After another half a day, the top 25 of this year's ancestral worship competition were finally decided.
There were no dark horses in this ancestral worship competition. Those who won the Dragon Gate spots were all outstanding Barbarians from the old clans.
At this time, the ancestral worship ceremony was at its most lively.
The Great Dream Witch was about to open the Dragon Gate secret territory and let the Guardian Spirits in.
Those fifty Guardian Spirits were already ready to go. They were eager to give it a try as they stared at the sculpture at the center of the lake with burning gazes.
The Dragon Gate secret territory was under the statue.
Lu Qingshan blended into the crowd, leisurely watching from the side.
No matter how good the Dragon Gate secret territory was, it was only for Demon Beasts, so he did not think too much about it.
The Western Rat King was also indifferent.
Although breaking the bloodline shackles sounded very tempting, the problem was that it was only a third-grade Demon Beast.
Its bloodline was already a sixth-grade Magic Rat bloodline. In addition to the Demon Beast inheritance, it was still far from breaking the bloodline shackles.
Everyone waited for about an hour, but the Great Dream Witch did not appear.
A scaled green bull seemed to be impatient and asked, "Shi Lin, we've already finished our preparations. Why hasn't the Great Dream Shaman appeared yet? Did you forget to inform him that the ancestral worship competition has ended?"
Shi Lin was the disciple of the Great Dream Witch, the handsome Barbarian youth.
When the ancestral worship ceremony ended, the Great Khan had already left the ancestral land.
In fact, the Great Khan of the Barbarian Tribe would not appear in most of the ancestral worship ceremonies. This time was one of the few exceptions.
As for the Great Dream Witch, he went to the depths of the ancestral land to ask for the Barbarian Tribe's Divine Beast.
Therefore, only Shi Lin was left in charge of supervising the ancestral worship competition in Na Mu Cuo.
"As soon as the ancestral worship competition ended, I sent out a spiritual message to inform Master." Shi Lin also frowned slightly and felt that it was a little strange. However, as a disciple of the Great Dream Shaman, he still knew how to control the situation. He hurriedly comforted, "Senior Bull Demon, Master might have been delayed by something important. Please don't be impatient. There's no need to rush."
After Shi Lin's words, the green bull Guardian Spirit could not say anything more and quieted down.
Just like that, everyone waited for another two hours.
At this moment, even the barbarians who were watching the show and the Guardian Spirits who didn't have the qualifications to enter the Dragon Gate started to become restless. Many people were whispering to each other.
"The ancestral worship competition has already ended. Why hasn't the Great Dream Shaman shown himself yet? With Lord Great Dream Witch's character, he shouldn't have made such a mistake. "
"Indeed, could something have happened to the Great Dream Witch?" Someone guessed.
Even Lu Qingshan had a bad premonition. "Could it be that something unexpected happened?"
"How is that possible? The ancestral worship ceremony of the Barbarian Tribe has been held for thousands of years. I've never heard of any accidents," Tribe Leader You Xiong retorted subconsciously.
Fine, it would have been better if you hadn't said that.
Since he had said so, according to tradition, this accident had to come even if it didn't want to …
Bang!
Once Lu Qingshan complained about Chief You Xiong in his mind, a sky-shaking explosion came into everyone's ears.
A violent energy wave had already exploded in the air.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked in the direction of the sound. The place where the energy came from was the depths of the ancestral land. It was extremely far away from here.
When he looked over, he could only see two vague shadows. He couldn't see them clearly at all.
Roar!
A ferocious howl could be heard.
"That's the sound of the Dark Azure Ink Dragon! What's going on? Why did we startle it?! "Chief You Xiong, who was standing beside Lu Qingshan, exclaimed.
"Dark Azure Ink Dragon?" Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank.
"The Dark Azure Ink Dragon is the divine beast of the Barbarian Tribe. It's a grade-eight existence. No one knows how long it has lived. Even the Great Dream Shaman has to be respectful in front of the Dark Azure Ink Dragon.
Most of the time, the Dark Azure Ink Dragon is in a deep sleep. Only after the ancestral worship ceremony does the Great Dream Shaman go to see it. "Chief You Xiong swallowed and murmured," Something big has happened, something big has happened … "
Look at all the flags behind you, it would be strange if nothing happened.
Lu Qingshan didn't have the strength to complain.
The violent energy fluctuations triggered a series of muffled thunder-like explosions. Even though they were far away from the place where the battle was taking place, Lu Qingshan still felt a little dizzy.
In the distant horizon, red and black almost occupied the entire sky.
The light even covered the sun, and even the layers of white clouds were shaken away.
Moreover, the energy fluctuations seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. They, who were in the ancestral land, felt a little pressure.
Lu Qingshan faintly felt that something was wrong.
Intuition told him that it seemed that leaving this place immediately was the best choice.
Trembling — —
There was a strange sound.
Lu Qingshan turned his head and found that the Western Rat King, who had transformed into a giant tiger, was trembling violently because of the energy pressure.
— — Although it had transformed into a giant tiger, it was still a rat demon.
