Chapter 793: One Sword Divides the Sea
Zhenjun Yue Xuan tidied up his somewhat tattered moon-white robes, and then said: "This person is the master of Xitian Pavilion, and he has cultivated it many years ago. The Nascent Soul stage is complete, and his magic power is as vast as the sea. Although he uses the technique of dual cultivation, his methods are also very tricky."
"Fellow Taoist, please be careful, I will fight the enemy with you. ”
She did not refuse Li Qing’s help, and treated Li Qing as an equal existence in her words, and did not regard herself as an elder.
After listening to Zhenjun Yuexuan’s story, Li Qing moved his eyes to the master of Xitian Pavilion, and then chuckled: "Speaking of which, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to visit Xitian Pavilion, but I just But there has never been a chance.”
"I didn't expect to meet you, the famous Master of Xitian Pavilion, today. It's an unexpected surprise."
Over the years, he has been collecting flame gold patterns overtly and covertly, and even launched the Lingyun Sect. power.
Unfortunately, it has little effect. It is probably quite difficult to complete the missing flame gold pattern on the inner wall of the black furnace.
In his early years, he learned from a pill-forming poison master who was good at refining poison that Xitian Pavilion in Yunze Region had also collected similar golden flame emblems.
But later it was settled, and perhaps I felt that it was an impossible thing to accomplish.
Therefore, Li Qing has always wanted to find an opportunity to visit Xitian Pavilion. Now that he has sufficient strength and cultivation, he happened to meet the lustful pavilion master here.
In fact, this is not surprising. Xitian Pavilion is the same as Lingyun Sect. It is an absolute overlord-level immortal power in Yunze Region, overlooking the entire region.
It is normal for such a powerful force to receive an invitation from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce to watch the Ascension Ceremony.
Yang Wu looked at Li Qing carefully and made sure that the tall and tall monk in front of him had the same level of magic power as him. His face also showed a bit of solemnity, no longer as before. Too frivolous.
He slowly said: "Let me guess, you should be the famous True Lord Wuji in the Qingling Region, right?"
"With the help of the power of the formation during the demon disaster, you killed a fifth-level demon insect from the demon world. Your name is very loud now."
According to the clues in the previous rumors, Yang Wu quickly identified Li Qing's identity.
Li Qing was also quite surprised by this. He didn't expect that this person's guess was quite accurate. He was not the kind of stupid person who was so lustful that he was blinded by his lust.
"Haha, I didn't expect that such a false reputation could reach the ears of Pavilion Master Yang. This really makes me flattered." Li Qing said with a smile, but he was always paying attention to each other's every move.
Yang Xiong, who was holding a dark golden spear, sneered and said: "Whether it is a false reputation or not, you have to fight to find out."
"I'm afraid it's not enough to be a hero and save the beauty in the hands of Mr. Yang with such a name."
After the words fell, Yang Xiong condensed a ball of bright golden spiritual power in his hands, and he Inject this spiritual power into your own magic weapon, the spear.
The next moment, the aura fluctuations emitted by this dark golden spear suddenly increased a lot, even approaching some ordinary Huangpin Lingbao.
Boom!
The spear flew out of the air, aiming directly at Li Qing's position.
The speed of this shot was so fast that it even blocked the space. It was absolutely unavoidable. If Li Qing didn't use the Wind and Thunder Silver Wings, he would have to take this shot forcefully.
But next to him was Zhenjun Yue Xuan, so he naturally did not consider hiding. He also wanted to try Yang Wu's methods.
After all, for those flame golden patterns in the future, I still have to go to Xitian Pavilion.
As soon as he thought of this, a huge warhammer appeared in Li Qing’s hand!
In an instant, three-color flames circulated on the Hunyuan Peerless Hammer, adding a bit of power to it.
Boom!
The war hammer was thrown out by Li Qing, and it quickly expanded to the size of a small mountain during flight. The blazing flames in it continued to sway out, emitting blazing high temperatures.
Bang!
The spear pierced the war hammer, and a powerful wave of spiritual power was released.
Just the aftermath of the leak caused all the rocks on the surrounding coast to collapse and be destroyed.
This is just the first confrontation!
Zhenjun Yuexuan, who was watching this scene from the side, changed his expression slightly, knowing that Yang Wu, who had just confronted him, had not yet used all his strength.
