This is what cultivating immortals is like

Clang! ! !

Immortal Sword Intent was injected into it, and the black iron powder spread out from the dark sky, revealing the holy sword body as white as snow.

Lu Bei raised his hands, grasped the power of the sky tightly, stepped forward, and the extremely powerful sword intent detonated in an instant.

Also detonated at the same time was the small world within the scope of the sword light.

The growth of spiritual roots brought one side's small world into reality, but in a short period of time, it was difficult to change the illusory trend, and his small world was still unable to withstand his full blow.

"How dare you, madman!"

When the sword edge fell, all the demon cultivators were destroyed along with the small world space. Not to mention the physical body, not even the soul could escape.

The old demon Mo Xue's eyes were about to burst. He was a giant in the demonic way of the Qi Yan Kingdom. He was able to have a place in the Xiantian Mansion where strong men gathered because he had many younger brothers. When he arrived in Wuzhou, most of them were killed by Lu Bei. How could he endure it?

He was so angry that he didn't care why Lu Bei had violated the wishes of his elders or why Lu Bei had a Nine Swords. He swung his arms away from the black blood and struck the white light with a pair of iron fists.

Rumble————

A mushroom cloud exploded in the sky, and the air currents surged and swept away in all directions.

Twenty-eight stars were swaying, but only the full moon remained motionless.

The black figure staggered and fell into the sky.

The old demon of black blood raised his unconscious hands, and was shocked to find that the two indestructible iron arms were covered with bones, and all the flesh and blood had been removed by the sword light.

"Ho ho ho!!!"

The old black-blooded demon roared up to the sky, his body expanded three meters, and the bloody giant stepped into the sky. It violently rubbed the air and exploded with a roar, killing Lu Bei in an instant.

Behind him, a blood wheel opened, and five figures sat cross-legged on it, ranging from infants to teenagers, young adults, to middle-aged and old people in five life states.

Long River Blood Chakra.

The old demon of black blood danced with his hands, twisting the void with his magic skills, folding the space in the small world.

The violent momentum hit Lu Bei and he retreated step by step. His pupils shrank and a solemn look appeared on his face.

Seeing that the old devil has no face among the monsters, I thought he was just an ordinary guy, but I didn't expect that his magical powers were so extraordinary, three points more powerful than those of Lu Zhou, Zhu Xiuzhu and other veteran fusion players.

"Junior, I will take your life today!"

The old demon of black blood roared loudly, clasping his hands as his voice drifted.

The next second, he raised his arms high, squeezed the heavy air current with his five fingers, and smashed towards Lu Bei with a majestic blood.

The red light of the Changhe Blood Wheel shines brightly, and the figure representing middle age steps forward and punches, then jumps off the wheel platform. The blood-red body swelled in the storm. The thousand-meter giant stepped on the ground and looked up at the moon and stars. The huge fists advanced layer by layer, compressing the folds of space and pushing back an illusory small world.

Lu Bei was among them, clenched his fist with five fingers, and struck directly at the giant's fist seal.

The four spirits of the sky suppressed the small world, erasing the trembling space. The five elements and five phenomena came together, and the five beams of light were like a rushing river, bombarding the giant with magnificent waves.

boom! boom! boom----

The bloody giant punched continuously, each time heavier and larger than the last.

In an instant, nine fist seals were superimposed, causing the five-color brilliance to fade away.

Breaking through the light curtain, what greeted the bloody giant was a pillar of scorching white light that connected the sky to the ground...

The wind dragon roared, and the boundless white color drowned the giant. The sword light strangled and cut, like thousands of arrows, falling like meteors, instantly completely overwhelming the struggling giant.

In the small world, the sky and the earth were pale, and even the black and white foundation was now rendered white.

"puff!"

The ink-blooded old demon vomited blood, staggered back a few steps, eyes wide open, and couldn't believe that one of his incarnations was killed so easily.

