Lu Qingfeng didn't kill the general with one sword. This general was only the second level of the ancestor god's cultivation. He was too lazy to use the ultimate magical power to kill the opponent. The ultimate magical power was reserved for the strongest person here.
However, just because Lu Qingfeng didn't kill him, it didn't mean that the other party would retreat wisely. This guy just stayed ten thousand meters away for a moment and immediately rushed towards Lu Qingfeng again.
"An outsider, the fourth level of space jump, is indeed much stronger than me. However, I am not afraid of you. Either you will die or I will live today."
He shook his spear and rushed towards Lu Qingfeng. Before anyone could reach him, the spear was already covered with a layer of bright light. With a twist of his hands, hundreds of spear points suddenly appeared on the spear and stabbed towards Lu Qingfeng.
"You don't know how to live or die. I didn't want to kill you, but you fucker kicked your nose in your face, looking for death."
The divine body flashed slightly, the spear whizzed past his ears, and the Big Dipper sword suddenly hit the meridians of his hands.
"Let go"
With a soft drink in his mouth, the man suddenly felt his hands numb and without any strength. Even the strength to hold the spear disappeared, and the spear suddenly fell out of his hands.
The left hand quickly reached forward, the sword finger turned into a palm, and was instantly clasped on the opponent's head. The soul power of the ninth small step of the ancestral god burst out, rushing straight into the opponent's body.
"It would be a pity to kill you with one sword. Let's see how I can imprison your soul and refine it into a soul crystal. This way I can still use your residual heat and soul body. Come out to me."
The palm left the opponent's head and slowly lifted upward. Under his palm, the general's soul slowly floated out from the top of his head.
The head of the soul body was adsorbed on Lu Qingfeng's palm, and his legs kept kicking, trying to escape. However, facing the strong adsorption force of the palm, everything he did was in vain.
He quickly clenched his left hand and held the soul body in his palm. He quickly kneaded the soul body in his palm with one hand. Within a moment, Lu Qingfeng spread his palm.
The general's soul body disappeared, and what appeared in his palm was a polygonal milky white crystal. He looked back at his friends, shook his hand and threw it to a disciple of a second-rate sect.
Among all his friends, this disciple has the lowest soul power. Giving him this soul crystal is a small reward for following him.
This disciple of a second-rate sect has soul power that is the sixth step up to the Ancestral God. When he entered the canyon, he barely broke through the first-level soul power.
After breaking through the first-level soul power, he hid in the corner of this area alone. Later, Xia Yan sent people to rush into the canyon without discovering him, allowing him to escape the disaster.
The soul crystal on the second small step of the Ancestral God was very easy for him to absorb, and within a moment, it turned into the power of his own soul.
This man's soul power has obviously improved, and since it's not as dangerous as the ** Canyon, he's naturally in a good mood.
"Brother Qingfeng, thank you for the soul crystal."
Lu Qingfeng laughed and said: "No need to thank me, it's just a little effort. There are many ancestor gods here. Next, I will make more for you."
What Lu Qingfeng did was unabashed, and Zhu An and the generals saw it in their eyes. The soul of an ancestor god who was alive and kicking a moment ago turned into the power of someone else's soul in the blink of an eye.
These generals and captains were all so frightened that every pore of their sweat stood upright with fear, their feet kept shaking, and they almost sat down on the ground.
Zhu An was also very scared, but as the top general here, even his fear had to be hidden. If he showed panic again, he would definitely be defeated, and General Fan Di would not spare him.
After quickly calming down, Zhu An immediately yelled at Lu Qingfeng: "Outsiders, you are too cruel. You are simply a devil. You will not be tolerated in the Exile of the Ancestral Gods."
"snort"
Lu Qingfeng snorted coldly: "Since you can't tolerate us, then we are unrelenting enemies. We have nothing to be polite to you. We will kill you first and then collect the souls of your men."
Lu Qingfeng immediately decided to kill this lieutenant with one sword. Only by killing him could he freely collect the souls of the ancestor gods.
"Beidou destroys the world"
With a soft drink, the Big Dipper sword was suddenly raised. At the same time, the seven gems on the sword body lit up instantly, and the seven rays of light quickly gathered at the tip of the sword. As the long sword slashed down, a hundred-meter sword
Guang struck Zhu An head-on.
Instead of using the sword to destroy the sky, to deal with people like Zhu An, Beidou was enough to destroy the world. The sword light fell from a hundred meters away, and Zhu An was instantly annihilated in the sword light.
Zhu An was chopped into dust with a sword, and his soul instantly dispersed between heaven and earth. From then on, there was no longer Zhu An in the place where the ancestor gods were exiled.
"Fellow Taoists, the person with the highest cultivation level here is dead. Let's not just sit there and kill them all. The divine crystals here belong to us."
Nangong Feiyu was the most talkative, not to mention mobilizing before the war. His words were extremely tempting to those second-rate sect disciples.
After some encouragement from him, more than a hundred people immediately came out shouting. Although they were few in number, their momentum overwhelmed the soldiers here.
The forty-nine ancestral gods of the Heavenly Sword Sect directly attacked the opponent's ancestral god captain and generals. Although there were not many in number, they were all masters of fighting one against two.
