This Swordsman is Too Steady

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After another half day, the top 25 of this ancestor worship competition were finally born.

This time the ancestor worship competition, no dark horse appeared, and the ones who won the Longmen quota in the end were all outstanding barbarians of the old clan.

At this time, the ancestor worship ceremony is the most lively time.

——The Great Dream Witch is about to open the Dragon Gate Secret Realm, and let each clan begin to sacrifice spirits.

The fifty heads of sacrifice spirits were already ready to go, eager to try, staring at the statue in the middle of the lake with scorching eyes.

The secret realm of the Dragon Gate is just below that statue.

Lu Qingshan was in the crowd, watching leisurely.

No matter how good the Longmen Secret Realm was, it was only for monsters, so he didn't have much thoughts.

King West Rat is also indifferent.

Although breaking the blood yoke sounds extremely tempting, the problem is that it is now only Grade 3.

And its own bloodline was already the sixth-rank phantom rat bloodline, plus it was later acquired the demon spirit inheritance, and it was too early for the bloodline shackles.

The crowd waited for about half an hour, but the Great Dream Witch did not appear for a long time.

A blue cow with scales seemed to be impatient, and asked aloud: "Shilin, we are all ready, why the old man of the Great Dream Witch has not appeared yet, have you forgotten to inform him that the ancestor worship is over? Up?"

Shi Lin is the disciple of the Great Dream Witch, that handsome boy from the barbarian race.

As soon as the ancestor worship ceremony ended, Da Khan had already left the ancestral land.

In fact, most of the ancestor worship ceremony, the barbarian sweat will not appear, this time it is a few exceptions.

As for the Great Dream Witch, he went to the depths of the ancestral land to see the town **** beast of the barbarian.

Therefore, at this time in Nam Co, only Shi Lin was responsible for overseeing the ancestor worship ceremony.

"As soon as the ancestor worship competition is over, I have already sent a letter to inform the master," Shi Lin also frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, but as a disciple of the Great Dream Witch, he still knew how to control the scene, so he quickly calmed down. Said: "Senior Niu Demon, Master, his elder may be delayed for a while because of important things. Please stay calm and don't worry about this moment."

After being said by Shi Lin, Qing Niu Ji Ling couldn't say anything more, and went quiet again.

In this way, everyone waited for another hour.

At this time, even the barbarians who were just watching the show and the sacrifice spirits who were not qualified to enter the dragon gate began to commotion, and many people were whispering.

"The ancestor worship is over. Why doesn't the Great Dream Witch show up yet? It shouldn't be such an omission to take the Lord Great Dream Witch as a person."

"Indeed, what happened to the Great Dream Witch?" Someone guessed.

Even Lu Qingshan gradually had some bad feelings in his heart, "Isn't it a sudden change?"

"How is it possible? My barbarian tribe ancestor worship ceremony has been held for thousands of years, and I have never heard of an accident." Patriarch Xiong subconsciously retorted.

Yes, it's okay if you don't say this.

Now that I have said this, according to tradition, this accident has to come...

boom!

Lu Qingshan's complaint about Patriarch Xiong just flashed past, and a earth-shattering explosion sounded into everyone's ears.

A violent energy fluctuation has already exploded in the air.

Lu Qingshan's heart jumped, and his gaze quickly followed the direction of the sound source. The place where the energy came from was the depths of the ancestral land, which was extremely far away.

When he glanced at it, he could only see two faint shadows, not real at all.

Roar!

Then came a violent howl.

"This is the voice of Dark Cangmolong! What's the situation? How can it be alarmed?!" Patriarch Xiong who was standing beside Lu Qingshan exclaimed.

"Dark Molong?" Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Dark Cang Molong is the sacred beast of our Barbarian Clan. The eighth rank exists, and I don't know how many years it has survived. Even the Great Dream Witch must be respectful in front of the Dark Cang Molong and dare not be disrespectful.

In most cases, the Dark Cangmolong is in deep sleep, and after each ancestor worship ceremony, the Big Dream Witch will visit him once," Patriarch Xiong swallowed and murmured. : "Something big, something big..."

You see, all flags are planted behind your back, it's strange if nothing happens.

Lu Qingshan was unable to complain.

The violent energy fluctuations caused a muffled explosion. Even though he was far away from the fighting place, Lu Qingshan still felt a little dull in his ears.

In the distant sky, red and black almost occupy the entire sky.

The light even covered the sunlight, and even the layers of white clouds were shaken away.

Moreover, this energy fluctuation seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and they have already felt a little coercion in the ancestral land.

Lu Qingshan faintly felt wrong.

Intuition tells him that it seems that leaving this place right away is the most correct choice.

Trembling---

A strange voice came.

Lu Qingshan turned his head and found that the King of Rats, who had turned into a giant tiger, was shocked by this energy and his legs were shaking violently.

——Although turned into a giant tiger, the essence is still a rat demon.

