The moonlight is cool.
This is an empty plain where the Julu monks are stationed, waiting for the response from the Youxiong tribe.
If there is no response or they are not satisfied with the final response, the Julu monks will choose to take the initiative to attack and crush the Youxiong tribe that has been passed down for thousands of years.
The bonfire was flickering, and many Julu monks gathered in front of the fire, roasting the meat of monsters and discussing something.
The cultivators have been practicing fasting for a long time and do not need to eat or drink, but the meat of monsters contains extremely rich Qi and blood. For physical cultivators who are cultivating their body and Qi and blood, eating it regularly has great benefits.
Therefore, eating the flesh of monsters is a very common thing for barbarian monks.
"I heard that the brother of the Youxiong chief is back?" someone asked casually, not taking it seriously.
"Yes, he is back, but so what? Can he really turn the world upside down by himself?" another Julu monk responded disdainfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, looked up into the distance, and exclaimed, "Something's happening!"
There was a commotion in the base at this time, and it was obvious that he was not the only one who discovered the abnormal situation.
The Julu monks all rose into the air and looked into the distance.
I saw a beam of light escaping into one piece, and a group of monks were rolling over.
There were nearly a hundred Youxiong monks who, half encouraged and half forced by Lu Qingshan and the clan leader, finally arrived at their destination late at night.
This was a night raid.
Monks have the ability of night vision, and there is no such thing as rest at night. In addition, they can project their spiritual consciousness externally, so there is not much difference between night attacks and day attacks.
But Lu Qingshan finally chose late at night to launch the attack.
There is no other reason, the atmosphere is better and the taste is better at this time.
"Who?"
"It's the cultivator from the Bear Clan!" A cultivator from the Giant Deer tribe reacted quickly and shouted.
"What's going on?" In the crowd, the Julu tribe's Zhuji Lu Man looked at the mighty group of Youxiong monks and frowned, "They didn't even bring the sacrificial spirit, but led the monks of the tribe to come so aggressively. Are they here to die?"
On this trip, he brought along all the clan's sacrificial spirits.
With a fifth-grade peak sacrificial spirit guarding the scene, what can the bear tribe use to fight them?
If he didn't want to annex the Youxiong tribe, he would have already led the sacrificial spirit and swept over.
It is much more difficult to annex a clan than to massacre a clan.
The most common and effective approach is to support a puppet of one's own tribe.
This was what he had originally planned, so he secretly contacted Youxiong Zhu to offer Youxiong gold to initially control the Youxiong tribe and secure a place in Longmen first.
Later, by agreeing to Youxiongjin's conditions, he would train Youxiongjin's son to be a priest, and thus control the Youxiong tribe by controlling Youxiongjin's son.
He made his wishful thinking very loudly.
Moreover, seeing that Youxiong Jin was already quite interested, Lu Man also knew that the Youxiong chief was a pro-war faction, but he already felt in his heart that this matter was a sure thing.
After all, although the patriarch and the priest are both the leaders of the clan, in terms of status, the priest is actually higher.
Because behind the sacrifice stands the most important foundation of every clan - the sacrificial spirit.
Thinking of this, Lu Man's reaction was extremely quick. He hurriedly made arrangements, asking all the cultivators in the tribe to form a simple triangular formation, ready to wait for the bear cultivator to get closer before testing the waters.
Unfortunately, Lu Man could not get what he wanted this time.
Because Lu Qingshan did not give Lu Man a chance to find out.
He stood at the forefront of the Youxiong monks, watching from afar the Julu monks who had hastily set up the triangular formation, and shouted loudly:
"I want life, and I also want justice. I cannot have both, so I would rather sacrifice my life for justice. Youxiong has raised me for a hundred and fifty years, but now I am coveted by the Julu barbarians. Today is the day to die for justice!"
The sound was like thunder, rumbling between heaven and earth.
After he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan turned into a stream of light and blasted towards the Julu monk's position like a meteor.
As for whether the bear monk behind him was following him, he didn't care. He didn't care even more about what the Julu monk had to say.
"Brother..." The Youxiong tribe leader, who was originally preparing to lead and coordinate the offensive, saw "Youxiong Hao" shouting "die for justice, today" and rushed forward. Somehow, he suddenly felt his blood boiling.
