Volume 12 is missing Chapter 41: On par with gods
Just when Lu Qingshan was about to reach the end of the road, a bright light suddenly rose from inside his body, like a sun erupting from the ground.
What happened and why did this change happen?
She was so shocked that she froze.
At this time, a layer of fluorescence lingered on Lu Qingshan's skin.
The bright spots flow like stars, from the inside out, very softly, rippling out a special wave.
Zang Xiaojian's eyes were sparkling, reflecting the real scene.
Lu Qingshan's face, which had been almost dry, old and bloodless, regained its rosy color and was filled with a strong vitality.
This means that his spirit is recovering and is no longer decaying.
His eyes also became blazing, like the sun exploding and emitting astonishing light.
The light made his eyes look extremely deep, containing an indescribable strange power.
From time to time, various parts of Lu Qingshan's body were emitting divine light, which was extremely dazzling.
"This is... a sign of recovery."
"There is an immortal power in him."
Mingyu muttered to himself, but he couldn't understand.
She was very shocked and was sure that Lu Qingshan's vitality was recovering.
This is a miracle. A person who had begun to decay under the power of the ancient calamity was actually brought back to life.
"But...what kind of power can be immortal?" She looked at Lu Qingshan again and again. Whether it was his cultivation, his soul, or his body, there was clearly no difference from before.
There was no power in Lu Qingshan that could transform and sublimate him into immortality.
So, there is only one possibility.
In addition to the soul, cultivation and physical body, Lu Qingshan has a fourth power.
It is this fourth kind of power that is immortal and can withstand the corruption and suppression of the power of ancient calamity.
But... no matter whether it is the human race, the demon race, or all the races in the world, no matter how the cultivation system changes, it should always be unable to escape the scope of these three.
Where does the fourth force come from and where does it originate?
Boom!
At the moment when the new fourth power appeared, Lu Qingshan finally took another step forward towards the Robbery Sword.
This is just the beginning.
At this moment, Mingyu and Zang Xiaojian could see more clearly that there was divine light flowing in Lu Qingshan's body.
As the energy circulated, his flesh and blood became vigorous and full of vitality, and his breathing, which had been rapid due to the pressure and targeting of the ancient calamity force, became steady.
There was a white mist between his mouth and nose, like the mist of immortal air, which kept going in and out with his breathing.
Lu Qingshan's expression, which had originally shown extreme pain due to the dissolution of his soul, finally returned to calm.
Mysterious fluctuations emerged in his body.
His chest began to rise and fall.
Then a thudding sound was heard, shocking everyone.
Even Mingyu was moved.
This was the sound of a heartbeat, as powerful as the beating of a drum.
Like a prehistoric monster.
This is not the heartbeat sound that a sword cultivator can have, because it is well known that sword cultivators have weak bodies.
Boom!
Boom!
The sound of the heartbeat became stronger and stronger. With every step Lu Qingshan took, it would echo between heaven and earth, like the roar of thunder.
“It’s not that his body has become stronger…” After observing for a while, Ming Yu, whose face turned a little pale, saw the mystery and explained to Zang Xiaojian: “It’s that he resonated with the Jie Sword!”
"Lu Qingshan!" Zang Xiaojian was so excited that he was speechless.
At the moment, she had no intention to explore the reason for the miracle, she was just excited about it.
Because, Lingye Island seemed to be... saved.
Zang Xiaojian stared at Lu Qingshan who was walking forward again in the Land of Heavenly Punishment, clenched his fists, excited and nervous.
I am excited because I see hope.
She was nervous because Lu Qingshan still had another six hundred feet to go, and she wasn't sure if Lu Qingshan could reach the finish line in one breath this time.
Moreover, no one can guarantee whether Lu Qingshan can wield the Sword of Tribulation even if he reaches it.
After all, no one had ever come into contact with the Robbery Sword before.
But no matter what, the Sword of Robbery is the sword of heavenly punishment, the sword of the gods, and it is definitely not a weapon that can be easily wielded by mortals.
This is a truth that you can understand if you think about it.
…
The suppression and destruction from the power of ancient calamity remain. This is a special law that cannot be avoided.
But now Lu Qingshan, who has been through the gates of hell, has a face as calm as a cold lake.
In the calmness, there is a sense of confidence and determination.
He walked towards the sword of calamity step by step, treating the increasingly powerful power of ancient calamity as nothing.
Lightning flashed around him, thunder roared in his ears, and an aura of violence and destructiveness lingered.
Thunder and lightning are surging.
But Lu Qingshan was like a small boat standing firm in the stormy waves, moving forward firmly and steadily.
Mingyu and Zang Xiaojian stared at Lu Qingshan in amazement, wondering what amazing changes had happened to Lu Qingshan in that instant.
Especially Mingyu, she had tried it herself and finally reached her limit after walking five hundred feet.
And now, Lu Qingshan has already crossed the threshold of 500 feet and is heading towards the 600 feet.
This was something that she, who was at the Ninth Realm, could not do, but was accomplished by Lu Qingshan, who was at the Fifth Tribulation Realm.