The rat gall has always been small.

"Don't be afraid," Lu Qingshan thought amused, "It's far away, it won't affect us."

"The Lord Mouse is not afraid." Although the King of Western Rat is courageous, he is very face-conscious.

"I'm not afraid, then what are you shaking..." Patriarch Xiong said subconsciously.

"I'm not trembling, I'm full of energy." King West Rat refused to admit defeat.

"Dark Molong..." Here, Lu Qingshan returned to his senses and muttered, a thought flashed in his heart, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the ancestral land.

"If I can observe the eighth-rank big monster beast, maybe my sword-qi creature that is short of the door can break through the sea of ​​consciousness, and then appear..."

However, he hesitated.

The distance was too far, and he couldn't see the whole picture of the Dark Molong at all.

He had to get closer before he could observe it, but that was a battleground where the eight realms existed, and even if only the aftermath affected him, it would definitely not be something he could bear.

This is dangerous.

When Lu Qingshan was still hesitating, the situation changed again.

Above them, there were suddenly countless black threads flying around.

Not long after, these black threads gathered together and turned into a figure with no specific appearance.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan's expression suddenly changed.

These black threads are transformed by demons.

Therefore, the figure in front of us is from the Demon Race!

How come you meet people from the demons here?

In this case, the person who fought the Dark Cangmolong was naturally a member of the Demon Race.

The people of the demons in the sky are all from the underworld. The underworld mobilizes such manpower, how easy can it be?

Thinking about this, Lu Qingshan felt a chill in her heart.

"Who are you?" An old man with white beard and hair but a very ruddy face stood up and asked the weird figure.

He is one of the five top clans of the Barbarians, the patriarch of the Barbarians, Kuiyue.

Kuiyue carefully looked at the figure in front of her, only feeling that his cultivation was unfathomable.

Had it not been for the presence of other barbarian masters and sacrifices on the field at this time, he would not dare to come forward.

Soon, several more figures flew out of the crowd from the barbarian side, and the finished character shape surrounded this sudden and strange figure.

"Patriarch Kuiyue, this person is strange, not like a human being." The patriarch of the Barbarian Mu tribe has raised eyebrows, staring at the strange figure that has not said a word since it appeared.

When being reminded like this, Kuiyue glanced carefully again, suddenly shocked and inexplicable.

The person in front of him has a strange aura, indeed he does not look like a human being.

And that weird figure finally moved at this moment.

In the next moment, countless black energy suddenly gushed out of his body.

These black qi was as dark as ink, forming a cloud after another, and then suddenly expanded, moving in all directions, instantly swallowing all the light, pulling everyone into a dark night demon realm.

Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly went dark.

At the top of this dark world, a scarlet vertical eye appeared, like an evil ghost overlooking the world.

Magic domain.

Lu Qingshan had already reacted, what kind of means was this.

The Demon Realm corresponds to the Tao Realm of the Human Race cultivator, and it is a means that can only be used by cultivation bases above seven levels.

This is the ability to control the world.

The monks in this dark world not only have their visibility reduced to a minimum, but they are also completely isolated from divine consciousness detection.

This world was already under the control of the demons who appeared suddenly.

This made everyone very jealous, and the grumpy sacrifice spirits even roared.

The scene is extremely chaotic.

"Go back," Kuiling's expression changed as he was also pulled into this dark world, and shouted loudly: "People below the seven realms, get out of here!"

Although the barbarians on the field were not from his clan, they were both barbarians, and Kui Ling still instinctively stopped in front of that strange figure, trying to buy time for the barbarian monks to escape.

The same is true for other barbarians overhaul, their whole body suddenly shines, as if a round of scorching sun is rising in the body.

They stopped in front of this demons.

As for those fierce seventh-grade sacrifice spirits, they were already violently rushing towards the strange figure.

"Hiss——" The weird figure just chuckled and shook his body, and disappeared out of thin air.

The priests rushed into the air, scanned the surroundings angrily, looking for the person of the Demon Race who had disappeared, and then found that the person had appeared hundreds of meters away from the left.

In the darkness and darkness, several groups of black energy flew out from the body of this demon clan, and fell on several barbarian cultivators with low cultivation level.

These barbarian cultivators did not have any strength to resist, their sturdy, energetic bodies shrank quickly, and finally turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

This terrible scene has made many barbarian cultivators feel terrified.

For a time, the blood rushed into the sky, and the barbarian monks were waiting in a serious battle. Everyone was in danger, and their figures quickly swept back, preparing to escape from this area.

Lu Qingshan did the same, hurriedly fleeing here.

As he turned around, Lu Qingshan subconsciously glanced at the statue in the center of the lake.

This was not the first time he saw this statue. Every time he saw it, he felt an inexplicable and familiar aura. He also pondered it carefully, but in the end he found nothing.

But this time, the familiar breath on the statue was particularly strong.