Even he, who knew that Lu Qingshan was an outsider, was touched at this moment. The other Youxiong cultivators, looking at Youxiong Hao's back as he rushed forward, felt even more excited.
"Are you willing to accept the cold shoulder from that barbarian and watch your people being abused? Today, you either kill the barbarian and clear the flames of war, or you will be the first to die for your people!" The Youxiong tribe leader shouted, "Charge together with Elder Hao!"
Then, in the incomprehensible gaze of Monk Julu, Monk Youxiong was about to rush towards his face with the power of a dragon and a tiger.
It seemed as if he was going to charge into the enemy's formation with one against a hundred.
"Stop!" A cultivator from Julu tried to stop Lu Qingshan, his blood boiling, and he was about to throw a punch.
Swish!
Lu Qingshan's figure passed by him so quickly that only a shadow remained.
In the blink of an eye, the Julu monk who wanted to stop Lu Qingshan was already beheaded, with blood splattered everywhere.
"How horrible!" Monk Julu gasped when he saw the scene.
Lu Man's eyelids also twitched.
Who is this person and why is he so barbaric?
Lu Qingshan held the sword and continued to attack as if there was no one around. In just a moment, several more heads fell to the ground.
"What a cruel barbarian! Bullying the young is nothing!" Lu Man's eyes were bloodshot.
For him, the loss of every cultivator of his own clan is a deep pain.
So he could no longer bear it, and with a roar like a giant, his black hair dancing wildly, he rushed towards Lu Qingshan like a mad beast.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning rushed out in response, and in an instant it was close to Lu Qingshan's face.
Lu Qingshan's expression straightened, and he quickly swung the Dragon Bird in his hand to meet the thunder.
The thunder was extinguished by a sword.
He couldn't use the flying sword now, nor could he use the sword energy to strike.
It is understandable that Xiong Hao used a sword as a weapon after leaving his tribe for a hundred years. But if he could control the sword to fly or generate sword energy, that would be too outrageous.
Whether it is inheritance, swords, or talent issues, all of them have blocked the barbarians' path to sword cultivation.
Therefore, in the barbarians' cognition, there has never been a barbarian who follows the most complicated sword-cultivation school.
If he used his sword skills, then even if these barbarian cultivators were stupid, they would be able to see that something was wrong with him.
"Who are you? Why have I never heard of someone like you in the Bear Tribe before?" Lu Man was shocked when he saw Lu Qingshan dissolve his thundering attack with one sword. He looked at the sword held in Lu Qingshan's hand with a look of surprise and doubt.
"Kill your people!"
Facing Lu Man, Lu Qingshan did not dare to be careless when he could not use all his tricks. The golden phoenix pattern on the dragon bird flashed suddenly.
Dragon Bird: Phoenix cry!
The first move he made was the Dragon Bird magical power.
A phoenix-like shadow made of flames leaped out from the sword and fiercely attacked Lu Man.
"What a powerful might!" Lu Man felt the terrifying energy contained in the phoenix shadow and was shocked.
He absolutely cannot fight against this magic!
There is such a powerful person in the Youxiong tribe?
Without time to think, Lu Man subconsciously wanted to defend himself.
His whole body was glowing slightly, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and an unbearable sharp pain surged from his mind.
Under this stinging pain, he could no longer calm his mind, and the magic that had just been condensed halfway was dissipated, and the blazing light dimmed in an instant.
"Ah! It hurts!" Lu Man groaned uncontrollably, feeling as if a piece of him was chopped off somewhere.
Heart Sword - Sword of Fetal Light.
In order to practice this technique, Lu Qingshan, on top of his own spiritual power, still spent 500,000 experience points before he got a glimpse of the way.
With such a powerful spell, an ordinary cultivator would be almost turned into a half-idiot if hit by it.
Although Lu Man has reached the level of Lianxu cultivation, he is still much weaker than the human Yuanying cultivators.
Because the barbarians are too backward!
Even if the human spirit has not reached the realm of control, even if he has not practiced spirit defense spells, he will at least have a spirit defense magic weapon to hold his ground. It is impossible for him to let his spirit be naked and be ravaged like a little white flower.
However, as for the barbarian cultivators, with regard to the hundreds of arts of cultivation, apart from raising beasts, where they are considered masters, and fairy cooking, where they are barely proficient, they are almost illiterate in the other arts.
