Chapter 28: Transcendence is imminent

Dragon Sparrow is a Taoist weapon of fire.
Using Dragon Que as the carrier to release Bing Zi Jue, in addition to giving Lu Qingshan twice the increase in combat power, it also gave him an unparalleled ability to control the fire element.
Whoosh whoosh!
Sword Qi in the form of flames shoots out from Lu Qingshan's acupuncture point.
They wandered back and forth within one foot of Lu Qingshan's whole body, moving extremely fast, like a swimming fish, covering the entire area impenetrable and forming an impenetrable barrier.
Zi Zi Zi!
When the sky-filled spells and magical instruments approached Lu Qingshan's body, the sword air springs hovering around Lu Qingshan's body would suddenly burst out, and they would catch the magical instruments or magical magical light so that they could not be approached.
"What's the situation?" Rosen's face changed drastically.
Lu Qingshan's attack on Wushuang, he could barely accept it in his heart, so as to comfort himself.
But isn't Jian Xiu's defensive ability extremely weak?
Now Lu Qingshan is alone in the face of these layers of offensive, but he still looks motionless like a mountain, which brings Luosen infinitely shocked.
"What level of mystery is this that can make a Void Refinement so powerful?!" Lawson's teeth were crushed.
He could hardly believe that Lu Qingshan, who was so powerful in front of him, would just be a cultivator.
However, the spirit power that was constantly surging in Lu Qingshan proved this time and time again.
"Impossible, what kind of secret technique is this, one person suppresses a hundred people, and it is nothing to say?"
"Even the cultivator of the noble rank realm, he didn't have this kind of combat power when he was in the fifth realm, right? How did he cultivate?"
The three combined monks hiding in Blade Island showed incredulous expressions, looked at each other, and exchanged a few words quickly.
At this time, Lu Qingshan had already dispatched again.
"Three breaths," he said softly.
Three breaths of time have passed since the use of the Bing Zi Jue to the present.
He still has fifty-seven breaths.
Although it was quite a lot, he didn't want to waste too much time.
The night is long and dreamy.
His figure swept forward, his clothes fluttering and his face was delicate, but his expression was boundlessly majestic and cold as a mountain.
Although the temperament is dusty, but the gods are even more frightening!
The Wang Chuan in his hand has already emerged with a fragmented but sharp sword aura.
next moment.
In the sky full of spells, Lu Qingshan rushed to the cultivators who had besieged him.
The buzzing sound, the impact of various spells, brightening the mist-shrouded sky, almost submerging Lu Qingshan's figure.
However, as Lu Qingshan raised his hands and feet, sword-qi gossamer continued to emerge, breaking the spells to pieces, all the magical auras were extinguished, turning into strands of essence and dissipating.
This is a very earth-shattering picture.
Lu Qingshan opened up and closed, rushing all the way, although there were many magical weapons in the chopping, but he could not stop him at all, fierce and domineering.
"So strong!" These people were jealous, but they didn't dare to retreat.
The ten figures gritted their teeth and pounced forward like a fierce beast. Everyone was very sturdy and tried to stop Lu Qingshan.
This is the responsibility of physical training.
Unless it is a breakout battle, sword repair will be used as an arrow to rush into the battle, otherwise in most cases, physical repair will have to act as this "front row" task.
Regardless of whether it can be topped or not, it has to be topped forward.
Therefore, in previous lives, physical training players said that they were the hardest to do the most tiring work and suffered the most discrimination.
Lu Qingshan didn't take them to heart, the sword clanked in his hands.
Cang!
For an instant, Wangchuan screamed, sword qi blasted, intertwined, forming a terrifying net of heaven and earth, densely and violently forward, covering this place and enveloping this space.
These sword auras are crystal clear, blooming with murderous aura.
They slashed past quickly, surpassing lightning.
The ten-digit Transfiguration monks who stood in front of him stood motionless in a daze. Following the powerful flesh body in the past, it exploded directly and was divided into many pieces and turned into remains.
"Dead?" The cultivator in the other direction looked at all this in a daze, at the colleague who turned into a wreck.
Everyone is a god-shifting cultivation base, and they are all colleagues. Although there are differences in strength, the difference in nature is not particularly large.
Since Lu Qingshan can instantly kill their colleagues so easily, and is still the most defensive physical training, it is also easy to kill them.
Why doesn't this make them horrified? Why not panic?
Rosen felt the fear of his subordinates, and knew that he would not do anything. Maybe the cultivators on his side would collapse first without having to do anything by Lu Qingshan.
His face was solemn, standing still, fully mobilizing the power of Blade Island's formation.
The two ghosts condensed by the power of the formation, with hideous faces, enveloped Lu Qingshan's figure, and immediately rushed towards him.
