The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

There is peace and tranquility in Longhaizhu.

Li Qing lay on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Chi Feng who had not yet woken up beside him. He tiptoed out of the room.

They have been in the human world for exactly one and a half years. Although there has been a war in the human world during this period, their lives have been quite ordinary.

It is worth mentioning that after this year and a half, the grade of the ghost robe in his hand has soared all the way to the fourth-grade upper grade!

This speed of improvement is simply shocking!

You know, for ordinary cultivators, even if they give up cultivation and devote all their energy to their own magic weapon, nourishing it with mana day and night, it will probably take a hundred years to upgrade the magic weapon from a fourth-grade mid-level one to a high-grade one.

However, due to the unique properties of the ghost robe, this originally extremely long process was greatly shortened.

However, during this period, the ghost slaves under Li Qing also suffered considerable losses.

The situation was particularly serious on the battlefield in Huaizhou.

The Ghost King Sect is in charge there. As a sect specializing in controlling ghosts, they naturally have done in-depth research on this kind of method.

Therefore, most of the ghost slaves sent by Li Qing would be easily detected by the other side.

Not only that, in other places, one would occasionally encounter some monsters with special detection powers, or monks who mastered the secret arts of controlling souls.

When facing these enemies, ghost slaves are sometimes at a disadvantage.

Most of the time, if the situation permits and without exposing himself, Li Qing will personally control the ghost slave to get rid of it, or activate the magic weapon to transform Qingfengyan into a roc to deal with the enemy.

If there are fourth-order demon kings or Nascent Soul cultivators nearby paying attention, the final outcome of the ghost slave will be either being annihilated or fleeing in panic, and life or death depends entirely on fate.

Li Qing knew very well that the soul-stealing must not be discovered.

He must ensure that his identity is not exposed. Only in this way can he plunder souls with peace of mind.

After all, to him, ghost slaves were just tools that could be consumed at will.

No matter how great the losses were, as long as he could recall a few ghost slaves that had devoured a large number of souls, he could easily get replenishment, and even have some surplus.

With light steps, Li Qing walked into the secret room, sat on a cushion, closed his eyes slightly, and thousands of images suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

These images are all from the front-line battlefields during fierce fighting, transmitted through the Blue Wind Eye.

As the critical end day approaches, there are only a few months left. Both the demon race and the human race are on high alert, and the war is becoming more and more intense.

Especially the demon race, they no longer seem to conceal their true strength.

For example, on the battlefield at the border of Qingzhou, countless demonic birds emerged in overwhelming numbers.

At the same time, two huge groups of spiritual light and shadows were hovering in the sky above the six largest battlefields. Judging from the size of the light and shadows, they were the six fifth-rank demon lords and six human cultivators who had reached the stage of spiritual transformation.

At this moment, the top powerful people of the human and demon races appeared in front of people without any hesitation.

And just a while ago, a fifth-level demon lord in the demon race seemed to have completely lost his shamelessness. He actually went to the battlefield himself and slaughtered all the human cultivators on the battlefield.

This action directly forced out the human race's divine cultivators, but the human race's divine cultivators did not risk their lives in anger because of the issue of their lifespan.

Now a situation of confrontation between the two has been formed.

This action of the demon clan made Li Qing keenly aware of a hint of conspiracy.

Combined with the strange behavior of the demon clan, it seemed as if a real conspiracy was brewing.

However, Li Qing was just a bystander.

No matter what sinister and cunning plots the demons have against humans, it has nothing to do with him.

In order to avoid meaningless consumption, Li Qing had already controlled the ghost slaves to stay away from the battlefield, leaving only Qingfengyan hiding at the edge of the battlefield.

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Above the Qingzhou border.

Mu Shoujing stared at the fifth-order celestial phoenix in front of him that was emitting a powerful aura. Having successfully cultivated the spiritual sword heart, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Their strength is now at the top of the Small Thousand Worlds, so there is no need for them to pay attention to the so-called war between the two races.

However, the fifth-level demon lord of the demon clan appeared in the fierce battlefield for no reason and personally participated in the battle.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it reveals something weird and strange.

Combined with the early arrival of Critical Time, the various changes in the previous battle situation, and the recent abnormal increase in the number of troops by the demon clan, it is clear without much speculation that the demon clan is definitely preparing to start a complete and fatal battle.

Perhaps this is where the anxiety comes from?

As an extremely pure swordsman, he has always held the firm belief of "one sword can break all laws". The more uneasy he felt, the more he couldn't help but feel the urge to kill the monster with his sword.

However, just when he was itching to do it, he glanced at the many disciples below and finally gave up the idea.

After all, after reaching the state of transformation, every subtle movement contains a terrifying force that can tear the sky apart and shatter the universe.

At such a distance, if the two sides started fighting, there would be no guarantee that the monks below would be able to survive.

Besides, he has a short lifespan, so he will obviously be at a disadvantage when facing the monsters with long lifespans.

At this moment, Mu Shoujing could only concentrate his attention and stare closely at the heavenly phoenix in front of him without relaxing at all.

Half a day later.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle was heard in the sky, and then a flying sword flashing with cold light came rushing from the horizon like lightning, flying straight towards Mu Shoujing!

Mu Shoujing looked sideways, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

What followed was an even stronger sense of uneasiness in my heart, as well as an ominous premonition.

He just waved his arm, and the flying sword seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. It instantly disappeared in the air, and then suddenly appeared in his hand again.

Mu Shoujing probed his spiritual sense into the flying sword without hesitation. In an instant, his eyes widened and his face was full of astonishment.

He raised his head and stared at the demon king in front of him.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying sword energy gushed out from his body and soared into the sky!

At this moment, a dazzling sword light quietly emerged and pierced through the body of Tianfeng, who was still standing quietly in the same place, at lightning speed.

At the same time, the surrounding void seemed to be affected by the sword light, and tiny ripples appeared, as if the entire space was shaking slightly.

What was surprising was that Tianfeng, who was attacked by such a sharp sword, did not react at all and still stood there motionless.

Until a moment later, a black line suddenly appeared on Tianfeng's body, extending from head to toe.

With a blurry flash of light and shadow, a white tail cut into two parts slowly emerged.

Seeing this scene, Mu Shoujing finally understood the authenticity of the information conveyed by the flying sword.

"Foxtail! Damn it!" He cursed through gritted teeth, his heart filled with anger and regret.

At the moment when Mu Shoujing's thoughts turned, his body and his natal flying sword seemed to merge into one.

In an instant, his entire body turned into a dazzling sword light and flew towards the distant front at an astonishing speed.

The sword light was as fast as lightning, cutting through the sky with endless power.

Wherever it passed, the air was torn in two, forming huge air vortices.

The surrounding scenery also became blurred at this moment, as if it was distorted by a powerful force.

The sword light gradually faded away and finally disappeared at the end of the sky.

All that remains is the lingering aftereffect and the shocking scene.

The demons and humans below were all attracted by the situation in the sky and stopped their actions.

While the human race was still in a daze, the demon army saw this scene and immediately began to retreat.