Chapter 675

"Seek death!" among the hundreds of demons coming, the leader was two high demons, who roared straight to Lu Qingshan.

After the two of them, hundreds of seven grade demons performed all kinds of magical powers.

Each of these seven levels of magic cultivation can be ignored by Lu Qingshan alone.

But the number is stacked like this, which has made anyone afraid.

These demons rushed to luqingshan with a roar like a flood wave.

Almost at the moment of the arrival of the two leading high magic marshals, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed.

A faint halo has poured out of his body, mysterious and holy, surrounding his flesh and enveloping him.

Clean room!

At the same time, thousands of fine sword Qi filaments swam out of his body holes and circled on the surface of his body to form a sword suit, like an armor.

Ten thousand sword formula.

With so many demons and different magical powers, it is inevitable that there will be defenseless moves.

Lu Qingshan didn't dare to take risks, so he used his defense skills at the first time.

The chamber dust-free technique is used to prevent physical attacks. As for the source God attack, it is the ten Zhang field with the abbot of heaven's heart.

Although Jianxiu's body is weak, Lu Qingshan has built his own defense system through these three defense techniques.

"Death!!" one of the two high magic handsome, dark and fuzzy, with eyes burning like fire, said ferociously.

He punched out into the void.

A black light suddenly rose on his fist and turned into a python. It was very terrible and rushed to Lu Qingshan with a black flame.

Dong Dong!

Where the python passes, the void seems to collapse, and the scene is extremely frightening.

Another high magic handsome was also not simple. His body was full of magic Qi, and his flesh was glowing. His left hand gave off a cold luster like metal. When he took it out towards the void, he immediately flew out five beams and shot at Lu Qingshan in an instant.

The hundreds of demons behind them are all fighting together at the moment, each exerting the strongest magic power in his life.

At this moment, there was nothingness and distortion around, and the light of all kinds of techniques was changing and earth shaking.

Seeing that the devil cultivation array was so terrible, the friars of beiheguan in the light curtain were red and nervous.

Xu Xi bit his dry lips in the crowd, showing an anxious look.

He hated his lack of cultivation and mediocrity, so at this time, he could only watch such a young sword sect shaozong work hard for their Beihe pass, but there was nothing he could do.

Around him and behind him, there were many monks staring at this scene. They looked at the sword sect shaozong that many of them were unconvinced and did not recognize earlier.

Their fists were already clenched and their veins were bulging.

"We'll fight with Lu shaozong!" at this time, the general manager of Beihe pass, Wu Yan, finally couldn't bear it. He shouted loudly and his voice was extremely hoarse. "This Beihe pass is no longer guarded, and he's fighting with these demons!"

As the general manager of Beihe pass, it is his duty to guard Beihe pass. No amount of sacrifice is worth it.

But now, he doesn't care about these. He just wants to fight with Lu Qingshan.

"Friars of our generation, how dare we fight!" he roared. His figure was the first to jump out of the light curtain formed by the beiheguan array. "Kill one without loss, kill two enough!"

"Fight with Lu shaozong!" Wu Yan almost just rushed out, and the other friars of beiheguan followed him, left the city and rushed to the demon clan.

Obviously, everyone has been holding back for a long time, but they have to restrain their unwillingness because they don't get orders.

Now, as the commander-in-chief of beiheguan, general manager Wu Yan is the first to abandon the city. Naturally, they walk together one after another without hesitation.

Xu Xi was one of the first friars of beiheguan who rushed out of the array mask.

Sticking to beiheguan for two days, he is not in good condition at this time.

The internal strength is less than 30% of the peak period.

But at least there's more to fight.

He is not Tianjiao. He doesn't have the strength and confidence of Lu Qingshan to fight 3000 Xiu alone, but he definitely doesn't lack the courage and determination of sword Xiu.

This is something engraved in the bone of sword repair.

........

The roar came out.

At the moment when the ferocious attack came, Lu Qingshan's eyes were shining. He held the river, lifted it directly, and then fell with a sharp sword.

"The yellow spring!" he murmured.

The world shook with this sword.

This is the magic sword of the artifact of the yellow spring world.

Yellow spring: the sword of death.

Initiative: release the power of the dead stored in forgetting the river and eliminate all things.

Explanation: the power of huangquan completely depends on the power of the dead released by forgetting Sichuan.

The withered and yellow mist blooms like a star from the forgetful Sichuan sword.

The dense dead breath turns into dense mist, bursts out and rustles down.

The two high devil handsome faces suddenly changed and their hearts became hairy.

"What's that?"

The two of them felt a palpitating breath from the withered and yellow fog, panicked, and felt uncomfortable in their mouth and nose.

