Chapter 181: The Master of Qi Refining Realm?! [Third update, 10,000 words, please give me a monthly vote!]
A violent gust of wind suddenly hit.
The spiritual energy that permeated the heaven and earth, at this moment, condensed into a palm. The lines on the palm of the hand seemed to be clearly visible, as if they were real.
The terrifying might was so pervasive that the Overlord couldn't help but hold his breath.
This feeling of oppression made the Overlord's hair stand on end. Even though he had already entered the body storage stage, he could not muster the slightest desire to fight in front of this palm.
"This is……"
The Overlord completely forgot about the curse uttered by the twisted soul of the Buddhist monk.
Besides, he didn't care about the curse at all.
"Young Master Lu?"
Overlord whispers.
Thousands of miles away, he condensed a palm. Only the one in Baiyujing had such magical power.
But when the palm fell, the twisted soul of the Buddhist monk let out a shrill howl.
He wanted to escape and disappear between heaven and earth, but he couldn't hide at all. He was directly covered by a palm and slammed into the ground.
The Overlord suddenly felt the earth shaking.
However, the soul of the Buddhist monk in the earth began to howl miserably again.
The palm formed by the spiritual energy was merciless, just like slapping a fly, and it was slapped several times in a row.
The Buddhist monk's soul no longer howled, and even became a little numb.
To Ba Wang, that look was very much like...himself after he had first suffered a beating from society.
finally……
The spiritual palm seemed to be holding a chick, carrying the monk's soul and disappearing between heaven and earth.
The headless body of the Buddhist monk fell straight back in the falling snow.
Buzz...
A touch of spiritual energy passed by like the wind.
The corpse instantly turned into ashes and disappeared into thin air.
far away.
The blond man who was fighting with Nie Zhangqing suddenly froze when he felt the Buddhist monk's breath disappear.
He knocked the sword out of Nie Zhangqing's hand with his sword and looked at the Buddhist monk in disbelief.
However, the monk's body was scattered like ashes...
Completely vanished into thin air! This scene reminded the blond man of a terrifying word: destroy the body and eliminate all traces.
Who is it?! The blond man felt a chill in his heart, and he thought of the strange Lord of the Planes who had never appeared or taken action in this world.
Was the disappearance of the Buddhist monk caused by the Lord of the Planes? "Although you are stronger than me, but... who gave you the courage to be distracted during the battle?"
Suddenly.
Nie Zhangqing's voice echoed in the blond man's heart.
Oh no!
The blond man's heart trembled, and the next moment he looked towards Nie Zhangqing's position.
But see.
The man in white shirt slowly spread his hands to both sides in front of him, like a roc spreading its wings.
The butcher knife was spinning at high speed in front of him, and the sound of sharp cutting was heard during the rotation.
Wisps of spiritual energy surged out from Nie Zhangqing's Qi Dan.
Gathered around the butcher knife.
A knife shadow was formed which gradually solidified.
"Imperial sword."
Nie Zhangqing said calmly.
Then, he raised his hand, as if holding a big knife, and slashed at the blond man fiercely.
A ten-meter-long illusory sword shadow suddenly slashed down.
The blond man wanted to dodge, but found that he could not avoid Nie Zhangqing's sword at all. A blocking force made it impossible for him to avoid it.
This is... knife intent? !
The blond man was shocked. Although it was only a vague sword intent, it...had a very strong effect on combat power.
The meaning of sword and knife are difficult to comprehend.
I didn't expect that in this low-level martial arts world, there would be a being who could comprehend the power of sword.
There is no way around it.
The blond man hurriedly raised the lightsaber in his hand to block! Boom! The terrifying sword energy wave seemed to split the air.
Holes were created in the flying snow all over the sky, and when they fell from the sky, they all bypassed the sky that was swept by the sword intent.
The dust and gravel on the ground separated to the two sides.
The lightsaber in the blond man's hand broke into two pieces.
The golden hair was cut off and fell to the ground. Then, blood spurted out and sprinkled on the falling hair.
A hideous wound spread from his waist, almost splitting him in half.
The bright red blood keeps flowing.
The knife intent was running rampant in his body, destroying his vitality.
The blond man howled in pain, trembled two steps, and fell to the ground.
He was breathing heavily.
His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
The blond man looked at Nie Zhangqing who was walking towards him step by step, and looked at Nie Zhangqing's floating butcher knife.
A smile appeared on the pale face.
There is helplessness and relief in this smile.
He raised his bloodstained and trembling hand, smoothed his golden hair, raised his head, and looked at Nie Zhangqing who was standing in front of him, blocking out the falling snow.
"Can you leave me a nice death?"
The blond man said.
He didn't want to die as miserably as the Buddhist monks.
Nie Zhangqing looked down at the blond man with an indifferent expression.
The scene in the corridor of the central palace appeared in his eyes.
In that scene, he saw the ancient practitioners fighting bloody battles with the evil demons from outer space and dying tragically. He also saw the ancient emperor who was besieged by many powerful enemies and was unwilling to give up the mountains and rivers behind him even if he died.
He let out a breath slowly.
"cannot."
Nie Zhangqing said.
As soon as the words fell, the blond man's expression suddenly froze.
Phew!
