The Dragon Bird is a fire-attributed Taoist weapon.
Using the dragon bird as a carrier to release the Bing Zi Jue not only doubled Lu Qingshan's combat power, but also gave him unparalleled control over the fire element.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Threads of sword energy in the form of flames shot out from Lu Qingshan's acupoints.
They roamed back and forth within a ten-foot radius of Lu Qingshan, moving extremely quickly like swimming fish, covering the entire area tightly and forming an indestructible barrier.
Sizzle!
When the magic spells and magical weapons in the sky approached Lu Qingshan's body, the sword energy circling around Lu Qingshan would suddenly shoot out and grab the magic weapon or magic aura, preventing it from getting close.
"What's going on?" Rosen's face changed drastically.
Lu Qingshan's attack was unparalleled, but he could barely accept it in his heart and comfort himself.
But haven’t sword cultivators always had extremely weak defensive abilities?
Now Lu Qingshan is facing these layers of attacks alone, but he remains as still as a mountain, which brings infinite shock to Rosen.
"What level of secret technique is this that can make a Void Refining Realm person so powerful?!" Rosen was about to grind his teeth to pieces.
He could hardly believe that Lu Qingshan, who was so powerful in front of him, could be just a Void Refining cultivator.
However, the spiritual power that was constantly surging in Lu Qingshan's body proved this time and time again.
"Impossible, what kind of secret technique is this, one person suppressing a hundred people, and it's not a problem at all?"
"Even a monk at the Venerable Realm wouldn't have this much combat power when he was at the Fifth Realm, right? How did he cultivate?"
The three combined monks hiding in the Blade Island showed an expression of disbelief, looked at each other, and exchanged a few words quickly.
At this time, Lu Qingshan had already set out again.
"Three breaths." He whispered softly.
Three breaths of time have passed since the time the Bing Zi Jue was performed.
He still has fifty-seven breaths of time.
Although it was a lot, he didn't want to waste any more time.
The night is long and dreams are many.
He leaned forward, his clothes fluttering, his face was handsome, but his expression was majestic and cold as a mountain.
Although his temperament is extraordinary, his divine power is even more intimidating!
The Wangchuan in his hand was already emitting a fine but sharp sword energy.
The next moment.
Amidst the magic spells, Lu Qingshan rushed towards the gods who had surrounded him.
The buzzing sound was piercing, and all kinds of magical auras were emitting, illuminating the foggy sky and almost submerging Lu Qingshan's figure.
However, as Lu Qingshan raised his hands and feet, sword energy continued to emerge, shattering the spells. All the magic auras were extinguished and dissipated as wisps of essence.
This is a very earth-shattering scene.
Lu Qingshan rushed forward with great force. Although there were many magical weapons hacking at him, they could not stop him at all. He was fierce and domineering.
"So strong!" These people were afraid, but they did not dare to retreat.
Dozens of physical cultivators gritted their teeth and pounced forward like ferocious beasts. Each of them was very fierce and tried to stop Lu Qingshan.
This is the responsibility of physical training.
Unless it is a breakout battle, where sword cultivators will be the spearhead in charging the formation, in most cases, physical cultivators will have to take on the task of being the "front row".
Whether you can push forward or not, you have to push forward.
So in the previous life, physical training players all said that they were the most miserable - doing the most tiring work and suffering the greatest discrimination.
Lu Qingshan didn't take them to heart, and the sword in his hand clanged.
clang!
In just a moment, the Forgetful River roared, sword energy shot out, and intertwined, forming a terrifying net that stretched forward densely and eerily, covering this place and shrouding this space.
These sword energies were crystal clear and exuded murderous aura.
They slashed past quickly, faster than lightning.
The dozen or so Jindan cultivators who were blocking his way just stood there in a daze, not moving a muscle. Then their usually strong bodies exploded, split into many pieces, and turned into bloody debris.
"Dead?" The Divine Transformation cultivator in the other direction stared at everything in a daze, looking at his colleague who had turned into debris.
They all have the cultivation level of a spirit being transformed, and they are all colleagues. Although there are differences in their strength, the differences in essence are not particularly large.
Since Lu Qingshan could kill their colleagues so easily and instantly, and they were physical cultivators with the strongest defense, he could also kill them easily.
How could they not be horrified? How could they not panic?
Rosen felt the fear of his men and knew that if he didn't do something, the monks on his side might collapse without Lu Qingshan having to do anything.
His face was solemn as he stood still, trying his best to mobilize the power of the Blade Island's formation.
Two evil ghosts condensed by the power of the formation, with ferocious faces, enveloped Lu Qingshan's figure and instantly rushed towards him to bite him.
Behind the evil ghost, there was a raging fog dragon with bared fangs and claws. The yin energy was as heavy as snow, covering the sky and the earth.
