Lu Xuanji pulled out his long sword and killed him.
The nine-color long sword flashes and rotates [Heavenly Sword Mystery]. Life and death are rotating under one sword. Time and space are fluctuating and changing, stars are rotating in birth and death, years are passing by, cause and effect are changing, and destruction and killing are rising and falling.
From drawing the sword to swinging the sword to kill, it was done very quickly and in one go, as if it had become instinctive.
The long road is extremely sharp, cutting everything wherever it goes.
Bang bang!
The knives collided with each other, there was no extra fancy, some were just the simplest slashes, and some were just clashes of strength.
But the Golden Lion Ancestor secretly said, "Not good!"
Under this sword, his magic power was collapsing, just like a wooden sword encountering a steel sword.
Mystery is also collapsing, and it has collapsed thousands of miles away.
His arms were numb, and he almost subconsciously stepped back.
But when the Golden Lion Ancestor thought of the city behind him and the people behind him, his originally fearful mentality became extraordinarily brave. The timidity, fear, fear, panic, anxiety, anxiety and other negative emotions in his heart all dissipated. , some just move forward bravely and fight for the sake of their race.
Fight for survival.
"The genius of the human race, I am not as good as you, but I do not lack the courage to fight...take my first blow and ask the world of mortals!"
As the state of mind of the Golden Lion Ancestor changed, the aura on his body was rising, and the mana on his body was instilled into the long sword. The originally dark magic sword became brighter, as if a bright moon was rising, and the endless aura of the world of mortals It's rolling in, as if it's going to evolve into all kinds of things in the world.
The mana was being consumed violently, and the silver light on the long knife became brighter and brighter. The light flashed and condensed into one stream, turning into a silver thread, and it directly struck down.
Under this sword, there is not only a physical attack, which can tear the enemy's body and soul, but also interrogate the enemy's state of mind, turning it into a Taoist attack.
In an instant, it swept down like heavy snow all over the sky.
Suddenly, Lu Xuanji seemed to have returned to his boyhood, to the time when his parents were still alive, when his brother was still there, his wife was still there, and his son was still there. At that time, many relatives were still there, the world was full of family affection, friendship, and love. , all kinds of emotions mixed together.
Pictures from the past appear in memory.
Those memories buried deep in the soul did not disappear, but were subconsciously forgotten.
At this moment, everyone was awakened.
It's annoying and messy, but it makes people miss it.
The mortal world is confusing, but it is warm in the heart.
Later, as his cultivation became stronger and his lifespan became longer, his relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, and even enemies also disappeared. There are fewer and fewer people who are familiar with him. As for the few people, their former names are gradually forgotten by the world, and some are just Ancestor Lu.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
At this moment, tears flowed from Lu Xuanji's eyes, and his eyes turned red.
This knife shook his Taoist heart.
The long knife struck down, less than an inch from the center of the eyebrow.
The sharp killing intent seemed to be about to pierce through his head.
Lu Xuanji stretched out his left hand and pointed his fingers on the long knife, as if playing a pipa.
Bang!
Amidst the crisp sound, the knife was flicked away. But the sharp blade also pierced his finger, and blood dripped on the ground. The blood was colored glaze and scattered on the ground like pearls.
"The second sword, kill the gods and demons!"
The ancestor of the Golden Lion stepped forward, drew his long sword and killed him.
As the sword struck, countless phantoms appeared. These were the remnant souls of the Golden Lion clan that had perished over the past generations. They were attached to the blade one after another. Millions of gods and demons were roaring on their bodies, and countless resentful souls were roaring filial piety. The originally cyan long knife immediately turned gray after countless residual souls entered the body.
The mystery of death is rising and falling, and blessings are upon it.
The void made a hissing sound, and the void was dyed gray, turning into endless dead silence.
The spiritual energy within a hundred miles radius was affected, and they gathered one after another, condensing into a terrifying force of extinction, coming for a decisive kill.
With this sword, formation patterns were activated in the earth, and twelve cities were moving. The mana from the Golden Lion clan was extracted and gathered into the cities. At the moment when it was operated to the extreme, it was blessed on the Golden Lion Ancestor. , the power of this sword has been upgraded to a new level, and it has gradually broken through the shackles and entered the level of harmony.
Once the sword is out, no ghosts or ghosts will be left behind.
"Good knife!"
Lu Xuanji activated his secret technique, and haloes of light rose up from his body, turning into nine golden glazed halos. The haloes were formed by the gathering and condensation of golden runes. They surrounded his body, sending out bursts of gold and iron collisions. The sound is continuous.
