Lu Changsheng's sword sense was like an invisible giant net, the moment he closed his eyes, it began to center on himself, and gradually extended to every corner of Shaliu Village!

Those powerful sword senses were like his eyes, like his thoughts, and even like his doppelgangers.

He slowly released his sword sense, and then began to quietly feel the breath of everyone in the entire village!

In the next earthen kiln, a middle-aged man and a young woman lived, and the two were doing something indescribable on their beds.

At the end of the village lives a lonely explorer, who is writing his diary of his adventures in the dim light.

In the fifth earthen kiln on the right-hand side, there are four strangers living who are practicing diligently with their eyes closed.

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Everything in the entire village is under Lu Changsheng's control at the moment, except for the earthen kiln at the head of the village, which should have been inhabited by the village chief.

No matter what he did, it was as if the kiln was cut off from heaven and earth, and he couldn't sense anything at all.

His sword sense had now covered the entire village, but he had never found the aura that belonged to Baruta, and the earthen kiln that originally belonged to Baruta had become so weird.

"What happened to the undead?" Lu Changsheng muttered with a solemn expression.

What made him even more strange was that the number of undead in this village was much smaller than when he left twenty years ago.

Not one or two, not four or five, but almost half less!

Among those people, there were those whom Lu Changsheng knew, and those he didn't know, but they just disappeared so inexplicably.

Lu Changsheng knew very well that the undead would not be able to get out of Shaliu Village beyond the ten miles at all.

Because once they exceed this distance, they will not only lose all their innate abilities, but they will even age and die of extreme speed.

Although they are called the undead, death is the thing they fear the most!

To live well, no one wants to die prematurely!

In that case, it is unlikely that they will leave Shaliu Village.

However, why is it that in the past twenty years, the number of undead has decreased so much?

They don't die by accident, and the numbers have always been balanced on a steady number.

So where did the vanished half of the undead go?

Lu Changsheng's face became more and more ugly, maybe the only thing that could solve all the doubts in his heart now was the village chief's earthen kiln!

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The forbidden land of death in the desert, an oasis of mist and mist, isolated by a majestic mountain peak.

The solitary peak towered into the sky, shrouded in mist, and huge trees rose from the ground, and a rushing waterfall poured down from the peak.

In the dense forest at the top of the peak, there were many young men dressed in green clothes and holding purple and green long swords, and their sword swinging movements were uniform, practicing the introductory swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Further up, there is a long and wide circular corridor in front of you, and every few zhang distance, there is a quaint white stone pillar, on which there is nothing but full of sword marks.

Just from a distance, you can feel the powerful sword intent coming from the stone pillar!

Walking along the corridor, you will see many stone caves on both sides, it seems that this is the living place of the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect!

Not to mention the top of the mountain, just on the top of the mountain, there are more than 100 such caves, which shows the huge number of disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

At the end of the cloister, there is a huge square, the ground and walls, all paved with flawless white jade, between the flickering lights, at a glance, people can't help but feel ashamed.

In the distance, the white clouds fluttered, like a transparent white veil floating under the feet.

In the center of the square, a huge bronze pillar is erected every ten zhang distance, divided into two rows, three in each row, a total of six, there are two bronze pillars, from time to time there is a light cyan sword light swinging, hovering in the air for a long time!

This is the sword capture field of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and it is also the only way to the main hall.

Legend has it that the six bronze pillars in the sword grabbing field represent the six most powerful divine swords in the Qingyun Sword Sect.

When all six divine swords are born, it will be the day when the Qingyun Sword Sect will look down on the world!

It's a pity that until today, the Qingyun Sword Sect has only produced two divine swords, one is the sword Tissot of the sect leader Song Tianhe, and the other is Song Xiyun's blue sea Qingluo.

At the end of the square, behind the hazy white mist, something seemed to be shining there, and this light seemed to have a strange power that breathed the heart!

A white jade bridge, without seats and piers, rises in the sky in the white mist, one end is on the square, and the other end goes straight into the clouds.

Under the bridge, there is a hidden sound of water, and the sunlight is reflected on the bridge body, emitting colorful colors, which is the legendary colorful cloud bridge.

And stepping across the Colorful Cloud Bridge, directly in front of you is the place where the Qingyun Sword Sect is meeting, the Yunluo Palace!

The Yunluo Hall is located on the top of the peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fierce sword qi is staggered and hovering in the air, like the realm of the immortal family, which makes people feel awe!

