This is what cultivating immortals is like

The clouds are like the sea, and the wind is like the waves.

The Sword Pillar Light Waterfall surges into the sky against the current, and with the force of thousands of swords, a magnificent sword lotus blooms high in the sky, which can withstand the pressing black claws.

The sword energy and demonic energy collided fiercely, stirring up the remaining clouds and rolling out the tide.

For a moment, the heaven and earth shook and roared, and the entire Xiaoqian Mountains wailed under the overwhelming power.

The mountain-protecting formation was in danger. It could not hold on for a moment before it was completely eroded by the exaggerated darkness. The blinding white mist dissipated. Looking around the world, there was a darkness of demonic mist with ghosts and shadows.

Clang! ! !

The sound of the sword sounded like a string, resonating across the sky.

A white light rises from the ground, and the edge penetrates the void, urging the sword lotus to expand and divide into thousands. A giant sword cuts and intersects, shooting the black claws into chaff in the blink of an eye.

The rolling black tide dissipated, and the scenery on Xiaoqian Mountain became clear.

But the mountains and forests collapsed, the earth and rocks collapsed, and sword marks like chasms were carved on the mountain, with cracks extending in all directions.

On the left and right, black and white confront each other.

A group of people in black clothes lined up side by side, forming a dragon with all their strength, twisting the void and restlessly.

Looking from a distance, it seems that a black dragon rises from its sleep, breaks the seal and comes out. Once it ends its long sleep for ten thousand years, the heaven and earth will shake when it comes out, and there will be natural disasters in the world.

There were only a few people in white clothes, and they were all children under a hundred years old, and their aura was obviously much weaker.

He Yuluo looked around and couldn't help but lick his lips: "As expected of Hengxue Liushen, the Chang family has been inherited for thousands of years, and his methods are really good. I want your head."

After saying this, he waved his hand and issued an order. There was no need to chase the stray soldiers, and the soldiers formed a formation. He wanted to behead the traitor with his own hands.

He Yuluo took off the sword from his waist and strode towards Bai Yi. His murderous aura stirred up the wind, thunder and lightning, and brought in the strong wind and air current. He was a powerful physical practitioner who entered the Tao through martial arts.

On the white-clothed side, Chang Qingyu was the strongest. He sensed that his opponent's Dzogchen's strength in the combined stage was on par with his own, and he couldn't help but secretly say that it was troublesome.

Qin Tianjian has seven killing orders, five fighting talismans, three-day seals, and big tablet curses. He Yuluo is so powerful at the bottom of the ranking. What about his minions above him?

Suddenly, the pressure skyrocketed.

A quick victory, if it takes too long, no one will be able to leave!

"I'll stay to stop this person. You find an opportunity to leave. Don't go to the stronghold. Split up and evacuate towards the Kunlun Mountains." Chang Qingyu held Qingfeng in his hand and sent a message to the white clothes beside him.

The four of them felt relieved after hearing this. They were no longer able to resist He Yuluo's pressure and slowly retreated towards the rear.

Lu Bei stood on the same spot. Because of his proximity, he was protected by Chang Qingyu from the wave of demonic energy. Now that the Ni Bodhisattva was crossing the river, he could not protect himself. The four white-clothed men did not intend to take him away with him.

boom! ! !

The phantom of the big sword condensed in the sky, shaking the wind and thunder, and the stream of light rain came straight down with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth. It exploded with sound and roar all the way, and slashed at He Yuluo with murderous intent.

The latter has an elegant figure but a violent and fierce fighting style.

He howled wildly, and his fist rushed out, like thunder like a cannon. His fist power was enough to shake the heaven and earth, causing the flow of light to reverse, destroying the shadow of the giant sword. The remaining power continued, and the sword light rolled up like a waterfall.

One blow shattered the sky, and He Yuluo was like a black electric light. In an instant, he was in front of Chang Qingyu. His right hands formed a knife, shattering the strong wind and slashing down.

The black light shot straight into the sky, like a big knife cutting through the mountains. The surging wind pressure spread in all directions, exploding the mountains and cracking the ground, and splashing countless mud, water and gravel.

At the end of the far sky, the void twisted endlessly, shooting out spider web cracks.

