Mythical Cultivation

So, the Sky-Splitting Beast targeted the monks and miners who were mining ore.

It tried to use this method to scare away those humans who dared to dig out its nest.

However, things went against their wishes and the Sky-Splitting Beast's attempt did not succeed.

Its actions not only failed to drive these humans away, but instead attracted even more powerful humans.

After all, the strength of the Sky-Splitting Beast itself is just this.

It was just a monster that had just entered the foundation-building stage. Although its body was thick and tough, it was still clearly at a disadvantage when facing Liu Qingquan, who was in the middle stage of foundation-building.

Liu Qingquan displayed the Qingyun Sect's unique skill - the sword light splitting technique.

The flying sword in his hand instantly turned into hundreds of sword lights, crossing the sky like a meteor, and accurately hit the body of the Sky-Splitting Beast.

Each sword light contained enormous power, leaving deep scars on the Sky-Splitting Beast's body that were visible to the bone.

These scars not only caused the Sky-Splitting Beast unbearable pain, but also brought its anger to its peak.

It began to become more and more violent, roaring constantly and launching more fierce attacks on Liu Qingquan.

Just when Liu Qingquan was fighting fiercely with the Sky-Splitting Beast, Wu Ming arrived at the scene quietly.

His appearance did not attract the attention of Liu Qingquan and Liekong Beast who were fighting fiercely. It was as if he was just a bystander, quietly observing this thrilling battle.

This was exactly the perfect opportunity that Wu Ming had been waiting for, so he did not rush to take action. Instead, he chose to silently observe the fierce battle between Liu Qingquan and the Sky-Splitting Beast.

Wu Ming knew very well that if he acted rashly at this time, although Liu Qingquan might suffer some harm, doing so would not fully achieve his desired goal.

What Wu Ming really wanted was to get rid of the big trouble Liu Qingquan once and for all and completely eradicate this cancer from the root.

Therefore, he had to keep calm and wait patiently for the best opportunity to appear, and then kill Liu Qingquan in one fell swoop.

Just as Wu Ming was thinking, the situation on the field had changed.

Under Liu Qingquan's fierce attack, the Sky-Splitting Beast gradually fell into a disadvantage and began to retreat.

At this moment, the Sky-Splitting Beast had only one thought in its mind, which was to escape from the place where it had lived for many years as soon as possible and find a safe corner to lick its wounds silently.

As for thoughts of revenge, it had long since forgotten them.

However, Liu Qingquan did not intend to let the Sky-Splitting Beast go easily.

He quickly made hand gestures and muttered something. As he cast the spell, countless thick vines suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly wrapped around the body of the Sky-Splitting Beast like poisonous snakes, preventing it from moving forward even half a step.

At the same time, Liu Qingquan's flying sword continued to slash at the Sky-Splitting Beast from all directions like raindrops, not giving it any chance to breathe.

Under Liu Qingquan's series of fierce attacks, the Sky-Splitting Beast finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground with a bang, falling on the path it was trying to escape.

As Liu Qingquan watched the Sky-Splitting Beast fall down, the tension in his heart finally relaxed a little.

In fact, as early as the first moment when he started fighting with the Sky-Splitting Beast, he had already tested the true strength of the Sky-Splitting Beast through fighting.

He knew very well that with his current strength, this Sky-Splitting Beast was definitely no match for him.

Therefore, when the Sky-Splitting Beast finally died under his sword, he was not surprised at all.

Seeing the Sky-Splitting Beast fall to the ground, Liu Qingquan quickly recalled the flying sword and held it tightly in his hand.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he arrived next to the corpse of the Sky-Splitting Beast, ready to take the spoils of this powerful monster for himself.

However, just as he bent down to clean up the body of the Sky-Splitting Beast, a cold light suddenly flashed from behind him and rushed towards him like lightning!

This cold light was exactly the flying sword released by Wu Ming, who had been lurking in the dark and waiting for a long time!

The moment Liu Qingquan leaned over, his spiritual consciousness suddenly became like a lit powder keg, frantically issuing warnings to him.

This sudden warning sign made Liu Qingquan's heart tighten suddenly. He didn't have time to think about it. The flying sword in his hand seemed to have come to life and spun rapidly, accurately blocking the flying sword attacking from behind.

At this thrilling moment, Liu Qingquan finally saw the enemy hiding in the dark.

This is a monk wrapped in black clothes and black mask. His figure is like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp.

Liu Qingquan was secretly shocked. He never expected that such a powerful enemy was hiding in this seemingly deserted place.

He thought he had successfully blocked the sudden attack and was about to reveal his identity and ask who the other party was.

However, unexpectedly, Wu Ming's attack did not stop there.

Just when Liu Qingquan thought his attack was over, he saw his feet suddenly move slightly, as if something was breaking out of the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red whip shot out from the ground like lightning and wrapped around Liu Qingquan's left leg in the blink of an eye.

The long whip was bright blood red in color, with a faint cold glow on it, which looked very strange.

"It turned out to be a cultivator from the Blood Demon Sect?"

The moment Liu Qingquan saw the bloody whip, his heart was shocked and he screamed in surprise.

He was no stranger to the cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect and was well aware of the power of the Blood-Crying Whip they used.

While Liu Qingquan was surprised, he mobilized the true energy in his body without hesitation, trying to shake off the blood-colored whip.

After all, being entangled by the Blood-Crying Whip is no trivial matter. If you don't break free in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, the Blood-Weeping Whip was already tightly wrapped around Liu Qingquan's left leg, like a thorny vine, clinging tightly to his leg. No matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of it.

Not only that, the Blood-Crying Whip also began to suck Liu Qingquan's blood frantically.

The originally bright blood red color became even more intense, as if devouring Liu Qingquan's vitality.

Liu Qingquan saw the Blood-Weeping Whip tightly wrapped around him like a thorn in his flesh, and the panic in his heart became more and more intense.

The notoriety of the Blood-Crying Whip was well-known, and he knew very well how powerful this whip was.

Although he tried his best to break free from the Blood Whip, it was all in vain.

At this critical moment, a hint of determination flashed in Liu Qingquan's eyes.

In an instant, a huge fireball emerged from his hand, burning with raging flames, as if it was going to devour everything around it.

Liu Qingquan didn't hesitate to throw the fireball hard at his left leg. The moment the fireball hit his body, there was a dull thud.