Lu Qingshan was very fast, as fast as a ghost.
When he rushed into the team of demon cultivators, he was like a wolf among a flock of sheep.
Neither those sharp demonic soldiers nor the ferocious demonic energy could touch his body, and couldn't even slow down his speed.
Lu Qingshan was like a sharp arrow, easily piercing through the battle line of more than a hundred demon cultivators and sinking deep into the wood.
Wherever his seemingly slender sword passed, the powerful demons who were exerting their full strength to display their divine and demonic bodies were like eggs hit by a hammer, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
There was no expression on Lu Qingshan's face.
Continuous massacres had made him accustomed to killing.
The sword roars like thunder and its momentum is like a rainbow.
To be honest, Lu Qingshan had massacred hundreds of cities in the past thirteen days. Perhaps he still had some energy left, but the fatigue brought about by the continuous battles was unavoidable.
However, when he grasped the hilt of the sword to suppress demons again, his fatigue was swept away, and his spirit and determination instantly returned to his body.
The three flying swords roaming around his body were like three lightning bolts. Any powerful demons that came into contact with them would either explode and die tragically, or be blown away.
Only a few Three-cast Demon Lords were able to put up some resistance.
But Lu Qingshan was not satisfied.
He must deal with this group of demon cultivators as soon as possible.
If he fails to do so, it will greatly slow down his speed of breaking through the city, and may even attract the evil cultivators from Longcheng Pass.
Lu Qingshan swung the Demon Suppression Sword diagonally, cutting a seventh-grade demon cultivator who was trying to dodge in half, and increased his speed again. At the same time, he glanced at the Iron Siege and frowned slightly.
Seems a little too peaceful?
What Lu Qingshan didn't know was that at this moment in the City Lord's Mansion, the core of Iron Siege City, there was an ordinary-looking magician who was watching him sweeping across the armies. His wrinkled face did not reveal too much panic, but instead showed a smile with an ambiguous meaning.
He was not as strange, ferocious or burly as other demon cultivators, but the aura on his body was like a bottomless abyss, with no bottom to be seen at a glance.
Beside this demon cultivator stood two extremely old demon cultivators, wearing veils, with their faces covered and dark, with only two pairs of very bright and deep eyes visible.
The two demon cultivators were muttering something, their skinny fingers kept moving, and streams of gray gas were pouring out from their moving fingers.
In front of them was a black flower as big as a millstone and crystal clear.
As the gray gas poured in, the color of the black flower became darker and darker, until it turned purple.
"He must be the culprit who has been stirring up trouble in the area under my demon clan's command during this period of time." The ordinary-looking demon cultivator said as he looked at Lu Qingshan who was continuously slaying demons with astonishing efficiency above the sky.
Although Lu Qingshan was ruthless and killed everyone in every demon city, leaving no one alive, he would not allow the demon cultivators in the city to have the chance to spread any news.
But the fact that there is no news is itself extremely important news.
In just thirteen days, ninety-seven demon cities were slaughtered and contact was lost one after another. Even if the demons concentrated their forces on the front lines, they could not be so slow as to fail to notice the abnormality.
However, Lu Qingshan's speed was too fast. By the time they reacted, most of the battle line had been broken through by him.
However, precisely because of the pursuit of efficiency, Lu Qingshan's action path was clear at a glance. Naturally, the demons chose to concentrate their forces in the Iron Siege City and set up the Broken Sword situation.
"Priest Demon Lord..."
The demon cultivator known as the Priest Demon Lord waved his hand to interrupt the others' responses.
He seemed to just want to ask, but didn't want an answer, so he didn't need anyone else to respond, and immediately spoke again: "You continue."
The two demon cultivators obeyed the order and chanted the spell faster.
The evil energy that had been hanging over the Iron Walled City like a dark cloud had grown thicker again at some point.
"It's okay." The Priest Demon Lord looked up at the demonic energy and felt that it was almost done. A hint of tyranny flashed in his eyes, and he finally nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil spirit quickly dispersed like a black cloud, filling the sky and earth.
In the dark cloud formed by the demonic energy, there were countless lines wriggling, and faintly forming a blood-red eye.
With such a big commotion, it was impossible for Lu Qingshan not to notice it.
He subconsciously moved his gaze over, and his eyes met the bloody eyes.
With a bang.
Lu Qingshan suddenly felt like he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. His face turned pale and a huge wave rose in his sea of ​​consciousness. His figure suddenly became extremely heavy, no longer as light as before, and even his body became weak.
"What kind of method is this?" Lu Qingshan was horrified.
It's not a method of attacking with the soul, but it can ignore the [Dustless Fighting Room] he released and force it to act on him. This method is so strange that it's hard to imagine.
As his body became weaker, those demon cultivators who were originally terrified finally regrouped, gathered their courage, and surrounded him.
