Chapter 35: Immortal Landscape

Under the stranglehold of 392 fire dragons, although the number of blood monsters was large, they died quickly.

Unfortunately, this was in the Blood River Sword Formation, a large formation built on the corpses of millions of people. Even if one was not the master of the formation, as long as one could grasp a bit of the power of the formation, it would be very difficult to deal with. Jiang Yi was very lucky to be able to kill someone instantly in the Plum Garden before.

In the sea of ​​fire.

"Master!" Lin Xiao supported Lan Qushang, used his martial arts to force away the flames around him, and took out all the medicine on his body.

"It's useless. Alas, it's too late to say anything now. It's a pity for you..." Lan Qushang held Lin Xiao's hand with a helpless look on his face.

Compared with family inheritance based on bloodline, Chongming Realm places more emphasis on master-disciple inheritance. Not every warrior will choose to leave descendants, and there is no guarantee that there will be people with outstanding martial arts talent among the descendants. Therefore, it is normal in Chongming Realm to accept a disciple to inherit one's martial arts legacy. The master and disciple are one, and their relationship is even better than that of father and son.

It's not just the Chongming Realm, the Sword Realm is the same as well, only the Hell Soul Realm is an exception.

Perhaps due to the influence of the cultivation system, people in the Soul Refining Realm can live for a long time by transferring their souls. Even the Chongming Realm has no idea how long they can live. Because of this, they never consider the issue of inheritance or not. They only think about how to make themselves live longer, and it would be best if they can live forever.

"Master, stop talking and treat the wound first." Looking at the injuries on his master's body, Lin Xiao felt sad. He also knew that this time they were in great danger.

"Don't waste your energy. Just listen to what the master says." Lan Qushang stopped Lin Xiao's useless efforts. He knew his own situation very well. He would not die for the time being, but the injuries on his body were very troublesome. He did not think about these things. He just wanted to make his last effort to try to rescue his apprentice.

"The only way to survive now is to repair the divine pattern formation of Lu's manor before Lu Anping is defeated. By then, Lu Anping can use it to fight against the Blood River Sword Formation. Regardless of victory or defeat, at least there is a chance to tear open the Blood River Sword Formation. As long as we get out of Jueshui City, there is hope."

"Wei Bi from Wuhen Sect has already taken Lu Nanshan to do it. You go and assist him to speed up the progress." Lan Qushang was very sure that the old guy Wei Bi must be living a better life than him. The people of Wuhen Sect were ruthless, not to mention that the reason why he ended up in this situation was because he confronted Dong Guofu head-on.

A big part of the reason why the Wuhen Sect was surpassed by the Three Saints Sect was because of their martial spirit!

Speed ​​is definitely a good thing, but when the speed reaches a certain level, it is easy to lose yourself and the determination to move forward that a warrior cannot lose the most.

Repairing the large formation is not a small project. The sect's warriors will gradually be exposed to the knowledge of the divine pattern system starting from the second level. Now every minute and every second is critical. One more person means one more hope.

"But we are trapped here now and it may be difficult to get out for the time being."

"You don't have to worry about this. Remember, protecting yourself is the most important thing!" Lan Qushang handed his storage bag to Lin Xiao. Most of his wealth was stored in it.

“师尊，伱……”

Waves of blood rose higher and higher, constantly hitting the Sky-reaching Divine Fire Pillar. Jiang Yi seemed to be trying his best to maintain the magic treasure, but in fact he was carefully guarding his surroundings. At the same time, he secretly communicated with Lan Qushang to discuss the next plan.

He enveloped everyone in the range of the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar. Although it was very dangerous, it was at least safer than being outside. As long as he controlled those fire dragons, even Jiang Miaomiao, who was under Pei Hongyu's full protection, could stay in it for a while, as long as the blockade of the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar was not broken from the outside.

So, he is the bait!
Will it appear?

Using himself as bait, Jiang Yi has tried his best, but he is afraid that the other party will stay in the dark and use the power of the formation to fight him to the death.

Time passed minute by minute, and the river of blood was almost boiling. At this moment, several sword lights silently slashed towards Jiang Yi who was standing above the eight towering divine fire pillars.

So fast!

His spiritual sense issued a frantic warning, but the speed of the sword light was so fast that Jiang Yi could hardly react. This was why he always liked to hide in the flames of the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar in every battle.

Defense is his biggest weakness!

When the first sword light came, a piece of armor appeared on Jiang Yi's body, the ninth-level Black Mountain and White Water Armor, one of the ten treasures of the martial arts conference. Due to the reason of the training system, he had a lot of trouble using this treasure, and he couldn't use it to the limit, because it consumed blood and energy, not just [qi].