Such momentum is almost indescribable in words.
A cold light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
Just as the evil ghost was about to approach, he swung out with his sword instantly.
"Sword Qi Creature."
In his sea of ​​consciousness, the dazed green snake suddenly showed a happy expression.
——“It’s time to live!”
The next moment.
As the sword light of Wangchuan swept across, layers of sword energy raged, overlapping and rolling up thousands of waves.
This time, the sword energy was no longer pure green. Within the green energy, there were also wisps of fiery red sword energy.
The red and green colors form a sharp contrast, overlapping and crocheting each other.
The sword energy rolled over and over, like bursts of spring thunder or rolling red flames.
A moment later, a magical black snake was born. It was a hundred feet long, lifelike, with a body of alternating green and red.
The moment the black snake appeared, it first looked down at its own body, and a very human confusion flashed in its eyes.
As if wondering...why do I seem a little different today?
But it was only a moment of stunned silence, and then the black snake raised its head.
Different, but still very handsome.
That's enough.
It is very satisfied.
Immediately, the black snake rolled out, and wherever it passed, waves of green and red energy appeared, and it went straight towards the two evil ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, the black snake entangled with the two evil ghosts and collided with each other.
The sword energy from the black snake rolled like a dragon wall, spreading everywhere, and the cold air was so cold that it instantly split a ghost into two halves.
At the same time, its snake tail swept and entangled another ghost.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and the vicious ghost was strangled and shattered, turning into mist all over the sky, which dissipated in mid-air and spread in all directions.
The black snake continued to move forward, opened its bloody mouth, and bit at the fog dragon that was following the ghost.
In front of the black snake, the mist dragon's body shook violently, and was cut into pieces by the green and red sword energy released by the black snake. The mist quickly collapsed and rolled back.
In just a blink of an eye, it collapsed and ceased to exist.
The snake devoured the ghost, and then swallowed the dragon.
The astonishing performance of this sword-energy creature instantly shocked everyone else, and the noisy scene suddenly stopped for a moment.
Including the three combined monks hiding in the Blade Island, they all raised their eyes and stared through the thick fog at Lu Qingshan, whose momentum had reached the peak outside the Blade Island.
"How can he have such a terrifying attack power? At this age and at this realm, he can suppress so many people who are one realm higher than him. It doesn't make sense! Even the Yin Ghosts condensed by the Luoyin formation are not his opponents. If he can maintain this momentum and become a powerful cultivator, won't he be able to defeat several Demon Lords by himself?"
The oldest fusion cultivator had a strange look on his face, his eyes flashing with divine light, "Although this kid may have some skills himself, he can perform like this because of the power of the Taoist weapon!"
He was absolutely certain.
Here, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed coldly.
boom!
Peach blossoms flew out of his body happily, and the entire sword was vibrating, making a very crisp tinkling sound.
The peach blossoms were extremely spiritual. As soon as they appeared, they surged out violently and headed straight for the surrounding Divine Transformation Monks. The sword light was so eerie that it gave people small bumps on their bodies.
puff!
A spiritual practitioner standing nearby was struck by Peach Blossom's force, split in half from the center of his head, and was covered in blood.
Puff puff puff!
Taohua kept shuttling among the crowd, focusing on the Dharma practitioners and spiritual practitioners whose bodies were fragile. The heads of the Divine Transformation practitioners were chopped off one by one, and heads rolled down, with corpses falling in large pieces.
Even though these Jindan cultivators had already made defensive preparations, all their defenses were shattered at the touch of Lu Qingshan's flying sword.
With his combat power doubled, Lu Qingshan’s attack power is too strong.
Even a Divine Transformation cultivator who was one realm higher than him could not even block one of his flying swords. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree or porcelain colliding with rock, and they could not withstand a single blow.
Lu Qingshan felt neither happy nor worried, and could clearly feel his own strength.
This is the supreme secret method of the demon clan, unparalleled in attack and invincible.
Lu Qingshan was dividing his mind, holding the sword in one hand and controlling the sword with the other.
"Five breaths." He muttered to himself.
Five breaths of time have passed, and he has killed nearly thirty of the more than two hundred Jindan cultivators on the field.
At this rate, he would be able to completely wipe out these Zhishou Tower monks before the blessing of the Bing Zi Jue ended.
The Divine Transformation cultivators present at the scene had all changed color and kept retreating, as if they were facing a demon king and were all terrified.
The eyes of Rosen, the chief warden, suddenly narrowed.
He just thought that Lu Qingshan was a little difficult before, but now, Lu Qingshan made him feel terrified and frightened.
His expression showed unprecedented solemnity, and a three-tailed flag appeared in his hand, fluttering in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, Rosen waved the flag, and the black fog covering Blade Island rolled out again and suddenly spun.
