Chapter 5467: Fulfillment
“Not all immortal kings or ghost kings can use this method. After each title, the strong person’s understanding of the things that suppress the world will be different, and the emphasis will be different. It will be different.
I have had this feeling many years ago. It is just that the power that can be borrowed by communicating with the things in the world can be large or small. After all, it is an external force, and it is possible. I am cautious about the impact on my own cultivation.
I have always longed for this kind of power, but did not dare to take the crucial step. Dongfang Dansheng, as the most powerful among the dragon clan nowadays. A strong person dares to follow my tactics."
It will take time for the Black Mountain Ghost Lord to increase his momentum, and he knows very well that this cannot be hidden from Lu Xiaotian, who has a sharp gaze. If the opponent takes action, his improvement will soon come to an abrupt end.
"Why don't you dare? I also want to see how far you can improve." Lu Xiaotian looked at the Black Mountain Ghost Lord with a normal expression.
Perhaps this choice will bring him considerable risks, but now that this situation has occurred, it may happen again in the future.
In this case, it is better to understand it now. Simply avoiding it will not solve the problem.
Under the current situation, Lu Xiaotian will not encounter external interference and can carefully observe the improvement process of the Black Mountain Ghost Lord. There may not be such a good opportunity again in the future.
"Haha, good, I am worthy of being the Eastern Alchemy Sage who spans several realms. I am ashamed of myself for such heroic spirit!"
The Black Mountain Ghost Lord laughed loudly, "I have been famous for countless years and killed countless people, but I have never owed anyone a favor.
Now that I am dying, you can give me a chance to surpass myself. Even if it’s just an extremely short process, I will accept this. You have seen the improvement process clearly, and I will not hold back later.”
“Okay!” Lu Xiaotian felt a surge of energy and blood. Powerful and pure fighting spirit emitted invisibly.
The reason why Heishan Guijun agreed to let him complete his promotion was not because he was noble, but because he simply wanted to see his promotion process and strength.
Regardless of Lu Xiaotian’s original intention, Heishan Guijun felt that this was a kind of fulfillment. It was not that important to him whether Lu Xiaotian could see clearly the process of his promotion.
In his current state, he is destined to die. But enemies like Lu Xiaotian don't make him hate him.
“Such a powerful but pure fighting spirit. It is said that those who have cultivated the body of a true dragon have a pure and sincere fighting spirit.
Originally, I didn’t quite believe it. Surviving the pursuit of many powerful enemies in the fairy world must be extremely deep and well-calculated. Otherwise, you will not be able to survive. To this day.
Now I really believe it. With this fighting spirit alone, you are truly worthy of your current reputation.”
Lu Xiaotian did not respond to the old ghost from Heishan. , just watching the opponent's momentum continue to increase, and at the same time, there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
As Heishan Guijun said, he only has pure fighting spirit now. If possible, he would rather those opponents compete fairly and argue with each other, just like before him.
A shadow of a stele fell above the head of the Black Mountain Ghost Lord, as if a world had descended. The shadow of the stele slowly entered from the Tianling Cover of the Black Mountain Ghost Lord.
It looks like just an extremely ordinary thing falling, but there are images inside.
An ignorant boy was playing in the mud with other playmates in the village. At dinner time, like other playmates, he went home and was beaten. After a while, he had to eat with snot in his nose. The second time day, and the cycle starts again on the third day.
The boy lives a carefree life like this. As expected, he will grow up like everyone else and become a strong young man.
Then he goes to the fields to tend crops, goes to the river to catch fish, then finds a woman in the village to get married and have children, and then lets his children repeat his life.
But one day suddenly, beacon smoke ignited outside the mountain village, and a group of cavalry broke through the tranquility of the mountain village, and the place where they saw it turned into blood.
The boy's parents, grandfather, and grandmother were all lying in a pool of blood. His sister was humiliated and died.
The world of fireworks turned into a ghostland, and the boy fell into a pool of blood. Dozens of arrows passed through his body, but the boy's vitality was more vigorous than others.
But this exuberance of life was not what he wanted. He cried, with hatred and helplessness in his eyes, and crawled towards his sister and parents little by little.
The boy thought he would die like this. He wanted to die with his family. The boy ended up lying between his parents, his seriously injured body throbbing.
He wanted to fall asleep quickly, fall asleep with his family, never wake up again, and the nightmare in front of him would disappear.
But the boy found that he couldn't sleep, he was just in such hopeless pain. Until a woman in a green robe with a cold face rode a unicorn. Under the cover of night, the clatter of hooves walked into this broken and burning mountain village.
