This Sword Cultivator Is Too Steady

Then, after a long time, twenty-fifth session of worship strong this grand competition, and finally all born.

this time worship grand competition, and there is no dark horse emerge, eventually won the Dragon Sect places, are some very old clan of outstanding people.

to time, to ancestor worship ceremony is the most exciting time.

- Dream witch is about to open the Dragon Sect Secret Realm, put each offering entry-clan spirit.

That fifty festival of hope, has long been ready to go, be eager to have a try, Shining eyes looked at the statue of the lake.

Dragon Sect Secret Realm, then under the statue.

Lu Qingshan removed from the crowd, the whole free to look on the flaw.

Dragon Sect Secret Realm no matter how good, it was only for the purposes of demonic beast, so he did not have too many ideas.

Rat King Shu also does not matter.

While playing Broken Bloodline shackles sounds great temptation, the problem is, but it is now only Grade 3.

The bloodline itself is already a Grade Magic Mouse bloodline 6, plus later have a demon spirit inheritance, from the bloodline shackles, still early.

Everyone waited for about one hour, witch dream has not yet appeared.

a birth scales of Azure Ox seems to be impatient, asked aloud: "stone forest, we have been ready, how big dream of his old witch is yet to come, you are not forgotten informing him worship grand competition is over? "

stone forest witch is the dream of dísciple, that look handsome Barbarian Race teenager.

at the end of offering a shrine, sweat had to leave the ancestral.

In fact, most of the time of ancestor worship ceremony, Barbarian Race sweat will not appearances, this time is an exception of a few times.

As for the big dream witch, is go deep ancestral land, see the town's families Divine Beast Barbarian Race.

So, this Namco, only a stone forest a person responsible for overseeing the conduct of worship grand competition.

"worship grand competition was over, I had the spirit of the letter was sent to inform the Master," stone forest is also brows slightly wrinkle, feel a little strange, but as dísciple dream witch, he knows control scene, quickly speak soothingly: "Demon Ox senior, Master his Holiness probably have something important to delay the point in time that you please do not be impatient, do not worry that in a short time."

stone forest is to say, Azure Ox festival spirit is not good to say anything, and quiet down.

In this way, all waited for two hours.

To this point, even those who only see the play very people ineligible to enter the Dragon Sect spirit of sacrifice, have also began to stir up, many people are whispering.

"worship grand competition have ended, witch how big dream is not coming? For people to dream big witch adults, should not be guilty of such omissions fishes."

" indeed, the big dream witch is not what happened, right? "Some people speculated.

Even Lu Qingshan, hearts gradually give birth to some bad feeling, "will not grow wild turn of events, right?"

"how could I Barbarian Race number of ancestor worship ceremony held Millennium, which has never been heard twice by accident too. "bears patriarch subconsciously retorted.

Well, you say this is not okay.

Now that he had said this, according to tradition, it is not unexpected to have to come ah ......

bang!

Lu Qingshan bears in the hearts of the patriarch of Tucao just flashed, Heaven-shaking, explosions Earth-shattering cry is to pass all ears.

an intense energy fluctuations, had exploded in the air.

Lu Qingshan heart jump, the line of sight is quickly seen along the direction of the sound source, the energy spread, the depths of ancestors, very far away from the pole here.

He at first glance, can only see the shadow of two vague, and simply do not see real.

roar!

Then came the howling sound violent.

"This is a dark Cang Molong voice! What? How it alarmed?!" Bears patriarch Lu Qingshan standing around exclaimed aloud.

"dark Cang Molong?" Lu Qingshan pupil miniature.

"Dark Tsang Molong is our Barbarian Race of town family Divine Beast, Grade 8 there is, I do not know how many survived for years, even if the dream is big witch in front of dark Cang Molong have to respectfully, not dare disrespect.

in most cases, after dark Cang Molong it are among the slumbered, will each shrine festival, witch big dream would be to see him again. " Xiong patriarch swallowed, muttered: "a major event, ah, a major event, ah ......."

Look behind you are studded flag, and not just an accident Strange.

Lu Qingshan Tucao weakness.

violent fluctuations in the energy, to move out cries muffled thunder of exploding, even when separated by the fighting that place very far, Lu Qingshan still feel a little ears fameng.

distant horizon, red and black occupies almost the whole sky.

rays of light even overshadowed the sun, even the layers of clouds that are Zhensan.

And, this energy volatility seems to be more and more intense, it is already among them in the ancestral land, have felt a little coercion.

Lu Qingshan faint heart was wrong.

intuition told him that seems to leave the country immediately is the most correct choice.

trembling ---

burst strange voice.

Lu Qingshan turned his head to see turned into a giant tiger's Rat King Shu, this time turned out to be shook this energy is fierce coercion four legs tremble.

- although turned into a giant tiger, but the essence is still only rat demon.

The cowardly always been small.

"Do not be afraid," Lu Qingshan feel a little funny, "separated by very far, does not spread to us."