Mingyu's eyes showed a complicated look.
"Five hundred feet left..." she said softly, with an unprecedented anticipation in her tone.
…
when!
The Evil Lord unfolded his Emperor's magic spell, and the Emperor's huge shadow covered the sky. His fist seemed to have become the strongest weapon, and he rushed towards the Thunder Dragon, almost shattering the sky.
After a shocking bang, the Evil Lord's imperial shadow dissipated, and the Thunder Dragon also disappeared.
The figure of Xie Zun flew backwards and swept back a hundred feet in the air.
This shows how powerful the previous wave of bombardment was.
And that’s not all.
Xie Zun glanced at his right hand.
The knuckles were cracked and the palms were covered in blood. Even with a divine body, it would be impossible to heal quickly.
Because there is a strange force of disaster in the wound, like a maggot in the tarsal bone, lingering around.
He was injured, and seriously.
This was an attack blessed by the Emperor's Secret, but the body of the Evil Lord was still injured. One can imagine the power contained in the Thunder Dragon.
"Can you launch such an attack for the third time?" Xie Zun shook his hands, not caring about the injury. He looked at Zang Xiu jokingly and said sarcastically.
He asked this question even though he knew the answer.
All the lightning rod magic weapons in Jingjian City exploded and turned into powder in the previous attack.
Without the lightning rod, how can Zang Xiu borrow the power of the sword?
"As people get older, they become more greedy. It's better to leave this treasure to me." Xie Zun smiled and his eyelids relaxed.
The next moment, his murderous aura exploded like the sea, and the demonic energy in his body boiled like a waterfall.
He rioted, turned into a stream of light and swooped down towards Zang Xiu, attacking with all his strength.
Xie Zun had had enough fun and lost his patience.
The real life-and-death moment arrived, leaving Zang Xiu no time to breathe.
Zang Xiu was not afraid. He let out a long roar and released his strongest power.
One after another, sword energy burst out from the acupoints in his body, emitting bright light that reached the sky and cut across the sky.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
All the sword energy rushed towards the sky, extremely brilliant.
Before Xie Zun could get close to Zang Xiu, he was overwhelmed by the boundless sword energy.
However, he was fearless and did not dodge or evade, but used his physical body to withstand the sword energy!
Ding ding ding!
The sword energy collided with the evil lord's body, producing sparks and leaving traces of blood.
But in just a breath, the bloodstains healed.
The immortal body of gods and demons is truly immortal!
"Destroy!"
Xie Zun shouted loudly and raised his hand to strike forward. He no longer attacked with a fist, but turned it into a claw, which was extremely sharp, and he wanted to capture and kill Zang Xiu!
This grab was extremely sharp and its power was beyond imagination!
"Young Phoenix!" Zang Xiu roared, and swept out with his right foot. A wave of fiery red flames gushed out and transformed into a phoenix rune in the air, exploding completely!
The pseudo-Taoist sword melted in his right foot was exactly the young phoenix made of paulownia wood!
"Huh?" Xie Zun was slightly surprised, and his claws collided with Zang Xiu's right leg.
The elemental force and demonic energy blended between the two, fluctuating violently.
Zang Xiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, and he stepped back.
The gap in strength between the two sides is there. Even if he has the ability to hide weapons, he still cannot make up for this gap - if it weren't for the ability to hide weapons, Zang Xiu would have died countless times.
In fact, if there is no blessing of the hidden weapon magical power, Zang Xiu's own combat power is about the same as Qian Zun, which is about twenty-five times the ninth-grade combat power.
Seeing that Zang Xiu was seriously injured, Xie Zun was not willing to show mercy and slapped Zang Xiu again with his left palm.
His palm was heavier than ten thousand kilograms, enough to turn a mountain into ashes. What was even more terrifying was that a large number of powerful symbols appeared in his palm, giving it even more powerful power.
This was a decisive kill.
"It's over now!" Xie Zun sneered.
Bang!
The unavoidable palm landed on Zang Xiu's chest.
Suddenly, Zang Xiu's chest glowed, and a burst of blazing light rushed up, filled with a sharp sense.
With a clang sound, Xie Zun's palm hit an iron wall and bounced back with a clang sound.
"exquisite!"
A heart with seven orifices!
There is a hole in Zang Xiu's heart.
In this acupoint, he melted the pseudo-Tao sword Linglong forged by Su Xiu into it, treating it as a heart-protecting sword, and at the critical moment, he burst out his original power to dissolve the power of this palm.
Even so, Zang Xiu groaned, staggered back, and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. He was seriously injured.
"I want to see how many magic weapons you have left?" By now in the battle, Xie Zun had a general understanding of Zang Xiu's ability to hide weapons. He was not surprised, but said grimly.
In fact, he was still somewhat afraid of the Tibetan's supernatural powers.
Relying solely on this magical power, Zang Xiu was able to fight him until now with a combat power twenty-five times that of a ninth-grade warrior. This shows how powerful Zang Qi is.
