Volume 8: Demon Suppression Chapter 42: The Indestructible Sword
Seeing Lu Qingshan spitting blood, Qing Ge smiled with satisfaction as if he had gotten his revenge.
In the cultivation system of the human race, a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator can easily challenge a Void Refining cultivator of a higher level.
When Lu Qingshan was in the late Nascent Soul stage, he was already able to defeat a cultivator in the late Refining Void stage.
However, it is very rare for a Nascent Soul cultivator to attack a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, even if it is just a common Spiritual Transformation cultivator in the early stage.
This is because once a cultivator advances from the stage of refining emptiness to the stage of transforming into a spirit, there will be a qualitative transformation.
It is precisely this transformation that makes it almost impossible for a Jindan cultivator to be defeated by a Lianxu cultivator.
Although the cultivation system of the demon race is completely different from that of the human race, there is not much difference in the strength of each realm.
Therefore, the sixth-rank demons, like the Divine Transformation cultivators, should have combat power that can crush the Void Refinement cultivators.
As a primary demon general who is much stronger than the ordinary sixth-grade demon cultivator, it is no exaggeration to say that he must kill the Void Refining cultivator instantly under normal circumstances.
But who could have thought that he, who was like this, would face Lu Qingshan, who was in the fifth realm, and finally survive?
If he had not mastered the highest secret of his clan, the "Soldier" technique, and with the blessing of the "Soldier" technique, he possessed the combat power of a high-level demon general, he would have died here today!
The physical injuries are secondary; the humiliation in the heart is what is truly hard to shake off.
Moreover, Qing Ge realized with horror that as the offspring of the Hound Blade Demon Lord, he, who always thought highly of himself, could not help but feel jealous towards Lu Qingshan.
This made him feel ashamed.
This kind of shame cannot be eliminated simply by killing Lu Qingshan.
He must feel pain and regret!
For a sword cultivator, what method could be more cruel than destroying his natal sword in front of him?
Seeing Lu Qingshan's ferocious expression, Qing Ge, whose evil plan had succeeded, felt an indescribable twisted pleasure in his heart.
Comfortable!
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Although Lu Qingshan was extremely anxious, he did not lose his mind.
His mind raced as he pondered over how to break the current situation. "In this situation, if I use my sword, it will be taken away, unless I use a method that does not require a sword..."
However, ninety-nine percent of a sword cultivator's skills are in the sword. If he doesn't use the sword, isn't it the same as practicing Iron Sand Palm and destroying his own arms?
"I can only give it a try..." Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and the next moment, thousands of sword energy threads flowed out of his body.
Ten Thousand Swords Technique!
This technique is one of Lu Qingshan's few means of group attack.
It's just that the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is not exerted with the help of a sword, but is condensed out of thin air. In terms of power alone, it is much different from other moves.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan rarely uses this technique nowadays.
The Ten Thousand Swords Technique is only useful in certain special situations.
Now, this is the special situation.
With his three natal swords out of his hands, the Ten Thousand Swords Technique became his only means of attack.
Every strand of sword energy contains an incomparably mysterious edge.
The originally thin hairspring became thicker as if it had taken drugs.
This is because every strand of sword energy has been blessed by Lu Qingshan with the true meaning of destruction and nirvana.
To add the true meaning of the origin to all the thousands of sword energy threads is an unimaginable and horrific consumption of spiritual energy.
Even though the Dao Seed could greatly reduce the spiritual energy loss of a cultivator when using his artistic conception, this one move still almost drained the remaining mountain and sea power in Lu Qingshan's body.
Thousands of sword energies, like thousands of tiny flying swords, formed a sword rain, covering the sky and the earth and shooting towards Qing Ge.
Qing Ge's face darkened.
He didn't expect that without his natal sword, Lu Qingshan could still perform such a method.
"This guy seems to have no end..." Qing Ge was secretly shocked in his heart, and his jealousy towards Lu Qingshan increased a little bit.
But on the surface, he showed no sign of weakness, laughing and sneer: "Hahaha... you still have the energy to resist?"
