After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

But even so, the audience was still reluctant to leave.

After all, the people watching the performance here are not ordinary people. In addition, the engineering troops have deployed defensive boundary decrees, wrapping the entire stage in layers of boundaries, so not many people are affected.

The fight between the two dragons intensified, and Xia Yue did not stand idly by. She changed her previous defensive posture and turned into an offensive blade.

The moment the wings behind her spread out, she soared into the sky, leaped onto the white dragon's back, turned into a ray of cold light, and pounced straight at the enemy.

The girl's singing became more and more passionate, as if she was cheering for the dragon battle.

Her voice penetrates the noise and reaches everyone's heart, making people's blood boil and their fighting spirit high.

The ethereal and graceful singing voice interweaves with the roars and cries of dragons, merging into a magnificent war song.

"This is a real show! A show beyond all imagination!"

"We really weren't mistaken. Li Ling'an is simply a god!"

"Go, our goddess! Use your song to defeat all evil enemies!"

The audience in the audience went completely crazy. They raised their hands, waved glow sticks, and cheered at the top of their lungs.

They seemed to have forgotten where they were and that they were watching a show.

In their eyes, this was no longer a performance, but a real battle, a contest between God and the devil.

Of course, they got it wrong about who was God and who was the devil.

Zhuolong was gradually unable to hold on.

The fire dragon tilted its head slightly and looked at the audience, where everyone was cheering for their enemy.

Hahahaha.

Since when did I become the villain's lackey?

How sad.

The white dragon's light and Xia Yue's moonlight penetrated the fire dragon's body, and at the same time blasted a huge hole in the sky above the gymnasium.

The white light and moonlight intertwined together, rushing straight into the sky, shattering the realm's decree and tearing apart the rolling thunderclouds.

The night will eventually pass and the dawn will eventually come.

At the end of the song, the white dragon let out a long roar and soared into the sky. It bit the last remaining embers of fire, then rushed to the stage and prostrated its head in front of the girl.

The girl gently stroked the white dragon's head, then jumped lightly and stepped on the dragon's back. Then she turned around and grabbed Xia Yue's hand, pulling her up together.

"What, what are you doing..."

"Go to the curtain call~"

The white dragon raised its head and roared, carrying the girl with it, it rushed straight up, rushed out of the gymnasium, and soared in the night sky with the white light and moonlight that had not yet dissipated.

The audience below burst into thunderous cheers, with whistles and applause resounding throughout the venue and lasting for a long time.

Countless fluorescent sticks waved, forming a brilliant galaxy.

People shouted the girl's name until they were hoarse.

At that moment, everyone looked up at the sky, and everyone's heart flew with the girl.

At the moment of dawn, the dark clouds were dispersed, and the dawn light replaced the dissipated white light and moonlight, shining on the gymnasium.

In the dawn light, the girl turned around, suddenly held Xia Yue's cheek, and then kissed her.

"Well......"

Xia Yue was slightly stunned, and then responded to the girl's kiss.

The next moment, the white dragon roared, and its body gradually turned into white spots of light, which sprinkled on the city that had been ravaged by heavy rain all night.

Everyone stood up, looked up at the sky, and cheered. The show was over.

The night is over.

The sun always shines, but why does it have to be a god for those who are illuminated by it?

......

At this moment, in front of the Special Management Bureau building, in the boundary set up by Lu Shan himself.

This battle is about to be decided.

"Hehehe... Lu Shan."

The huge monster leaned over and looked at Lu Shan who was half-kneeling on the ground, with a smug smile on his face.

"You are really old."

Zhong Huaian's body was also covered with wounds, and it was already exhausting him just to stand at this moment.

But he knew he had won.

Because at this moment there were eight broken swords scattered around him.

The Dust Sword is the first sword that represents the return of all things in the world to dust.

The second sword, the Shape Sword, symbolizes formlessness and agility.

The third sword, the Mountain Sword, represents the stability and steepness of the mountain.

The fourth sword, the Shadow Sword, represents the concealment and unpredictability of shadows.

The fifth sword, the Ink Sword, symbolizes depth and restraint.

The sixth sword, the sword of intention, represents the unity of mind and sword.

The seventh sword, the Star Sword, takes the height and mystery of the stars.

The eighth sword, Juejian, represents the ultimate determination and supreme sword intent.

Now they are all broken and scattered on the yellow sand land.

"Your sword has lost its sharpness, and your body can no longer withstand such a powerful force, Lu Shan! Hahahaha, if it were before, I'm afraid I couldn't block three of your swords, but now, I have destroyed eight of your swords, and you..."

Zhong Huaian's eyes revealed madness.

"You don't even have the Ninth Sword! I'm the only one who knows! Lu Shan! The Ninth Sword of the Nine Heavenly Tribulation Swords! You haven't even learned it yet, hahahahaha! You've spent your entire life claiming to be the Supreme Sword God! But I know you'll never be able to comprehend the final sword, hahahaha!"