If she were to respond to this shot, she would probably end up seriously injured at least.
She turned her white wrist, and a pure white feather fan appeared in her hand.
“I’m here to help you!”
But Li Qing stopped her action: "There's no need to bother Senior Yuexuan to do it himself. I also want to weigh the strength of Pavilion Master Yang."
Hearing this, he was about to take action. True Lord Yue Xuan frowned slightly as he took out the feather fan in his hand, but finally stopped what he was doing and stepped aside to form a formation for Li Qing.
Yang Wu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Li Qing to be so particular, but he looked at him with a high regard.
But what he didn't know was that Li Qing had always been a person who wanted everything to be safe. The reason why he did this was because he was absolutely sure of victory.
“You’re still a character, but if your skills can only stop here, I will take away this mature beauty from Zhuyue Palace today.”
After speaking, Yang Xuan opened his mouth wide and spit out a ball of golden light.
Phew!
The spiritual light flashed out and quickly transformed into a golden and majestic lion.
This is actually a demon spirit, or a demon spirit that transformed into a demon king, and now it is unknown what means it has been transformed into what it is today.
“Roar!”
The roar of the golden lion demon spirit was loud, and its sound wave also had the effect of shaking the soul. Such indiscriminate attacks made Zhenjun Yue Xuan, who was plundering the formation, also touch his forehead in pain. She was so accomplished in the soul. , it is difficult to resist such attacks against the soul.
On the other hand, Li Qing, who was hit by the lion's roar from the front, did not change his face and his expression was extremely calm, as if this roar directed at the soul was just a little wind and frost.
His soul is powerful and blessed by the exquisite fairy voice. Naturally, he will not pay attention to this offensive.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring out the rice bucket. This guy became more and more lazy after he transformed, and he slept in the mountain gate all day long."
Li Qing shook his head. , and then waved with one hand.
boom!
The next moment, the entire sky suddenly turned dark, as if it had entered the dark night.
Woodling Puppet! The dark willow is coming!
The huge magic willow covered the entire sky in an instant, covering up all the sunlight cast by the scorching sun in the sky.
Clusters of pitch-black wicker shoot out, and driven by Li Qing’s thoughts, they sweep towards Yang Wu!
The Dark Willow is really too big. This is the Demonic Willow that once swept across the entire polar night world. It is not even enough to describe it as covering the sky and the sun.
Looking at this majestic and huge willow tree, Yang Wu's face froze slightly, and his eyes showed shock.
Boohoo!
The dark willow branches pierced the air and quickly swept towards him.
“Blissful Third Eye!”
Yang Wu's eyes were filled with a golden light. He just blinked, and all the wickers that were drawn towards him broke at the same time. Click!
A large number of broken willow branches fell into the sea, causing a dense layer of spray.
Li Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a little confused about what kind of magical power this was. He could cut so many wicker branches in just the blink of an eye.
You must know that every wicker branch of Dark Willow is extremely tough, especially after being refined into a wood spirit puppet. It is even comparable to the strength of some magic weapons. It can be broken so easily. It is really It's incredible.
"I want to see how many times you can blink!"
Li Qing continued to activate his wooden spirit puppet, mobilizing more and denser willow branches to sweep towards Yang Wu.
In response, Yang Wu closed his eyes again, and then quickly opened them.
Swish, swish, swish!
Same as before, a large number of willow branches broke in response. Between one move and another, the sea surface nearby was filled with a large number of broken willow branches.
However, it was obvious that this move was not without any cost. Yang Wu's complexion became a little pale, and it was obviously quite costly to perform this move.
But Li Qing was also a little distressed. Although the dark willow was huge and the number of willow branches was extremely large, it was not endless.
Because the dark willow has been turned into a wooden spirit puppet and has lost all vitality, once these willow branches are cut off, they cannot be regenerated.
“Come again!”
Li Qing continued to urge the willow sticks to blast towards Yang Wu. He also wanted to see what kind of magical power the so-called Blissful Third Eye was, and it was so weird. .
Only this time, Yang Wu's face twitched slightly, knowing that if he continued like this, he would definitely be the first to be killed.
The strange willow tree in front of him was so huge that its rolling branches seemed to be endless and never dry up.
