Lu Qingshan concentrated his mind, carefully felt the changes that had taken place in himself, and became familiar with the surge in power.

There was only a shallow layer of spiritual fluid in the Dantian, but now it was full, as if it was about to overflow.

His spiritual power, whether it is pure or profound, is absolutely unique among foundation-building monks.

If you want to go one step further, you need to condense the overflowing spiritual liquid in your Dantian into a golden elixir.

Lu Qingshan opened his slightly closed eyes, a strange luster flashed in his dark eyes, and his divine light shone.

He looked around. Whether it was the sound of the wind or other sounds, they were much clearer than before. This was because his spiritual consciousness had been greatly improved and his perception had become stronger accordingly.

Just when he was about to release his spiritual consciousness and try the scope of his current spiritual consciousness.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deafening bombardment suddenly came from the sky.

Lu Qingshan quickly looked up and saw that the outer layer of clouds and mist that had been shrouding this area began to roll violently.

The next moment, the clouds and mist began to evaporate and dissipate.

But in just a few breaths, all the clouds and fog disappeared.

Hundreds of huge dragon beasts appeared in mid-air and hovered.

All the dragon beasts are covered with a layer of scales. Under the sunlight, the scales reflect little bits of cold light, which are dazzling and scorching, like sharp cold weapons.

Standing in front of this group of dragon beasts, the leader was a man in black, with a violent and hoarse voice, "Young man, I am here."

It is none other than the Dragon Demon King.

Not far from Lu Qingshan, a bloody light rose.

The sword master's body was full of energy and blood, and he stood suspended in the air. He stopped in front of the Dragon Demon King, standing at the same height as the Dragon Demon King.

"Where is Jiao Yan?" The dragon demon king's eyes flashed with danger, and he glanced at the sword owner's empty left sleeve unscrupulously, his provocative intentions unmistakable.

The sword master didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "We spent a lot of effort to capture Jiao Yan. King Jiao wants to let us put him back for no reason. Isn't it inappropriate?"

"Oh?" Dragon Demon King's eyes narrowed, "Then what do you want?"

"A life is worth a life. Since King Jiao wants Jiao Yan's life," the sword master said solemnly, "How about giving it your life in exchange?"

"Is your appetite too big?" The Dragon Demon King's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a sinister tone: "Aren't you afraid that your belly will be broken by then?"

"I have nothing else but a big appetite." The sword master's face turned cold, "Today, not only do I want to take your life, I even want all the Jiao clan you brought to serve you under the underworld!"

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword master raised his left sleeve.

The spiritual light rising into the sky suddenly rose, and the clouds and mist that had been forced back by the Dragon Demon King surged out from all directions again.

Only this time, these clouds and mist became sharper, like grains of sand, rushing towards the hundreds of dragon beasts.

On the ground, hundreds of Dragon-Slaying Sword monks appeared, all holding formation flags, with spiritual energy surging from their bodies. They were controlling the clouds and mist entangled dragon beasts.

The other dragon-slaying knife monks flew up and cast spells to face the dragon beast.

Under the control of Yunwu, in this short period of time, it was the human race that actually took the advantage of the situation.

"Childish!" The Dragon Demon King raised his eyes and sneered, having already expected this situation.

He didn't talk any more nonsense to the sword master. A burst of black mist emerged from his body, and in the mist, a terrifying black dragon more than sixty feet long appeared in front of everyone.

At the moment when the Dragon Demon King returned to his original form, the sword owner was already holding the Full Moon Sword, and his body transformed into red light. The speed was so fast that his body was blurred. The blood light gathered on the Full Moon Sword, facing the neck of the Dragon Demon King.

Cut it through.

Bang bang bang!

Wherever the Yuanyue Knife passed, there was a sound of air being compressed and exploding.

The blood-red sword light passed by the Dragon Demon King's throat in an instant.

The dragon demon king was huge and did not escape the ghost's sword.

clang!

However, it was different from the splash of blood and flesh as imagined.

The sword light collided fiercely with the dragon scales covering the neck of the Dragon Demon King, causing sparks to fly and a clanking sound of metal colliding.

