Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan said angrily: "You are cheating! You are not a monk in the middle stage of spiritual transformation at all!"

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan could not be suppressed, Lu Yi immediately untied the seal on himself. His momentum increased steadily, and his cultivation reached the late stage of divine transformation in one fell swoop, and continued to rise for a while before stopping.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled happily: "Friends are joking, I suddenly had an epiphany during the battle and broke through to the later stage. Besides, so what if I cheat, what can you do to me?"

really! The mirror lake outside can only reflect the most straightforward image. In addition, a large part of the battle of transforming gods involves a competition in the realm of Tao. Even Tongzhen and others can only analyze the battle situation from some clues. But you cannot intuitively feel the Qi movement that is changing all the time.

Liu Qinghuan laughed angrily: "You are telling lies with your eyes open! No wonder you want to compete in the Qianhuan Palace. It turns out that you have set a trap here, waiting for me! That's right, you are the leader of the Buddha Palace. Man, no method can be used."

I just don’t know if Tongzhen could tell that the other party was hiding his cultivation. If he could tell...

Lu Yi was not ashamed but proud. Jie Jie smiled and said: "We are demon cultivators, not hypocritical righteous cultivators like you. As long as we can win, we will do whatever it takes. What's more..."

He stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers: "Knowing that the blood and bones will die in your hands, do you still send a mid-term monk to die? Haha, do we look stupid?"

He spoke louder and louder, as if he once again remembered the anger of the death of his flesh and bones, but Liu Qinghuan suddenly had a premonition and backed away suddenly!

But he saw a piece of dead leaf curling up and flying towards him. It was obviously just an ordinary blade of grass, but it contained a hint of awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"The way to kill?"

He murmured something, and with a gentle movement of the wooden sword in his hand, the dead leaf was shattered into powder, and dispersed as soon as the wind blew.

However, the murderous intention suddenly burst out and shot out from the breeze!

Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard. He tilted his head and felt a slight pain on the left side of his cheek. There was already a thin and long blood mark.

"Hahaha!" Lu Yi laughed loudly, his expression full of excitement and bloodthirsty: "A fallen leaf also contains murderous intent, and a breeze also contains murderous intent. Between heaven and earth, there is murderous intent everywhere. This is my killing." Way!”

Liu Qinghuan's palms were covered with a layer of green energy. He stretched out his hand to grab it, like grabbing a poisonous snake poking out of its hole, and then squeezed it hard!

The invisible killing intent was suppressed, but Liu Qinghuan suddenly stamped his feet, jumped up, and saw countless small insects emerging from where he was originally standing.

These insects are just like the fallen leaves, they can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests. They are obviously fragile, but at this time, their cold compound eyes are filled with fierce killing intent, and they are waving their thin blade-like claws desperately.

Lu Yi said amusedly: "It's useless, murderous intentions are everywhere, you can't escape!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows flashed slightly, and the Fusheng Sword turned into a streak, and the invisible Taoist intention formed a barrier to protect his whole body.

Lu Yi raised his hand contemptuously: "Falling leaves means killing!"

All the dead leaves and grass stems all over the ground were floating in the air, swirling wildly.

"The disintegration of earth and rocks means killing!"

The earth shook, boulders fell, and there was a "click" under Liu Qinghuan's feet, and a big hole opened, like an evil beast opening its bloody mouth, trying to choose someone to devour.

He stepped on his feet and jumped into the air. The black and white energy around him continued to rotate, gradually turning into an endless Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram. All the murderous intentions rushed towards him, and disappeared like a mud cow in the sea.

Lu Yi's expression turned cold and he pointed to the sky: "The rising wind and falling rain are also called killing, kill! Kill! Kill!"

The wind howled.

There was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and a moment later, heavy rain poured down!

Liu Qinghuan moved slightly, but found that even the wind caused by his movement turned into murderous intent. His momentum was stronger than before, and he fought back crazily.