He successfully blocked it, but the second, the third... an endless stream of sword lights slashed at him, his armor was shattered, and the disposable protective equipment on his body was passively activated. Jiang Yi finally escaped into the sea of ​​fire caused by the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar.

At the same time, strong winds and thunder intertwined, and Lan Qushang rushed out with overwhelming force and killed the person who attacked in secret.

Lan Qushang burst out with all his strength regardless of his injuries. The little swordsman hiding in the dark could not contend with him at all. Lan Qushang caught him with one hand, locked his whole body with divine chains, and then threw him with great force. Jiang Yi, whose white robe was stained with blood, also cooperated at the same time, allowing him to enter the range of the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar unimpeded. Three hundred and ninety-two fire dragons strangled him and turned him into ashes in an instant.

Although he didn't know why the boy from the Jiang family would make such an absurd request, Lan Qushang didn't mind trusting him this time. No matter what backup plan he had, he would use it at this critical moment of life and death.

puff……

Lan Qushang, whose health was already in extremely bad condition, vomited blood profusely after a round of outbursts, and the wound from his right shoulder that almost split him in half also began to bleed continuously.

After that, life or death will all depend on Lin Xiao's fate!

Another two points of merit!

I don't know how the merit is calculated, whether it is based on the strength of the person killed, or the difference in strength between the two.

But before Jiang Yi could be happy, a sword flashed, and the head of Lan Qushang, who was spitting blood, flew high up.

There's a second one!
Lan Qushang's eyes were wide open with anger, and he saw a swordsman standing on countless dead souls not far behind him with a rotating perspective. The sword in his hand was dark and murderous.

Is this his final end? He was beheaded by a sword. In his current state, he is definitely dead, but don't think that this is the end.

The fire of nothingness burned on Lan Qushang's head, and he relied on his will that had not yet collapsed to force out a final blow. The raging waves rolled up, rolling up endless blood, and rolled up the body of the swordsman. Countless water blades seemed to torture him to death.

This is why warriors are so scary!
When a warrior reaches the second stage of the Soul Melting [No Leakage] realm, he is known for his "unbroken mind and undefeated body". At this point, even if he dies, he may drag you to death with him before his own will completely collapses and dissipates.

At this moment, a pillar of divine fire leaped over. Lan Qushang's head flew high up and he closed his eyes. He placed his last hope on Jiang Yi.

"Master!!"

The pillar of divine fire flew away, and all the survivors escaped from the sea of ​​fire. Lin Xiao soared into the sky and hugged Lan Qushang's head. His face was wet with tears. The grief made him almost unable to breathe, and scenes of sweet and sour memories emerged in his mind.

Pei Hongyu and Jiang Miaomiao did not go forward. Although she was also a disciple of Jingtao Hall, she was not a disciple of Lan Qushang. It was better not to disturb their final farewell at this time. Jingtao ended, and a bloody rain fell.

Jiang Yi supported Lan Qushang's body. The dawn of hope was clearly before their eyes, but... what a pity!

enough!

Ten points of merit, this is the greatest wealth that Jiang Yi has mastered so far.

Jiang Yi did not dare to delay for even a moment. He had already secretly grasped the red gold orb in the palm of his left hand. Every moment he stayed here would increase the danger. He had to quickly exchange it for the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

The merit points in the "Spiritual Treasure Atlas" returned to zero again. The red-gold orb held in his left hand underwent unknown changes after being injected with magical power. An incomparably vast power was reviving in the orb, but all of this was tightly blocked between his left palms by an unknown force. No fluctuations spread at all, and no one around noticed.

At this time, the scene on the horizon attracted the attention of all the living people in Jueshui City. The spectacular scene obscured a corner of the Blood River Sword Formation.

"Ancestor Lu..."

……

Time goes back a little bit.

Everything that should and should not be said has been said. It is considered as a final farewell to the family and the ancestor he once admired the most. Lu Changge does not intend to hold back any longer. From now on, he will embark on a brand new path.

The Sword of Righteousness of Heaven and Earth in his hand activated the Blood River Sword Formation, and countless blood essences merged into Lu Changge's body. The Sword of Righteousness of Heaven and Earth emanated a strange blood light, and sword shadows flew up. He attacked Lu Anping with the force of ten thousand swords.

The Blood Sword Sect, as the name suggests, is an expert in playing with blood. Blood is equal to wealth to them.