The Dragon Demon King laughed ferociously and dug his sharp claws into the chest of the sword master.

With his body resisting the sword master's blow, he was unscathed, not even a single white mark appeared on the dragon's scales.

Facing the dragon claws swung by the Dragon Demon King, the sword master quickly raised his sword to defend.

Bang!

A strong and irresistible force was transmitted along the sword master's arm to his body. Under the force, the sword master's body flew out involuntarily and hit the ground with a bang, smashing the ground out.

A deep pit.

"As expected of a fourth-grade monster at the pinnacle, with its physical strength, I am no match for it." The sword master struggled to get up, wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Dragon Demon King with a few more eyes.

Be very vigilant.

He is a physical cultivator, and he is a physically powerful monk. He also used the power of magical weapons, but he just faced the Dragon Demon King head-on with such a move, but he was slightly injured.

The most important thing is that the dragon scales on the Dragon Demon King are comparable to high-grade defensive magic weapons. He can't break through the defense with a single blow with all his strength.

This battle is indeed not easy. The Dragon Demon King is much stronger than it was two hundred years ago.

Why does its strength grow so fast?

A cold light flashed in the sword master's eyes, and he was very puzzled.

According to common sense, the demon race has an extremely long lifespan, and correspondingly, its strength progresses much slower than that of the human race. However, the growth rate of the Dragon Demon King's cultivation is contrary to this common sense.

"With this little strength, do you dare to attack me?" The Dragon Demon King's voice was like thunder, and his big copper bell eyes were extremely cold. He looked down at the sword master, his tone full of disdain.

Just when the Dragon Demon King was saying harsh words, a blurry black afterimage suddenly appeared and flashed in the air.

puff!

Without much precaution, and the black afterimage was extremely fast, this afterimage passed over the back of the Dragon Demon King, causing a large amount of blood to spill out.

The Dragon Demon King is injured!

The Dragon Demon King was in pain and couldn't help roaring. His vertical pupils stared closely at the black afterimage that was constantly circling and swaying in the air like a snake.

This time he saw clearly what the black shadow was.

It was a sword that was completely black, and the sword exuded a dangerous aura that made him feel chilly.

And on his back covered with dragon scales, a huge wound had appeared.

"What a sharp sword!" The Dragon Demon King suddenly became wary.

The heaven-level sword has a three-foot sharp edge, and its sharpness cannot be stopped even by the scales of the Dragon Demon King.

A slender figure appeared in front of the sword master with an extremely stern expression.

It is Xue Zhuyong.

It was the Dragon Demon King who was injured by his three-foot sharp edge.

Xue Zhuyong is not a swordsman, nor has he practiced the art of flying swords. He just uses the Sanchifeng as a general magic weapon.

But even without the bonus of flying swordsmanship, Sanchifeng's lethality against monsters is still surprisingly strong.

"How dare you slay the dragon just by preparing these things?" Xue Zhuyong frowned and asked the sword master.

"Of course it won't stop." The sword master said in a deep voice, and then shouted softly, "Get up!"

Following the sword master's soft drink, the storm suddenly surged in the formation, and countless clouds of mist surged out again.

These clouds and mist instantly condensed into a giant.

The giant was a hundred feet tall, with three heads and six arms, all of which held heavy weapons such as cloud spears or tridents.

Huhhhhhh!

The wind roared loudly, and the cloud giant brandished weapons made of clouds and mist, and struck at the Dragon Demon King.

The dragon demon king swam and adjusted his position. At the same time, he waved his tail and swept towards the waist of the cloud giant, as if he wanted to cut off the cloud giant at the waist.

The huge body restricted the movement of the cloud giant, and the black light-condensed tail of the Dragon Demon King easily passed through the waist of the cloud giant.

Without any obstruction, the cloud and mist around the cloud giant's waist were immediately dispersed.

But the moment the Dragon Demon King retracted the dragon's tail, the scattered clouds around the giant's severed waist immediately condensed again.

The cloud giant was not affected in any way.

It's like cutting off the water with a knife and the water will flow again.

However, the six weapons, which were also made of clouds and mist, hit the Dragon Demon King without any change, but they made a huge impact sound.
Chapter completed!