In front of the majestic hall, the door is wide open, the spiritual light in the hall flashes, and dozens of giant long swords on both sides of the hall are hanging upside down in the air, and the bearing is solemn and full of majesty!

Above the main hall, there was a burly and majestic figure sitting at the moment, that person looked rough, with a contemptuous pride in his eyes, and two sword eyebrows were lightly raised, with an aura of intimidating self-anger.

"Jian Eight is dead?" Song Tianhe asked, looking at the gray-clothed old man under His Highness.

The gray-clothed old man bowed and saluted, and his voice trembled a little in response: "Yes! I found it this morning, and the life card has been broken!"

Song Tianhe frowned: "This Lu Changsheng, who killed without injury first, and then slashed Jian Ba, it seems that he really wants to find death!"

There was no trace of killing intent in his words, and his tone was extremely calm, but the more he did, the more frightened the gray-clothed old man's heart became, and the cold hairs on his body couldn't help but stand up.

"Let Kensan go to Jinghai!"

Song Tianhe's fingers gently tapped the armrest of the bench under him twice, and said casually.

The gray-clothed old man was stunned when he heard this, and then he was immediately shocked: "Sect Master, to deal with a kid from the Seven Realms, is it necessary to let the three major swords go out in person?"

Others may not know what kind of person Jian San is, but the old man in gray does know it clearly.

In his opinion, a guy like Jian San is not a human at all!

Kenzo is best at torturing people and killing people, he takes these as a kind of fun, he doesn't like women, he doesn't like power, he doesn't even like money!

He loves nothing more than killing, killing like crazy, a veritable - a madman!

"Just Sword Three!" Song Tianhe stopped and continued, "How are things going on over there of the undead?"

The old man in gray touched the cold sweat on his forehead and replied:

"Rotal has imprisoned and sealed the original patriarch Baruta, and now the plan is moving according to the track we expected, and it will be completed soon!"

Song Tianhe nodded when he heard this: "Very good, then let Jian San take care of the affairs of the undead clan along the way!"

Speaking of this, he paused abruptly: "Also, did the people sent to the major alien forces in the desert have any reply?"

The gray-clothed old man shook his head, and the cold sweat on his forehead broke out again: "There is no reply for the time being, please wait patiently for the sect master!"

Song Tianhe was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "I know, you can step down!"

"Subordinates retire!"

The gray-clothed old man bowed down and took a few steps back, then turned straight and walked slowly towards the sword arena where the palace was located.

"Lu Changsheng, it's really interesting, the eighteen sword tricks, if you can't get it, then it's better to destroy it directly!"

Song Tianhe muttered, and then his figure suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the Yunluo Palace!

The old man in gray pretended to be calm and walked out of the hall, his entire back wet with sweat.

Recalling Song Tianhe's words just now, he suddenly felt shuddering all over his body!

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The night passed quickly.

Whether it was Zhao Mingrui in his sleep, Liyue Ling, or Lu Changsheng, who had been meditating all night, he was woken up by a huge rumbling sound the next morning.

Everyone only felt a sudden violent tremor on the ground, as if a sandstorm was coming!

When the tremor gradually faded, Lu Changsheng and the others quickly walked out of the earthen kiln, and when everyone wanted to find out, they were surprised to find that the loud noise just now turned out to be just the undead clansmen who were exercising in the morning.

The undead clansmen, although the three major talents are the same, there will still be a certain gap in each other's strength.

In Shaliu Village, the children in the village who need to do morning exercises are usually the ones who are still young, and once the clansmen have performed the coming-of-age ceremony, they no longer need to do morning exercises.

And Lu Changsheng saw at a glance that a thin middle-aged man was carefully teaching the group of immature teenagers in front of him!

That voice, Lu Changsheng will not be mistaken, it is the middle-aged man who spoke to him across the door in the village chief's residence yesterday!

Lu Changsheng watched this side quietly, and an hour later, the morning exercise of the undead clan was finally over

He quickly stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "My name is Lu Changsheng, last night. Thank you so much!"

The middle-aged man looked at the figures of the teenagers with soft eyes, and was a little stunned in his heart, and suddenly heard someone behind him shouting that he couldn't help but be stunned!

After a while, he also recognized him from Lu Changsheng's voice, and said with a hearty smile: "When you come to our desert, you are our guest, and the guest doesn't have to be so polite!"

"I don't know what you call it?"

"My name is Rotal, the head of Shaliu Village!"

When Lu Changsheng heard this, a sharp gaze suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly regained his composure, and said with a smile:

"Village Chief Rotar, can you tell us the true direction of our way to the Desert?"