The Heavens Are Unlimited: Starting from One's Martial Arts

Chapter 124 Fighting the Blood Demon in the Nether Spring

Lu Ming's unspeakable composure and mastery aura emerged spontaneously.

He turned his head and looked through thousands of mountains and peaks, as if he saw the blood demon in Youquan thousands of miles away.

Under the night, the skulls one by one, gathered into a huge skull, even took the initiative to kill Mount Emei.

This old monster is worthy of being a giant in the way of magic!
I saw his demonic power was so powerful that it shook the sky, and thick clouds covered the sky over the land of Shu.

The huge skull, with the flames of magic, hangs nine days high, facing the golden summit of Mount Emei far away.

At this time, there was a sharp and ear-piercing sound, like the howling of thousands of ghosts, echoing all the peaks of Emei.

"Old man with white eyebrows, you are despicable, hypocritical, hypocritical, and a pious person, but you are also worthy of being the leader of the righteous way? Why don't you come out and die!"

Suddenly, a million small skulls composed of huge skulls collided with the upper and lower jaws, making a "clacking" sound, as if mocking the white-browed ancestor.

"Hmph! Youquan Gorefiend, you still can't help but show up!"

Inside the Golden Roof Hall, Lu Ming shouted loudly, and a white figure bloomed on his body, projecting into the sky above the Emei Golden Roof, towering above the sky and the ground, with a grand appearance.

"Bai Mei, die!"

Youquan Gorefiend circulated thick and terrifying magic power, tumbling and surging like a tsunami, like thousands of needles and thousands of threads connecting skulls one by one, spitting out suddenly.

"boom--"

I saw the extremely huge skull, opened its mouth to charge, and suddenly spewed out a skull wrapped in blood-colored magic power, dragged out a billowing red flame, and hit the Emei Golden Summit.

This blow fully demonstrated the terrifying strength of the Youquan Blood Demon.

A meteorite-like skull, engulfing the power of heaven and earth with a radius of hundreds of miles, wants to destroy Emei in one fell swoop!
On the peak of Mount Emei, there are clusters of palaces. Every building, from the small pavilions to the magnificent main hall, is all resplendent and magnificent.

Even in the distance, looking from a distance, it seems that there are thousands of golden lights blooming on the top of Emei, so it is also called Emei Golden Summit.

Such a sacred place became in danger under the brutal attack of the Youquan Blood Demon.

"Haotian Mirror!!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily, turning his hand, a crystal clear and mysterious light flashed, and the outline of a mirror appeared vaguely.

He was wearing a white robe, and he held up the crystal clear shadow of the Haotian Mirror with one hand, pushing towards him.

"Om..."

The mighty magic power surged violently, making the crystal clear shadow of the Haotian Mirror expand, protecting the entire Mount Emei.

Youquan Gorefiend's menacing blow fell from the nine heavens, like a meteorite, directly hitting Haotian Mirror!
As soon as it collided, the sky trembled, and the mountains and seas shook.

Tens of thousands of waves and billions of rays of light exploded, sweeping away thousands of miles of dark clouds.

No matter how terrifying the Youquan Gorefiend's attack was, it was easily resolved by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming withdrew his Dharma image, his body, with a flash of golden light, was still sitting in the spacious and sacred golden temple.

Lu Ming opened his mouth and said, "Swords of Heaven and Thunder, Seven Sons of the Cloud, and three thousand disciples of Emei, come with me to Panluo Valley to subdue demons!"

As soon as the decree came out, all the disciples in Emei agreed.

Lu Ming stood up, took the lead in the air, with his hands behind his back, and flew out of the palace in a white robe.

Immediately, the sword blares incessantly.

The three thousand disciples of Emei sacrificed their flying swords one after another, led by the two swords of Tianlei and the seven sons of Yunzhong, and followed closely behind the Patriarch Baimei.

Emei Jinding, the sword light is like a rainbow, and a series of fierce and elegant sword fairy figures come out in a file!

The deep night sky is like a swarm of bright meteors passing by.

Lu Ming is the number one master in the Shu region, with a profound realm, and his body is like a shuttle, turning into a crystal clear light, rushing to the forefront of the sword array.

Nine levels high in the sky, a huge skull stood condescending, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a tornado-like skull vortex, trying to swallow Lu Ming inside.

