On all sides of the town, a glass-colored flame burned.

The flames above the town were like red lanterns in the first month.

There was a thunderous sound of airbursts in the air.

The spiritual power in the field was mixed, and countless Dao methods smashed towards the void black shadow in the air, but it was useless, and in an understatement, several people were killed by the white-clothed sword cultivator.

Lu Shen's expression was indifferent, his left hand was behind, and his right wrist turned lightly, and the ancient sword was full of flowers.

Sword aura light curtains appeared all around his body, constantly resisting those figures or poisonous needles that appeared from the treacherous corners, and he could kill a few people by grabbing the gaps.

If it continues, everyone has no doubt that everyone here will be slaughtered.

The withered old man's eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of disbelief and a hint of struggle in his eyes, as if he was about to make some difficult choice.

With the passage of time, it seemed that everyone knew the strength of this sword cultivator, and their eyes looked at each other, and they saw each other's determination and ruthlessness.

In the next second, everyone blocked Lu Shen's four directions almost at the same time, and then rushed towards Lu Shen with the means of not sparing his hands and protecting himself, clearly wanting to end the battle directly with several casualties.

A simple and crude scheme, but it seems impossible to deal with.

"Oops. ”

The old Taoist who had been watching the battle frowned, and then subconsciously took a step forward, as if he also wanted to do something.

It's just that the next moment, his figure stopped, and his expression was stunned.

Very simple.

Because the man in the middle of the room shook his head slightly, signaling that he didn't need to.

Lu Shen turned his head and looked at the murderous machines coming from all directions, his expression calm.

Three thousand years ago, there were countless life-and-death battles, but what kind of battles and methods have not been seen? Now there is naturally not the slightest fluctuation in the state of mind.

Followed by.

He took a step back.

And so the battle, which was confined to the streets, spread.

Lu Shen and everyone kept appearing in all corners of the town.

On the bluestone slab of the ancient town.

Between small bridges.

River edge.

Even the inner room of a remote old house.

Everywhere there was a fierce collision, and traces of sword qi and Dao law floated out, and in just an instant, this extremely old town had a crumbling taste.

The battlefield is constantly changing.

A total of three black-clothed people locked on to the landing Shen, carrying out hand-to-hand combat without fear of life and death, while the rest of the people were waiting for an opportunity to move around, coming out from time to time to sneak attack disgusting people.

Soon after, with a rumbling sound like thunder coming from the old houses north and south of the street, Lu Shen's figure reappeared in the middle of the street.

The number of people who came with him was reduced by half again, and only a dozen or so men in black remained, each with some injuries on their bodies.

Their eyes at the moment were also full of shock and incomprehension.

Because the man's sword is quick.

Man is faster than a sword!

After fighting for so long, that guy still looks like he is at ease, even if the Boundless Realm Sword Cultivation is extremely strong, but in the face of dozens of cultivators, it is impossible to be so unreasonable, right?

There was an eerie silence in the room, as if everyone no longer dared to fight desperately.

After Lu Shen took it with one hand, he held a sword in white, and he was indescribably chic and freehand.

The next moment.

Footsteps sounded, and the withered old man slowly stood in front of the remaining dozen or so people.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Blood Demon Sect relaxed a little for some reason, and they all took a step back.

"Did you play?"

The old man looked at the corpse on the ground silently, and his body gradually became illusory, and the light faintly penetrated. Like a delicate porcelain plate,

Lu Shen glanced at him and asked, "It seems that you have made up your mind?"

The old man's temperament changed greatly at the moment, he was unusually calm, nodded, and said: "Thanks to you, just now I ruthlessly destroyed the evil spirit body on my body, and the price is that the old man's plan for nearly a hundred years has failed, and the last bit of hope for life is gone, you say, this great kindness, how do you want the old man to repay you?"

The voice did not contain emotion, but it carried monstrous killing intent, and at the same time, the old man's aura soared, and a sense of oppression from the three realms to the top enveloped the entire town.

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "Who?"

"Old man, Blood Demon Sect Great Elder Liu Changqing. ”

The old man closed his eyes slightly, said loudly, and then opened his hands towards the sky.

In the next second, the sea of clouds in the sky above the town sank, dark clouds were empowered, and a strong wind followed, carrying a heavy and oppressive dark aura.

The last remaining houses in the entire town creaked as if they were about to be destroyed.

Seeing this terrifying scene that caused the changes in heaven and earth, the girl Gu Ling's face was full of surprise and shock, and she asked, "Master, who is Liu Changqing." ”

At this moment, the Daoist had already been shocked by those three words, and he couldn't hear his apprentice's question in his mind.

A hundred years ago, when the Blood Demon Sect was still the first-class Demon Sect in the world, except for the old man Murong who had earth-shattering demonic skills, Liu Changqing was the most famous in the Demon Sect.

According to the world, Liu Changqing was a disciple of a Taoist sect when he was young, and he was extremely talented, but he was expelled from the sect for some reason, and then he became a mountain cultivator, and when the world saw him again, Liu Changqing was already the person next to Murong Mad, that is, the great elder of the First Demon Sect Blood Demon Sect.