The soldiers who came here, even with the cultivation of the ancestor gods, were just ordinary monks in the Heavenly Emperor's Domain. Some of them used to use swords or other weapons, but after arriving here, they all turned into spears. This is inevitable.
To affect the performance of combat effectiveness.
Anyone who can cultivate into the Ancestral God on the Meteor God Star is a peerless genius. He has used a long sword for countless years and has already mastered it. When fighting with the soldiers here, he has an absolute advantage from the beginning.
The remaining 10,000 soldiers attacked these geniuses from the Meteor Star one after another. They were all frightened by Lu Qingfeng's methods. However, there were many of them, and they were defeated by the more than 100 geniuses from the Meteor Star.
There was no flinching at all. In short, the large number of people emboldened them.
No matter how talented these people from the Meteor Star were, the situation was not optimistic at a hundred to one ratio. Lu Qingfeng was worried about their safety and decided to deal with these little shrimps first.
The best way to deal with these people is of course to use Fallen Leaves. When I thought of it, I no longer hesitated and slashed out with the Big Dipper Sword towards the fighting crowd.
Countless green leaves appeared in the air and fell down one after another. They seemed to be falling in a disorderly manner, but in fact they were falling selectively towards the soldiers of the Divine Lord.
The falling of countless leaves gave people a visual illusion. It looked very slow, but in fact it fell on their divine bodies like lightning in the blink of an eye.
The divine power of the wood attribute with the attribute of life instantly hit their bodies. One moment they felt very comfortable, and the next moment they all screamed.
"Oh my god! It hurts me so much. My Dantian is broken and I have lost my cultivation."
Bang!...
Each of the spears in the hands of these soldiers weighed more than a thousand kilograms. Now that their cultivation was gone, they all fell to the ground.
The loss of cultivation of 10,000 soldiers only temporarily affected their fighting ability. If they were given time, they would be able to repair their Dantian quickly, which would pose a huge threat to Lu Qingfeng and his party.
Faced with such a potential threat, these geniuses would naturally not let them go. They waved their swords up and down, and all of them were wiped out in an instant.
When Lu Qingfeng slashed out the fallen leaves, another deputy general Zhu Xin came to kill him. Seeing that ten thousand soldiers were wiped out in an instant, Zhu Xin's pupils were filled with blood.
"Outsiders, you are so ruthless in your tactics. You even don't let go of soldiers who have lost their cultivation. How can Zhu let you go?"
"You don't need to let me go, and I can't let you leave here either. I came here just to look for my friends, but unexpectedly you are fighting against each other. How can Lu be willing to let you go?"
Zhu Xin held the spear in both hands and shook it suddenly. Thousands of spear points appeared opposite Lu Qingfeng. With a flicker of his body, the man disappeared instantly, leaving a few faint spatial ripples behind him.
"At this level, I also want to duel with Lu. If I let you get close, Lu's training will be in vain all these years."
The Big Dipper Sword was suddenly raised above his head, and a dazzling light flashed on the sword body, and it was slashed towards Zhu Xin's head.
"Thousands of swords pierce the heart"
Ten thousand Chaos Sword Qi daggers shot out, scattered like blessings, and attacked the opponent densely.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The sound of sharp weapons entering the body kept ringing. In the blink of an eye, Zhu Xin's divine body turned into a hornet's nest. The next moment, the divine body exploded and turned into a large blood mist.
After the first sword was swung out, the sword body was instantly replenished with the powerful divine power of chaos. As soon as Zhu Xin's divine body completed its reorganization, the 10,000 daggers shot out again.
The magical power lost in the fight with General Fan had already been replenished to its peak as he flew in. The magical power of Ten Thousand Swords Pierce the Heart can be used a hundred times without any problem.
Now, Lu Qingfeng kept swinging his sword through the heart again and again, leaving no time for Zhu Xin to fight back. Zhu Xin was desperate.
Every time Zhu Xin's divine body was reorganized, its aura would become weaker. After fifty times of shattering the divine body, it was on the verge of falling into cultivation.
"You can kill outsiders if you want. Why should you insult me like this?"
After the fifty-first reorganization of the divine body, Zhu Xin shouted loudly at Lu Qingfeng, holding the spear with one hand weakly, and a look of determination on his face.
"Kill you? The soul power of the sixth small step of the Ancestral God will be wasted by killing you. It is better to refine your soul into soul crystal."
"For outsiders, don't bully others too much."
Zhu Xing's newly reorganized divine body was trembling, and his soul was forcibly absorbed. It was creepy to think about it.
"I bullied others too much? It's you who bullied others too much. If you let me leave here, can I cause trouble for you? It's all your fault."
Zhu Xin was filled with hatred, and she knew without guessing that General Fan must have stopped them from leaving, and this was what drove them to panic, otherwise they wouldn't have gone on a killing spree.
"If an outsider dies in the hands of a genius like you, Zhu will have no complaints. I just ask you to give me a happy life."
"Put it aside whether you are happy or unhappy, I will decide your soul."
Before he could finish speaking, the Big Dipper Sword disappeared, and the Divine Fire Snake Spear appeared in both palms, stabbing Zhu Xin from afar.