Outside Beihe Pass.
As soon as the duration of the Bing Zi Jue was over, Long Que had already left Lu Qingshan's body.
As soon as the dragon bird appeared, Lu Qingshan reached out and grasped its hilt.
He changed the sword he was holding from Wangchuan to Longque.
The next moment, Lu Qingshan thrust out a sword.
On the blazing red blade of the Dragon Bird Sword, golden dragon and phoenix-shaped patterns shone.
Dragon Bird: Dragon Breath.
Dragon Bird: Phoenix cry.
These are the two attacking abilities of the Dragon Bird, and they are extremely powerful.
More importantly, to activate these two magical powers, it is the power of the dragon bird itself that is utilized, and it does not require the consumption of Lu Qingshan's energy.
For Lu Qingshan, whose energy was almost exhausted at this moment, this undoubtedly solved his urgent problem.
The reason why he was so crazy and used all his strength was just to break the courage of the demon cultivators to resist.
A red light shone above the dragon bird, and a shocking dragon roar accompanied by a clear phoenix cry resounded.
The next moment, the blue dragon soul shadow and the fire phoenix phoenix formed by flames flew out of the sword.
Dragons and snakes fly, and phoenixes sing in the sky.
Two soul shadows swept towards the demon cultivator in front of them. Their power was extremely strong, burning the void.
The azure dragon is perched, the phoenix is ​​flying, and the divine power is overwhelming.
roar!
Chant!
The ancient and solemn roar of dragon and cry of phoenix sounded together.
Flames rose up along with the sword light.
The sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the shadow of the dragon bird seemed to turn this place into a world of fire.
The flames roared past.
In an instant, the bodies of those seventh-grade demon cultivators who were affected by the flames turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
In a matter of moments, the two dragon and phoenix souls cut a bloody path, and wherever they passed, the scorching temperature lingered for a long time.
What made the demon cultivators even more horrified was that this was another method that Lu Qingshan had never used before.
Sword Qi Creature, Yellow Spring Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Secret Sword: Autumn Frost Condensation, Falling Star...
And then to the two dragon and bird magical powers today.
Lu Qingshan's moves seem endless, and every move is terrifying, enough to clear the field.
At this moment, the demon cultivators around Lu Qingshan, who were shocked by the aftermath of the dragon's breath and the phoenix's cry, were trying their best to resist the power of the dragon and bird's magical powers.
After burning more than twenty demon cultivators to ashes, the two soul shadows composed of flames finally exhausted their own divine power and gradually faded away, giving these demon cultivators a little breathing time.
But in this precious short breathing time, these demon cultivators turned pale and did not take the opportunity to launch another attack on Lu Qingshan. Instead, they fled to the periphery in great fear.
They were extremely nervous and almost panicked, fearing that Lu Qingshan would chase them from behind.
Lu Qingshan actually thought that every time he killed a demon cultivator, he would gain a huge amount of experience points.
But now, even with his powerful magic power, he has reached the end of his rope.
If these demon cultivators have not been frightened by him and lost their courage by now, then he will be the one in trouble.
but……
The ending is decided!
Like a chain reaction.
Lu Qingshan's position was already very close to the center of the battlefield.
At this moment, these demon cultivators fled outside one after another. Perhaps they did not necessarily want to escape from the battlefield, but just wanted to stay away from Lu Qingshan temporarily.
But from the perspective of the demon cultivators outside, their companions had already started to escape.
After Xuan Du's death, there was no one in the demon cultivation camp who could stand up and take command of the overall situation.
The demon cultivators had been feeling very confused, and when they suddenly saw a large number of demon cultivators starting to escape, they almost subconsciously followed suit and fled .
This is what large battles with large numbers of people are like.
Most people focus their attention on their opponents and can only pay attention to the situation around them, but are completely unaware of the overall situation and trends of the entire battlefield .
This requires a general to take charge of the overall situation and give direction to the "soldiers".
This is why the commander-in-chief is often so important in war.
There must be someone who is able to see the overall situation and direct the army to attack, defend, or retreat.
Although the wars of monks are obviously different from ordinary wars, the differences are more reflected in the level of strength. At the strategic level, the principles are mostly the same.
If Xuan Du was still here at this moment, as long as he did not give the order to retreat, the demon cultivators would have to grit their teeth and hold on even if they lacked courage.
But the problem is, this is just if.
"The situation must have collapsed, otherwise why would they run away?"
"They all ran away. If we don't run away, won't we just wait to die?"
"The law does not punish everyone, and I'm not the only one who ran away..."
This is what most demon cultivators think nowadays.
Therefore, what was originally just a few dozen demon cultivators fleeing from Lu Qingshan, almost in the blink of an eye, turned into a situation where all the demon cultivators were defeated and fled in all directions.
In fact, an army of monks that had no training and were simply gathered together to form a team to go to war, in most cases, was far less disciplined than a well-trained secular army.
This is an inevitable situation.
——For a monk who wants to pursue personal great power, it is unrealistic to follow strict military orders like ordinary people.
