Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 22: Man's murderous intent turns the world upside down (Part 2)
In the desert hundreds of miles away from Hulu Canyon, a ray of Buddha's light was traveling across the sky, heading straight here.
In the Buddha's light, there is a young monk wearing a light red robe.
Chirp.
There were also clear sounds of birds chirping coming from it.
"Little bird, don't be anxious, we'll be there soon." The young monk was Juezhen, who was talking to the yellow bird spirit in his sleeves.
After dealing with the matter of the evil monk in the sand sea, he should have set off back to the Chicken Soup Temple.
But soon after he set off, he suddenly had an inspiration, and the Buddha's light enlightened his mind. He felt that something big was about to happen in Mogao.
He practiced the Buddhist "Present Day Sutra" and had long been a person with spiritual affinity. His impulses were often clever.
It was for this reason that he stayed in Mogao.
Until two days ago, that sudden feeling became more obvious and directly pointed him in the direction.
"There are still more than two hundred miles to go." Jue Zhen said, "I hope we can make it in time."
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In the "Sheep" tribe, many women could not help crying out loud.
The children didn't understand much, but when they saw their mothers crying, they started crying too.
The crying was continuous and shrill.
Lu Qingshan looked into the distance.
At the end of the group of sand wolf monsters, there were three tall giant wolves.
The wolf's body is covered with yellow fur, each strand standing up like a needle, which is quite characteristic of the region. Its serrated fangs flash with a cold light, revealing its terrifying strength.
The brown pupils were full of violence and indifference.
Three fourth-grade peak sand wolf monsters.
They are the initiators of this wave of demonic attacks.
Among the tens of thousands of sand wolf monsters, the first-grade ones accounted for the majority, there were hundreds of second-grade sand wolf monsters, and dozens of third-grade sand wolf monsters.
The first-rank ones lead the charge.
Obviously, although the leader of this group of sand wolf monsters felt the terrifying aura in the canyon dissipate, they were suspicious by nature and did not choose to rush in rashly, but let their men take the lead.
Once the monsters form a tide, they will be unstoppable with their momentum like a rainbow.
In Lu Qingshan's heyday before his foundation was cut off, he could safely walk back and forth in the face of such a tide of monsters, but it would be impossible for him to stop this tide of monsters by himself.
Not to mention, now he only has a breath of mountain and sea power that has barely reached the golden elixir level.
"Young Master, what should we do?" Qin Yitian hovered beside Lu Qingshan, biting his lower lip lightly, and asked in embarrassment.
The deep and endless canyon is mostly populated by ordinary people. How can a "sheep" tribe, whose strongest member is only a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, outrun the sand wolf monster?
If no one could stop this wave of monsters, the "Sheep" tribe would surely be overthrown today.
Yang Qing'er held her wooden stick tightly, with a look like a ewe protecting her calf, and stood in front of a child who was only three or four years old.
Lu Qingshan lowered his eyebrows and happened to see this scene.
"Alas." The next moment, he sighed softly.
"Young Master, have you made up your mind?" Qin Yitian, who had almost a telepathic connection with Lu Qingshan, understood his intention the moment he heard Lu Qingshan sigh.
"It seems that when I come to the Western Regions," Lu Qingshan pursed his lips and said as if sighing or talking to himself, "I can't help but become a Buddha for once."
Under the astonished gazes of nearly a thousand members of the "Sheep" tribe, Lu Qingshan's figure slowly floated down and stopped in front of the mouth of the gourd.
"Sir..." Yang Qing'er clenched the wooden stick in her hand, her eyes blank, and muttered.
They could only see a somewhat thin back.
However, they already understood what Lu Qingshan was going to do.
Just as they thought.
Lu Qingshan exerted force with his feet, sinking two inches into the ground to stabilize his body.
As a sword practitioner, he was not holding a sword at this time.
Because in this situation, it is no longer something that can be blocked by just drawing the sword.
Facing the demonic tide that was like a charging army of thousands, Lu Qingshan calmed his mind and concentrated his energy, even closing his eyes.
The sand wolf monster was mighty and powerful, and the yellow sand it stirred up was like the Yellow River on the ground, or like a dragon rising from the ground.
The members of the Sheep Tribe could already see the brutality in the Sand Wolf's eyes.
The momentum of the charge was complete. How could we stop the sand wolves? How could we make them retreat?
The feeling of the earthquake became more and more obvious, and the bodies of the people in the Sheep Tribe began to shake unconsciously.
Some young children staggered and fell to the ground, crying.
Lu Qingshan, standing in place with his feet deeply sunk into the ground, was not affected by the earthquake.
Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes, with endless compassion in them, and...
Infinite murderous intent.
The killing force arose, with Lu Qingshan as the center, spreading out like a flood that broke through a dam, heading towards the tide of sand wolf monsters.
The mood of killing.
The cultivation is gone, but the realm is still there, and the artistic conception is also still there.
The artistic conception without the support of spiritual power should not be lethal, it is just a force.
The momentum can frighten those who hear the news, but as long as you are brave enough, you will be unharmed.
The thing called momentum is very mysterious, and everyone develops his own momentum.
For example, in the secular world, an extremely majestic emperor can make his timid and mistake-making subjects tremble with fear with just a glance.
This relies either on supernatural powers or on so-called momentum.
Lu Qingshan's intention at this time was to use this killing force to force back the tide of sand wolf monsters.
The murderous intent of one person is matched by the force of thousands of sand wolf monsters.
The state of unity, a murderous state of mind that is infinitely close to the state of perfection, flows out from Lu Qingshan.