Amidst the roar, the sword light in Chang Qingyu's eyes skyrocketed, and the three-foot green front opened the white curtain, pouring down like the mercury of the Milky Way, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and instantly drowned He Yuluo who was close at hand.

Succeeded?

After hitting the target with one blow, Chang Qingyu retreated violently.

His spiritual sense sensed the huge mouth of the sunken abyss of the earth, and he didn't believe that He Yuluo was defeated by her sword.

Lu Bei raised his eyebrows. The young man had a good figure and was quite strong.

Suddenly, sound waves roared, and a hundred-foot fist mark crossed the sky.

Under the majestic force, the air seemed to turn into water, causing ripples to spread. The next second, the water turned into a mirror, crackling and breaking, exposing the darkness of the void.

The edge of darkness seemed to have split the sky and the earth, pressing down on one side of the world and pushing it out.

The fist points, the violent pressure is released without restraint, but the power of the three-foot cold light remains unabated, opening the curtain of darkness and heading straight for the fist seal.

When the two powerful forces clashed, the air flow turned into wind dragons and earth dragons, and stretched down. Xiao Qianshan, which was already in danger, was severely damaged, and half of its waist was wiped out.

Two figures were fighting each other in the dust and mist.

Time slowed down for a moment, and it could be seen that the sword light was like rain, hitting He Yuluo's vitals like raindrops.

He Yuluo didn't care at all, he moved his fists with both hands, and violent attacks shook the void again and again.

Lu Bei: "..."

A cup of tea, I haven’t seen you for a while, why is Senior Sister Shao so angry?

Obviously the last time we met, he fell down instantly.

After fighting for a long time, He Yuluo gradually lost patience. With a sweep of his arms, his fingertips slid down the three-foot green edge. When the sword edge touched his heart, he raised his two fingers together, clamped the sword edge as solid as a rock and moved. No.

"Break!"

The physical body is strong and strong, and the two fingers have been tempered thousands of times, which are no worse than the diamond rock. Then he suddenly exerts force and bends the three-foot green edge to form an extremely exaggerated arc.

But that was it, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break this gorgeous female sword.

magic weapon!

He Yuluo's expression changed and he just walked away without thinking too much.

Chang Qingyu had a joking look on his face, the sword light was hidden deep in his eyes, and the three-foot green sharp edge shot out endless sword blades.

The beam of light tangled around He Yuluo's limbs and bones. Under his horrified gaze, the air was so thick at this moment that it was difficult to breathe.

"cut!"

The sword light expanded into a ball, and thousands of light blades cut repeatedly, removing bones and cutting flesh one after another, killing He Yuluo until He Yuluo screamed in agony.

When the sword light dissipated, only a bloody skeleton was left in place.

呲呲呲————

Before Chang Qingyu could kill them all, the skeleton raised a large cloud of white smoke, and a black light shone from the sky, lifting flesh and bones from the dead, forcefully dragging He Yuluo out of his precarious state.

full HP resurrection!

Lu Bei let out a sigh and looked up at the sky. The black light came suddenly and was definitely not He Yuluo's own magical power.

In just one second, He Yuluo, who was half-dead and whose soul was riddled with holes, was revived...

Apart from the lack of clothes, there is almost no fault to be found.

Zhao Qin Qin Tian Jian really has something.

This reminded Lu Bei of Wu Zhou's Xuanyin Division. In comparison, Lao Zhu's family was simply...

Forget it, let’s not compete. After all, Xuanyinsi was trained by his godmother. Not only does he receive salary + perfect attendance bonus every month, but the eldest brother is also in the fish and meat village.

boom! boom! boom!

Four figures landed on the ground, sinking into deep pits like cannonballs and raising large amounts of dust.

It wasn't that he was very loyal and wanted to go together. Seeing that Chang Qingyu was defeated, he went back to support him, but it was that someone more fierce came from behind.

Chang Qingyu's face was ashen as he looked at the four deformed companions. His mind swept over them and saw a figure standing in the sky.

Uh-huh!

A man in black and brocade robes appeared, his feet falling silently, beside He Yuluo.

This is a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and a graceful demeanor. His bookish aroma is mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness. At first glance, he appears to be a magnanimous and positive person.

Jintong.

Qin Tianjian, five fighting talismans.

"I pay my respects to you, Your Majesty!"

