Demon Lord Qingyun put his hands behind his back and floated quietly in the air.
He was cautious by nature, and although he was surrounded by everyone, he was not the first to take action.
Seeing that the magical powers of Sima Han and Zuo Xingzhi were both neutralized, and Zuo Xingzhi was restrained by Lu Qinghe and was now shouting for help, a trace of hesitation flashed in Demon Lord Qingyun's eyes.
To save? Or not to save?
According to his past behavior, Zuo Xingzhi has no use value. In addition, he also knows some of his secrets, so letting him die here is the best choice.
But now, Lu Qinghe is burning his life to stand in front of the Linglong Immortal Tree, and he has such a momentum that no one can stop him!
If Zuo Xingzhi is killed, the remaining four of them may not be able to fight through Lu Qinghe.
Although Lu Qinghe must die, he can delay it for a long time. When the Canglong Tribulation is over, his operation will fail!
At this moment, Demon Lord Qingyun's thoughts were spinning rapidly.
Soon, he made a decision and said with a loud smile: "Fellow Daoist Zuo, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Demon Lord Qingyun had already jumped into the air and pinched his magic skills with one hand.
The power of the Ice Law was activated, and an icy aura centered on him, quickly spread to all directions, and soon enveloped Lu Qinghe's huge body.
A thick layer of frost formed on the surface of Lu Qinghe's skin, and his movements began to slow down. Even the strange black blood was covered in frost, and his strength was weakened a lot.
Zuo Xingzhi was being dragged slower and slower, and he could clearly feel that Lu Qinghe's control over him was weakening.
"Brother, you can't trap me!"
With a roar, Zuo Xingzhi struggled to activate the spiritual power in his body, and Gengjin Qi burst out from his fingertips, slashing randomly in front of him.
The invisible force was shattered at this moment, Zuo Xingzhi regained his freedom and soared into the sky.
"Brother, please go die!"
His eyes were full of violence, and he shot continuously with both hands. Gengjin Qi shot out, turning into golden feathers all over the sky, and attacked Lu Qinghe again.
At the same time, Xiao Hongchen also took action at the signal of Demon Lord Qingyun.
She threw out the "Red Dust Immortal Silk", which zigzagged in mid-air and was thousands of feet long, entangling Lu Qinghe's body.
"receive!"
Xiao Hongchen's face was serious, his left hand was forming a seal, and his right hand was making quick gestures.
The "Red Dust Immortal Silk" quickly closed up, as if a python was wrapped around Lu Qinghe's body, locking up many of his joints and acupuncture points.
On the other side, Yang Fan also used the "Heart Sutra of Tyranny", and pure murderous intent condensed around him, turning into eight murderous bloody blades, which simultaneously slashed at Lu Qinghe.
Facing the joint attack of the four tribulation ancestors, Lu Qinghe's expression did not change.
The skin all over his body was constantly festering, pustules burst, and countless black water rushed out, like a whirlpool quagmire, absorbing all Yang Fan's blood blade and Zuo Xingzhi's golden feather.
At the same time, the joints all over his body "popped" and his body grew wildly again. He soon broke through the ice seal of Demon Lord Qingyun. At the same time, he exerted force with both hands and actually broke the "Red Dust Immortal Silk" wrapped around his body.
Torn to pieces!
"not good!"
With the magic weapon of his life being destroyed, Xiao Hongchen felt a tightness in his chest, and the next moment, he actually vomited out a large mouthful of blood!
"This guy is so powerful!"
Everyone was shocked, with a look of fear on their faces.
Before they could react, Lu Qinghe waved his fist again and punched upwards several times in a row.
The violent and domineering power mixed with the rushing river, forming a huge water fist shadow, hitting Sima Han's demon master one punch after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Continuous violent sounds were heard, and the shadow of the water fist exploded on the chest of the Demon Lord, like the water of a waterfall, washing away the demonic energy.
Sima Han grunted, hurriedly switched from attack to defense, took the Dharma Primera back to his side, and retreated sharply backwards.
But even though he reacted quickly, he was still injured by Lu Qinghe. During the retreat, he grunted and spit out a mouthful of blood.
In just a few moments, everyone had already fought for a round. Lu Qinghe remained standing still, but he successfully defused the joint attacks of the five tribulation ancestors, making everyone present feel fearful.
But it wasn't over yet. Lu Qinghe, who had cracked everyone's killing move, suddenly closed his eyes, formed a seal with his left hand, and made a secret with his right hand, as if he was using some magical power.
"What is he going to do?"
Demon Lord Qingyun and Sima Han, both of whom are cautious people, saw this scene from a distance and subconsciously retreated back while looking at Zuo Xingzhi.
Zuo Xingzhi is a monk at Wuzhuang Mountain, so he should be able to guess Lu Qinghe's methods, but he also looked confused at this moment, not knowing what his senior brother was going to do next.
