In front of Xu Qingmu, a huge and snow-white dragon slowly raised its head, a pair of golden eyes staring at the man in black in front of him. This long white dragon of about thirty feet, which was completely condensed from dragon energy, had an imposing manner.
Extremely fierce.
The man in black on the opposite side stretched out his ghost hand, and both sides were full of momentum at that moment.
After finally entering the twelfth realm, Xu Qingmu's body was filled with this huge amount of dragon energy, and when he raised his hands, dragons roared in bursts.
"Sword Nine: Sword opens the Taiping demon group and retreats!"
The sword is still the Chouli sword, but what is poured into the sword is not ordinary spiritual energy, but dragon energy that is rare in this world. The huge and white sword energy suddenly swept forward, like a hundred rainbows in the human world.
Extremely amazing.
The ghost on the opposite side was also an extraordinary creature. He stretched out his hand and held up a huge light curtain to resist the sword energy. The moment the two collided, dragon energy flew around in the airspace. He looked at those who were hit by the sword energy and flew backwards.
Ghost King, I was overjoyed. Sure enough, this dragon energy is much more powerful than spiritual energy!
However, it only went backwards. In just a moment, the ghost king attacked again, with a pair of ghost fingers with extremely long nails, full of ghost aura, and very domineering. Xu Qingmu did not retreat but advanced, and the Chouli sword was like a winding snake.
, take it directly between the opponent’s eyebrows.
"Sword Two: Fly on the wings to identify the male and female!"
Chou Li's sword was divided into two, and the shadows of the empty and real swords staggered away. The ghost king still used his claws as weapons and continued to attack forward. The sword and the claws collided together, and sparks flew out for a while. The ghost claws were actually powerful.
Harder than a semi-immortal weapon. Xu Qingmu narrowed his eyes after being bounced back. Now that he has entered the twelfth realm, both the improvement of his overall swordsmanship and the strength of his physical fitness have improved a lot.
The dragon-like white dragon roared low, opened its huge mouth, and bit the black-robed man. Except for this white dragon, Xu Qingmu didn't have time to understand other aspects of the Dragon Domain's capabilities.
But I can still feel the power of this dragon energy.
At the same time, Xu Qingmu took another step, and the surrounding weak water field was released again. The two fields were superimposed on each other, and the height of the weak water field was once again increased, reaching the depth of an adult's thigh. The black dragon Biraxiu inside was also there
Swimming inside, the body size has obviously increased a lot. Now, two dragons, one black and one white, are staggered up and down, forming horns to attack and kill, extremely fast and fierce.
For a moment, the man in black robes was covered in black light, as if he was stained with countless thick and dark inks, and the black water flowing down instantly soaked the weak water field.
"Qing Ming Emperor's Secret Technique: Ten Thousand Ghosts Face the Sky!"
A sharp voice shouted from the ghost king's mouth. In the thick black water flowing out, human-like ghosts kept popping up. In just a short while, the entire area was filled with people who were completely black, except for their eyes.
The little ghost. Following the ghost king's greeting, a group of ghosts roared towards the two dragons, one black and one white.
Now the only enemy of the Ghost King is Xu Qingmu.
Xu Qingmu seemed to be talking to himself: "Sword Spirit, I have not reached the thirteenth realm now, but I feel that I am getting closer. Why don't you lend me the Water Sword first?"
After waiting for a long time, there was no response.
Xu Qingmu smiled bitterly and shook his head. The character of this little sword spirit is really elusive. Xu Qingmu stretched out his hand into a virtual grasp and said to the ghost opposite: "I originally wanted to borrow the Water Sword to fight with you, but I can't.
Now it seems that the sword spirit has not agreed to my request, so it seems that I can only use my other sword..."
He stretched out his hand and waved: "Nothingness, here comes the sword!"
A silver sword instantly rose into the air from the center of his eyebrows and flew directly into the young man's hands. The golden dragon-shaped symbol on the eyebrows of the young man who was already in the twelfth realm was even more vivid.
Grinning: "I wonder if you, as a ghost, still have a soul?"
After saying that, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Kenpachi: All the gods and immortals retreat and the ghosts and gods weep!"
An invisible sword energy was like a wave of water, heading directly towards the ghost on the opposite side. At that moment, the whole world seemed to tremble with the sword. Fear also appeared in the eyes of the king-level ghost on the opposite side.
He retreated and used several barriers in front of him.
Finally, after the sword energy penetrated the barrier, it silently slashed at the ghost's body. The little ghosts around seemed to have been severely injured, and they all succumbed.
But Xu Qingmu did not stop, but continued to approach:
"Weak Water Realm: Wrath of Brash!"
"Weak Water Domain: Ice Spear!"
Two skills were launched in succession, and they attacked and killed the ghost. The huge black dragon seemed to be alive, and its movements were extremely flexible. After swimming in the water for a while, it suddenly jumped out of the water and opened its big mouth towards the ghost king.
He took a bite.
The ghost seemed to have been severely injured in its soul. It stood motionless, and its body was swallowed by the huge Brash.
"It's done?" Xu Qingmu had doubts in his heart. It was a bit... too simple, right?
