Lu Qingshan's expression was solemn, and he squinted at the black wizard.

Because the exertion of the power of artistic conception consumes extremely spiritual power, except for the sword at the beginning, he did not rashly cast the killing sword intent in the future.

This also caused the current situation, although it was pressed against the black wizard, but it did not cause fatal damage for a long time.

Finally, the black-cut wizard who had been beaten continuously roared angrily.

In the face of Lu Qingshan's powerful offensive, even if he was a body cultivator and a master of body forging techniques, he also felt a pain like a split, and he wanted to break this deadlock!

"Broken!" The black wizard whispered.

A somewhat illusory dark green flame rushed out of his mouth and struck at Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow Sword.

After performing this trick, his face turned a little pale, and it was obvious that this flame was extremely consuming of spiritual power.

Correspondingly, the more spiritual power is consumed, the more powerful the spell will be.

Among the hundred arts of cultivation, the use of poison is only a small skill, and there are very few monks who practice this way, and the spells are generally not strong.

The poisonous fire he spewed out was the reason why their witch cultivators were often superior to those of the same level of cultivators.

This poisonous fire, called the Ten Thousand Poisonous Fire, is a growing spell, and the more poison you practice in it, the stronger the power of the poisonous fire.

And his mass of ten thousand poisonous fires contains a total of three hundred and fifty-six kinds of poisons, and one of them is a forbidden poison recorded in the Poison Sutra.

In addition, in addition to being weird and extremely lethal, Ten Thousand Poisonous Fire also has a characteristic that it is extremely good at degrading people's spiritual weapons.

Sword cultivation and natal sword are very closely related, almost living and dying together, this is a well-known thing in the cultivation world.

As long as the spirituality of the sword cultivation natal sword in front of you is wiped out, won't this sword cultivation become a lamb to be slaughtered?

The black wizard's abacus is very fine.

However, before his smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, he found that the sword cultivator on the other side was not surprised at all, and even sneered at him.

This made his hair stand on end, as if he felt a dangerous aura, and hurriedly floated back.

But it was too late.

In the face of the oncoming ten thousand poisonous fires, the Dragon Sparrow Sword looked at it as if it was nothing, and it was easy to pass through it directly.

Rumble!

The Dragon Sparrow Sword was like a bolt of lightning, drawing patches of red and brilliant light in the air, and the sword roared into the sky, once again slashing at the body of the black wizard.

With a sonorous sound, a large piece of the scale armor on the black wizard's body was cut off, making him suffer a lot of pain.

But what made him even more desperate was that with a cyan sword light flickering, Lu Qingshan actually appeared in front of him.

Yes, at the moment when the Wushao Wizard unleashed ten thousand poisonous fires to resist, Lu Qingshan sacrificed the Qingfeng Sword that Zang Xiaojian had given at the beginning, followed closely by the Dragon Sparrow Sword, and flew out.

And Lu Qingshan also used the invisible sword escape, and followed the Qingfeng Sword to get close together.

The Dragon Bird Sword was also at this time, wandering back, and was held tightly in Lu Qingshan's hand.

Avatar: Dragon's Breath!

The killing intent in Lu Qingshan's eyes was Ling Ran.

In the terrifying eyes of the black wizard, a huge wave of flames burst out from the Dragon Sparrow Sword that was several times greater than before.

With a dragon roar that went straight into the soul, the dragon sparrow sword divine light in Lu Qingshan's hand emerged, and the dragon pattern that was originally gray and inconspicuous flashed with dazzling golden light.

The phantom of the dragon soul appeared, attached to the sword, and spewed invisible and transparent ripples along the trajectory of the sword's slash.

Finally, with a pop, this sword directly split the body of the black wizard, cutting off his head, and the blood rain sprinkled out in large areas, but in an instant, it was burned into water vapor by the flames.

[Bird Song]: Passive: This sword is invulnerable, immune to all fire attacks, and comes with fire element damage when attacking.

The target of the Black Witch Ten Thousand Poisonous Fire was not Lu Qingshan, but the Dragon Sparrow Sword

According to common sense, his train of thought should be fine.

However, the Ten Thousand Poisonous Fire is still essentially a fire attack, and under the Dragon's Bird Sword's bird's singing power, the Dragon's Bird Sword, which is immune to all fire damage, can naturally ignore the Ten Thousand Poisonous Fire.

Ten thousand poisonous fires have become a waste hand.

In this kind of fierce competition between you and me, if you are not careful, you may fall into a situation from which you will never recover.

Not to mention, the black sorcerer still spent a huge amount of spiritual power and used a trick to waste his hand.

He naturally had to pay a heavy price for his misjudgment, but Lu Qingshan's ability to seize the fighter plane was far beyond what the black wizard thought.

In the end, the price paid by the black wizard was his ........ Life.

After killing the black sorcerer, Lu Qingshan glanced ahead with cold eyes, where there were a few monks from the White Flower Snake Village who had just arrived.

He fought with the black sorcerer, and there was such a big movement, it was impossible for the monks of the other caves on the mountain peak not to react, and they rushed to check the situation at the first time.

Who would have thought that when they arrived at the scene, what they saw was the scene of the black wizard being beheaded with a sword.

This broke their hearts and minds instantly.

Sou!

The Dragon Sparrow Sword hovered in the air, and once again burst through the air, slashing towards those foundation building monks.

This made these seven or eight foundation building monks suddenly chaotic, each showing their own means, running around and fleeing, but how could the foundation building monk's escape technique be better than the flying sword of the sword cultivator?

This is the most terrifying thing about sword cultivation, dealing with other schools of monks, if you can't beat them, you may still have a chance to escape.

But in the face of sword cultivation, if you can't beat it, in most cases, you can't escape!

Blood flashed one after another.

It didn't take long for all of these foundation-building monks to fall in a pool of blood and fall on the spot.

"Lu Qingshan....... "The King of the West Rat saw Lu Qingshan with such an awe-inspiring killing intent for the first time, and his heart was shocked beyond words.

"Babbling babbling ......" The one who came out with the rat king made a weak voice and could feel its joy.

"Let's take Mi Yi back to Qingqiu now?" The King of the West Rat was a little worried, and said: "It is the origin that kills the injury, and maybe only the Qingqiu Mountain Lord can heal the Evil Brother." ”

"Wait a little longer," Lu Qingshan said coldly, "It's not all liquidated yet." ”

It takes all the necessary efforts to eradicate evil.

He has not killed the mortals who will lure him back.

Maybe in the eyes of the monks, mortals are like ants, they won't take it seriously, and after solving the Wushao wizard, they will also expose the matter, but Lu Qingshan won't.

As long as he does evil, he treats everyone equally, regardless of his identity.

He will not pretend to ignore the other party's crimes because of his noble status, nor will he disdain to pursue the other party's status because he is as low as an ant.

Lu Qingshan walked to the corpse of the black sorcerer, took off the storage ring on his finger, and after scanning the circle in it, Shen Nian had an idea in his heart.

"Come with me." Lu Qingshan said to the King of the West Rat and Mi Mi.

He leapt to his feet, flying from the peak of the mountain to the huge square in the cottage.

This is the meeting place of the White Flower Snake Village when it comes to major festivals.

On a high platform in the center of the square, a huge hanging bell hangs.

The spiritual power in Lu Qingshan's hand flickered, and he waved it out casually, slamming it on the hanging bell.

When—

When—

When—

The long, loud bell reverberates throughout the cottage.