"Okay!"

Lu Qinglian excitedly took over the Samadhi True Fire God Banner, injected the Fire Lotus Qi into it, and the Samadhi True Fire God Banner soared into the sky.

She can finally be of great help to her master.

"Samadhi True Fire Formation, rise!"

Lu Changsheng, Li Changye, and Lu Qinglian held the Samadhi True Fire God Flag and rushed into the demon clan of Huangzhou. The fire flags rolled and summoned the Samadhi True Fire.

Smoke flew up and an endless sea of ​​fire formed in the middle of the formation. The demon clan in Huangzhou was burned by the true fire of Samadhi, screaming in agony.

"What a powerful Dharma flag!"

Li Changye waved the sacred flag, and a string of Samadhi True Fire rolled out, burning several big demons in an instant. He was shocked by the power of the Immortal Weapon, the Samadhi True Fire Flagner.

The Samadhi True Fire God Banner requires three fire spirit root practitioners to activate it. With the cultivation levels of Lu Changsheng and Li Changye, plus Lu Qinglian’s Fire Lotus Qi, wherever the Samadhi True Fire Formation reaches, not a single blade of grass will grow.

Annihilation.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]

Lu Qinglian waved the sacred flag continuously, and each wave consumed a large amount of Qi. She had to take the Great Qi Gathering Pill continuously.

But Lu Qinglian's cheeks turned red and she was very excited.

It’s really fun to set fires without restraint!

"This is an immortal magic flag..."

Zhuge Changming, the chief disciple of Fulong Temple, looked enthusiastically at the rotating Samadhi True Fire Formation.

His innate magic weapon, the Lihuo Banner, pales in comparison to this set of celestial weapons, the Samadhi True Fire Banner.

Lu Changsheng and Li Changye took the lead, and the other elders of Shushan took action one after another. Hundreds of flying swords were launched, colorful and with fierce sword energy, flying to kill the people in the Demon Sect or the big demon of Huangzhou.

Everyone in Shushan participated in guarding Iron Sword Pass, and the battle was still stalemate.

There are many great demons in Huangzhou, and some of them have powerful bloodlines, no less than the peerless geniuses of the six sects.

Shen Xiaoyao lost to a great demon at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm in the battle. When he was about to be killed by the great demon, a long sword flew out of nowhere and cut the great demon into two halves.

"What a blessing."

Shen Xiaoyao wiped cold sweat.

Song Wuchuan of Shushan and Xiao Meng'er of Wenxian Pavilion teamed up to deal with a great demon at the peak of the Dao Palace Realm. With flying swords, they just happened to kill this great demon who was at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

"The iron clothes were shattered in the battlefields of hundreds of battles, and the south of the city was heavily surrounded. I broke out of the camp and shot General Hu Yan, and led the remaining soldiers back with thousands of cavalry."

Mo Huazhi waved his pen and ink, and his pen moved like dragons and snakes. With his awe-inspiring righteousness, he attracted the aura of heaven and earth and gathered more than a thousand cavalrymen.

These cavalrymen have at least the cultivation level of Qi Transformation Realm. Their iron hooves clank, their horses gallop, they join the battle, and their spears mercilessly pierce ordinary monsters with lower cultivation levels.

"There are too many enemies. Fortunately, Master gave me enough pills."

Mo Hua stopped at the Iron Sword Gate and continued to use Tang poetry combat skills to kill the demon clan in Huangzhou as much as possible.

"Is it possible that the great monsters from the deserted state are coming out in force? This number is too much."

Lu Changsheng waved the Samadhi True Fire God Banner continuously, which consumed a huge amount of energy, and the army of the demon clan in Huangzhou did not decrease much.

"Lu Changsheng."

Lu Changsheng suddenly heard Xia Ningxue's crisp voice.

Lu Changsheng had long been accustomed to multitasking because he practiced the Tiangang Sword Formation. He continued to wave the Samadhi True Fire God Flag while looking in the direction of Xia Ningxue.

I saw Xia Ningxue holding the love-breaking sword like autumn water. Her white clothes were whiter than snow, but they were dyed red with blood, and the blood stains were like plum blossoms.

A supreme elder of the Hehuan Sect was beheaded by her, and the saint Liu Yun'er of the Hehuan Sect was also defeated.

