Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

In the mountain boundary of Qingyun Mountain, there was a rumbling sound.

In front of the mountain boundary, there was a long howling suddenly, and the howling phoenix chanted, going straight up to the nine heavens, and the sound moved the whole field.

A beam of sword light broke through the air, illuminating a green mountain in an instant, and a white dress like snow and frost appeared in front of the mountain boundary, floating proudly in midair.

Shrouded in a flood of blood, with boundless murderous intent, the ghost king was blocked in front of the barrier, looking violently and wildly at Lu Xueqi of the Qingyun sect who appeared.

The ghost king seemed to be in disbelief. What appeared in front of him was Lu Xueqi, the famous orthodox Qingyun sect, exuding an unbelievable hostility?

This made him seem to see the ferocity of the Zhuxian Sword back then, as if she was the standing upright ancient Zhuxian sword, and this time she stopped in front of the barrier, vowing to kill him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the blood glow, the thick bloody smell was rolling and rolling, and the red shadow appeared. The ghost king laughed wildly, and sarcastically said: "Who would have thought that Lu Xueqi of Qingyun sect, who is proud of the righteous way of the world, would merge with the hostility of the Zhuxian sword? Really..."

"Yes."

Lu Xueqi sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Back then, I was young and inexperienced in Taoism. You attacked Qingyun Mountain and killed countless fellow disciples of mine. I hold back your daughter's kindness for saving Xiaofan's life, but every time I think of the dead souls, I feel ashamed..."

Her eyes were cold, and she suddenly shouted angrily: "Now if you start killing again, I will obey the destiny and kill you."

Lu Xueqi's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembled, the cinnabar between her brows disappeared in a cloud of smoke, and the hostility of the Zhuxian Sword sealed in her body was finally released, and a beam of light bloomed dazzlingly from behind her.

The ghost king was shrouded in a big red light ball like a blood cell, with a look of disdain on his face, facing forward.

The birds sing softly, the mountains become more secluded, the mountains are verdant, the breeze is gentle, and under the boundless blue sky, the hostility of Zhu Xianjian was actually purified by Lu Xueqi. Thousands, go straight to the sky.

The five heavenly books were transformed into Dao, clouds and clouds surged, and the majestic righteousness of Zhuxian gradually appeared in the sky.

The Ghost King raised his head arrogantly, looking up to the sky.

Ten years had passed so quietly and unintentionally. The King of Ghosts still remembered the earth-shattering beauty of this girl in white when she fought the ancient sword of Zhu Xian for life and death.

It turned out that when he completed the four-blood formation, she also managed to coexist with Zhu Xian's hostility.

It's just that, this time, it's not the ancient sword of Zhu Xian that she wants to fight with her life, but his four-blood array. With her thin figure alone, he really wants to see how long she can support, because she can't keep him in this place forever. Outside the barrier, he will kill all the people outside the Qingyun Mountain boundary.