Chapter 40 Mortal Body

After a moment's pause, the small words of fireflies washed down Lu Qingshan's field of vision again like a waterfall.

"Obtained the advanced mission of the Six Tribulation Realm: [Hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches]."

[Hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches coming]: "Hundreds and thousands of reasons cannot defeat four big characters - no matter how far away they are, they will be punished." - The Tao clan, the ally of the human race for thousands of years, has turned against the enemy and must be punished. .

.........

Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed.

The small characters of fireflies that were constantly flowing in front of my eyes disappeared.

He took a long breath, and then there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

There has never been an advanced mission that was so to his liking.

From the moment he saw Dao Yuanzi in Jingjian City and confirmed that the Dao clan had already surrendered to the demon camp, Lu Qingshan was not ready to let go of these young Dao clan members.

In particular, the Tao clan still used him as a reason to terminate the alliance with the human clan.

If someone offends me, I will offend him.

This is not only the purpose of Lu Qingshan, but also the purpose of sword cultivation.

And now, he has one more reason.

Look, even 'Deep Blue' made him have to throw this punch.

However, there are more important things waiting for Lu Qingshan.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan put the matter aside for the time being and quickly put away the dark blue panel.

Five or nine heavenly tribulations have passed, and his cultivation has made further progress.

Lu Qingshan could clearly feel that the power of the Ancient Tribulation shrouded in his body seemed to have weakened a bit - of course the power of the Ancient Tribulation could not be weakened in vain, but his strength had become stronger, and accordingly the power of the Ancient Tribulation had become stronger. Weak.

If I am strong, it means you are weak.

The famous theory of relativity.

However, this improvement in cultivation level is actually very limited in helping Lu Qingshan approach the Tribulation Sword.

He looked at the robbery sword not far away.

The distance between the two is only a thousand feet. It seems to be within reach, but in fact it is a chasm that is far away.

The only good news is that there will be no more interference from the catastrophe.

Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth, and the look on his face became more determined.

His steps took another step.

There is naturally a way to retreat.

But as long as the direction is right, as a sword cultivator, how can you regret it?

boom!

Lu Qingshan's whole body cultivation and the power of his soul exploded to the extreme at this moment.

........

"No, it's too different." Outside the Land of Heaven's Punishment, Ming Yu felt the powerful power erupting from Lu Qingshan.

It was a power that far exceeded her imagination and knowledge. It was a power that she had never imagined she could feel in a Five Tribulation Realm monk.

At any other time, she would have marveled at how powerful it was.

Only now, Ming Yu's evaluation will only be "not enough".

Yes, Lu Qingshan's background is deep and his strength is strong, far exceeding that of monks of the same level.

But no matter how strong he is, he is still not as strong as a monk in the realm of honor. There is even a huge gap between him and a monk in the realm of honor.

But this natural chasm is something that no monk in the Zunhao realm can cross.

Moreover, the difference is not just a little bit, but the limit is reached before even half of the journey is reached, and no further progress can be made.

Ming Yu was already particularly shocked that Lu Qingshan could now travel 20% of the distance with his cultivation level in the Five Tribulations Realm. He was quite impressed by Lu Qingshan.

"The Tribulation Realm Yuanshen... The strength of the Yuanshen alone is comparable to that of the Nine Realm monks. This is his strongest point. Not surprisingly, the Ancient Tribulation will also target his Yuanshen... ....”

"The Tribulation Realm Soul, he should be able to advance another two hundred feet, and he will reach the limit by then." Ming Yu and Zang Xiaojian said, giving their own judgments.

Zang Xiaojian clenched his fist nervously.

Compared to Ming Yu, she is still too young, not rational enough, and too naive, but this also makes miracles that she is willing to believe happen.

Yes, Ming Yu would not lie to her, and Ming Yu also said it was absolutely impossible.

But...what if?

She always has an inexplicable trust in Lu Qingshan.

Since Lu Qingshan knows the rules but still tries, does that mean he is more or less sure?

Thinking like this, the expectations in her heart grew bigger and bigger.

Because Zang Xiaojian knew that Jie Jian was the only hope to save Lingye Island and her parents.

........

Ming Yu's judgment was not wrong.

Lu Qingshan moved forward step by step, gradually approaching the limit of two hundred feet given by her.

puff!

Finally, Lu Qingshan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the purple lotus flower between his eyebrows was constantly changing in light and dark, which meant that his soul was under tremendous pressure.

Not only was blood spurting out of his mouth, but all his orifices were bleeding.

The power of the ancient calamity has become indescribably powerful at this time.

And you must know that even now, Lu Qingshan has only advanced about 400 feet, and is still about 600 to 700 feet away from the Tribulation Sword.

It was simply unimaginable how Lu Qingshan would be able to cross the rest of the journey.

The crisis has reached its extreme level.

Not only on Lu Qingshan's side, but also on Zangxiu's side.

.......

Boom boom boom!

The loud noise spread throughout the entire Jingjian City.

The confrontation between Xie Zun and Zang Xiu became increasingly fierce.

laugh!

