tune into god

When the man with the scar was restraining Lu Qinglie, he didn't leave immediately. It was because his self-sufficiency was strong enough to despise everyone present, and he could also practice and examine Lu Qinglie's character, so he stayed in the lobby of the Lu family.

It's not bad to have some fun for himself, and he really doesn't mind slaughtering the Lu family, after all, what a demon cultivator pays attention to is doing whatever he wants.It is even more reassuring to have no worries about the future. To cut grass, you must get rid of the roots!

It's just that I didn't expect that the Lu family could actually have people who broke through the innate stage.When the man with the scar saw Lu Cangsheng showing his golden long sword, what he said that would allow him to escape was insincere. Being targeted by a congenital sect is absolutely uncomfortable.If Lu Cangsheng backed off and ran away, the man with the scar would immediately wash the Lu family with blood, and then catch up with him without fail, so as to avoid future troubles.

Unexpectedly, his wishful thinking failed again.

The man with the scar sneered. This time, he did not ignore the golden sword in Lu Cangsheng's hand, but threw Lu Qinglie, who was in the way, into the corner of the wall. At the same time, around Lu Qinglie's body, the ground automatically raised up, forming a dungeon .Although this dungeon is not considered strong, it shows the attitude of the man with the scar.

This is the person he wants to take away, and no one is allowed to touch him.

Lu Qinglie endured the pain of falling to the ground and stood up. He found that the dungeon in front of him was as high as his shoulders. It was covered with tiny spikes and was as hard as a rock. He had no way to use his strength to climb out, even with a knife. There is no way to carve marks on it, let alone break it into pieces.

However, Lu Qinglie was not too worried, but looked at Lu Cangsheng who was standing with a sword in the lobby with admiration.The golden long sword transformed with true energy exuded an indomitable and mighty momentum, making one's heart chill.When Lu Qinglie saw Lu Cangsheng's gifted imperial form at this time, he felt the same admiration as he saw the flame in Lu Qingyang's left hand that day, and couldn't help being startled.

This is the coercion that a person with a low cultivation level will receive when facing someone who is absolutely higher than his cultivation level.

Could it be that my younger brother's talent, Yuxing, is actually real?

Here Lu Cangsheng has already started to fight with the man with the scar. The man with the scar has already revealed his natural skill is the soil system. In front of the gold system that is purely offensive, the defensive ability of the soil system is more and more prominent.

Thick and solid earth shields appeared one after another around the scarred man's body. Lu Cangsheng swung the golden long sword and chopped.The long sword transformed into thousands of golden shadows, remaining as a radiant golden ball of light in everyone's eyes.

Lu Juntian had already quickly evacuated those disciples of the outer sect with very low cultivation, leaving only five or six people around the lobby, and they all put up their postures.But looking at the battle situation in front of them, they were all horrified.In the battle between the Xiantian sects, as expected, other people can't help at all, and they can't even intervene.

Lu Cangsheng was the main attacker, fighting vigorously, his fighting spirit was strong, each sword was fiercer than the next, and the angle became more and more tricky, but his expression was still calm and calm, making it difficult to see the depth.

Under his attack, the man with the scar could only continuously build up earth shields for defense, but he didn't feel at a disadvantage in the slightest. It made people feel like a mountain that could never be overcome.

One side is purely attacking and the other is purely defending. It seems that they are evenly matched, and it is impossible to tell the winner, but Lu Cangsheng knows that he is already completely at a disadvantage.

Judging from the opponent's easy-going attitude, it is impossible for the opponent's innate skills to have only a single element, so a surprise blow can completely defeat him.

This is the weakness of the single-line innate skills on foundation building.If it is in the Qi refining stage, naturally the more single-element skills the better, it can save a lot of time, but after being promoted to Foundation Establishment, due to the limitation of skills, the attack method is single. When encountering dual-element talent skills of the same level, will become passive.

The golden long sword in Lu Cangsheng's hand shook, and he pulled a sword flower, and then the golden long sword completely disappeared into the air, replaced by eight golden knives, stabbing the scarred man in the air from all directions.

The man with the scar snorted coldly, and a wall of earth rose around his body, firmly protecting his body within it.

Although Lu Cangsheng's long sword turned into eight small knives, and the attack power also differentiated accordingly, but the earth shield of the man with the scar also turned into an earth wall, and at the same time, his defense power dropped, which was evenly matched.It's just that the expression of the man with the scar changed after the knife pierced the earth wall.

Because the eight small knives are not evenly distributed attack power, some are strong and some are weak.In contrast, the earthen walls transformed by his zhenqi were evenly distributed, some knives would not even leave traces, but some knives had pierced deeply.

To make matters worse, there were no eight small knives at all, only seven.

A cracking sound came from not far away, and the man with the scar woke up to the fact that the other party had confused him with this behavior, so he secretly left a small knife to rescue Lu Qinglie who was trapped in the corner.

Lu Qinglie was pleasantly surprised to see that the very solid dungeon in front of him was stabbed to pieces by Lu Cangsheng's flying knife. Looking at the shining golden knife light from a close distance, he couldn't help but feel his heart shake.

Lu Juntian knew what Lu Cangsheng meant, and quickly dragged Lu Qinglie out of the dungeon with a hole in it.He already understood that all of them present were dragged down by Lu Cangsheng, so he had just ordered the remaining inner disciples to retreat in batches, and he was the only one who stayed here, waiting for an opportunity to rescue Lu Qinglie.

Lu Qinglie hugged his father's neck tightly. He had never felt so weak before, and he hated why he was so weak.

"Hey, let's go now." Lu Juntian comforted softly.

"Hmm..." In his father's strong and warm arms, the tears that Lu Qinglie had been holding back desperately flowed down his face.

For a long time, his father never hugged him again.

He resented his younger brother, not only for killing his mother, but also for killing that loving father.

Since his mother died, his father never showed a smile, let alone paid attention to him again.

The father always cared about the talented elder brother that day, and always paid attention to the useless younger brother, but never paid him a second glance.

He will never be able to compare with his elder brother in cultivation, so he never practiced again, hoping that his self-sacrifice and depravity can be exchanged for a little attention from his father, even if it is scolding.

But my father never noticed.

Even when he failed to break through the third level of Qi refining at the age of ten and was assigned to the outer sect, it was only a sigh from his father.

Other than that, nothing.

He thought that he was nothing in his father's heart.

But unexpectedly, his father still cared about him...

Lu Qinglie tightened his arms, making up his mind to be his father's good son in the future.Lu Qinglie wiped away the tears on Lu Juntian's shoulders, raised his head again, and just when he was about to urge his father to leave quickly, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

From his father's shoulder, he actually saw a gray human figure whose face could not be seen clearly appearing behind Lu Juntian, and the outstretched arm was penetrating Lu Juntian's back.Then, under Lu Qinglie's terrified eyes, he unceremoniously took out a ball of white stuff from Lu Juntian's body, and put it into his mouth.

The gray figure trembled immediately, and it was a little clearer than before.

The arrogant laugh of the man with the scar immediately came out: "Haha! I have reached the 1th soul, and my ghost slave has finally been upgraded to a ghost general!"

soul!Lu Qinglie pushed Lu Juntian's motionless body in a panic, and fell from his father's arms to the ground very easily.

"Father! Father!" Lu Qinglie panicked and crawled towards the limp Lu Juntian, only to find that Lu Juntian had closed his eyes forever.

This time, it was really impossible to answer his call anymore.