Lu Qi sat cross-legged outside Yangcheng and calmed his breath all night.

He killed countless evil spirits last night, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. If he insists on the level of cultivation, he has taken a big step forward from the beginning of entering the realm of Golden Lotus seeds and has reached the middle level of Golden Lotus seeds.

At this moment, Lu Qi was simply sitting cross-legged on the ground, giving people the feeling that there was a mountain standing here.

If a Buddhist sees Lu Qi, he will feel that there is a living Vajra and a walking Arhat entrenched here... that charm, that power, that unmoving and immortal charm has already had a bit of real Vajra power.

Of course, if a monk like Lu Qingyang who is meticulously practicing the Tao and is extremely incompatible with the nature of heaven and earth, he will faintly realize that Lu Qi has a more transcendent, more subtle, deeper and more indescribable Taoist rhyme at the core of the Vajra of Buddhism.

The only flaw is that last night his cultivation level exceeded a huge margin, and Lu Qi's height grew to 12 feet and 5 inches.

His appearance also became more rigid and powerful. When his eyes narrowed slightly, an ancient ferocious beast suddenly emerged, and the power of a fierce hunting came out.

Ordinary people may become extremely difficult if they want to stand firm in front of him.

When the sun rose in the east, Lu Qi stood up and moved his body. He just moved his body slightly, accidentally shocking the air, causing a strong wind to stir up the dense forest, almost uprooting a dense forest of a hundred acres.

He carefully put away his movements. Lu Qi knew very well that he had killed so many evil spirits last night, and his strength was greatly improved, especially the negative impact of excessive physical strength.

After a few days, when the soul has adapted to the soaring cultivation level, everything will return to normal.

Looking at Yangcheng, which was still shouting and killing, and all kinds of strange lights surged, Lu Qi frowned and pondered for a while, shook his head: "Forget it, I originally wanted to be friendly with you, so everyone would not interfere with each other."

"But you actually locked your target on me!"

"Especially, I have changed my appearance with the Dream Bubble Bead. Even Lu Fuzi couldn't see through the virtual image of the Dream Bubble Bead. Can you actually find me directly?"

"I can't say that I have to take the initiative and clean up you."

Lu Qi gritted his teeth.

After the battle in Haojing, he actually didn't care about Hua Sangnu and the evil deeds around her.

What harm can those evil things do to him?

For an ordinary monk whose biggest life ideal is to live a few more years and whose life goal is to live for ten thousand years, why should he take the initiative to cause trouble?

But now it's different.

It was not Lu Qi who went to ask for trouble, but the trouble came to him on his own initiative.

This is... I can only kill myself and fight quickly.

"To deal with evil spirits, you still have to rely on Buddhism... In fact, Taoist sect is not bad, but there is no friendship. Otherwise, the Taoist sect's methods of subduing demons and eliminating demons would be more varied than that of Buddhism."

Lu Qi sighed, took out a Buddhist bead the size of a fist, and lit his fingers, and the Buddhist beads buzzed violently.

Soon, the voice of Monk Shenzui came from the Buddhist beads.

Lu Qi and Shen Zui said a few words softly, and Shen Zui's voice suddenly rose, and a stream of evil spirits spread through the Buddhist beads.

When the call ended, Lu Qi couldn't help but shake his head: "Tsk tsk, Buddhist monk, this murderous intent is so fierce, Tsk tsk!"

Lu Qi whistled, and the dark cloud beast under the tree made a loud roar, and suddenly it jumped more than ten feet high. Lu Qi jumped onto the dark cloud beast and pointed at Yangcheng. A large area of ​​black smoke surged, and the dark cloud beast ran towards Yangcheng in the air.

In Yang City, there was already a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Except for the Blood River Sect and the Demon Sect, no disciples were involved in the twelve sects of Yuanlingtian, almost all of the first and second batches of the other ten sects invaded Ji Shengtian.

Among the six sects of the Extreme Holy Heavenly Demonic Dao, a large group of disciples under the command of some deacons and elders, each used his magical powers to form a group with the Yuanling Heaven cultivators.

All kinds of magical secret techniques, magical secret techniques, and even some taboo tricks are all used unscrupulously and crazyly.

The neighbors in Yangcheng have turned into big pits.

Several small rivers flowing through Yangcheng, the blood splashed out from the bodies of the people in the city, which were flowing into the north, wrapped around the Yang River, which flowed into the north. The river surface that lasted a hundred miles long was completely stained with blood.

On the ground, countless metal puppets of the Demon Puppet Sect and countless zombies in the Corpse Demon Cave were formed into a ball.

Whether it is a demon puppet or a zombie, they are all powerful, thick skin, and unafraid of death. The vast demon puppet and zombies are shattering each other, and metal components are cracked everywhere, and the zombies are beaten to pieces with their bones and tendons.

There were black smoke and blood everywhere, ghosts were dancing everywhere, and there were shrill ghost roars, crazy laughter, and some strange sounds that were inexplicably indescribable.

He was seriously injured and covered with an abnormal pink aura on his face. His aura was weak as if he might die at any time. Surrounded by several elders of the Secret Demon Cliff, he gritted his teeth and activated the Wuxiang Yuanmo Punch. Countless blood-colored eyes were suspended in the void, emitting blood light like a rainstorm, and scattered towards the Yuanling Heaven cultivators.

