Looking at the many warriors killing him, an inexplicable smile appeared on Lu Xin's face, but this smile was like the smile of death, and it also symbolized that all living beings would end up in his hands!

"Here comes the sword!"

The roar shattered the mountains and rivers, the void shook, the surrounding vegetation turned into flying ashes, and the three-foot blood sword shot down from the high sky, suddenly standing in front of Lu Xin!

Lu Xin's hair danced wildly, he laughed wildly, and as he held the sword in his hand, the blood light that broke through the sky rolled around him, and he seemed to have turned into a peerless killing god on the battlefield of destroying the country back then, and he wanted to step on the mountain and white bones to ascend to the throne of the blood sea!

"Broken Mountain!"

Rumble!

Lu Xin stepped on the ground with both feet, the ground cracked, a sword slashed out, the mountain rocks crumbled into powder, and hundreds of warriors in front of him were cut into blood rain by a sword!

"Qinglian burial ground, don't approach the living, kill!"

The blood was surging, the killing intent was rampant, Lu Xin held a sword in one hand, like a tiger entering the flock, and opened an unimaginable killing in Qinglian Mountain!

Lu Xin slashed out with a sword, dozens of warriors stopped their waists, and the blood rain filled the void, watering the green vegetation with poignant and magnificent!

The left palm blasted out, the demonic qi rolled endlessly, and the bodies of hundreds of warriors were shattered, and its tragic scene did not dare to let people look at it directly!

The pungent smell of blood spread in this world, and pieces of floating corpses fell between the mountains and forests, and with every step Lu Xin took out, the ground was booming, and it also made the few remaining warriors of various factions continue to retreat!

"Before... Senior, you are so ferocious, but you want to be the enemy of the world's martial arts?' Gu Lingtian asked in a trembling voice, but his trembling legs proved how frightened he was!

Phew!

The blood sword was cold, cutting through the sky, Gu Lingtian's eyes were wide open, but the head and body had been separated, and this... It was Lu Xin's answer to Gu Lingtian!

Ranked fourteenth on the heavenly list, and even the martial arts master who gathered at the top of the three flowers, he was beheaded by Lu Xin with a sword, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, such a scene made Baiyun Sword Envoy and Li Chaolin and others chill down their spines, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat all over their bodies!

Bang!

Li Chaolin's face was bloodless, his body was trembling, his knees were weak, and he suddenly fell to the ground, the snot and tears on his face were intertwined, obviously frightened by Lu Xin's peerless ferocity!

Paralyzed on the ground and slowly retreating, Li Chaolin cried loudly and begged: "Before... Predecessor... I... I have no grudge against you... Former... Seniors spare their lives!"

When Li Chaolin begged for mercy, he completely forgot his high-spirited appearance at the foot of the mountain, if he had known that Lu Xin was so terrifying, he would have given him the courage of the dragon, and he would never dare to make such a fearless appearance under the mountain!

The sword rises, the blood falls, and the head falls to the ground, Li Chaolin's fate is no different from Gu Lingtian!

Lu Xin's murderous methods made the Baiyun Sword Envoy realize that he would never be able to escape today's death, and he simply didn't beg for mercy, and roared at Lu Xin: "Demon, you have brutalized all factions in the Jiangnan Martial Arts, even if this Sword Envoy dies in your hands, you will also be hunted down and killed by the righteous martial arts in the world!"

Burst!

The sword passed, the person fell, and a blood hole bloomed on the throat of the Baiyun Sword Envoy, and the poignant blood flowers were spraying, which also reflected Lu Xinsen's cold smile!

Blood clouds overwhelmed the world, thunder rolled, and a torrential rain fell from the clouds, turning the thick blood on the mountain into a blood-colored river!

Heaven and earth are silent, and everything is quiet!

In the entire Qinglian Mountain, in addition to floating corpses all over the ground, there is only the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning!

Lu Xin has one person and one sword, under the independent sky, he bathed in the pouring rain, as if he was washing the blood stains on his clothes!