The qi and blood in the body are boiling, like lava flowing in the body, rushing endlessly; the heart is beating violently, making a sound like a war drum and emitting sound waves of destruction.
The muscles were vibrating violently, making a buzzing sound. Each muscle was like a small bowstring. The muscles were tightened, bursting out with endless killing power.
The runes on the bones are bursting out, as if an immortal artifact is activating its due power, but the powerful one cannot be activated.
The Dantian is rotating, the Dantian turns into black and white, black evolves into the mysteries of death, white evolves into the mysteries of life, the two qi of life and death are rotating, like the eternal furnace is spinning, birth and death, evolving into huge divine energy; the five internal organs are resonating, There are ancient gods awakening, evolving the Five Elements Mysteries, and bursting out with devastating power.
The limbs are moving, the runes are rising and falling, moving the four poles of the world, stimulating the power of thought, the earth, water, wind and fire are surging, seeming to turn into a supreme killing power.
The ridge pillar is rotating, and runes appear in the ridge pillar. The runes are rotating, rising and dying, and are constantly changing, like a dragon awakening, constantly changing and dying.
The eyes are moving, the left eye turns into the moon, the right eye turns into the sun, the sun and the moon are moving, yin and yang are arising and dying, and the mysteries of yin and yang are moving to the extreme.
All over the body, 129,600 acupoints are running, communicating with the endless starry sky, guiding the power of the stars, and the secrets of the stars are inspired.
A lot of qi and blood, a lot of divine energy, a lot of mysteries, all perfectly integrated.
Lu Xuanji's body glowed with precious light, as if the immortal God of War punched out with a punch, and the force of destruction struck, tearing everything apart.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The long knife and the fist collided together, like the top magic weapons clashing together, tearing each other apart to their heart's content.
The long knife was jumping, changing the shadow. The shadow was flickering and changing. It attacked from different angles in a strange way. It was fast and fierce, slashing Xianlu Xuanji's head, neck, chest, heart, and thighs. , shoulders, arms, etc. It's just a long knife, but it has the effect of dozens of long knives.
Countless sword shadows are transformed into the void. The shadows of the swords change in reality and reality. They seem to be real and illusory. They are changing at any time, arising and dying at any time.
Bang bang!
Lu Xuanji's steps flashed, one step after another, and he shot out.
The glazed halo is shattering, but it is growing again, the runes are collapsing, and the runes are growing again, it is immortal, and its movement is immortal.
In the void, the figures of the two people were constantly changing, and their positions were constantly moving.
Countless shadows were rising and falling at extremely fast speeds.
They can fight quickly without any terrifying energy leaking out. At their level, they can perfectly control every ounce of mana in their bodies, save every ounce of mana, and not let their mana go to waste. Every ounce of mana is applied to the extreme, and the attack is just right.
Every ounce of mana unleashed the most tyrannical attack.
Fight quickly, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves will be over.
The two bodies separated quickly.
Ahem!
The Golden Lion Ancestor coughed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. There were fist marks, palm prints, fingerprints, and other injuries on his body. The armor he wore was blown apart one after another in the fierce confrontation and suffered serious damage. , the battle armor was in tatters and was quite embarrassing.
Lu Xuanji also retreated, the glazed halo on his body became dim, and there was a huge wound on his chest. But just by using the spell for a little while, all the damaged wounds were immediately healed, and he was back to his peak again.
A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the Golden Lion Ancestor.
This extraterrestrial human race is very powerful, more powerful than he imagined.
During the battle, he was seriously injured and suffered a huge loss of mana;
But the outsider human race in front of him was just panting slightly and only slightly injured.
I envy him for being very young, his bone age is only over 4,000 years old, and he has reached the peak of void refining; I envy him for being very young, with strong energy and blood, strong vitality, and can continue to fight. He has enough lifespan to aspire to the realm of Hedao, enter a higher realm, and pursue a broader future.
But he is dying, his energy and blood are depleting, and his longevity is exhausted.
"The third sword, where is the path to immortality?"
The Golden Lion Ancestor swung his long sword and struck out with another blow.
It's just that this sword didn't have the vitality of the first sword, nor the majesty of the second sword, but only despair.
Despair for the future, confusion about the immortal way.
Monks are born to cultivate immortality and work hard to become immortals, but how many of them have become immortals?
Becoming an immortal is just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. It looks beautiful, but it is just a dream.
