At the end of the demon camp, the withered dragon demon commander was suspended above the black demon flower, looking sure of victory, proud and relaxed.
The human race in the Eastern Region has a total of seventeen small and medium-sized city gates on the battlefield outside the region, but only three of them can be called medium-sized city gates.
Beihe Pass is one of them.
Compared with Luoyan Pass, Beihe Pass is not only larger in scale, but also the city pass farthest from Yumen Pass.
It is like an arrow, a bridgehead, piercing straight into the demon clan's sphere of influence.
It is also for this reason that the city defense formation of Beihe Pass is also set up to be extremely powerful.
It is precisely because of the city defense formation that was set up with tremendous effort that Beihe Pass has always been impregnable despite having experienced many battles over the years.
Out of fear for the Beihe Pass defense formation, the Demon Lord specially approved them to bring three black magic flowers with them this time.
You know, just like the human race’s formation cannot be moved once it is set up, the Black Magic Flower actually has similar restrictions.
Once planted, it will take root deeply.
The Black Magic Flower cannot be moved unless it is forcibly separated from its roots.
This time they brought the Black Magic Flower out. In addition to using the lives of three seventh-grade spirit demons as nutrients for the Black Magic Flower to bloom, the Black Magic Flower would also wither quickly because it was separated from its roots.
In other words, the demons are using the black magic flower, which is the foundation of the city, as a disposable consumable.
This shows how strong his determination was to capture Beihe Pass.
At this time.
The high-spirited Demon Marshal Kulong suddenly raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids in surprise, and looked towards the direction of Yumen Pass.
There, a sword light shot up into the sky, and in just a moment, it had broken through the light shield of the Beihe Formation.
The withered dragon demon commander was startled at first, and then he felt a strong sense of absurdity in his heart, "One person, charging into the battle?"
The Black Magic Flower was originally an open conspiracy.
The monks of Beihe Pass can either fight to the death, choose to charge into the formation to destroy the flowers, and then die on the way to charge, or stay in the protection of the Beihe formation, waiting for the moment when the formation is broken.
One dies early, the other dies late.
It's a dead end, it all depends on what the human cultivators choose.
Demon Marshal Kulong thought of both possibilities, but he never expected that Beihe Pass would finally send out a cultivator to charge into the formation.
What is this for?
At the moment when the withered dragon demon commander found it extremely ridiculous, his heart was suddenly shaken.
Because, across a long distance, across a demonic tide consisting of more than three thousand seventh-grade demon cultivators, his eyes met Lu Qingshan's gaze.
What kind of eyes are those?
It was dark and deep, and contained an indescribable indifference, self-confidence, and a murderous intent that was determined to win.
At this moment, the Demon Marshal Kulong even had a feeling that he would die at the hands of this man in the next moment, and an ominous premonition inexplicably arose in his heart.
"How ridiculous, how ridiculous! There are more than three thousand demon cultivators between him and me, and I have three black magic flowers protecting me. How could he kill me? I'm afraid it's just a fantasy for him to come to me." Then, he quickly shook his head and said secretly.
“And let’s not talk about anything else. Even if he can kill him in front of me, so what? When have I, Ku Long, ever been afraid of human cultivators? Unless he reaches the eighth realm, which human cultivator can defeat me?” Just when the Ku Long Demon Marshal was about to completely dispel the inexplicable chill in his heart, he suddenly saw that something unexpected had happened at Beihe Pass, and a great force was surging.
The sound of "dong dong dong" inexplicably resounded throughout the world.
Outside Beihe Pass.
The moment he rushed out of the light curtain, the coldness in Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly intensified.
As soon as he clenched his palms, light burst out immediately, as if a pen from heaven and earth was dancing in his palm and writing rapidly.
An extremely mysterious and obscure rune appeared on his palm.
That is the rune of the power of mountains and seas.
"Guixu." He whispered softly.
Mysterious runes emerged, and Lu Qingshan gently clapped his palms downwards.
An extremely strange wave, centered on his body, spread out in all directions like lightning.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
As the strange wave spread rapidly, everyone could clearly see that the vast land outside Beihe Pass began to crack at a strange speed, and cracks appeared one after another.
The cracks in the cracked earth stretch as far as the eye can see, and it stretches for thousands of miles.
Click, click.
In a short moment, the originally flat land became a mess and torn into pieces, as if it had suffered a huge destruction.
All the vitality of this land has been sucked away.
Absorbed by Lu Qingshan!
The withered dragon demon commander breathed rapidly, his eyes focused in shock on the figure floating above Beihe Pass.
"It's... him!" At this moment, a strong murderous intent surged in his heart, and a look of fanatical excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Young Master of the Sword Sect..."
Seeing this familiar scene in Yumo City, Demon Marshal Kulong finally reacted. This person should be the young master of the Sword Sect who massacred the city with the sixth realm cultivation level mentioned by the cultivators of Yumo City.
