Volume 12 is missing Chapter 40: Mortal Body
After a moment's pause, the small firefly characters once again rushed down in Lu Qingshan's vision like a waterfall.
"Obtain the Sixth Tribulation Realm Advanced Mission: [Strike with one blow to prevent a hundred blows]."
[Strike the first blow to prevent a hundred blows from coming]: "A hundred or a thousand reasons cannot defeat four words - even those far away must be punished" - The Dao Clan, the human race's ally for thousands of years, has turned against them and must be punished.
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A gleam of light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
The small firefly words that kept flowing before my eyes disappeared.
He let out a long breath, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
No advanced mission had ever been so satisfactory to him.
From the moment he saw Dao Yuanzi in Jingjian City and confirmed that the Dao Clan had long since defected to the Demon Clan's camp, Lu Qingshan had no intention of letting these traitors from the Dao Clan go.
In particular, the Dao Clan used him as an excuse to break their alliance with the human race.
If someone offends me, I will offend him.
This is not only Lu Qingshan’s purpose, but also the purpose of sword practitioners.
And now, he had one more reason.
Look, even Deep Blue forced him to throw this punch.
However, there are more important things waiting for Lu Qingshan.
So, Lu Qingshan put the matter aside for the time being and quickly put away the dark blue panel.
The fifty-nine heavenly tribulations were over, and his cultivation had made great progress.
Lu Qingshan could clearly feel that the power of ancient calamity surrounding him seemed to have weakened a little - of course, the power of ancient calamity could not have weakened for no reason, it was just that his strength had increased, so the power of ancient calamity seemed to have weakened accordingly.
If I become stronger, you will become weaker.
The famous theory of relativity.
However, this improvement in cultivation can actually be of very limited help to Lu Qingshan in approaching the Tribulation Sword.
He looked at the Jiejian not far away.
The distance between the two is only a thousand feet, seemingly within reach, but in fact it is an unreachable chasm.
The only good news is that there will be no more interference from heavenly tribulations.
Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth and the expression on his face became more resolute.
He took another step forward.
If you retreat, there is naturally a way out.
But as long as the direction is right, how could a sword cultivator regret it?
boom!
Lu Qingshan's overall cultivation and spiritual power exploded to the extreme at this moment.
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"No, the difference is too big." Outside the Land of Heavenly Punishment, Ming Yu felt the powerful force erupting from Lu Qingshan.
It was a power far beyond her imagination and cognition, a power she had never imagined a cultivator in the Fifth Tribulation Realm could feel.
At any other time, she would have marveled at the power.
Only now, Mingyu's evaluation can only be two words: "not enough".
Yes, Lu Qingshan has a deep foundation and strong power, far surpassing the cultivators of the same level.
But no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than the monks in the Venerable Title Realm. There is even a huge gap between him and the monks in the Venerable Title Realm.
However, this natural chasm cannot be crossed by even the monks at the Venerable Realm.
Moreover, the difference was not just a small one, but the limit was reached before even reaching half the distance, and it was impossible to move forward any further.
Ming Yu was particularly shocked that Lu Qingshan could now cover 20% of the distance with his cultivation in the Fifth Tribulation Realm, and he had a new respect for Lu Qingshan.
"The soul of the Tribulation Realm... In terms of soul strength alone, it is already comparable to that of a cultivator in the Ninth Realm. This is his strongest point. If nothing unexpected happens, the Ancient Tribulation will also target his soul..."
"For the soul in the Tribulation Realm, he should be able to advance another two hundred feet, and then he will reach his limit." Ming Yu and Zang Xiaojian said, giving their own judgment.
Zang Xiaojian clenched his fists nervously.
Compared to Mingyu, she is too young, not rational enough, and too naive, but this also makes her willing to believe in miracles.
Yes, Mingyu would not lie to her, and Mingyu also said it was absolutely impossible.
But...what if?
She always had an inexplicable trust in Lu Qingshan.
Since Lu Qingshan knew the rules but still wanted to try, it means that he is more or less confident, right?
Thinking of this, her expectations grew greater.
Because Zang Xiaojian knew that the Jie Sword was the only hope to save Lingye Island and her parents.
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Mingyu's judgment was not wrong.
Lu Qingshan moved forward step by step, gradually approaching the two hundred feet limit she gave.
puff!
Finally, Lu Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the purple-gold lotus between his eyebrows kept changing in brightness, indicating that his soul was under tremendous pressure.
Not only was blood gushing out of his mouth, but all of his seven orifices were bleeding.
The power of the ancient calamity has become so strong that it is indescribable at this time.
You have to know that even now, Lu Qingshan has only advanced about four hundred feet, and is still about six or seven hundred feet away from the Sword of Tribulation.
It is simply unimaginable how Lu Qingshan will be able to overcome the remaining distance.
The crisis has reached its extreme level.
It's not just Lu Qingshan's case, it's the same with Zang Xiu as well.
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Boom boom boom!
The deafening roar spread throughout the entire Jingjian City.
