Eternal Tranquility

After the so-called dust-washing banquet was over, Geng Yuan sighed and said: "Brother Qingmu, how can you agree to them, and you also took the initiative to say 'life or death', isn't this even more flattering to their hearts?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled nonchalantly and said: "Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. This grudge should be resolved as soon as possible, so as to avoid reoccurring in the future."

"But..." Geng Yuan said: "That Lu Yi's cultivation level is one level higher than yours. He also cultivates the way of killing. His methods are very good. Are you really sure?"

"If you don't get your hands dirty and get to the bottom of it, how can you be sure of it?"

Liu Qinghuan himself is an opponent who often catches people off guard. All he can do is be fully prepared.

In turn, he comforted Geng Yuan: "If I were afraid, I wouldn't have come to the Seven Absolute Realms. Besides, that man is of the same cultivation level as Blood Bone. If I can kill Blood Bone, I can kill him."

Among the group of people, Gengyuan was probably the only one who really cared about him. Tongzhen had been secretly angry before and was anxious to negotiate with the people of the Demon Sect in Bahuangdi.

It's okay to have a fight, and it's okay to get injured, but it must not hurt Liu Qinghuan's life. After all, if anything happens to Liu Qinghuan, it will affect the overall situation, and it will be difficult for him to explain it when he returns.

As for the other people traveling with them, most of them were pilgrims from various sects, eager to watch the excitement.

No matter what everyone was thinking, the duel scheduled for the second day soon came. Chang Ying, Lu Yi took Liu Qinghuan and other people to a place called Qianhuan Palace on the eleventh floor of the Demon Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by the roar of people inside, and he saw a shallow lake with a length and width of more than a hundred feet surrounded in the middle. The water of the lake was clear and transparent, no more than three feet deep, and it reflected the bright lights like a huge mirror.

And around the shallow lake, there are funnel-shaped stands, with stairs one after another leading to the ceiling. At this time, they are already filled with disciples of the Demon Sect in black robes. It looks so dark that you can't tell who is who. Who is it? The scene is quite spectacular.

"This is the Thousand Illusion Palace?" Someone said disappointedly: "Although the palace is large, it seems that it can't accommodate the battle between two gods, right?"

The cultivator of transforming gods can move hundreds of miles at a time, and a single spell can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split apart. This shallow lake, which is only a hundred feet long, may not be able to withstand even one move.

"Humph, you know what you know!" Chang Ying raised his head arrogantly: "Who said they were going to fight here? This is just a viewing hall outside Qianhuan Palace, the real battle is found inside!"

He raised his hand and pointed, and everyone noticed that there was a rising water curtain in the shallow lake. This was because the moonstones embedded in the ceiling were too bright and too bright, and the stands on all sides were also reflected in the water. above, so that people ignore the water curtain.

Chang Ying looked at Liu Qinghuan: "In the future, don't say that our sect is bullying you, an outsider, because of its geographical advantage. For your competition this time, we specially opened the Thousand Fantasy Palace. The environment inside the Thousand Fantasy Palace is changing all the time, and the entry is also random. Pass to a position, so you both start from the same point."

Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "I'm interested."

Chang Ying added: "The time for the competition has arrived. Without further ado, let's start now."

Lu Yi nodded slightly to him and flew towards the lake.

With his appearance, the cheers in the entire hall suddenly rose, almost breaking through the roof. When Liu Qinghuan went out, the shouting stopped. Such a huge difference was almost ridiculous.

When the two of them disappeared through the water curtain one after another, they saw a flash of light suddenly and quickly passing over the mirror-like shallow lake, and endless barren hills and wild graves submerged in the night appeared.

The two people who had just teleported in, Lu Yi appeared on the upper left side, with a half-broken monument standing beside him.

And Liu Qinghuan was under a dead tree only a few dozen feet away from him!

The two discovered each other's existence almost instantly, and the battle was about to break out!

The people outside who were watching this scene through the lake were in an uproar.

Geng Yuan murmured: "Why did we encounter this in the first place... This is so unlucky! And such an environment is really not good for Brother Aoki..."

And Chang Ying's lips finally revealed a trace of an extremely malicious sneer.

This has just begun, the fun is yet to come!

No matter what the outside world looks like, a distance of several dozen feet is just a moment to the Avatar, and it is not much different from face to face.

The two of them saw each other as soon as they turned their heads, and the murderous intent in Lu Yi's eyes finally burst out unabashedly: "Tong Zhen, out of righteousness, asked me to spare your life, so don't worry, I will keep it for you." A ray of remnant soul!"