The magic weapons they had were all crude ones that they had made themselves according to classics. How could they get such sophisticated magic weapons as the soul defense magic weapons?
In addition, they are extremely hostile to outsiders, so for most barbarian monks, it is considered rare to possess one or two magical weapons.
Possessing a spiritual defense weapon? That is extremely rare.
In this situation, Lu Man's soul consumed the entire heart sword.
And in the moment of trance, the phoenix shadow completely devoured Lu Man's body.
In terms of power alone, the magical power possessed by this dragon bird is only inferior to the Zhentian power which is fifteen times more powerful.
After a shrill and unwilling scream.
Julu sacrifice, Lu Man, death!
At this time, Chief Youxiong had just led the monks of his tribe to rush to the front of the position.
He stared blankly at the giant deer sacrifice turning into ashes in the flames, and then disappearing into the void along with the phoenix shadow.
From the time Julu Zhuji roared to his death, only a breath of time passed.
Before anyone could react, Lu Man was gone.
"Oh my God?" The bear chief was shocked, but he also felt that the scene seemed a little familiar.
He thought about it carefully again.
Ah! Now I remember that four days ago, my family’s festival also ended in failure.
"Zhu Ji is dead!" The situation on the Julu side was even more chaotic. Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
In their eyes, Lord Zhuji, who was like a god, was defeated instantly by the young monk in front of them. They felt shocked and absurd.
clang!
Lu Qingshan didn't care about Lu Man's death. He waved the Dragon Bird in his hand and the sword made a buzzing sound.
Like a god of war, Lu Qingshan soared into the sky like an eagle and swooped down to his next target.
The group of Julu monks who had just formed a triangular formation suddenly became panic-stricken and began to flee for their lives.
Zhu Ji was killed in one strike, who else would dare to fight the Youxiong monk head-on? !
They are barbarians, but not savages, they have brains!
Taking advantage of the momentum of instantly killing Julu Zhuji, Lu Qingshan completely shattered the Julu monk's courage in just a moment.
He didn't hesitate to chase after these Julu monks who were trying to avoid him, feeling a little regretful...
If he could use a flying sword, his pursuit would be countless times easier.
In close combat, it is superior in terms of being able to defeat many enemies at once and in terms of burst. However, in terms of chasing and killing capabilities, a horse cannot catch up with a flying sword.
"Master Ji Ling, help me!"
"Master Jiling..."
Finally, a cultivator from the Julu tribe wailed.
They are already heartbroken.
Boom boom
As the Julu monk cried for help, the mountains shook and the earth trembled, and deafening footsteps were heard.
A huge gray divine deer appeared in everyone's sight.
This divine deer is more than ten feet long and thirty or four feet high. It is incredibly huge, like a prehistoric behemoth.
Its eyes were filled with indescribable ferocity as it looked at Lu Qingshan with murderous intent.
White air was coming out of his nose, and the two horns on his head were flashing coldly, like blades.
This is the sacrificial spirit of the Julu tribe.
How terrifying power would be contained in the body of such a huge sacrificial spirit?
It’s chilling to think about it.
"Master Ji Ling, this official has killed Master Zhu Ji. You must avenge him!" A Julu monk pointed at Lu Qingshan, his whole body trembling.
This Julu monk was chosen by Lu Man to be the next Julu priest. He was the person closest to the sacrificial spirit besides Lu Man.
Lu Qingshan's face looked solemn.
He could feel the terrifying power emanating from the sacrificial spirit in front of him, and that aura made him extremely frightened.
The Youxiong monks who were following Lu Qingshan to hunt down the Julu monk, took advantage of the power of the tiger and stopped their actions at this moment. They looked at the divine deer trembling and felt extremely frightened.
The sacrificial spirits of the Julu tribe are much stronger than those of the Youxiong tribe!
The huge gray divine deer began to move, revealing its murderous intent, like a mountain, shaking the ground.
It rushed forward and attacked Lu Qingshan at an extremely fast speed, trampling deep pits one after another on the flat ground.
"Brother..." The Youxiong tribe leader looked at Lu Qingshan, whose figure seemed extremely small in front of the sacred deer, and trembled and muttered.