The huangquan sword of forgetting the river is to release the power of the dead spirit stored in the sword body.

The power of the dead comes from the people killed by Lu Qingshan.

The more powerful the enemy is, the more powerful the dead spirit will be.

Because his own means are more and more perfect and comprehensive, Lu Qingshan has not used the magic power of forgetting Sichuan for a long time.

In addition, sword repair is good at killing. It is difficult to count the human demons who died in his hands, and even the existence of the level of demon master.

In this way, the power of the dead accumulated in forgetting the river has already reached an extremely terrible level.

Now, all the power of these dead souls has been released in Lu Qingshan's sword, which means grinding a sword for ten years. Among them, it suddenly erupted into the most terrible power.

The power of life and death is one of the highest and most original powers in the world.

Dead, yellow and dead, it was like a river covering the sky, huge and boundless. It pressed forward and burst into a trace of chaotic mist.

Boom!

The infinite dead Qi first touched the python transformed by the black light.

The dead air was choppy, and the sword light was shining, and the flame was shining. In an instant, it was to dissolve all the python.

Then came the five beams sent by another high magic commander, but they were also annihilated under the huge death.

In the next moment, there are all over the sky treasures from hundreds of demon cultivation blooming and sweeping forward.

But Lu Qingshan used too much power this time. The withered yellow and dead gas came up like the water and sky of the Yellow River, blocking out the sky and the sun, and broke out in an all-round way. It was incomparably spectacular. It was easy to drown all the light of those treasures.

The endless dead gas flows, continues to move forward, and suddenly diffuses, forming a dead gas vortex, involving the two high magic marshals and at least 100 seven grade magic practitioners.

Boom, boom!

Just after contact, less than a breath, more than ten demons were in the vortex of death, their skin dried up, and their vitality passed away.

These dead spirits hit the two high magic marshals, like metal, and sparked sparks with their bodies, which was very shocking.

The two high magic marshals are doing their best to urge their gods and demons. Their flesh is incomparably bright and strive to resist the attack of the vortex of death.

Especially the high demon handsome who was dark and his eyes were burning like fire, the whole body was burning like eyes.

Dang Dang!

The dead spirit kept pounding and hit the high magic handsome. Sparks splashed and tinkled.

Although the scene was appalling, judging from this situation, he carried Lu Qingshan's offensive.

But others are not so lucky.

They don't have the fighting power of the higher devil marshal, but the ordinary seven grade devil cultivation. Under the death attack and hanging, their vitality is passing away.

The weaker ones were killed instantly, and the stronger ones supported more breathing time.

After five breaths, the death finally dissipated.

The two high-level demons are unparalleled. Although their faces are very white, they have not been killed.

Of course, this is also the reason why the sword annihilated many demon cultivation attacks and its power decreased sharply.

But even so, the hundreds of ordinary seven level magic cultivation are not so lucky. They have fallen nearly a hundred.

This is just a sword.

"It's... Terrible!" the xuandu magic marshal, who commanded the demon repair to kill Lu Qingshan in the distance, looked pale and tightened his body.

"Too strong!" friar beiheguan, who had just rushed out of the light mask, was shocked. He couldn't forget this scene all his life.

Above the sky, Lu Qingshan hung in the air, stood with a sword, and looked coldly at the many demons ahead.

He knew that although his sword was terrible, the battle was far from over and had just begun!

"Kill him, you must kill him!" in his horror, xuandu magic handsome was even more angry. He looked at Lu Qingshan coldly and showed infinite killing opportunities in his eyes.

Not many people admire him in his life, but from today on, Lu Qingshan can be counted as one.

The more so, the more determined he was to kill Lu Qingshan.

"Kill nearly a hundred demons of our family with one sword... I want to see how many swords you can cut!" xuandu knew very well that Lu Qingshan's sword was extraordinary, and it would cost a lot to cut it.

This is a trick to press the bottom of the box. It can't be used more.

However, at this time, xuandu only dared to direct the demons under his command to launch an attack and dared not easily approach Lu Qingshan.

——The power of the previous sword talisman is still vivid. How can he resist the sword talisman that even the withered dragon demon commander was killed by one blow?

He didn't dare to bet his life that Lu Qingshan had no sword talisman in his hand.

Under the command of xuandu magic commander, the attack in the magic cultivation camp started again.

Hundreds of demons rushed to Lu Qingshan, which seemed to turn into a torrential flood and poured out continuously to completely submerge Lu Qingshan.

Xuandu magic handsome naturally can't stand idly by.

He frowned, took out a black flag and called on many demons around him to urge them together.

