The sacred deer sacrificial spirit once again let out an earth-shattering roar, causing the ground to tremble and dust to rise everywhere.

"Little barbarian..." Its eyes were bigger than a copper bell, and it glared at Lu Qingshan, revealing its overwhelming murderous intent. It was so angry that it trembled all over, "How dare you bully me like this?!"

Everything that happened today was truly an unprecedented shame and humiliation for this aloof Julu Clan sacrificial spirit.

I was so frightened by the barbarian in front of me that I took the initiative to ask for peace. I didn't expect that I would swallow my anger so much, but the barbarian in front of me would kick him in the face.

That's too much!

After a little stabilizing his figure, the sacred deer ignored the blood dripping from its head. The antlers of the deer immediately flashed with light patterns that were so bright that it was dazzling.

In this dark night, this light condenses like a bright sun.

This giant deer tribe's sacrificial spirit is obviously preparing to make a big move.

Lu Qingshan immediately felt chills all over his body.

He could feel the power and power in the light pattern, which was very terrifying.

This was a powerful blow from the fifth-level peak demon. If he didn't handle it well, he would be in danger of death.

The sacred deer carefully activated the demon power in his body, and he also had endless fear in his heart for the sword-wielding barbarian in front of him.

It doesn't want to overturn when it activates its strongest magical power and be counterattacked by this barbarian.

Being so cautious, it very keenly sensed something amiss, but for a moment, it couldn't find where the abnormality came from.

Its doubts did not last long.

The next moment, a flying sword appeared in its eyes.

The flying sword is a bit small, not like a sword, but more like a flying knife.

The Xiao Li brand.

A wave of ripples flashed across the flying sword, and the whole body of the flying sword was as smooth as running water.

What's this?!

The scalp of the sacrificer is numb.

It didn't feel much power from this flying sword, but this was the most terrifying thing!

Lu Qingshan did not give the sacrificial spirit much chance to react.

Heart Sword---Fetal Light!

No matter how powerful the physical body of the sacrificial spirit is, this sword that is designed to cut the soul ignores the physical body and directly cuts into the soul of the sacred deer.

In the mind of the sacrifice spirit, a flash of sword light lit up.

After a moment, the flashing light patterns between the antlers of the sacrifice deer suddenly dispersed, and a trace of confusion appeared in its eyes.

The sword of embryonic light is also the sword that cuts off worries.

Since we want to put an end to our worries, we must first arouse them.

"Bloodline, bloodline, I want to jump over the dragon gate and break my shackles!"

"I want to enter the sixth level!" This was the roar from the heart of the sacrificial spirit, which suddenly echoed in its ears.

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit, we are incompetent. Our barbarian tribe has thousands of clans. Each clan wants to win a place in the Dragon Gate for its sacrifice spirit and help its sacrifice spirit complete the bloodline advancement.

Our Julu tribe does not have great talents. Although we have tried our best, we are still powerless and unable to achieve anything!" Zhuji Luman's apologetic voice reached his ears.

This is a real scene that Shenlu has experienced before.

"This group of rubbish can't enter the Dragon Gate, how can I enter it?!" It felt irritable.

These scenes only flashed in the mind of the sacrificial spirit for a moment, and then it came back to its senses.

At the peak of the fifth level, its soul strength is much stronger than that of Luman, so its recovery time is much faster than that of Luman.

But the dazzling moment of worshiping the spirit was enough for Lu Qingshan.

When the giant deer tribe's sacrificial spirit came back to its senses, its sight was already filled with a long green sword, and there was a strange power lingering on the sword.

This sword penetrated directly along the wound on its head!

After passing the peach blossom into the skull of the sacred deer, the pure sword energy suddenly burst out from the sword.

The sword was in the body of the sacred deer. Even if he activated the sword energy, no one would be able to see this, so Lu Qingshan no longer held back.

pain!

At this critical moment, Shenlu didn't care to think about the origin of the sword energy, and quickly used all his energy, blood and demonic power to eliminate the sword energy running around in his body.

This only takes a little time.

But no one wanted to change, and the face of this huge sacrificial spirit suddenly changed in the next moment.