Having suffered so many losses, Qing Ge dared not be careless, and a powerful force quickly overflowed from his body.
Thousands of sword energies were as fast as light and lightning, and arrived in an instant, but they stopped in front of Qing Ge and did not fall, as if they had encountered some obstruction.
Along with the sound of clanging, the strands of sword energy were crushed into powder.
"That's all?" Qing Ge was very proud, his eyes full of provocation.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were fixed on Qing Ge, and he said to himself, "Here it comes!"
Another sword energy exploded in front of Qingge.
However, this sword energy did not get crushed into powder like the previous sword energy threads. Instead, after it exploded, an extremely abrupt whistling sound was heard.
In the sword light, a mysterious Xiezhi with a single horn on its head suddenly appeared.
Xiezhi ignored the invisible obstruction, crossed the space of one step, and directly penetrated into Qingge's body.
——This sword energy was not the sword energy condensed by Lu Qingshan, but was shot out from his pupils.
This is the most powerful method Lu Qingshan has left, pupil technique: Xiezhi.
Pupil Technique: The initial performance of Xiezhi was a sword energy, which happened to be mixed in with the sword energy threads in the sky. With the cover of the sword energy threads, Qingge was unaware of the slightest abnormality and was caught off guard, and was instantly hit.
Under the attack of this pupil technique, Qing Ge felt an unbearable pain in his head, as if a needle had pierced into his head and was constantly stirring, and as if a piece of his soul had been cut off.
"Ahhhh!" Qing Ge let out a scream, and the dark golden secret patterns on his body dimmed at this moment.
Lu Qingshan's face also turned a little paler.
After performing this pupil technique, most of his consciousness was instantly drained away.
Pupil Technique: Xiezhi and Heart Sword are both methods of attacking with the soul.
Both have their own advantages and disadvantages. In terms of power, the pupil technique: Xiezhi is far superior to the heart sword, but in terms of consumption, the pupil technique: Xiezhi is also far superior to the heart sword.
This pupil technique consumes so much spiritual power. If it fails or the enemy is prepared to block it, it would be like a mage making a big move before a battle to add to the fun, which would increase the difficulty of the subsequent battle.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan would not easily use this pupil technique unless he had no other choice and was absolutely sure.
Fortunately, Lu Qingshan has always been the best in terms of timing and sense of smell.
He managed to create a glimmer of hope for himself again in the midst of extreme difficulties.
Qing Ge, whose soul had suffered a fatal attack, was no longer able to block the remaining sword energy from Lu Qingshan.
Hundreds of sword qi streams, with whistling sounds, pierced Qing Ge's body in an instant.
Qing Ge's body trembled and he stood there motionless. Hundreds of tiny blood holes invisible to the naked eye appeared on his body.
Blood spurted out from the holes, making Qingge look like a sieve.
He felt pain in his body, as if he was being cut into pieces.
Qing Ge's body was pierced by the sword energy, and his soul was torn apart by the Xiezhi. In addition, he had previously withstood Lu Qingshan's First Sword of Zhentian, which was double the injuries.
If it weren't for the powerful force of the "Soldier" character that gave him the last glimmer of life, he would probably have died by now.
At this time, Qingge could no longer maintain his "recruiting soldiers" ability, and Wangchuan and Taohua escaped and returned to Lu Qingshan's control.
I’ll kill you while you’re sick!
Lu Qingshan would not take any chances, nor did he want to repeat Qingge's mistake. He took a deep breath, exhausted his last bit of strength, and controlled his two flying swords to attack the dying Qingge again , intending to deliver a final blow.
boom!
With rumbling thunder and lightning, Wangchuan Peach Blossom attacked aggressively.
Looking at the two flying swords that were attacking with terrifying force, Qing Ge pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a miserable smile, "You are so cruel..."
This was the first time he acknowledged Lu Qingshan's strength.
But that doesn't mean he's ready to sit back and wait for death.
At the moment the words fell, a drop of bright golden blood in Qingge's body suddenly dissolved at this moment, turning into endless vitality and blood, erupting in his body.