Yang Wu suppressed the golden light in his eyes, took back his natal magic weapon, and then sat down in the void.
Immediately afterwards, a treasure light emerged from his body, covering his body layer by layer.
The dark willow branches entangled Yang Wu, and Li Qing subconsciously prepared to devour and refine him with the willow branches.
But soon he discovered that what kind of magical power Yang Wu had used suddenly became invulnerable to water and fire, and the wicker was unable to swallow even a trace of blood or spiritual power from his body.
"Some of them are like the Immortal version of the Golden Body Technique, which is quite surprising."
Li Qing removed the willow branches one by one, and then collected the dark willows together.
The sun shone down again and fell on Yang Wu's body. It reflected dazzling golden light, which was a bit dazzling.
“Fellow Taoist Wuji, my disciple Hanyue fell into this person’s hands and was imprisoned by him with a weird gourd.”
"Find a way to get that gourd!"
Li Qing nodded after hearing this, knowing that he could not delay it any longer, Chi Ze changed his mind.
Liu Hanyue is also an old friend of his, so naturally he cannot just watch something bad happen to him.
Thinking of this, Li Qing also gave up thinking about the opponent's strength and decided to win with one blow.
“I want to see how hard your bastard’s shell is!”
After speaking, Li Qing rose into the sky, and a slender golden killing sword appeared in his hand.
As soon as this killing sword appeared, it took away all the brilliance in the world, the only one in the world!
The evil sword circulated, and the dazzling golden light reflected out.
Li Qing raised the Immortal Killing Sword high and assumed the same posture as the Imageless Saint Ancestor back then.
Boom!
The next moment, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly boiled.
All the metallic energy converged towards the blade of the Immortal Killing Sword, making its edge extremely bright and dazzling.
In just a short period of time, the Immortal Killing Sword has already gathered a huge amount of metallic energy.
Although it is not comparable to the sword struck out by Saint Wuxiang Ancestor that day, it is enough to deal with a monk of the same realm.
“The White Emperor and the Golden Emperor beheaded!”
Li Qing whispered, and then slashed the Immortal Killing Sword held high in his hand toward the void ahead.
This sword divides the sea and opens the sky!
The bright golden sword blade cut through the void, and a crack in the void spread out as the blade cut.
This vast sea area was divided into two halves by the void crack. A huge amount of sea water was swallowed up and moved away, and it could not be integrated into one body in a short time.
And the sky also left a deep sword mark, which was extremely dazzling and conspicuous.
Zhenjun Yue Xuan on the side could no longer contain the shock on his face.
She suddenly thought of something that happened ten years ago. Ten years ago, a mysterious sword cultivator was born in the Qingling Region. He was killed with a sword.
Although this matter was only circulated in some circles in the Divine Transformation Stage, as the Palace Master of Zhuyue Palace, she had some vague connection with Yuezhao Ridge, so she naturally knew about it.
She looked at the tall figure holding a peerless killing sword in the sky, and she already connected Li Qing with the peerless sword cultivator in the Qingling Region ten years ago.
“This kind of sword power is unparalleled in the world. It should be him.” Zhenjun Yue Xuan felt guilty, and finally sighed: “Old ghost Tuntian, this junior of yours is really amazing. Gorgeous.”
As for Yang Wu, Zhenjun Yue Xuan didn't care that much.
Without any suspense, Yang Wu's golden body technique was broken, and his body was cut open with a sword, turning into two extremely smooth halves.
After a long time, a baby with a frightened face floated out of his belly. His Nascent Soul actually escaped this disaster.
But wanting Yuanying to escape is obviously a bit fanciful.
Li Qing has the fastest speed in the human world. Even the Wuxiang Saint Ancestor cannot catch up with him. How could a Nascent Soul escape from his grasp?
Behind Li Qing, a pair of silver-purple bone wings appeared.
The next moment, his figure disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he had already grasped Yang Wu's Nascent Soul in his hand. It only took one thought to decide whether it was alive or not. It's death.
In this way, Li Qing came to the side of Zhenjun Yuexuan, holding the sword in one hand and Yang Wu's Nascent Soul in the other.
"The task entrusted to me by my senior has been accomplished. Now it is up to my senior to decide his fate."
(End of this chapter)