The scumbag brother is finally accepted

With the sound of shouting, Lu Qingyuan's figure was as fast as a flying shuttle, and his long sword drank blood, approaching Hanlong.Demonic energy filled the air, Hanlong was defeated step by step in the face of powerful enemies.Lu Qingyuan's sword shifted, disintegrating the opponent's retreat, the bewitching red pupils, and the eyes of immortality locked the dragon's horns in front of the cold dragon's forehead.While the figures intertwined, the battlefield teleported for several miles, and Hanlong retreated to advance, trying to kill his way out and fight for a chance of survival.

Lu Qingyuan flicked his wrist lightly, and shot out sideways.Seeing the critical situation, Hanlong risked his life and used his kung fu to resist the murderous aura attacking him.Immediately, the dragon screamed, the wind and the cloud surged, the cold light all over the cold dragon was dazzling, the blood-colored vines at the tip of the dragon's horn snaked deeper and deeper, when the cold dragon endured the injury to improve his luck, a strange spell hung on the dragon's horn, looming, the blood-colored vines Gradually taking shape, an imprint similar to the death mark emerged.

At this moment, Lu Qingyuan turned around to gather his energy, the shadow of the sword whirled, and he raised the sword in his hand and fell, cutting off a dragon horn of Hanlong.Immediately, blood spattered in mid-air, scarlet blood splashed on Lu Qingyuan's face and neck.

I saw the blood on the exposed skin evaporate quickly, but the blood from the dragon horns around the neck was absorbed by the skin, and gradually merged with the death mark. The strange mantras faintly shone with golden light, wrapping around Lu Qingyuan's neck layer by layer like iron chains. The entanglement of India and India gradually merged into one.

Lu Qingyuan felt the change of the death mark on his neck, and there seemed to be an uncontrollable force pouring into his body, rampaging through his body like a mad beast.The blood color of the death mark became thicker and thicker, and the evil spirit shrouded it. The blood color in the pupils gradually gathered into the shape of a long sword.

Spiritual illusion, Lu Qingyuan seemed unable to move and froze in place, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the whole person fell into the void.

Lu Qingyuan was in the darkness, and the surroundings were dark and dark. Suddenly, rocks rolled down, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and a black shadow slowly rose and took shape.The long black hair spread all over the floor, and the black robe dragged the floor. Even without gold and silver on his body, he could still tell that the black figure in front of him had an extraordinary identity.

The black shadow turned its back to Lu Qingyuan, and at the foot of the shadow was a bottomless cold pool, surrounded by air-conditioning, and bloody bats flew past Lu Qingyuan's head quickly, horrifyingly calling for the cool wind to hit him.

The blood bat landed on the shoulder of the black shadow, its eyes flashed with dazzling red light, and there was also a ferocious blood mark on its forehead. The lines under its wings were also scarlet and dazzling. It flapped its wings twice and grinned at Lu Qingyuan, revealing its ferocious teeth, as if warning Lu Qingyuan can't get close, or it may be a sign of eating.

It was not the first time Lu Qingyuan had seen blood bats, but this one was completely different from the ones he had seen in the past.Murderous, violent, vicious...all the words he can think of about demons are not exaggerated when used on this beast.

Seeing Lu Qingyuan restless, the blood bat kept flapping its wings, the blood in its eyes became more intense, and its cry became more and more frightening.Staring at Lu Qingyuan's ready attitude towards others, it seemed that he would rush up to bite and devour him the next moment.

"Shh."

The black shadow stood with his hands behind his back, and spoke calmly, while the blood bat quickly and quietly restrained his edge, and stood on his shoulders, waiting for his master's order.The sound and shadow hit his heart, Lu Qingyuan felt that his heart was suddenly entangled by vines, and he felt inexplicable palpitations.

The black shadow turned around slowly, Lu Qingyuan took a closer look, a pair of phoenix eyes condescendingly looked down at him, the eyes were as sharp as knives, no need for a single word, just lightly raised eyebrows, and the phoenix eyes swept slightly to make people The opponent disarmed and surrendered, trembling all over.A pair of blood pupils are as dazzling as the scorching sun, and they are also as delicate and beautiful as red flowers blooming in summer.In the blink of an eye, it's like a sword hiding a knife in a smile.

When the man gradually turned around, Lu Qingyuan was taken aback for a moment, the face that gradually became clear in front of him was exactly the same as his own, and the two looked at each other like a mirror.

