Chapter Seven: The Fallen Immortal's Sword

  Boom!――

  Endless snow and wind hit him in the face, Lu Shao Yu took one step at a time forward, although he was not quite used to it at first, but after a while, he became somewhat familiar with it. The sound of "whoooo" from the wind filled his ears, everything in sight was a vast expanse of white, endless and boundless, fortunately, there were the clear sounds of footsteps leading the way ahead, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to find the end point.

  Lu Shao's eyes rotated with a wisp of evil energy, and a golden divine light shot out from his eyes. Wherever it passed, there was still a vast expanse of white snow.

  "Alas..." Lu Shaoyou let out a soft sigh, and had no choice but to give up and continue moving forward. He really didn't know where the end point was, and looking at Luo Qingyin who was full of confidence beside him, Lu Shaoyou couldn't help but ask:

  "Qīng yīn, nǐ... zhī dào zhōng diǎn zài nǎ lǐ ma?"

  Translation: "Qingyin, you... do you know where the end is?"

  "You don't know?" Luo Qingyin asked Lu Shaoyou in surprise.

  Lu Shao suddenly got a headache and said, "Then why are you still walking around so confidently?"

  "Lu Ge, I thought you knew, I saw you walking so fast, so I followed you." Luo Qing's voice was innocent as she blinked her beautiful big eyes. If someone else were to see this, they would definitely be enchanted, but Lu Shao Yu knew her true nature. He seemed to have seen a little devil with two horns and two wings on its back, revealing its sharp teeth and smiling at him.

  "I saw you leading the way in front, so I followed," Luo Qingyin said with a pout, her expression adorable to the extreme.

  "How is this possible?!" Lu Shaoyou was instantly furious.

  "Pfft——" Seeing Lu Shao's dark face, Luo Qingyin suddenly burst out laughing, like a snow lotus in a blizzard, elegant and otherworldly. Although Lu Shao's cultivation was astonishing, his soul was that of an earthling. Back on Earth, he had seen countless beauties and watched numerous movies. When he died, he still regretted not deleting the contents of his hard drive. After reincarnating, for years, he hadn't even seen a woman, let alone dog feces. Even if he did see one, those demonic beasts would try every means to absorb their essence. Now, seeing Luo Qingyin's laughter, he was stunned. In his heart, there was only one thought: Demon! Demon! Compared to Qingyin, his past life was a waste!

  But later on, she thought about it and realized that she was indeed a demon, so naturally she was a demon spirit.

  Lu Qingyin covered her cherry-like mouth with her slender hand, giggling non-stop.

  "Lu Da Ge, how can you be so cute? You're completely different from the domineering and majestic aura you had when fighting against Ming Sha before." Luo Qingyin laughed more and more as she spoke, finally holding onto Liu's waist and teasingly poking at his lower body. "Don't tell me you've never infused your divine sense into the Yanwu Command Token?"

  Lu Shao's face turned awkward as he pulled out the Yan Wu token from his bosom and slowly infused his divine consciousness into it.

  Only a clear line appeared in the sea of recognition, and there were two bright spots flashing inside, estimated to be himself and Luo Qingyin.

  Lu Shao Yu scratched his head, seeing Luo Qingyin still covering her stomach and laughing, awkwardly said: "That, I'll go first..." He then quickly ran forward in a flustered manner, extremely embarrassed. Luo Qingyin smiled and followed after him.

  Duan Tian Ridge, Luo Xian Valley.

  Lu Shao Yu stepped on the mysterious footwork, taking tens of miles in one step, and stepped towards the end point. At this time, there were already dozens of demon clans waiting there. Everyone only felt a vast and ancient aura pressing in, Lu Shao Yu and Luo Qing Yin just happened to step on the end point at the same time.

  "Ugh, here come two more..." A gloomy voice arose, making one's teeth ache. In the dark, a bony old demon slowly spoke up.

  "Old ghost, do you have an opinion?" Lu Shaoyou felt the killing intent in Lao Yao's words and coldly snorted.

  "Haha, nowadays these little devils are all fearless like newborn calves, be careful what you say or trouble will come from your mouth." The old demon's words sounded like an elderly person's gentle advice, but the tone was icy cold and murderous.