If we can kill the Young Master of the Sword Sect outside Beihe Pass today, and break through Beihe Pass as well, what an amazing and great achievement that would be!
"After searching high and low for something, I finally found it without any effort. God really gave me such a big surprise!" The eyes of the Demon Marshal Kulong were bright, and he finally understood why there would be a cultivator who dared to charge into the battle alone.
It turned out to be the young master of the Sword Sect who once attacked the city alone.
But so what?
In such a large-scale battle, no matter how powerful a sixth-level cultivator is, he will definitely not be able to change the situation!
…
Beneath the earth, tremendous energy surged into the sky, converging towards the thin figure in the sky.
Within a thousand miles of land, all life force was devoured by Lu Qingshan.
This is the horror of the Guixu Sutra.
Lu Qingshan's robe fluttered, and with the power of mountains and seas, the terrifying fluctuations emanating from his body were enough to shock everyone.
He stood upright, his bright and sharp eyes like a sword, shooting straight at the withered dragon demon commander in the distance.
“Not enough.”
Lu Qingshan is confident, but not arrogant.
There are more than 3,000 seventh-grade demon cultivators in the ravine, and only one person charges into the formation, which means he will not have any room to breathe.
Because, if they stop for even a moment, they will be surrounded by the evil cultivators and then trapped to death.
In other words, he only had one chance to survive.
Since we only have one breath left, we must take it all in!
"Move fast as a dart."
Lu Qingshan silently recited the Three Karma Assembly in his heart.
"Forget River, unite!"
Immediately.
A beam of faint blue light shot out from his body, suspended in the air, and hovered in front of him.
The Sword of Oblivion.
The next moment, a cold light as bright as ice crystals suddenly surged out from the body of the Wangchuan sword, sweeping across like a storm.
The power to destroy the world erupted.
Behind Lu Qingshan, an extremely spectacular soul shadow is emerging.
It was a vast river, but it was as desolate as hell.
That is the Forgotten River.
Above the river, a hazy figure shrouded in yellow mist appeared, but others could not see it clearly.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic voice from heaven and earth rang out and reached the ears of all the monks in Beihe Pass, causing them to tremble all over and be extremely shocked.
"I am Gu Yiyi, and I shall kill all the enemies in the world!"
There was also a joyful cheer that rang out in Lu Qingshan's mind, "After such a long wait, it is finally my turn to show myself before the world!"
Gu Yiyi's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
At this moment, the soul shadow directly merged into Lu Qingshan's body.
That terrifying power was then transferred to Lu Qingshan.
The power of mountains and seas combined with the Bing Zi Jue: Wangchuan, made Lu Qingshan at this moment like a scorching sun, shining with endless light.
He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the unprecedented enormous power in his body.
That was a divine power even more powerful than the one he had at his peak in his previous life.
One is the unique skill of the ancient human race, and the other is the most powerful secret attack method of the demon race.
To a certain extent, Lu Qingshan at this time has combined the power of both humans and demons in himself.
In a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he was extremely satisfied with how powerful he was at the moment.
It sounds like a long time, but in fact, it only took Lu Qingshan less than a breath of time to perform the two secret techniques.
call!
Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, and his eyes, which were already extremely bright and sharp, became even more dazzling at this moment.
A blazing red sword light shot out from his body.
Boom!
The dragon bird shot out with extremely terrifying pressure, heading directly towards...
The withered dragon demon commander!
Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared from the spot at the moment the dragon bird shot out, and merged into one with the sword light transformed by the dragon bird.
Invisible sword escape.
The bright sword light suddenly rushed out with Lu Qingshan.
Wherever the sword light passed, the air surged to both sides, forming a gully visible to the naked eye.
The speed of the sword light was so amazing that everyone could only see a streak of light passing through their pupils.
The sword light, like lightning, directly caused a cloud explosion, which instantly faded away and rubbed against the void.
It was an indescribable shock.
“Stop him!”
The withered dragon demon commander shouted.
Without any need for his orders, those demon cultivators immediately changed their offensive.
The demonic energy and magical fluctuations in the sky were already covering Lu Qingshan, leaving no way to avoid them, and he was submerged in an instant.
At this moment, all the monks from Beihe Pass within the light curtain showed expressions of despair, and Xu Xi's eyes dimmed and his face looked as pale as death.
Everyone knew that the sword cultivator was the best at charging into the formation.
But why was it Wu Yan, a physical cultivator, who led the charge just now?
That's the reason.
When the difference in the number of people on both sides is too great, the enemy's spells can completely overwhelm their own side in an instant.
Everyone knows that sword cultivators have weak bodies.
Being overwhelmed by so many secret techniques of the demon clan, even few physical cultivators can withstand it, let alone sword cultivators?
In the view of the monks of Beihe Pass, Lu Qingshan, who was overwhelmed by the offensive of the demon cultivators, must be dead.
They seemed to have lost their breath, their eyes were bloodshot, and they looked very sad.