The vitality in Lu Qingyuan's body fluttered, as if being affected by the person in front of him, his heart ached, and the death mark grew wildly on his neck.An inexplicable resistance grew in his heart, Lu Qingyuan grasped the sharp sword tightly, and slashed at the shadow.

The black shadow dissipated immediately, and the blood bat flapped its wings and called Gao Fei.In the deep cave, black mist rose suddenly, and the ground was cold, and the fog became thicker.Lu Qingyuan stood alone on the spot, when a strange voice suddenly came from behind him, with a confident tone and the air of a king, calmly said:

"This seat looks forward to your return."

Hearing the sound, Lu Qingyuan turned around quickly, and there was no one behind him. The cold pool just now shifted behind him at some point, and there was also a sword above the cold pool at some point.

The sword was hidden in the black mist, shrouded in an oppressive evil spirit, and the thick fog still couldn't hide the flickering red light of the sword.Lu Qingyuan couldn't see the shape of the sword clearly, so he stepped forward cautiously, reaching out to grab the sword.

However, before it got close to the blade, a violent storm suddenly blew up, and the black mist was messy.Lu Qingyuan couldn't open his eyes, the wind rang in his ears, the atmosphere in the cave changed suddenly, and the scene in front of him changed again.When Lu Qingyuan opened his eyes, he saw scars and scars all over his face, and there were corpses at his feet. The bones were piled up like a mountain, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of iron rust, and blood was floating.The ferocious blood bats flew over the corpse in groups at this time, their horrific cries were like the laughter of a devil.

Lu Qingyuan looked around, seeing not only corpses all over the ground, but also living people fleeing desperately crying.Suddenly a red light flashed, and the head fell to the ground.A long sword hangs in the air, the blade is still hidden in the black mist, and its shape cannot be seen clearly.

The cold wind howled violently, the sword shadow picked up the wind, shuttled back and forth, and countless heads fell to different places.The sword shadow radiated like a blood-red ray, but he didn't know whether the blood stained the sword red or the sword illuminated the blood.

Lu Qingyuan looked up at the long sword standing in the air, if the sword had eyes, it was fixed on looking up at the mortals who were kneeling and begging for mercy.Just like that, Lu Qingyuan suddenly remembered those eyes just now.

Just like those bloody red pupils that make people tremble and resist.

The long sword hangs in the air, the blade shakes slightly, and the black mist around him floats away.The staring posture was exactly the same as that person, as if those who begged for mercy on the ground were like ants in his eyes and could trample at will.

A sudden red light opened the way, and the long sword whizzed towards them, strangled the crowd around them, blood spattered in the air, and bones flew around.There were wreckage all over the ground, and rivers of blood flowed, and there was not a single intact body to be found.

Howling and crying were intertwined.The blood bat screamed in horror, and the long sword screamed, as if celebrating this feast.Thousands of people shouted, cried for help, cried, laughed, and wailed, all working together.Crying and laughing are very clear, the hell of life, the war song of evil.

Lu Qingyuan felt his heart beating violently, and the death mark on his neck echoed the red light of the long sword, as if they were playing a song together.

Suddenly a few incantations came out, sometimes far away and sometimes near, both familiar and unfamiliar, similar to but not completely similar to the voice of the black shadow just now, like an echo in a cave, behind, in front of, above the head, around Lu Qingyuan, Lingering, nonchalant, one word at a time, said:

"Yu Yanwu Order"

……

"Eternal Fall"

……

Lu Qingyuan could only hear these two sentences, intertwined with crying and wailing, which became more piercing, like a bottomless vortex pulling him into the abyss, getting closer and more entangled in his heart.

"Yu Yanwu Order"

……

"Eternal Fall"

……

The scene in front of him gradually disappeared, and there was darkness in the void. Lu Qingyuan lowered his head in a daze, the cries and incantations just echoed in his ears, engraved word by word in his heart, and he recited unconsciously:

"Yu Yanwu Order"

"Eternal Fall"

"Yu Yanwu Order"

"Eternal Fall"

"Yu Yanwu Order"

"Yu Yanwu Order"

"Yu Yanwu Order"

"Xiao Jiu? Xiao Jiu?"

Lu Qingyuan stood where he was lost, Shen Mengzhuang was anxious to heal his wounds, and kept calling him, trying to awaken his consciousness.The person in his arms finally came back to his senses slowly, the death mark on his neck had returned to normal, and the blood color in his pupils gradually dissipated after seeing the person in front of him, returning to his original clear appearance.