Behind the ghost is a foggy dragon raging, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, and the Yin Qi is as heavy as snow, covering the sky and the earth.
This kind of momentum is almost indescribable in words.
A cold light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
Just as the ghost was approaching, he instantly swung a sword.
"Sword Qi creates spirits."
In the sea of ​​his knowledge, the dazed green snake suddenly showed a happy expression
"Come to live"!
next moment.
As the sword light swept across the Forgotten River, the sword gangs raged layer by layer, growing on top of each other, rolling up thousands of waves.
This time the sword aura was no longer pure cyan. In the blue aura, there were still strands of red sword aura.
The red and blue colors are in sharp contrast, overlapping each other, crocheted,
The sword air rolls layer by layer, like a spring thunder, and like a red flame.
After a while, a mysterious mysterious snake was born, with a body as long as hundreds of feet, lifelike, and the surface of the body was blue and red.
The moment Xuan Snake appeared, he lowered his head and glanced at his body, and a touch of extremely humane confusion flashed in his eyes.
It seems to be wondering why you seem to be a little different today?
However, for a moment, Xuan Snake raised his head.
Although not the same, but also very handsome.
This is enough.
It is very satisfied.
Immediately, the mysterious snake rolled out, and wherever it passed, the two green and red auras went straight to the two ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, the mysterious snake entangled and collided with the two ghosts.
The sword energy of the mysterious snake rolled over the wall of the dragon, overflowing everywhere, and the cold air hit people, instantly splitting a ghost in two halves.
At the same time, its snake tail swept away, and it was entangled another Yin ghost.
There was a loud rumbling noise, and the ferocious ghost was strangled and shattered, turning into a sky full of mist, dissipating in the air, and spreading in all directions.
Xuan Snake continued to move forward, opening his mouth wide, and biting at the fog dragon that swept after the ghost.
The foggy dragon shook its body violently in front of the black snake. The green and red sword energy released by the black snake split its body, and the layers shattered. The fog collapsed rapidly and rolled back.
In the blink of an eye, it collapsed and ceased to exist.
Snake Life Eater, swallow the dragon again.
The astonishing performance of this sword aura creature stunned everyone else in an instant, and the hustle and bustle scene turned into a moment of stillness.
Including the three combined monks hiding in Blade Island, they raised their eyes, and through the thick fog, stared at Lu Qingshan, which had reached the peak beyond Blade Island.
"How can there be such a terrifying offensive power? At such an age, at this level, it is totally unreasonable to suppress so many people who are above his level!
Even the ghosts condensed from Luo Yin's large formation are not his one-to-one enemy. If he can maintain this momentum and become a powerful monk, wouldn't he be able to monopolize several demon masters alone? "
The oldest fit monk had a strange complexion, and his eyes flashed, "Although this kid may have something to himself, it is definitely because of the power of Taoism that this kid can perform like this!"
He was extremely sure.
Here, Lu Qingshan showed cold light.
boom!
Peach blossom happily flew out of his body, the entire sword body was shaking, making a very crisp clinking sound.
The peach blossom is very spiritual, as soon as it appeared, it violently rushed out, and went straight to the surrounding cultivators. The sword light was sharp, causing small bumps to grow on the body.
puff!
The one on the side was smashed by the peach blossom force, and was divided into two halves from the center line of the head, dripping with blood.
Puff puff!
Peach blossoms constantly shuttled through the crowd, specializing in the fragile physical and spiritual practice. The head of a monk was chopped off, the heads rolled down, and the corpses fell in pieces.
Even though these cultivators were prepared for defense long ago, all their defenses were broken at the touch of Lu Qingshan's flying sword.
Lu Qingshan, who had doubled his combat power, had too much offensive power.
Even a cultivator of the gods who was above him could not even block his flying sword, like a worm shaking a tree, and the porcelain was colliding with the rock, and it was impossible to withstand a single blow.
Lu Qingshan had no joys and no worries in his heart, and he could clearly feel his own strength.
This is the supreme secret of the Mozu, attacking Wushuang, invincible.
Lu Qingshan's heart is dual-purpose, holding a sword in one hand and controlling the sword with the other.
"Five breaths," he muttered to himself.
Up to now, five breaths have passed, and there are more than two hundred transformation cultivators on the field, and nearly thirty of them have been beheaded by him.
According to this progress, before the end of Bing Zi Jue's blessing, he can completely wipe out these Zhishoulou monks.
The cultivators who were present at this time had already changed their colors, and they kept going backwards, as if facing a demon king, they were all afraid.
Lawson, the chief secretary of the prison, his eyes shrank suddenly.
He had only thought that Lu Qingshan was a bit difficult before, but now, Lu Qingshan has given him the feeling of horror and fear.
