Chapter 482

Fu Shaoping was not feeling well at this time, and his continuous casting of spells consumed a huge amount of his spiritual energy. But he knew that this sandstorm lion must be dealt with as soon as possible. He gritted his teeth and thought of the Taiyi Sword Formation composed of twelve thunder swords. He moved his hands quickly across his chest and muttered a complex spell.

Following his spell, twelve swords emitting purple light flew out from his storage space. The blades of these swords are engraved with runes, and the runes sparkle with the power of thunder and lightning. Fu Shaoping poured all his remaining spiritual power into these twelve swords. His body was trembling slightly, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

He shouted loudly: "Twelve swords come out, Taiyi Sword Formation, done!" Twelve thunder swords quickly arranged in the air to form a complex sword formation. Once the sword formation was completed, the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder was rolling. Waves of thunder and lightning power fell from the dark clouds and poured into the Thunder Sword.

The Sandstorm Lion felt the huge threat from the Taiyi Sword Formation. It struggled crazily, trying to escape. But the Taiyi Sword Formation has locked it, and it has nowhere to escape.

Fu Shaoping looked at the Sandstorm Lion and said to himself: "Today, either you die or I die." He controlled the Taiyi Sword Formation to press towards the Sandstorm Lion.

Twelve thunder swords attacked at the same time, and the power of thunder and lightning on the swords struck at the sandstorm lion. The sandstorm lion used sand armor to resist, but the power of thunder and lightning was too strong, and the sand armor was quickly shattered. Thunder and lightning hit the sandstorm lion's body, and it roared in pain.

Fu Shaoping kept adjusting the attack direction of the sword formation. His spiritual power was nearly exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. The Sandstorm Lion began to fight back. It rushed towards the sword formation with its huge claws, but was repulsed by the thunder and lightning power of the sword formation every time.

In the fierce battle, the power of thunder and lightning from the Taiyi Sword Formation intertwined with the power of sand from the Sandstorm Lion. The surrounding yellow sand was scorched by lightning and turned into black gravel. There were also burnt marks on the sandstorm lion's body.

Fu Shaoping was very nervous. He knew this was his last chance. He also injected the power of his soul into the Taiyi Sword Formation, and the power of the sword formation instantly increased greatly.

Twelve thunder swords simultaneously emitted a huge thunder and lightning. This thunder and lightning gathered the power of all the swords and struck at the head of the Sandstorm Lion. The sandstorm lion's eyes widened. It wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Thunder and lightning hit the head of the Sandstorm Lion. It let out a final scream, and then its huge body collapsed. The moment the sandstorm lion fell, the surrounding yellow sand raised a huge wave of sand, and then gradually calmed down.

Fu Shaoping looked at the Sandstorm Lion lying on the ground, and the nervousness in his heart was gradually replaced by the expectation of harvest. He knew that the materials of this fifth-level sand beast were extremely precious and had great value in refining magic weapons and improving one's own strength.

He first walked towards the huge head of the Sandstorm Lion. On the head of the Sandstorm Lion, the once fierce eyes had lost their light at this moment.

Fu Shaoping took out a special spiritual power knife. This knife was made by himself. It was extremely sharp and could easily cut through places where spiritual power gathered. He cautiously approached the Sandstorm Lion's eyes, thinking:

"The eyes of this sand beast contain powerful sand power. If it can be integrated into my magic weapon, it will definitely increase the power of the magic weapon."

When the knife cut into the flesh around the eyes of the Sandstorm Lion, Fu Shaoping clearly felt a resistance. The sand beast's skin was far tougher than he imagined.

He increased the output of his spiritual power, and the light on the knife became brighter, and then he slowly took out the eye completely.

The two eyes in his hands were like two gems emitting earthy yellow light, and the light seemed to contain the anger of the sandstorm lion during his lifetime.

Then, Fu Shaoping came to the claws of the sandstorm lion.

The sandstorm lion's claws are huge and sharp, each claw is as long as Fu Shaoping's arm. He squatted down and carefully observed the structure of the claws. He knew that the claws could not only be used to make sharp weapons, but also contained unique patterns of sand spiritual power inside. Along the root of the claw, he used the spiritual knife to cut the connecting skin, flesh and muscles bit by bit. During the cutting process, he could feel the spiritual power in his claws trembling slightly, as if it was the last struggle of a sandstorm lion.