The confrontation between Xie Zun and Zang Xiu becomes increasingly intense.
laugh!
When Zang Xiu's right arm cut through the sky and chopped towards Xie Zun's head, Xie Zun opened the sky with a punch, leaped up, and blasted forward simply and violently.
Arm and fist smashed together.
Boundless pressure instantly enveloped the world.
This power is so overwhelming that it is shocking.
"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would never have believed that there would be a cultivator among your Immortal Clan who possessed such combat power!" Xie Zun, who retreated several steps at the same time as Zang Xiu, spoke word by word.
The Immortal Clan is a large clan, but compared to the Demon Clan, it is too small.
The Beimang clan was born noble, with noble blood. There were only a handful of people in the entire clan who were stronger than them in combat power. Even among the human race, there were not many cultivators that he could be afraid of.
However, he never expected that among the Changsheng Clan, which he saw as just a small corner, there would actually be a Zang Xiu who could fight him head-on.
"No wonder you have the confidence to drive away the Demon Lord of our clan several times." Xie Zun said coldly.
He was not worried, firstly because he knew that he would be the final winner, and secondly because they had an absolute advantage in numbers.
"Immortal divine and demonic body!" The Evil Lord roared, divine light shot up into the sky, and the divine body was astonishing.
He no longer used any secret techniques, but relied on his divine and demonic body to fight Zang Xiu.
This is the joy of seeing prey.
It has been a long time since Xie Zun has seen a cultivator who could fight against the demons in the flesh.
Zang Xiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of worry that could not be concealed in the depths of his pupils.
He was worried about his wife and daughter.
But he couldn't be too distracted and had to focus on the battle at hand.
His right arm had already turned golden. It was incredibly strong and unshakable. This was the reason why he had been able to hold on for so long.
From another perspective, couldn't Zang Xiu be said to possess the body of a god or demon at this time?
Above Jingjian City.
Zang Xiu's black hair was disheveled, and his eyes were like the sun, emitting two rays of golden light, just like his golden right arm, dazzling and shocking.
His flesh was stained with blood, but his aura was as strong as a rainbow.
At this moment, he was like a war immortal reborn, facing the powerful enemy, his fighting spirit was surging and extremely high.
With a long roar, he took the initiative to rush towards Xie Zun Zongheng.
The sound of flesh cutting through the sky seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart.
Xie Zun was also not afraid at all.
His punches were so powerful that he kept punching forward, causing the void to break apart and form depressions.
If Zang Xiu's body had not been used as a weapon and was indestructible, it would be hard to imagine that he could withstand a few punches from Xie Zun.
roar!
Xie Zun fought with great pleasure, roaring like a prehistoric beast. Every time he swung his fist, he could suppress the heaven and earth, creating tremendous pressure and affecting Zang Xiu.
"You little Tibetans dare to fight against my Northern Mang Demon Clan?" Xie Zun shouted angrily.
"Do you really think your bloodline is superior to others?" Zang Xiu roared angrily, his skin glowed, and his golden right arm became more and more dazzling, shocking.
The sword light was endless, like a surging river, surging out and destroying the fist intent in the sky.
He used his body as a soldier, possessing extraordinary strength, and poured it all out.
Zang Xiu mobilized all the sword power melted in his body.
Now, he is a sword with the sharpest edge.
The right arm slashed out with sword light flashing, the left arm fell down with a rainbow piercing the sun, the right leg swept across with sword energy, the left leg was lifted out with energy rushing like a bull, and even the eyes shot out sword light.
Would the kings, princes, generals, and ministers forgive their own kind?
There is no rule among monks to judge their status based on bloodline.
Even if there is...
The Zang family's bloodline is a forbidden bloodline, so it is extremely difficult to inherit. It is many times more difficult than the inheritance of the Holy Demon Clan.
Similarly, the Zang family's bloodline is theoretically stronger than that of the Beimang clan!
Collectors hold extraordinary power.
But in the past, the collector lived in seclusion on Lingye Island and no one knew about it.
Until today, Zang Xiu has shown his true potential, shocking the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan.
The brilliant sword light covered the sky, extremely gorgeous and brilliant.
The blood and energy in Xie Zun's body were boiling, emitting unparalleled fluctuations.
With a loud bang!
The blood and energy surged like a dragon sucking water, forming a tornado that expanded the sky.
brush!
Zang Xiu swung his right arm, and a terrifying sword light slashed out. A powerful divine light shone, like a galaxy falling from the sky.
However, Xie Zun was extremely calm. He just stretched out a palm and gently pressed it in the air, and the sword light that was rushing towards him was immediately wiped out.
The palm he stretched out was huge, with a dark glow flowing through it, like a bottomless black hole, dispersing all the attack power in the sword light.
Zang Xiu was awe-inspiring, feeling the power of Xie Zun, and he was worthy of being the strongest man of the Beimang clan.
"Come, let me see how much combat power you can still tap into." Xie Zun said calmly. He had gradually become familiar with Zang Xiu's methods in countless previous confrontations and was no longer afraid of him.