The woman in green robe is like an orchid in the empty valley, she is just passing by the mountain village. After seeing the boy lying in despair and panic in a pool of blood, he was startled, and the unicorn came to the boy's side psychically.
The boy saw a handsome but cold face. The other party asked him if he wanted to take revenge. The boy was speechless, but he still blinked in response.
He took the pills given by the woman and buried his family members and childhood playmates with his own hands. Then he followed the woman to the foot of a green mountain and to the side of the river.
He practiced in the river, endured the extreme fire and ice inside, and experienced the baptism of the strong winds of heaven and earth in the clouds.
Later, with a sword, he found the cavalry that had bloodbathed the mountain village. The young man slaughtered tens of thousands of cavalry alone, and the blood feud came to an end.
The young man paid homage to his parents and relatives, his hatred was resolved, and he felt a little more melancholy in his heart.
The former mountain village has become desolate, and the human fireworks have faded in my heart unconsciously. Instead, there is a shadow of the mountain in my heart, and that picture that is becoming clearer, colder, and unparalleled in elegance. Face.
Unknowingly, he already had another belonging in his heart. To him, the woman was like a bright moon high in the sky. He wants to spend his life chasing it.
The young man practiced crazily, wandering in the mountains and swamps, fighting with enemies and demons, and training in blood and fire.
Because he knows that women also have powerful enemies. Every once in a while, the woman will disappear for a while, and then return to Qingshan with scars all over her body.
The woman never said another word to him. The young man didn't ask too many questions. In his heart, women were as indestructible as the bright moon in the sky. He looked up at her countless nights but did not dare to get too close.
But one day, a falcon cavalry stepped into the mountains and swamps. When he got the news and rushed back, the mountains and rivers were like the mountain villages of his childhood, turned into scorched earth, and everything he saw was broken. Black Mountain, the bright moon in the sky is like the scattered moonlight in the river, lying at the foot of the green mountain.
The mottled and huge sword ravines on the ground seemed to be cutting into his heart. The boy held the woman in green for the first and only time. The woman's face was as cold as ever, her eyes were dull, but she had lost the breath of life. The young man hugged the woman and cried blood with his eyes. The green mountains lost their color in his eyes, and the place where the three thousand mountains came into view was scorched black. Only the young man's white hair was incompatible with this scorched world.
Shadow of the Monument The images in the video are still going on, and I don’t know when, the young man transformed into a ghost king who is the most powerful in the ghost world
“I have never been to that homeland again, for fear of never being able to I can't bear those heavy memories, but now I suddenly want to go. Sleeping at the foot of the Black Mountain may be my best destination."
The Black Mountain Ghost Lord smiled sadly, "Come on. , use your strongest means, I know you have a Fangtian Painted Halberd, which is your strongest dragon weapon. Let’s see if my sword can break your dragon weapon.”
The Black Mountain Ghost Lord reached out and struck the void, causing wind and thunder to surge between the sky and the earth. Even the frantic space power seemed to calm down at this moment.
The Black Mountain Ghost Lord has a mottled ordinary sword in his hand, just like the one on the back of the young man in the shadow of the monument.
At this moment, the Black Mountain Ghost Lord in front of him had a look of relief in his eyes, caressing the sword in his hand, as if he was looking at a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"What's the name of your knife?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the Black Mountain Ghost Lord. The opponent's knife was still in his hand, but in his eyes, his knife had already been slashed out.
This knife is natural and has no trace to follow, but it is like a wonderful pen that fills up the last regret in the life of Black Mountain Ghost Lord.
Where you come from and where you are going, what the opponent cuts out is the knife, and it is also your destination.
“Everything has changed in the past, but the green mountain in my heart has never faded. The world respects me as the Ghost King of Black Mountain, and feels that I have countless clans under my command and rule countless territories.
actually old The only thing that exists in my husband's heart is the green mountain. This sword has no name. It seems that it must have one, so let's call it "Slaying the Immortals and Demons to See the Green Mountain."
"Good sword, good name." Lu Xiaotian nodded. The shadow of the knife has slowly arrived. The power of this sword has exceeded any time Lu Xiaotian fought with him.
Lu Xiaotian can no longer have any reservations at this time. The opponent has put aside life and death and victory or defeat. At this time, the Black Mountain Ghost King is in his strongest state. If he didn't use Fang Tian Hua Ji, he would not only be defeated, but he might also die.
Clang! The long knife and Fang Tian's painted halberd were intertwined. They didn't have many profound magical powers, just no tricks. The simplest collision was the ultimate use of the mysteries of the law.