Even now, there were still more than two thousand demon cultivators left. They were trembling and panicking. They looked at Lu Qingshan with fear, then scattered like birds and fled.
While they were scrambling to escape, the more than 800 monks who rushed out of Beihe Pass were all filled with murderous intent.
However, they did not chase after him immediately, but turned their attention to Lu Qingshan, waiting for Lu Qingshan's decision.
At this time, Lu Qingshan was standing in the center of the entire battlefield.
He was dressed in black, had black hair, and held a dragon bird in his hand. The Forgotten River and peach blossoms were wandering around him.
His thin figure gives people the feeling of a mountain. Just standing there, he makes people feel extremely reliable.
Lu Qingshan looked around at the tired Beiheguan monks, and after a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.
Naturally, he was unwilling to give up this opportunity to strike hard at the enemy, but the current situation was such that one should not pursue a desperate enemy.
After two days of defending the city, the condition of the monks at Beihe Pass was actually very worrying.
Including Lu Qingshan himself, the energy in his body is less than 10%. His dantian, which used to be filled with surging energy, now has only a shallow puddle of energy left.
Although the demon cultivators are now fleeing in all directions, their situation is actually much better than theirs. It's just that they have lost their courage and have no desire to fight.
But if they really insist on chasing and killing them, facing the life-and-death crisis, the demon cultivators will certainly fight back desperately, and it is hard to say who will live and who will die at that time.
Even though the monks at Beihe Pass felt somewhat unwilling, they were also aware of their current situation. Furthermore, since Lu Qingshan had spoken so, they finally allowed the demon cultivators to escape.
In just a moment, the previously noisy battlefield was left with only human monks.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on Lu Qingshan, and the excitement in their hearts was beyond words.
It was not until now that they suddenly reacted.
Beihe Pass... was defended?!
Yes, it really was kept.
It is no exaggeration to say that 99% of the credit for all this should be attributed to Lu Qingshan.
"Lu Qingshan, Lu Qingshan... After this battle, no one will question Lu Qingshan's identity and status as the Young Master of the Sword Sect!"
When the monk from Beiheguan recalled his experiences over the past two days, he felt his head buzzing.
They had been shocked from the inside out by Lu Qingshan's amazing performance time and time again, and would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Among the crowd, the sword cultivator Xu Xi, whose eyes had just been healed, was the most difficult to control. Somehow, he suddenly used up all his remaining strength and shouted with strong emotion:
"Lu Shaozong!"
The three simplest words represent the deepest things and can best express the feelings in his heart.
He wanted to shout out "Lu Shaozong" from the bottom of his heart!
Xu Xi's involuntary call of "Zong Shaozong Lu" made all the monks from Beihe Pass present stunned for a moment.
It's like the quiet before the storm.
The next moment, cheers rang out one after another.
"Lu Shaozong!"
"Lu Shaozong!"
"Lu Shaozong!!"
Not only the eight hundred seventh-level cultivators who rushed out of Beihe Pass were shouting, but all the cultivators within Beihe Pass were shouting like this.
The three words "Lu Shaozong" echoed in the sky above Beihe Pass today and lasted for a long time.
…
Five hundred miles away from Beihe Pass.
Rays of light whizzed across the sky.
The reinforcements from Yumen Pass finally arrived.
"Beihe Pass is ahead. We are very likely to encounter demons next. Everyone be careful." Li Xixing, the leading Sword Sect cultivator, shouted loudly.
If Beihe Pass had fallen as he expected, then Beihe Pass would now be the territory of the demons, and they must be extremely careful.
"Understood!" others responded.
"What is going on?" Li Xixing frowned slightly, looked at the ground below, and felt a bad feeling in his heart.
Since they approached the Beihe Pass area thousands of miles away, they discovered that the land here was strangely dry and cracked for some unknown reason, and the cracks spread everywhere like spider webs, just like a ghost den.
What is even more horrifying is that there is no grass growing on these cracked lands. They have lost all vitality, as if they had been ravaged by some evil magic.
This is too horrible.
"Is this a method used by the demons?"
As he was thinking this, his ears suddenly moved slightly and he heard some strange sounds.
Like cheers.
"What's that sound?"
"It seems to be coming from the direction of Beihe Pass..."
Li Xixing raised his inner vigilance to the highest level.
At this time, as they got closer to Beihe Pass, those strange sounds gradually became clearer.
"land……"
"Master Lu..."
"Lu Shaozong!"
Finally , Li Xixing heard the cheers clearly.
“What is this...?!” Li Xixing was stunned, then he was shocked, as if he realized something.
His pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly sped up with the monks and headed straight for Beihe Pass.
A moment later.
Beihe Pass finally came into their sight.
The next moment, Li Xixing and all the seventh-level cultivators he brought with him were breathing rapidly, and at this moment, bursts of exclamations of disbelief were heard.
In the sky above the Beihe Pass battlefield, a figure stood there. He had a calm expression, his temperament was as sharp as a sword, and a hint of fatigue could be seen on his handsome face.
Surrounding that figure was an endless sea of ​​people.
