, Emperor Qin of the Qin dynasty massacred hundreds of thousands of elite Zhao troops in the Qinling Mountains. This led to a significant loss of Zhao clan's magical arts, and the Seven Mirrors of Ill...The one-eyed, three-armed demon was currently on the ground, hundreds of meters away from where they were fighting. His control over his spirit had already been weakened, and now under the pull of the black vortex, that already fragile control became even more vulnerable. Even the most powerful force needs to be controlled by divine consciousness; otherwise, it's like a wild bull without direction. The demon blade and claws before him were in this state. Lu Xiaoteng wasn't trying to destroy them, but to sever the already fragile connection between these demonic objects and the old demon. Once severed, the old demon's strength would also be greatly diminished.
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"Boy, you dare!" The one-eyed three-armed demon sensed Lu Xia Tian's movements and his eyes were about to split.
Lu Xia Tian ignored Lao Mo's threats. Now, he and Zuo were trapped in the vortex and their fate was uncertain. It would be best to inflict pain on Lao Mo before they fell into the vortex. Lu Xia Tian would naturally be very happy about that.
The vortex spread wider and wider, and the magic blade and claws struggled hard to retreat. Although their speed was slow, they managed to pull back a little. But under Lu Xia Tian's forceful tugging, the precarious balance that had been maintained before was instantly shattered.
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Suddenly, the Demon Blade and Demon Claw were instantly swallowed by the vortex, disappearing without a trace.
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The one-eyed, three-armed demon on the ground had vanished into the vortex. Precisely speaking, its claw had disappeared after the vortex, and this fellow had become a true two-armed demon. At this time, the old demon let out a long howl towards the sky, raising his arms high. The demonic energy above them fluctuated, transforming into two black demonic clouds. With a heavy punch, he smashed it into the ground. Two massive shockwaves were formed and reached in front of Lu Xia Tian and Xueyu Yalu in the blink of an eye.
Originally, Lu Xia Tian and the Snow Domain Demon Stag were still struggling to resist the pull of the black vortex. Suddenly struck by the enraged old demon's attack, they were like claws and blades descending upon the vortex's center. They lost their balance, becoming weightless feathers carried by the current within the whirlpool.
Lu Xia Tian was using his divine sense to continuously probe the environment around the vortex, when suddenly he felt a pair of soft, boneless arms wrap around his neck.
Xiang Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, which had been filled with spirit and courage, were now softened by affection as she gazed intently at Lu Xiaoteng. This slightly thin man, whose will was as firm as a rock and whose occasional calmness was laced with cunning, had never abandoned her in any danger. From their first awkward encounter to the time he saw her body and angered her, then to their clash in the Black Prison, they had gone from animosity to understanding. Their chance meeting in an ancient tomb led them through perilous situations, transforming their temporary cooperation into a bond forged in silence.
Inside the Stone Demon Cave, when I was seriously injured, my reliance on this person, and then later being taken away by the Golden Silk Wolf Spider. It was this man who fought the Golden Silk Wolf Spider back and forth, tracking all the way to its lair to save me.
Later, back in Xiangdu, he was also in the Lingwu Mountains. He single-handedly resisted a group of powerful elders from the Yuan Lao Courtyard, including Xiang Nanming, protecting her breakthrough to the realm of Great Cultivator. But such a person who stood before her like an unyielding pillar would also have the audacity to sneakily steal her sword case and Shui Lingjian when she wasn't looking. He would also weep in pain under the moonlight when the elf-like Luo Qing fell. These images overlapped in Xiang Qingcheng's eyes, and the man with silver hair before her, slightly thinner, but incredibly solid when hugged, came to life vividly.
Though caught in this black vortex where life and death hung precariously, the two bodies were swept along by the current. Yet, Xiang Qingcheng found that the unknown dangers no longer seemed frightening. She even secretly felt gratitude for these inexplicable perils, as they allowed her to coexist with Lu Xiaoxian in such a way.