Unfortunately, the situation is urgent now, and he has no time to think about the statue.

Regaining his gaze, Lu Qingshan then retreated. The Western Rat had already turned back to his original form and hid in his sleeves.

Fortunately, that weird figure seems to just want to mess up the scene, and has no idea of ​​killing the barbarian monks, so the restrictions of the demon domain are completely released, allowing them to move more easily.

Otherwise, if the caster of the Demon Realm had the intention to target it, they would be difficult to move in the Demon Realm.

"You have to break through this demon realm first," Kuiyue patriarch roared: "Everyone, follow me!"

Lu Qingshan heard Patriarch Kuiyue's voice, but he did not look back.

He didn't dare to put hope on others, so he could only speed up again and escape from the demon realm.

The retreat went smoothly.

Not long after, Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up, and the sun that had disappeared for a long time fell on him again.

He left the Demon Realm without danger.

I have to leave this place, what else will happen next!

Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and he was about to fly away to the east.

To the east is the direction to leave the wilderness.

Although the unintentional Demon Race didn't seem to have much murderous intentions towards the Barbarian monks, the feeling that life and death were in the hands of others was not good.

Therefore, it is best for him to leave the wild land as soon as possible for the correct answer.

boom!

Lu Qingshan, who was about to leave, heard another thunderous explosion from a distance.

Dark Cangmolong's battle continued.

Lu Qingshan's figure stopped abruptly, and the previous thought came out again.

Do you want to check it out?

Dark Cangmolong's battle location is deep in the ancestral land. If he chooses to watch, he will pass here again when he returns.

"Just look at it from a distance, and leave after reading it. Be careful and nothing will happen." Lu Qingshan did not hesitate for too long, gritted his teeth, and finally decided to take the risk.

More than a thousand heads of sacrificed spirits have not allowed him to give birth to the Sword Qi Holy Spirit. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to wait until the year of the monkey if he wants to reach the realm of Sword Qi transformation?

After making up his mind, Lu Qingshan didn't hesitate anymore, first took the Western Rat King into the spirit beast bag, and then rushed towards the battle location of the Dark Molong.

His speed was extremely fast, and after half a quarter of an hour, Lu Qingshan finally reached a distance long enough to see both sides of the battle.

In the blue sky, the two figures are constantly intertwining, fiercely colliding, and the space seems to be rippling slightly under this fierce offensive, with terrifying energy spreading in all directions.

The area around their battlefield was already in a mess, and rocks were flying everywhere.

On the two sides of the battle, on one side was a middle-aged man who was more than 40 years old and had an elegant appearance.

It's just that the black magical energy tumbling on his body destroyed this elegant feeling.

On the other side is a five-clawed black dragon.

The black dragon's horns are crystal clear, with black light shimmering, and the whole body is covered with black scales.

Those scales are like armor, each of which has a door as big as a door, and it is shining with a little brilliance. Just looking at it makes people feel shocked.

Among the black clouds, the dark blue and black body of the dark dragon is looming, and it is as long as a hundred meters, and it is as strong as the back of a mountain.

This is the sacred beast of the barbarians, the dragon that stands tall.

Dark Cangmolong stepped into the void, and every time it moved, it would make the void tremble.

The invisible coercion came down even more than a dozen miles away, making Lu Qingshan's heart tremble.

"Is this the Dragon Clan?" Lu Qingshan's figure was hidden in the mountains, his eyes flashed with strange colors, and he looked at the dark black ink dragon that seemed to be the black Great Wall in a blur.

Observe the shape and understand its meaning.

Endless desolation and long-term meaning appeared in Lu Qingshan's mind.

He could see every subtle tribe in the body of Cangmolong from the fire to the darkness.

In this meticulous observation, he even felt the terrifying power contained in his physical body.

The strong sense of crisis seemed to inspire Lu Qingshan's potential, making his observation faster than ever.

Bang bang bang!

Continuous banging sounded in the air.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and sketched the dark Molong in his mind.

The feeling that the sword qi creature was about to be born in the sea of ​​consciousness became more and more obvious.

In the next moment, his sea of ​​consciousness began to surging and tumbling constantly, as if there were some terrifying beasts, he wanted to peek out from the depths of the seabed to take a look at the outside world.

Come out, come out!

Lu Qingshan kept shouting in his heart.

boom!

In the sea of ​​knowledge, there was a huge roar suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He seemed to hear the roar of a fierce beast.

then.......

Some disappeared, the roar disappeared, the feeling that the sword spirit holy spirit was about to be born also disappeared, and even the tumbling sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm.

Lu Qingshan was short of breath.

The terrifying beast lurking in the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge, at the end, could not stick out its head.

In other words, after observing more than a thousand heads of sacrifice spirits and an eighth rank dragon, he still failed to give birth to a sword qi creature.

Even with his self-cultivation, he felt a little irritable at this time.

If you don't want to show up, what do you yell at?

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