"rat did not fear God." Rat King Shu courage is small, very to face.

"No fear, what you shake ......" bears patriarch subconsciously opened the mouth and said.

"I'm not shaking, I was full of energy." Rat King Shu never admit defeat.

"Dark Tsang MOLONG ......" side, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses, whispered, sudden heart is flashed a single thought, a bright eyes, suddenly looked up the ancestral depths of the earth.

"Grade Great Demon Beast 8, if I can watch something, perhaps my poor finishing touches sword qi creatures, is able to break open the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and then there .... ... "

but, he hesitated.

too far away, he could not see the Molong dark picture of Tsang.

have to close some, he only way to carry on to observe, however, that the existence of eight border fighting place, when even just more than wave and to him, nor is he able to bear the of.

The move some danger.

Lu Qingshan still hesitant when drastic changes in the situation again.

In their above, there are numerous road is suddenly a black silk fly evasive appear.

In a little while the black silk is gathered together, turning to see a specific face of the silhouette.

see this screen, Lu Qingshan suddenly complexion changed.

These are demonic energy is of black silk.

So, the front of this road is the Demon Race silhouette of people!

Here how people will encounter Demon Race?

If so, then the dark Cang Molong fighting man, naturally Demon Race person.

Firmament people Demon Race of the territory, come from the Underworld, Underworld out so human, the counsel can simply go?

think so, Lu Qingshan hearts feel a cold.

"Who are you?" A hair is white, but it is looking very rosy old man stood out for so long at the strange silhouette he asked.

He is one of the top five clans Barbarian Race, the very Spirit Race patriarch, Kui months.

Kui months cautiously eyed silhouette, just to feel his cultivation base deep and unmeasurable.

If it were not there at this time the court expert and the presence of other Barbarian Race festival of hope, and he did not dare to come forward.

quickly, Barbarian Race track number here there flying silhouette crowd, finished shape, these projections track round as strange silhouette surrounded together.

"Kui month patriarch, who smell weird, not like human beings." Man Mu Clan of patriarch eyebrows stood and gazed at the strange silhouette in front after since appeared, without a word.

is such a reminder, Kui months and carefully scanned the two, suddenly inexplicable horror.

eyes of the people, who very strange atmosphere, not really human.

And that road strange silhouette, in this time is finally some action.

next moment, there are numerous black gas suddenly out of his body.

such as gas clouds dark black ink, another group is formed into a ball, then suddenly expanded, moved towards all directions away numerous colonies, all light is instantly swallowed, the crowd pulled into a night Demon Domain in.

Lu Qingshan eyes suddenly black.

In this Dark World of the top, there is a scarlet vertical head appeared, as if evil overlooking the world.

Demon Domain.

Lu Qingshan have to react, this is what the means.

Demon Domain, corresponds to the channel region Human Race cultivator, is the only means more than seven cultivation base in order to display their territory.

This is the ability Heaven and Earth control.

cultivator in this Dark World, not only to minimize the visibility of, but is also completely isolated from the divine sense probe identification.

this world, has been the Demon Race of people suddenly appear in the control.

This allows people greatly fear, grumpy spirit of sacrifice are even more screaming roar up.

scene very confusing.

"go back," likewise pulled into this Dark World, the Cuillin complexion changed, loudly shouted: "throughout the following seven people, get out of here!"

Although the field was not his clan the man of the people, but the same as the Barbarian Race, Cuillin instinctively stopped in front of that road strange silhouette, I wanted to fight to escape the time of Barbarian Race cultivator them.

Other Barbarian Race great cultivator, the same is true, they are suddenly the whole person rays of light big place, if there is a sun in the body gradually raised.

They stopped in front of this Demon Race.

For those of Grade 7 Xiongheng festival of hope, already violent moved towards that road strange silhouette ferocious fury.

"hiss -" strange silhouette that road just hollow laugh or two, flash stature, even that suddenly disappear from the spot.

festival of hope who rushed to empty, angrily glanced all around, looking for the Demon Race of people disappear, and then found the man on the left has appeared at several hundred zhang.

between

murky heavens dark earth, people of this Demon Race of the body and there were several groups of black flying out of gas, fell several cultivation base is not high Barbarian Race cultivator body.

these Barbarian Race cultivator, there is no spare capacity to resist, sturdy, blood energy exuberant fleshy body speed dry down, and finally into a mummy collapsed.

This terrifying scenes, so many Barbarian Race cultivator greatly fear.

For a time, blood energy soaring, Barbarian Race cultivator embattled, feel insecure, stature quickly snatched back, ready to flee this area.

Lu Qingshan same is true, rushing away here.

when it turned around, Lu Qingshan subconsciously and glanced at the statue to the center of the lake.

It was not his first time to see the statue, and every time it all felt an inexplicable familiar atmosphere exists, he also had to digest, but in the end nothing.

And this time, the familiar atmosphere of the statue is come exceptionally strong.