And rats have always been timid.
"Don't be afraid." Lu Qingshan thought it was a little funny. "It's far away, it won't affect us."
"Rat Grandpa is not afraid." Although the Western Rat King was timid, he was very prideful.
"If you're not afraid, then why are you trembling …" Tribe Leader You Xiong said instinctively.
"I'm not trembling, I'm full of energy." The Western Rat King refused to admit defeat.
"Dark Azure Ink Dragon …" On the other side, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses and muttered. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. His eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked up at the depths of the ancestral land.
"A Grade Eight great demon beast. If I can observe it, perhaps my Sword Qi creature, which is just one step away, will be able to break through the Knowledge Sea and appear …"
However, he was a little hesitant.
It was too far away, and he couldn't see the full appearance of the Dark Azure Ink Dragon.
He had to get closer so that he could observe it. However, that was a battle between Grade Eight existences. Even if he was only affected by the aftermath, it was not something he could withstand.
This was a little dangerous.
While Lu Qingshan was still hesitating, the situation changed again.
Suddenly, countless black threads appeared above them.
Not long after, these black threads gathered together and turned into a figure whose face couldn't be seen clearly.
Seeing this, Lu Qingshan's face suddenly changed.
These black threads were formed by Devil Qi.
Therefore, this Daoist figure in front of him was a member of the Demons!
How could he encounter a member of the Demons here?
If this was the case, then the person fighting the Dark Azure Ink Dragon must be a member of the Demons.
The Demons in the Firmament Territory were all from the Hades. How could the Hades be simple when they sent out such a powerful force?
Thinking of this, Lu Qingshan felt a chill in his heart.
"Who are you?" An old man with white hair and a white beard and a ruddy complexion stood out and questioned the strange figure.
He was Kui Yue, the chief of the Barbarian Spirit Tribe, one of the five top clans of the Barbarian Tribe.
Kui Yue cautiously sized up the figure in front of him and felt that his cultivation was unfathomable.
If it weren't for the presence of other Barbarian Tribe experts and Guardian Spirits, he wouldn't have dared to step forward.
Soon, several figures from the Barbarian Tribe flew out from the crowd and formed a triangle, surrounding the strange figure that suddenly appeared.
"Chief Kui Yue, this person's aura is strange. He doesn't look like a human." The chief of the Barbarian Wood Tribe raised his eyebrows and stared at the strange figure in front of him who hadn't said a word since he appeared.
After being reminded, Kui Yue carefully glanced at him and was suddenly inexplicably horrified.
The person in front of him had an extremely strange aura. He really didn't look like a human.
At this moment, the strange figure finally made a move.
In the next moment, countless black Qi suddenly gushed out of his body.
The black Qi was as black as ink and formed into clusters of dark clouds. Then, it suddenly expanded and fell in all directions. In an instant, it swallowed all the light and pulled everyone into a dark night demon realm.
Lu Qingshan's vision suddenly turned black.
At the top of this dark world, a scarlet vertical eye appeared, like an evil spirit overlooking the world.
Demon realm.
Lu Qingshan had already realized what kind of technique this was.
Demon realm corresponded to the Precept Domain of human cultivators. It was a technique that could only be used by cultivators above Realm Seven.
This was the ability to control heaven and earth.
Not only was the visibility of the cultivators in this dark world reduced to the lowest, but they were also completely isolated from the detection of their Divine Consciousness.
This world was already under the control of the Demons who had suddenly appeared.
This made everyone fearful, and the hot-tempered Guardian Spirits roared and screamed.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
"Retreat." Kui Ling was also pulled into this dark world. His expression changed and he shouted, "Those who are below Realm Seven, quickly leave this place!"
Although the barbarians present were not from his tribe, Kui Ling instinctively stood in front of the strange figure to buy time for the barbarian cultivators to escape.
The other barbarian cultivators did the same. Their bodies suddenly shone brightly, as if a blazing sun was slowly rising in their bodies.
They stood in front of the Demons.
As for those ferocious seventh grade Guardian Spirits, they had already violently pounced towards that strange figure.
"Hiss …" That strange figure only gave two hollow laughs. His figure swayed, and he actually disappeared into thin air from where he was standing.
The Guardian Spirits looked around angrily for the Demons who had disappeared. Then, they realized that the person had already appeared a few hundred feet to the left.
As the sky darkened, several balls of black Qi flew out of the Devil's body and landed on a few barbarian cultivators whose cultivation bases were not high.
These barbarian cultivators did not have any strength to resist. Their strong and vigorous bodies quickly shriveled and finally turned into dried corpses that collapsed to the ground.
This horrifying scene made many barbarian cultivators fearful.
For a moment, blood Qi filled the air. The barbarian cultivators were on high alert. Everyone was in danger. They quickly retreated and prepared to escape this area.
Lu Qingshan did the same and hurriedly escaped.
When he turned around, Lu Qingshan subconsciously glanced at the statue in the center of the lake.
This was not the first time he had seen this statue. Every time he looked at it, he felt an inexplicably familiar aura. He had carefully studied it, but in the end, he did not find anything.