Seeing that the situation was becoming critical, Lu Qingshan had an idea and was ready to use the power of mountains and seas to offset the weakening of his combat power by this strange magic through explosion.
At this moment.
A clear light lit up from the outskirts of the battlefield, penetrated into the battlefield, and went straight into Lu Qingshan's body.
The clear light was like a stream of cool spring water, quickly flowing through Lu Qingshan's body, making him feel refreshed while also driving away the heavy feeling that was fettering his body.
The feeling of weakness left my body and my heavy figure became light again.
But that’s not the end.
Above the sky, seven stars suddenly lit up, each emitting a ray of starlight that projected down.
Seven rays of starlight converge at one point.
That point was exactly Lu Qingshan.
That is, at the moment when the seven starlights converged on his body, Lu Qingshan could clearly feel that his speed, strength, energy, recovery, explosive power, soul power and balance had increased greatly, and the speed of the flow of Yuanli became incomparably smoother.
He turned around suddenly and looked.
Lu Qingshan saw that a female cultivator appeared on the outskirts of the battlefield at some point.
The black hair swept across her gentle face, but could not hide her equally surprised expression.
The master of Shuiyue Temple.
Just as Lu Qingshan had never expected to meet the master of Shuiyue Temple here, the master of Shuiyue Temple also had no idea that he would see Lu Qingshan here.
Although he was surprised, the master of Shuiyue Temple immediately used his spiritual power to help Lu Qingshan when he saw him in trouble.
Two Ziwei spiritual arts, one to dispel Lu Qingshan's negative state, and one to bless him with seven stars to enhance Lu Qingshan's combat effectiveness.
Although the master of Shuiyue Temple has not reached the ninth realm, there is no doubt that she is one of the strongest spiritual practitioners in the eighth realm.
What kind of destructive power will be unleashed by a seventh-realm swordsman who is already unparalleled in attacking power, coupled with a top-notch "assistant" in the eighth realm?
Lu Qingshan gave his answer with his actions.
The moment he saw the master of Shuiyue Temple appear here, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. Then he quickly adjusted his posture and turned to look towards the center of the Iron Walled City.
At this time, he didn't know where the Priest Demon Lord was, but his intuition told him that the source of the strange magic just now should come from there.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan decided to solve the source first.
The sword energy spread out in all directions, forming a lotus, forcing the demon cultivators who had just surrounded them to retreat.
Immediately, Lu Qingshan shook off these evil cultivators and rushed towards the Iron Walled City.
The priest demon lord in the city became extremely violent because of this sudden change.
Since the magic has failed, Lu Qingshan still acts like this.
The violence in his heart drove him to decide to kill the man himself.
When Lu Qingshan was still thousands of feet away from the center of the Iron Wall City, the figure of the Priest Demon Lord floated into the air and appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.
The Priest Demon Lord's deep gaze fell on Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan also cast a glance over there.
Their eyes met.
In Lu Qingshan's sea of ​​consciousness, there were suddenly huge waves and it was shaking violently.
This made Lu Qingshan realize that the demon cultivator in front of him was an expert in the art of the soul.
——The demon in the heart.
Lu Qingshan's soul has always been his strong point. A soul in perfect soul realm is rare in the world. The ten-zhang domain of Abbot Tianxin makes his sea of ​​consciousness impregnable.
In the battle of the primordial spirit, Lu Qingshan has never suffered a loss.
No matter whether it is a spiritual practitioner known for his primordial spirit or inner demon, or a cultivator who is much higher in realm than him, none of them can defeat him here.
But now, there are actually demon cultivators in the world, and the realm is only the eighth level demon cultivator, who can actually suppress him with his soul? !
He is incredible.
Lu Qingshan simply didn’t believe that an ordinary eighth-grade demon cultivator could suppress him in this regard.
Therefore, the inner demon in front of him was not simple and was definitely not something that could be described as a three-cast demon lord. It was most likely that he was an extremely rare four-cast demon lord or above.
"Although it can suppress me, it is not enough to kill me." Lu Qingshan was horrified, but still full of confidence.
The Priest Demon Lord cannot kill him with his spirit, but he is confident that he can kill the Priest Demon Lord with the sword in his hand.
Lu Qingshan mobilized the energy in his body without hesitation, and despite the constant waves in his sea of ​​consciousness, he carried the sword domain and slammed into the Priest Demon Lord.
boom!
Black demonic energy spread, and a flower made of demonic energy blocked Lu Qingshan's path.
Two extremely powerful forces collided violently in the air.
It was like a firework of destruction exploding in the air. A huge shock wave swept across, and the iron-walled city below rolled like a dragon, with countless buildings collapsing.
As for the magic flower, it first rippled and then returned to its original state.
"Heh!" Upon seeing this, the Priest Demon Lord just snorted coldly, as if he had expected it.