Xu Qingmu, who was about to take back his domain, suddenly noticed an evil energy. He jumped back suddenly, and a huge black sword fell from the sky and was inserted directly into the place where Xu Qingmu originally stood.
The ghost king who had been swallowed by Bilaxiu also rushed out again. Bilaxiu, which was condensed from dragon energy, exploded instantly and scattered in all directions.
The long black sword seemed to have received the summons and flew directly into the hands of the Ghost King. The Ghost King, whose voice was a little stiff, spoke again: "It seems that you are much stronger than your father, Jie Jie Jie...
.”
Xu Qingmu jumped back and stood still. He waved his Chouli Sword and floated above his head. What he held in his hand was nothingness.
"Are you...Qing Ming Emperor?" Xu Qingmu guessed that the move the Ghost King used just now was the Qing Ming Emperor Technique.
"Jiejiejiejie, yes, it is this emperor." The man in black robe stood still, no longer attacking, but stood with his sword behind his back: "This is my clone projection, you can understand it as, like Lu Sancun
It’s just a reflection. I admit that the current Xuan-level ghost king is indeed unable to beat you, so why not sit down and talk, maybe there are conditions you want to exchange? "
Xu Qingmu reached out to recall the white dragon Yuekui and the black dragon Bilaxiu, and all the weak water realms faded away: "Tell me what you want."
The Ghost King still stood still: "No hurry, no hurry, why not listen to a story first, and then I will listen to your opinion..."
"Twenty years ago, a couple went to the Far North, where they asked for my help and sacrificed part of their souls. I guess you already know this story, right? But you know that when I offered my help,
Whose soul does the sacrifice belong to?"
Xu Qingmu had no expression on his face, waiting quietly for Emperor Qingming's next words.
"Those who are aware of it all think that it is the soul of King Xu Yan himself. Jiejiejie, you are wrong, you are absolutely wrong. What is being sacrificed is the soul of his heir, that is, you, King Xu Yan's only son, Xu Qingmu!"
Xu Qingmu was a little confused. He knew that Xu Pei was not his biological brother, but the matter of sacrificing souls was different from what he had learned.
The ghost then spoke: "In the past, I didn't dare to act recklessly in this world. Now, the book translators and book writers are all dead, so what do I, Emperor Qingming, have to fear? Who else can stop me in this world?
My true body has arrived? Jie Jie Jie..."
Xu Qingmu said: "Are you here just to show off?"
The Ghost King was stunned: "Are you not afraid at all about your soul? You know, part of your soul is with me, and I can destroy you at any time!"
"So, what do you want to exchange with me?" Xu Qingmu's tone was still so calm, but he put away the nothingness in his hand, and the Chouli sword behind him also fell down, and got into the objects nearby. Now the three people around Xu Qingmu
Of the swords, only the half-immortal soldier Chou Li cannot be used as a spiritual weapon and can be warmed and maintained in the body. However, the divine weapons Water Soft Sword and Void Sword can both be warmed and maintained in the body.
"I want you to join forces with me to fight against those guys above the sky!" The ghost's voice was a little gloomy, and seemed to have endless resentment.
"reason."
The ghost was honest: "You must have heard about the war a thousand years ago, but what you don't know is that in the war between immortals, humans and demons, the culprit was not our demon world, but those self-proclaimed
A righteous man!" At this point, Emperor Qingming's voice became even colder.
"My wife and children also died in that battle. I ask you, is this reason enough?"
Xu Qingmu still made no statement. After a while, he said: "Who was the mastermind of the Fengdu massacre? Also, who is Lu Sancun, the book reader who has always been against me?"
Xu Qingmu raised his head and looked at the Ghost King across from him with extremely firm eyes. In this way, he thought that Lu Sancun had already had some shameful dealings with Emperor Qingming, but now that he told himself this so bluntly, at that time, that
After Zuo Qiuliang died, there were fewer supervisors in the world.
"Yes, the ghost king you see now is the soul of King Zhao Shun who was responsible for the Fengdu tragedy, and this corpse is his biological son. You are right in guessing that the mastermind is Na Lu Sancun.
Known as the last book-turner in the world."
Xu Qingmu continued to wait for the next step.
"In addition, your biological father, of course, also acquiesced in this incident, because when dealing with the matter, Xu Yong took the initiative to take responsibility, and secondly, Lu Sancun personally found your father and told him
He recommended himself, otherwise do you think anyone would have the means to set up so many soul-calming banners in Fengdu?"
Xu Qingmu understood. It turned out that Lu Sancun had long known that the soul of Emperor Qingming was attached to King Xu Yan. The reason why he was unwilling to deal with these matters was obvious.
Collude with Emperor Qingming and fight against Tianmu together!
This also explains why the four magic formations in the world are only aimed at that tent, and none of the magic formations are aimed at Beiming in the far north. From the beginning, it had a certain meaning.
At that moment, Xu Qingmu spoke: "By cooperating with you, how can you ensure that the demon clan will not commit crimes in the human world? When the time comes, I am so powerful in the world and will be harmed by you demon clan, won't I be ashamed of the people of the world?"