He raised his hand and made a move, blood droplets shot out like projectiles, swallowing several demons that ran away, refining the essence of their flesh and blood, replenishing his body, and barely regaining two points of vitality.

"Junior, your sword intent...who are you?"

"The dog-butchers."

Lu Bei had no expression on his face, regarding the old demon Mo Xue as the elder of the Nine Swords. Da Shitian felt the anger of his master, and desperately inherited the immortal sword intention that could crush the sword body.

The sword becomes whiter and whiter, and the sword's intent becomes heavier.

Lu Bei took a deep breath, and at the moment when his spirit, energy and spirit were at their peak, he slashed with his sword, and a white sea as vast as the ocean swept across the small world.

It touches the earth below, supports the sky above, swallows up the stars and moon, and disrupts the illusory celestial phenomena.

There was a loud bang, and half of the small world shattered.

The white light continued to burn out, breaking out of the black and white foundations, spilling over the Humen Mountains, erasing dozens of peaks in a row, and sinking a large canyon.

The remaining demons wailed and died, the old demon of black blood fell down seriously injured, and on the magic weapon Changhe Blood Wheel, following the middle-aged figure, the two life states of boy and young man disappeared.

Out of five, three are removed, leaving only infants and old people.

"Elder, save me!!"

The old Mo Xue demon fell out of the small world and looked at Lu Bei standing in the dark void with a sword in the distance. He felt that the demon god's arrival was nothing more than that. He raised his head and shouted, hoping that the elders of the Tianjian Sect would come to clean up the door.

"No one can save you today."

Lu Bei's eyes flashed with cold light, and as the golden light escaped, he reached in front of the Black Blood Demon. The snow-white sword swept across and chopped off the head of the Black Blood Old Demon.

"The devil is disturbing me!"

The old demon of black blood crossed his arms on his chest, and the baby's blood shadow burst out of the long river blood wheel with a strange smile. The red light was like lightning, and it went straight into the center of Lu Bei's eyebrows.

"Hahaha---"

Seeing this scene, the old demon Mo Xue couldn't help but laugh loudly, punched Lu Bei with one arm, and hit Lu Bei's head: "Junior, even if you have the ultimate sword intention, you can destroy the three incarnations of me, but the devil's thoughts are in my head. Have you accepted the evil of three hundred years of hard work?"

Buzz! ! !

There was a flash of white light.

The old demon of Black Blood looked at the shoulder-length broken arm in astonishment, and then saw Lu Bei holding the sword in both hands and raising it high. His eyes were clear and unmoved by the demonic thoughts. He froze in place and forgot how to dodge.

Impossible, how come he is not troubled by evil thoughts?

This is not how cultivating immortals is, is it possible... that his demonic thoughts are deeper than mine?

The ripples cut open the flesh and blood, and cut the space in half. On the Changhe Blood Wheel, the old man sitting cross-legged had not yet shown his magical power, and was killed by the old demon of black blood, and he was neatly cut into two parts.

The white light spread, dust billowed, and cracks spread all over the place. The violent power changed the terrain of Humen Mountain, causing the peaks to collapse, and the sky was still three feet high.

The ink-blooded old demon vomited blood and retreated. The five incarnations were beheaded one after another. Even if he had his arm broken and was reborn, he would not dare to fight with Lu Bei again.

He showed fear on his face and shouted wildly: "I have been invited by the Tianjian Sect to rescue you from the enemy Emperor Ji Sect. You are a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. Why did you kill me so hard? Wake up quickly." You can't kill me."

"I can."

Lu Bei stood beside his sword and was about to draw the sword to kill. He sensed two sword lights coming from a distance. He sneered at the corner of his mouth, stepped forward and punched, exploding the old Mo Xue Demon's body with blood, and seriously injured him. Underfoot.

Bang!

Bang!

Two figures with sword lights landed on the ground at the same time, one with gray beard and hair, a majestic appearance, and the other...

look familiar.

Kill Lexian.

