He knelt down in front of Lu Chen, his throat filled with blood, and the light in his eyes became increasingly dim.
The moonlight illuminated the blood on the ground brightly, and he could vaguely see what he looked like now, with weird black horns, high raised eyebrows, and sharp fangs.
"Yeah, with this look, what qualifications do you have to use a sword?" The pride in Yun He's heart disappeared, and his head hung down helplessly.
When Yun He was completely dead, the dazzling golden light subsided like a tide, and Lu Chen returned to his original appearance, with his face slightly pale and his steps a little sloppy.
"It's a bit reluctant to use the Xuan Yao state now. The source of the sea of suffering is not enough to support it." Lu Chen breathed quickly, swallowing the cold mountain breeze.
Xuan Yao State is the ultimate secret method recorded in the true method of refining the sun.
It can mobilize all the power in the sea of suffering and mobilize the power of blood in his body, allowing him to enter his own perfect state and obtain the result of a substantial increase in strength.
Judging from the results of the battle just now, the combat effectiveness in this extreme state is obviously extremely powerful.
The disadvantage is that within a quarter of an hour at most, he will feel soreness in his lower back, weakness in his legs, and will automatically exit the extreme state without any further action.
[Source species: 6 points]
As the number of source seeds required for improvement increases, the number collected also changes... Lu Chen glanced at the panel and saw that Yun He was at a higher level than him, so it was reasonable to gain 6 points.
"There are still four points left before we can push the true method of refining the sun to the first level." Lu Chen picked up the black gold sword and wondered if he could get some more source of essence from Lord Zheng afterwards.
Poof!
Mo Dao was inserted into the monster's head, and Li Baishen's lower abdomen was pierced by sharp claws. He held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the light of the knife crushed its head and threw it away with one blow.
"Huhu, can Wang Tu still hold on?" Li Baishan was covered in wounds, blood gushed out from his lower abdomen, and he was breathing heavily.
Behind him, Wang Tu sat paralyzed on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his lips trembling violently, "The healing speed is too slow, I feel like I am going to die."
After that, he coughed up blood.
"Shut your crow mouth and continue fighting." Song Yu resisted with a horizontal sword. They killed a lot of these monsters, and now half of them are left.
But the team was also seriously injured. Wang Tu and two team members were seriously injured. Song Yu was exhausted and was just struggling to hold on.
Guan Chen wiped the blood from the knife and stood in front of Wang Tu while panting.
Li Baishan looked at them who were resisting to the death and couldn't help but sigh, "Guan Chen, you take Wang Tu away, one by one as long as you can."
There is no requirement to complete this mission to raid Baishui Cliff.
"We're leaving, what will happen to the brothers in the front mountain?" Song Yu looked stubbornly and pointed at the village down the mountain, "What if these things run into the village?"
"Are we just going to stay here and wait to die?" Li Baishan replied weakly and persuaded: "Lu Chen can't even protect himself now, we can't count on him."
Song Yu was suddenly speechless and didn't know how to speak.
However, at this moment, the remaining monsters gathered around, seeming to realize that they were unable to resist, and planned to take the opportunity to kill everyone.
With a bang, the leader of the monster jumped up and opened its bloody mouth. The ten monsters behind it also attacked at the same time, and a strong fishy smell hit their faces.
Song Yu's expression changed drastically, and when he was about to raise his knife and fight, a figure came into view.
Lu Chen wandered around one after another, and each blow was bound to result in a monster. Blood and stumps, sword light and cold wind were all mixed together at this moment.
The originally menacing group of monsters fled in all directions, but their speed was too fast.
Song Yu sat on the ground exhausted, looking at Lu Shen who was clearing away the monsters, "Tell me, who is he? At his age and strength, he is really shocking."
"He really killed Yun He..." Li Baishan's lips squirmed, but he found that he didn't know what to say. He shook his head with a wry smile and collapsed on the ground.
He thought that at such a young age, he had entered the ninth level of the bloodline realm, and that the Taoist realm was just around the corner, but he didn't understand until he met Lu Chen.
It turns out that there is a huge difference between genius and genius.
Wang Tu didn't think so much, and took the opportunity to adjust his breath to heal his injuries, "I don't understand what you are talking about. All I know is that there is no leader today, and we will all die here."
Guan Chen was excited, looking at the fast-moving figure, "One day, I can be as powerful as the boss."
While everyone was talking, the battle over there was over. Lu Chen stood in Yueguang's hand, and the black gold sword flew away the blood, and sank into the scabbard with a clang.
"It's almost two hours. The road ahead should be easy." Lu Chen looked at the injured team and thought for a moment, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to rest."
Song Yu stood up with a firm gaze, "I have no problem, just let Wang Tu and the others stay here if they are seriously injured."
"Let's go together." Wang Tu grinned and stood up with Guan Chen's help, "As long as the influence of those monsters is eliminated, my injuries will recover quickly."
His wounds are healing, and without the threat of monsters, it is much faster to get rid of the auras that hinder healing.
The injured people supported each other and stood in front of Lu Chen. Everyone had injuries on their faces, but they had smiles on their faces and light in their eyes.
