Chapter 63

Regardless of the amazement of the demon family and the real king of Yuanyang, Lu Qingshan leaned forward and swept forward to meet the third and fourth grade demon families who were killing the golden pill Yuanying friars in Shanhai Pavilion.

By the shadow devil's carelessness, Lu Qingshan seized the opportunity and killed the shadow devil in an instant.

But Lu Qingshan did not expand because of this. He was very aware of his defects.

Although he can master his own power perfectly, it can't change the fact that he is just a gas refining monk.

He can't master [imperial sword], [flying sword], [sword intention], [sword differentiation] and other skills that can only be mastered by high-level sword cultivation. At the moment, he hasn't learned one or the other.

At this time, let him face the top five demons, he is really not an opponent.

This is not a gap in strength, but a gap in skill and realm.

However, with the powerful power of the power of mountains and seas, he can completely break the dexterity and push the demons with strength.

Yuanyang Zhenjun, with the blessing of the power of mountains and seas, fought three five products to refine demons. Obviously, it is not a problem.

Therefore, we are not in a hurry to support Yuanyang Zhenjun.

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Sword lights flashed continuously.

Lu Qingshan kept shuttling through the magic sea with his sword, and left suddenly rushed again.

At the moment, he is like a ghost, cruel, determined and murderous!

The action is clean and neat, and there is no trace of redundancy. Every time, the sword edge goes towards the neck, head and other key places of the demon family.

Flesh and blood fly everywhere the long sword goes.

The damage of refining virtual sword cultivation, even if it's just a flat cut, is not what these three grade and four grade demons can bear.

Have fun!

Lu Qingshan's bloody smell has been strong enough to linger.

His killing intention became stronger and stronger, and his pupils were scarlet, but his heart was more and more clear.

This is the real sword repair, cold killing machine.

The more the killing intention is, the calmer the heart is.

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Soon, the seemingly inexhaustible demon clan appeared a moment of lack of follow-up under Lu Qingshan's rapid clearing.

Lu Qingshan didn't stop. He saw that the scene was temporarily controlled.

The body is plundered.

With the blatant momentum and the killing intention of the sky, he rushed to the real king of Yuanyang.

There are also three five grade demons.

"You -" seeing that Lu Qingshan joined his battlefield with the linglie momentum of sword repair alone, Yuanyang Zhenjun didn't know what to do.

Lu Qingshan's performance really exceeded his expectations.

Even he is not sure that he can do better than Lu Qingshan.

But this is not the time to express shock.

Seeing Lu Qingshan supporting himself, Yuanyang Zhenjun, who has rich experience in fighting, immediately reacted and cooperated with Lu Qingshan.

After Lu Qingshan joined the battlefield, the battle soon turned upside down.

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After ten breaths, a huge head flew out and blood rained all over the sky.

Three five grade demons, die!

Lu Qingshan stood still and looked around.

The sight of the area has been completely empty.

Although Yuanyang Zhenjun was full of fatigue, he couldn't help but smile on his face when he was about to come forward and say something to Lu Qingshan.

There was an earth shaking roar in the distance.

Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun looked at the place where the roar came.

Far away, on a mountain that was already covered with black fog, a very strong and burning light flashed through the black fog.

At that moment, there was dazzling light between heaven and earth.

Then, there was the disorder of heaven and earth, and a black hole tornado rose out of thin air!

Then, the tornado released the aura all over the sky, but although these auras were very vigorous, they were out of reach and could not be absorbed at all, and they were flying around and melting into the heaven and earth.

Spectacular and tragic.

This is daoxiao celestial phenomenon.

Only when the extremely powerful monk dies will it appear.

These monks grew so powerful that they devoured many spiritual powers in the world of heaven and earth.

If it is not returned, if it goes on like this, the magic opportunity in the world will gradually fade away and finally turn into desolation.

Therefore, after death, powerful monks will return their spiritual power to this heaven and earth in the form of eliminating celestial phenomena.

This is the law of heaven.

Only when one person dies in Shanhai Pavilion can there be such an amazing phenomenon of daoxiao heaven.

Both Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun understand what this means.

Lord Shanhai Pavilion, die in battle!

"Your patriarch is dead!" the insidious and dull voice of the ten thousand poison Demon Lord came from Jufeng Lingshan: "you Shanhai Pavilion disciples, don't struggle in vain."

He is trying to disintegrate the remaining friars of shanhaige.

Lu Qingshan looked not far away.

Wave after wave of demons are rushing towards them.

Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun looked at each other.

The sense of war in their eyes not only did not diminish because of the death of the leader of Shanhai Pavilion, but became more intense.

Facing the surging demon clan, Lu Qingshan and immortal Yuanyang did not retreat but entered.

They were followed by all the surviving friars who guarded the spirit pulse.

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When Lu Qingshan came back to God.

He has moved from the boundless peak spirit pulse battlefield full of demons to an attic.

There is nothing around.

Lu Qingshan was stunned.

It was different from what he remembered.

The last copy settlement scene should be surrounded by a cabinet full of jade slips.

While Lu Qingshan was looking around in disbelief.

A middle-aged man in a white robe quietly appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan looked at Nan Xiu's face and seemed to understand something. He saluted the middle-aged man Xiu a little.

"Suzerain."

Yes, the figure in front of us is the leader of shanhaige whom Lu Qingshan met from a distance at the top of Wuyi peak.

"Shanhai pavilion has long been destroyed. What kind of patriarch am I now?" a very gentle voice.

Lu Qingshan was silent.

Lord shanhaige didn't care about Lu Qingshan's silence.

He held out his hand and gently put his fingers in the air.

Some pictures that had never appeared in the ruins appeared in the air.

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This night, the leader of Shanhai pavilion has traveled all the peaks of Shanhai Pavilion and met all the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion.

Before dawn, he stood in the sky, motionless and wandering outside.

A long time passed, when the sky was about to turn bright.

He finally recovered, as if he had decided something. With a slight grasp towards the void, a black ball of light appeared on his hand.

Lord Shanhai Pavilion looked at the black ball of light in his hand and thought for a moment.

Finally, he determined his mind. He reached out and gently scratched in the center of his eyebrows, and a shallow soul appeared in front of him.

At the same time, the face of the Lord of Shanhai Pavilion also turned white at this moment.

He cut a small part of his soul.

The separated soul looked at the leader of Shanhai Pavilion, nodded with great humanity, and bumped into the black light ball in the leader's hand.

The Lord of Shanhai Pavilion nodded slightly at this scene.

Then, he let the black light ball hang in the air, tied his hands, and hit the black light ball one after another.

At the moment of dawn, he waved the black ball of light, and it went straight under the ground of Shanhai Pavilion, and all the breath disappeared in an instant.