Seeing that the person recovered, Shen Mengzhuang breathed a sigh of relief.Lu Qingyuan hugged Shen Mengzhuang's arm, and said before he could speak: "Senior brother, I'm fine."

Shen Mengzhuang was both worried and faintly angry, looked at him and said in a deep voice: "You—"

"Not next time! I promise!"

Lu Qingyuan was sincere, looked at Shen Mengzhuang with grievances on his face, and used his trump card when necessary, holding Shen Mengzhuang's sleeves and shaking them from side to side, rubbing his chest against his arm, leaning forward with his whole body, pursing his lips and saying: "Senior brother, really! Not anymore."

Shen Mengzhuang was holding back his anger just now, but now he disappeared without a trace.Obviously he was brought up by himself, but he didn't know where he learned this trick of coaxing people. Whenever he was angry, this man would soften his body first, and it was like this again. What's more annoying is that he used this trick every time. Tried and tested.

Shen Mengzhuang had nothing to do with him, held his hand, led him forward, and said helplessly: "Forget it, the evil dragon has escaped, let's hurry to support everyone."

"it is good!"

Lu Qingyuan let him lead, and obediently followed behind.Just now the image of the void is still vivid in my eyes, the strange incantations are still in my ears, and the inexplicable palpitations have not completely dissipated.But who cares, as long as the senior brother is by his side, he doesn't care if the sky falls.

Lu Qingyuan held Shen Mengzhuang's hand tightly, and quickly followed him, walking side by side with him.

Everyone went deep into the green lake, and Hanlong had already disappeared without a trace.Inside the green lake, it was dark and dull, and the lake was icy cold. Fortunately, there were protection beads from the cold, so that everyone would not be frozen into ice again.

The aquatic plants in the lake are floating, like monsters and ghosts, blocking the way of everyone.There are no living things in the lake, only water plants grow wildly, growing longer and longer, like a woman wearing silk on her arms, singing and dancing, entwining and encircling the crowd.

Shen Mengzhuang and others cut off the water plants with their swords, but the water plants seem to have the ability to regenerate, and they will regenerate after being removed, becoming stronger and stronger.Suddenly a group of black shadows approached in the distance, before they could be seen clearly, countless white lights came out quickly, thousands of ice arrows suddenly struck, and their power was even stronger.

Everyone was caught off guard by the rain of arrows and scattered, unable to escape in time, several people were injured.Seeing this, Shen Mengzhuang picked up the aquatic plants with his sword to attract their attention.An Shijian's cold light is dazzling, dancing ups and downs, the sword turns drunkenly, and the water plants focus on chasing the sword light, completely ignoring the entanglement in the fight, and entangle themselves into a water plant net while you chase each other.

Shen Mengzhuang wielded his sword again, and set up a large net to block the Frostbolt attack.Everyone hid behind the net of water plants, and before they breathed a sigh of relief, a long silver whip came whistling, and the water plants were instantly torn apart.The silver long whip shone dazzlingly white under the water, and made its way to it.Before everyone could see clearly, the silver whip was quickly retracted.

The black shadow in the distance is getting closer and closer, the huge monster is especially ferocious in the water, the long whip that shattered the aquatic plants just now is the dragon whisker of this thing.The cold dragon who hid in the lake has recovered its original shape, and its skill has greatly increased.

Everyone was exhausted, and the thin air in the lake was unfamiliar and not suitable for a long battle.Under balance, Shen Mengzhuang wanted to retreat with everyone.Unexpectedly, the cold dragon attacked everyone like a madman, strangled the dragon's whiskers, and pierced its body with ice arrows.

Shen Mengzhuang and others turned from offense to defense, avoiding the rain of arrows and waiting for an opportunity to come out.The cold dragon's beastly behavior was great, and he raised his head to the sky and roared, setting off huge waves, and the hard boulders in the lake were shattered and fell to the ground.

The cold dragon returned to its original shape, its dragon scales shone with a lingering silver light, and the remaining dragon horns were affected by xinxing, and the tip shone red again, which was incompatible with the silver light around it.

Everyone concealed themselves to avoid being noticed by Hanlong, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the crowd and approached Hanlong.The seal of death calls each other, and the eyes are stained with blood.Lu Qingyuan held the sharp sword again, trying to cut off the last dragon horn.