Lu Chen glanced at everyone one by one and said with a smile: "I will open the way in front. Those who can't follow will return to Xiahe Village."
He carried the black gold sword and ran through the mountains and forests. Song Yu and others followed behind him, and soon they arrived at the cave where red light gushed out.
The red light was the same color as blood, rising and falling in front of the cave like a tide. Lu Shen looked inside and saw a tunnel leading deep into the mountain.
I saw black tentacles crawling on the stone wall, secreting dense things the size of rice grains, twisting like living creatures.
The stone walls on all sides were blood-colored, like fresh and tender meat, and things like blood vessels on the surface were squirming silently, as if they were alive.
"Song Yu, how much time do we have?" Lu Chen looked at the dark corridor, his brows knitted together. No one knew what traps were arranged inside.
Song Yu replied: "It's two hours away, and there's still a quarter of an hour left."
"Go in." Lu Chen stepped into the corridor first. The flesh and blood under his feet was soft, half of his soles were stuck in it, and there was a strong smell in the air.
It smells like seafood.
At this moment, the entrance to the rear suddenly closed, the surrounding flesh and tentacles began to squirm crazily, and the flesh and blood walls on both sides gradually closed.
Lu Chen exerted force on the soles of his feet and immediately shot out like arrows, "Everyone, charge forward with all your strength!"
Ten figures shot out quickly, like lightning bolts traveling quickly, while the flesh and stone walls on both sides shrank slowly.
He doesn't seem to worry about his prey escaping.
The width on both sides became narrower and narrower, only about two meters left. Lu Chen looked at the bottomless corridor, his brows almost twisted into a ball.
…
Yushan Sword Sect was founded in the 137th year of Emperor Yuan Dynasty and has a history of nearly two hundred years.
The top of the peak is a patchwork of buildings, with white walls and black tiles. It is said that the first generation master found a master to carefully build this mountain gate.
Directly in front of the main hall is a practice area with a radius of nine feet, paved with blue bricks measuring three feet and six feet.
On the ground, there is a huge picture of the angry sea, with white spray gushing out from the black waves, like a curtain wall blocking the world, and the shadow swallows up the fishing boats below.
The crowd on the boat was chaotic. Some people were running away with their heads in their hands, some people were jumping into the sea to escape, and some were praying in the wind and rain. The characters' expressions were painted lifelike.
And in the dim darkness of the huge waves, a shadow could be seen towering above the sky, with twisting tentacles holding lightning, and the waves surged at his feet.
As time goes by, the picture of the angry sea becomes clearer and clearer. The smelly sea water oozes from the ground, the sound of thunder is heard, and the extremely evil aura is like mist.
The white-haired Mr. Cha looked at the increasingly clear shadow, with rare excitement in his eyes, and his breathing became a little heavy. It's coming soon, it's coming soon.
Unconsciously, he seemed to have returned to his boyhood, to the small fishing village, and was fascinated by the girl on the boat, who was dancing happily.
"Sir, those people are about to launch a general attack." The man shrouded in a cloak with tiger stripes on his mouth looked at the bleak mountain gate.
Master Zha calmed down his mind, restrained the bones in his wrists, and a smile appeared on his face, "This is exactly what I want to see. By the time they break through the mountain gate, they will have enough vitality."
"If something goes wrong in Baishuiya, we won't be able to achieve the results you want." He lifted up his cloak, revealing a decadent face. His left eye was blind and there was a hideous scar.
"Baishui Cliff?" Mr. Zha turned his back to that side and didn't even look back. "No one can come up here. Just wait patiently for Mr. Zheng to launch a general attack."
Regarding the flaw in Baishui Cliff, he put great thought into it. Not only did he arrange for three elders to guard it in military formation, but he also had Yunhe who was in the Taoist realm and more than twenty people of the ninth level of bloodline.
He has found out the strength of Liangshan County, and apart from Commander Song and Lord Zheng, there are no more Taoist realms.
As for Lu Chen, although his talent is good, it still takes a lot of time to achieve Taoism. This so-called genius is not something to be afraid of.
Mr. Zha was confident of winning, and said with a smile: "However, we can't wait like this. It's better to put some pressure on Mr. Zheng."
There was a faint smell of blood in the dark woods, and the wounded groaned in the back. Mr. Zheng pinched his index finger from time to time, waiting for information from the other side of the road.
"There are still half an hour until two hours." Commander Song estimated the time and held down the Mo Dao on his waist. "I hope you won't hesitate at that time."
However, just as he finished speaking, the top of the mountain suddenly appeared. Thick black mist covered the mountain forest like a tide, and the smell of rotten seafood filled the cold wind.
In everyone's ears, a strange murmur suddenly sounded.
Lord Zheng quickly looked towards Thousand Blades Mountain. The peak was connected to the sky, and there was a vaguely huge shadow among the thick lead clouds.
"With this kind of specification, is that... a divine sacrifice?!" Commander Song changed his tone and quickly called out to the resting soldiers, "The entire army is on alert and listen to my orders."
Commander Song raised his arm and looked at Mr. Zheng next to him. When he saw the other man nodding, he suddenly waved his palm down, "At all costs, encircle and suppress the Yushan Sword Sect!"
