On this mist-shrouded island in the sea, Yan Sha stood out of thin air.
This man was wearing a black robe, with dark patterns flowing on it, as if there was mysterious magic surging in it.
The long black hair was scattered casually on his shoulders, and a few strands of hair fluttered slightly in the sea breeze, revealing his sinister face.
When he saw Lu Zhi and others, his eyes were a little more gloomy and helpless.
"You guys are chasing me very closely. Unfortunately, today is the day you die."
His voice was low and magnetic, with an innate sense of His majesty must have been a figure before he turned into a demon cultivator.
"Devil, don't even think about escaping from our defenses. You don't have to hold on. After running for thousands of miles and being seriously injured, how much ability do you still have?"
Zai Lu Zhichen Next to him stood a monk who had reached the advanced stage of foundation building.
This person holds a demon-conquering pagoda firmly in his hand. The treasure is shining brightly and releasing powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
With the surge of spiritual power, the Demon-Conquering Pagoda slowly rose, and the light bloomed, covering all the dozen or so people on their side.
The light was like an indestructible shield, giving everyone a strong sense of security.
In addition, other monks have magic weapons and talismans in their hands, specifically targeting demon cultivators and ghost cultivators. Even if the demon cultivators in front of them are in the middle stage of Jindan, people like Lu Zhi are not very fear.
Three years have passed since the last time the great cultivators beheaded the Lord of the Little Demon Abyss.
In the past three years, people like Lu Zhi led demon-suppressing teams to hunt down demon cultivators of all levels who escaped from the Little Demon Abyss. There were also many teams at Dazhou Academy.
Now that Lu Zhi has been promoted due to his merits, the people around him are basically foundation-building monks, and Lu Zhi himself is only short of the alchemy theory from the realm of alchemy formation.
The demon cultivator in front of him fled all the way after being discovered by Dazhou Academy. Now he arrived in Lu Zhi's jurisdiction and was seriously injured.
For this great feat of walking, Lu Zhi’s team decisively followed up, chasing them for thousands of miles, and now they have caught up to this nameless foggy island.
Currently, Lu Zhi has two choices. One is to risk taking down this demon cultivator, and the other is to wait for the follow-up support to arrive.
The support from Dazhou Academy has been following closely behind. There is only one day's time difference. If the support from Dazhou Academy arrives, this demonic cultivator will have no luck.
But in this way, the merit points belonging to Lu Zhi's team will be reduced a lot.
This is the end of the Opening War. Every golden elixir demon cultivator is a rare and valuable resource, not to mention that this kind of demon cultivator, which has been severely damaged, is really a windfall.
Lu Zhi actually doesn’t want to take risks, but during his five or six years of war, it’s not like Jindan cultivators have never killed someone, not to mention someone who was seriously injured. If he doesn’t take it, what will happen to his brothers? , also refused.
What’s more, the demon cultivator in front of meI don’t want to run away anymore, it seems I want to put an end to it.
In this way, Lu Zhi cannot retreat, and everyone can punish the demon cultivator who was born in Xiaomoyuan.
At this moment, the demon cultivator raised his hand slightly, and a red glow slowly gathered in his palm.
"What is good and what is evil in this world? It's just the wishful thinking of you cultivators."
"Power is the truth of this world. And I, I will use my power to break these hypocritical rules of yours."
Lu held his hand on the magic sword on his waist, his back as straight as a green pine. His appearance was indeed ordinary, not something that would surprise people at first glance. He has a handsome face, but there is a perseverance in his brows.
"What you call power is just a means of destruction and destruction.
Real power should be used to protect and create beauty."
Lu Zhi's voice was very firm, and it was obvious that he truly believed in this.
Yan Sha snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with disdain.
"Protect? Create beauty? It's so ridiculous.
In this world of the jungle, only absolute power can give people the right to speak and dominate everything."
"You are wrong."
Lu Zhi shook his head slightly, "Power is not for dominance, but for balance. It is precisely because of the distinction between good and evil that we need to use the power of justice to check and balance Evil, maintain peace in the world."
Yan Sha looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter full of arrogance.
"Peace? There has never been true peace in this world. The justice you cultivators talk about is just to satisfy your own selfish desires."
"You have been blinded by evil. , can no longer see the truth of this world."