After waking up from the dream, I felt nothing but fatigue and loss.
Stab!
This knife is extremely sharp and tears everything apart.
Lu Xuanji activated the secret technique, and the glazed halo was collapsing, one after another, nine in a row. It seems that the speed of collapse is too fast, too fast to make up for, and too fast to repair.
The golden mana circulated and turned into three feet of energy. It was blocked in front, but it was cut open by a knife, like a paper lake.
The powerful physical body was comparable to an eighth-grade spiritual treasure, but it was directly chopped open by this sword.
"What a fast knife..."
Lu Xuanji sighed, and a trace of blood appeared between his eyebrows.
The impact of destructive energy, the mystery of death annihilated everything, the body was torn apart, the soul was shattered, turned into dust, scattered in the void.
Lu Xuanji died on the spot.
"Cough cough cough!"
The Golden Lion Ancestor coughed again. His energy and blood were rapidly depleting at his peak. His original appearance of a middle-aged man was extremely depleted, and he once again changed into the appearance of an old man. "Finally killed him..."
But at this moment, a majestic man appeared in the void, it was Lu Xuanji.
It's just that his face is pale and his expression is a little complicated.
"How is it possible? I just killed you..." The Golden Lion Ancestor said unwillingly: "That's right... you came back to life again with a secret treasure. I am not willing to... I am not willing..."
The Golden Lion Ancestor was angry, activated his magic power, and fought back.
But at this moment, his mana was exhausted, his energy and blood were exhausted, and he could no longer attack, so he just sat down on the spot.
"Your heart is as high as the sky, and your life is as thin as paper. Your qualifications are very strong, your understanding is very strong, and you have an invincible Taoist heart. But after all, your qualifications are not as good as mine, your talent is not as good as mine, your understanding is not as good as mine, and your luck is not as good as mine. You are not Who will die!" Lu Xuanji said coldly.
Just now, that knife had killed him.
However, he has top secret skills.
In the past, after practicing the Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon, he had nine lives. Understand the secrets of creation, smelt thirty-three treasures, and have thirty-three lives. If you want to kill him, you must kill him thirty-three times in a row and kill him completely. His life-preserving ability can be said to be first-rate and powerful.
As for the Golden Lion Ancestor, he has an invincible Taoist heart and a strong understanding, but after all, his talent is worse than everything else, and his luck is a little worse.
"It's time to end this!"
Lu Xuanji said indifferently, waving his long knife, turning it into a terrifying murderous intent, and struck down.
The formations in the twelve cities were functioning, but they did not last long before they began to collapse.
Then, the brutal massacre began.
Kill kill kill!
Kill the Golden Lion Clan, use the big to bully the small, kill the Transformation God, kill the Nascent Soul, kill the Golden Pill, kill the Zifu, kill the Foundation Establishment, kill the Qi Refining, kill them one by one, without mercy.
Many monks are obsessive about their moral integrity and do not like to bully the weak. They often say that I am the Nascent Soul and do not bother to take action against Qi Refining monks.
But Lu Xuanji didn't have such a fetish for cleanliness, but a peak-level Void Refiner boldly took action and killed a group of Qi Refining monks and Foundation-building monks.
Less than an hour later, twelve cities were destroyed, and most of the Golden Lion Clan monks were killed and turned into ashes scattered in the world. Only a few left by chance.
…
The Golden Lion Clan was destroyed, and the news spread quickly.
“The Golden Lion Plain is occupied!
"
"Xiao Yan, who is that?"
"The Golden Lion Clan is a large and powerful clan, but they were actually exterminated!"
"This extraterrestrial human race is too noble and cruel!"
The news is spreading, and the world of Starfall is shaken.
In the ancient city, the scenery is picturesque. On the edge of the lake, a silver-haired man stood quietly. He sighed: "Xiao Yan, a human race from outside the territory, can kill the ancestor of the Golden Lion with just a hundred moves. This ancestor used the formation. The power of magic. Even ordinary Hedao monks can suppress it, but they died in the hands of Xiao Yan!"
"A fierce dragon crosses the river. This is an invasion by a powerful enemy."
"We must ask the ancestor for instructions. If the ancestor takes action, he will definitely be able to suppress it. In our Xingyun Cave, even the dragon crossing the river must lie down for me, or I will kill you."
Thinking of this, the silver-haired man disappeared and arrived in front of a mansion.
He opened his mouth to tell the story of Xiao Yan.