Fortunately, Zang Xiu’s cultivation was limited, otherwise he might be the one who suffered the loss today, and he could only rely on the human wave tactics to crush Zang Xiu.
Zang Xiu was breathing heavily, he could hardly hold on any longer.
Even though he had melted weapons and refined his body, making it comparable to human weapons, he was still covered in blood at this moment. His shoulders and thighs were already a bloody mess, and he looked very miserable.
"I wonder how Yu'er and Xiaojian are doing..." He was unwilling to give up and was not sure whether his wife and daughter were out of danger.
…
The Land of Heavenly Punishment itself is backed by Jingjian City, so from here, you can have a clear view of the fierce battle between Zang Xiu and Xie Zun above Jingjian City.
Everyone can see that Zang Xiu has reached the end of his rope and can't hold on for much longer.
The monks from Jingjian City roared and rose into the air, wanting to help Zang Xiu fight the enemy.
However, Qian Zun immediately led his demon cultivators to deal a fatal blow to these Jingjian City cultivators.
Most of the monks in Jingjian City are swordsmiths, and they are not good at fighting!
At this moment, the only ones who can help Zang Xiu are Ming Yu and...
"It's too late..." Despair flashed in Mingyu's eyes.
She knew that her husband could not hold on for much longer. With Lu Qingshan's current speed, he obviously could not cross the chasm before Zang Xiu died.
"Xiaojian, if the situation is not right, take your friends away. I will go to help your father!" Her expression suddenly became firm. She gave instructions to Zang Xiaojian and quickly left the Land of Heavenly Punishment without waiting for Zang Xiaojian to reply.
As soon as he left the land of heavenly punishment and made sure that Zang Xiaojian's position would not be exposed, Ming Yu immediately rushed up and rushed towards Xie Zun who was fighting fiercely with Zang Xiu in the sky.
…
Lu Qingshan's eyes were cold.
He saw Mingyu's move and knew how urgent the situation was.
But now is a critical moment and he cannot split himself.
"Hold on, give me some more time!" Lu Qingshan murmured.
He turned his head to look at the sword of robbery that was floating not far away, his eyes bright and determined.
At the same time, the speed of his feet became faster as the power of the ancient calamity became stronger.
Yes, it is getting faster.
Although the power of the ancient calamity was becoming stronger, Lu Qingshan's movements were becoming easier.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of resonance grows louder.
Lu Qingshan's blood boiled.
At this moment, the distance between him and the Robbery Sword was only two hundred feet.
"Faster, faster, faster!"
Lu Qingshan roared in his heart, his body roaring, and at this critical moment, his speed increased several points.
He took another step, as if shrinking the distance into an inch, and this step covered a distance of ten feet.
"Young Master!" Qin Yitian was worried. Seeing Lu Qingshan fighting so hard, he was afraid that it would cause hidden danger to him.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
The distance at this time is one hundred and eighty feet!
"The power of ancient calamity can no longer stop me." Lu Qingshan said affirmatively.
One hundred and seventy feet…one hundred and sixty feet…one hundred and fifty feet!
Lu Qingshan could feel that there was an indescribable power surging in his body, as if it was immortal and was fighting against the power of the ancient calamity.
"Young Master, why can't the power of ancient calamity suddenly restrict you anymore?" Qin Yitian couldn't help but ask after confirming that Lu Qingshan was in good condition.
Even she, who was closest to Lu Qingshan, did not understand how Lu Qingshan, who had clearly reached his limit and was at the end of his rope, could suddenly come back to life and move forward with an unstoppable momentum, unafraid of the power of the ancient calamity.
One hundred and forty feet...one hundred and thirty feet!
"The power of ancient calamity comes from the calamity sword. In essence, it is actually a test set by the calamity sword." Lu Qingshan's speed increased again.
"An extremely difficult test." He whispered to the Sword Spirit Girl in his mind.
"A test that only a sword cultivator can pass."
Distance... one hundred feet!
"A test that only a sword cultivator can pass..." Qin Yitian murmured softly, seeming to understand.
Since it is a test of swords, of course only sword practitioners can pass it.
She can understand and comprehend this.
The question is, what exactly does a sword cultivator need to rely on in order to pass this test?
She had the same doubts as Mingyu.
Eighty zhang... seventy zhang!
"I told you that the power of a sword cultivator does not come from heaven or earth." Lu Qingshan's voice seemed to contain a magical power that made people immersed.
"The power of a sword cultivator comes from within, and it is ignited by one's own will."
The distance at this time is... fifty feet!
"Everything can be measured, but..."
Forty feet!
"The will is immortal."
Thirty feet!
"The sword of God is definitely not something that a mortal can touch?"
Twenty feet!
"No!" Lu Qingshan said firmly.
"Because even a mortal body can..."
At this time, the distance between Lu Qingshan and the Jie Sword was only ten feet, just one step away.
Lu Qingshan took the last step, crossed the last ten feet, and resolutely stretched out his right hand, passed through the endless lightning, and grabbed the sword of disaster that was floating in the air.
His deep voice echoed in the Land of Heavenly Punishment.
"Compared...shoulder...god...ming!"
