What is weapon robbery?

Just like when a monk reaches a certain level of cultivation, his powerful cultivation will cause Heaven to send down a catastrophe to test the monk.

If you can get through it, you will make one step forward; if you can't get through it, you will die.

The same is true for magic weapons.

When its level reaches a certain level, its own powerful power will cause turmoil in the world, and finally there will be a catastrophe.

After passing through, the magical weapon truly completes its transformation and becomes more powerful.

The greatest hope of countless weapon refiners in their lives is to refine a magical weapon that can cause disaster.

For them, this is the highest honor, even if they die in a calamity, they will not hesitate.

It can be seen that the majesty of heaven and earth at this time was so great that Mo Yan, as a bystander, felt a faint palpitation in his heart.

The thick dark clouds were spreading, becoming thicker and heavier, covering most of the sky in the blink of an eye.

From a distance, it looks like it is pressing down on the ground, giving people an extremely suffocating and depressing feeling.

Within the dark clouds, lightning is swimming around, and if it occasionally touches each other, a huge thunderous sound will erupt during the collision, which will make people's hearts tremble even more.

Mo Yan couldn't help but admire Lu Qingshan as he looked at Lu Qingshan who could remain calm even under such thunder.

boom!

The dark clouds brewed to a certain extent, and suddenly an extremely thick electric light rushed out from them.

The dazzling and dazzling light, like the sharp sword of the gods, tore open the sky and lit up the entire dark world.

This sudden violent lightning caused Mo Yan's expression to change, his brows to frown slightly, and the hairs all over his body to stand on end.

Obviously, the intensity of the weapon robbery was several points more fierce than he imagined.

The peach blossoms trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound, which seemed very turbulent.

Under the thunder of heaven, everyone should be afraid.

But if you want to become stronger, you have to face the thunder.

Just like a person who is afraid of heights forcing himself to bungee jump, it requires great courage and perseverance.

Under the dark clouds, Lu Qingshan raised his head and looked at the thunder that cut through the sky.

The sound of thunder seemed to be exploding right next to his ears, causing a buzzing sensation in his eardrums.

"What is supposed to come will come, Taohua, let's go together." He smiled slightly, with a calm expression on his face, and comforted Taohua.

Buzz!

The Peach Blossom Sword trembled in response.

Just like a monk going through a tribulation, others are not allowed to interfere.

When a magic weapon passes through a tribulation, except for the owner of the magic weapon and the magic weapon itself, no one else is allowed to interfere, otherwise it will not be counted as having passed through the thunder tribulation.

The light and dark changes of lightning flickered in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

He put his fingers together and lightly wiped his forehead.

There, a purple lotus flower slowly emerged like a heavenly eye,

Ten flowers in the extreme realm.

The energy in his Dantian began to surge, like a roaring wave.

Crackling.

The thunderbolts merged in the dark clouds and became more intense, shaking the heaven and the earth like drums in the sky, which was thrilling.

After about a few breaths, a gap suddenly opened in the dark clouds.

Immediately, a thunderbolt from the sky, with a loud sound that resounded throughout the world, was like an angry dragon, poking out from the black clouds and shooting out violently.

Its target is Lu Qingshan in front of the ancient temple, and the peach blossoms as green as jade in front of him!

Seeing the thunder from the sky crashing down, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed with solemnity.

He grasped it with his palm, and the jade-like peach blossom was held in his hand.

In the sword body, there is a unique charm that is elusive even for Lu Qingshan, as well as a sharper and more direct, powerful will that seems to break through everything.

Lu Qingshan shouted, his body suddenly floated into the air, and then he came out with his sword.

The sword shadows appeared densely and hit the thunder dragon falling from the sky.

Thunder thundered down.

Move your sword up.

The sword shadows were layered on top of each other, as if they were endless, striking hard on the thunder dragon, cutting the latter violently open.

Countless thunderbolts as thin as gossamers spread out quickly under this sword, filling the sky outside the ancient temple like tiny snakes.

A group of snakes danced wildly.

Splitting the thunder dragon with one move, Lu Qingshan also took a deep breath.

His mouth was numb slightly.

This time, the attack was not as easy as it appeared on the surface.

Because the power of this thunder has already reached the level of a seventh-level monk's full attack.

And, this is just the beginning.

The dark clouds became more and more turbulent, as if they were angered by Lu Qingshan's actions.

After a while.

The sound of chirping resounded through the sky again, and thunder, which was twice as thick as the previous thunder dragon, rolled out from the dark clouds again.

Heavenly thunder crosses the sky and the earth, like a god descending on the dust.

Lu Qingshan looked at the thunder with ardent eyes. The purple lotus between his eyebrows shone brightly at this moment, releasing a ray of light and blending into the peach blossom.

The powerful Yuan Power is constantly rolling, like a dragon or a dragon, and suddenly pours into the peach blossom sword body.

Lu Qingshan let go slightly, and Peach Blossom suddenly came out of his hand. In an instant, it roared out. Under Mo Yan's shocked eyes, the green sword light cut through the sky, straight upward, facing the vertical thunder.

Bang!

The flying sword collided with the sky thunder, and the huge silver light exploded in mid-air like a huge firework.

Boom boom boom!

Lu Qingshan shattered two silver thunders in succession with an absolutely tyrannical gesture. The dark cloud seemed to possess human emotions and became even more furious.

At that moment, the silver snake rolled, and bolts of lightning fell like rain, one after another, hitting Lu Qingshan, who was suspended above the ancient temple.

Looking at this wave of offensive composed of dense sky thunders, the power of each sky thunder is equivalent to the full strength of a seventh-level monk.

This is a thunder that can make even a seventh-level monk feel suffocated.

But Lu Qingshan, whose cultivation level was no higher than the sixth level, faced this scene, his eyes became more and more full of fighting spirit, without any fear at all.

Twenty-three years old is an age when he is full of energy, not to mention he is still the most arrogant swordsman.

Although his unique life experience has created a steady and calm character, his essence is still arrogant and wanton.

At this moment, he showed the arrogance of the sword cultivator vividly.

Even if it is heaven and earth, he dares to confront it head-on.

The green sword light made a circle.

The peach blossom was once again held in Lu Qingshan's hands.

His robes made a rustling sound, and the powerful energy in his body surged out.

Then, Lu Qingshan's figure faced the silver thunder in the sky without fear.

The thunder from the sky was overwhelming and it was like the end of the world.

Lu Qingshan stepped forward alone with a sword, intending to tear the world apart.

"Xia Yu...falls!" Lu Qingshan's murmur echoed between heaven and earth, like the sound of a sting, and it was louder than the sound of thunder.

The trajectory of the peach blossoms leaves a trail of afterimages in the sky, like continuous raindrops all over the sky.

The shadow of the sword is like rain.

Secret Sword·Xia Yuluo.

Bang bang bang!

Huge collisions erupted one after another in the sky. With each explosion, the heaven and earth trembled slightly, and the ancient temple continued to shake.

In the blink of an eye, using Xia Yuluo, Lu Qingshan struck out seventeen swords in succession.

Then, thunder shattered.

The huge silver thunder that filled the whole world slowly collapsed under Mo Yan's shocked eyes.
To be continued...