The other party has the power from communicating with the Guizang Boundary Monument, and Lu Xiaotian also has the power of a totem blessed by the dragon power of all living beings.
The two of them gave everything they had in this battle. Demon Lord Kongyun, who was watching from a distance, saw the beginning. As a strong man at the level of a demon king, he was also inexplicably impressed by the two strong men in front of him. This is A pure battle without any distracting thoughts.
After arriving, Lord Kong Yunmo could not see what was going on inside at all. The outside was already confused by law fluctuations.
Inside, Lu Xiaotian and Heishan Guijun were still fighting each other hard. Lu Xiaotian felt that it was somewhat similar to the fight with the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Lord.
Every strong person has his own unique way of cultivation, but most of them have amazing talents after putting aside death and all entanglements of interests.
This is the case with the Black Mountain Ghost Lord in front of him. He forcibly merged with the power of the Onizang Boundary Monument, and there was nothing wrong with it.
The boundless ghost energy once suppressed Lu Xiaotian. The advantage he occupies is getting bigger and bigger. As a strong man of the Dragon Clan, Lu Xiaotian is almost unable to hold on even with the power of the Dragon Clan totem.
However, the blood law once again brought surprises to Lu Xiaotian. Under this extreme pressure, the potential of the blood law was completely squeezed out. When Lu Xiaotian felt that he could no longer hold on, he finally managed to hold on.
Lu Xiaotian survived the biggest difficulty, and the momentum of the Black Mountain Ghost Lord began to decline.
Buzz! I don’t know how many times he fought, but after the last fierce fight, Lu Xiaotian retreated, and Fang Tian’s halberd turned into a green dragon. The green dragon made a desolate roar, as if saying goodbye to an opponent.
Heishan Guijun put away his sword and stood up, stroking his long sword cherishedly.
Lu Xiaotian stood with his hands tied, quietly watching the other party wiping the long knife, until finally the other party's figure became fainter and fainter. This battle, the Black Mountain Ghost Lord, had exhausted all his original energy. Lu Xiaotian also consumed a lot of dragon totem power.
"Thank you!" Black Mountain Ghost Lord said lightly before completely dissipating.
Lu Xiaotian didn’t say anything, and didn’t know what to say. No matter how deceitful the previous battles were, the performance of the Black Mountain Ghost King in this battle was enough to win his respect.
"You have killed another strong man at the Ghost Lord level." Demon Lord Kongyun had complicated eyes, and at the same time he looked at Lu Xiaotian with a little more respect.
"I did not kill the Black Mountain Ghost Lord, but he exhausted all his strength. Forcibly communicating with the Ghost Treasure Boundary Monument, at the cost of burning himself, just like the original Thunder Hidden Dragon Lord." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
“Let’s go find the remaining Geng Demon God Needle.” Demon Lord Kongyun did not dwell on this topic.
“Let’s go.”
“Aren’t you looking for the last Geng Demon God Needle?” Demon Lord Kongyun was stunned.
"Demon God Geng is not that important to me anymore. If you can find it, I will give it to you." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Since it's not that important to you, why not give me the ones you have in your hand, or I can exchange them for something." Demon Lord Kongyun's eyes lit up.
“I just said that the one that has not been taken back is not that important to me. The remaining four are still of some use.
And with your strength, you can’t control one now. Geng Demon God Needle, go find the one you need first. If you feel that you are strong enough, you can come to me. If I am still alive, there is no harm in giving it to you." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
"Thank you. If this day comes, I will go find you." Demon Lord Kongyun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect such a reply, but this kind of reply was not bad for him.
After saying this, Demon Lord Kongyun didn't stop at all, and his body disappeared into the void with a few flashes of light.
Lu Xiaotian stood still in his original position, carefully comprehending the entire process of the Black Mountain Ghost King's fight.
The life-and-death fight with the Black Mountain Ghost Lord touched him no less than any previous battle, including the one with the Golden Shadow Ancestor Demon.
Black Mountain Oni-kun showed the entire process of integrating the power of the Onizo Boundary Monument in front of him without reservation.
That kind of control and application of the law, and the powerful fluctuations of the law, made his understanding of the phantom of the Onizo Boundary Monument rise to a new level. Recalling the fight with the Mingxing Immortal Lord and the Yuzhang Demon Lord, he was indescribable. I have seen the Shimo Sword and the Phantom of the Creation Jade Disk.
From a cultivation point of view, this trip was worthwhile, but Lu Xiaotian felt no joy at all.