Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 161 Nine Swords in the Qin - Three Thousand Floating Lives (fifth change)
The clouds are light and the wind is light, not stained with dust, Lu Xin is like a banished fairy living in the world, he didn't explain it, he just played the piano in the cross-legged grass, and this past was deeply imprinted in the girl's memory!

The thoughts return, just like in front of the eyes!

The words of jokes in the past seem to have turned into reality. In the past 2000 years, what has Lu Xin experienced?
Why is he murderous, why is he indifferent?

He has never practiced magic skills before, but why is he so demonic at this moment?
Could it be that the jokes of the past are the root of Lu Xin's personality change today?

Looking at Lu Xin's familiar yet unfamiliar face, Wu Qingxuan's eyes were in a trance, and a feeling of sadness grew in her heart!
Perhaps sensing Wu Qingxuan's emotional fluctuations, Lu Xin smiled and said, "You are my doomed catastrophe. This catastrophe may make me forever, but Lu Changsheng is really happy that you can appear!"

Without waiting for Wu Qingxuan's reaction, Lu Xin stroked her sleeves lightly, and pushed her weak body beside Jin Zhan and the others, leaving him alone to look down on the people of the two clans at his feet!

"The Buddha said: All living beings are suffering, and we should use thousands of Buddhist teachings to save all living beings, do great good deeds, and obtain great good results!"

"I said: All living beings are ignorant, and human nature is inherently evil. You should suppress them with the supreme way of killing, and eliminate the sinister people's hearts!"

Lu Xin stands in the void, and he is speaking eloquently, which even arouses the sound of chanting scriptures in the sky, as if washing the soul of all things in the world!
"Not good, go back!"

Jin Zhan was well aware of how terrifying Lu Xinxiu was, so he quickly uttered a voice, and shot towards the distance first, while Xiao Haoran and the others were reminded, they did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and led everyone in the Demon Cult to quickly escape into the distance !

"Qin come!" From all directions up and down, from all directions, Lu Xin's voice resounded across the sky!

hum!
The sword qi hummed, resplendent and shocking the world, and the nine-stringed zither rose against the sky, shooting towards Lu Xin!

The nine zither strings, glowing with splendor, floated up and down in front of Lu Xin, and the sound of sword qi clanging came from the qin, and extremely terrifying fluctuations bloomed on the qin, as if they were begging Lu Xin to let them out of trouble!
Nine swords in the piano, destroy the world!
The first three swords are called the mortal swords by Lu Xin, and the remaining six swords are unacceptable in the world. During these 3000 years, the six swords have been subjected to Lu Xin's power day and night, and even more aggrieved by the suppression of the piano. Today, Lu Xin was summoned , The Six Swords were so excited that they just wanted to break out and let the world know of their existence!
Lu Xin's palm was like jade, and he stroked the body of the piano lightly, and the nine strings brushed past one by one. The extremely surging glow surged like a tide, as if it was going to drown Lu Xin!
"Nine swords in the harp—the fourth sword!

"The name of this sword is—Three Thousands of Floating Life!"

Lu Xin's eyes were vicissitudes and deep, and his voice resounded throughout the universe.

Loudly!
Life is like a dream, dreamy and empty flowers, three thousand sword shadows humming in the void, the bright light and shadow make people's eyes hurt, when the three thousand sword shadows gather together, a three-foot three-inch, illusory and unpredictable sword weapon, Ups and downs in the void!

This sword has no power, its body is illusory and indistinct, as if melting into the void, it does not have the Flying Snow Sword's ice-covered thousands of miles, nor the bloody killing of "Millions of Humans", nor the most demonic and evil of the Condemnation Demon Sword , this 'Three Thousands of Floating Life' seems to be invisible to the world, but it really exists in the eyes of the world!

What are the Three Thousand Floating Lives?

Floating life is life, and life is full of emptiness in this world. This is the sword of emptiness, and also the sword of destruction. It seems to have no power, but when it is cut out with a single sword, everything in the world is annihilated and nothingness, and its terrifying power is unparalleled. Beyond the imagination of the world!
Under the sky, in the void!
The Floating Sword was ups and downs in front of Lu Xin, the bright sword was illusory and unpredictable, and it made this space even more distorted!

Zheng!
When Lu Xin held the Floating Sword in his hand, there were endless explosions in all directions of the world, and extremely terrifying cracks appeared in all directions, which also made the people of the two clans in the Longevity Banquet terrified, and his footsteps retreated slowly!

Looking down indifferently, like an ant, this is Lu Xin's posture!
It was not Lu Xin's original intention to release the "Floating Life Three Thousand" today, but the sword is extremely terrifying. When he was born, I don't know how many lives will be buried under this sword. But seeing Wu Qingxuan today, Lu Xinxin felt touched. This sword was able to get out of trouble!

at this time!

On the top of Wangtian Mountain, the monk Puhui was benevolent and absent-minded, with an extremely horrifying expression on his face. He could completely feel the horror of the Floating Sword. How can a sword that can distort the void be ordinary?
"cut!"

The void was shattered, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the sky-penetrating sword glowed across the sky. When the sword fell, the entire Wangtian Mountain continued to collapse. The cracked ground was like a glutton's mouth, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat!
"what!"

"No!"

The top of Wangtian Mountain was broken into two pieces, and the extremely terrifying force of tearing spread in the feast of longevity. Countless people of the two races turned into smoke, and the thick blood mist filled the world, making the people of the two races even louder. Crying and screaming, wanting to escape from this Shura slaughterhouse!

Until then, they discovered a terrifying fact!

Before coming here, they thought that after the great changes in the world, the ancient sects ruled the world, and Lu Changsheng had the secret of longevity. Even if he lived for thousands of years, in front of these ancient sects, he was just a cow waiting to be slaughtered!
But the facts in front of them tell them that there has been no good banquet since ancient times, and Lu Changsheng held the longevity banquet just to take their lives, and he didn't pay attention to the so-called ancient sect at all!

High above the sky, in the void, Lu Xin was dressed in white, and three thousand black silks swayed with the wind. He danced in the sky with his sword, and the Floating Sword rolled endlessly between the sky and the earth. The mountains and rivers were smashed, and with every sword strike, thousands of warriors were turned into dust!
And this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that the Wangtian Mountain Range is so vast, but it is shaking violently at this moment, the mountain is collapsing, the mountain is cracking, and the extremely terrifying tearing force of the void seems to tear the entire Wangtian Mountain The mountains turned into smoke and dust!
The mighty man of ancient times destroyed mountains and reclaimed seas, cut through mountains and rivers, and left a section of legends that future generations yearn for leisurely. At this moment, Lu Xin is not giving up. The power of Fusheng Sword alone has already caused this world to riot Don't stop, I'm afraid it won't take long, all living beings will die and return to nothingness!
The mountain towering into the clouds has been flattened by Lu Xin's sword. Tens of thousands of warriors died tragically under the Floating Sword. This mountain range has already been sealed off, so how could they, ants, escape?
"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name is shrill and extremely heavy, a blood-colored Buddha's light rises in the mountains and forests, and Puhui sits cross-legged in the blood-colored ancient chariot left by Xue Kunwu, and the extremely terrifying blood-colored light blooms around the chariot, struggling to resist the pouring of Lu Xin And the shattered sword light below!
(End of this chapter)