Unfortunately, the situation is urgent, he did not have time to think things statue.

look back, Lu Qingshan then retreat, Rat King Shu had the prototype of the back, hid among his Xiupao.

Fortunately, that road strange silhouette, seems to want to mess up the scene, and Barbarian Race cultivator who did not kill the idea, so fully liberalized Demon Domain restrictions, so that they can be more easily action.

Otherwise, if the Demon Domain of those determined to cast against it, living in Demon Domain of them, will be unable to move a single step in.

"have to break open the road Demon Domain," Kui month patriarch yelled: "Gentlemen shot along with me!"

Lu Qingshan heard Kui month patriarch's voice, but he did not look back.

He did not dare to hope on others who only speed up again, to escape the shadow of range Demon Domain.

retreat abnormal smooth.

A little while, Lu Qingshan shines, the sun disappeared for a long time once again falling on him.

He narrowly left the Demon Domain.

have to leave here, what Zhibuding will happen next!

Lu Qingshan hearts of a surface skimming and go their way east.

east direction leave Land Barbarian Desolate.

Although I do not know that what he wanted the Demon Race of people, Barbarian Race cultivator does not seem too much to kill, but the feeling of life and death rests in the hands of others and feel good.

So his best to get out of Barbarian Desolate Land, only to positive solutions.

Boom!

he tried to leave the Lu Qingshan, and heard its sound like muffled thunder of exploding.

Tsang Molong dark side of the battle continues.

Lu Qingshan stature suddenly stops, previously the idea come up again.

or else go and see?

dark Cang Molong battle locations in the depths of ancestral land, if he chose to go on the sidelines, Shihai come back through here again.

"just glances from afar, watching the left, careful not of what happened." Lu Qingshan did not hesitate too long, gritted his teeth and eventually decided to take the risk.

thousand head festival of hope did not allow him to be born sword qi Holy Spirit, if missed this opportunity in order to achieve his sword qi Form Transformation Realm, have to wait until one of these years?

then made up his mind, Lu Qingshan no longer hesitate, first the Rat King Shu incorporated into the Spirit Beast Bag, then moved towards the dark Cang Molong battle sites, low-level frenzy swept away.

He's fast, after quarter of an hour and a half, Lu Qingshan finally is enough distance to see the two sides fighting posture.

on blue sky, two figures are constantly intertwined, fierce collision, space seems to have a slight ripple in this Kuangmeng offensive, terrorist energy toward all directions are spreading.

They battle zone around the site, already is in ruins, rocks fly.

The two sides battle, one side is a more than four-year-old, middle-aged looks refined male cultivator.

just their body roll of black demonic energy, but it is destroyed it shares the feeling of elegance.

the other side is a Ipomoea Black Dragon.

Black Dragon the dragon horn crystal clear and near-transparent, black light Shuoshuo, the whole body covered with scales of black.

Those scales like armor, each piece has a big door, but little shining brilliance, just look at all people may feel shocked.

among the clouds of black, dark Cang Molong azure black luminescent body faintly discernible, up to hundred zhang, stout spine like a mountain.

This is the Barbarian Race of town family Divine Beast, standing dyke Dragon Clan.

dark Cang Molong riding stand empty, every move, will make void shocked.

invisible coercion, is separated by a distance of several ten li, and come down, let Lu Qingshan mind tremble.

"This is the Dragon Clan do?" Lu Qingshan stature hidden in the mountains, strange colors flashed into the eyes, blurred looked towards it like a black Great Wall of dark Cang Molong.

to observe the shape, which is intended to lead.

endless desolate and distant meaning, appears in Lu Qingshan in mind.

he clear as a flame to a dark Cang MOLONG fleshy body every nuance tribe.

In this nuanced observation, he even felt the forces of terror in their fleshy body implied.

strong sense of crisis, as if to stimulate the potential of Lu Qingshan, so watch his unprecedented speed fast.

peng peng peng!

continuous bombers hit sounded in the air.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, Cang MOLONG dark outline in appearance in mind.

Sea of ​​Consciousness sword qi in the sense of feeling to be born creatures becoming increasingly apparent.

next moment, he's Sea of ​​Consciousness, began rising winds, scudding clouds, and rolled over, as if what horror ominous beast, from the deep seabed out of the water, take a look at the outside world.

out, out!

Lu Qingshan in the heart continues to cry channel.

bang!

Sea of ​​Consciousness, the suddenly heard a loud roar.

He thought he heard the roar of sound ominous beast. Some

Then .......

are gone, roaring sound disappears, sword qi Holy Spirit to be born feeling disappeared, and even rolling Sea of ​​Consciousness We are calm.

Lu Qingshan shortness of breath.

That hidden in the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness horror ominous beast, in the end, failed to be stuck his head out.

That is, after he watched the head more than a thousand festival of hope and a Grade 8 Dragon Clan, still could not born out of sword qi creatures.

Even with his virtue, mind at this time also can not help but give birth to a little irritable intended.

would not take hold, then what you roar roar?