Lu Xia Tian's body stiffened inexplicably. He could feel that Xiang Qing Cheng before him seemed different from before.
“In the East, when you faced the Three-Armed Demon with One Eye before and that sword came at you, I thought you wouldn't be able to block it. In fact, I could have blocked it for you as well.” Xiang Qingcheng placed both hands on Lu Xiaoteng's cheeks, looking straight into his eyes. Her slightly pale face in this black, hazy vortex held a hint of firmness, and it also radiated an astonishing beauty.
"Luo Qing knew what she wanted, and by then I had already known what I wanted as well." Xiang Qingcheng's beautiful eyes shone brightly as they stared into Lu Xiaottian's.
The two of them floated aimlessly in the endless darkness of the vortex, without direction. Lu Xiaotian looked at Xiang Qingcheng's slightly raised face and was momentarily stunned. He understood Xiang Qingcheng's feelings, and had been pretending to be oblivious all along. He just didn't expect Xiang Qingcheng to break through this layer of pretense now.
“I know that Lu Qing has become a knot in your heart, and maybe it's not appropriate for me to say these things to you now. It’s just that if I don’t say them now, I don’t know if I’ll ever have another chance.” Xiang Tingcheng saw Lu Xiaotien’s stunned face light up with a smile, thinking he didn’t know how to respond to her.
Just a moment, and Jingcheng's pupils dilated. Her full red lips parted slightly, her waist tightened, and when she felt completely pressed against Lixiaotian's strong arms, a thick masculine scent hit her face, and she realized her lips were already being covered by him.
xiang qingcheng's body stiffened, then came to her senses from the sudden change. A wave of sweet joy surged up from her heart. Her delicate and supple body pressed tightly against lu xiaoxiaotian. She embraced lu xiaoxiaotian's neck, passionately responding to him.
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Thus, the two clung together in the vortex, drifting east and west.
Suddenly, a tidal sound rang out. Lu Xia Tian and Xiang Qing Cheng looked down, only to see the black water receding. A strange stone palace, although jagged, was revealed in its majesty. The palace was flanked by a vast square, spanning hundreds of miles, paved with bluestone bricks. No one knows what this palace was built for, but at the main entrance, three twisted black beams of light crisscrossed in the air.
It is precisely the three ancient characters "Bachi Hall".
And behind that main gate, there were eight subsidiary gates. One blazed with golden light, another was verdant and teeming with life, while yet another crackled with lightning or howled with gale-force winds. But the eight forces forming these gates seemed not yet fully consolidated; the chaotic power within sent even Lu Xia Tian's heart pounding.
"This is the Baqi Hall, a secret place of the Qin clan!" Xiang Qincheng held Lu Xia Tian's hand, her eyes full of astonishment.
“Good, it's the Pavilion of Eight Wonders. I didn't expect the two of you outsiders to break in here.” A voice like cracking pottery suddenly rose. The leader was three ghost-faced men in black, along with two men and three women. Each person's aura reached the level of a true intent cultivator.
“The Qin Clan's foundation is indeed extraordinary. After countless eras, they still possess such a formidable lineup. Aside from the Qin Clan, I fear there is no other force in this world that can boast so many cultivators who have grasped the true meaning.”
Lu XiaTian glanced at the eight people in front of him. This was before Jin Zhen Dao Ren and Lian Lao, who had fought Lu XiaTian before, appeared. Perhaps Jin Zhen Dao Ren and Lian Lao were both injured and unable to come to the Eight Qi Hall to obtain the Eight Qi Seal.
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"To have the leisure to speak such things, doesn't he know his time is running out" The ghost-faced man in black robes, Fu Cheng, coldly looked at Lu Xiaodao.
(San Qi Chinese)rtifacts from them nearly suffocated her with pressure. 。If its master were by its side, its cultivation level would reach unimaginable heights. This is definitely not something an eleventh-order demo...