"Hmph, Youquan Blood Demon has shown up to attack Emei, why bother hiding!"

Lu Ming reached the state where the human and the sword were united, his figure rotated, forming a sharp sword light, piercing straight through the vortex of the skull.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Lu Ming was brave and unparalleled, rushing in through the bloody mouth of the huge skull, and found the Youquan blood demon.

"Bai Mei, I have set up a great formation of thousands of ghosts and energy-devouring elements here. Do you dare to come in and fight with me?"

Youquan Gorefiend's real body looks ugly and terrifying, with his hands open, his cloak lifted, he laughed loudly, without complacency.

Lu Ming glanced around.

I saw millions of skeletons, surrounded into a closed space, and every inch was filled with magic sounds and magic power.

Soon, the horror of the Thousand Ghosts Devouring Yuan Formation came into play, and the mana in Lu Ming's body was rapidly drained, his soul lost his mind, and his soul and body were about to be separated.

"It's just a ghost trick. I have already practiced the Yuanshen Heavenly Sword, and the Yuanshen is separated from the body. It will still break your formation and destroy your blood demon body!"

Lu Ming scolded, and simply left his body, killing the Youquan Blood Demon.

Looking at the land of Shu, and even the whole world, the two are also first-class powerhouses.

When they fight against each other, they will show all kinds of supernatural powers, powerful and powerful, shaking the world!
A little distracted, the outcome may be decided.

Lu Ming felt the surge of power in his body carefully, and was pleasantly surprised in his heart.
It was the first time for him to travel to such a world of high martial arts.

This kind of power is stronger than any of his previous worlds,
Lu Ming began to immerse himself in this power,

In an instant, he fought with Youquan Blood Demon for [-] rounds, and it seemed that it was difficult to distinguish the winner.

The Youquan blood demon controlled the surrounding skulls, spewed out billowing devilish energy, and filled the air with the power of blood evil. Taking advantage of Lu Ming's primordial spirit leaving his body, he wanted to destroy Lu Ming's physical body.

At this time, Lu Ming was even better.

Heavenly Sword Primordial Spirit, with extreme speed, passed through Youquan Blood Demon's body in an instant, severely injuring it.

Immediately afterwards, the primordial spirit returned to the shell, and Lu Ming's white beard stabbed out with a "swipe", piercing through the surrounding skeletons, like a Taiyi whisk, entangled Youquan Blood Demon all at once.

Youquan Gorefiend let out a loud cry.

"Old man with white eyebrows, you actually made your eyebrows look like sword threads!"

Lu Ming didn't answer, and used his sword-like eyebrows to trap the Youquan Blood Demon.

Flipping his right hand, he took out the Haotian mirror, and shouted: "The heaven and earth are magnificent, and righteousness will last forever, look at my Haotian mirror!"

"buzz"

The crystal-clear and mysterious Haotian Mirror shot out a bright mirror light, which shone on the body of the Youquan Blood Demon.

Youquan Gorefiend wanted to escape, but was trapped by Lu Ming's sword silk white eyebrows and could not escape.

Immediately, the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Yuan set up by Youquan Gorefiend was crazily destroyed by the mighty power of Haotian Mirror.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The huge skull exploded all of a sudden.

Lu Ming held the Haotian mirror with one hand and stood in the air.

A bright mirror light pierced through the darkness and firmly fixed the Youquan Bloodfiend's body.

It was difficult for the Youquan Blood Demon to break free, his face was ferocious and twisted, and the Blood Demon's body immediately became swollen.

His skin, bones, and flesh all melted away, melting into a ball of demonic filthy blood.

"The solution to the blood demon soldiers?"

Lu Ming frowned.

The Youquan Blood Demon, which was disbanded, confronted Lu Ming's Haotian Mirror, and it was difficult to refine it for a while.

Lu Ming wanted to activate the sword spirit girl in his body to kill the Youquan Blood Demon.

Who knows, although the power of the Haotian Mirror is huge, the consumption is also huge.

Lu Ming, who sacrificed the Haotian Mirror, had no extra strength to urge the sword spirit girl.

Not to mention the sword spirit girl, it is difficult for Lu Ming to use other methods.

"Master, I will help you!"

In the valley, Dan Chenzi, the elder brother of Emei, flew to him, and opened a pair of sword wings on his back.

