Of course, what the Undying Demon Monarch sees as waste is considered a supre treasure land for many low-level cultivators.
Lu Xuanji's steps flickered as he was about to enter.
"Hold on, this is the territory of the Undead Race, outsiders are forbidden to enter!"
"Halt, this is the territory of the Undying Demon Race, outsiders are forbidden to enter!"
"Stop..."
A stern shout echoed as a terrifying aura ca pressing down.
A silver-armored warrior appeared in the void, wearing frost battle armor engraved with ancient runes, holding a long spear, golden hair flying, stepping forward and shouting.
At this mont, three more cultivators appeared, also blocking the front.
"Those who oppose will die!"
Lu Xuanji said coldly, and a hamr appeared in his hand, with an enormous hamrhead like a great drum, buzzing.
He wielded the swinging hamr, smashing down, breaking through ten thousand techniques with strength.
This hamr was the Godslaying Hamr.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Supre Treasure is composed of thirty-three magical treasures, combined their power multiplies, capable of terrifying explosive power and lethality. Yet even a single piece is considered a top-tier divine artifact, overpowering many magical treasures.
At this mont, Lu Xuanji wielded the hamr, smashing it down.
The cultivator's long spear leapt up like a venomous snake striking, fast and fierce.
The strike landed precisely on Lu Xuanji's wrist.
But Lu Xuanji just sneered, the hamr in his hand accelerating, a heavy hamr swung with ease, yet it lightly attacked.
The smash landed on the cultivator's body, shattering the Gang Qi, shattering the magic, shattering the battle armor, everything shattering, the flesh shattering, the primordial spirit shattering, everything shattered into dust.
One hamr to settle the universe, one hamr to break ten thousand techniques.
As the hamr swung down, Lu Xuanji felt particularly invigorated, with an indescribable sense of joy.
An ancient saying goes, a month a staff, a year a saber, a lifeti a spear.
In the fray of battle, the long spear requires the most skill, demanding high requirents from the cultivator; without a certain perception or feel, it's actually hard to wield effectively.
Similarly, the treasure sword also demands high skill, requiring a certain mastery of sword technique to exert its power.
But a staff, long saber, etc., requires much less skill.
With minimal skill requirents, in just two or three months, one can achieve a certain combat power.
If it really cos to nothing, just wildly swing it, and it still has a certain lethality.
But the long spear, treasure sword, if wildly swung, problems will surely occur, potentially gravely injuring allies.
As for the hamr, it requires even less skill.
Or rather, it simply needs no skill.
As long as you have the strength, you can swing the hamr and smash people, unleashing imnse combat power.
Buzz buzz!
Bang bang bang!!
Another hamr smashed down, a silver-armored cultivator perished.
One hamr, one kid; Lu Xuanji seed like a war god, wielding the hamr and slaughtering with abandon, wherever he went, enemies retreated; for those who didn't retreat, they were already smashed to death with a hamr.
Refreshing, unprecedentedly refreshing!
Among a hundred weapons, the hamr may not be the strongest, but it is the most satisfying weapon.
Wielding the hamr and smashing people, Lu Xuanji felt unprecedentedly refreshed, a sensation unmatched by other weapons.
"Not good, this person is so strong!"
"He's not a cultivator from the Feiyu World, he's an outer realm evil demon!"
"Outer realm evil demon, kill!"
"Kill!"
The undead race cultivators sward to attack, all of them at the peak of void refining, each one a monster of talent, outstanding geniuses with astonishing perception and combat power.
In Lu Xuanji's eyes, they were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, one hamr at a ti, completely annihilated, swept away like fallen flowers.
These cultivators were in full retreat.
Soon, Lu Xuanji advanced into the depths of the secret realm, wherever he went, like an invincible war god.
Bang bang bang!
At this mont, the void rumbled as a majestic man appeared, handso like a scholar, yet wearing blood-colored battle armor, with a Taotie engraved on the front, holding a great halberd, terrifying evil qi locked onto him.
He seed like a demon god erging from hell.
The intensity of the evil qi was among the top among the many cultivators.
This person was the Celestial Son of Devouring Heaven.
"Outer realm evil demon, this is not a place you should have co!" the Celestial Son of Devouring Heaven said coldly, "You've co, and the outco is already determined; you'll be devoured by , becoming my food!"
Lu Xuanji sneered, "Co, co, if you have the capability, try to devour ! I have sought defeat my whole life but to no avail; you better kill . It's just a pity that you're still lacking. The [World Ruins] is truly a good place. If it were outside, elsewhere, even if I had the power to kill you, countless strong ones would imdiately appear to rescue you, quite unsatisfying!"
"But here, harmonization cultivators, tribulation crossing cultivators, they cannot descend; I can have a fair duel and then kill you!"
"Is that so? If it were an ordinary ti, I might really lose!" the Celestial Son of Devouring Heaven nodded, "It's just a pity you ca too late! Here, I obtained many fruit containing mysteries, all of which I've devoured!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this mont, anomalies rose up, a black hole appeared behind, rotating and changing, seemingly to devour everything, an evolution of the mysteries of devouring.
Once again, endless darkness, chaotic domains, world of destruction, endless despair, vast death qi, all intertwined, rging into the black hole, the black hole's rotation and transformation becoming even more terrifying and sinister, seemingly evolving into a place of hopeless hell.
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