The gray divine deer rushed to Lu Qingshan, shook its head, and its huge antlers turned into blades several feet long, sweeping towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan did not dodge, but chose to attack head-on, swinging the dragon bird in his hand.
clang!
The sound of swords clashing rang out, like the clanging of metal and stone, and sparks flashed on the antlers of the sacrificial spirit.
After this collision, Lu Qingshan was shocked and took several steps back, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
The aftermath of the collision of the sword corners formed a circle of ripples that spread outward.
The cultivators in the distance, whether they were from Julu or Youxiong, were hit by the aftermath and were sent flying. Even the figure of the Youxiong tribe leader trembled slightly under the impact of the aftermath.
The power of the collision can be imagined.
It is at the peak of the fifth level, and is a powerful monster that has reached a breakthrough bottleneck.
Lu Qingshan felt a chill in his heart.
If it weren't for the fact that Longque had a natural power of restraint over monsters, and if it weren't for the fact that he had improved his cultivation from the late Nascent Soul stage to the perfect Nascent Soul stage, he would definitely not be a match for this monster at this moment.
But even so, he still found it extremely difficult to cope.
A look of doubt flashed in the eyes of this sacrificial spirit of the Giant Deer Clan.
It could feel that there was an indescribable pressure from the sword of the monk in front of it, which was suppressing its blood and energy and making it feel very irritated.
boom!
The irritable divine deer attacked again, pounced fiercely, and kicked Lu Qingshan with both feet with a devastating force.
Lu Qingshan, who has already felt the power of the divine deer, naturally would not be so stubborn as to choose to fight it head-on.
The next moment, strange symbols flashed in his eyes.
The magic of cause and effect: precognition.
To deal with this kind of physical melee monster, the foresight is definitely a magical weapon.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Qingshan's figure was as light and agile as a fish playing in the water, gliding gracefully and following the tremendous power of the Julu Sacrifice Spirit.
"What?" Everyone widened their eyes, watching Lu Qingshan like a spirit butterfly, flying through a sea of ​​flowers without getting hurt by a single leaf, and narrowly avoiding the attacks of the divine deer.
Although it was a passive dodge, the agility still left them dumbfounded.
"Is this the reincarnation of the God of War?"
Boom boom boom!
As the giant deer attacked, deep pits appeared on the ground one after another, and dust flew everywhere.
While dodging Julu's attack, Lu Qingshan kept thrusting the sword in his hand.
But no matter how many swords hit the divine deer, the deer remained unharmed.
Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.
Based on the feel of the Dragon Bird's contact with the divine deer's body, he could feel that there seemed to be a slippery film on the divine deer's skin, which caused eight to ninety percent of the Dragon Bird's strength to be inexplicably shifted and transferred when it landed on it.
This is a kind of force-dissipating defense, making it difficult for him to break the defense of the sacrificial spirit.
But in the blink of an eye, Lu Qingshan and the sacred deer spirit had already exchanged dozens of moves.
But no one can do anything to anyone.
Suddenly, the sacred deer spirit let out a violent roar, and the antlers on its head suddenly flashed with golden light patterns.
Swish!
A moment later, a golden light flashed on the antlers, like a golden lightning across the sky, fierce and domineering.
Lu Qingshan quickly held his sword in front of him.
But such a fierce blow still knocked him away.
Bang!
Lu Qingshan directly smashed a human-shaped hole on the flat ground.
"Brother!" The Youxiong chief's eyes were red with anger. He naturally understood that the outcome of today's battle would depend on the outcome between his "brother" and the Julu sacrificial spirit.
But judging from the current situation, Lu Qingshan seems to be doomed to fail.
Lu Qingshan slowly stood up with the help of his sword, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth, and stared at the sacred deer spirit.
The moment Lu Qingshan stood up, the gray divine deer suddenly leaped and pounced towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat.
As expected, being able to serve as a clan's sacrificial spirit makes it stronger than ordinary monsters.
He quickly retreated and barely avoided the attack from the sacrificial spirit.
After the attack failed, Ji Ling didn't care. He shook his head and stabbed Lu Qingshan with the antlers on his head again.
Lu Qingshan swam swiftly, sticking close to the deer antlers that were like blades to avoid the attack. At the same time, the dragon-shaped pattern on the dragon bird in his hand suddenly flashed.
He can't just take the beating without fighting back, so he has to start fighting back.
