"Seeking death!" Among the hundreds of demon cultivators who rushed towards them, the leaders were two high-level demon commanders, who roared straight towards Lu Qingshan.

After the two of them, hundreds of seventh-level demon cultivators displayed various magical powers.

Each of these seventh-level demon cultivators can be ignored by Lu Qingshan individually.

But the number stacked up like this is already scary for everyone.

These demonic cultivators roared toward Lu Qingshan with majestic murderous intent, like flood waves.

Almost at the moment when the two leading high-level demon commanders arrived, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

A faint halo of light had already emerged from his body, mysterious and holy, surrounding his body and enveloping him.

The room is dust-free!

At the same time, there were thousands of thin sword energy threads swimming out from the acupoints all over his body, hovering on the surface of his body, forming a sword coat, like armor.

Wan Jian Jue.

There are so many magic cultivators with different magical powers, so it is inevitable that there will be tricks that are hard to guard against.

Lu Qingshan didn't dare to take risks, so he immediately used his defensive skills.

The dust-free defense in the fighting room and the Wanjian Jue protect against physical attacks. As for the Source God's attack, it is within the ten-foot-long domain of Tianxin Abbot.

Although the physical body of the sword cultivator is weak, Lu Qingshan built his own defense system through these three defensive techniques.

"Death!!" One of the two high-level demon commanders, with a dark and blurry figure and a pair of eyes burning like flames, said ferociously.

He punched the void.

A black light suddenly rose from his fist, turning into a huge python, extremely terrifying, and rushed towards Lu Qingshan with black flames.

Boom, boom, boom!

Wherever the giant python passed, the void seemed to collapse, and the scene was horrifying.

Another high-level demon commander was equally extraordinary. The demonic energy was surging around his body, and his body was glowing. His left hand exuded a cold luster like metal. He thrust it into the void, and five beams of light immediately flew out, shooting towards Lu in an instant.

Castle Peak.

The hundreds of demon cultivators behind them all took action at this moment, each using their strongest magical powers in their lives.

At this moment, the surrounding void was distorted, and the light of various spells was changing constantly, which was earth-shattering.

Seeing how terrifying the demon cultivator's formation was, all the Beiheguan cultivators inside the light curtain had red eyes and were very nervous.

Xu Xi was in the crowd, biting her dry lips and looking anxious.

He hated his lack of cultivation and mediocre qualifications, so at this moment he could only watch helplessly as such a young Jian Zong Shaozong fought desperately for their Beihe Pass, but he was helpless.

Around him and behind him, there were many monks who were watching this scene in a daze, looking at the young master of the Sword Sect whom many of them were unconvinced and disapproved of earlier.

Their fists were already clenched and veins bulged.

"We will fight with Lu Shaozong!" Wu Yan, the general of Beihe Pass, finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, his voice hoarse, "If we don't defend Beihe Pass anymore, we will fight with these devils!"

As the general of Beihe Pass, it is his duty to defend Beihe Pass. No matter how much he sacrifices for this, it is worth it.

But now, he no longer cares about these, he just wants to fight with Lu Qingshan.

"We monks, why bother to fight!" He roared, and took the lead to jump out of the light curtain formed by Beiheguan formation, "Killing one is not a loss, killing two is enough!"

"Fight with Lu Shaozong!" Wu Yan almost rushed out, and the other Beiheguan monks followed closely behind, leaving the city together and rushing towards the demons.

Obviously, everyone has been holding it in for a long time, but because they didn't get the order, they had to suppress their unwillingness.

General Wu Yan, who is now the commander-in-chief of Beiheguan, was the first to abandon the city. Naturally, they all followed without hesitation.

Xu Xi was one of the first batch of Beiheguan monks to break out of the formation mask.

After holding on to Beihe Pass for two days, his condition was not good at this time.

The energy in the body is less than 30% of what it was at its peak.

But at least there is still room for fighting.

He is not a genius, and does not have the strength and confidence of Lu Qingshan to face three thousand cultivators alone, but he definitely lacks the courage and determination of a sword cultivator.

This is something engraved in the sword cultivator’s bones.

........