The flags immediately sent out black flames and turned into black Firebirds, hundreds of them, all flying to luqingshan.

The flame was hot and the cold smell flashed out.

Obviously, this is another powerful demon soldier brought out by the demon family.

This was originally used to kill friars in beiheguan after the beiheguan formation was destroyed. Now it is used to deal with Lu Qingshan

Although the magic of this flag cannot be compared with the group gain of black magic flower, it is already very extraordinary.

Friar beiheguan, who rushed out of the light curtain, saw such a situation. All of them were full of war intention and were furious.

"Protect shaozong and help shaozong!" Wu Yan roared. He resolutely took a group of "old, weak, sick and disabled" under his hand and launched an assault on the demon camp with strong troops and far better strength than his own side.

All the friars of beiheguan were extremely crazy and fearless of death.

No one needs to inspire anything.

Action is always more shocking than words.

Lu Qingshan's actions have already made the blood in their hearts burn completely.

They seemed to be a sword that wanted to drink blood and stabbed the demon family.

"It's just a dying struggle at the end of a powerful crossbow." the xuandu magic Marshal despised the impact launched by the friar of beiheguan, which can't be compared with the solemnity of Lu Qingshan.

They worked so hard to break through the array in order to fight with friar beiheguan head-on.

Now, in order to support Lu Qingshan, friar beiheguan took the initiative to abandon the array to meet him, which is exactly what he wanted.

As soon as xuandu magic commander waved his hand, nearly a thousand people immediately began to act in the magic cultivation camp near Beihe pass, trying to kill all these friars at Beihe pass.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and walked forward in an instant.

"Today, we will fight to the end."

He could feel the firmness and faith of friar beiheguan.

There is a great difference in strength between the two sides. None of these friars at beiheguan think their own side can win.

They are just ready to fight the devil family to death, and they have to cut two or two of these demons before they die.

Three thousand demons didn't think that the Terran friar could win, and the friar beiheguan didn't think that his own side could win, but only he didn't think so.

"Who says we can't win?" Lu Qingshan raised his head, his eyes shining.

At present, he is far away from friar beiheguan by 3000 demons.

If we ignore the comparison of strength, this situation is called front and rear attack.

Once we gain an advantage, we will kill the enemy in rout and flee everywhere like headless flies.

But the problem is that the current attack in the front is the "scattered troops and courage" of beiheguan, which has been almost exhausted after two days of fierce fighting.

There is only one person behind the demon clan, that is, Lu Qingshan himself, which is not enough to become an army.

"One person is enough." Lu Qingshan murmured.

If you move three thousand miles, you can be a million divisions with one sword.

The sword has been repaired to the extreme.

Lu Qingshan is now far from this realm.

But although he can't be a million divisions at present, it's not impossible for him to be a hundred divisions with one sword.

Although his accomplishments are only six realms, his strength has even reached the level of above Seven Realms and below eight realms under the four times increase in combat power of Bingzi Jue.

After cutting out the huangquan sword and killing nearly one hundred and seven demon practitioners, Lu Qingshan waved his second sword to the demon practitioners who rushed to kill again.

The second sword is more terrible and powerful than the huangquan sword.

Secret sword · autumn frost condensation.

"What's that?"

The seven products of the demon family who rushed to Lu Qingshan suddenly stared in horror.

Their pupils reflected a dazzling light, followed by a bang. Their bodies encountered something terrible, which directly collapsed and annihilated, turned into a blood mist and exploded in the air.

The sword shadows suddenly bloomed from Lu Qingshan's sword, and the shining sword light poured out from the blade.

The sword light is brilliant. It is superimposed from two to four. In the end, 108 sword lights are produced.

One hundred and eight sword lights are dense, hanging across the sky like a river. They are pleasing to the eyes, beautiful and soul-stirring, but they are terrible and frightening.

The long river of sword light fell, accompanied by bursts of frightened shouts and blood fog exploded.

Every sword light will take away the life of a seven grade demon monk.

108 sword lights represent the fall of 108 seven level demons.

Lu Qingshan's sword shocked the waiting demons and the xuandu magic commander who launched an attack on Lu Qingshan from a long distance.

However, the situation on the field can't allow xuandu magic handsome to think much.

Because in front of the demon clan camp, friar beiheguan, led by Wu Yan, has plunged into their demon clan camp with a decisive trend like an arrow.

Behind them, after cutting out the terrible second sword, Lu Qingshan took advantage of the duration of the military formula, flashed his body, with invincible divine power, and launched a strong impact on the demon cultivation camp with far more people than him.

If one wants to challenge ten enemies, he is not afraid of group attack.

Although there is only one person, at the moment, one person can become an army!