There was a trace of compassion in Lu Zhi's eyes, "True justice is selfless and exists for the welfare of all living beings."
Yan Sha's face turned gloomy, and he stared at Lu Zhi closely.
"Humph, these are just high-sounding words. In my opinion, only power is real, and everything else is illusion."
"If you continue to be obsessed with it, , will only lead to destruction in the end," Lu Zhi said seriously.
"Destruction? So what? At least I once had great power, and you will only struggle in hypocritical justice."
Yan Sha did not flinch, with eyes in his eyes. Burning with crazy fire.
Lu Zhi sighed softly, knowing that Yan Sha at this time could no longer be moved by words.
Lu Zhi admitted that some of what he said just now were for the occasion, but most of them were what he was thinking. Even in Baishan, a place with few rules, the existence of the Qingyuan Sect also made the territory A lot has changed.
Nowadays, in Baishan, except for the water boundary, the Qingyuan Sect is stable, and all of this is due to the Qingyuan Sect's silent efforts behind the scenes.
Lu Zhi was born as a casual cultivator and has seen people from the lower classes.In life, it was only after joining the Qingyuan Sect that I realized what I should protect.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhi tightly held the magic sword in his hand, preparing for the next battle.
At the same time, more than a dozen monks beside Lu Zhi also formed a formation in tacit understanding, linking everyone's energy together.
Seeing that this person was about to take action, this demon cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan said loudly:
"Lu Zhi, you think you can stop me? Haha, you are so naive. ." He laughed, the light in his eyes burning brighter.
As he spoke, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth. He wiped it without caring, and then continued to smile:
"I want to give you my life to reward you." ? Come and get it yourself!"
On the isolated island, the atmosphere is tense and depressing.
Lu Zhi’s expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on Yan Sha in front of him.
Yan Sha flashed like a ghost and took the lead in launching the attack.
A dark red sword, which seemed to be made of countless blood, was held in Yan Sha's hand and struck Lu Zhi with one blow.
This knife is called the "Netherworld Blood Blade". The blade is long and narrow and slightly curved. The edge of the knife flashes with strange blood, as if it can devour a person's soul at any time.
The handle of the knife is engraved with ferocious ghost patterns. Those patterns seem to be squirming, exuding a heart-stopping evil aura.
The Nether Blood Blade has powerful evil power. When wielded, it can release evil power as surging as a sea of blood. It can not only corrode the opponent's spiritual shield, but also affect the opponent's mind. Let it fall into fear and confusion.
It can also absorb the blood from injured enemies, thereby enhancing its own power. Every time it absorbs blood, the blood on the blade will be more dazzling, and the evil aura it emits will become stronger.
When Yan Sha activates the Nether Blood Blade with all his strength, he can even summon countless bloody ghosts. These ghosts pounce on the enemy with their teeth and claws, bringing huge pressure and threat to the opponent.
This is the natal magical weapon of Yan Sha. It is a third-level high-grade weapon. It has been sacrificed and refined for more than 170 years. Its power cannot be underestimated.
Although this magical weapon had been damaged in the previous battle with the masters of Dazhou Academy, it was enough to deal with the foundation-building monks in front of them.
Faced with the ghostly roar of the Nether Blood Blade, several monks and disciples who lacked spiritual awareness and firm character couldn't help but panic, so the formation formed by more than a dozen people had a slight flaw. .
Suddenly, the power of blood evil poured in, which made some people even more panicked. They waved their swords with all their strength, involuntarily cast defensive spells, and became confused.
At this moment, Lu Zhi's voice sounded, "Senior Brother Mo, use the Demon-Conquering Pagoda to suppress the situation!"
So, Senior Brother Mo, who had reached the late stage of foundation building, He quickly took out the Demon-Conquering Pagoda that he was holding firmly in his hand.
The gleaming demon-conquering pagoda rose instantly, the light bloomed, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread.Come, hold up a strong clear light for everyone, resisting the impact of most of the blood evil ghost's roaring spells.
When Yan Sha saw this, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As blood overflowed, he muttered words. In an instant, with himself as the center, countless scarlet blood mist spread overwhelmingly. , this mist contains deadly poison. Once it comes into contact, the human body will be broken into pieces and turned into blood.