In fact, the Blood River Sword Formation was not in its strongest state at this moment, because eighty percent of the blood and essence obtained from the sacrifice of tens of millions of people was used to revive the Sword of Righteousness of Heaven and Earth. However, it was this sword that served as the eye of the formation, and Lu Changge, who was one with the Sword of Righteousness of Heaven and Earth, could naturally mobilize the power of the formation to the greatest extent.

Therefore, Lu Changge, the Heaven and Earth Righteousness Sword, and the Blood River Sword Formation are the trinity. This is the biggest trump card Dongguofu has prepared for the Blood Slaughter of Jueshui City. Unfortunately, he will never be able to see it.

The aura that Lu Anping had reached the peak quickly slipped away, and the breathtaking feeling of oppression dissipated. A strong air of decadence grew on his body, and even his tall figure seemed to be hunched over. Wrinkles suddenly appeared on his resolute face. At this moment, he was just an old man who was about to die.

Lu Changge knew his ancestor very well, and he became secretly alert to such changes.

Lu Anping slowly raised his hand. All this seemed extremely slow in Lu Changge's eyes. However, with his sword-wielding speed not inferior to that of the Wuhen Sect warriors, his attack never landed.

With just a movement of raising his hand, the thousands of swords around Lu Changge disappeared, and his figure retreated strangely.

"I didn't expect that the ancestor also had a trick up his sleeve!" For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Lu Changge's face.

time!

Luoxia Grotto!

Lu Changge never expected that he could actually figure out such a thing. From this point, we can see that Lu Anping is truly a brilliant person.

“It’s hard to say whether it’s hidden or not. Although I have touched some surface, there is no chance for me to succeed anymore.” Lu Anping didn’t know how he realized this. Maybe it was because he was old and dying, which just fit the mood.

But it was precisely because he was old and dying that even if he touched the fur, he would not have enough time to truly complete it. It was just fur, he could not leave anything behind, and all of this would disappear with the wind when he died.

It was as if fate was playing a huge joke on him, so he told no one. These things would only bring greater disaster to the Lu family.

"This is what happens when a hero grows old!" Lu Changge sighed, but it was too late.

The power of time is indeed very strong. Even the strongest people in the three realms are just a tiny grain of sand in front of time.

Unfortunately, the power of time that Lu Anping possessed was far from enough, and at most he could only peek at the long river of time.

"Boy, although you are no longer a pure warrior, at least you have pursued that realm. I have also pursued it. Since you are about to die, let us take a look together and see the scenery that belongs only to immortality."

Lu Anping continued to grow old. His long hair turned snow-white and even began to fall out. His muscles became loose and the wrinkles on his face crisscrossed like traces of time.

impossible!
Lu Changge shouted in his heart. He didn't dare to delay any longer. Lu Anping's change frightened him. He knew the old man's character very well. As long as there was a chance, the other party would never hold back.

The warrior's immortal realm!

That legendary terrifying state of being able to be reborn by a drop of blood is not only the pursuit of the two of them, but also the pursuit of countless warriors in the entire Lu family and the entire Chongming world.

Before, Lu Anping was at the peak of the Melting God Realm. He was confident that he could kill him easily, but if he was at the Immortal Realm, he would surely die!

In panic, Lu Changge mobilized the power of the entire Blood River Sword Formation and used all his strength to activate the Heaven and Earth Righteous Sword. The powerful force even made the [True Self Sword Art] he had just completed slightly unstable. But at this time, Lu Changge could no longer care about these things. If he could not take this attack, then everything would be in vain. He tried his best to push his own strength to a higher level.

The blood-red sky was replaced by a beautiful sunset. Only a few lifeless white hairs were left on Lu Anping's head. His whole body was covered with wrinkles, and his body could no longer support his original clothes.

Lu Anping slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Lu Changge.

Silently, without any fluctuations, it was as if just a dying old man waving to his grandson in the distance.

But facing this finger, Lu Changge's hair stood on end, as if the god of death was slowly walking towards him. The Heaven and Earth Righteousness Sword in his hand ignited a raging bloody flame under the infusion of extreme power. Lu Changge slashed with the sword, drawing a long river of blood in the sky.

The long river of blood mysteriously disappeared halfway before it reached Lu Anping, and Lu Changge was severely injured and flew backwards. At the same time, Lu Changge's hair turned from black to white, but it seemed that the power was not enough, and finally it turned only half black and half white.

"What a pity, but I can finally rest in peace."

Lu Anping looked at Lu Changge, a slight smile appeared on his face, his eyes slightly closed. In the last moment when his will was gone, Lu Changge in his eyes seemed to have turned into the high-spirited young man more than a hundred years ago.

(End of this chapter)