Immediately, black light shone from Qingge's body, and monstrous demonic energy burst out.
His scarlet blood, which had been flowing continuously, began to flow backwards in an extremely strange way, and the wound began to heal, and he was fine in an instant.
In his sea of consciousness, above the demon soul that was shattered into pieces by the attack of the pupil technique: Xiezhi and had lost its luster, there was a thousand feet of auspicious clouds, enveloped by rich vitality, and quickly recovered.
That drop of golden blood is called Immortal Demon Blood.
The sixth level of the human race has Yuanli, while the sixth level of the demon race has the foundation of gods and demons.
In this realm, the demons will begin to use all kinds of rare treasures from heaven and earth to practice magic and divine arts, and in the process gradually shed their mortal bodies to build their own divine and demonic foundation for the future seventh-grade divine and demonic body.
In other words, at the sixth level, the demons must choose their future path to becoming gods and demons, and thus practice the prerequisite methods.
The divine and demonic body that Qingge cultivated is called the Immortal Divine and Demonic Body. It is one of the ninety-nine supreme divine and demonic bodies of the demon clan, and it is also the divine and demonic body possessed by his father, the Demon Lord Xuanren.
Once the Immortal God-Devil Body is cultivated, not only will the practitioner's entire body be filled with vitality, he will even have the ability to condense immortal demon blood.
Once the Immortal Demon Blood is condensed, no matter how severe the injury is, even if the soul is shattered, as long as there is still a breath of life, it can be instantly recovered by consuming the Immortal Demon Blood. It can be said to be infinitely mysterious.
Of course, the Immortal Demon Blood is so magical that the conditions for condensing it are extremely harsh.
A demon cultivator who wants to cultivate an immortal body of a god or demon needs to practice hard for five hundred years to condense a drop of immortal demon blood, which can be said to be extremely precious.
Qing Ge is only at the sixth level, so naturally he doesn't have the ability to condense the immortal demon blood.
This drop of immortal demon blood came from his father and was the most important trump card that the Demon Lord Hound Blade left for him.
And it is only because he is the descendant of the Hound Blade Demon Lord, his bloodline comes from the Hound Blade Demon Lord, and he is from the same lineage of the Immortal God and Demon Body, so he can use this drop of immortal demon blood.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the Immortal Demon Blood can only be used by the condenser himself.
Under Lu Qingshan's endless tricks, even if he had to use the "soldier" strategy, Qing Ge was still forced to use his last resort - relying on his father.
"Lu! Qing! Shan!" Qing Ge used the only drop of immortal demon blood to recover from all his injuries. He felt pain in his body and his anger accumulated to the peak.
He wants Lu Qingshan to die now!
Qing Ge's eyes were full of shock and anger. He swung out his huge palm and slapped it hard, directly hitting Lu Qingshan's flying sword.
Bang!
Taohua was slapped away by Qingge.
But this is not over yet. Qing Ge reached out and grabbed Wangchuan, who was coming at him with even greater ferocity.
Demonic energy rolled out from his hands, covering the Wangchuan River and destroying all its power.
"Ahhh!" Gu Yiyi was unable to move under Qing Ge's grip, feeling extremely aggrieved - when had she, Gu Yiyi, ever suffered such humiliation?
"What is this guy doing?!" Gu Yiyi's wailing voice rang in Lu Qingshan's mind.
Because, Qing Ge grinned grimly, and just like he had swallowed the Dragon Bird before, he threw Wangchuan directly into his mouth.
He also realized that although Wangchuan was "not as good" as Longque, it was still a magical weapon, so he had a good appetite.
Losing a drop of immortal demon blood was true, but he also swallowed two divine weapons of such excellent quality, which would bring a qualitative improvement to the "Black Blood".
It's all worth it!
Although if he didn't have to "play" with Lu Qingshan, with the presence of Demon Marshal Puqu, he could clearly take the two magical weapons into his arms without paying any price.
But things have already happened, and he can only comfort himself in this way .
