This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1727 - 61: Where in Life Is There Not Qingshan (Part 2)
Obstacles can be overcome one by one.
Encounter strength, become stronger.
This is the so-called position of invincibility.
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Witnessing the dissolution of the thunderous Heavenly Dragon, Luohu Semi-Saint's eyes flashed with red light.
"If he can pass this tribulation today, he will be the next you," Luohu licked his fangs, his green eyes turning towards Chu Mu Shen and said: "Just dealing with one of you is already so difficult, if there's another Lu Qingshan, even without Ancestral Patriarch Xia, your Human Race could truly withstand this Battle of Tao and Demon."
"Truly, can't underestimate your Human Race!" he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Fortunately, today neither of you will meet a good end!" Luohu Semi-Saint pounced violently, his killing intent fully locked onto Chu Mu Shen, with a loud roar, heaven and earth trembled, and he stretched out a giant palm to strike forward.
In the palm's core, a tide of Blood Qi surged, the sound of the Heavenly Dragon echoed, and thousands of demonic lights shot out explosively.
Boom boom!
Wherever the giant palm passed, space collapsed inch by inch, annihilated.
Clang!
Facing the palm containing ultimate strength, Chu Mu Shen remained expressionless, maintaining his usual calmness, his hand gripped, and the ancient sword appeared from his hand.
The mottled ancient sword filled with a sense of ages past, flowed with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and trees, its blade vibrating, as if dragon and snake danced in the void.
One could see stars and majestic mountains forming in the void.
Each star, each mountain, was inscribed with mysterious Taoist patterns, standing in the void, touching the palm Luohu Semi-Saint had dropped.
At the moment of collision, there was no loud sound, only two supreme forces constantly dissolving each other.
Just as the two divine powers were about to be exhausted, Chu Mu Shen's gaze turned cold, the ancient sword he had thrown earlier radiated divine light, becoming smooth and luminous, shining brilliantly like cast gold, with faintly visible veins lurking within the blade.
A surge of life force emerged from the ancient sword.
Chu Mu Shen's hand gripped, and the golden ancient sword returned.
He then gently slashed in front.
Swish!
Heaven and earth split open, not to mention Luohu's palm, it was cleaved in two, a blood-soaked wound.
As Luohu's expression darkened, Chu Mu Shen wielding the pure gold ancient sword, the blade vibrating, shook out endless Xuanhuang Sword Qi across the skies, like countless meteors streaking through the skies, indiscriminately descending upon Luohu and the remaining nine top Demon Lords.
Boom boom boom!
The Sword Qi, manifesting in Xuanhuang hues, contained a power seemingly the most orthodox, grand, and ancient within this realm.
Xuanhuang Sword Qi descended from the heavens, like torrents sweeping vast and majestic, enough to make one's Divine Soul tremble.
The scene was like a vast and magnificent painting.
"Hmph!" Luohu snorted coldly, taking a step and stirring up many layers of demonic light.
Each layer of demonic light was sufficient to obliterate a giant mountain.
Facing the Xuanhuang Sword Qi, he remained fearless, meeting it head-on, throwing a punch, the Asura power within him boiling completely, vast and mighty.
Clang clang clang!
Wave after wave of Sword Qi collided fiercely with the demonic Qi on Luohu Semi-Saint's fist, terrifying forces constantly exploded.
The two sides were locked in a stalemate, unable to determine victory or defeat for a time.
However, the other top Demon Lords did not have Luohu's strength, naturally, they were not so fortunate.
Swish swish swish!
The countless Xuanhuang Sword Qi, powerful and unstoppable, aimed to slay all foes, immortal brilliance shooting skyward.
The top Demon Lords fell into unprecedented panic.
The Sword Qi unleashed by the Sword Immortal from the Demi-Ancestor Realm was an unstoppable force below Semi-Saint level.
Now, in their hearts, there was only regret.
Because in reality, each race has its own heritage and ultimate means, in critical moments, allowing them to possess power temporarily equal to that of Semi-Saint.
However, this heritage, like the Human Race's Ancestral Formation, requires preparation time and isn't easily portable, often needing vast manpower and resources.
This time, in their haste to kill Chu Mu Shen, they naturally didn't have time to prepare.
When they set out, they thought with Luohu, a Semi-Saint leading, and so many Demon Lords of the same level joining forces, relying on heritage wouldn't make much of a difference, Chu Mu Shen was destined for a certain death.
Yet, they couldn't have anticipated the situation would develop to this extent.
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Where the Sword Qi passed, the originally swirling and stacked demonic Qi was instantly purified.
The Sword Qi, embodying absolute grandeur, fell unimpeded upon the Divine Demon Bodies of the top Demon Lords.
Under the indescribable might, countless wisps of green smoke immediately rose from their bodies.
Under Chu Mu Shen's Sword Qi assault, the top Demon Lords appeared in extreme agony.
Their bodies shook, but they gritted their teeth tightly, possessing the pride of powerful Demonic Cultivators at this level, resisting the Sword Qi.
The Xuanhuang Sword Qi descending from the sky was relentlessly fierce.
Crackling sounds began to emanate from the Demon Lords' bodies, the sound of their bones fracturing.
More than dozens of Sword Qi fell upon Yu Venerable's body.
The resilient skin of the God-Demon Body he cultivated finally broke under relentless pressure.
His body, hard as steel, bore dozens of long bloodstains, blood beads seeping out.
And this scene was now repeating on the other eight Demon Lords.
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Lu Qingshan's expression was solemn, with no time to care about his injuries.
The Fifth Layer of Heavenly Tribulation had dissipated, but the tribulation clouds densely covering the sky had not vanished.
The Sixth Layer of Heavenly Tribulation was brewing.