Chapter 672: Chapter 17 Mysterious Forces

As soon as the voice faded, a dull yellow sword light burst forth with a bang and charged directly at the Six Fires Taoist.

The attacker was the Peach Blossom Sword, which had temporarily transformed its attribute to Earth through the Immortal Divine Ability.

And naturally, the one who executed this flying sword technique was Lu Qingshan.

He, along with Mo Yan and Dantai Qingrun, were fishing here, and sure enough, they had successfully lured the second batch of Pan Sect cultivators who were drawn by the scent of Netherfire.

The reason he specifically changed the Peach Blossom’s own attribute was simple: this time, of the three Underworld Cultivators opposite them, he did not plan to kill all but to let one or two go.

Thus, he could not use the highly distinctive Dragon Sparrow and Oblivion, lest these Underworld Cultivators recognize his identity and become cautious.

Dragon Sparrow and Oblivion were hard to disguise, but once the Peach Blossom used the Immortal Divine Ability to change its attribute, it became very difficult to recognize.

After all, in most people’s minds, who would imagine that a Life-bound Sword of the Wood Element could transform into the Earth Element?

Facing the sudden appearance of three people, the Nine Fires Taoist reacted the most swiftly.

Seeing Lu Qingshan suddenly unleash his sword, he also quickly made a move in response.

Even when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its strength.

Moreover, the enemy clearly came prepared, certainly possessing extraordinary methods.

Therefore, the Nine Fires Taoist immediately resorted to his strongest technique.

His hand subtly reached out, and a strange and sinister Black Flame appeared in his palm.

The Black Flame churned, and a dense black mist seemed to seep out of it.

The light around the Black Flame began to warp, and a fierce gleam also flashed through the Nine Fires Taoist’s expression–he had not refined this fire, so using the power of this fire also meant he had to endure a certain backlash.

Of course, as long as it wasn’t used for a long time, the impact wouldn’t be too severe.

The moment this Black Flame appeared, Mo Yan’s pupils suddenly shrank.

Not out of fear, but excitement!

The allure of Netherfire for Mo Yan was like that of a Taoist Sword for a Sword Cultivator.

The expression of the Nine Fires Taoist became stern as Spiritual Power continuously flowed into the Black Flame in his hand, his complexion growing somewhat pale due to the depletion of Spiritual Power.

But the Black Flame grew several times more vigorous, rising mightily.

Meanwhile, Lu Qingshan’s Peach Blossom had already reached the Six Fires Taoist.

The Peach Blossom swiftly circled, carrying a sky-high killing intent, and slashed fiercely towards the Six Fires Taoist.

The Six Fires Taoist was greatly frightened.

This flying sword, bursting with Thunder-Fire, did not allow him any carelessness.

He did not dare to plan a counterattack and could only do his utmost to face this terrifying ferocious sword.

For a moment, flames surged forth in front of the Six Fires Taoist, various Defensive Spells surged like tides, and Magic Artifacts were displayed.

This line of defense, in the face of Lu Qingshan’s flying sword, could only shatter and perish completely.

In the end, the Peach Blossom stabbed towards the chest of the Six Fires Taoist.

The eyes of the Six Fires Taoist turned red, terrified to the extreme. In his haste, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which transformed into a fire dragon and formed the final barrier in front of him.

Although the flying sword was fierce, its strength eventually had its limits.

The Peach Blossom pierced through nearly ten layers of the Six Fires Taoist’s defenses and met this Essence Blood-formed fire dragon

The residual force of the flying sword still managed to annihilate the fire dragon, causing it to turn into a sky full of fire rain pouring down, but the Peach Blossom, after this collision, seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and after piercing two inches into the chest of the Six Fires Taoist, it abruptly stopped and advanced no further.

The Six Fires Taoist’s desperate resistance finally fended off this overwhelming flying sword, but that didn’t mean much.

Because, by this time, the Six Fires Taoist was completely shattered–just an ordinary flying sword had made it so difficult for him to cope, how could he fight this battle?

Subconsciously, his fighting spirit was completely lost, and he turned instead to place his hopes on the Nine Fires Taoist beside him, or rather on the Holy Fire.

Only the Holy Fire could conquer such a formidable opponent.

Dantai Qingrun, almost simultaneously with Lu Qingshan, made her move

A flying sword shot towards the Seven Fires Taoist, while she already had her hand on the Autumn Depths, swiftly advancing forward.

Attacking both with her flying sword and fierce close combat, these were the techniques that Cultivators most feared and avoided.

The Seven Fires Taoist was also greatly frightened, feeling as if needles were piercing his bones, as if blind and standing on the abyss. In his urgency, he had already used an Escape Skill to dash away to a far place.

Dantai Qingrun’s techniques were far inferior to Lu Qingshan, but only inferior to Lu Qingshan. Compared to other cultivators, she was absolutely top-notch!

Seeing the Seven Fires Taoist fleeing, Dantai Qingrun immediately chose to pursue.

As for this place, with Lu Qingshan here, she believed that nothing would go wrong.

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The power of the Black Flame in the hands of the Nine Fires Taoist had risen to a certain extent, even having an air of breaking free from his control.

The power and ferocity of this Black Flame could be imagined.

“Die!” the Nine Fires Taoist’s dark pupils looked at Lu Qingshan, his voice sinister, already about to activate the great weapon in his hand.

Upon hearing the command, the Black Flame whistled into motion, spreading out strands of black fire.

But just as the Nine Fires Taoist was about to explode in action, the gaze in his eyes suddenly, and most abruptly, lost all its spirit.

In that instant, countless memories flashed through the depths of his mind.

The tough survival as a Loose Cultivator, the hardship of venturing into various danger zones for that bit of resources.

The frustration of multiple failures during breakthroughs due to lack of Pill assistance and his average aptitude.

The struggle when the Underworld lured him with benefits to betray the Human Race.

After joining the Underworld, the fall into depravity and engaging in all sorts of despicable deeds, the thrilling sensation of gaining powerful strength…