When Lu Qingshan just used the power of mountains and seas , they felt a glimmer of hope in their hearts for a moment.
But this hope only lasted for a moment before it was swallowed up.
"Wait, what is that?!" Xu Xi's face was gloomy, but his eyes were staring unwillingly at the place where Lu Qingshan's figure was submerged.
Therefore, he was the first monk from Beihe Pass to discover the abnormality.
There, there was a flash of golden light.
Xu Xi exclaimed subconsciously.
His voice attracted the attention of others, causing the monks of Beihe Pass to quickly turn their attention over.
The next moment, the pupils of the monks at Beihe Pass dilated and looked frightened.
There, a figure wrapped in golden light broke through the air and rushed out of the sky full of demonic powers and spells.
Within the golden light, Lu Qingshan's body was as crystal clear as jade.
His skin was covered with a jade-like luster, and there was a strange mysterious power flowing on his body.
"The room is dust-free!" Lu Qingshan murmured.
At the moment when many demon cultivators of the demon clan launched an attack on him, he released the magical powers from the God Transformation Chapter of the Great Xia Sutra.
【Dust-free room】
Description: I am alone in the desolate room, with a pure and dust-free heart.
A ten-foot area is generated around the body, which lasts for a certain period of time. Within the area, nothing can invade.
A faint wave of light emanated from Lu Qingshan's body, and then formed a light shield as small as an eggshell, completely and airtightly covering his body.
Although the light shield is small, it is extraordinary and strange, emitting mysterious avenue fluctuations, forming a world of its own and isolating itself from the outside world.
All kinds of magical powers and spells cast by the seventh-grade demon cultivator, even though they were as surging as the tide and constantly flowing, when they fell on Lu Qingshan, they all dissipated outside the light shield and could not hurt him at all.
Supernatural powers are ineffective, and all laws cannot invade!
Of course, the energy consumption to resist such continuous spells and maintain a dust-free area of ​​ten feet in the small room is also astonishingly large.
Lu Qingshan could clearly feel that the powerful Yuan force in his body and the infinite vitality swallowed by the power of mountains and seas were madly dissipating, as exaggerated as opening a floodgate to release a flood.
The first effort is strong, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted.
Lu Qingshan didn't dare to stop, nor could he stop.
Since you have chosen to charge, there is only one way to go. You will either die of exhaustion on the way or rush in front of the Demon Marshal Kulong. There is no way to retreat or stop.
The Yuan Power in his body surged, and the speed of the dragon bird began to increase dramatically again, whizzing past.
The speed is so fast, almost like teleportation.
The maximum moving distance of the Invisible Sword Escape is only a thousand feet.
But at this time, Lu Qingshan had already moved more than a thousand feet, but he still had not withdrawn from the state of invisible sword escape.
Lu Qingshan has already broken through the limits of his own swordsmanship, and has gradually comprehended the essence of the unity of body and sword.
At this moment, he turned into a flying sword, constantly spinning and causing a tornado, as if he was going to break through the sky and shoot towards the Withered Dragon Demon Marshal.
The pupils of the Demon Marshal Kulong shrank, and he stared at Lu Qingshan, who had already merged with the sword light, and at the sword light that was rushing towards him like a comet.
The sword light was reflected in his eyes and was also deeply imprinted in his heart.
When the sound of sword energy and thunder resounded through the sky, dozens of demon cultivators who were good at close combat immediately used their respective divine and demonic bodies to block the path of the flying sword, trying to stop the dragon bird with their physical strength.
"Die!" Lu Qingshan's indifferent voice came from the sword light.
In an instant, the sword light transformed by the dragon bird collided with the dozens of demon cultivators.
The roar was so loud that the heaven and earth seemed to be shaking.
Those dozens of seventh-grade demon cultivators, each of them had a divine and demonic body with amazing defensive power, but when they came into contact with the Dragon Bird, they were all vulnerable.
puff!
The sword light went straight through the chest of the first seventh-grade demon cultivator, and then went through the chest of the next demon cultivator as well.
In this way, he passed nearly ten demon cultivators in a row, and the body of the first demon cultivator suddenly exploded, broke into pieces, and turned into a ball of blood mist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Balls of blood mist transformed by the demon cultivators exploded in the air, like a bloody firework display.
Wherever the sword light passes, everything will be destroyed.
Cleanly and neatly, without any delay, Lu Qingshan shuttled through dozens of demon cultivators who were good at close combat, and went straight for the Demon Marshal Kulong and the Black Demon Flower.
His figure rushed out from the blood mist like lightning and thunder.
Boom boom boom!
The sonic boom caused by the flying sword was even more earth-shaking.
Lu Qingshan marched forward courageously, heading straight for the Demon Commander Kulong.
At this moment, he was only one mile away from the Withered Dragon Demon Marshal.
So close.
One breath can swallow three thousand miles, and one sword can go straight through three thousand cultivators!