Mysterious mirror hanging high

The Sea Devouring Demon Lord was startled and quickly summoned a magic weapon in the shape of a jade plate to block in front of him, but the magic weapon was directly shattered by the purple lightning sword light condensed from the tip of the Xuan Lei Sword.

Taking advantage of the moment when the magic weapon was shattered, the Sea-Devouring Demon Lord quickly turned into a beam of light and dodged away.

The sword's force was still there, and it split the surface of the North Sea into a bottomless abyss of thunder. The roar of the sea water on both sides being evaporated by the thunder was like the roar of a prehistoric beast.

"My two fellow Daoists, help me!" The Devouring Sea Demon Lord looked at the abyss of thunder behind him with lingering fear, his tongue tingling with bitterness. "This man's swordsmanship has the power of a late Nascent Soul..."

True Lord Fenhai's expression darkened, and nine fire dragons, carrying lava, soared into the sky.

The Demon Lord Changyin recited the incantation and summoned an ice bird from the bottom of the sea, which spread its wings and flew away.

Lu Yingzhao sneered, and the Xuan Lei sword casually drew a half arc.

As the sword passed by, the leaping lightning plasma suddenly condensed into the materialized ancient seal character "劫". The nine fire dragons were like being hit by heavenly thunder, and their scales and armor peeled off and turned into ashes.

The ice bird image let out a mournful cry and instantly evaporated into mist.

"Invincible!"

The three late Nascent Soul cultivators simply joined forces, connected their Nascent Soul magic powers, and set up a temporary joint attack formation.

Nangong Fuhua stared at everything in front of him in amazement. With only a few strikes from Lu Yingzhao, he actually forced the three True Lords to defend together. Considering that Lu Yingzhao was only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, it was even more terrifying!

"Not to mention the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, even a pure swordsman in the late stage of the Nascent Soul can't do this..."

Nangong Fuhua's thoughts drifted: "If Senior Lu Boxiu were to be resurrected, could he defeat Lu Yingzhao today?"

At this moment, Lu Ying made a hand gesture, and the [Xuan Lei Sword] drew a sword flower in the air and stabbed towards the three True Lords again.

True Lord Fenhai looked at the flying sword that was coming at him with such force, his face turning pale. He said to Demon Lord Tunhai, "Fellow Daoist Tunhai, it's up to you now... We'll do this and that..."

Upon hearing this, the Devouring Sea Demon Lord's expression changed: "I can't do that... This is a matter of life and death."

True Lord Fenhai's face darkened. "Her magic sword is formidable, and she possesses domain abilities. Only this method can turn defeat into victory... Your magic body has long been refined by you into a form that's no less powerful than a magic weapon. It shouldn't be a problem to delay or detain her for a bit."

The Sea Devouring Demon Lord gritted his teeth and said, "You two must fight quickly and decisively."

Then he took the initiative to meet Lu Yingzhao's Xuan Lei sword!

Just as he was about to collide with the rolling thunder, a Nascent Soul Dharma Image suddenly flew out from behind the head of the Devouring Sea Demon Lord, separating from his physical body. At the same time, his Dharma body instinctively opened its mouth and swallowed Lu Yingzhao's Black Thunder Sword, along with the purple thunder, into its stomach!

After a cultivator condenses his Nascent Soul, the importance of his physical body is greatly reduced. Many True Lords of the Demonic Path even refine their own bodies into some kind of rare treasure.

The Sea-Devouring Demon Lord in front of him used his own devouring magic to refine his stomach into a treasure that can accommodate and devour everything. He is best at detaining and slandering other people's magic weapons. According to common sense, detaining the natal flying sword of a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul for a moment is not too much of a burden for him.

But the Devouring Sea Demon Lord was clearly not feeling well at this moment. His Dharma body instantly turned red, and a faint electric current swept through his purple-blue skin. The voice of the Nascent Soul Dharma Image hanging above his Dharma body trembled:

"Hurry! I can't hold on for much longer!"

"Fellow Daoist, act quickly according to the plan..."

True Lord Fenhai and Demon Lord Changyin looked at each other, and attacked at the same time tacitly, turning into two beams of light, approaching the location of Lu Ying's magic body!

Most of the magical powers of a pure sword cultivator are on his natal flying sword. When controlling the flying sword, he is a sword immortal who can "break all laws with one sword." However, if he loses the flying sword, he will be like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, and instantly fall to the bottom of the cultivators of the same level.

Now the Xuan Lei magic sword was swallowed by the magic body of the Devouring Sea Demon Lord and was temporarily sealed in his stomach. Lu Yingzhao was left unarmed. He was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even though his domain magic power was still in effect, he was still at the mercy of the two late stage Nascent Soul True Lords!

But when the two of them escaped in front of Lu Yingzhao, they saw that the armored woman in front of them did not show any panic at all. She suddenly opened her mouth slightly, put her right hand into her mouth, and slowly drew out a purple thunder from it.

The burning smell in the air suddenly became strong.

The purple lightning that came out of Lu Yingzhao's mouth twisted and turned, crackling in his hands, and finally turned into a thunder halberd with an ancient shape and shining golden and purple light!

The cloth wrapped around the surface of the black iron broke into pieces, and golden-purple arcs of electricity climbed up her wrist armor like living things.

Several bursts of lightning penetrated through the gaps in the arm guard, leaving winding blood marks on the skin with protruding veins.

Lu Yingzhao slammed the tail of the halberd into the water with his backhand. The lightning fragments floating on the sea surface immediately exploded into layers of halos, illuminating the two demonic shadows that were rushing towards him in every detail.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

True Lord Fenhai and Demon Lord Changyin were both stunned. In their common sense, the reason why the term "pure sword cultivators" had the word "pure" in it was because these sword cultivators never relied on anything other than their own flying swords, and they were all extremely devoted to swords.

Moreover, sword cultivators are known for being able to "break all laws with one sword", so they don't need any other magical weapons or supernatural powers at all. Before this, the young sword immortal Lu had always only used the Xuan Lei magic sword against the enemy, and had no history of using other magical weapons or magic weapons. Naturally, they took it for granted that Lu Yingzhao was a pure sword cultivator who was extremely passionate about the sword.

But the power of the Thunder Halberd in front of him is even greater than that of the Mysterious Thunder Sword. How is this possible?

How could Lu Yingzhao have the spare time to cultivate a treasure that is more powerful than his own flying sword?

unless……

"Lu Yingzhao, you are not a pure swordsman?" Master Fenhai's expression changed drastically.

"Lu is just used to using magic sword to kill enemies. Who told you that I am a pure sword cultivator?"

Lu Yingzhao chuckled, "A cultivator's passion for the sword is ultimately about the person, or the sword? If a sword cultivator loses his natal flying sword, he'll be vulnerable. So, in order to navigate the world, is his reliance on himself, or on that sword?"

"This path, in my opinion, has already led me astray... To me, the sword is merely a convenient weapon, essentially no different from a knife, spear, or halberd. Do you want me to embrace the sword as my fundamental path? What a joke!"

"There are only countless artifacts and laws in this world that honor me, Lu. Which treasure or law is worthy of my reverence?"

Lu Yingzhao held the halberd in one hand, the sharp tip of the halberd, which was gleaming with golden and purple lightning, pointed directly at the two True Lords in front of him, his eyes shrouded in purple aura:

"Even though I have only just begun to glimpse the corner of the Tao and have not yet reached the depths of the immortal path, one day, I will want this heaven and earth..."

"I am the only one!"