Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 109: The Battle of Demon Gods, Golden Winged Dapeng, Jiuli, the First of the Southern Sect
The heaven and earth are the prison, the demons and gods are the workers, yin and yang are the charcoal, and all living things are the food.

This cage covers the four poles and the eight wastelands, so none of these billions of living beings can escape...

For this small world, just the spillover of the fighting power of the demon gods is enough to cause the world to collapse continuously. The huge shock wave continues to spread, engulfing and destroying the sky and the earth behind them.

Lu Cheng didn't think about anything at this moment. He only knew that he had to run, run, and escape to the east with his sword. Only by escaping to that direction with all his strength would he have a chance of survival.

Rumble, rumble, the earth collapsed inward and cracks appeared. Cracks in the ground stretched out like snakes, from which underground fire and Yin fire gushed out.

At this time, the sky-high storm blew up again, temporarily separating the two worlds.

"Whirring whirring……"

"What on earth is going on in this world?"

He had just been flying at a high speed, activating the Meridian-Severing Sword Energy in his body at all costs, and used the remaining momentum to fly forward for a distance. Lu Cheng lowered the sword light and slowly let it descend. When he looked back, he saw that after the sky and earth sank inward for hundreds of miles, a pitch-black storm blew up again.

This behavior doesn't look like the evolution of natural phenomena at all, but rather more like... the change of some high-level formation. Is the boundary between heaven and earth really the boundary of this world?

After the war between the two worlds, is this world really what we see?
"scold!"

boom.

Accompanied by an eagle's cry, a dull and huge sound.

A gigantic Peng bird with golden feathers flying and a handsome face that did not seem like a human being crashed into the sky-high storm. It was actually entangled in the wind columns for a moment, and it cried and struggled with its wings.

The Golden-Winged Roc's gaze shifted sideways, and when it saw Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue, who were relatively close to it, a fierce look flashed in the demon god's eyes, and it opened its mouth to swallow.

Soon after, a pitch-black whirlwind broke through the air. Lu Cheng wanted to dodge with his sword, but the whirlwind was too fast and covered too large an area. Due to the absolute gap in their cultivation, there was no chance for him to resist at all. The two were sucked into the whirlwind and quickly flew towards the golden-winged Roc.

In the real world, it is not the case that cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm will only encounter cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm, and cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm will not only encounter cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Sometimes, cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm will directly encounter enemies in the Refining Gang Realm or even the Golden Core Realm.

With the gap of hundreds of years in cultivation accumulation, whether the former can escape depends on the mood and thoughts of the latter.

The golden-winged Roc, trapped in the formation, was hit by the Ten-Sun God-Splitting Curse, and his mind and body were divided into ten, and only one tenth of his magical powers remained.

But compared to Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue, it is still irresistible and can be killed by a random blow.

"Senior Brother Lu..." Faced with life and death, Xiao Yuxue instinctively hugged Lu Cheng and cried. She didn't know what she was crying for, she just buried her head in Senior Brother Lu's arms.

Thinking about dying at this moment, this was the only way she could barely accept dying.

When two people set out on the journey together, they won't be lonely on the road to the underworld.

"In short, you have to drag someone with you before you die."

Sweat broke out on Lu Cheng's forehead, but as he stared at the huge bloody hole in front of him, his eyes became more fierce and ferocious. He held the Taoist formula in his dantian with one hand.

The pitch-black whirlwind around them wrapped around the two of them and moved rapidly, but the terrifying evil wind did not cause any harm at all. The ability to control this magic power was truly terrifying.

But no matter what, I don't intend to die so easily!
"Jiuli Ding, appear!"

With the full infusion of his mind and magic power and the implementation of Taoism, the golden-green ancient tripod that had been hidden and sleeping in Lu Cheng's body flew out at this moment as the young Taoist waved his sleeves.

It quickly transformed from an illusion into reality, swelled up against the wind, and expanded rapidly, finally becoming almost the same size as the golden-winged Roc. The heavy tripod slowly tilted, rolling up a sky full of burning dark golden light, which enveloped the huge demon god layer by layer.