The space around the Dragon Bird Sword suddenly became chaotic.
With a hissing sound, an extremely hot flame emanated from the sword. It was so intense that the aura that made the priest feel palpitating became even more intense at this moment.
Dragon Bird: Dragon Breath.
With a loud bang and carrying the force of destruction, Lu Qingshan's sword directly slashed at the head of the sacrificial spirit with antlers.
Buzz!
Ji Ling only felt a buzzing sound in his head and an intense burning pain. His skull was almost cracked by the sword. The violent impact made him stagger and he almost fell to the ground.
This sword came too suddenly. Lu Qingshan's previous attack was not very effective, but he did not expect such a fierce attack to be launched suddenly.
This was beyond the expectations of the divine deer and it suffered a severe blow.
The sacred deer felt great pain, let out a low roar, and was extremely furious.
Seeing that the sacrificial spirit was injured, Lu Qingshan naturally refused to give up.
Previously, the body of the sacred deer was too slippery for him to handle, but now there was a huge wound on the head of this sacrificial spirit, and scarlet blood was flowing out of it.
The divine deer's defense at the wound site cannot possibly be as strong as before.
This is its weak spot, a weak spot created by Lu Qingshan himself.
Lu Qingshan followed and, with all his strength, launched continuous attacks on the wound of the sacrificial spirit.
Soon, blood and flesh flew all over the head of the sacred deer, and in the end even the white bones were exposed.
Lu Qingshan was not feeling well either. The sacrificial spirit gradually figured out the flaws in his precognitive abilities and began to use blood and energy attacks with a wider attack range.
A hint of fear gradually flashed in the eyes of the divine deer.
Its most ferocious single attack often fails to hit the monk in front of it. Its large-scale blood and energy attack encounters many obstacles when rushing towards the monk in front of it.
It was a protective spell with five layers of different colors. It was not particularly powerful and was definitely unable to withstand the attacks of its antlers and its body, but it was just enough to withstand the slightly weaker blood attack.
Irritable!
Up to now in this battle, the Giant Deer Tribe's sacrificial spirit felt extremely irritated and aggrieved.
"Stop!" Finally, the divine deer uttered the first words after meeting Lu Qingshan.
Previously, it thought Lu Qingshan was just an ant and didn't bother to talk to him.
Now, it has put Lu Qingshan on an equal footing with it.
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingshan actually stopped and looked at the sacred deer leisurely, as if to see what it had to say.
But at the same time, Lu Qingshan took out a pill to restore his spiritual power from his storage ring and swallowed it.
——After fighting for such a long time, his spiritual power was greatly depleted, so he took this opportunity to take a break.
"You are a very tough opponent, but you can't do anything to me." The divine deer panted.
"What do you want?" Lu Qingshan looked at the head of the divine deer with its exposed skull.
"I will lead my men to retreat, and will no longer pursue the matter of you killing Lu Man. You also stop, and this battle ends here. What do you think?" The divine deer looked at Lu Qingshan cautiously.
"Stop?" Lu Qingshan asked back.
"Yes." The Julu priest felt a little aggrieved and waited for Lu Qingshan's final decision.
"It seems like a good idea." Lu Qingshan looked thoughtful and slowly put away the dragon bird in his hand.
When the divine deer saw that Lu Qingshan was interested in his proposal and put away his sword, he breathed a sigh of relief and then looked up at Lu Qingshan again.
He wanted to deeply imprint the appearance of this bear monk who had caused him great harm in his mind.
boom!
The next moment, a green peach blossom appeared in Lu Qingshan's hand. He suddenly jumped up, rushed forward, and slashed at the skull of the giant deer spirit with a sword.
Caught off guard, the sacrificial spirit was dealt a heavy blow.
With a "puff", blood and flesh flew all over the wound again.
"Ah!" The divine deer roared in anger, hating Lu Qingshan's aggressiveness. "Didn't we agree to stop?"
"I see that you still have the will to kill. If I don't kill you here today, you will come back again someday."
"You are making a trumped-up charge," the giant deer spirit became furious for the first time and roared, "You can always find a pretext to accuse me!"
Lu Qingshan just half-closed his eyes, looked at the huge gray sacrificial spirit, and said with a smile:
"Otherwise, why would you look at me twice?"