Lu Xin raised his eyes to look at the sky, his blood-colored eyes receded, and the blood-light demonic energy around his body slowly dissipated, he suddenly beckoned, and the nine-stringed piano in the distance was sucked by him!

Zheng!

A wisp of piano sounded in the wind and rain, the sound of the piano was melodious at first, and then faster and faster, and the heavy rain pouring from the high sky also became heavier, and ten thousand thunderbolts loomed in the clouds, but the heavy thunder made this heaven and earth extremely depressed!

Click!

Suddenly!

Thousands of miles of thunderclouds seemed to endure for a long time, and when Lu Xinqin's voice was extremely high-pitched, a clear blue thunder suddenly fell towards him!

The sudden thunderstorm did not change Lu Xin's color, and there was a look of hope in his eyes, and there was a faint trace of excitement!

"The heavens and the earth are wide open, the aura is leaking out, and the ancient thunder tribulation has come true, I finally wait for you!"

So the old legend!

In ancient times, a hundred flowers bloomed, ten thousand ways contended, there was Lao Tzu riding a green ox through the Han Valley, the purple air swept 30,000 miles, there was a Buddha who became enlightened under the Bodhi tree, and realized the supreme Buddha principle of a sand, a world, a leaf and a Bodhi!

But there are five decays of heaven and man, and there are nine tribulations of thunder, and the ancient qi refiners can only pursue the ethereal way of immortality by surviving many tribulations, which is also called the way of immortals by the ancient qi refiners!

Eternal Qi refining is divided into nine realms, and breaking the nine realms is for the sky!

This sentence was obtained by Lu Xin from the remnants of an ancient ruin, but thousands of years have passed, and he has no idea what it means!

But Lu Xin knew that the so-called ancient qi refiners all needed to go through the baptism of heaven and earth thunder tribulation, so that they could enter a more advanced realm!

And Lu Xin also believes that no matter whether it is immortal or immortal, in that mysterious ancient era, there must be a way to come back from the dead, just because he is a living example, since he can live forever, why is there no way to resurrect from death in the world?

The door of the ancient era is slowly opening to Lu Xin, which also makes him full of yearning for that mysterious era!

......

Storm Town, Guiyun Inn!

The dark clouds pressed on the top, the thunder rumbled, a majestic rain poured down without warning, Leng Wuge stood on the eaves, looking at the direction of Qinglian Mountain, his expression became extremely solemn!

It stands to reason that with Mr.'s cultivation, it is easy to persuade the warriors of all factions to retreat, but a day has passed, Mr. has not returned, and this thundercloud in the high sky is really abrupt, how can this not make Leng Wuge feel worried?

"Brother Leng, it's very stormy outside, and it's inevitable that you'll be infected with the wind and cold, so let's go back to the house quickly!" The delicate female voice sounded behind Leng Wuge, and I saw Mo Xiaoqian appear behind Leng Wuge at some point!

"Mr. hasn't returned for a day, Wuge is very worried, you take care of your grandfather and grandson here, I'll go and see what happened in Qingfeng Mountain!" Leng Wuge's eyes were certain, and he quickly said to Mo Xiaoqian!

The wind and rain were muddy, and Leng Wuge walked forward in the rain, and gradually disappeared in Mo Xiaoqian's eyes!

At the same time, the storm town, the farmhouse in the courtyard!

Xiao Haoran stood in the pavilion, he looked in the direction of Qinglian Mountain, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and an extremely depressed feeling rose in his heart!

"Sect Master, the Eight Banners of the Demon Sect are rushing here, you better go back to the house and rest!" Liu Ruoyi's lips opened lightly, looking at Xiao Haoran's eyes, a wisp of admiration crossed it, and then she hid it well!

Xiao Haoran wore a grimace mask, which made it impossible to see his expression, but he looked at the heavy clouds in the high sky, and said in a slightly low voice: "This thundercloud came abruptly, and the lightning and thunder in the direction of Qingfeng Mountain, all the martial arts figures of all factions in the south of the Yangtze River gathered in this mountain, I don't know why, there is always a sense of uneasiness in my heart!"