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Chapter 210 Liu Changqing

?A glass-colored flame burned from all directions above the town.

The flames above the town are like big red lanterns in the first month.

A sound of air explosion like a muffled thunder came from the air.

The spiritual power was mixed in the field, and countless magics smashed towards the empty black shadow in the air, but it was useless. In the understatement, several more people were killed by the white-clothed sword cultivator.

Lu Chen looked calm, with his left hand in his back, his right hand turned his wrist lightly, and the ancient sword blossomed.

The sword energy light curtain appeared all over his body, constantly blocking the figures or poisonous needles that appeared from the sinister corners, and then grasping the gap and killing several people.

If it continues, everyone has no doubt that everyone here will be killed.

The haggard old man narrowed his eyes slightly, with disbelief and a look of struggle in his eyes, as if he was going to make some difficult choice.

As time passed, it seemed as if everyone knew the strength of this sword cultivator. He looked at each other and saw the determination and cruelty of it.

The next second, everyone blocked Lu Chen's all directions almost at the same time, and then rushed towards Lu Chen with no restraint or self-protection, clearly trying to end the battle directly with the casualties of several people.

Simple and rough schemes seem to be undesirable.

"Oops."

The old Taoist who had been watching the battle frowned, then subconsciously took a step forward, as if he wanted to do something.

But the next moment, his figure stopped and his expression was shocked.

Very simple.

Because the man shook his head slightly in the field and signaled not to use it.

Lu Chen turned his head and looked at the murderous intent that was coming from all directions, with a calm expression.

I have never seen countless life-and-death battles three thousand years ago. What kind of formations and means have I seen? Now I naturally have no ups and downs in my mood.

Immediately afterwards.

He took a step back.

So this battle, which was only limited to the streets, spread out.

Lu Chen and everyone kept appearing in every corner of the town.

On the bluestone slab of the ancient town.

Between the small bridge.

River water edge.

Even the inner house of remote ancient houses.

There was a fierce collision in every place, and the traces of sword energy and Taoism floated out. In just a moment, this ancient town, which was very old, had a shaky smell.

The battlefield keeps changing.

A total of three men in black locked in Lu Chen and engaged in close combat without fear of life and death. The rest of them surrounded the side and waited for an opportunity to attack the disgusting people from time to time.

Not long after, with the sound of thunder coming from the old houses north to south of the street, Lu Chen's figure reappeared in the center of the street.

The number of people following him dropped by half again, leaving only a dozen men in black, each with some injuries on their bodies.

Their eyes were also full of shock and incomprehension.

Because that man's sword is fast.

A man is actually faster than a sword!

After fighting for so long, that guy still looks at ease. Even if the sword cultivator in Wudi Realm is extremely strong, it is impossible to be so unreasonable when facing dozens of practitioners, right?

The venue fell into a strange silence, as if everyone no longer dared to fight desperately.

After Lu Chen held the sword in one hand, he held the sword in white, and was indescribable and freehand.

The next moment.

The sound of footsteps rang out, and the withered old man slowly stood in front of the few remaining dozens of people.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Blood Demon Cult relaxed a little for some reason and all took a step back.

"I'm so happy to fight?"

The old man looked at the corpse on the ground quietly, and his body gradually became illusory, and the light faintly transmitted in, just like a delicate porcelain plate,

Lu Chen looked at him and asked, "It seems that he has made up his mind?"

The old man's temperament changed drastically at this moment, and he nodded in an extremely calm manner. He nodded and said, "For your blessing, I just made up my mind to destroy the evil spirit body on my body, and the price was that I failed in the past hundred years of planning, and the last hope of life was gone. Tell me, how do you want me to repay you for this great kindness?"

The voice was not emotional, but it was filled with murderous intent. At the same time, the old man's aura rose sharply, and a sense of oppression from the three realms was rising over the entire town.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise: "Who is it?"

"I am the eldest elder of the Blood Demon Cult, Liu Changqing."

The old man closed his eyes slightly, said loudly, and then opened his hands towards the sky.

The next second, the sky above the town was sunk, dark clouds were initiating, and strong winds followed, carrying a strong and depressing darkness.

The only remaining houses in the town squeaked as if they were about to be destroyed.

Seeing this horrifying scene that caused the changes of the world, the girl Gu Ling looked surprised and shocked, and asked, "Master, who is Liu Changqing?"

Taoist Chao Zhun was already shocked by those three words at this moment, and his mind was completely gone and could not hear his disciple's questions.

A hundred years ago, when he was the Blood Demon Sect, he was the most famous demon sect in the world. In addition to the old man Murong who had a shocking magical skill, he counted the three words Liu Changqing as the most famous in the Demon Sect.

According to what the world says, Liu Changqing was a disciple of the Taoist sect when he was young and had outstanding talents. However, for some reason he was expelled from the sect and then became a wandering cultivator in the mountains. When people saw him again, Liu Changqing was already the man beside Murong Kuang, the elder of the Blood Demon Sect of the First Demon Sect.