Dan Chenzi urged the flying dragon to chop, and the sword wings clanged, shooting out sharp blades and flying knives, stabbing at the pool of blood that the Youquan Gorefiend turned into.

Many sword blades struck, attacking like a storm, and immediately cut the churning and rolling mass of dirty blood into countless pieces.

The stalemate was broken, and most of the blood was wiped away by the light of the Haotian Mirror.

Only a small piece of natal essence and blood as big as a fingernail adhered to the blade of the flying knife, thus escaping from the light of the Haotian Mirror.

"Dan Chenzi, Youquan Gorefiend is not dead, he escaped with the help of your flying knife!"

Lu Ming glanced at Dan Chenzi, but did not blame Dan Chenzi.

When I read the original book before, I still thought it was Dan Chenzi's bad thing, and he was eager for quick success to intervene.

Only now did Lu Ming know that although Dan Chenzi was eager for quick success, he also broke the deadlock.

Otherwise, once the mana is exhausted, the Haotian mirror can't trap the Youquan blood demon, and it will still let this old monster Xuedun escape.

"You follow my Haotian mirror, you must get rid of Youquan blood demon today, so as not to leave future troubles!"

As he said that, Lu Ming drove the Haotian Mirror to inspect the nine heavens.

Its bright mirror light, as bright as the sun, traces the blade of the flying knife and falls into the Pansnail Valley with jagged rocks and no grass.

The blade of the flying knife was inserted into a rock, and the dirty blood adhering to the blade flowed down and seeped into the ground.

The mirror light of the Haotian Mirror searched among the rocks and found the blade, but the life essence and blood of the Youquan Blood Demon was not found.

"Swipe brush..."

At this time, swords rained down in the air.

The flying swords were returned to their sheaths, and they were none other than Emei's Heavenly Thunder Swords, the Seven Sons of the Cloud, and the three thousand disciples.

"I've been looking for the location of the Haotian Mirror here, the old monster Youquan must be nearby!"

Changkong Wuji, one of the two swords of Tianlei, spoke in a deep voice.

"Sky Strike!"

Li Yingqi, one of the two swords of Tianlei, raised his slender and jade-white sword fingers, and a string of purple-red gorgeous sword energy, like smoke and fire, flew out of the sky.

Li Yingqi scolded softly, and the imperial emissary was colorful, like a sky fencing sword bursting out of flames, circling the stone forest and mountain peaks, looking for the blood demon in the secluded spring.

Seeing this, Chang Kong Wuji immediately unleashed the Thunder Flame Sword, one of the Heavenly Thunder Swords, in response.

A group of blue rays of light rose slowly, illuminating the night.

Changkong Wuji stepped on the mountain with both feet, flew over the eaves and walls, turned over to the top of the blue light ball, and pointed his sword.

This is Lei Yanjian's sword pill!

Under the infusion of Changkong Wuji's mana, the cyan light group, with the sword light flickering, immediately turned into a huge lightsaber with a dazzling green light and a length of more than ten meters.

Sky Fencing moves around nimbly, as graceful as a dragon.

Lei Yanjian opens and closes vertically and horizontally, from rigidity to fierceness.

Not to be outdone, the other disciples showed their abilities and searched among the jagged rocks.

It's a pity, what kind of character is Youquan Bloodfiend?
How can these younger generations find an old monster whose eyelashes are almost hollow.

"brush"

Suddenly, a dazzling light fell on a rock in the valley.

This turmoil shocked many Emei disciples, and they faced the enemy with their swords, attacking and killing them.

The light escaped, and it turned out to be Dan Chenzi and Xuantianzong.

Li Yingqi exclaimed: "It's a big brother!"

Thousands of swords are like fish, and the frost reflects the snow, illuminating the dark valley.

The momentum of Jianhe River's galloping has been completed, and it is hard to stop it from being overwhelmed.

Hundreds of thousands of flying swords were seen, clanging and clanking, like the power of a great river, about to drown Xuantian Sect and Dan Chenzi.

At this time, a crystal clear mirror phantom turned from virtual to real, lying in front of Xuantian Sect and Dan Chenzi.

With a sound of "buzz", the mirror light trembled slightly, and thousands of sharp flying swords bounced away.