The next moment, a powerful spiritual force traveled through the void that was invisible to the naked eye and shot towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan groaned and suffered a considerable impact in the collision.
He looked at the demonic flower standing in front of him and frowned slightly.
If he wanted to, he could break the magic flower formed by the evil energy with just a magic trick.
But Lu Qingshan couldn't do that.
First, the cooling time has not yet arrived, and second, even if he can use it, he will keep the Breaking Law because it is the most important magical power he has now, the only magical power he has that can affect the battle situation above the Ninth Realm, and it may be useful to him later.
Thinking this in his mind, Lu Qingshan mobilized his heart sword without hesitation.
An invisible small sword of the soul shot out from his sea of ​​consciousness and blasted towards the soul attack launched by the Priest Demon Lord.
Compared with the collision of Yuanli, the collision of Yuanshen force seems extremely dull and invisible to the naked eye, but it is even more dangerous.
It seemed as if nothing had happened, but blood inexplicably flowed from Lu Qingshan's mouth and nose.
In this battle of souls, Lu Qingshan was at a disadvantage.
The Priest Demon Lord smiled triumphantly.
That’s enough, one block and one attack are enough to kill Lu Qingshan.
"You bastard, you just killed some trash among our demon clan, and you really think you can do whatever you want?" He couldn't help but sneer.
But his smile only lasted for a short moment.
The next moment, Lu Qingshan's figure inexplicably disappeared from the spot, and was replaced by a emerald green flying sword.
When he appeared again, Lu Qingshan was already a hundred feet away.
It was not far, but it was enough for Lu Qingshan to overcome the obstruction of the magic flower.
【归】The word is secret.
Lu Qingshan, who had passed the magic flower through the secret of Gui Zi, finally had no more worries. His body merged into the sword light and stabbed straight at the Priest Demon Lord who was a thousand feet away and whose smile was still frozen on his face.
When the Priest Demon Lord saw Lu Qingshan coming so aggressively, he was horrified and shouted urgently.
The demonic energy in the sky rolled and surged again, trying to transform into a shield to block in front of him.
However, with the dual blessing of the sword domain and Ziwei spiritual art, Lu Qingshan's speed is not only the best in the Seventh Realm, but also rare even in the Eighth Realm.
He was like lightning, and before the shield was formed, he thrust the sword tip towards the forehead of the Priest Demon Lord.
It was thoroughly penetrated.
This demon lord, who was unknown whether he was the fourth or fifth cast, fell backwards, covering his bleeding forehead.
From this perspective, the divine body of the Priest Demon Lord is actually far less outstanding than his soul.
At the last moment before he lost consciousness and the scene in front of his eyes disappeared, the Priest Demon Lord heard a faint mockery from Lu Qingshan.
"You are easier to kill than trash."
Never talk too much if you can kill someone. This is the principle that Lu Qingshan has always followed.
The reason why he added another sentence to mock the dying person this time was because he was really angry.
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The strongest magic cultivator in Iron Siege City is dead, and the only variable has disappeared.
On Lu Qingshan's side, he suddenly had a helper at the eighth level of spiritual cultivation.
One gains while the other loses.
Faced with the combination of Lu Qingshan and the Master of Shuiyue Temple, the demon cultivators in Iron Siege City seemed a little confused, bewildered, and even a little panicked.
Even if Lu Qingshan was alone, he was able to slaughter the demon army at will when there was no priest demon lord to take action. What about now?
With the assistance of the master of Shuiyue Temple, Lu Qingshan was like a prehistoric giant crocodile in the water, while the demon cultivators became small shrimps.
No matter how many people there are, it is meaningless.
The real bloody massacre began.
From that moment on, the entire Iron Walled City was silent except for the panicked and terrified howls of the demons and the sounds of their bodies exploding.
Lu Qingshan first slaughtered the demon army that came out to fight, then blew up the city gate and massacred the city.
An escape technique with unmatched speed, an attack frequency that is difficult to see with the naked eye, a flying sword that is powerful enough to kill a seventh-grade demon cultivator in seconds, and an attack range that is terrifying enough to cover ten thousand miles.
Lu Qingshan, who possesses these four qualities, has become the nightmare of all the demon cultivators in Iron Walled City.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Lu Qingshan's figure hovered in the air. He looked down at the devastated Iron Siege City below where no one was left alive. Only then did the murderous intent in his heart subside.
The master of Shuiyue Temple swept forward and stopped beside Lu Qingshan.
The two looked at each other.
The master of Shuiyue Temple was silent for a moment, suppressed the horror in his heart about Lu Qingshan's just behavior, and spoke first.
"Qingshan, why are you here?"
Almost at the same time, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but ask.
"Master Shuiyue Temple, why are you here at this time?"
Naturally, the war in the Spirit Sea Tide could not end so quickly.
In this case, the master of Shuiyue Temple should not abandon the front battlefield and appear here.