——In this long sword that has entered the body, there is still an extremely strange force lingering, suppressing the movement of its energy and blood.

Peach Blossom: Immortal.

This is why Lu Qingshan replaced the dragon bird with a peach blossom.

After using the magical power of the Dragon Bird to break through the defense of the sacrificial spirit, Taohua, who has a strong ability to restrain the physical body, can play its role.

Taking advantage of the juncture of sacrificing souls, when his blood was blocked, Lu Qingshan finally had no scruples, condensed his immortal true intention and killing sword intention, and used the immortal true intention to evolve into killing.

The tyrannical killing sword intent was spit out!

"You are the sword..." At this moment, how could this giant deer tribe's sacrificial spirit fail to realize Lu Qingshan's identity as a sword cultivator?

But unfortunately, it knew it too late.

What Brother Xiong and Brother Giant Deer saw in their eyes was the arrogant sacred deer. After Lu Qingshan pierced the skull with his sword, the huge brain was immediately shattered into pieces with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

boom!

The huge body of the sacred deer fell down with a crash, smashing a hole deep into the ground. The scene was truly spectacular.

Lu Qingshan slowly sheathed his sword, took out a pill from the storage ring and drank it.

This is the healing elixir that Xia Daoyun prepared for him, and its quality is of fifth grade.

He only suffered some minor injuries, but taking such a precious elixir seemed like a waste of natural resources.

But Lu Qingshan then thought about it, Xia Daoyun had prepared a lot of these pills for him, and he had few chances of getting injured, so he didn't use them in vain, so he stopped being frugal.

After killing the Julu Clan's sacrifice spirit, Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry to hunt down and eliminate the remaining Julu Clan monks.

Anyway, these Julu monks are already dead-hearted and have no fighting spirit.

He was hanging high in the sky, scanning the whole place with cold eyes, "If Brother Julu wants to survive, please fall to the ground immediately."

With the overwhelming power of first beheading the sacrifice and then the spirit, Lu Qingshan's words were obviously very ordinary, but in the ears of the giant deer monks, they were like the whispers of evil ghosts. Immediately, more than a dozen giant deer monks fell to the ground.

They have no choice.

In front of them, there was a bear monk who was so powerful that he could not hold the sacrifice for a second, and the sacrifice to the spirit did not last long. This kind of person was not something they could compete with.

What's the point of futile resistance in a situation of inevitable defeat?

Keeping the green hills and not worrying about running out of firewood, giving up resistance is the only option at the moment.

After someone took the lead, those Julu monks who were still hesitating became natural: Anyway, I am not the first one to be timid.

Soon dozens more monks chose to land.

Of course, there are also those with some tough bones.

Lu Qingshan looked at the Julu monk who was still hanging in the air, with his arms and legs fighting, but gritting his teeth and refusing to fall to the ground. He nodded and praised without being annoyed or angry: "You have more backbone than these people below."

Whoosh!

The next moment, Lu Qingshan swooped out, holding a peach blossom, and swept in front of the seven or eight giant deer monks, just like mowing grass, cutting down a piece of them in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Since you don't want to land by yourself, then let me help you land." Lu Qingshan said.

These giant deer monks had turned into dead corpses, falling from the air and landing among the giant deer monks on the ground.

"Brother." Lu Qingshan shouted.

There was a bear patriarch in the crowd who didn't react at the first time. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized his role and responded quickly: "Brother, I'm here!"

"Send someone to send a message to the Julu Clan, asking the Julu Clan leader to come to Youxiong with a ransom to redeem his people if he still wants the lives of these Julu monks."

"OK......"

...

Bear monks came out in droves, and then came back, and the number of them was almost doubled - everyone had one or two giant deer monks on their hands.

All the bear cultivators were a little confused.

Is this crisis that almost caused Youxiong to collapse just like that?

They just followed Elder Xiong Hao for a trip, and they didn't even have time to warm up. Why did the Julu monks just give up resistance and let their captives do what they wanted?

All this is so dreamlike that they still haven't realized it yet.
To be continued...