Chapter 207: The Demon God Realm!

puff--

The same mouthful of blood was spit out, and the Dragon King sword transformed by Lu Qing broke open, and his body swayed in the void for a few times before he stood still.

"Singing"—

This time, there was no such thing as Wang Jiansheng. Forty-nine white spirit-level divine swords did not attack again. A thousand-foot white "color" word rose from the altar. Ling Di opened his eyes widened. Wang Jiansheng, who fell on the peak again, also had his eyes concentrated, but he did not take action.

call out--

The pure white "color" word Tao narrowed to about an inch in size, and suddenly penetrated into Lu Qing's divine court's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Holy Dao Brand!" On the Mount of Falcon, there was a clear murderous intent in the eyes of many masters of the Sword Soul Soul, but it disappeared in an instant. This was the Holy Dao Brand's independent recognition of its own. Even if they killed Lu Qing, they could not be recognized. Moreover, they did not think that there were a few people under the Sword Ancestor who could compete with Lu Qing.

A pure white divine light floated up on his body. In this divine light, there seemed to be infinite will, suppressing all directions. At the same time, in the distance of the endless void, fifteen purple figures turned around at the same time, and their eyes seemed to have traveled through the endless void and fell to the peak of the Falu Jian Mountain.

"It's him!" A soft cry was heard, and no one except Lu Qing heard it.

The word Tao entered the sea of ​​consciousness, but this time it was not suppressed. It seemed that I had known about the words "green" and "color" Dao. As soon as the word "color" Dao entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it came to the two sides of the Dao characters, and there was no action again.

Opening his eyes, a layer of purple-white sword light from Lu Qing's eyes was as gentle as jade, sweeping across Ling Di and Wang Jiansheng's body. Although the majesty that had just scattered was gone, as Lu Qing opened his eyes, the majestic will rose again.

call--

On the Mount of the Sword Slaughter Mountain, many masters of Sword Soul stopped, and only more than ten people still started to climb, but the speed slowed down a lot.

"Congratulations to the little brother, for obtaining the word "Dao" and recognize the Lord, and the holy path will be expected in the future." At the peak, Ling Di's eyes showed a sense of praise.

With a faint smile, Lu Qing said, "Old Ling praised it. Lu Qing's realm is shallow, so how dare you talk about the holy way?"

"Little brother is humble." Ling Di shook his head and smiled.

Looking at Lu Qing, two gray scattered cycles of life and death appeared in Wang Jiansheng's eyes again, but they were forced to suppress themselves later.

"The Xuantian Conference is over, and you and I still have a fight!" A cold sentence was left, and Wang Jiansheng Jianyuan activated it. On the huge altar, a pure white "color" sharp edge immediately wrapped it up and disappeared.

With a bitter smile, looking at the direction where Wang Jiansheng disappeared, Ling Di said: "This Sword Lord of Reincarnation is already fascinated by Jiandao. In this life, there is probably nothing else in his heart except Jiandao."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Qing said: "Everyone has his own way. How to choose is their own decision. Everyone's choice of kendo is worthy of our respect. We do not have the power to change the choices of others, nor do we have the power to control them."

He was slightly stunned, and looked at Lu Qing deeply and said, "Little brother is indeed extraordinary. No wonder the Holy Dao brand chose the little brother. I can't wait for this state of mind."

Without saying anything, Lu Qing just stared at Ling Di's face for a moment, then sighed, and the sword energy activated and disappeared at the peak.

Ling Di's face suddenly became solemn, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and he instantly passed through the endless void and reached an unknown distance.

Purple Emperor Sword Valley.

The purple-colored sharp air spread densely across the void. At this time, a half-purple and half-white sharp air appeared on Lu Qing's body. The purple-colored sharp air hit it and was immediately swallowed up.

Sensing the breath of Wang Jiansheng that disappeared from afar, Lu Qing's eyes narrowed, and the purple-white sword light in his eyes flowed. The void in front of him seemed to have melted and spread towards the distance.

"Little brother." Ling Di's voice sounded.

"Let's go." He nodded, and immediately, Lu Qing's footsteps moved. As soon as he encountered the purple-colored sharp aura, he did not let go. He watched Lu Qing move forward casually in this purple-colored sharp edge, and Ling Di's eyes were flowing. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his footwork was not slow, and he walked side by side with Lu Qing.

Lu Qing was not familiar with the Purple Emperor Sword Valley. At this time, it was the guide of the way. The Purple Emperor Sword Valley was extremely huge. In half an hour, the two had already traveled through hundreds of thousands of miles of voids. Lu Qing had heard Lei Tian mention that the Xuantian Sword Domain was built in the Cave Void Space. The Cave Void Space was boundless and vast and unknown at the end. Lu Qing could not imagine what kind of majesty the sword saint had.