  "Stop pretending to be old and weak in front of me, you old thing! Come on and die!" Lu Shao had always hated it when others threatened him. Once he encountered such a person, he would inevitably kill them with ease. Saying that, he strode forward with large steps.

  "Heavenly Hand of Suppression, covering the universe, suppressing the eight extremes, Heaven's will to capture!" Lu Shaoyou didn't care that this was the territory of the Yanwu tribe, and directly attacked with his killing move, the Heavenly Hand of Suppression descending like Mount Tai.

  "Looking for death!" The old demon suddenly became furious, his demonic energy churning like boiling water. "You little brat, still smelling of your mother's milk! Today I'll teach you a good lesson! Unmatched Ghost Hand, seize him!"

  A huge black handprint suddenly appeared and collided with Lu Shao's golden giant hand, leaving only a burst of sound in the sky.

  Fierce yuanqi fluctuations burst forth, piercing gold and splitting stone, shooting straight up to the ninth heaven.

  At this moment, a black sword light suddenly descended from the sky, and Lu Shao-yu immediately felt the enormous sword intent hidden behind this sword, as if this sword could break through all the laws of the world. Lu Shao-yu suddenly felt a fierce killing intent coming from afar. Under this sword, the stars in the sky lost their luster, as if they were being absorbed by the sword light, and the entire space trembled slightly. The sharp sword light was like the sun and moon falling, time collapsing.

  A chill ran deep through Lu Shao's body, it was too strong!

  This majestic sword intent that sweeps across the eight extremes, is vast and profound, yet hides a deep killing intent, it can be said to be a needle hidden in cotton. Lu Shao could confirm that the sword wielder was at least a Great Demon in the Foundation Building stage! With just one finger, the opponent could crush thousands or even tens of thousands of himself!

  The old demon also felt the power of this sword light, and the intense killing intent made him feel terrified. Although he was a cultivator who had practiced Qi for seven cycles, his opponent was absolutely a great demon who had achieved the Great Foundation, or even a Demon King who had entered the realm of transcending the ordinary! In that flash of sword light, he seemed to feel that the entire heaven and earth were shattered, his physical body was destroyed, and even his primordial spirit had signs of dispersing.

  "A flash of white crossed the spatial barrier, one step forward. 'Mechanical combat is forbidden in the Flame Crow Clan's territory! Offenders will be killed without pardon!'"

  "I'll let you off this time since it's your first offense. But if anyone dares to cause trouble again, I'll kill them on the spot!" The young man in white said calmly.

  A young man in white clothes, with eyes like shining stars, a full and round forehead, and a subtle divine light emanating from him, revealing his profound cultivation!

  "My name is Luo Fan Chen." The young man in white clothes said with a cold face.

  But as soon as this sentence came out, the pot at the bottom suddenly boiled over.

  "What!! He is the legendary Luò Fán Chén?!"

  "Is that THE person?!"

  "As expected, you're incredibly powerful! You truly live up to your reputation as a hero of the ages!"

  "It turned out that he was the legendary 'Wandering Immortal's Sword'! Fallen into the mortal world!" Li Yu Chen opened his mouth in shock, completely disregarding his divine image, with a kaleidoscope of colors flashing in his beautiful eyes.

  Even Yan Xiang, who had always been gloomy and depressed, looked solemn, with an even more intense aura of suffering on his body, but in his pupils was a deep longing and reverence!

  Covering the world's heroes!

  Even Lian Yu couldn't help but take a cold breath, if he had to say what he heard the most since coming to this world, it would undoubtedly be about the genius of the demon tribe. It's said that one of the twelve great tribes of the demon tribe, the Yanwu tribe, produced several extraordinary heroes, and one of them was the person in front of him, "Wangxian Yijian", Fallen Dust!

  At the age of three, he transformed his form; at five, he laid his foundation; at twelve, he completed his grand foundation; at sixteen, he entered the realm of shedding the mundane and became a powerful being of the demon king level. Now, at twenty-three years old, he is already a half-step divine cultivator! His innate talent is rare in ancient and modern times. He once single-handedly wielded his sword to slay a sect master-level strong practitioner from the divine secret realm!

  Unparalleled in the world!