But the problem is that it is long ago that Liu Changqing had already died of life spanning a hundred years ago. Some people even believe that if Liu Changqing did not die, the Blood Demon Sect could survive for at least fifty years.

As a result, what is unpredictable is that a hundred years later, such a celestial figure in the world of cultivation ran to such a lonely mountain, and became a shitty mountain god? What's more important is that they met!

"It's really a big trouble for your mother to be so angry!" The old man sweared for the first time.

Lu Chen felt the long-lost magic aura, his long hair scattered backwards by the strong wind, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Take them away first." He looked at the shocked master and apprentice.

Taoist Chao Zhun naturally knew the priorities and said seriously: "When I send them back to a safe place, I will come back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man used the Taoist divine movement talisman that he had been in the box, and he disappeared almost instantly with the young girl.

Liu Changqing ignored this scene and just looked quietly at the white-clothed sword cultivator in front of him. He had recovered his realm and naturally recovered all his mood and habits. At this moment, the old man was tall and majestic after holding his hands.

He asked with curiosity, "Did you see any clues since you were up the mountain? You just tried every means to force me out?"

Lu Chen shook his head and replied, "Believe it or not, this time it's really just a coincidence. Maybe your life is not very good."

When Liu Changqing heard this, he had no doubts. He just sighed deeply and said with emotion: "It seems that this method of taking the destiny and changing fate is not recognized by God. It's a pity. He was suppressed by the strange monk. I was still glad that I didn't see my true identity. I was suppressed by ordinary little demons, but it came again. If you give me another ten years, when the evil spirits reunite, I can go down the mountain and reborn in practice, and then then."

The old man didn't say anything more, but the wrinkles on his face, as dense as tree roots, became deeper, with endless loneliness.

Lu Chen looked up at the sky and said calmly: "Isn't you in a hurry to kill me?"

The old man smiled and looked up at the sky, saying, "Since there is only the last little time, I always feel that I want to talk to someone, otherwise it would be a little boring."

Lu Chen nodded in agreement and asked, "Is the bald monk who suppressed you very young? He has nine-colored rosary around his neck?"

The old man replied: "It's indeed very young, but that whole body of Buddhism is extremely scary. I was so scary that my state was completely dissipated at that time that I thought it would be over."

Lu Chen said calmly: "His name is Jiunian, the successor of Leiyin Temple in this life."

"Leiyin Temple?"

Liu Changqing was stunned and said, "Is it a holy place?"

Lu Chen replied: "Yes, so do I, from Jiange."

Hearing it, a helpless smile appeared on the old man's face and said, "The little guy from the Holy Land looks like this generation is outrageous, no wonder the Blood Demon Church was destroyed."

Lu Chen suddenly felt curious and asked, "I have read your story in the academy book. You have been studying in the academy for a while. Since that's the case, why did you join the Demon Cult?"

“Because of the warmth.”

Liu Changqing answered Lu Chen's question positively and said with a smile: "I felt the long-lost warmth and happiness in the Blood Demon Sect. This is naturally the reason why I joined the Blood Demon Sect. No, the Blood Demon Sect was actually my sect, but it was snatched away by Murong Kuang later."

Lu Chen shook his head slightly and asked, "Hmm?"

"A hundred years ago, I founded the Blood Demon Sect, but was taken away by Murong Kuang. He changed the Blood Demon Sect and then dominated the world for a while. In the end, he watched helplessly as he was besieged and eliminated by the seven holy lands."

Liu Changqing seemed to be dying, and there was no secret in his heart. He shook his head slightly and sighed: "But I have any way? I know that this path is wrong, because it was not my original intention, but what can I do? The first people of the Blood Demon Cult were originally my friends, and they couldn't watch them die, and then they became more and more wrong, and in the end I also reached the end of this mistake."

Lu Chen asked, "Why did Murong Kuang do this?"

Liu Changqing smiled and said, "Because he felt that the world needed the purest evil, and he was that demon."

Lu Chen looked at Liu Changqing's helpless and regretful smile and comforted him: "The times change greatly, caused by the light, the Blood Demon Sect cannot survive in this era, because the world's general trend cannot tolerate the real demons, and the general trend is in the general trend."

This passage is very similar to what Su An in Chang'an City said to Murong Kuang, so Liu Changqing did not refute it.

His body was almost transparent, but his eyes were still looking at the sky tightly, as if he wanted to see through something. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about a question, yin and yang, black and white, if the world has no darkness except light, and the light in the world is white, then is light the greatest darkness in the world? Is this question difficult to answer? But I think Murong Kuang has a saying that is actually correct. If there is only one color in the world, it will be too boring."

Lu Chen thought about this issue carefully and was very fascinated.

Liu Changqing shook his head slightly and said, "You think about this question again in the future."

Lu Chen took back his mind, felt the high fighting spirit on the other party, and asked with a smile: "Have you recovered the previous levels of combat power?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "It's probably because Taoism is perfect, there is no way, and it can't be restored."

Lu Chen said seriously: "That's probably hard to kill me."

Liu Changqing said with a smile: "Then try it."
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