Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1436 The Third Real Demon Tribulation
Feeling a hard bump on her shoulder, Liu Qinghuan suddenly came back to her senses and found herself standing on a wasteland.

The sky is iron-gray, and it is impossible to tell whether it is day or night. The wasteland is also iron-gray, and the wind is mixed with rough sand, making a rustling sound when it hits the body.

"Where is this?" Liu Qinghuan felt confused, "Why am I here..."

Before he could figure it out, a loud cry interrupted his thoughts: "Come out!"

Before he finished speaking, a person bumped him from behind and rushed out.Then, several winds sounded, and several people rushed forward.

The arm was pulled down: "Hurry up, the treasure will be snatched away!"

"Treasure? What treasure?" Liu Qinghuan turned her head, but didn't see the person clearly, only heard someone shouting loudly, and someone running wildly.

There are many people gathered in this wasteland, tall and short, fat and thin, men and women, old and young, the only thing in common is that they are all running to the same place.

After being pushed again, Liu Qinghuan followed suit.

After running like this for a while, his gaze gradually became clearer, and he vaguely sensed something was wrong, and his steps couldn't help but become slow.

At this time, the mountains in front of us are shining brightly from behind, and the multicolored clouds are rising up, which is especially eye-catching in the iron gray.

Cheers of surprise erupted from the crowd, and everyone was trying their best to run there, trying to reach the destination first.

"Boom!" There was a loud cracking sound, the mountain shook and the ground trembled.Several colorful rays of light flew out from behind the mountain and shot in all directions!

"The treasure is born, hurry up!"

The team instantly became restless and chaotic. Some people were still running forward, but some people had already reacted and rushed towards the direction where the lights were flying.

The crowd dispersed quickly, but because there were too many people, each ray of light was chasing many people.

"Ah! How dare you sneak attack me, court death!"

"This treasure is mine, whoever comes to snatch it, don't blame me for being rude!"

As long as one person takes the lead, conflicts will erupt immediately, and chaos is inevitable.

Someone grabbed a treasure with quick eyes and hands. Before he had time to rejoice, his body was pierced by a long arrow, and several spells landed on him at the same time. Even his hand holding the treasure was shot from nowhere. The sharp blade cut off instantly.

The man sprayed blood and fell from the sky. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his severed hand falling into the arms of his friend who had been chatting and laughing with him not long ago. The dagger in the other party's hand was still dripping with his blood.

Before he died, the man showed a mocking smile, because that friend ended up just like him, and the next moment he was decapitated.

There are people fighting everywhere, for a treasure, countless people are red-eyed and slaughtered, falling into madness.

However, Liu Qinghuan stopped in his tracks. With a puzzled look on his face, he raised his head, looked through the chaotic crowd, and looked at the gloomy sky.

Before he could think about it, a red light with a long tail flew across half of the sky like a shooting star and landed in his arms.

Liu Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, and looked down. The thing in his hand was a palm-sized pagoda with a pointed top.

Not allowing him to take a closer look, there was a sound of piercing from one side, and the fierce arrow light came suddenly!

Liu Qinghuan's expression was slightly trembling, and he handed over the pagoda to his left hand, the golden light in his right hand leaped, and the Xuanyuan Sword slashed into the air with supreme power.

Hearing a "click", the sharp arrow that was flying was cut in half, and the burst of light was like hot fireworks, and the surrounding crowd avoided one after another.

But someone was not afraid of death, and rushed towards him with a loud roar: "Hand over the pagoda, and I will spare you!"

At the same time, several rays of magic light flew from different directions, all targeting him!

Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, making those spells come to naught.And he appeared behind the person who was running over, raising his sword and dropping it!
Hot blood spurted out, and the man ran forward two more steps, his body was suddenly torn apart, and the internal blood flowed all over the ground.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, as if the air suddenly froze. The people who were running towards this side were shocked by Liu Qinghuan's awe-inspiring aura, and they all stopped in their tracks.

But I heard a voice shouting: "His sword is a magic weapon of chaos!"

"Chaos magic weapon! Where is it!"

"It's in the hands of that person!"

Then, the crowd went crazy again, countless people waved their magical weapons and rushed towards Liu Qinghuan, all kinds of spells thundered down!

Liu Qinghuan didn't know how many people he had killed, no matter where he appeared, he would attract crowds to attack him.

The sky gradually turned black, and the cold night wind howled, bringing the breath of death.The iron-gray ground has been dyed red, blood flows into rivers, and corpses are strewn across the field.

Liu Qinghuan didn't have time to think, every time he was about to stop, new enemies and new situations appeared, as if deliberately not letting him think about it.

Until, he slaughtered all the people in the wasteland, his hands were covered in blood, and even his face was splashed with a lot of other people's blood.

Standing in a pool of blood, Liu Qinghuan was like a ghost crawling out of a pile of dead people, full of tyranny, almost possessed by demons.

The pagoda was still in his left hand, shining with a bright red light, while the Xuanyuan Sword in the other hand was covered with blood.

"Tick! Tick!"

Listening to the sound of blood dripping from the tip of the sword, Liu Qinghuan's expression suddenly became blank.

He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, when all the blood slid down without leaving a single drop, the golden sword dazzled his eyes.

At this moment, her chaotic thoughts were suddenly split, and Liu Qinghuan suddenly raised her head, her muddy eyes were rapidly becoming clear.

"Pfft!" The sound of a sharp weapon entering his body suddenly sounded, and when he looked down, the tip of a sword protruding from his chest was trembling.

He turned his head and saw Mu Yinyin's familiar face!
"Liu Qinghuan!" The other party's expression was extremely strange, full of hatred in the cold, almost gnashing his teeth: "Why aren't you dead yet!"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, raised her hand to touch Mu Yinyin's face, and suddenly smiled!

"Hahahahaha!" This smile couldn't stop, even though the chest was in severe pain, and the blood had already soaked the entire skirt of his clothes.

"It's really worthy of the third level of true demon calamity. Even I was confused and completely forgot that I was going through the calamity. It took me so long to wake up after falling into the demon barrier, tsk tsk!"

Liu Qing smiled and shook her head, and then gently stroked Mu Yinyin's face, her expression suddenly became indifferent, and she threw the nine-fold pagoda on the ground at will.

"Using treasure competition to confuse people's hearts is indeed a good way. Most monks have experienced this kind of experience. There is no gap in the tense battle, which makes people have no time to think about it. But..."

He sneered, and slapped his palm: "It's a pity that you should never have allowed people I know well to appear here, because their appearance will only make me more sober and certain, and I am in an illusion right now! "

"Mu Yinyin" was shot flying, Liu Qinghuan held the Xuanyuan Sword with both hands, the golden sword light suddenly flourished, and it slashed towards the sky!
(End of this chapter)