Traveling through the sky: Ten Thousand Worlds Repairing the Sky System

It took Zixu 1000 top-grade spirit stones and treasures worth [-] billion spirit stones to exchange Ziguang God General from Lu Qing's hands.

The Mahayana of the Mu clan were stunned. These Lingshi treasures are considered a huge wealth for monks in the Mahayana period.

Satisfied, Lu Qing accepted the ransom, and with a backhand buckle, he poured the Purple Light God General out of the Dutian Demon Refining Cauldron.

"If the two of you have nothing to do, I won't see you off." Lu Qing remained expressionless, and drove them away.

Zixu and the Mahayana of the Mu clan looked at each other, and without mentioning King Yasha, they turned around and left in a tacit understanding.

For the situation of the two of them, Yasha King can naturally be aware of it.However, he was entangled by the blood god avatar, and it became more and more difficult to resist, and he didn't even have the mind to ask questions.

The three of them were originally an alliance of interests, but now that the interests are gone, there can be no talk of honesty and loyalty.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the majestic king of the Yasha clan would join forces with two monks of the Mahayana stage to deal with me, a monk of the fusion stage." Lu Qing looked at the Yasha king who was at a disadvantage, and did not directly attack.

"You are Lu Qing?"

Although King Yasha confirmed Lu Qing's identity, he still couldn't help asking.

The cultivator in the early stage of fusion in front of him has no worse eyesight than the cultivator of the blood demon path in front of him.What's even more frightening is that the two of them are headed by Lu Qing. If they say that he doesn't have more terrifying means in his hands, no one will believe it.

"The Yaksha clan suffered a huge loss in the true spirit calamity this time. They should have recuperated and recuperated. I never thought that, as the king of the Yaksha clan, Your Excellency would do such a thing to lure and kill the descendants of other clans out of a little bit of hatred." Lu Qing looked at King Yaksha looked disdainful in his eyes.

In this area where the human race lives, the strength of the surrounding ethnic groups is not much different.If it wasn't a last resort, no Mahayana monk would attack a low-level monk.

The monks in the Mahayana period are the gods of the family, more of a deterrent effect.

If a monk of the Mahayana period does not obey the rules at all, no group of people around can live in this area safely. No monk of the Mahayana period wants to break this kind of customary rule.

This is also the reason why the two Mahayana stage monks of the Shadow Clan and the Wood Clan retreated immediately after seeing the strength of the Blood God clone and Lu Qing.

The strength of Lu Qing and the blood god avatar, even if the three of them go together, they may not be able to do anything about it. Naturally, they don't want to bring terrible disasters to their own group.

"Hmph, junior, my Yasha clan has suffered huge losses, and it's not thanks to you." The Yasha king was furious, wishing he could eat Lu Qing, and shouted angrily, "It's just that I didn't expect that your strength has improved so fast, and you are here. In less than a few decades, he has grown into a monk comparable to the Mahayana period."

In fact, King Yaksha's idea is also correct.

Although Mahayana monks can't justly kill monks from other forces, they can sneak attack and assassinate them. As long as the other party can't find evidence, it's nothing more than cheating and talking, and it won't cause a war between ethnic groups.

What's more, King Yaksha never imagined that the three monks at the Mahayana stage would not be able to take down a human kid who didn't even reach the fusion stage.

"After today, the Yaksha clan will suffer even greater losses, but I don't know if fellow daoists will be able to see it." Lu Qing said coldly with cold eyes.

"You want to kill me?" King Yasha glanced at Lu Qing, with deep disdain shining in his eyes.

Although King Yaksha was at a disadvantage by the blood sea clone, he was not worried at all.

Mahayana monks are already the top part in the spiritual world, if they are not in a deep and desperate situation, it is difficult to besiege them.

To defeat a Mahayana cultivator, perhaps only two or three Mahayana cultivators of comparable strength would be enough, but to kill a Mahayana cultivator, even a Mahayana cultivator would find it difficult to do so.

King Yasha is very confident and wants to leave, but Lu Qing and the two of them will definitely not be able to stop him.

"It's been a long time since the spiritual world has heard of a Mahayana monk who was killed by someone. Lu wants to try it today." Lu Qing said flatly.

"You want to kill me to become famous, you are wishful thinking!" King Yaksha didn't talk nonsense, a palm-sized mountain suddenly appeared in his hand.

The best spirit treasure!

Lu Qing is not surprised that King Yaksha has a top-grade spirit treasure in his hand.

After all, the Yaksha clan has existed in the spirit world for tens of millions of years. It is not surprising that there are a few good treasures.

With a blank expression on his face, Lu Qing directly sacrificed Dutian Demon Flame and burned it towards King Yasha.

In the past 30 years, Lu Qing has exchanged a large amount of heaven and earth essence from the Holy Island and Butian Mall, and fed it to Dutian Moyan, and finally let it grow to the level of a high-rank Taoist.

The Dutian Demon Fire, which has absorbed part of the world's origin, is essentially a level higher than flames of the same level, and is no worse than the top-grade Lingbao. In addition, Lu Qingwu's bloodline is very compatible with the Demon Fire, and its natural power is doubled.

However, even if Lu Qing joins, with the help of Dutian Demon Flame, it will be difficult to injure King Yasha.

King Yasha didn't seem to want to say this. Although he was repeatedly suppressed by Lu Qing and the blood god avatar, he didn't intend to give up at all. The mountain peaks in his hands fluctuated from big to small.

"I'm not afraid that you will work hard, but I'm afraid that you will not work hard." Lu Qing saw what King Yasha was thinking and smiled secretly.

The three of them fought endlessly, and the huge spiritual energy fluctuations spread in all directions, and the huge storm almost swept across the ground in a radius of a hundred miles.Except for Huoyang Mountain, which is protected by a formation, which can barely support it, there is not even a living thing in other places.

The battle lasted for two days and two nights. The huge movement not only attracted the attention of Zixu and the Mahayana branch of the Mu clan, but also the monks of the two clans of monsters.

Not far from Tianyuan City, Zen Master Jin Yue and Wan Changlin looked at Lu Qing and the blood god avatar in surprise, their mouths were so long that they could hold one or two duck eggs, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Beside the two of them, there were no less than a dozen monks in the body-fit stage, and in front of these monks in the body-fit stage, stood two ordinary-looking old men.

These two people are the pinnacles of the two races—Mo Jianli and Patriarch Ao Xiao.

"Brother Ao, it seems that Yasha King is going to suffer a big loss this time." Mo Jianli looked at Patriarch Ao Xiao and said with a smile.

No wonder he was so happy. Both Lu Qing and the blood god avatar were human races. With such strength, the human race could dominate the alliance between the two races for tens of thousands of years.

In the future, it is not impossible to even soar into the sky and become a real big family in the spirit world.

Patriarch Ao Xiao also knew what Mo Jianli was thinking, but he didn't care about Mo Jianli, but looked at the battlefield of Lu Qing and the three with a solemn expression, and said in a solemn tone: "Friend Daoist Mo, don't be too happy. Early on, this Fellow Daoist Lu might cause huge troubles for the two races, or it might be."

"Trouble, what's the trouble?" Mo Jianli looked puzzled, glanced at Patriarch Ao Xiao, and then looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Mo Jian has not been in the Mahayana stage for a long time, and his foresight and foresight are much worse than that of the ancestor Ao Xiao.