Lu Changsheng knew that the Supreme Elder of Wenxian Pavilion had harmed his own cultivation and gave Xia Ningxue a Kung Fu initiation, so her cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds.

But at this time, she secretly transmitted messages to herself, but why?

"What's wrong?"

"We might as well make a pact."

"Please say."

"If we successfully survive this catastrophe, we might as well follow the example of Master Taixu and Fairy Qingxia from a hundred thousand years ago and make a pact for eternal life."

Xia Ningxue saw that the demon clan's army in Huangzhou was endless and there was no end in sight. She didn't know whether she could survive the battle at Iron Sword Pass, so she bit her thin lips and made a secret agreement with Lu Changsheng.

"..."

Lu Changsheng was silent.

Isn’t this a question for giving points?

He used the apprenticeship simulator to simulate the lives of four apprentices respectively. This catastrophe of the Demon Sect was not a matter of life and death. He could not die at all, so Lu Changsheng chose to fight with the Barbarian Elephant King.

Xia Ningxue and other disciples of the six sects could not predict the future, and thought that this catastrophe would be more dangerous than bad. If they did not express their feelings before death, they would have regrets in this life.

However, Xia Ningxue was influenced by her master, Fairy Su, and found it difficult to speak out. This was the limit.

"Aren't you willing to agree?"

Xia Ningxue's eyes were dark, and the Supreme Forgetfulness Skill was reversed uncontrollably. The cold breath made Liu Yun'er, who was the enemy of Xia Ningxue, feel a chill on her back.

Liu Yun'er seemed to be stared at by a pair of cold eyes from the sky, and even her soul was about to be swallowed up.

Liu Yun'er feels that Xia Ningxue will go crazy in the next moment, and once the Taishang Forgetting Skill is reversed, Xia Ningxue's strength will become stronger in a short period of time, and Liu Yun'er will undoubtedly die.

"I can make a promise with you."

Lu Changsheng knew that this catastrophe of the Demon Sect was a near miss, and Xia Ningxue was just worrying unfounded, so he agreed casually.

"A word is settled."

Xia Ningxue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The Taishang Forgetting Skill stopped reversing and resumed normal operation.

With Lu Changsheng's promise, she now felt that even if she died in a catastrophe, it would be okay.

……

At Piaomiao Peak, at the gate of Wenxian Pavilion, a strange man with fiery red hair appeared out of thin air, looking at the 480 Pavilion surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds with his hands behind his hands.

More than a dozen streaks of light rose into the sky, and the elders of Wenxian Pavilion who were sitting on Piaomiao Peak appeared one after another, staring nervously at the man with long fiery red hair.

The demonic aura contained in this fiery red-haired man surpasses countless peerless demons.

"Are you the new Demon Lord?"

An old woman's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of peas.

No one thought that the demon sect and the demon clan's army would attack Iron Sword Pass, and that the demon lord who controlled all the clans in the deserted state would actually appear alone at Piaomiao Peak.

"Not bad."

The Demon Lord just replied coldly.

"This man's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is ready to activate the mountain protection formation."

The Demon Lord did not take action, but the Supreme Elders of Wenxian Pavilion felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. More than a dozen of them did not dare to take action, but relied on the mountain protection formation of Piaomiao Peak to deal with the Demon Lord.

"It is undoubtedly wishful thinking for you to level Piaomiao Peak by yourself."

"A dozen of us brothers, even if we risk our lives, we will use the mountain-protecting formation to kill you."

A dozen of the Supreme Elders of Wenxian Pavilion had determined eyes.

They are able to achieve their current level of cultivation thanks to the resources provided by the sect. Now that the demon lord is attacking, there is no way to retreat.

"Then you and Piaomiao Peak will turn into ashes together."

The Demon Lord remained indifferent and sacrificed an ancient cauldron. The terrifying pressure caused the entire Piaomiao Peak and the 480 attics of Wenxian Pavilion to shake.

"This is...!"

A dozen of the Supreme Elders of Wenxian Pavilion were shocked. The Demon Lord's cultivation and magic weapon far exceeded their imagination.

"Something happened in the Jianghu. All six sects were alarmed. It turned out that a new demon lord appeared in the Huangzhou Demon Clan."

When the elders of Wenxian Pavilion were planning to die together, an unknown swordsman riding a thin horse came to the mountain gate of Wenxian Pavilion at some unknown time and confronted the demon lord as if nothing had happened.

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