After swallowing Wangchuan, Qingge did not stop, but laughed loudly and rushed towards Lu Qingshan.
He was 99% sure that Lu Qingshan was at the end of his strength at this moment, but after two consecutive reversals of the situation, he was now like a frightened bird, and dared not be careless about Lu Qingshan's endless tricks.
Besides, he had already played all his cards and could not withstand any more unexpected events.
Lu Qingshan, he was scared!
Qing Ge was prepared to twist off Lu Qingshan's head cleanly and neatly.
His speed was extremely fast, like teleportation, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Lu Qingshan.
At the moment of attack, he and Lu Qingshan looked at each other briefly.
He saw a light.
A bright light was reflected in Lu Qingshan's dark pupils.
Um?
In shock, Qing Ge suddenly felt as if he was hit hard by a stick. He felt an unusual pain in his abdomen, and the magic power in his body became condensed.
His body stiffened involuntarily, and then he slowly lowered his head to look at the condition of his abdomen.
On his abdomen which was covered with dark golden secret patterns, a faint blue light could be seen, and a terrifying sound erupted from it, with continuous thunder and rumbling sounds, like a volcanic eruption or a tsunami.
This position is the location of the "furnace" in his body.
What is...going on?
Qing Ge's eyes widened.
There was only one faint blue light spot at first, but it quickly spread and increased in number.
That's the sword light!
Qingge finally figured out the situation.
Why is there sword light in my body?
His doubts were not answered.
The sword light burst out like a huge wave.
Qing Ge's body was strong and his defense was amazing, but that was limited to defending against external attacks. It had no effect at all against the sword light that erupted from inside his body.
A moment later, thousands of holes appeared on Qingge's body, which had just healed, and sword energy poured out from those holes.
“I hate it so much…!”
Qing Ge let out one last cry of grief, and then his body exploded, bursting into a cloud of blood in the air, without even a trace of any limbs left.
The third son of the Houndblade Demon Clan, Qing Ge, died!
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The blood mist dissipated, and three long swords appeared in the air.
They were Wangchuan and Longque who were previously swallowed by Qingge, as well as Qingge's magic soldier, Black Blood.
“Ahhh!” Gu Yiyi completely forgot that she was a sword. She cried loudly while controlling Wangchuan to transform into a sword light. The tip of the sword pointed forward and rushed into Lu Qingshan’s arms, wanting to hug him. “Lu Qingshan, it’s so dark and smelly in there!”
"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Qingshan pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and with an idea, he stopped Gu Yiyi from "assassinating" the sword master.
The magical power of "refining furnace" allows the Soldier Demon Clan to possess the ability to refine all magical weapons in the world.
As long as the Soldier Demon can swallow the magic weapon into his stomach, he can refine it. It is just a matter of time.
However, Wangchuan, as a sacred artifact of the Underworld, the former controller of the power of the Wangchuan River possesses an extremely special magical power.
[Soul Purification] (Passive): No magical power can destroy the sword forged by the world's will.
The "Furnace" magical power that can refine thousands of magical instruments, and the soul-purifying magical power that can never be destroyed, it depends on which magical power is more powerful.
Obviously, Wangchuan wins at this point.
The strongest castles are often conquered from within.
Qing Ge, who swallowed Wangchuan into his stomach but could do nothing about it, ended up trapping himself in a cocoon. He never figured out what had happened until his death - after all, in the long history of military demons, no military demon had been killed by the "refining furnace" .
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However, Lu Qingshan did not feel the slightest bit of joy at surviving the disaster.
"Yitian, Yitian..." Lu Qingshan called out again and again.
In the past, the voice of "Young Master, I'm here" that would appear immediately has not yet been heard.
Wangchuan was intact and full of energy, but the dragon bird that was swallowed by Qingge first was like the "black blood". It fell to the ground with a clang and remained motionless.
Half of Longque's originally fiery red sword had now been stained with a dazzling dark black color.
The intersection of black and red is extremely eye-catching.
A thick and turbid demonic aura was lingering over the Dragon Bird, like a cancer attached to its bones that could not be shaken off.