"It's not easy to get this claw, but the more difficult it is, the more valuable it is." Fu Shaoping murmured to himself. It took him a lot of time to remove the claws of the Sandstorm Lion one by one. He put his claws aside and looked at the row of sharp claws, already thinking about how to refine them into a pair of powerful gauntlets.

Then, Fu Shaoping's eyes fell on the fur of the Sandstorm Lion. This fur covers the entire body of the Sandstorm Lion, like a thick layer of sand armor. He reached out and touched the fur. He could feel the rough sandy texture on the fur, but at the same time he could also sense the powerful spiritual power contained in the fur. He took out a pair of spiritual scissors from the storage ring. These scissors can accurately cut the hair where spiritual power is concentrated.

He began to cut a piece of fur from the Sandstorm Lion's back. The fur is very tough, and each cut requires him to mobilize a lot of spiritual power. Fu Shaoping was cutting and thinking: "If this fur is made into a cloak, it will not only be able to resist wind and sand, but also provide certain protection in battle." After he cut off a large enough piece of fur, he found that under the fur The flesh showed a peculiar texture, which was the trace of the power of sand flowing in the Sandstorm Lion's body.

Finally, Fu Shaoping began to deal with the spiritual power core in the Sandstorm Lion. He knew that this spiritual power core was the source of the power of the Sandstorm Lion and the most precious material. He placed his hands on the abdomen of the Sandstorm Lion and slowly injected spiritual power into it, trying to find the exact location of the spiritual power core. As the spiritual power went deeper, he felt a strong reaction force, but he did not retreat.

After some effort, he finally found the spiritual power core. It was a sphere emitting a strong earthy yellow light, surrounded by complex spiritual power patterns. Fu Shaoping carefully took out the spiritual power core, and he could feel that the core contained huge energy. "I have to study this spiritual power core carefully, maybe I can understand some secrets about the power of sand from it." Fu Shaoping was secretly happy.

After collecting the materials of the Sandstorm Lion, Fu Shaoping put them into the storage ring one by one. He looked at the sandy land that was messed up by the battle, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the depths of the desert again.

After Fu Shaoping packed up the precious materials of the Sandstorm Lion, he continued to walk deeper into the desert. He knew that this desert was full of dangers, but in order to find more rare materials and improve his strength, he had to go deeper.

The scenery of the desert was still monotonous and cruel, with the scorching sun hanging high and yellow sand flying all over the sky. Fu Shaoping looked around vigilantly. Although his spiritual power was consumed greatly in the battle with the Sandstorm Lion, his eyes were still firm.

Suddenly, a low roar came from a distance, and the ground began to shake slightly.

Fu Shaoping's heart tightened, and he knew that danger was approaching again. After a while, a group of sand beasts appeared in his field of vision.

These sand beasts have different shapes, some like huge scorpions, and some like winged sand snakes, but the most eye-catching one is the beast king standing in the center of the group of beasts. Fu Shaoping could feel that the beast king exuded a powerful aura of incarnation, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fu Shaoping knew that in the face of such a powerful enemy, he had to go all out. He first thought of the Daluo Vajra Seal. This is a spell with extremely strong defensive power, but it requires a high degree of concentration and a lot of spiritual power to perform. Fu Shaoping quickly adjusted his state. He stood firmly on his feet, put his hands together in front of his chest, and silently chanted a mantra. The formula of the Daluo Vajra Seal emerged in his mind, and every rune was clearly visible.

"The world has spirits, and the Vajra protects the body."

Fu Shaoping shouted in a low voice, and he began to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power gathered between his hands like a trickle. As the spiritual power gathered, his hands began to emit golden light, and the light became stronger and stronger, gradually forming a huge golden handprint. This handprint was engraved with ancient runes, and the runes flashed with mysterious power. Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth, pushed the handprint out, and shouted:

"Daluo Vajra Seal, appear!"

The golden handprint quickly grew larger, flew in front of Fu Shaoping, and then hovered in the air.

The golden light it emitted formed a barrier, protecting Fu Shaoping in it. Fu Shaoping looked at the barrier and felt a little relieved. He knew that this barrier could temporarily resist the attacks of the sand beasts, but facing the beast king with the cultivation of the spirit transformation, it might not last too long.