He smiled ferociously, and a layer of black and red mist appeared on his body, gathering into his open palms, and there was a faint scream, the sound was subtle and shrill, as if coming from the distant Jiuyou underground.

A few rays of white light appeared in Liu Qinghuan's left eye, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. The evil spirit on this man was the strongest he had ever seen in his life, and the shrill screams were made by an unwilling and resentful soul.

And the other party obviously had a special method. The originally invisible and colorless evil spirit turned into a black and red mist, and gradually condensed into a blood sickle with a long handle and a curved blade.

As soon as the blood sickle came out, the barren hills and wild graves where there were originally the low sounds of insects immediately fell into deathly silence. The calm atmosphere filled the air silently, as if a big stone was pressing on the chest, so heavy that it made people breathless.

A cold light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and he suddenly let out a soft chirp. The sound was low but not weak. The Taoist meaning contained in it was like a thunder that suddenly exploded half a foot above his head!

The heavy artistic conception was suddenly broken, the dead silence receded like the tide, the insects chirped again, and an old bird gave a hoarse "croak" and fled away with fluttering wings.

The two of them had been fighting back and forth invisibly.

Lu Yi twisted his eyebrows and looked at Liu Qinghuan for the first time.

Liu Qinghuan held back his hand and slowly pulled Tai Yi Shuang Ling Gu out of the void. He smiled with a touch of ridicule: "Where do you get the confidence to kill me? Or do you think you are much stronger than blood and bones?" ?”

"That waste of blood and bones!" Lu Yi said coldly: "To die at the hands of a lower realm monk with a lower cultivation level than him is simply a shame for the Demon Sect!"

Outside, most of the lower-level disciples were confused.

Although the shallow lake could reflect everything that happened in the Thousand Fantasy Palace, no sound could be heard, and no invisible artistic conception could be felt. I could only see the two of them saying a few words, and then each took out their magic weapon. It was so boring.

However, the expressions of the god-transforming monks who could tell from some signs became solemn, and they watched the movements of the two people on the lake intently, and talked in low voices.

"This round of mutual testing seems to be evenly matched."

"Although fellow Daoist Qingmu's cultivation level is low, his realm is really not low!"

"It's hard to say now, Lu Yi is practicing the way of killing, and he hasn't really used his killing move yet... Look!"

On the clear lake, I saw Lu Yi holding the long handle of the knife with both hands, and the curved sickle suddenly lifted up!

The blood sickle was originally made of thousands of evil spirits. At this moment, it lost its restraint, and its ferocious and violent intentions were suddenly released. In just a moment, within a radius of dozens of miles, the screams of resentful souls resounded throughout the sky. The half-moon-shaped sword light cut through the night sky and flew out with a swipe.

At the same time, ripples visible to the naked eye rippled out, and the cold sword energy was wrapped in extremely cold frost. Wherever it passed, even the space was pulled out of a deep groove, like a thunderbolt and the light of the sword. Collide under the stars and moon!

With a "click" sound, the sword light broke into two pieces from the middle, and was rolled up by the sword energy, turning into countless shimmering fragments.

Lu Yi's face changed. He refused to believe that he could be chopped into pieces so easily with a full blow. His eyes couldn't help but focus on the sword in Liu Qinghuan's hand that looked like a deformed bone and a wooden branch.

"Taiyi frost touches the bones!"

He exclaimed and hurriedly waved out several long bloody lights, and finally eliminated the long sword energy dragon that seemed to cut the void in half.

Amidst the broken light in the sky, Liu Qinghuan stepped on his foot and was behind Lu Yi in the blink of an eye. His expression was indifferent and cold, and the bone sword in his hand swayed with a brilliant glow!

Lu Yi couldn't help but be startled, the demonic energy surged from his body and quickly submerged him.

Liu Qinghuan stabbed out with his sword, but only felt that the sword was empty, and the billowing demonic energy surged dozens of feet away like a big bat with wings spread. After solidifying again, only one head was still exposed, the pale face. His face looked extremely ferocious.

Lu Yi gritted his teeth and said: "You have the strength of the middle stage in the early stage of becoming a god. It seems that you really have two brushes. You will die without complaint! However, if you want to kill me just now, you are a little too young!"

The demonic energy rolled and expanded more violently, Lu Yi's body crackled, and his momentum began to rise rapidly, getting stronger and stronger!

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, she paused and said angrily: "You are cheating! You are not a monk in the middle stage of spiritual transformation at all!"