In an instant, two more ghosts appeared, surrounded by a misty dark aura and overwhelming murderous spirit.
This is a super formation that covers the entire island, how could it be so weak that it would be shattered by just one blow?
As long as the formation is not broken, the two ghosts will immediately re-condense even if they are shattered.
Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two ghosts that appeared again.
“It’s a bit troublesome.”
It seemed that he had defeated the two Yin ghosts with the power of combined monks very easily before, but in fact he used the sword energy creature, which was one of his most powerful means of explosiveness.
The consumption of sword energy creatures is extremely high, and even he cannot use it frequently.
However, with the help of the power of the formation, these ghosts can continue to reunite.
"This is equivalent to asking me to fight against a super large formation and more than 200 Divine Transformation cultivators with my own strength..."
One man against a hundred men, against a large formation!
In Blade Island.
One of the combined cultivators said calmly: "Luo Yin formation, a sixth-grade formation, as long as the power of the formation is not dissipated, the ghosts can be reborn infinitely."
"And he obviously relies on the secret technique to possess his current terrifying combat power, but the secret technique can't last forever." The other person also agreed with a smile on his face.
"Yes, be patient. As long as we rely on the Luo Yin Formation to delay the duration of his secret method, he will be at his wit's end and it will be nothing for him." The old fusion cultivator said calmly.
They all saw that if it weren't for the blessing of the Bing Zi Jue, even if Lu Qingshan was strong, he would never be strong enough to kill a Jindan cultivator like chopping melons and vegetables.
As they were talking, the ghost once again pounced towards Lu Qingshan fearlessly, spewing mist from its mouth and heading straight for Lu Qingshan.
The fog rolled and shrank in the air, and black fire rose up.
A chilly aura emanated from it.
Mist and Yin Fire suddenly enveloped Lu Qingshan and began to shrink, completely covering his figure.
Above the sky, the black mist was shrinking rapidly, forming a sphere .
However, just a moment later, the black mist shook violently, expanded rapidly, and finally exploded with a bang.
The sword energy lingering around Lu Qingshan was shining brightly, and it forcefully dispersed all the fog and shattered the ghost's body.
Lu Qingshan rushed out with red light all over his body.
boom!
He rushed forward violently, heading straight for the formation.
There, two new ghosts are taking shape.
"Since the formation cannot be destroyed and the evil spirits cannot be dispersed, then we should break the formation!"
Lu Qingshan suddenly raised his right hand, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Seven Breaths!"
Just seven breaths have passed since then.
"Zhentian!"
He opened his mouth, uttered two words, and swung his sword.
With one sword strike, heaven and earth roared.
The spiritual energy in his body surged like a river and exploded.
The Wangchuan River made a buzzing sound, drew a sword trajectory like the Waking of Zhe, and slashed out.
The Bing Zi Jue doubles the combat power, and the sword is fifteen times more powerful than the one that can suppress the sky.
This was the most powerful attack he had ever delivered.
The sea of ​​fog was boiling, and the sky and earth were filled with spiritual light.
A dazzling light surged from the Luo Yin formation, and the light curtain began to shake. Spider-web-like cracks spread out in all directions with Lu Qingshan's sword as the center.
Praise!
The great formation finally couldn't bear the weight and exploded in mid-air.
Lu Qingshan was also shaken by the huge recoil force from the formation and staggered and kept retreating.
But no matter what, the formation has been broken, and the greatest reliance of the monks on the field has been destroyed.
"Lu Qingshan!" But at this moment, an old voice suddenly appeared, and it was not difficult to hear the gritting of teeth in it.
After the Luo Yin formation was broken, three figures suddenly rushed out from the Blade Island.
The three combined monks finally couldn't hold back any longer at this point.
Although they were reluctant to take action, they also understood that they had no choice but to take action now.
If he didn't take action now, all the cultivators present would be wiped out by Lu Qingshan.
"A cultivator who has achieved the state of fusion..." Seeing these three figures appear and feeling the powerful aura released from them that only a cultivator who has achieved the state of fusion has, Lu Qingshan did not panic but laughed instead.
His strange and unreasonable smile made the three newly appeared combined monks feel uneasy.
"Why isn't he afraid?" This thought immediately flashed through the minds of the three combined monks.
A bad feeling emerged.
…
On this side, Lu Qingshan sneered.
Is this the enemy's final trump card this time?
To deal with him, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, the enemy had to send out three cultivators at the Combined Stage.
No one can say that it is not right, and no one can say that they gave it for free.
But unfortunately, he is indeed not afraid of the combined monks.
Because he has the sword talisman.
But this time, he was not going to use the sword talisman.
because……
Just half a quarter of an hour before arriving at Blade Island, he had already perfected his second secret sword move on the blood-stained warship.
"Then let's break through to the God Transformation today."
Lu Qingshan thought to himself.