When Zangxiu's right arm cut through the sky and struck at Xie Zun's head, Xie Zun opened the sky with a punch, jumped up, and blasted forward simply and violently.

Arms and fists smashed together.

The vast coercion instantly enveloped Bahuang.

This kind of power is too majestic and shocking.

"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed that there are monks among your Immortal Clan who have such combat power!" Xie Zun, who took a few steps back with Zang Xiu, said one word at a time.

The Immortal Clan is a large clan, but compared to their Demon Clan, they are too small.

The Beimang clan was born aristocrats and had noble blood. The people in the entire clan who could surpass him in strength were only a handful of palms apart. Even among the human clan, there were not many monks that he could fear.

But he didn't expect that among the Changsheng clan, which he regarded as just a corner, there would be a Zangxiu who could fight him head-on.

"No wonder you have the confidence to drive away our demon lord several times." The evil lord said indifferently.

He is not worried. Firstly, he knows that the final winner must be himself, and secondly, their numbers have an absolute advantage.

"Immortal God and Demon Body!" The Evil Lord roared angrily, the divine light shot into the sky, and the divine body shocked the world.

He no longer uses any secret techniques, but relies on his divine and demon body to fight Zangxiu.

This is the joy of seeing a hunter.

The Evil Lord has not seen a monk who can physically fight against their demons for a long time.

Zang Xiu wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were sharp, and there was a trace of worry that could not be hidden deep in his eyes.

He is worried about his wife and daughter.

But he couldn't be too distracted and had to focus on the battle in front of him.

His right arm had already turned golden, and it was incredibly powerful and unshakable. This was what he relied on for so long.

From another perspective, why can't it be said that Zangxiu at this time also possesses the body of a god and a demon?

Above Jingjian City.

Zangxiu's black hair was scattered, and his eyes were like the sun, shooting out two golden lights, just like his golden right arm, extremely bright and shocking.

His body was stained with blood, but his aura was like a rainbow.

At this moment, he was like the reincarnation of a war immortal. He was full of fighting spirit and extremely high-spirited when facing a powerful enemy.

With a long roar, he took the initiative to charge towards the Evil Lord.

The sound of the flesh tearing through the sky seemed to tear apart the heaven and the earth.

The Evil Lord was also completely unafraid.

His fist power was unparalleled, and he kept bombarding forward, causing the void to break open and create dents one after another.

If it weren't for Zang Xiu's physical body, which was indestructible as a soldier, it would be unimaginable that he could withstand a few punches from the Evil Lord.

Roar!

The Evil Lord fought extremely happily, roaring like a prehistoric beast. Every time he waved his fist, he could suppress the world and form great pressure, affecting Zangxiu.

"How dare a little Tibetan clan fight against our Beimang demon clan?" Evil Lord scolded angrily.

"Do you really think that your bloodline is superior to others?" Zangxiu also roared, his skin fluorescing, and his golden right arm became more dazzling and shocking.

The sword's light is infinite, like a surging river, surging out and killing all the fists in the sky.

As a soldier, he possesses extraordinary power and pours it all out.

Zangxiu mobilized all the power of the sword melted in his body.

Now, he is clearly the most sharp-edged sword.

The right arm is drawn out, the sword light is shining, the left arm is lowered, the rainbow is shining through the sun, the right leg is sweeping, the sword energy is sweeping, the left leg is lifted out, the bullfighting is angry, and even the sword light is shooting out from the eyes.

Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather forgive me?

There is no rule for monks to judge their superiority based on their bloodline.

Even if there is...

The Tibetan family's bloodline is a forbidden bloodline, so it is extremely difficult to pass on. It is many times more difficult than the inheritance of the Holy Demon Clan.

Similarly, the bloodline of the Tibetan family is theoretically stronger than that of the Beimang clan!

Collectors have extraordinary power.

But in the past, the collector hid in Lingye Island and no one knew about it.

To this day, Zangxiu shows off her talents and shocks the Demon Lord.

The brilliant sword light covered the sky, extremely gorgeous and unparalleled in brilliance.

Evil Lord's blood was boiling, emitting unparalleled fluctuations.

Boom!

The blood energy was billowing, like a dragon absorbing water, forming a tornado and stretching Cang Yu open.

brush!

Zangxiu waved his right arm, and a terrifying sword light struck out. A powerful divine light shone like a star falling from the sky.

However, the Evil Lord was extremely calm. At this time, he just stretched out a palm and lightly crushed it in the void. The impact of the sword light was immediately wiped out.

The palm he stretched out was large, with a dark luster flowing around it, like a bottomless black hole, dispersing all the attack power in the sword light.

Zang Xiu looked awe-inspiring, feeling the power of the Evil Lord. He was worthy of being the pinnacle of the Beimang clan.

"Come, let me see how much combat power you still have to tap." Evil Lord said calmly. In countless previous confrontations, he has gradually become familiar with Zangxiu's methods and is no longer afraid of them.

Zangxiu sighed, a little helpless.

No matter how evil and villainous the demons are, their fighting qualities cannot be denied.