Among the Yuanlingtian cultivators, there are also some disciples with sufficient identities who took out powerful magic weapons to fight back from afar.

In terms of quantity, there is no doubt that the disciples of the six sects of the Demonic Dao have an absolute advantage.

However, in terms of cultivation level, the cultivators invaded by Yuan Lingtian were on average in the late stage of the Fire Realm, and even the perfect Fire Realm, or even the strength of the Golden Lotus planted in half a step.

Moreover, the magic weapons they use are two or three levels higher than the disciples of the Six Demonic Sects!

The inspiration of the world of the Great Holy Heaven is really shattered. There are only a few good things that can be preserved by each sect. It is completely impossible to compare with the inheritance of the monks like Yuan Lingtian. Every invading monk has a complete set of high-level treasures with both offense and defense.

Even some deacons from the Six Demonic Sects and the secret treasures they used were not as good as an ordinary Yuanling Heaven cultivator!

Only the elders like Tu Laomo, some of the spiritual treasures in their hands were much stronger than the secret treasures used by the cultivators of Yuan Lingtian.

In short, the number of people, cultivation, secret treasures and other factors have been pulled and pulled, and after a balance, the two sides have fought in Yangcheng.

After a while, a scream would come, and I don’t know which disciple of the sect has fallen.

Since the monks of the six sects of the Demonic Way belong to the Demonic Way, it goes without saying that their actions are so cruel.

Most of the monks who invaded Yuan Lingtian were from evil demons and heretics, and sects such as the Curse and Gu Sect were even more evil and ruthless.

Therefore, both sides were quickly bleeding the other party, and they were also rapidly losing blood.

What is even more unsettling is that on the ruins of the Paradise Palace, the pavilion made by the Flower Sweeping Girl still stands, with strange fairy sounds and singing voices floating out of the pavilion, and strange figures of women appear on the battlefield from time to time.

They attacked the monks on both sides without distinction, and were also attacked by the monks on both sides in a crazy manner.

This chaotic battle made Yangcheng completely fall into ashes. There were only four walls. It was an ancient creation from countless years ago. It was of extraordinary quality and extremely strong. No magical powers fell on the city wall, and it only made a loud noise like a landslide. There was no crack on the city wall.

Lu Qi rode the dark cloud beast and jumped straight to the east gate tower of Yangcheng.

He looked at the city and saw that apart from the small building where Hua Sangnu could not find even a complete building.

There were erratic figures everywhere, flashing light everywhere, shouting, screaming, tragic howling, cursing everywhere. There was bloody smell everywhere, the burnt smell of corpses ignited by thunder and fire. In some places, there were shrill barking of dogs and roosters screaming...

There was also the cat's screaming fur all over his body...

The huge Yang City has turned into a blood sea hell, and the situation is extremely terrible.

Lu Qi looked at the miserable situation in Yangcheng coldly. He was silent for a long time. He put away the Vajra spear, jumped off the Dark Cloud Beast, swung the Vajra bow, and even took out a huge alloy box. Heavy arrows made of extremely hard alloys and tempered in it.

On these arrows, there are Vajra talismans melted with magic, which are filled with incense ash offered to Buddha by the Great Vajra Temple, and secret methods are used to perfectly integrate incense ash and arrows.

The black metal arrows, incense ash with a faint golden light, outlined a grace on the arrows.

Such a big box contained a total of ten thousand arrows.

Lu Qi pulled out the arrow and fired the bow. Then, his arm turned into a hazy afterimage, accompanied by the terrifying "Hulala" cracking sound, and a rain of arrows blew out. The arrows blew through the air, stirring up the high temperature, and emitting dazzling light. In front of Lu Qi, it seemed as if a gorgeous flower suddenly bloomed!

Lu Qi's bow technique is wild and cruel, arrogant and unreasonable.

The Vajra Bow, which is as heavy as a single elephant, burst out with force after the infusion of Lu Ya's magic power is extremely terrifying.

In Yang City, there were erratic red shadows, circling and flying everywhere, waiting for opportunities to kill at any time, were suddenly hit by arrows. Accompanied by shrill howls, the red shadows burst into pieces, leaving a trace of sandalwood fragrance remaining on the spot, and a faint, warm and bright golden light lingered.

Red embroidered shoes, red sachets, red lanterns... and red handkerchiefs, red veils, red pillows...

All the strange objects of the women in the boudoir were blown to pieces under the arrows.

Even dense arrows fell to the brightly lit building, shooting out countless dense holes.

The whistle of the flower and the moon is falling, and the whistle of the beautiful pavilion suddenly disappeared, and all the erratic red shadows in the entire Yang City also disappeared in an instant.

While these red shadows disappeared, under the collapsed houses in Yangcheng, shrill women cried and shouted into the sky, and hazy figures of women emerged out of thin air. As soon as they were spinning, they disappeared without a trace with the red shadows.

A rush of heat was lingering in Lu Qi's body, especially the right arm that pulled the bow, which was gushing red light, as if burning.

He slowly lowered his longbow, and there were three large empty boxes beside him.

In just a short time, he shot out 30,000 special arrows and killed countless strange things.

In the void, waves of pure and powerful forces rolled over and poured into his body.
Chapter completed!