"You...you...who the hell are you!"
Zhou Lengning was so frightened that her face turned pale and she backed away repeatedly.
This powerful aura made her feel cold to the bone.
The river of lava fire seemed to have lost all temperature.
The irritating scorching heat in the entire Zhou family fortress, the giant steel city, dropped to freezing point in just an instant.
Looking at Changqing again, Zhou Lengning felt that his soul was about to be frozen to pieces.
It was a pair of fierce ghost eyes that seemed to come from the ghost realm of Jiuyuan. With just one glance, Zhou Lengning felt that he had been seen through.
Chang Qing's body also turned into a ghost form, as if it had no entity. Just looking at it made one's soul be torn apart.
"Ghost way, mass-destroying sword."
Chang Qing groaned softly and slowly drew out the Liuyun Immortal Sword.
At this time, the fairy sword bloomed with endless ghostly light, like a treasure of the ghost clan.
Along with the heart-wrenching sound of the sword being unsheathed, the sound of the sword ignited the fear in the hearts of all the creatures in the Zhou Family Fortress.
"Bold! Who dares to come to my Zhou family to cause trouble!"
"Such an aura, could it be from the ghost clan?"
"Bold villain, die!"
Two monks from the Zhou family who were at the ninth level of the Kongming Realm flew in from the city.
Changqing's eyes also glowed with ghostly divine light, but there was another strange brilliance in his eyes that flashed away.
"A serious sword strike."
Changqing raised the Flowing Cloud Immortal Sword and struck it at the two Zhou family monks.
A green Baizhang Sword Qi condensed instantly and rose straight into the sky, like a chasm, dividing the world into two.
One of the two Zhou family monks who were at the ninth level of the Kongming Realm fell down directly. There was no scratch on his body, but his soul had been killed without a trace.
Another monk from the Zhou family who was at the ninth level of the Kongming Realm changed his face wildly, and his trembling voice spread throughout the city: "The ghost clan's treasured technique! Divine soul attack! Please invite the ancestor!"
"Liuyun Immortal Sect...the ghost clan's treasure...you are the Red Dust Immortal!"
Zhou Lengning retreated to the wall and looked at Changqing in disbelief: "Why?"
Changqing smiled slightly and said, "You will know when your ancestor Zhou Xianya comes."
Changqing's spiritual thoughts swept across, feeling the panic in the whole city, and sighed softly, "But you'd better hurry up, otherwise, if he comes, the Zhou family will only be an empty city this week."
As soon as he finished speaking, Changqing stretched out his hand to grasp.
The body of the Zhou family monk who was at the ninth level of the Kongming Realm just beheaded was caught in Changqing's hands.
The green mist spread and wrapped around the corpse, causing the corpse to be assimilated.
Then, the green mist was swallowed into Changqing's body, which not only replenished the consumption, but also increased Changqing's cultivation.
The entire Zhou family fortress, the giant steel city, all the monks and people fled in panic.
It's like the end is coming, life and death hang on a thread.
A monk wanted to escape from the city, but a ghostly sword light was faster than his movement. This time, no corpse was left behind, but was cut into a wisp of ghost mist and scattered to the ground.
Evergreen's figure walked through the wall like a ghost.
Even the steel barriers covered with formations were regarded as nothing.
In a large courtyard, several monks from the Zhou family were sparring on treasures.
The sudden sword killed their souls, and they didn't even know who killed them until they died.
Deep in a dungeon, half of the prisoners were also killed by "fierce ghosts", and several Zhou family jailers also died suddenly on the spot.
Horrible, indescribable.
Throughout the giant steel city, people were in panic.
Messages were sent out one after another, but the figures that wanted to escape were either killed directly, or were trapped by an invisible barrier, unable to escape!
Outside the city, there was a magic flying boat transporting ore. At this time, a famous monk from the Zhou family wanted to come to investigate.
Just as the magic weapon flying boat flew over, a sword cut the magic weapon flying boat into two halves.
There were not even one Zhou family monk out of ten on the flying boat.
All the monks and people stayed in place in fear. They discovered that as long as they dared to move, a sword would kill them from a strange place.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the highest point in the city in fear.
Evergreen stands quietly on the top of a steel tower.
His face was expressionless, like an ancient god of death.
His gaze can see everything about all living creatures, and his divine sword can take away all life every time it falls.
"One sword with all your strength."
Chang Qing whispered to himself. He no longer wielded his sword, but the sword energy was still everywhere in the city.
Lines of ghostly mist filled the city, and lines of sword energy rose from the fog.
"stop!"
A loud roar of thunder resounded through the sky.
A pure white sword light, as if it was the hope of all living things, broke through the black clouds above the Zhou family's fortress.
A white-haired old man's eyes widened with anger, a pair of fairy eyes bloomed with dazzling divine light, and his terrifying divine thoughts locked onto Changqing.
"Who are you?" Changqing asked.
"Excalibur Villa, the Supreme Elder, is granted the title of Jun!" the white-haired old man roared, "Eternal green, mortal immortal? How dare you kill people wantonly! Do you think Qing Xuantian has no rules?"
"Rules? I am the rule." Changqing said quietly: "This matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you won't interfere."
"Joke! You kill innocent people indiscriminately, how can it have nothing to do with me?" Feng Weijun's hand holding the sword was also trembling with anger.
"Then you come to kill me?" Changqing raised her head and said.
Feng Weijun choked immediately.
Chang Qing raised the corner of his mouth and said: "I will only kill half of the Zhou family this time. But as long as you strike me with a sword, as long as I don't die, then I will kill the other half too!"
Feng Weijun sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. The space around his body was shattering piece by piece. The Lingbao Fairy Sword in his hand was about to be shattered by him, but he still couldn't lift it half an inch.
The power of Chang Qing's sword power surpassed the ninth level of the Sky and Nether Realm. Although he had not yet reached the level of Sanxian, Feng Weijun had to use all his strength if he wanted to kill Chang Qing.
In this way, the Zhou family's fortress will inevitably be completely destroyed by his sword. As a result, no one can be saved!
The invisible killings continued, and the entire Zhou family fortress had become a Shura hell.
Cries, wailings, and begging for mercy resounded throughout the city.
But this does not slow down Changqing's killing speed. On the contrary, Changqing kills faster and faster.
The gloomy ghostly mist was spreading everywhere around the street. Blood-colored vines grew vigorously, climbing up the walls, and blossomed into pure white spiritual flowers on the roofs.
Feng Weijun felt a chill rush straight to the back of his head. In his eyes, this scene had no sense of beauty at all. Instead, it was extremely terrifying!
Flesh and blood condense into vines, and the soul blossoms into flowers...
Even in the ghost realm, there are no such terrifying scenes!
Finally, Feng Weijun couldn't bear it anymore and raised the Lingbao Fairy Sword in his hand.
"Are you sure that you will kill half of the Zhou family's monks and people this time?" Chang Qing said with a smile, sheathing her sword and standing up.
Changqing even made a gesture of invitation: "Come on, let's do it."