The beast king seemed to have noticed Fu Shaoping's defense. It roared and commanded the sand beasts to attack.

A group of sand snakes rushed over first, opening their bloody mouths and rushing towards the barrier formed by the Daluo Vajra Seal.

When the sand snakes hit the barrier, golden light flashed and a buzzing sound was made. Fu Shaoping could feel the impact of the barrier, and his spiritual power was slowly consumed.

"This won't work. I must take the initiative to attack."

Fu Shaoping thought to himself.

His eyes fell on the sand beasts not far away, and he had a plan in his mind. He decided to cast the Prisoner Ice Seal.

This is an ice spell that can temporarily seal the enemy in ice. Fu Shaoping began to prepare to cast this spell. He moved his hands quickly across his chest, and his fingers were like agile butterflies, changing into various complex gestures.

He chanted a cold spell:

"Ice Spirit, obey my orders. Prison the power of the sky, seal everything."

As the spell was chanted, the temperature around Fu Shaoping began to drop sharply.

He extracted moisture from the surrounding air, injected spiritual power into it, and transformed the moisture into ice elements. The ice elements gathered around him, forming a series of ice-blue rays. These rays were like spirit snakes, winding towards the sand beasts.

The sand beasts felt the cold breath and began to panic.

But the light of the prisoner's ice seal was extremely fast, and soon it entangled several sand snakes and scorpions. The ice-blue light spread quickly, wrapping these sand beasts in a huge ice block. The sealed sand beasts struggled in the ice, but could not move.

The beast king roared angrily when he saw his men being sealed. It rushed towards Fu Shaoping in person, shaking the ground with every step. Fu Shaoping felt the Beast King's anger, and he knew he had to be more careful. He took out the Star Scimitar from the storage space. He got this scimitar during a mysterious ruins expedition. The blade was inlaid with star-like gems, exuding mysterious power.

Fu Shaoping held the Star Scimitar and injected his spiritual power into it. The blade of the scimitar immediately flashed with star-like light, and the light seemed to contain the power of the universe. He shouted: "The power of the stars, help me kill the enemy!" Then he rushed towards the Beast King.

Fu Shaoping and the Beast King collided instantly, and the Star Scimitar intersected with the Beast King's claws, making a sharp metal collision sound. Fu Shaoping could feel the Beast King's immense power, and his arms were numb from the shock. But he did not retreat, and he used the sharpness of the Star Scimitar to constantly look for the Beast King's flaws.

The Beast King's attacks became more and more fierce, and every swing of its claws brought a storm of yellow sand. Fu Shaoping shuttled through the yellow sand, his figure like a ghost. While dodging the Beast King's attacks, he looked for opportunities to counterattack. Suddenly, he saw a brief gap in the Beast King's abdomen, and he swung the Star Scimitar without hesitation and stabbed the Beast King's abdomen.

The blade of the Star Scimitar cut through the Beast King's fur, but failed to penetrate deeply. The Beast King roared, swung his claws hard, and knocked Fu Shaoping out. Fu Shaoping fell heavily to the ground, and he felt that his internal organs were displaced. He spat out a mouthful of blood, secretly marveling at the power of the beast king.

"No, I have to use a more powerful spell." Fu Shaoping struggled to stand up, and he decided to cast the Taiyi Sword Formation composed of twelve Jinglei Swords. He quickly moved his hands across his chest and chanted a complex spell. His voice was a little trembling because of the injury, but still firm and powerful.

Twelve swords emitting purple light flew out of his storage space. The swords were engraved with runes, and the runes flashed with the power of thunder and lightning. Fu Shaoping injected all his remaining spiritual power into the twelve swords. His body trembled slightly, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Twelve swords out, Taiyi Sword Formation, done!" Fu Shaoping shouted. The twelve Jinglei Swords quickly arranged into a complex sword formation in the air. Once the sword formation was completed, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rolled. One after another, the power of thunder and lightning fell from the dark clouds and injected into the Jinglei Sword.

The Taiyi Sword Formation pressed towards the Beast King, and the twelve Thunder Swords attacked at the same time, with the lightning power on the swords striking towards the Beast King. The Beast King felt the huge threat from the Taiyi Sword Formation, and it struggled frantically, trying to escape. But the Taiyi Sword Formation had already locked it, and it had nowhere to escape.