When Luohu became a saint, the entire demon realm saw his light and heard his voice.

Show the saint before the devil.

Not limited by space and time.

The same is true for Lu Qingshan Chengzu.

From the cold land in the extreme north to the Ate Sea in the extreme south, from the desert in the extreme west to the mountains in the extreme east.

Whether it is a newly born baby or a powerful person who has been practicing for thousands of years.

Either kind, despicable, shameless, or noble...

As long as it is the creature in the sky, a clear figure is seen at this moment.

Lu Qingshan is everywhere.

No one can stop it.

Because, this is not seen with eyes.

But the soul.

Lu Qingshan's figure appeared directly in their souls.

Lu Qingshan's voice also appeared directly in their souls.

Perhaps those babies who only know Yiyaya don’t know what this means, but they will always remember the appearance of this figure.

Everyone was staring at the figure.

Whether they once knew Lu Qingshan or not, they now know the name Lu Qingshan.

From now on, they will remember this name no matter how many years they will.

"Rahu, you deserve to die!"

Lu Qingshan's voice rolled and echoed, and everyone in the world heard it.

Lu Qingshan's figure is still insignificant.

All the people are filled with peace and silence at this moment

There has never been any so-called son of destiny.

All that is, man conquers nature.

So, a sentence began to echo in the whole world.

"Please ask the Tianyuan Sword Immortal to revive my human race!"

On the high city wall of Yumen Pass, the monks of Yumen stroked their hands and knelt respectfully on one knee.

In the Western Regions, the sword cultivator who did not hold a sword in his hand, sincerely put his hands together and prayed with great respect.

In Chang'an City, the dark crowd, their eyes closed slightly, muttering in their mouths, the proudest Chang'an people in the past, offered the most sincere respect.

.........

"Please ask the Tianyuan Sword Immortal to revive my human race!"

On the vast plateau and desert in the vast west, the sound of chanting scriptures kept ringing in countless golden temples.

They are like the most devout believers, but they are no longer the Buddha, but Lu Qingshan.

After being baptized by the Linghai Tide, countless sects, families, and people on the revived Zhongling land were kneeling on the ground respectfully, touching the ground with their foreheads, and repeating this sentence constantly.

People on this land do not believe in heaven or God

What they believed in was the land under their feet, and the slumber of men who had shed blood and sweat for it.

......”Please ask Tianyuan Sword Immortal to revive my human race!”

This sentence has become the only voice in the world at this moment, better than spring breeze, summer rain, autumn frost, and winter snow.

......

At this moment, Lu Qingshan's perception also spread throughout the sky.

So he learned what was happening throughout the world.

I also saw people's pious and fanatical prayers, full of hope and expectation.

At this moment, a real sense of control surged in my heart.

This made Lu Qingshan feel that the most original power in the world is flowing.

This power is so great.

In the face of such power, he could sense his insignificance, but he would not be awe of it because of it.

Because he is so small, he can control this power at will.

This is the power of the ancestral realm and the power of swordsmanship.

......

Perhaps it was shocked by the huge change in this moment, or perhaps it was shocked by Lu Qingshan's power, Luohu was extremely rare to shake his mind for a moment.

However, he soon came back to his senses.

Although Lu Qingshan Chengzu shocked him, he would not let him have negative emotions such as fear and timidity.

What can Lu Qingshan Chengzu do?

It was just standing on the same height as him.

Although strictly speaking, Rahu can no longer count Asura at this moment, Asura's spirit is still there.

Asura is a natural war clan.

The war tribe is not afraid of fighting.

"Okay, killing a Nine Tribulation Sword Immortal is of little significance after all."

"Only such an opponent can make me fight a little more refreshed." Luohu raised his hands, clenched his fists gently, and smiled coldly.

Through the skin, you can see that Luohu's skin veins and bones are now all in the golden color of Donkey King.

The next moment, Luohu moved.

He did not have any shocking measures, but just started moving forward, step by step.

The first step is not fast, but the more you move, the faster you move, from slow to fast, and it is also the time to accumulate momentum. The sharp edge has reached an unstoppable state.

On the path he advanced forward, all the breath swept up to both sides.

The invisible aura becomes tangible because it is so rich that it becomes tangible, like an undercurrent surging underwater.

In the last step, Luohu crossed thousands of feet away and crashed into Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan also moved forward in one step, only a little more than a century, which could be ignored, and it seemed that there was no need to contain too many considerations to face the Demon Saint.

However, just after he took this step, eight dazzling pillars of light suddenly burst out from behind him.

Demons, peach blossoms, forgetful rivers, dragons and birds, heaven and earth, Fuyao, Lieque... and cow ears.

At this moment, Niu Er was also used by Lu Qingshan.

The power of the eight-handled Taoist swords was completely revealed.

The golden color on Luohu, who was rushing towards him, became increasingly strong.

Countless qi movements occurred before the collision between the two.

The battle between two people is also a battle between two heaven and earth.

The next moment, the two of them collided heavily.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Between the heaven and earth, a sound like a yellow bell suddenly sounded, solemn and lofty.

The ripples of power suddenly burst out.

Countless gazes were all looking at the two entangled lights and shadows with horror.

The Dao Sword and the Demon Saint's Body were in a head-on battle, and each collision would make a clanging sound, causing an energy storm.

The battle between the destruction continued, with the two figures intersecting fiercely, and at the same time the battlefield was constantly moving and changing, heading towards the increasingly lofty Qingming.

The two life-death battles that can determine the fate of countless people in the two worlds, intentionally or unintentionally, chose the battlefield above the vast Qingming far away from the human world.

The former is afraid that Lu Qingshan can use the power of Tianhehai. With Tianhehai as a backing, he may just be able to compete with his move.

Lu Qingshan was worried that the two of them would be very likely to destroy Tianhe City and take away countless lives.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the two had already fought for tens of thousands of rounds.

clang!

Once again, the Heaven and Earth Sword in Lu Qingshan's hand touched Luohu's fist with golden color.

The mysterious and yellow sword energy and the golden fist energy melted each other.

Both of them were slightly shaking, but they were not distinguished.

Seeing that he was in a stalemate, Luohu let out a low roar.
To be continued...