"Brush brush"

The flying swords bounced off, flexible like swimming fish, scattered in all directions, returning to their sheaths one after another.

Lu Ming in a loose white robe, with his sleeves rolled up, landed on a rock and stood in front of Dan Chenzi and Xuantianzong.

His beard and hair are white, his eyebrows are kind and his eyes are kind, but he is not angry but powerful, which makes people respect him.

"Master!"

Dan Chenzi immediately knelt down with fists folded.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Meet the Headmaster!!"

The Twin Swords of Heavenly Thunder, the Seven Sons of the Cloud, and the three thousand Emei disciples all knelt down to salute and pay homage to Lu Ming.

"Meet the Headmaster of Mount Emei!"

Xuantianzong bowed and saluted.

Lu Ming nodded slightly and glanced at Dan Chenzi and Xuantian Sect.

For a moment, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion, good luck tricks people.

All of a sudden, he crossed from low martial arts to high martial arts, and became the white-browed patriarch who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth, with superb means and powerful mana.

It was really like a dream, which made Lu Ming uncomfortable!

……

At this time, when Lu Ming came, many masters seemed to have a backbone, and they looked at him in unison.

Lu Ming's voice was loud and full of energy, and he said, "Disciple of Emei, the Youquan Blood Demon landed here."

"Let's find him together and then destroy him!"

"Yes, Master!!"

The crowd agreed in unison.

"Rumble..."

On the cliff with jagged rocks and towering walls, there was a crack.

"The blood fountain is there!"

Changkong Wuji exclaimed, and was about to attack with Yujian.

"stop!!"

Lu Ming shouted.

Changkong Wuji's heart trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hands, clasped his fists and looked at Lu Ming.

It seems that Patriarch Baimei's prestige is as high as a mountain, even Changkong Wuji, who inherited the treasure of Emei Zhenzong - the two swords of Tianlei, dare not presumptuously.

Lu Ming raised his brows and looked at the cracks on the steep cliff.

The blood hole opened so quickly...

When Lu Ming saw this, he suddenly fell into deep thought.
According to the current situation, if Lu Ming fights to the death, he will be able to kill the Youquan Gorefiend.
but……

Lu Ming wants to get more, so that he can wait until the completion of the world strategy, and get richer rewards after the settlement!

So, he thought about it,

Decided to brush rewards!

It is to constantly change the plot of the original world!
Lu Ming thought for a while,

Maybe, Youquan Gorefiend can be spared temporarily!Then use this big boss to collect rewards? !

Lu Ming recalled the plot,
Behind this crack is Chi You's blood hole.

If you act rashly, it will only expand the entrance of Chi You's blood cave, allowing Youquan Gorefiend to take the opportunity to take away everyone's weapons and cut Emei's luck.

"Everyone, don't do anything, be careful not to fall into the plot of Youquan Gorefiend!"

Lu Ming's voice was deep and loud, resounding throughout the valley.

Chang Kong Wuji knelt down and said, "Disciple is willing to go and destroy Youquan Gorefiend!"

Li Yingqi immediately said: "Master, let me go."

The other disciples of Emei asked for orders one after another, wanting to go deep into the cave and kill the Youquan Blood Demon.

Lu Ming shook his head and explained: "This is the blood point that the masters of all ages in Shuzhou have been looking for."

"We all underestimated the Youquan Blood Demon. It probably escaped here and wanted to use the power of magic weapons such as the Thunder Sword to expand the blood hole and steal the treasures."

"You will only go deep into the blood hole in your pursuit, and you will be robbed of treasures, but you will fall into the hands of Youquan Blood Demon."

In the original book, it was Xuantianzong and Dan Chenzi who went in and were in danger, and then Paimei Patriarch went in and rescued them, but lost the Haotian Mirror.

This time, Lu Ming would never make the same mistake again.

Dan Chenzi clasped his fists and said: "Master, if the Youquan blood demon enters the blood cave to practice, he will definitely achieve great magic skills. At that time, there will be no one in Shu to match him!"

Lu Ming glanced at Dan Chenzi, snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I don't know?"

Dan Chenzi quickly lowered his head.

"Disciple dare not!"

Lu Ming said indifferently: "As a teacher, I naturally thought of it, but the threat of the blood hole is better than the secluded spring. If you go in rashly, you will only lose your soldiers, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

(End of this chapter)