Chapter 49 Primordial Spirit Realm

Lu Qingshan stepped off the ring, closed his eyes and meditated.

This time, even Sword Master Taibai, who had been silent in the ancient well, unconsciously took an extra look at Lu Qingshan.

Although Sword Master Taibai appreciated Lu Qingshan's previous performance, it was not enough for him to take a second look.

Without him, what Lu Qingshan can do, he can also do in Jindan, even better.

But since he witnessed with his own eyes that at the age of eighteen, Lu Qingshan practiced flying swords until the sword exploded with thunder, he finally paid attention to it a little bit.

He recalled a little bit in his mind, "It seems that I did this when I was in my twenties, right? This kid..."

In the second round of the arena battle, most of the matches were still one-sided.

The most intense and evenly matched arena battle, that is, on the 25th arena, the fierce battle between the two Jindan late-stage physical training.

The two fought for nearly an hour before ending the battle after one of them exhausted his spiritual power.

After resting for an hour, Lu Qingshan ushered in the third round of the group arena.

This time, the bright-faced Shuiyue Guanzhu presided over this round of the arena. She took a few steps forward and announced softly: "The third round of the arena is from twenty-five to thirteen. Because of the number of people, this round One person will have a bye and will directly advance to the next round.

According to our decision, the bye, Zhou Yuan! "

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but they had nothing to say.

If it were any other person, some people might be dissatisfied: Why is it his bye and not me?

But if the bye is Zhou Yuan, everyone will not have much opinion

"In the third round of arena matchup, the rules of the previous round will continue as usual, the winner of the No. , and so on." Shuiyue Guanzhu said firmly.

As the winner of the No. 7 ring, Lu Qingshan's opponent will be the winner of the No. 20 ring, Lingyue, the spiritual cultivator of Jindan's perfect cultivation base.

In particular, Lingyue is the only female monk among the monks who have not been eliminated at this time.

The remaining twenty-four people are all male monks.

Lu Qingshan returned to the arena, and a woman in a moon-white robe stepped onto the arena at the same time.

She is Lingyue.

With a gentle smile on Lingyue's face, she looked at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, blinked her eyes, and said very politely: "Lingyue of Huanling Palace."

Her voice is very pleasant, giving people a playful feeling.

"Qingzhou Lu Qingshan." Lu Qingshan bowed back.

"The game starts now!"

The gentle voice of Shuiyue Guanzhu spread throughout the audience.

The moment the voice came, a faint light flickered in Lingyue's eyes.

Buzz buzz!

An invisible wave of emptiness burst out from Lingyue's eyes, and arrived in front of Lu Qingshan in an instant, along the center of Lu Qingshan's eyebrows, and invaded Lu Qingshan's sea of ​​consciousness along the way.

The speed of the soul beam is too fast, and the key point is that its attack form is different from ordinary spells. It acts on the level of the primordial spirit. Ordinary body protection spiritual power or defensive magic weapon can be regarded as nothing !

Therefore, this spirit attack easily invaded Lu Qingshan's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the next moment, Lu Qingshan's eyes were full of confusion.

"It's a spirit attack. Lu Qingshan has been hit by Lingyue's spirit attack. He may not feel well now." A monk watching the battle understood the situation and said softly.

Here, seeing this scene, Lingyue was overjoyed!

It worked!

Her reaction was quick, she immediately seized the opportunity, and with a wave of her hands, seven thin crescent-shaped blades joined together to form a waning moon, whirling and flying like a sickle, piercing Lu Qingshan straight away.

The speed of this round of waning moons is so fast that it is difficult to trace their traces, and it is impossible to capture their trajectories at all.

Using the soul attack to make the enemy fall into a state of trance, and then take the opportunity to launch an attack, this is Lingyue's combat system, which is simple and crude, but also practical.

Lu Qingshan had also used this attack method with the Crying Soul Sword earlier.

But what is surprising is that, just as the waning moon magic weapon was about to be approached, a five-layer thick sword curtain suddenly appeared on Lu Qingshan's body.

Ding ding ding ding!

The waning moon hit the sword curtain, and the spiritual light overflowed. Under the effect of the counter-shock force, it spread out again, turning into seven crescent-shaped thin blades.

Lingyue looked again, and in the extremely beautiful eyes of the sword cultivator on the opposite side, there was no trace of distraction, it was clearly clear.

Moreover, she was also horrified to find that there was a playful smile on the face of that sword repairman.

Lingyue's heart jumped suddenly, and an ominous premonition arose.

Facts tell her that premonitions are often good spirits rather than bad spirits.

Whoosh whoosh!

There was a continuous swishing sound, and five hundred sword qi gossips that escaped into the void suddenly appeared around her and came towards her overwhelmingly.

Lingyue's face turned pale immediately, but she was still too slow to react, the sword qi gossamer like lightning had already bombarded her body-protecting spiritual power.

With the sound of clang clang clang, the spiritual power of body protection was instantly shattered.

The next moment, an aura appeared inexplicably, holding Lingyue Hu.

It is the aura of protection from the arena magic circle.

"Lu Qingshan won."

Shuiyue Guanzhu took a meaningful look at Lu Qingshan and announced like this.

"What's going on, what happened?" Some genius monks didn't understand at all, they clearly knew that Lu Qingshan was hit by Lingyue's soul attack just a moment ago, how could Lingyue be swept out in the blink of an eye?

"Lu Qingshan didn't get hit at all, his Yuanshen realm is very high..." Great Master Xuanji also caught a glimpse of this scene, and immediately understood the reason.

Yes, Lu Qingshan's Yuanshen realm is very high.

The Nine-pattern Golden Elixir he condensed has already brought great benefits to the improvement of his primordial spirit realm, and the perception of artistic conception will also increase the strength of his primordial spirit. It will temper the primordial spirit.

With the addition of the three, his current Yuanshen realm has almost reached the late stage of solidification.

One must know that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can't even reach the Nascent Soul Realm even in the middle stage of Consolidating Formation.

Being so solid, surpassing the primordial spirit of most Nascent Soul cultivators, Lingyue's soul attack, which was still at the Golden Core level, had no effect on him at all.

With a thought in Lu Qingshan's mind, all the remaining strands of sword energy dispersed.

"Wait!" Lu Qingshan was about to leave the arena when he was stopped by Lingyue.

Lu Qingshan turned around in surprise, not knowing why.

Lingyue gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of resentment, "Did you not be affected by my soul attack at all just now?"

Lu Qingshan thought for a while, then nodded silently.

"You...you are too much!" Lingyue said angrily with a sad face, and left the ring angrily.

The reason why she was able to break into the top 25 in the Seven Realms of Daoism, the biggest reliance is this hand of soul attack.

Since Lu Qingshan is immune to her spirit attack, he can easily defeat her.

But under the circumstances of being overwhelmed by strength, Lu Qingshan just performed a trick of pretending to be hit, and when she was proud to attack, he quietly arranged the hairspring of sword energy, instantly defeating her.

It made her look very stupid.

Then think of the playful smile on Lu Qingshan's face just now.

Originally, in her eyes, this sword cultivator, who was born exceptionally good-looking, suddenly became evil, which made her feel very angry.