For the third layer of the "Red Thunder Sword Technique" practiced by Gu Mo, Lu Qingshan was all imprinted in his mind.

However, Lu Qingshan only read it once, even though the content of this third layer has been explained by Gu Mo, there are still many places, and it takes a little time to figure it out.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes, his soul trembled, and his spiritual power diffused out, and he began to practice his sword skills in his mind.

"This is ......" Gu Mo was beside Lu Qingshan, and instantly felt a fluctuation of spiritual power.

That fluctuation, Gu Mo was only surprised at first, but then he was stunned, and then he was shocked.

After a long time, Gu Mo finally recovered his mood, and said secretly in his heart: "In the Fallen Holy Land, the wisp of holy soul obtained by Qingshan will definitely not be able to give Lu Qingshan such a powerful spiritual ......"

After a slight pause, Gu Mo's eyes showed excitement again, and he secretly thought: "Qingshan, I am worthy of being the hope of the future of the Yuanling Sect, and after the matter of the Blood River Sect is resolved this time, Qingshan should be made a disciple of the sequence......

Wow!

Gu Mo stepped aside and personally protected Lu Qingshan.

......

Under the Bamboo Sword Peak.

on the Scarlet Giant.

Jia Zuoren sat on a large golden chair, and on either side of it were seven or eight elders who followed.

Elder Wan of the Blood River Sect walked out and bowed to Jia Zuoren with a fist, very respectful, and with a hint of doubt, he said: "Ancestor, with your strength, you can completely wash the entire Yuanlingmen in blood, why do you still have to force the Yuanlingmen to agree to a life-and-death decisive battle in three days?"

Elder Wan really couldn't figure this out.

Others may not know, but Elder Wan knows very well that with Jia Zuoren's cultivation in the Heavenly Yuan Realm, it is enough to sweep through all the Earth Yuan Realm.

This is the difference between heaven and earth.

Other elders were also puzzled.

Jia Zuoren sat on the big chair, smiled lightly, and then said slowly: "Inside the Yuanling Gate, a formation is arranged, if it is activated, I may not be able to beat ......."

As soon as they heard this, the seven or eight elders all understood why Jia Zuoren wanted to return to the Scarlet Giant Ship.

If he rested on Zhujian Peak, once there was a conflict, although Jia Zuoren was a cultivator of the Tianyuan Realm, he was also very dangerous.

As for the elders......

Definitely dead or alive!

One by one, they immediately felt very scared.

Elder Wan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Ancestor, this Tianwuling is a poor and remote land, and if it is not in the eyes of any force, there should be no formation that can pose a threat to the powerhouses of the Tianyuan Realm, right?"

Obviously, Elder Wan was a little skeptical.

Hearing Elder Wan say this, the other elders thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.

But at this time, he heard Jia Zuoren sneer and said, "Have you ever heard that a hundred years ago, there was a very terrifying sword saint in Qingluo Prefecture?"

A terrifying sword master?

All the elders were pondering.

Suddenly, Elder Wan's body shook, and he said slowly, "Ancestor, you wouldn't be talking about that Yuan Spirit Sword Saint, right?"

Jia Zuoren nodded and said, "I used to think that the Yuanling Gate was very familiar, and I didn't care much about it at first, but after coming here this time, I thought that the Yuanling Sword Saint was from this Heavenly Martial Mountains...... Then, this Yuan Ling Gate is likely to be the inheritance left by the Yuan Ling Sword Saint......"

"The inheritance left by the Yuanling Sword Saint?" Elder Wan's breathing became rapid, and he raised his eyes and said, "Ancestor, then what are we waiting for?" The Yuanling Sword Saint died a hundred years ago, we will immediately bloody the Yuanling Gate and seize the inheritance!"

Jia Zuoren glanced at Elder Wan and said, "Once it becomes holy, its lifespan can reach a thousand years, and it is rumored that the Yuan Spirit Sword Saint has already died, but who can be sure?"

After a pause, Jia Zuoren said slowly: "Moreover, even if he is dead, as long as a sword saint leaves a little back hand at will, it is impossible for us to resist!"

Jia Zuoren's words made all the elders seem to be poured cold water.

The opportunity is right in front of you, but you don't dare to touch it!

"However, don't be discouraged, this time the three life-and-death battles with Lu Qingshan are a temptation, when the time comes, we can naturally understand the strength of the Yuan Lingmen, if we don't have enough strength, then we can naturally seize the ......" Jia Zuoren said.

In a word, everyone is on fire.

"So, this time, Lu Qingshan must die! Lu Qingshan is the first day of Yuanlingmen, as long as Lu Qingshan has a life and death crisis, then the essence of Yuanlingmen must be exposed......" Jia Zuoren gritted his teeth, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Soon, Jia Zuoren arranged it, and three days later, it was the three strongest of the hundreds of disciples who came this time to participate in the life-and-death battle.

The three of them are all cultivators of the Lingyuan Realm.

All of them have practiced Xuan-level martial arts, one has cultivated it to the beginning, one is a Xiaocheng, and one is a Dacheng.

Basically, if there is no problem, only one of the three will be dispatched, which is enough to kill Lu Qingshan.

Wow!

Three days passed.

On this day, many people gathered on Zhujian Peak.

The three life-and-death battles between Lu Qingshan and the Blood River Sect have been spread all over.

The inner disciples and outer disciples of the Yuanling Sect poured out of the nest, and they all came to cheer for Lu Qingshan.

"Three life-and-death battles? Hmph, this time my Senior Brother Lu will win!"

"In the Land of the Fallen Saints, I, Lu Qingshan, can kill you all the and urine, and this time I can do the same!"

The disciples of Yuanlingmen are full of blind trust and worship for Lu Qingshan.

In fact, Lu Qingshan has created too many cases of defeating the strong with the weak.

No matter how powerful you are, Lu Qingshan will solve it with one sword.

If one sword doesn't work, then two swords.

The people of the Blood River Sect have all come, and even the three disciples who participated in the life-and-death battle have all been selected.

The three disciples, one by one, were ready for battle.

Elder Wan sat on a chair, frowned, stared at Gu Mo in the distance, and said a little impatiently: "Gu Zhangzuo, your personal disciple Lu Qingshan, is he afraid? Why hasn't he appeared yet?"

Gu Mo looked very calm, and said with a smile: "Don't hide it from Elder Wan, Lu Qingshan, a disciple of this seat, heard the decisive battle of life and death, and is seizing the time to practice the martial arts of the Xuan Rank, so it may have to wait a little longer, but this seat can guarantee that Qingshan will definitely appear." ”

Elder Wan snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "But in three days, could it be that you can still cultivate the Xuan-level martial arts to the point of entry?"

Gu Mo smiled and didn't fight back, but said slowly: "If you can cultivate or not, you have to give it a try, don't you?"

Finally, another half an hour passed, and even Gu Mo felt abnormal this time, and when he was about to arrange for someone to take a look, a figure from Zhujian Peak was walking from a distance.

That person, it's not Lu Qingshan, who can it be?

Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Heavenly Yuan Realm of the Blood River Sect, who had always closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, revealing a touch of surprise in his eyes, but he still shook his head and said slowly: "Lu Qingshan, this time I will try the essence of the Yuanling Sect with you......"

(End of chapter)