Immortal Martial Arts: Wudang signed for a hundred years, tore apart immortals with bare hands
12 Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Spell

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Qing Shu could sense that a blue lightning bolt as thick as a bucket was like a sharp sword, easily breaking through the vast black demonic Qi.

The endless black devilish Qi was formed by the demonic power of the Netherworld. Although it was illusory, even a martial grandmaster would be trapped in it if he wasn't careful.

However, in front of this evildoer and Yang lightning, the black demonic Qi was like a thin piece of paper that shattered at the touch.

It was like a white colt flying through a crack.

This bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and arrived in front of Qing Shu in an instant.

"Not good!"

Qing Shu's scalp exploded and he was about to retreat.

However, it was already too late. No matter how fast a person was, could he be faster than light?

The blue lightning pierced through Qing Shu's forehead and landed on the ground.

Crackling!

It fell to the ground and chirped like a thousand birds.

"I…"

Qing Shu's eyes were blank as his body exploded.

Without the source of the demonic Qi, the vast demonic Qi that enveloped half of Wudang Mountain dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sect Leader Qing Xu, who was about to self-destruct and injure Qing Shu, was stunned.

Never in his dreams would he have thought that Qing Shu would self-destruct before him.

"That's not right."

"It's not self-destruction."

"That bolt of lightning just now was someone's doing.”

Sect Leader Qing Xu was indeed a veteran martial arts grandmaster. He immediately realized something.

At this moment.

Buzz!

Faint demonic qi condensed and condensed into a new 'Qing Shu' beside him.

"Did I just die?"

Qing Shu broke out in cold sweat.

If it weren't for the 'Great Sorrow Poem of Yin and Yang' of the inheritance of the demons of the Netherworld, he would have been dead by now.

But even so, Qing Shu didn't have the slightest bit of luck, because the 'Ode of Great Sorrow of Heaven and Earth' was a forbidden technique. Every demon heir of the Netherworld could only use it once in their lifetime, which was equivalent to a second life.

Once it was used, there would be no improvement in one's cultivation for a year. It might even regress. It would require the blood and Qi of a thousand humans to recover.

Qing Shu's face turned pale as he looked at the ground where he had been standing.

A 10-meter-wide crater had been created on the ground that was paved with green bricks. The hole was no less than 20 to 30 meters deep!

The entire hole had already crystallized into a glass-colored crystal.

The pit was surrounded by dense cracks that extended all the way out of the huge Wudang outer court.

"Why is there lightning falling from the sky?"

"I almost died to a natural disaster?”

Qing Shu's heart was in turmoil.

If he had died to a divine weapon, he could accept it.

However, this was luck.

No, even if the demonic energy filled his brain, he could at least distinguish the weather.

When he was preparing for the sneak attack, it wasn't a rainy day. It was clearly a sunny day.

When he thought of Wudang Mountain's Five Lightning Sacred Palm Technique, he was shocked.

Could it be that there was an old fart hiding in the Wudang Sect? But what kind of existence could summon lightning to kill him with the Five Lightning Sacred Palm Technique?

Qing Shu found it hard to imagine.

"And…"

Qing Shu touched his glabella. Even though he had survived with the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Great Sorrow Poem, he could still feel the evil-vanquishing power unique to lightning following him like a shadow, constantly melting the demonic qi in his body.

Under the suppression of this evil-vanquishing power, Qing Shu's strength was reduced to less than 10%. He probably could not even defeat a grandmaster elder.

"Wudang Mountain is indeed unfathomable."

Qing Shu looked at Sect Leader Qing Xu, who was also shocked, and knew that it was time for him to leave.

If he did not leave now, not only would he not be able to destroy Wudang Mountain, but he would also die here.

Thinking of this, Qing Shu did not hesitate to turn into a demonic shadow and flee far away.

When Sect Leader Qing Xu saw this scene, he was helpless.

Although Qing Shu's strength was greatly reduced, wasn't he as well?

After Qing Shu's sneak attack and the invasion of demonic Qi, Sect Leader Qing Xu's injuries were much more serious than Qing Shu's.

...

Outside Wudang Mountain.

A demonic shadow dashed forward frantically.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!!!”

Qing Shu was about to go crazy.

The demonic heirs of the Netherworld Realm could become martial grandmasters or even Martial Saints in a short period of time under the strengthening of their demonic thoughts.

However, every demon heir of the Netherworld had a completely twisted mind, and their lifelong goal was to destroy Wudang Mountain.

Therefore, when he found out that the strongest person in Wudang Mountain was only Qing Xu, who was a great grandmaster, Qing Shu could no longer hold back his demonic nature and wanted to quickly eradicate Wudang Mountain.

"The person who attacked me just now killed me with a lightning spell. He was at least a heavenly master.”

"Moreover, he's an extremely powerful heavenly master!”

"Isn't there no Taoist master guarding Wudang Mountain?”

Qing Shu took a deep breath and looked back at Wudang Mountain."That heavenly master expert shouldn't have chased after us, right?”

However, just as Qing Shu heaved a sigh of relief.

A calm voice sounded.

"Are you looking for me?"

Boom!

Qing Shu's hair stood on end as he instantly looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw a man in a gray Daoist robe looking at him.

"And you are?"

Qing Shu only felt that Chang Sheng was somewhat familiar.

Qing Shu was a genius of Wudang's outer court before he became a demon. Moreover, he had entered Wudang Mountain at the same time as Chang Sheng.

However, Chang Sheng was just a sweeper. He would not even look at him normally.

"It's you!"

Qing Shu's mind spun quickly, finally remembering who Chang Sheng was.

No matter what, Chang Sheng was still a disciple of the same generation as him. When they entered Wudang Mountain together, Qing Shu had even exchanged a few words with Chang Sheng.

However, after Chang Sheng was assigned to the Chores Yard and became a sweeper, Qing Shu never came into contact with Chang Sheng again.

In Qing Shu's view, he and Chang Sheng were destined to be two different types of people. No matter now or in the future, it was impossible for them to walk together.

Even now, Qing Shu had become the demonic heir of the Netherworld, but he didn't put Chang Sheng in his eyes at all.

"When did you get here?"

The more Qing Shu looked at Chang Sheng, the more shocked he became.

Although Chang Sheng's expression was like an ordinary person in front of him at this moment, without any internal energy fluctuations, the more it was like this, the more Qing Shu felt that something was wrong.

Who was he?

A demonic heir of the Netherworld! Even though he was severely injured now, the aura he casually revealed was enough to make ordinary martial artists tremble, let alone an ordinary person like Chang Sheng.

If Chang Sheng was really an ordinary person, his legs would have gone weak from fear right now.

Just as Qing Shu was bewildered, Chang Sheng's expression was calm as he said something that made his expression change,"

"He didn't die after being struck by my Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Technique. The power of the demons of the Netherworld is indeed not simple.”

Boom!

Qing Shu's expression froze, and his body retreated hundreds of meters as if he was facing a great enemy, as if he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

"Who exactly are you?"

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