The dragon bird is a Taoist weapon belonging to the fire attribute.

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!

The sword energy hairspring in the form of blazing flames shot out from Lu Qingshan's acupoint.

They wandered back and forth within a foot of Lu Qingshan's body, moving extremely fast, like swimming fish, covering the entire area airtightly, forming an indestructible barrier.

Sizzle!

When the sky full of spells and magic weapons approached Lu Qingshan's body, the sword energy hairspring hovering around Lu Qingshan's body would suddenly shoot out, grabbing either the magic weapon or the magic aura to prevent it from getting close.

"What exactly is going on?" Rosen's face changed drastically.

Lu Qingshan attacked Wushuang, but he could barely accept it and comforted himself.

But isn’t it true that sword cultivators have always had extremely weak defense capabilities?

Now Lu Qingshan was alone in the face of these layers of attacks, but he still remained motionless, which gave Rosen endless shock.

"What kind of secret method is this that can make a person refining the void, and how powerful it is?!" Rosen's teeth were shattered.

He could hardly believe that Lu Qingshan, who was so powerful in front of him, could only be a void-refining monk.

But the spiritual power that is constantly stirring in Lu Qingshan proves this time and time again.

"Impossible. What kind of secret technique is this? One person can suppress a hundred people without any trouble?"

"Even a monk in the title realm didn't have such combat power when he was in the fifth realm, right? How did he practice?"

The three fused monks hiding in Blade Island showed disbelief, looked at each other, and exchanged a few words quickly.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was already on the move again.

"Three breaths." He muttered softly.

Three breaths have passed since the execution of the Bing Zi Jue.

He still has fifty-seven breaths left.

Although it was a lot, he didn't want to waste any more time.

Long nights and many dreams.

His figure was lowered and swept forward, his clothes were fluttering, his face was delicate, but his expression was majestic and as cold as a mountain.

Although his temperament is ordinary, his divine power is even more impressive!

The Wangchuan in his hand has already emerged with a fine but sharp sword energy.

next moment.

Lu Qingshan rushed towards the god-transformation monks who surrounded him amid the spells that filled the sky.

The buzzing sound was harsh, and the impact of various spells and spiritual lights illuminated the mist-shrouded sky, almost drowning Lu Qingshan's figure.

However, as Lu Qingshan raised his hands and feet, the sword Qi hairsprings continued to emerge, shattering the spells. All the spells were extinguished and turned into wisps of essence and dissipated.

This is a very earth-shattering picture.

Lu Qingshan opened and closed, and rushed forward. Although there were many magic weapons slashing at him, they couldn't stop him at all, he was fierce and domineering.

"So strong!" These people were afraid, but they did not dare to retreat.

More than a dozen body cultivators gritted their teeth and pounced forward like ferocious beasts. Everyone was very tough, trying to stop Lu Qingshan.

This is the responsibility of physical education.

Unless it is a breakout battle, in which the sword cultivator is used as the arrow to charge into the formation, in most cases, the physical cultivator has to serve as the "front row" task.

No matter whether you can push it or not, you have to push forward.

Therefore, in previous lives, physical training players said that they were forced to do the hardest work, the most tiring work, and suffered the greatest discrimination.

Lu Qingshan didn't take them seriously, and the sword in his hand clanked.

Clang!

In just a moment, the River of Forgetfulness roared, and the sword energy spurted and intertwined, forming a terrifying dragnet that moved forward densely and forbiddingly, covering this place and enveloping this space.

These sword auras are crystal clear, bursting with murderous aura.

They slashed past quickly, faster than lightning.

The dozen or so god-transformation monks who blocked him stood motionless in a daze. Immediately after, their usually strong bodies exploded and were divided into many pieces, turning into bloody wreckage.

"Dead?" The god-transforming monk in the other direction looked at all this in a daze, looking at his colleague who had turned into a wreck.

We are all in the realm of spiritual transformation, and we are all colleagues. Although there are differences in strength, the difference in essence is not particularly large.

Since Lu Qingshan could instantly kill their colleagues so easily, and he also had the strongest defense, he could also kill them easily.

Why don't they panic? Why don't they panic?

Rosen felt the fear of his men and knew that if he didn't do something, the monks on his side might collapse first without Lu Qingshan taking action.

He looked solemn and stood still, mobilizing the power of Blade Island's formation with all his strength.

The two Yin 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 Yin ghost, there is a mist dragon raging, with teeth and claws, and the Yin energy is as heavy as heavy 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.

At the moment when the ghost was about to come, he swung his sword in an instant.

"Sword energy creature."

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the stunned green snake suddenly showed a happy expression

"Come to life"!

next moment.

As the sword light of Forgotten River swept across, the sword gangs were raging layer by layer, overlapping each other, rolling up thousands of waves.

This time, the sword energy was no longer pure blue, but within the blue energy, there were also wisps of blazing red sword energy.

The red and blue colors form a sharp contrast, overlap each other, and are crocheted,

The sword energy rolled layer by layer, like bursts of spring thunder, and like rolling red flames.

After a while, a mysterious black snake was born, with a body of a hundred feet long, lifelike, with green and red colors on its body.

The moment Xuan She appeared, he first lowered his head and glanced at his body, with a flash of extremely human confusion in his eyes.

As if wondering why I seem a little different today?

However, he was stunned for just a moment, and Xuan She raised his head.

Although it is different, it is also very handsome.

This is enough.

It's very satisfying.

Immediately, the black snake rolled out, and everywhere it passed, green and red energy burst out, heading straight for the two ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, the black snake was entangled and collided with the two ghosts.

The sword energy from Xuan She's whole body rolled over the dragon wall and spread out in all directions. The cold air hit people, and in an instant, it split a Yin ghost into two halves.

At the same time, it swept its snake tail and entangled another ghost.

A loud rumbling sound was made, and the ferocious ghosts were strangled and shattered into pieces, turning into mist that filled the sky, dissipated in mid-air, and spread in all directions.

The black snake continued to move forward, opening its bloody mouth and biting the fog dragon that followed the ghost.

The fog dragon's body shook violently in front of the mysterious snake. The green and red sword energy released by the mysterious snake split its body apart, and the layers were shattered. The fog quickly collapsed and rolled back.

In just the blink of an eye, it collapsed and ceased to exist.

The snake eats the ghost, and then 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 fused monks hiding in the Blade Island, they all raised their eyes and stared at Lu Qingshan outside the Blade Island, whose momentum had reached its peak through the thick fog.

"How can he have such terrifying attack power? At such an age and in this realm, he can suppress so many people at a level higher than him. It makes no sense at all!

Even the Yin ghosts condensed from Luo Yin's formation are not his enemies. If he can maintain this momentum and become a powerful monk, wouldn't he be able to monopolize several demon lords by himself?"

The oldest fused monk had a strange look on his face and his eyes flashed, "Although this kid may have something of his own, the reason he can perform like this is definitely because of the power of the Taoist weapon!"

He was extremely certain.

Here, Lu Qingshan's eyes showed a cold light.

boom!

The peach blossoms happily flew out of his body, and the entire sword body vibrated, making an extremely clear clanking sound.
To be continued...