Lu Shan's blood flowed down his body.

The domain decrees he gathered were also gradually falling apart.

Indeed...it seems that I am really old.

Lu Shan coughed and smiled helplessly.

The moment the boundary decree dissipated, the white light and light spots above his head attracted Lu Shan's attention.

He propped himself up, slowly raised his head, and looked up at the wonderful sight above the gymnasium.

Then the dawn broke, the sun shone on the earth, and all the haze seemed to be dispelled in an instant.

Lu Shan let out a long sigh, and then slowly looked at his calloused hands.

"Lu Shan." Zhong Huaian's voice no longer had that madness in it.

He knew that even if he did nothing, the old man would not survive.

He forcibly activated the realm and broke eight natal swords at once.

There was no way he could survive.

"I promise you that in the world I build, there will be no conflict or killing. I will be the master of everything. I will completely transform this world. I will..."

"Huai'an..."

The old man turned around with a hunched body, looked at Zhong Huaian, and then said lightly.

"Do you want to see the Ninth Sword?"

Chapter 602: Tianjue Sword Sect

"Lu Shan."

In the haze, Lu Shan heard a vague voice lingering in his ears, as if calling him.

He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't.

The voice sounded familiar, but Lu Shan couldn't remember it clearly.

The aging of the human body has made him forget many things in the past two years, but he shouldn't have forgotten this voice.

"Lu Shan! Get up!"

A cold feeling suddenly hit his cheek, and the boy opened his eyes suddenly.

Standing in front of me was a woman in her twenties, dressed simply, with long black hair casually draped over her shoulders and a hint of seriousness on her plain face.

She was wearing a green gown with a gray robe on the outside, looking very simple.

When he saw the woman, Lu Shan suddenly had an urge to cry.

"Sister Shen?"

Lu Shan looked at the woman and blurted out, but was immediately pinched on the cheek by the woman.

"Who is your elder sister? I've told you so many times, call me Master! At the very least, you should call me Sister Shen!"

"It hurts! Big sister! Big sister, I was wrong!"

"Still screaming! Still screaming!"

The woman's name is Shen Xueyao. She is Lu Shan's master and also the head of the Tianjue Sword Sect.

However, the title of leader seems to be somewhat unworthy of the current situation.

The Tianjue Sword Sect, a sect that was once famous in the martial arts world, once had its glorious moments.

They are famous for their Nine Swords that Break the Sky, and their sword formation is even more difficult to break. Their master even fought against tens of thousands of demons in his mortal body and became famous in one battle.

Many heroes came here hoping to join this famous sect and learn their mysterious sword techniques.

However, in recent years, the Tianjue Sword Sect has been doing worse than before.

Several elders passed away one after another, and the sect was short of successors, with each generation being worse than the previous one.

The original Nine Swords Secret Art has been passed down until now, but even two swords cannot be performed.

The current leader, Shen Xueyao, is even more of a half-baked person. Her father, the previous leader, was beaten to death in the street by two strong men in a street brawl when she was twelve years old.

This incident caused the reputation of the Tianjue Sword Sect to plummet, and some of the less experienced disciples left one after another, either to go down the mountain to gain experience or to seek other ways out.

Gradually, the entire sect became deserted and even the daily expenses could not be sustained.

At the same time, some worldly troubles also followed.

The houses in the valley have fallen into disrepair, with collapsed walls and broken rubble everywhere.

The training ground once used for martial arts competitions has become overgrown with weeds and is almost unrecognizable.

Various signs indicate that this once famous and upright sect is now on the decline and is in danger.

It’s not that Shen Xueyao didn’t try hard, but because her martial arts skills were mediocre, sometimes she couldn’t even compare to her disciples, so she could only helplessly watch as the number of people in the sect decreased day by day.

"Sister." Lu Shan followed Shen Xueyao while wringing out the water stains on his clothes.

"I just had a dream. I dreamed that I went to a strange world. There were many tin houses and moving tin boxes there."

"Read less storybooks and practice more swordsmanship."

Shen Xueyao bent down, picked up a bundle of firewood and walked towards the woodshed.

"Hehe, big sister, if I continue practicing with my sword, I'm afraid you won't last a single round in my hands... Ouch!"

The woman turned around and kicked Lu Shan in the thigh, making him scream.

"How can you talk to your master like that? You have no respect for your elders. I shouldn't have brought you, a little wanderer, home in the first place, and provided you with food and shelter, and even taught you swordsmanship. All you do is piss me off every day!"

In fact, Shen Xueyao is not very good-looking and is a bit short. In addition, she has been doing rough labor for many years, so her hands are very rough and covered with calluses. Therefore, she is still unmarried at the age of 27.

Lu Shan rubbed his thigh and watched Shen Xueyao holding the firewood with difficulty. He walked over and snatched the firewood from the woman's hand.

"Yes, yes, my dear sister, I'll help you. Oh, that's not right. Isn't chopping wood my senior brother's job? Is he lazy too?"