Immediately, all the disciples hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and reacted quickly. Several disciples quickly took out the magic charms and chanted incantations. The charms burned instantly, releasing pure white light, like wisps of clear springs. , contending with the blood mist.
Wherever the light went, the blood mist dispersed one after another, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
One of the young disciples held the talisman tightly with both hands, beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, concentrating on guiding the power of the talisman.
The demon-conquering stick in the hand of a burly disciple danced in the wind, and the runes on the stick shone with golden light. Every wave of the stick brought up a powerful airflow, forcing the blood poison back.
The demon-conquering sword of another female disciple is as agile as a snake, and the light on the sword is like ripples on the water. She is light and nimbly shuttles through the poisonous gas, using the blade to draw protective lines. net.
But Yan Sha’s poisonous gas is so powerful that even if everyone tries their best to resist, it still feels very difficult.
The blood-like poison kept rolling like a raging ocean. Wherever it went, the vegetation withered instantly, and the entire island seemed to be tightly shrouded in the shadow of death.
Although the disciples were running wildly with their spiritual power to support themselves, their faces were still as pale as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads like beans.
At this critical moment, Lu Zhi drew his sword.
The blade of the magic sword shone coldly in the sunlight. Lu Zhi's eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand steadily resisted Yan Sha's offensive.
Yan Sha's ferocious face was twisted with anger, and the bloody blade in his hand collided with Lu Zhi's sword, making a sharp sound.
“How can a little Foundation-Building monk withstand me?”
“You don’t know enough about this secret skill!”
The people around you The air seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was suffocating.
Lu Zhi’s arm trembled slightly, and powerful force was transferred from his body to the sword, forcefully forcing Yan Sha back a few steps.
Yan Sha's eyes widened with anger, and he roared and charged again. The ferocious momentum seemed to engulf Lu Zhi.
But Lu Zhi didn’t care. Now he is equipped with luxurious equipment. After five years of fighting, he has captured countless trophies. His cultivation level is not enough, so he has to collect magical weapons. The magical sword he uses is also of the third level. Although it is low-grade, it is very suitable for my style, not to mention that the person in front of me is already at the end of his strength.
When the two sides collided again and dispersed, at the tense moment when the two sides were in a stalemate, a flash of madness flashed in Yan Sha's eyes.
He actually resolutely sacrificed his third-level high-grade magic weapon, and then forcibly broke it with his own magic power.
“Become a blood demon!”
The moment the magic weapon was shattered, an endless tide of blood broke out instantly. It had been accumulated for nearly two hundred years and could not swallow up a thousand monks. The terrifying blood demon. It wants to devour everyone and turn them into blood demons, blending them into one body.
Yan Sha tried to use this to completely wipe out the Lu Zhi team and then take back these blood evil spirits. Even if it took decades to reforge a Netherworld Blood Blade, it would still be worth it.
The tide of blood evil swept in like a violent storm, bringing with it an endless aura of destruction.
The disciples in the formation opened their eyes in horror, as if they saw the end coming.
At this moment, the formation in front of them cannot give everyone much sense of security.
At this moment, Lu Zhi stepped forward without hesitation. His eyes were firm, and his spiritual power surged crazily. He used his sword force to withstand the force with his body. The power of terror.
At this moment, before the tide of blood evil really came, Lu Zhi felt as if countless giant peaks were hitting him at the same time. His body was in excruciating pain, and every inch of his skin seemed to be torn apart.
But looking at the tide of blood rushing toward his face, Lu Zhi showed no fear in his eyes, only firm determination.
His legs were slightly apart and planted firmly on the ground, like an unshakable mountain.
At this time, Lu Zhi's feet sank deeply into the soil, and each toe dug into the ground tightly, as if to merge with the earth.
The spiritual energy throughout his body surged like a burning flame, forming a protective barrier that shone brightly around his body.
The light on the barrier flickered on and off, like a beating heart, and every flicker represented Lu Zhi's tenacious resistance.
When that force hit Lu Zhi, he felt an unimaginable force coming, as if the whole world was squeezing against him.
His body was shaking violently, and every muscle was tense to the extreme.
His mouth felt sweet, and blood surged into his throat, but he swallowed it back forcefully.
His teeth were clenched tightly, making a "crunching" sound, as if he was issuing an unyielding challenge to fate.
Lu Zhi gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his forehead, and sweat fell like rain.
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