The ghost's gloomy and cool voice sounded: "You Xu Qingmu, you really think too highly of yourself. Do you really think that without you Xu Qingmu, I would not be able to come to the world?"
Xu Qingmu narrowed his eyes and the conversation broke down. "However, since I have found you, of course it will be of some benefit to you and me. I can agree with all the demon clan for three years, which is the three years that Lu Sancun fought for for this world.
Years. In the past three years, you and I, the demon clan, have nothing to do with each other, and we have jointly requested the spiritual energy of this world. As for three years later, if we defeat those guys with eyes on their heads in the sky, we will share the score.
If you lose, will what you are thinking about now have any meaning?"
Xu Qingmu thought for a moment and nodded: "Tell me, how to cooperate?"
The Ghost King opposite smiled: "Jiejiejie, okay, then Xu Qingmu, when you reach the Thirteenth Realm, go to Siyue Lake and come find me!"
After saying that, the ghost that was Nalan Yu's body flashed with blue light in his eyes, and then he stretched out his hand to open the space, stepped out, and disappeared.
Xu Qingmu lowered his head and took out the Chouli Sword, which was already a semi-immortal weapon. The traces left by the fight with the ghost were clearly visible on it. I have to admit that even though this king-level ghost is only at the Xuan level now, it is quite difficult to deal with him.
If it evolves into the earth level, or even the better heaven level, Xu Qingmu thinks that with his current self, he will never be able to defeat it.
With his thoughts busy, Xu Qingmu was a little anxious. Where are Bai Qi and Wang Shuai who were thrown out now? Are they safe?
The little girl in red clothes ran over in a hurry and circled around Xu Qingmu, a little unbelievable: "You really absorbed the master's dragon energy? Oh my god, this is really incredible, you know the master's
Dragon Qi, but even I can’t touch it, it’s too overbearing!”
Xu Qingmu said: "Your master? Who is it?"
The little girl Ruyu rolled her eyes: "You really don't remember well. Master has given you such a great opportunity, and you don't even know Master's name?"
Xu Qingmu scratched his head a little. For some reason, the dragon energy suddenly appeared on its own. Moreover, it was not as domineering as the little girl Ruyu said. Instead, it felt very cordial, like a friend whom he had not seen for a long time.
General.
"Look up at the sky and see if there are any changes!" The little girl was a little annoyed, stamped her feet and pointed at the sky.
Xu Qingmu looked up and saw the same dragon-shaped light source that replaced the moon. But the pale white light tonight seemed to be dimmer than before. Could it be?
"Isn't your master the glowing dragon-shaped light source?" Xu Qingmu was a little unsure and asked tentatively.
"What's the point? If it weren't for my master, you would have died long ago!"
It seemed that she was ignored by the human beings in front of her. The little girl was particularly unhappy. She hugged her arms and angrily ignored Xu Qingmu. Since she was born, she has always been taken care of by the master in the sky, so from the bottom of her heart, the little girl cherishes that dragon.
Shape Light Source is treated like his biological father.
Xu Qingmu stretched out his foot: "Dragon Domain: Yuekui!"
In an instant, the white dragon flew out immediately. Its whole body was extremely white and without any impurities.
"Your master is called Na Yuekui, right?" Xu Qingmu asked. After completing the baptism of dragon energy, this field appeared in his mind inexplicably, and the names were all chosen. Come to think of it, this white
The dragon-shaped dragon spirit should be the master the little girl mentioned.
The little girl in red looked at the more than thirty feet of dragon energy in front of her and nodded to Xu Qingmu: "Yes, it's Yuekui!"
Xu Qingmu was a little confused. At this moment, the sky completely lit up. In the luminous light source, a humanoid figure flew down and landed in front of Xu Qingmu.
"My little friend, can I take a look at your 'empty' sword?" The soul-like humanoid old man is somewhat humble, not arrogant, but rather kind.
But Xu Qingmu still stood still and said, "I wonder who you are?"
The little girl next to me kicked Xu Qingmu and said in a low voice: "You are stupid, the one floating down from the sky must be my master!"
The human figure also said: "I'm sorry, I was a little excited to see that nothingness again, and I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yuekui, I am the creator of this square realm airspace, and I also fell into the world during the battle of the gods.
The soul of a god-king.”
Xu Qingmu was shocked. Battle of the Gods? Couldn’t he be a figure of the same era as that Bila Xiu?
At that moment, Xu Qingmu took out the nothingness and looked at the silver sword. There was some nostalgia in Na Yuekui's eyes: "Did you take this sword off the head of a dragon?"
Xu Qingmu nodded.
There was even more yearning in the eyes of Yue Kui opposite him: "Can I touch it?"
There is prayer in the eyes.
Of course Xu Qingmu would not be stingy, and immediately handed the sword to the person in front of him. The person touched the sword, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes: "It has been tens of thousands of years, and your body temperature seems to still be there...
..”
Saying that, Yue Kui suddenly drew out his sword and stabbed Xu Qingmu between the eyebrows: "Since we are destined, I will give you this opportunity. You should seize it!"
In an instant, Xu Qingmu appeared on the huge battlefield.
There, rivers of blood flowed and corpses lay everywhere.