Everyone was stunned!
Lu Xuan is too relaxed and too casual!
He almost walked up to Devil May Cry King and slapped him in the face.
The eerie ghostly aura surrounding the Devil May Cry King, when it touched Lu Xuan, was like spring snow encountering the scorching sun, and it instantly vanished into thin air.
It wasn't even able to stop Lu Xuan's progress.
Totally restrained!
"This is too horrible! This slap will drive the Devil May Cry King crazy!"
At this time, someone shouted.
Sure enough, the Devil May Cry King opposite Lu Xuan was stunned by the beating, and then his eyes turned red and he was furious.
"boom!"
In an instant, endless ghost energy was released, almost turning into eerie ghost energy around him.
"How dare you hit me! How dare you hit me!"
The voice of Devil May Cry King became louder and louder, and in the end it sounded like a ghost's cry.
Lu Xuan looked at the Devil May Cry King in front of him, and then slapped him.
“Bang!”
Devil May Cry King was slapped and flew away again, and another slap hit the same slap mark on Devil May Cry King's face, exactly the same.
"What's wrong with hitting you!" Lu Xuan said calmly. "Do you really think you are the high and mighty ancestor?"
Lu Xuan grinned, as if he didn't take Devil May Cry King seriously.
The Devil May Cry King was stunned. It would have been okay the first time, as he was completely unprepared at that time, but now he was actually slapped by Lu Xuan. It was simply too much.
The remaining ancestors, Divine Sword and Zhang Cheng, were also stunned.
"It's the Qi and blood. The Qi and blood are too strong!"
The ancestor of the Divine Sword finally realized something. He finally understood why King Devil Cry was slapped twice in the face by Lu Xuan without any chance of fighting back.
The Devil May Cry King has met his nemesis.
"It is rumored that the Qi and blood of martial artists are extremely powerful. In myths and legends, there are even records of Qi and blood being like the ocean, drowning the planet. I have never seen it before. I didn't expect to see a powerful martial artist at this time!"
The Divine Sword Patriarch had a solemn expression on his face. He recalled a record in a notebook he had read when he was young, but that was something that was recorded by a senior from the Divine Sword Villa a long, long time ago.
In fact, he only regarded this kind of thing as a myth. Even with his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he could not have such a vast ocean of blood and energy that could submerge a planet. What kind of monster was that
It can only be regarded as a myth!
And since then he has never seen a truly powerful martial artist. He is a sword cultivator, which is actually a branch of martial arts to some extent.
However, sword cultivators place all their skills on a sword, constantly tempering it, and can even take someone's head from thousands of miles away.
Of course, he couldn't achieve this level with his skills, and for him at the moment, it was also a myth.
That was an exaggeration by mortals because they did not understand. However, for him, it was a fact that he could chop off a person's head with one sword at a distance of dozens or hundreds of miles.
Even when he was still on Earth, when he came down the mountain, he was considered by those ignorant mortals to be a first-class figure like the Zhongnan Sword Immortal.
He himself had never seen a martial artist who was truly that powerful, at least, but now he had seen one.
That kind of powerful martial arts is not only difficult to practice, but also has very high requirements on physical fitness. An ordinary person's body cannot accommodate such terrifying qi and blood, and would have been exploded long ago.
Even with his current cultivation level, if he wanted to contain the terrifying energy and blood displayed by Lu Xuan, he would be blown up. It would make no difference.
"So it's because of the strong Qi and blood. No wonder. According to rumors, a person's strong Qi and blood is the biggest nemesis of ghosts and monsters!"
Patriarch Zhang Cheng seemed to suddenly understand why Lu Xuan was so powerful.
With Devil May Cry King's cultivation level, the blood and qi of ordinary people are a great tonic for him, but Lu Xuan's blood and qi are too strong, just like a bright sun in the dark night. Any ghost that comes near Lu Xuan is seeking death, just like being burned to death by the sun in broad daylight.
It's like when ordinary people walk on the road at night, those with weak constitutions and poor blood circulation will often encounter a lot of dirty things, while those young people with strong bodies can travel safely all the way.
However, after knowing why Lu Xuan was able to restrain Devil May Cry King, the stiff expression on his face relaxed instead.
After all, the unknown is the most terrifying. Now that you know it, it is actually not that scary. After all, he is not the Devil May Cry King, who specializes in ghost arts and will not be restrained by Lu Xuan's powerful blood.
After hearing the explanations of the two ancestors, all the masters suddenly realized that they had met their nemesis. However, they were still shocked in their hearts because they had never seen ordinary warriors who could practice to this level.
At this time, the masters of the Ghost Gate Sect did not dare to look directly at Lu Xuan. It was as if they were looking directly at the sun, as if they had encountered a terrible nemesis.
Just by watching from afar, one could feel that the ghost energy in his body was suppressed. One can imagine what kind of pressure King Devil May Cry was under at this moment.
However, there was nothing they could do to help.
"Roar!"
The Devil May Cry King let out a shrill ghost cry, and the sound pierced through the clouds in the sky.
"Ten thousand ghosts devour the sky!"
Devil May Cry King finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and countless ghost energy was released from his body. Behind him, a ghost king with a gigantic stature emerged. He was going to fight to the death.
Being forced to this point by Lu Xuan, he also realized that his ghost path was restrained and suppressed by Lu Xuan's terrifying blood and energy.
Ordinary tricks were of no use to Lu Xuan at all, just like the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons. In the end, they were like the first snow meeting the scorching sun and were completely melted away.
He also tried his best and used all his hidden skills.
The gigantic Ghost King was formed by the spirit of King Devil Cry. As soon as he appeared, everyone on the Sanxian Mountain felt it. Even the crowd watching at the foot of the mountain felt that the air suddenly became several degrees colder.
Not to mention the people at the Three Immortals Conference, they immediately felt an eerie aura around them, as if thousands of ghosts were howling.
The shrill voice shook the earth!
Immediately afterwards, above the sky, in the endless dark wind, countless evil spirits gathered together with roars, and in an instant, they swept towards Lu Xuan like a storm.
The scene was so densely packed and endless that it was enough to make anyone despair at the sight of it.
But in just a moment, Lu Xuan was completely submerged and disappeared.
(End of this chapter)