The demons themselves are a fighting race.

But Zangxiu's fighting spirit still remains.

Perhaps, he was destined to be bloody and meet a disastrous end, because the enemy on the opposite side was invincible, but he did not lose his courage because of this.

"kill!"

Zangxiu let out a light scold, and its sound was like the sound of a sword, causing the void to resonate.

His energy seemed to be on fire.

In Jingjian City, the lightning rods all over the city were activated for the second time.

It was also the last time I was induced.

The power of thunder that day was so powerful that even if there were countless lightning rods all over the city to divide the pressure, the power of thunder could only be triggered once in a short period of time.

Zangxiu was forced to arouse the second time at this time. As a price...

Bang bang bang!

Explosions were heard one after another, and the lightning rods standing on the top of the pavilion were visible to the naked eye. At this time, they exploded one by one, one after another, like an earth-shattering explosion.

At the same time, at the cost of the city's lightning-guided artifacts being shattered, the extremely rich power of thunder accumulated in front of Zangxiu, forming a thunder dragon.

He unleashed the most terrifying blow.

The thunder dragon has a huge body, shining scales, and ferocious head horns!

Roar!

Zangxiu used his arm as a sword and struck forward again.

The Thunder Dragon then roared, overlapped Zangxiu's right arm, and crashed into the Evil Lord.

"What a thunder dragon, this should be the power of your Lingye Island's rare treasure!" Evil Lord clicked his tongue in surprise, with greed in his eyes.

With a thought in his mind, he used the Emperor Zi Jue again!

Various runes appeared densely behind him, forming a huge imperial shadow!

...........

Thunder light flows along the way forward, and there is a terrible aura of destruction in every path.

These lightning flashes are not scary to Lu Qingshan.

The truly terrifying thing should be the invisible power of ancient calamity.

Lu Qingshan also gradually understood that the power of the ancient tribulation should be the reason why the tribulation sword can gather tribulation thunder. It is the magical place of the tribulation sword, like the divine chain of order, bringing heavenly punishment.

At this moment, he had reached the limit of two hundred feet predicted by Ming Yu.

He was trembling all over, and the purple lotus flower between his eyebrows began to gradually dim in the change of light and dark, and the bright time became less and less.

Lu Qingshan's soul is decaying and weakening under the power of the ancient calamity.

What's even more terrifying is that his hair unknowingly changed to gray, and then quickly turned to white.

Old white.

God is the foundation of a person.

If God is not present, everything ceases to exist.

Therefore, as the soul decayed, Lu Qingshan's physical body also began to weaken, showing signs of withering, getting older and older, and losing its vitality.

"Is it really that difficult?" Lu Qingshan's voice was muffled, and he looked at the Tribulation Sword floating quietly six to seven hundred feet away with a sad smile.

"Come back, the sword of the gods cannot be touched by a mortal body!" Ming Yu had already expected this situation, but seeing that Lu Qingshan had no intention of retreating, he couldn't help but call out from the air.

"A mortal body..." Lu Qingshan looked at Jie Jian, with reluctance and a hint of extremely obscure madness in his eyes.

The intention to destroy corrupt souls is becoming more and more alarming.

It seemed that if he took one more step forward, his soul would be blown away.

Without true immortal power, there is absolutely no way to get close to the Tribulation Sword.

And how can a mortal body possess immortal power?

........

Is it true that a mortal body cannot possess immortal power?

Lu Qingshan ignored the threat from the power of ancient calamity. The unwillingness in his eyes reached the extreme at this moment, as if it was about to burst into flames.

He is the one who wants to fight against the sky.

God, so what?

Will it be more powerful than the sky?

Lu Qingshan took another step forward.

The pain of the decay and destruction of his soul made his eyes red and made him feel the pain from the depths of his soul.

But he didn't care at this moment. He only had one thought in his mind, which was...

forward!

........

A little starlight rose above his head.

His spirit is melting away.

"Are you going to die?" Lu Qingshan murmured, feeling the power of the ancient calamity emanating from the sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes revealed an even brighter light.

Until now, he has not given up.

He firmly believes that he has the power that can be called "immortal", but it has not been activated yet.

Lu Qingshan is forcing himself.

...

"Does he want his life?!" Mingyu exclaimed, losing his usual calmness.

She never imagined that after reaching the limit, Lu Qingshan did not retreat as she expected, but continued to move forward.

"He will die if he continues like this!" Ming Yu turned to Zang Xiaojian and said, extremely worried, hoping that Zang Xiaojian could call Lu Qingshan back, and even prepared to go and bring Lu Qingshan back himself.

"Mom...look." What she didn't expect was that Zang Xiaojian didn't have much worry on his face, and instead there was a sparkling light in his eyes.

Seeing Zang Xiaojian's expression, Ming Yu thought of a possibility in his mind, but instinctively he couldn't believe it.

She subconsciously looked back and was stunned.

"this......."

Just when black smoke was rising from Lu Qingshan's body, and his body was about to decay into ashes as his soul melted, a sudden change... appeared!