Lu Qing made a self-respect that even with his current cultivation level, if he wanted to open up a stable world for the sect in the Zixia Mountains, he could only reach about a thousand miles with the law of time and space that transcends the way of heaven, and would only be stable for at least ten years. Therefore, as time goes by, Lu Qing became more and more awe of the power of the sword saint.

What needs to be experienced in Purple Emperor Sword Valley is the last test of meeting the sword heart, the Demon God Realm.

The Demon God Realm is a place where extraterritorial demons gather. These shadowless extraterritorial demons were also raised by the four saints in the Xuantian Sword Realm. In order to test the inherited swordsmen's mind and will, they were placed in the last Purple Emperor Sword Valley.

In the Demon God Realm, there are not only ordinary demons, but also demon kings who can influence the state of the Sword Soul Master. I even heard Ling Di say before that there are demon gods in the Demon God Realm.

The Demon God, even the Great Sword Lord, is difficult to resist. These shadowless and invisible extraterritorial demons existed since the beginning of the world and have always been in the extraterritorial demon world. Only the Master of Sword Soul can sense the existence of the extraterritorial demon world. However, it is difficult for the sword ancestor to take out the extraterritorial demon world to take out the extraterritorial demon world. Needless to mention the existence of the demon god level, it is also a rare top demon in the extraterritorial demon world.

One hour later, a purple-colored sharp edge was swallowed into Lu Qing's body again. At this time, 99% of the sharp edge of Lu Qing's body had turned into lilac, but there was still a last bit of milky white-colored sharp edge, but it could not be transformed no matter what. Lu Qing knew that this was a difference in realm. Now he could be considered a half-step Purple Emperor Sword Body. If he wanted to truly break through to the Purple Emperor Sword Body, he still needed a large number of essence and spiritual objects to do so. Otherwise, even if he was close to the Purple Emperor Sword Body, his body would not be able to compete with the Purple Emperor Sword.

"Little brother, wait!" Just as Lu Qing wanted to step into the boundless purple valley in front of him, he opened his mouth to block it.

"What are Mr. Ling's instructions?"

With a calm expression on his face, Ling Di said: "As long as you step into the Purple Emperor Sword Valley, you will enter the Demon God Realm. Only by leaving the Demon God Realm can you enter the real Purple Emperor Sword Valley and meet the sword heart."

Hearing this, Lu Qing's "color" became solemn. A few breaths ago, he had already felt the breath of Jiansheng disappearing here, and thought that he had already stepped into it.

Nodded, Lu Qing stopped talking, stepped forward without any hesitation.

Buzz —

In an instant, the world in front of him changed.

Boom-

What caught my eye was a blood-colored sky. Above the nine heavens, the nine layers of gale winds were broken, and the blood-colored wind spread across the nine heavens. The endless star light fell and was also dyed into blood-red.

Countless mountains, each of which is thousands or tens of thousands of feet high, but these mountains are broken at this moment and all collapsed. Dust is flying, and countless magic swords are inserted on the rocks. Looking around, in the endless void, blood-colored magic thunder ravaged the void, white-colored collapsed void, black space flows, and hideous void space, all manifested in the void.

On the broken soil of the rocks dyed in blood, countless divine swords were dim, the sword consciousness was floating, and fine cracks were spreading on the sword body, whether Qingfan, Jintian, Bailing, or Zihuang.

"Brother!"

"Second brother!"

"Third brother!"

"Fifth brother!"

Countless familiar figures appeared in front of him, and the figures were covered with blood, hazy, and the surging demonic energy scattered everywhere. At this moment, Lu Qing suddenly realized that his true dragon eye had lost any use. What he saw was still what he saw. The blood light filled the sky, and he could even smell a strong smell of blood.

roar--

The beasts roared the sky, all of which were wailing. The ancient wood was shattered and the earth fire was evaporated. All were destroyed and there was no chance of any vitality.

His eyes were cold and fierce. Although Lu Qing knew that this was a magical illusion in his heart, such a world still made him feel swayed. If he hadn't had his firm mind, he would have been deeply involved in it just now.

"Qing'er!" Suddenly, a bloody figure appeared in front of Lu Qing.

"Mom--" A soft cry was heard, Lu Qing took a step forward slightly, and when his left foot stepped on again, he held back.

"Brother Lu!" Another blood-blue-colored figure appeared in front of him.

"Seventh brother!"

"Seventh brother!"

"Seventh Brother!" Another six familiar figures appeared, which were extremely blurred, but everyone was covered in blood.

"Seventh brother, you really have to go alone!"

"Qing'er, you want to leave your mother!"

"Brother Lu, you have to leave Ruoshui behind!"

Countless voices surrounded his ears, his mind trembled. Lu Qing took two steps back, and the red light flashed in his eyes, and was suppressed again.

"Don't force me to do it!" Lu Qing said in a deep voice, "You guys will retreat automatically!"
Chapter completed!