Just when everyone was in shock and confusion, Lu Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hands above his head, spread his fingers, and shouted:
"Cross the Dao and transform into gods, and all dharma will be unified!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless black streams of water burst out from behind him. These streams of water were as thin as hair and intertwined, and soon formed a huge black net in mid-air.
"Oops!"
Demon Lord Qingyun was the first to react.
The moment he saw the black water appear, he activated his escape light and galloped backwards, trying to distance himself from Lu Qinghe as much as possible.
But even he could not escape from Lu Qinghe's hands.
This giant net composed of black water is overwhelming, passing through space, and covering everyone in just an instant!
Demon Lord Qingyun, who had transformed into an escape light and was galloping backwards, suddenly felt the space in front of him suddenly tighten. Then, a fishy smell hit his nostrils. His escape light could no longer be maintained, and it just dissipated in mid-air.
.
He raised his head and looked forward, only to realize that he had hit a dark net.
This net was composed of black water, densely packed, and it was wrapped around his body again and again. In the blink of an eye, it had been tied into a rice dumpling.
Demon Lord Qingyun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his spiritual power, wanting to use the power of various laws he had mastered.
But at this time, he was surprised to find that he could not use the power of law, his spiritual power was also imprisoned, and he could not cast even the most basic spell!
"how so!"
Demon Lord Qingyun was so frightened that he subconsciously released his consciousness and looked around.
I saw Sima Han, Xiao Hongchen, Yang Fan, and Zuo Xingzhi, all of whom were just like me. The black water was wrapped around them again and again, as if they were hanging in the net one by one, like silkworm cocoons...
A long voice came from the direction of the exquisite fairy tree:
"The ancestors of the past generations have been above me, but the disciples are unworthy and can no longer protect the sect. Today, I am willing to use my life to kill the evil spirits and prolong the life of the sect for another hundred years!"
Lu Qinghe's tone was neither happy nor sad, as calm as water.
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his hands violently and suddenly pulled back.
The black water in the sky all flowed backwards, and the huge black net quickly shrank. The people inside were unable to resist and could only watch as they flew towards the direction of Lu Qinghe.
At the same time, a huge black quagmire appeared in front of Lu Qinghe.
The quagmire exudes a stench, and the thick sludge inside is rolling, like an endless abyss, and like a bloody mouth, quietly waiting for the arrival of everyone...
"No, we can't go there!"
Zuo Xingzhi saw this scene from a distance and shouted anxiously: "That is the sect's forbidden technique, the 'Transformation of Gods Pond'! If we are dragged into it, we will only end up being wiped out in ashes!"
He was well aware of the horror of this spell, and used all his strength to try desperately to break free from the shackles of the black net.
However, his Gengjin Qi could not break through the black net in front of him. No matter what methods he used, he could not stop himself from approaching the black quagmire.
Time passed little by little, and Lu Qinghe began to bleed from his orifices.
His eyes, nose, ears, and mouth all oozed bright red blood. These were his life essence and blood, but now they have been exhausted. Although the aura on his body is strong, it is already a candle in the wind, and it may be possible at any time.
extinguished.
On the other side, Demon Lord Qingyun, Sima Han, Zuo Xingzhi and others are getting closer and closer to the black quagmire.
Thousands of feet, one hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet......
At this time, Demon Lord Qingyun could already clearly see the scene in the black quagmire.
It was like a bloody mouth, which contained an extremely powerful corrosive force. In the face of this corrosive force, even the ancestors of the Tribulation themselves might not be able to hold on for more than a few breaths.
"Do you really want to die here?"
Demon Lord Qingyun has ten thousand unwillingnesses in his heart.
This time he made a plan and then acted. He had a big plan. Once he achieves his goal, he will be in high gear in the future!
Unexpectedly, at the last step of the plan, I would meet such a ruthless person like Lu Qinghe!
He possesses the power of many laws, and thinks that there are countless methods. In order to hide his clumsiness, he only used the law of ice. He did not expect that he would be controlled by the black network, and now he cannot even use the power of a law.
What a loser!
Just when Demon Lord Qingyun was feeling regretful, Zuo Xingzhi suddenly remembered something and shouted:
"Lu Qinghe, in his early years, triggered a mechanism in the secret realm, leaving irreparable injuries on his left chest. That is his weakness!"
Hearing Zuo Xingzhi's voice, everyone's eyes flashed with light at the same time.
Especially Yang Fan.
Although he, like everyone else, cannot use the spiritual power in his body, he has a method of practicing the "Tyranny Heart Sutra" that is not controlled by these black networks!
Yang Fan's eyes were narrowed slightly, cold murderous intent emanating from him. A moment later, a man who looked exactly like him appeared in mid-air.
This man is holding a long knife and has a cold breath. He is Yang Fan's "murderous clone"!
After he appeared, he didn't stop at all. He flashed and flew straight to Lu Qinghe's location.
At this time, Lu Qinghe, in order to maintain his magical power and imprison the five people, had exhausted his true spirit. The fire of life was extremely weak and might be extinguished at any time.