But the problem is that it is rumored in the world that Liu Changqing had died of exhaustion a hundred years ago, and some people even thought that if Liu Changqing did not die, the Blood Demon Sect would be able to survive for at least fifty years.

As a result, the unpredictable thing in the world is that a hundred years later, such a heavenly figure in the cultivation world went to such a lonely mountain to become a bullshit mountain god? More importantly, he was met by them!

"It's really bad luck for your mother's eight lifetimes!" the old man burst into foul language.

Lu Shen felt this long-lost demonic aura, his long hair was blown back by the wind, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Take them first. He glanced at the stunned trio of master and apprentice.

The Daoist naturally knew the priorities, and said solemnly: "When I send them back to a safe place, I will definitely come back immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man used his Taoist magic talisman at the bottom of the box, and disappeared with the boy and girl almost instantly.

Liu Changqing turned a blind eye to this scene, just quietly looked at the white-clothed sword cultivator in front of him, recovered his realm, and naturally recovered all his mood and habits.

He asked with a hint of curiosity: "Did you see any clues from before you went up the mountain?"

Lu Shen shook his head and replied, "Whether you believe it or not, this time it's really just a coincidence, maybe your life is not good." ”

When Liu Changqing heard this, he didn't doubt it, but just sighed deeply and said with emotion: "It seems that this method of taking orders and changing lives is not even recognized by God, it's a pity, I was first suppressed by that weird monk, and I was still glad that I didn't see my true identity, but when the ordinary demon suppressed it, it turned out to be you again..... If you give me another ten years, when the true body of the evil spirit is reunited, I can go down the mountain and be reborn and practice, and then ..."

The old man didn't say any more, but the wrinkles on his face like tree roots deepened, with endless loneliness.

Lu Shen looked up at the sky and said calmly: "Don't you rush to kill me?"

The old man also looked up at the sky with a smile and said, "Since there is only one last little time, I always feel that I want to find someone to talk to, otherwise it will be too boring." ”

Lu Shen nodded in approval and asked, "Is the bald head of the monk who suppressed you very young, with a nine-colored rosary around his neck?"

The old man replied: "It is indeed very young, but that body of Dharma, tsk, is extremely scary, and I was so frightened that I thought that this was the end of it." ”

Lu Shen said calmly: "His name is Jiu Nian, the descendant of Leiyin Temple in this life. ”

"Leiyin Temple?"

Liu Changqing was stunned and said, "Holy land?"

Lu Shen replied: "Yes, I am too, from the Sword Pavilion. ”

Hearing this, a helpless smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said, "The little guy in the Holy Land, it seems that this generation is ridiculously strong, no wonder the Blood Demon Church has been destroyed." ”

Lu Shen suddenly became curious, and asked, "I read your story in the academy book, you used to study in the academy for a while, in that case, why did you join the Demon Sect?"

"Because of the warmth. ”

Liu Changqing answered Lu Shen's question positively, and said with a smile: "I feel the warmth and happiness that I have not felt for a long time in the Blood Demon Sect, this is naturally the reason why I joined the Blood Demon Sect, no, the Blood Demon Sect was actually my sect originally, but it was only robbed by Murong Mad later." “

Lu Shen shook his head slightly and asked, "Huh?"

"A hundred years ago, I founded the Blood Demon Sect, but then it was taken away by Murong Mad and he transformed the Blood Demon Sect, and then dominated the world for a while, and in the end, I watched it be besieged and wiped out by the Seven Holy Lands..."

Liu Changqing seemed to be a dying person, and there was no secret in his heart, he shook his head slightly, and sighed: "But what can I do, I know that this path is wrong, because this is not my original intention, but what can I do, the original people of the Blood Demon Sect were originally my friends, and I couldn't watch them die, and then they became more and more wrong, more and more wrong, and in the end, I also came to the end of this mistake." ”

Lu Shen asked, "Why did Murong Mad do this?"

Liu Changqing said with a smile: "Because he feels that the world needs the purest evil, and he is the demon." ”

Lu Shen looked at Liu Changqing's smile full of helplessness and regret, and comforted: "The times have changed greatly, caused by light, the Blood Demon Sect will not survive in this era, because the general trend of the world cannot tolerate demons in the true sense, and the general trend is the general trend." ”

This passage is extremely similar to what Su An of Chang'an City said to Murong Mad at the beginning, so Liu Changqing did not refute it.

His body had almost become transparent, but his eyes were still looking at the sky tightly, as if he wanted to see through something, and after a while, he smiled and said: "Have you ever thought about a question, yin and yang, black and white, if there is no darkness in the world except light, and the light between heaven and earth is white, then is light the biggest darkness in the world? Is this question difficult to answer? But I think Murong Mad has a sentence that is actually true, if there is only one color in the world, then it is too boring." ”

Lu Shen thought about this question carefully, and he was very engrossed.

Liu Changqing shook his head slightly and said, "You can think about this question later." ”

Lu Shen retracted his thoughts, felt the high-spirited battle intent on the other party's body, and asked with a smile: "How many layers of combat power have you restored?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "It's probably a Taoist artistic conception that is complete, there is no way, you can't recover everything."

Lu Shen said seriously: "Then I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill me." ”

Liu Changqing smiled and said, "Then try it." ”