Every wisp of wind is like a cold blade.

Every drop of rain is full of murderous intent.

The wind and rain are dense and everywhere, and murderous intent is everywhere.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan's figure swaying in the wind and rain, Lu Yi couldn't help but laugh loudly and raised his arms high.

"This is the killer net I have weaved, you can enjoy it slowly!"

But a Qingyue voice suddenly sounded: "So this is the way to kill, but it's a pity..."

Liu Qinghuan lowered her eyes as if she had some realization. When she raised them again, her pupils had become one black and one white.

"Unfortunately, the ultimate goal of killing is to destroy and exterminate. In the final analysis, it involves life and death."

The white net disappeared, while the black abyss spread out inch by inch starting from the feet, and inch by inch, it also forcibly drove away, suppressed, and swallowed up the increasingly violent wind and rain...

The black abyss advanced very slowly, but the murderous intention began to collapse. The silence of death descended on the earth. There was no wind, no waves, no sound, nothing, and natural killing no longer worked.

Lu Yi's heart was shocked, and his expression was slightly distorted: "Arrogant people, they don't know their own abilities, and they dare to cultivate the way of life and death!"

He pressed the magic formula repeatedly, and saw the sky surging with wind and clouds, and streaks of lightning snaking like dragons among the dark clouds, turning the night into day, as if they were about to tear the heaven and the earth apart.

"I will teach you how to behave today, World-Destroying Thunder!"

Countless thunderbolts crashed down, and the entire black abyss shook!

And Lu Yi himself turned into a blood-red killing blade, flying out like lightning and rushing towards the black abyss.

At this time, the huge gap in cultivation between the two finally emerged.

The path of life and death may be ranked ahead of the path of killing among the three thousand avenues, but Lu Yi has been transformed into a god for hundreds of years, and in the path of killing, he has reached a state where killing is no longer a matter of killing, but killing everything.

Comparatively speaking, Liu Qinghuan has not merged with the Tao realm for more than ten years. Coupled with the gap in cultivation between the early and late stages of becoming a god, the magical power he understood from the Tao of Life and Death - the Silent Abyss of Death - can no longer be used. Easily cut off the vitality of Kill Yi.

Liu Qinghuan tried his best to keep his magical power from being destroyed, but the world-destroying thunder seemed to be chopping down endlessly. Blood-red blades containing monstrous murderous intent were cutting back and forth crazily, and the trembling of Jiyuan became more and more intense.

However, he suddenly laughed!

If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid this disaster would have been difficult to escape. Or maybe before he entered the Kunlun Immortal Ruins, he might not be able to fight against a late-stage god-transformation monk.

But now...

He took out the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen that was covered with sealed spiritual patterns, and poured his own way and mana into the pen body.

A faint light lit up, and a hint of coolness overflowed from the pen. The abyss of silence that was on the verge of destruction suddenly became a little more stable!

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes. Without thinking too much, he quietly appeared behind Lu Yi under the cover of darkness.

The tip of the pen is like a sword, and the dim light suddenly shines!

Just a "Zila" sound was heard, the cassock was torn, and the sharp pen tip had penetrated into Lu Yi's back!

Lu Yi roared urgently and reacted very quickly with a backhand move, and the blood sickle in his hand flashed the cold blade.

Wherever the blade passed, murderous intent surged, but there was no one behind him.

Only then did Lu Yi feel frightened. There was already a blood hole on his back, dripping with blood, not far from his heart. He couldn't help but roared in anger: "Get out of here!"

Liu Qinghuan had already escaped to the other side. At this time, the white and soft tip of the Qianqiu Samsara Pen was stained with a touch of very light blood, but it melted away very quickly, dyeing all the fibers red in an instant, as if he had drunk blood. generally.

A surge of overwhelming resentment suddenly rose into the sky!

Lu Yi suddenly paused, feeling suddenly frightened in his heart, and a shrill scream sounded in his ears!