Seeing the murderous avatar coming, he had no energy left to resist, so he could only spit out a mouthful of spiritual power and turn it into a rushing stream of water in an attempt to stop the opponent.
It's a pity that such a powerful spell can't delay time at all.
Yang Fan's murderous avatar split the flow of water with one blow, and then stabbed forward sharply. The long knife was impartial and just pierced Lu Qinghe's left chest.
"Well......"
Lu Qinghe snorted, and his already ugly face became even more distorted.
In fact, after he performed the "Taiyi Burning Body Technique", he had strengthened his physical body several times with the help of the power of the burning true spirit.
Without Yang Fan himself, only one of his murderous clones could not break through Lu Qinghe's physical defense.
However, Zuo Xingzhi was his fellow junior and knew his weaknesses well, so Yang Fan went straight to the vital point with his sword and successfully penetrated Lu Qinghe's body!
At this time, Lu Qinghe was bleeding from all his orifices and his breath was confused.
His eyelids were heavy, blood covered them, and a feeling of weakness spread throughout his body, causing a trance to appear in his mind.
In Lu Qinghe's consciousness, the whole world became quiet, and the sound of ticking water came from nowhere.
He knew that it was the countdown of his life, and the last few drops of essence passed away like this. His hard-working life of cultivation was about to come to an end...
"Senior Brother Mountain Master... I'm afraid Lu will break his promise."
"I'm so tired...Senior Brother Canglong, are you still feeling better?"
"Junior brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore..."
"Really, sleepy..."
.......
Lu Qinghe's eyelids became heavier and heavier. Just at the moment when his eyes were about to close, he suddenly burst out with the last strength of his life. As if he was having a flashback, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
Powerful aura spread out, and the surrounding giant net composed of black water quickly shrank, continuing to pull everyone into the abyss of death!
"Hold him hard, hit him hard!"
Zuo Xingzhi was afraid of death and was so anxious that he shouted!
Yang Fan's face turned red, and he used all his strength to activate the murderous clone. He inserted the long knife into Lu Qinghe's left chest and kept spinning. The terrifying murderous intent began to destroy the opponent's internal organs.
puff!
Lu Qinghe spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body was filled with flesh and blood.
His breath relaxed a little, and everyone recovered part of their spiritual power at the same time.
But they are less than ten feet away from the black quagmire. If they have three more breaths, they may be completely destroyed!
"The art of witchcraft, use the art of witchcraft quickly!" Zuo Xing gained wisdom in his haste, and his voice sounded again.
Demon Lord Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
He used a drop of Lu Qinghe's blood essence to successfully cast a spell on the opponent. Although this witchcraft was magical, if Lu Qinghe was at its peak, the effect would not be obvious.
But now, Lu Qinghe was at the end of his strength. If he activated the spell at this time, he would have no way to defend himself.
Thinking of this, Demon Lord Qingyun didn't hesitate at all. He kept making secrets in his sleeves with one hand and began to mutter something in his mouth.
As he cast spells, Lu Qinghe's aura became increasingly chaotic.
Phew! Phew!
Lu Qinghe spit out several mouthfuls of blood in succession. Although his hands were still pulling the giant net, his figure was already shaky.
At this moment, everyone's spiritual power was restored to 70% at the same time, and even the power of law could be used.
"Haha, he's finished!"
Zuo Xingzhi laughed loudly, and golden feathers shot out from the sky.
At the same time, Yang Fan's murderous blood blade, Xiao Hongchen's Red Cloud Double Ring, Demon Lord Qingyun's ice spikes and Sima Han's Demon Lord's magic weapon rushed towards Lu Qinghe at the same time!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of loud noises were heard, and everyone's magical powers hit Lu Qinghe's body from different directions.
Lu Qinghe still stood in front of the exquisite fairy tree, standing erect!
But his breath has completely disappeared.
At this moment, the entire Wuming Peak fell silent.
Hundreds of disciples from Wuzhuang Mountain below were trapped in the formation and could not help at all. They could only watch this scene helplessly.
The people who besieged Lu Qinghe were only three feet away from the dark abyss!
They stared at the quagmire in front of them and took a deep breath.
"Survived..."
This is the only thought in everyone's mind.
The next moment, the black water disappeared, the abyss shattered, and Lu Qinghe's spell dissipated in mid-air.
But his body was still blocked in front of the Linglong Immortal Tree. This disciple of Wuzhuang Mountain wanted to protect his sect until his death!
Although people like Sima Han and Qingyun Demon Lord had perverse personalities, their eyes changed slightly when they looked at the battered corpse across from them but did not take a step back.
Only Zuo Xingzhi looked crazy and showed no shame.
"Lu Qinghe, you should have died long ago! You tried to bite me before you died. What a good dog!"
In order to vent his emotions, Zuo Xingzhi rushed up into the sky and fired several spells with both hands. Rays of golden light rushed out and beat Lu Qinghe's body to pieces.
Boom!
The last guardian of Wuzhuang Mountain slowly fell...