Sensing the lingering familiar sword intent around him, he guessed that the person who massacred everyone was Lu Bei. Zhan Lexian felt guilty and couldn't help but swallow. Looking at the other person's suppressed anger eyes, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.

Something is wrong. This kid used to have such a playful smile, but why is he putting so much pressure on me today?

"Who is coming?

Lu Bei held the Great Power Sky and hung it over the head of the old demon Mo Xue. The latter coughed up blood and wailed, reaching out towards the two swordsmen: "Elder Wu, this man is crazy, please save me quickly."

Elder Nine Swords, Da Jingtian, Wu Xian.

"Your Mightiness……"

Wu Xian ignored the old demon of black blood, stared at Lu Bei with a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a deep voice: "But Lu Bei of Ningzhou, the person who is rumored to have learned the immortal sword intention?"

"Who are you?"

"Heavenly Sword Sect, Wu Xian."

Wu Xian's heart suddenly thought. The moment Lu Bei's gaze came over him, the sword's heart was in confusion, and he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure.

The pressure from the top of the food chain made him feel deeply uncomfortable. He tightened his grip on Da Jingtian, and then he managed to feel better.

"And you?"

Lu Bei looked at Zhan Lexian: "Who are you?"

"..."

"Speak, are you mute?"

"Behead, behead Lexian."

Zhan Lexian pursed his lips and made a dry sound.

"What's going on with the two elders?"

Lu Bei chuckled: "Seeing the smoky atmosphere here, Lu guessed that there were demons gathering to cause trouble. When he got closer, he saw that it was true. He raised his knife and killed them all. At the moment, only this bereaved dog was left. I will be cut into pieces, if you two are interested, Lu is willing to give up my love and hand it over to you for execution."

"I'm afraid...it's not good."

Zhan Lexian spoke dryly, but was glared at by Lu Bei. He immediately lowered his head, not daring to take a breath.

This scene made Wu Xian dumbfounded. In his impression, Zhan Lexian always had a hot temper. Although I can't beat you, I am a die-hard who refuses to accept it. This is the first time I have seen him be so honest.

"Since you two have no intention, then Lu can only do it himself."

"No, this person is Tianjian Zonggui..."

Wu Xian was shocked and pale. Before he finished speaking, a human head rolled to the ground. The violent sword intent wiped out the vitality. Under the blessing of the sharp edge of the Great Power Sky, even the Yuan Shen who was in the Great Perfection stage could not bear it.

Immediately, a generation of demon giants died.

I don’t know if there was a marquee flash before he died. If so, think on the bright side, there is no need to worry about the lightning during the tribulation period.

"you you……"

Wu Xian was furious, and his face turned red as the color of pig liver. In his rage, Da Jingtian drew his sharp edge downwards and hit Lu Bei's chest and neck directly.

Ding!

The white sword holds the black sword.

Feeling the killing intent in the sword's edge, Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Xian, and asked coldly: "Elder Wu, are you from Qinggan?"

"That's right, a royal bloodline has been passed down."

"That's fine."

Lu Bei nodded lightly, and under Wu Xian's horrified gaze, he raised his hand to hold Da Jingtian. The nine swords were so sharp, but at this moment they couldn't even hurt him.

Not only that, Da Jingtian became increasingly weak in the process of struggling. In just a few breaths, he completely fell to the opposite side. The sword light bloomed and engulfed the master, causing his palms to become bloody and bloody. Block.

Lu clenched his five fingers tightly and held Da Jingtian trembling: "You are willing to stay with such a thing, which shows that you are not a good person. You are a shameful thing and not worthy of being used by Lu."

After saying this, he raised his hand and threw the Great Jingtian into the void.

"Da Jing..."

Uh-huh! !

Wu Xian kept extending his hand and looked at Lu Bei holding the sword in front of him in shock. A line of blood fell from the peak of his eyebrows. The world in his eyes was divided into two, and the figure of Lu Bei holding the sword also became two.

"What about you, Elder Zhan is also from Qinggan?"

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