In fact, Lu Cheng had never thought that he could really use the Jiuli Ding to deal with this monster. He only knew two principles for using this artifact:
1. It can only absorb monsters and has no effect on humans.

Second, the income may be greater when the monster is seriously injured and its vitality is weak.

Lu Cheng originally thought that since the gap in cultivation between the two parties was too great, he would not be able to take him in. This time, it might be because he saw that the host he was protecting was about to die.

The Jiuli Ding was rarely diligent and unleashed its power under such circumstances.

"scold……"

For the first time in his life, Lu Cheng saw complex emotions on a bird's face: surprise, confusion, fear, despair, etc.

The golden-winged Roc was still struggling hard, but under the layers of dark golden light that covered and enveloped it, the body of the demon god slowly shrank uncontrollably, and then, little by little, it was swallowed up into the slowly rotating ancient cyan-gold cauldron.

The lid of the tripod clanged shut, and the next moment the Jiuli Tripod flew back into Lu Cheng's body, accompanied by a low curse:
"Can you improve your cultivation faster? In our time, even Jiejiao would not accept disciples with your qualifications."

Unable to distinguish between men and women, a sound like the collision of metals rang in his heart. Lu Cheng, whose mind was in turmoil, didn't know for a moment whether he was hallucinating.

But when he concentrated his mind again, the Jiuli Ding in his body no longer responded. He could faintly sense that it had consumed a lot of power, so it fell into a deep sleep. Lu Cheng stood in mid-air, holding his junior sister in his arms, looking at the storm in front of him that connected the sky and the earth, and was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Lu, are we dead already?"

At this moment, Xiao Yuxue's timid voice sounded in his arms.

"...No, Senior Brother will take you home."

Although he knew in his heart that those demon gods could almost destroy this world, even Master Huang Longzi would probably not be able to resist them.

But at this moment, only the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace can make Xiao Yuxue and even herself feel a little safe and relaxed.

At the same time, on the other side, a group of cultivators at the edge of the westernmost world were also in an uproar. Some of them saw the previous fight between the giant monsters, and most of them even saw the phantom of the huge cyan gold cauldron, with dark golden light shining and engulfing the golden-winged Roc.

For a time, countless legends and stories appeared.

Soon, all the courageous monks in the entire Far West were heading in this direction.

Although they knew the danger, even a drop of blood or a feather from those legendary monsters could change the fate of many monks.

Lu Cheng took Xiao Yuxue and headed eastward. He had already checked the Jiuli Ding and found that there was indeed a golden-winged Peng bird inside the Ding.

But Lu Cheng would not be crazy enough to try to control it now. If he summoned it out, it would turn its head and eat him. With his current cultivation level, he would probably not have enough time to react.

At the same time, everything he experienced during this period also greatly shocked Lu Cheng's mind.

The ninth level of foundation building and the sixth level of foundation building, this level of cultivation is no longer weak compared to most cultivators in the Tongxuan Realm.

But at this moment, those who dared to go to the extreme west had magical powers that were higher than each other.

Therefore, Lu Cheng took Xiao Yuxue and hid their forms and magical powers, and walked extremely carefully, just hoping to return to Huangsha City safely.

Day after day, seven days passed.

In order to hide their identities, Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue joined a desert caravan and headed towards the nearest city.

Xiao Yuxue was still wearing the mask, while Lu Cheng was recalling everything that had happened before, and wondering whether the inhuman whisper was just an illusion.

"Why did I come to this world?"

"Why did Jiuli Ding choose me?"

"What is the purpose of bringing me into this world?"

Except for the second question, there is no answer to the other two. Why did Jiuli Ding choose me? Of course, it's because I'm strong enough.

In the game "Jiu Tian" with hundreds of billions of players, he has become the number one expert in magic cultivation. There are only a handful of people who can compete with him in sword fighting and magic, and there is no one who can definitely defeat him.

When it comes to the ability to save lives and protect oneself, there is no other in the world that can match it.

If they didn't choose this kind of person, would they just pick a rookie? Send him to this world, and then kill him after a few days?