He Yuluo bowed down and took out a black robe and hurriedly put it on his body.

Jin Tong nodded and did not blame He Yuluo for underestimating the enemy and almost losing his life. He gave an order in a cold voice: "The Chang family bandits want to live, not to be killed."

"Subordinates take orders."

He Yuluo tightened his black robe and managed to save himself a bit of embarrassment. He looked at Chang Qingyu with a sinister look on his face and made a clicking sound with his fingers.

After a cup of tea.

Chang Qingyu fell to the ground, his head bruised and bleeding, and half of his beautiful face was red.

She slowly stood up with her Qingfeng, looked at He Yuluo and Jin Tong, and saw that the enemy had strong soldiers and horses, and then looked at her four seriously injured and dying companions, but she saw that she had no generals available.

It is inevitable to win, the situation is already clear.

A mere fatal injury is not fatal to a monk in the integration stage like Chang Qingyu. As long as the soul is intact, the physical body can be recovered even if the body is gone.

The key was a blow to her faith. She couldn't see any hope of winning, so she held the Qingfeng in her hand and tried to figure out how to walk more decently.

"The name of Hengxueliu God is spread all over the world, and King Yan also admires him very much. The Chang family and Qin Tianjian have never been enemies. When King Yan puts things right, the Chang family can still exist in Zhaoqin." It seems that he has seen through Chang Qingyu's thoughts. , Jin Tong spoke slowly.

As he spoke, black light surged in his eyes, as if demonic thoughts were bewitching people's hearts. Chang Qingyu's will was shaken, and the hand holding the sword slowly dropped.

"untie!"

She groaned, her plump chest heaving violently like a blower, one of her eyes was stained with blood, and she held her sword in front of her.

"Qin Tianjian shouldn't talk so much nonsense, but King Yan's southern front is in a tight situation, so why do you and his minions welcome people with smiles?"

"Stubborn."

Jin Tong snorted coldly. Upon seeing this, He Yuluo held up a large black seal and raised it high above his head.

Seeing this, a row of people in black clothes put their hands together in a seal and spread out formations at their feet.

The black mist surged, and an invisible demon statue rose from the ground. Its robes danced, its sleeves fluttered in the wind, and clusters of demonic thoughts turned into mist, surging down like a tidal wave.

At the target position, Chang Qingyu held a three-foot green blade in his hand, opening the curtain of sword power and struggling to resist the madness of the demonic energy.

One person protected four companions, and after only holding on for a few breaths, he was completely submerged in the darkness.

The demonic tide swept across the earth, and everything in its path lost its original intention. Not to mention the monks, even the flowers and plants became extremely strange because they were covered with black light.

Chang Qingyu's eyes turned black, his pupils were red and glowing, the black tendons on the five fingers holding the sword hilt were stretched, and his whole body was trembling in a final fight against the evil thoughts.

As for the four people in white, they are so dark and colorful at the moment that it’s okay not to mention them.

"Bring people..."

Jin Tong ordered, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and looked behind Chang Qingyu intently.

When he entered his eyes, he saw a blind old man with disheveled hair carrying a sword box on his back. Looking at his gray eyes, you could tell that he had not been swallowed up by the evil thoughts.

Refining the Void Realm?

impossible!

"Who are you?"

He Yuluo was also shocked to realize something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

He and Chang Qingyu fought for a long time, and the void was broken and healed several times. Not to mention a monk in the Void Refining Realm, even in the ordinary integration stage, he would die hundreds of times.

Also, he had actually ignored such a big living person on the battlefield until now, not paying attention to him several times...

has a problem!

"The Wuliang Sword Sect, Tian Mingzi."

"The Infinite Sword Sect..."

He Yuluo pulled out the arrest warrant and was stunned: "Impossible, the Wuliang Sword Sect has died. Who are you?"

"Um?!"

The veins on Lu Bei's face were clearly visible, his gray-white eyes were filled with sword light, and his beard was as angry as flames.

He raised his hand and unhooked the sword case, and a bang shook the cracks in the spider web.

The sword box opened, sweeping away the dark tide, and swallowing the demonic thoughts like a nemesis.

Immediately afterwards, a black iron sword was slowly pulled out.

"you,

Are you saying that the Infinite Sword Sect is dead? "