This time, the familiar aura of the statue was particularly strong.
Unfortunately, the situation was urgent and he did not have time to think about the statue.
Looking away, Lu Qingshan continued to retreat. The Western Rat King had already returned to his original form and hid in his sleeve.
Fortunately, the strange figure seemed to only want to mess up the situation and did not have the intention to kill the barbarian cultivators. Therefore, he had completely released the restrictions of the Realm of Demons, allowing them to move around more easily.
Otherwise, if the caster of the Realm of Demons wanted to target them, it would be difficult for them to move around in the Realm of Demons.
"We have to break this Realm of Demons first." The Kuiyue tribe leader shouted, "Everyone, follow me!"
Lu Qingshan heard the voice of the Kuiyue tribe leader, but he did not turn around.
He did not dare to place his hopes on others. He could only speed up and escape from the Realm of Demons.
The retreat was unusually smooth.
Not long after, Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up. The long-lost sunlight shone on him again.
He had escaped from the Realm of Demons safely.
He had to leave this place. Who knew what would happen next!
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He was about to fly towards the east.
The east was the direction to leave the Wilderness.
Although the Demons, whose intentions were unknown, did not seem to have much killing intent towards the barbarian cultivators, it did not feel good to have their lives in the hands of others.
Therefore, it was best for him to leave the Wilderness as soon as possible.
Bang!
Lu Qingshan, who was about to move, heard a muffled thunderous explosion in the distance.
The battle over at the Dark Dragon's side was still ongoing.
Lu Qingshan's body suddenly stopped. The previous idea came to him again.
Should he go and take a look?
The Dark Dragon's battle was in the depths of the ancestral land. If he chose to go and watch, he would have to pass by this place again on his way back.
"I'll just take a few looks from afar. I'll leave once I'm done. Nothing will happen if I'm careful." Lu Qingshan did not hesitate for too long. He gritted his teeth and finally decided to take the risk.
More than a thousand Guardian Spirits had not been able to give birth to the Sword Qi Holy Spirit. If he missed this opportunity, when would he be able to achieve the Sword Qi Holy Spirit?
After making up his mind, Lu Qingshan did not hesitate anymore. He first put the Western Rat King into the Spirit Beast Pouch. Then, he flew towards the Dark Dragon's battle location at a low altitude.
His speed was extremely fast. After half a quarter of an hour, Lu Qingshan finally reached a distance where he could see the battle clearly.
In the blue sky, two figures were constantly entangled and fiercely colliding. The space seemed to ripple slightly under this violent attack. There was a terrifying energy spreading in all directions.
The area around their battleground was already in a mess, and rocks were flying everywhere.
On one side of the battle was a middle-aged male cultivator in his forties with a scholarly appearance.
However, the rolling black Devil Qi on his body destroyed this scholarly appearance.
On the other side was a five-clawed Black Dragon.
The Black Dragon's dragon horns were crystal clear and flickered with black light. Its entire body was covered with black scales.
Those scales were like armor. Each of them was as big as a door. They were shining brightly. Just a glance at them was enough to shock people.
In the black clouds, the Dark Dragon's greenish-black body was faintly discernible. It was hundreds of feet long and its back was as thick as a mountain.
This was the Barbarian Race's Divine Beast, the Dragon Race.
The Dark Dragon stood in the Void. Every time it moved, it would cause the Void to tremble.
An invisible pressure descended from dozens of miles away, causing Lu Qingshan's mind to tremble.
"Is this the Dragon Race?" Lu Qingshan's figure was hidden in the forest. A strange color flashed across his eyes. He looked blurrily at the Dark Dragon that was like a black Great Wall.
He observed its form and understood its meaning.
An endless sense of desolation and antiquity appeared in Lu Qingshan's mind.
He could clearly see every detail of the Dark Azure Ink Dragon's body.
Through this meticulous observation, he could even feel the terrifying power contained in his physical body.
The strong sense of danger seemed to have stimulated Lu Qingshan's potential. His observation speed was unprecedentedly fast.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous rumbling sounds rang out in the air.
Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and sketched the appearance of the Dark Dragon in his mind.
The feeling that a sword qi creature was about to be born in his sea of consciousness became more and more obvious.
The next moment, his sea of consciousness began to surge and tumble. It was as if a terrifying beast was about to emerge from the depths of the sea and look at the outside world.
Come out, come out!
Lu Qingshan kept shouting in his mind.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang in his sea of consciousness.
He seemed to have heard the roar of a ferocious beast.
Then …
Some disappeared. The roar disappeared, and the feeling that a sword qi spirit was about to be born also disappeared. Even the tumbling sea of consciousness returned to calmness.
Lu Qingshan's breathing quickened.
In the end, the terrifying ferocious beast hiding in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness didn't manage to poke its head out.
In other words, after observing more than a thousand guardian spirits and an eighth-grade dragon, he still could not produce a sword qi creature.
Even with his self-restraint, he could not help but feel a little irritated at this moment.
If you don't want to come out, then why are you roaring?
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