Crossing also requires costs, and the energy consumed is probably not small.

"They come, the security."

"Using a life span of less than a hundred years to gain a life span of at least several hundred or even thousand years, it's not a loss no matter how you look at it. Moreover, I can cultivate to become an immortal. I don't know how many emperors, saints, and ministers in history have dreamed of this beautiful dream. Now I have the opportunity to realize it."

After realizing his true nature and thinking to this point, Lu Cheng's mind finally calmed down gradually after the previous shock.

"Alai, come and help unload the goods."

"okay."

Hearing the shout, Lu Cheng got off his camel and helped the leader of the caravan unload the goods and set up camp. In order to hide, Lu Cheng also got a mask from Xiao Yuxue and put it on his face, becoming an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He and Xiao Yuxue pretended to be a traveling merchant couple and mixed into the caravan to avoid the high-level monks who gathered in large numbers to the Far West.

Although this method is stupid and slow, it is relatively safe. During the next half month, although there were occasional flashes of light passing through the sky, these monks obviously did not have the time and energy to pay too much attention to a common traveling merchant team.

Camping in the desert at night.

Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue were also assigned a small tent. Xiao Yuxue was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the tent at this time. She had experienced a lot during this training trip out. With the changes in her mind, Xiao Yuxue's martial arts seemed to show signs of reaching perfection.

She was born with the blood of a true spirit, so she did not need to absorb external blood like other cultivators when practicing the Taoist method of the Palace of Incarnation of Ten Thousand Beasts.

As long as you improve your skills, you can awaken the blood in your body little by little.

When Lu Cheng walked in, silvery-white hairs faintly appeared on both sides of Xiao Yuxue's cheeks. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked into Lu Cheng's eyes. Her pupils were still black as before, but they were faintly rippling with a charming and charming light like glass, like a whirlpool that was bewitching and terrifying.

However, Lu Cheng was practicing with the sword spirit to protect his body, so he was only stunned for a moment, and then he recovered, as if he didn't realize it, and said:
"Junior Sister Xiao, we are very close to Huangsha City. In a few days, we will fly directly to Huangsha City. In fact, you have used the Ten Thousand Beasts Talisman. There should be many Northern Sect monks nearby. It's just that the situation is complicated at the moment. We are not afraid of wasting some time. It's better to be cautious."

"Everything is subject to Senior Brother's arrangements."

As her magic power was internalized, the fur on Xiao Yuxue's cheeks, a pair of cute fox ears, and the enchanting aura on her body were gradually retracted into her body.

"It seems that Junior Sister's profound skills will soon be perfected, but this is also the meaning of coming out to gain experience."

"On the path of cultivation, I am one step ahead. Senior Brother Lu, you must catch up quickly."

Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue chatted for a while, then sat on each side of the tent and meditated.

Over the next few days, the caravan continued to move forward.

It was not until the morning of the penultimate day after Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue agreed to leave, when the caravan was moving slowly forward.

Suddenly, a yellowish-brown tornado swept over in the air.

As it flew closer, the tornado converged, revealing a fat white man in a fur coat. He had an honest look and was not very noticeable, but on his fat right wrist was a string of red Buddhist beads, on his thumb was an emerald ring, and around his waist and neck, and even the boots on his feet, were all jewels and treasures, showing his wealth and luxury.

After he appeared, he first glanced at the caravan and then saluted with a smile and asked the leader of the caravan in front:

"Old man, I have lost my bearings after reaching this point. May I ask where this place is? How far is it from Huangsha City?"

"Oh, I don't deserve such a great gift from you. This place is less than 200 miles away from Huangsha City. If you can fly quickly, you can get there quickly by heading east."

In this world, monks have a high status, especially this fat man who came here riding the wind without the help of external objects. This means he has at least reached the Ningsha realm. The caravan leader dared not neglect him. He respectfully turned over, saluted, and then quickly answered the question.

"Thank you, husband."

The fat man's eyes were still scanning the crowd. Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue lowered their heads. This was not unusual in the caravan. Almost all the merchants were like this. Fear, yet admiration.