Zang Xiu sighed, feeling helpless.
No matter how evil or mean the demons are, their fighting prowess is undeniable.
The demons themselves are a fighting race.
But Zang Xiu's fighting spirit has not yet subsided.
Perhaps, he was destined to have a bloody and tragic end because the enemy on the opposite side was invincible, but he did not lose his courage.
"kill!"
Zang Xiu let out a light shout, the sound of which was like the ringing of a sword, causing the void to resonate.
His spirit seemed to be burning.
In Jingjian City, the lightning rods all over the city were activated for the second time.
It was also the last time it was triggered.
The power of the thunder was too strong. Even with countless lightning rods throughout the city to reduce the pressure, the power of the thunder could only be activated once within a short period of time.
Zang Xiu forced himself to move for the second time at this time, as a price...
Bang bang bang!
Explosions sounded one after another, and the lightning rods standing on the top of the building could be seen with the naked eye exploding one by one, one after another, like a huge earth-shattering explosion.
At the same time, at the cost of the destruction of all the lightning rods in the city, the extremely rich power of thunder accumulated in front of Zang Xiu, forming a thunder dragon.
He launched the most horrific attack.
The thunder dragon had a huge body, shining scales, and ferocious horns!
roar!
Zang Xiu used his arm as a sword and chopped forward again.
The thunder dragon then roared, overlapped with Zang Xiu's right arm, and crashed into Xie Zun.
"What a thunder dragon! This must be the power of the rare treasure from your Lingye Island!" Xie Zun was amazed, with greed in his eyes.
His mind moved, and he used the Emperor Technique once again!
Various runes densely appeared behind him, forming a huge imperial shadow!
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There were flashes of lightning on the way forward, and every flash carried a terrifying aura of destruction.
These lightning flashes were not scary to Lu Qingshan.
What is truly terrifying should be the invisible power of ancient calamity.
Lu Qingshan also gradually understood that this ancient calamity power should be the reason why the calamity sword can gather calamity thunder. It is the magic of the calamity sword, like the divine chain of order, which brings heavenly punishment.
At this moment, he had reached the limit of two hundred feet predicted by Ming Yu.
His whole body was shaking, and the purple-gold lotus between his eyebrows began to dim in the changes of light and darkness, and the time it stayed bright became less and less.
Under the power of the ancient calamity, Lu Qingshan's soul is decaying and weakening.
What's even more terrifying is that his hair turned gray without him noticing, and then quickly turned white.
Old white.
God is the foundation of a person.
Without God, nothing exists.
So as his soul decayed, Lu Qingshan's body also began to weaken and show signs of withering. He became older and older, and his vitality was fading.
"Is it really that difficult?" Lu Qingshan said in a muffled voice, looking with a miserable smile at the sword of disaster that was quietly floating six or seven hundred feet away.
"Retreat, the sword of God cannot be touched by mortal body!" Ming Yu had already expected this situation, but seeing that Lu Qingshan had no intention of retreating, he could not help but call out from a distance.
"A mortal body?" Lu Qingshan looked at the Jie Sword, his eyes revealing unwillingness and a hint of extremely hidden madness.
The intention to destroy corrupt souls is becoming more and more shocking.
It seemed as if if he took one more step forward, his soul would be torn to pieces.
Without truly immortal power, it is impossible to get close to the Sword of Robbery.
And how can a mortal body possess immortal power?
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Is it really impossible for a mortal body to possess immortal power?
Lu Qingshan ignored the threat from the ancient calamity force. The unwillingness in his eyes reached its peak at this moment, as if it was about to burn out flames.
He is a man who wants to fight against the heavens.
God, so what?
Is it more powerful than the sky?
Lu Qingshan took another step forward.
The pain of his soul's decay and destruction 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!
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There were some stars rising from above his head.
His soul is dissolving.
"Am I going to die?" Lu Qingshan murmured, feeling the power of ancient calamity emanating from his sea of consciousness, but his eyes revealed an even brighter brilliance.
Until now, he has not given up.
He firmly believed that he possessed the power that could be called "immortality", but it had not yet been activated.
Lu Qingshan is pushing himself.
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"Is he going to die?!" Mingyu exclaimed, losing his usual calmness.
She could never have imagined that after reaching his limit, Lu Qingshan did not retreat as she had expected, but continued to move forward.
"If he continues like this, he will die!" Mingyu turned to Zang Xiaojian and said, extremely worried. He hoped that Zang Xiaojian could call Lu Qingshan back, and was even prepared to go and bring Lu Qingshan back himself.
"Mom... look." What she didn't expect was that there was not much worry on Zang Xiaojian's face, but there was a sparkling light in his eyes.
When Mingyu saw Zang Xiaojian's expression, a possibility came to his mind, but he instinctively didn't dare to believe it.
She looked back subconsciously and was stunned.
"this……"
Just when black smoke was rising from Lu Qingshan's body and his flesh was about to decay into ashes as his soul melted, something strange happened... suddenly!