Momentum is an invisible thing and should be invisible to outsiders.
But the members of the "Sheep" tribe could see at this time that the raging sand was three feet away from Lu Qingshan's body, unable to enter, as if there was a soft invisible halo protecting him.
The first line of the sand wolf monster tide, with violent eyes, rushed to within a hundred feet of Lu Qingshan, and seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, and its steps stopped abruptly.
But the sand wolf monsters at the back did not feel this barrier. They just charged forward regardless and directly crashed into the sand wolf monsters at the front line.
Under this huge impact force, the sand wolf monsters on the front line were forced to move forward another ten feet.
Afterwards, the terrifying aura that stopped them became even stronger.
The fear in their hearts made them try their best to retreat.
After pushing the first line of sand wolf monsters forward ten feet, the second line of sand wolf monsters also felt this terrifying aura and stopped as well.
The sand wolf monsters in the third line rushed forward.
Some monsters moved forward, some moved backward, and the sand wolf monster squeezed in the middle was instantly crushed by the force in opposite directions, with blood splattering and flesh flying everywhere.
The sand wolf monsters, one line upon another, kept moving forward.
The minced meat and blood had become sticky.
The tide of sand wolves, which was powerful enough to destroy the city, met Lu Qingshan head-on like a narrow road, and were getting closer and closer to him.
"Not enough, not enough." Lu Qingshan was silent, his heart was agitated.
He had already used all his strength, even overloaded it, to release his murderous intent, but he could only slightly resist the attack of the sand wolf monster group.
If someone could be in front of Lu Qingshan now, they would see that his eyes were even redder than the sand wolf monster's sticky blood.
The demon tide rises and falls, wave after wave.
Lu Qingshan was alone, with only an unstoppable wave of murderous intent.
Once it was cut off, the evil tide would immediately submerge him.
But how long can his anger last?
Lu Qingshan's clothes fluttered and his murderous intent rose again.
This time, he used the power of immortal truth to evolve murderous intent.
The longevity of immortality can allow him to breathe again for a long time.
The group of sand wolves continued to move forward, one zhang after another, one after another.
When the second-grade wolf demon entered the hundred-foot area with murderous intent, the tests Lu Qingshan faced increased again.
Silently, blood as red as purple began to flow from Lu Qingshan's nose.
Act on impulse.
Lu Qingshan's current state is the most impulsive in the world.
Use your mind to guide your energy and do what Buddha does.
Qin Yitian's eyes turned red and he couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Go forward, go forward, go forward again.
The group of sand wolf monsters also went crazy, and continued to advance under the command of the wolf monster king.
Only fifty feet remained of the one hundred feet.
Blood was oozing from Lu Qingshan's nose, mouth, eyes, and ears, and there was a pool of blood in his throat, but he couldn't spit it out.
Because spitting out this mouthful of blood might end his desperate murderous intent.
No matter how long the momentum of immortality lasts, it will eventually have a bottom.
Lu Qingshan held on for a long time, but it was like draining the pond to catch all the fish. After a while, he would run out of fish.
Forty feet.
Thirty feet.
Twenty feet.
The sand wolf monster was approaching, and its drooling bloody mouth seemed to be right in front of us.
The stench of saliva seemed to hit me in the face.
A spot of scarlet appeared between Lu Qingshan's eyebrows, and the color gradually darkened until it turned dark purple and then black.
Finally, a drop of blood oozed out from between his eyebrows.
Bleeding from all seven orifices.
Lu Qingshan is murderous with the intention of killing others. He holds the Mahayana attitude of "If I don't go to hell, then who will?" and has the fearless spirit of "one man blocking the pass among ten thousand men".
When the murderous aura is about to run out, it is reborn from the brink of death, just like living water coming from the source and rising again in an instant.
Silently, Lu Qingshan's killing state of mind was perfected at this critical moment of life and death, but he was unaware of it.
The breeze blew across the hills, and a murderous aura that came from nowhere in the body suddenly boiled over. In an instant, it traveled a thousand miles, and with the power of immortal truth, it evolved into a murderous momentum that was far superior to the killing intent of perfection, and it suddenly bloomed.
The murderous aura swept over all the sand wolf monsters, including the fourth-grade Sand Wolf Monster King.
In the heaven and earth, the aura was like that of a killing white tiger, as if it was staring at the tide of sand wolf monsters.
The group of sand wolf monsters finally stopped their attack and suddenly stopped three feet in front of Lu Qingshan.
The roaring and screaming suddenly stopped, leaving only the sound of heavy exhalation.
Heavy and creepy.
The hundred-foot-long road had already turned into a river of blood.
Above the sky, a ray of Buddha's light was roaring towards them.
In the Buddha's light, the young monk Juezhen saw this scene from afar and was extremely moved.
He lowered his brows, clasped his hands together, and muttered something, the sound of Buddha's voice saving everyone.
"He is both Shura and Buddha." Juezhen said while looking at Lu Qingshan.
Finally, all the sand wolf monsters, as if afraid of Lu Qingshan, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, and of Juezhen, who was illuminated by the Buddha's light, could not bear the burden. They turned around, rolled up a gust of sand, and fled backwards.
Lu Qingshan was exhausted. His breath stopped abruptly, and he stumbled and fell backwards.
Qin Yitian hurried forward and hugged Lu Qingshan, who had fainted again.
The earth is filled with murderous intent, but dragons and snakes emerge from the land.
If a person develops murderous intentions, it can turn the world upside down.