There was a roar.

At the moment when the ferocious attack came, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed with light, he held Wangchuan in his hand, raised it directly, and then slammed his sword forward.

"Yellow Spring!" he whispered.

With this sword, the heaven and earth shook.

This is the magical sword of the underworld's artifact.

Huangquan: The sword of death.

Active: Release the power of death stored in the River of Forgetfulness and destroy all things.

Explanation: The power of Huangquan depends entirely on the power of the dead released by Wangchuan.

The withered yellow mist bloomed like stars from the Wangchuan Sword.

The thick, misty death energy turned into mist, bursting out and falling with a rustling sound.

The expressions on the faces of the two high-level demon commanders suddenly changed, and their hearts grew hairy.

"what is that?"

The two of them felt the palpitating breath from the withered yellow mist. They panicked and felt uncomfortable in their mouths and noses.

Wangchuan's Underworld Sword releases the power of death stored in the sword's body.

The source of the undead power was drawn from the people Lu Qingshan killed.

The stronger the enemy, the more necromancy power it can draw.

And because his methods have become more perfect and comprehensive, Lu Qingshan has not used Wangchuan's magical power for a long time.

In addition, the sword cultivator was good at killing, and countless humans and demons died in his hands, including even demon lords.

At this point, the undead power accumulated in the River of Forgetfulness has already reached an extremely terrifying level.

Now, all these undead powers have been released in Lu Qingshan's sword, which has the meaning of sharpening the sword for several decades, and it suddenly bursts out with extremely terrifying power.

The power of living beings and the power of undead is one of the highest and most original powers in the world.

The death energy is billowing, yellow and dead, like a river covering the sky, huge and boundless, pressing forward, erupting into traces of chaotic mist.

boom!

The infinite death energy first came into contact with the giant python transformed by black light.

The waves of death energy, mixed with the flickering light of the sword, and the sparkling flames, destroyed the giant python in an instant.

What followed was five beams of light emitted by another high-level demon commander, but they were all annihilated by the huge death energy.

The next moment, treasure spells bloomed all over the sky from those hundreds of demon cultivators, sweeping forward.

But the power used by Lu Qingshan this time was too huge. The yellow and dead energy came up from the sky like the water of the Yellow River, covering the sky and the sun. It exploded in an all-round way. It was so spectacular that it easily drowned all the rays of the treasures.

The endless flow of death energy continued forward, spreading violently, forming a whirlpool of death energy, involving the two high-level demon commanders and at least a hundred seventh-grade demon cultivators.

Boom boom boom!

Just after the contact, in less than a breath, a dozen demon cultivators died in the whirlpool of death, their skin drying up and their vitality disappearing.

The death energy struck the two high-level demon commanders, like strands of metal, and caused sparks to fly from their bodies, which was extremely terrifying.

The two high-ranking demon commanders were trying their best to activate their divine and demonic bodies. Their bodies were extremely dazzling, and they struggled to resist the attack of the vortex of death.

Especially the high-ranking demon commander who was covered in pitch black and whose eyes were burning like flames. His entire body was burning like his eyes.

Clang clang clang!

The death energy continued to impact, hitting the high-level demon commander, causing sparks to fly and tinkling.

Although the scene was terrifying, judging from the situation, he had withstood Lu Qingshan's offensive.

But others are not so lucky.

They do not have the combat power of a high-level demon commander, they are just ordinary seventh-level demon cultivators. Under the attack and strangulation of death energy, their vitality is constantly passing away.

The weaker ones will die instantly, while the stronger ones will last a few breaths longer.

After five breaths, the death energy finally dissipated.

The two high-level demon commanders, who had unparalleled divine and demonic bodies, although their faces were pale, were not killed.

Of course, this is also the reason why the sword first annihilated the attacks of many demon cultivators and its power was suddenly reduced.

But even so, the hundreds of ordinary seventh-grade demon cultivators were not so lucky, and nearly a hundred of them died.

This is just a sword.

"This... is too terrifying!" Demon Commander Xuandu, who was commanding the demon cultivators to kill Lu Qingshan from afar, saw this scene, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but tense up.
To be continued...