But Lu Cheng still keenly felt that the fat man's gaze seemed to linger on him and Junior Sister Xiao for a moment longer, which made Lu Cheng feel very alarmed.

But the fat man didn't say anything more. Instead, he threw a spirit stone to the leader of the caravan, and then he turned into a khaki tornado and continued to fly westward.

"Phew, he's finally gone!"

Half a cup of tea later after the fat man left, Xiao Yuxue's tense body slowly relaxed.

But Senior Brother Lu did not respond to her words. Xiao Yuxue did not care about it. During this period of time, her temper had been greatly restrained. She continued to say to Lu Cheng:

"The man just now was Zhuang Baodong, the most outstanding disciple of the Demon Sect's Southern Sect this generation. My sister was defeated by him at the Eight Scenery Dharma Assembly that year. My sister commented on this man, saying that he appears to be honest but is vicious inside, and we must be on guard against him."

As soon as Xiao Yuxue finished speaking, Lu Cheng beside her suddenly pounced forward.

Clang.

The Scarlet Flame Flying Sword was unsheathed again, the sword fire was violent, and it slashed down straight away, and the person its edge was pointing at was actually... the caravan leader who had taken good care of the two of them along the way.

"Be careful, that person hasn't left!"

Hearing Lu Cheng's message, Xiao Yuxue's face changed drastically. She summoned out her flying sword with a clang and first protected herself tightly.

And at this moment, a fat figure suddenly jumped up from the yellow sand under the feet of everyone. Zhuang Baodong stretched out his left hand in mid-air, grabbed the void, and the vital energy gathered inside. Even in Lu Cheng, one could clearly feel the vortex of vital energy, which gathered violently with Zhuang Baodong's palm as the center.

What was even more terrifying was that the vibration of the heaven and earth's vital energy almost merged with the boundless desert. For a moment, Lu Cheng could not tell whether it was the heaven and earth's vital energy that was moving, or the desert under his feet.

"Yes."

Exhaling and speaking, Zhuang Baodong delivered a powerful punch at Lu Cheng's back from a distance. A torrent of magic power erupted from inside out, like a huge wall, rushing across the two of them.

With just this one punch, Lu Cheng's mind was knocked away from the grand narratives of fantasy about demon gods such as the Golden Crow, the Great Peng, the Black Turtle, and the Peacock.

He deeply felt that he didn't need to think so far. In this Tongxuan Realm, if he was not careful enough and didn't practice hard enough, he would never be able to get in front of those demon gods, let alone have a conversation with the existence behind the Jiuli Ding. He would have died long before that.

In this world, there are actually countless cultivators who have obtained the Tao, but there are only a few who can truly grasp this opportunity, move forward step by step, and reach great heights.

Under the cover of the red flaming flying sword, the old leader of the caravan suddenly turned around with red eyes, holding a few fire thunder beads in his hand and ready to fight with Lu Cheng.

But it was because of the spirit stone he had just taken over, which had a spell that confused his mind. At this moment, the old leader had already regarded Lu Cheng as the murderer of his father and son, and was willing to die with him at all costs.

Because Lu Cheng was proficient in magic, he was naturally sensitive to illusions. However, the fat man's spellcasting method was so clever and hidden. It was not until he heard Sister Xiao Yuxue's comments on the fat man that Lu Cheng made up his mind and suddenly drew his sword.

However, I don’t know whether this sword was also included in Zhuang Baodong’s calculation.

The old leader of the caravan had good cultivation, but he lost the initiative under Lu Cheng's sword. The red sword energy turned from sharp to blunt, and rained down. Waves of blazing sword energy penetrated into his body. Once entering the body, they turned into thousands of threads, instantly locking several key meridians in the old leader's body, so that no matter how much he hated it, he could only fall to the ground and couldn't move.

However, there was a huge gap in the cultivation levels of both sides, so Lu Cheng chose to suppress the old leader of the caravan first and rescue him.

Facing Zhuang Baodong's Earth-Splitting Fist from behind, it seemed obvious that he was unable to return his sword in time.

