The undead blood clan comes from outside the world.

Their cultivation is different from the human cultivators, who need to breathe in the aura of heaven and earth, and rely more on blood.

Of all the blood, they liked the blood of the Terran monks the most.

Now.

The two creatures of the undead blood clan smelled the power of the blood in Lu Qingshan's body, and subconsciously swallowed their saliva one by one, as if they had encountered a peerless delicacy.

After approaching Lu Qingshan, the two undead blood clan creatures glanced at each other, and without even saying a word, they quickly struck out, trying to capture Lu Qingshan.

It's delicious, but you can't kill it all at once.

Therefore, they just wanted to capture Lu Qingshan.

But.

As soon as they saw a flower, Lu Qingshan's figure had disappeared.

"What about people?"

"It seems to have escaped!"

The eyes of the two undead blood clan creatures widened, and they didn't grasp Lu Qingshan's trace at all.

Distance.

Lu Qingshan's figure quietly appeared, slowly following the spiritual imprint left on the middle-aged woman.

As for the two undead blood creatures, he thought about it, it was better to keep a low profile when he first arrived, so he spared their lives.

But.

If they dared to appear again, Lu Qingshan would no longer be polite.

"In this Shangyang City, there is actually a half-saint ......" Lu Qingshan walked forward slowly, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a while, Lu Qingshan's eyes narrowed, and he muttered: "The master of the middle-aged woman, wouldn't it be the half-saint I sensed?"

After thinking for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Qingshan's mouth, and he muttered: "It seems that it should be, otherwise, where does a mere monk who has transformed into a saint become the seventh transformation have such a big confidence? Moreover, this half-saint is afraid that it is not ordinary, even if it is so far away, I can sense that its qi and blood are like rainbows, once it ascends to the holy realm, I am afraid that it will be sanctified in the flesh!"

While talking to himself, Lu Qingshan appeared outside a magnificent mansion.

It was the City Lord's Mansion of Shangyang City.

Many palaces were built in the mansion, each of which was ten feet high.

"The city lord of Shangyang City, could it be a giant?" Lu Qingshan frowned, and secretly thought, "Moreover, I can sense that the demi-saint is also in this city lord's mansion, and the middle-aged woman is also there. In this way, the middle-aged woman's master is the city lord of this Shangyang City, and she is also a semi-saint-level giant!"

I thought about it so far.

Lu Qingshan's eyes couldn't help shrinking.

Giants, different from ordinary Terran monks, their flesh is incomparable, their blood is like a rainbow, their strength is very terrifying, if they want to kill a giant, if they don't have the strength to crush the other party, then it is basically very difficult.

A semi-saint-level giant is even more terrifying.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, stayed outside the City Lord's Mansion for a moment, and then turned to leave.

If it was an ordinary half-saint, Lu Qingshan would have already broken in, but if it was a giant half-saint, then it would be necessary to think about it in the long run.

"However, when I step into the eleventh level of the Tianyuan Realm, with the help of the Doomsday Death Banner, I may not have the strength to fight......" Lu Qingshan thought secretly, and left Shangyang City.

......

A deserted place.

A green bamboo waving in the wind at night.

Sometimes, you can feel the terrifying sword intent on the green bamboo, but more often, the green bamboo seems to be very ordinary.

This green bamboo is Lu Qingshan's flying sword body, the sword bamboo!

Under the sword bamboo.

Lu Qingshan sat cross-legged.

Its eyes were tightly closed, apparently cultivating.

On Lu Qingshan's body, there was no trace of cultivation, just like an ordinary person.

But.

What is very strange is that if you look at Lu Qingshan, you will be soaked all over your body in an instant, and you will not stop in a cold sweat.

Right now.

It has been three months since Lu Qingshan walked out of Shangyang City.

For these three months, Lu Qingshan has been in retreat and penance, touching the eleventh level of the Tianyuan Realm!

The world has only cultivated to the ninth level.

But Lu Qingshan had to cultivate to the eleventh level.

The tenth is the extreme realm, the ultimate of a realm.

But.

The eleventh is adversity.

What Lu Qingshan understands now is adversity.

Finally.

Lu Qingshan's eyes opened, his eyes revealed a gleam, as if there was a flash of lightning, and it seemed that there was a heavenly dragon swimming, in short, his eyes were like a brilliant galaxy, which made people dare not look directly.

Meantime.

Lu Qingshan's body did not have a trace of breath, but at this moment, a powerful aura spread out, faintly, it seemed that he could sense a kind of will in this breath.

Is that...... Reverse will.

"Adversity!"

Lu Qingshan let out a low roar, his body clicked, his qi and blood were like rainbows, and his cultivation was climbing rapidly.

When everything calmed down, Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "The eleventh level of the Tianyuan Realm, I have finally reached the ......."

Follow.

Lu Qingshan raised his eyes, looked at the location of Shangyang City, and muttered, "Today, I should retrieve the Doomsday Death Flag!"

Rumble!

Lu Qingshan flew his sword into his body, then turned into blue lightning and went straight to Shangyang City.

......

Shangyang City, the city lord's mansion.

A giant ten feet tall sits in a large hall.

On her shoulders, there is a middle-aged woman, her dress is revealing, her chest is full, and her bewitching posture is reverie.

The giant stretched out a finger and gently played with the middle-aged woman's body, and the middle-aged woman's red lips immediately made various sounds that made people blush.

"The host...... Well...... You lighten it a little...... Your little maid can't stand it anymore......" said the middle-aged woman with a blushing face.

"Huh!"

The giant smiled and said, "Do you know so many women, why do I spoil you the most?"

"Ah...... The slave family is just your little maid, how do you know that you spoil me the most?" said the middle-aged woman.

"Because, you are the best at ...... It gives me a sense of accomplishment and a good mental feeling!" the giant said with a smile.

"The host...... Well...... How are you...... Ah......h

"By the way, three months ago you said that you were afraid that a young man would come to you to ask for the Doomsday Flag, but now it's been three months, why haven't you come yet?" the giant casually remembered this matter, and immediately asked.

"Perhaps, that person already knew that the master of the slave family was a semi-saint-level giant, so he retreated in the face of difficulties!" the middle-aged woman exhaled.

"This makes sense!" the giant thought for a while, and said very seriously: "My Shangyang Giant, even if I am in the giant clan, is also very powerful, and a mere human race cultivator, even if it is a half-saint-level cultivator, it is impossible to defeat me!"

"Of course, the master is the most powerful!" the middle-aged woman blushed, lay down in the giant's ear, exhaled hot air, and said, "Moreover, in that respect, the master is the most powerful, and the slave family likes the master's ...... the most."

Before he finished speaking, the Shangyang Giant seemed to sense something, and instantly raised his eyes.

Saw.

A flash of blue lightning appeared in the main hall.

(End of chapter)