His expression showed unprecedented dignity, and a three-tailed flag appeared in his hand, hunting.
Immediately afterwards, Lawson waved the flag, and the black mist that enveloped Blade Island rolled out again, suddenly spinning.
In an instant, two more Yin ghosts were born.
This is a super large formation that covers an entire island, how can it be so weak that it can be broken in one blow?
As long as the formation is not broken, even if the two ghosts are crushed, they will immediately regroup.
Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a look at the two ghosts that had reappeared.
"It's a bit troublesome."
He seemed to be very easy to defeat the two ghosts with the power of a combined monk, but in fact he used the sword qi creature that can be called one of his strongest explosive methods.
The consumption of sword qi creatures is huge, even he can't use it frequently.
With the help of the formation, these ghosts can continue to reunite.
"This is equivalent to letting me fight against a super large formation and more than two hundred cultivators with the power of one person."
One person's power, against a hundred people, against the big array!
In the blade island.
One of the cultivators said lightly: "Luo Yin's large formation, a sixth-rank large formation, the power of the formation is not dispersed, and the ghost can be reborn infinitely."
"And he obviously relies on the secret method to have the current horror power, but the secret method can never last forever." The other person also believed it deeply, with a smile on his face.
"Yes, stay safe, don't worry, as long as you rely on Luo Yin formation to drag him through the duration of the secret technique, he will be poor, and it's nothing." The old fit monk said indifferently.
They also could see that if it were not for the blessing of the word tactics, Lu Qingshan, even if he was strong, was by no means strong enough to chop and slay the cultivator of the of transformation.
Just as they spoke, the Yin Ghost once again slammed to Lu Qingshan fiercely, breathing out mist from his mouth, and came straight to Lu Qingshan.
The mist rolled and shrank in the air, and a black yin fire sprang up.
A cold breath emerged from it.
The mist and flames engulfed Lu Qingshan abruptly and began to shrink, completely concealing his figure.
Above the sky, the black mist is shrinking sharply, forming a sphere.
However, after only a breath, the black mist was violent, soaring, and finally exploded with a bang.
The sword-qi gossamer that surrounded Lu Qingshan's body was shining, and it abruptly shattered all the fog and shattered the body of the ghost.
Lu Qingshan was full of red light and rushed out.
boom!
He was violently plundered and went straight to the big formation
There, two new ghosts are taking shape.
"Since the formation is immortal and the ghosts are not scattered, then break the formation!"
Lu Qingshan suddenly raised his right hand, his eyes gleaming with cold light.
"Seven breaths!"
Time is up to now, just seven breaths have passed.
"Zhentian!"
He spoke, said two words, and swung a sword.
A sword is slashed, and the world roars.
The spiritual power in his body surged like a river, bursting out.
Wangchuan buzzed loudly, drew a trajectory of a stinging sword, and slashed it out.
Bing Zi Jue doubles the combat power, a sword that is fifteen times more powerful than the sky.
This is the most powerful attack he has issued so far.
The sea of ​​fog is boiling, and the world is full of inspiration.
A dazzling light surged from Luoyin's large array, and the light curtain began to shake, with spider-like cracks centered on Lu Qingshan's sword. uukanshu.com spreads in all directions.
Praise
The big formation was finally overwhelmed and exploded in the void.
Lu Qingshan was also staggered by the huge reaction force from the formation, and he kept backing away.
But no matter what, the formation has been broken, and the greatest reliance of the monks on the field has been shattered.
"Lu Qingshan!" But at this moment, an old voice suddenly appeared, and it was not difficult to hear the meaning of gritted teeth.
Three figures suddenly rushed out of Blade Island after Luo Yin's great formation was broken.
The three combined monks finally couldn't hold back at this moment.
Although they are unwilling to make a move, they also understand that they can't make a move now.
If he doesn't make any moves, all the cultivators present will be swept away by Lu Qingshan.
Seeing the appearance of these three figures, the "fit monk" felt the powerful aura that the fit monk released from them, and Lu Qingshan didn't panic and laughed.
His weird and unreasonable smile made the three newly-appearing fit monks feel hairy in their hearts.
"Why is he not afraid?" This idea flashed in the minds of the three cultivators for the first time.
A bad premonition emerges
Here, Lu Qingshan sneered.
Is this the final trump card of the enemy this time?
To deal with him a cultivating monk, the enemy sent out three combined monks.
No one can say the slightest no, it can't be said that they gave it in vain.
But it is a pity, the fit monk, he is really not afraid.
Because he has sword charms.
But this time, he didn't plan to use sword charms.
because
Half a quarter of an hour before arriving at Blade Island, he had already deduced his second secret sword to perfection on the warship.
"Then today, break through the transformation of God."
Lu Qingshan said in his heart.