In the sea of ​​people, every face was filled with enthusiasm and excitement, and they looked at the figure with great reverence.
"Lu Shaozong!"
A thunderous sound came out from these people's mouths, echoing between heaven and earth, and even reaching hundreds of miles away.
As a swordsman from the Sword Sect, Li Xixing naturally recognized the origin of the figure at a glance.
It was the new young master of their Sword Sect, Lu Qingshan.
But this did not resolve his doubts.
"Beihe Pass...didn't fall?"
"What on earth is going on here?"
"…What on earth did he do?"
…
Wu Jian City.
This is the demon clan’s city on the battlefield outside Yumen Pass. It is located at the very back of the battlefield and is also the city closest to the passage between the two worlds.
At this moment, the city lord's mansion in this city was experiencing an unprecedented lively scene.
One of the three masters of the Jianluo royal family, the top demon master Chi Zun sat on the main throne.
Nearly a hundred figures were standing in the hall, all of them holding important positions in the Burning Moon Region.
And the former Lord of Wujian City did not even have the qualifications to be among them at this time.
"Greetings to Chi Zun." The demon cultivators said respectfully.
Chi Zun nodded slightly, looked at the demon cultivators in front of him, and asked, "What's the situation?"
The Demon Lord Mo Ming, who was in charge of the operation, stepped forward and reported: "This time we have dispatched nearly 40,000 demon cultivators from the Yanling Kingdom, and divided them into 17 groups to launch surprise attacks on all the small and medium-sized city gates of the human race in the battlefield outside the domain. They were caught off guard and could not resist our offensive at all. So far, 16 groups have sent back good news and have already captured the human race's city gates."
"Sixteen routes? Which route hasn't sent back news yet?" Sixteen out of the seventeen routes sent back good news, which could definitely be called a great victory. However, Chi Zun seemed dissatisfied with this. He frowned and asked, with great majesty in his voice.
Demon Lord Mo Ming did not dare to hide anything and told the truth: "The third demon army led by Ku Long to attack Beihe Pass has not sent back any news yet."
"Beihe Pass?" Chi Zun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this. "If I remember correctly, this should be the most important small-to-medium city pass of the human race as you said. It is the most heavily guarded, so you specially applied to let Ku Long bring three seventh-grade black magic flowers with him to the battle."
"That's right..." Demon Marshal Mo Ming heard the dissatisfaction in Chi Zun's tone and felt very pressured.
"Among the seventeen armies, the third army is the most powerful. But now you tell me that only the third army has not yet sent back a victory report?"
"I don't know what's going on. Maybe something delayed Kulong?" Demon Lord Mo Ming said cautiously.
Even at this moment, he had never considered the possibility that it was Ku Long who failed.
Just then, a figure appeared at the door.
A seventh-rank demon cultivator lowered his head, walked quickly into the hall, walked to the side of Demon Lord Mo Ming, handed over a sealed demon letter, and then whispered a few words.
Demon Lord Mo Ming's expression suddenly changed.
The seventh-rank demon cultivator quickly retreated.
"What happened?" Chi Zun noticed that Demon Lord Mo Ming's expression was not right, and knew that something big must have happened.
"This is news about the third demon army," Demon Lord Mo Ming stepped forward, handed over the demon letter, and said with difficulty, gritting his teeth, "They... they failed!"
Chi Zun stretched out his hand, and the magic letter automatically flew into his hand.
He unfolded the magic letter and examined it carefully.
It was a detailed battle report.
After a moment, the secret letter in Chi Zun's hand turned into powder and scattered in the wind.
"Waste!" He squeezed out two words from between his teeth, looking very dissatisfied.
Does Chi Zun really care whether Beihe Pass falls or not?
Obviously not possible.
After all, it's just a small or medium-sized city gate. There's not even an eighth-level cultivator in it. Why would he care?
Besides, whether or not Beihe Pass was captured had little to do with his plan.
Because, the reason why he made such a big move this time, and even showed up in person to take charge of the battlefield outside the domain, was for only one purpose...
Cooperate with the actions of the Heart Demon Clan.
Their Soldier Demon Clan must first show their intention to start another war between Taoism and Demons on the battlefield outside Yumen Pass, creating an atmosphere where everyone is an enemy.
In this way, after the inner demon launches the "soul-stealing" attack, they can naturally send out a large number of demon cultivators above the seventh rank to start an all-out war, which is actually a feint to cover up the situation!
Although Chi Zun did not care much about the gains and losses of Beihe Pass, he has always been a person who is unwilling to accept failure.
Even if it's just a minor failure.
Therefore, he was still dissatisfied and extremely angry.
"Young Master of the Sword Sect... Lu Qingshan!"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he repeated in his mind the person who was mentioned in great detail in the battle report, with a barely audible murderous intent arousing in his heart.
As the top demon lord of the Soldier Demon Clan, he had murderous intentions towards a sword cultivator who had just reached the Divine Transformation stage...
This is like an elephant holding a grudge against an ant. It is an extremely horrifying thing. I don't know whether to say that the "elephant" is too narrow-minded or that the "ant" is too extraordinary.