Of all the sixth-level Foundation Establishment cultivators in the world, facing Zhuang Baodong's Earth-Splitting Fist, ninety-nine percent of them would be killed instantly, with their bodies exploding into pieces.

Unfortunately, Lu Cheng is one of those people with remainders after the decimal point, 99% or so, and Zhuang Baodong ran into such a person.

Clang…

The Scarlet Flame Sword has not returned, but the Fire Sword Intent has reversed and returned to Lu Cheng. Fire gives birth to Earth. Lu Cheng suddenly turned around and stabbed out a sword from his sleeve, which was faster, more fierce, and more powerful than the previous one!
The vital energy of heaven and earth between the two sides changed drastically, causing the vital energy of heaven and earth between Lu Cheng and Zhuang Baodong to become hazy, distorted, and faintly fluctuating, as if a great lake was evaporating and boiling, turning into an overwhelming and magnificent sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Cheng's entire Qi was completely integrated into the hidden sword Qi, and it crashed into the oncoming Qi wall. His body immediately stretched out, and he released the force perfectly, eliminating the huge impact.

Without stopping, he immediately flashed the sword in his hand and, without any hindrance, he identified several vital energy nodes in the opponent's Earth-Splitting Fist, and then, he killed him!

In an instant, the fist energy wall collapsed - this was not shattered head-on by a more powerful force, but rather by Lu Cheng's almost devilish and strange sword technique, which penetrated into the energy and instantly killed the energy nodes that maintained its existence, causing it to completely collapse from the inside.

Zhuang Baodong had seen such swordsmanship before, but he had never seen it at the hands of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"The unity of man and sword, using the sword to break the law!? My goodness, where did Elder Huang Longzi find such a... monster in order to protect the safety of his daughter!"

Zhuang Baodong, the most outstanding disciple of the Nan Sect of the current generation of the Palace of the Incarnation of Ten Thousand Beasts, has always been a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is unwilling to provoke anyone who is a little difficult to deal with. However, when he thinks about how much benefit he can get if he can abduct the little daughter of the great elder Huang Longzi and visit the Nan Sect, even Zhuang Baodong can't help but get excited.

He urged the Taoist formula in his hand, and the whole person suddenly soared into the sky in a huge storm vortex, and then appeared in the sky nearly eight miles away, with his fists clenched tightly, and an ochre light flowing on them.

The earth-destroying fist fell like rain.

"Everyone disperse!"

Even when Zhuang Baodong used his Taoist magic to create distance, Lu Cheng already had a bad feeling and yelled, causing the frightened caravan members to flee in all directions.

A Qi-cultivating cultivator can fly a sword for a hundred feet, a foundation-building cultivator can fly a sword for ten miles, and a cultivator who is concentrating his energy and refining his energy can fly a sword for a hundred miles. The distance chosen by Zhuang Baodong was just right for him to display his strengths, and Lu Cheng's flying sword had no power at all when it hit him. Especially since the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace almost all had strong bodies. Their spells and sword techniques might not be as sophisticated as those of other top sects, but they had a higher tolerance for mistakes, and were most capable of restraining sword cultivators like Lu Cheng who started out by taking risks and were good at killing the strong with the weak.

If it were under other circumstances, once Lu Cheng fought with high-level cultivators, he would never allow them to easily distance themselves from each other.

However, although Lu Cheng dodged Zhuang Baodong's earth-splitting punch and broke through it, the remaining force was enough to make Lu Cheng, who was protected by sword energy and magic power, feel a little stuffy in the chest. Even if he wanted to intercept it with his sword, he couldn't do it at that time.

Now the distance between the two sides has widened, and even if Lu Cheng's swordsmanship becomes ten times more sophisticated, it will be difficult for him to kill this fat man.

The monks at a higher level take the initiative to increase the maximum attack distance from the monks at a lower level. This is indeed a nearly foolproof tactic.

But usually no high-level cultivator would do this, because the latter can be destroyed with a flip of the hand, there is no need to do so, and it will also be somewhat of a face issue. However, this Zhuang Baodong obviously does not have any self-esteem of a high-level cultivator, and will never suffer any loss if he can take advantage.

(End of this chapter)