The butcher knife turned into a black light and swept past.
The blond man's head flew high into the air and fell to the ground.
The butcher knife was hanging in front of Nie Zhangqing.
Nie Zhangqing took out a white cloth from his sleeve and gently wiped the bright red blood off the butcher knife.
The white snow flying by adds a bit of eerieness to this elegant picture.
A twisted soul floated out from the headless body of the blond man.
Compared to the hideousness and madness of Buddhist monks.
The blond man's soul had an evil smile.
He stared at Nie Zhangqing who was wiping the butcher knife with a white cloth with a distorted look, and smiled strangely, a smile that made people shudder.
"One day, you will encounter invaders stronger than us. You will feel your own powerlessness, and you will be decapitated in despair like me today..."
The blond man looked extremely ferocious.
However, after Nie Zhangqing wiped the butcher knife, he was very calm about his words.
He hung the wiped butcher knife around his waist.
"I know."
Nie Zhangqing's expression was calm.
He glanced at the snowy sky.
"This land has long been invaded by you evil demons from outer space. The land here is filled with sad songs. The emperor once cried blood, and the sky once wailed."
"However, we will become stronger and will not let the regrets of the ancient times return to the earth."
Nie Zhangqing said slowly.
The blond man's spirit looked confused.
"???"
What is this guy... talking about? Aren't they the first invaders?! The people in this low-level martial arts world are so weird.
Boom! Above the sky, spiritual energy gathered and turned into a palm.
Nie Zhangqing looked at the palm, sensing the familiar aura, and a look of respect finally appeared on his calm face.
"What's more, in this world... there is the young master."
The corners of Nie Zhangqing's unshaven mouth turned up slightly.
The spiritual palm suddenly fell.
The blond man's soul resisted and howled miserably.
Afterwards, he encountered the same tragic situation as the Buddhist monk's soul. Only after being beaten severely by the spiritual palm did he calm down and stop howling.
The spiritual palm disappeared between heaven and earth as if it was holding a chick.
Nie Zhangqing watched as the blond man's corpse turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind and snow.
He let out a breath of hot air.
He shook his head and looked at the gloomy sky. The falling snow, with its coolness, landed on his face and soaked his skin.
"Our world..."
"I, Bai Yujing, will protect you."
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan's false grab once again made him very busy.
"This wanderer is a little weak."
Lu Fan was speechless.
Originally, the system's standard for completing the task was that Baiyujing must remain immortal, and Lu Fan thought these wanderers would be very strong.
However, this wanderer was so weak that Lu Fan was a little disappointed.
I had originally wanted to use these wanderers as stepping stones for Nie Zhangqing and Overlord, but what a pity...
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They died peacefully.
Boom! The invisible spiritual energy formed a storm.
The surface of Beiluo Lake suddenly sank, as if a transparent ship was speeding past, pressing down the water surface.
Accompanied by a roar.
This startled the fish, gulls, herons, birds and crows on the island.
Finally, the roar disappeared.
On the lake, two translucent spirit figures appeared at some point...
They were still in a messy state and had not yet recovered from the beating.
Spiritual energy was floating in the air, and Lu Fan sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, looking at the two figures indifferently.
The Ti Zang realm is equivalent to the foundation-building stage. Although the two have different methods of cultivation, their combat effectiveness is comparable.
When one reaches the Ti Zang realm, one can look inside the body, control the circulation of spiritual energy in the body, and temper the internal organs. This is because the soul has become stronger.
Therefore, when a strong person in the Ti Zang realm dies, his soul can temporarily remain immortal and appear in a solid state.
The spiritual energy was dense and, under Lu Fan's control, isolated from the outside world.
The spirits of the blond man and the Buddhist monk came to themselves.
Then, they saw Lu Fan.
The Buddhist monk and the blond man were both stunned...
He was dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth, and he looked like a young man sitting in a wheelchair.
However, the wheelchair floating on the lake made them feel something unusual.
"Lord of the Planes?!"
The souls of the Buddhist monk and the blond man cried out in surprise.
Lu Fan glanced at the two of them and nodded slightly.
He ignored the two men at this moment, because when he detained the Buddhist monk and the blond man.
A line of system prompt text popped up in front of him.
“Assessment mission: Resist the invasion of four wanderers from outer space and the spiritual clone of a master of the plane of the middle martial world (current mission completion progress: 3/5)”
Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with the other.
"Mission progress...are there still two wanderers left to deal with?"
Lu Fan pondered.
While Lu Fan was thinking, the Buddhist monk and the blond man had recovered from their shock.
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Soon, this surprise turned into shock and anger! They were deceived! They suffered a huge deception...
The young man sitting in the wheelchair in front of him was not an old monster in the Jindan realm at all.
Because there is no oppressive aura emitted after the golden elixir is condensed.
In fact, he is not even at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
In the spiritual perception of the Buddhist monk and the blond man...
The young man in front of him was only at the Qi Condensation Realm! Qi Condensation Realm!
How could the Buddhist monk and the blond man not be angry? They had made the right bet, but... they were killed by the natives of this world.
This makes them feel very uncomfortable, annoyed and painful...
If Lu Fan were to describe their feelings at the moment, it would be like the despair of winning the special prize in the lottery, only to find that the ticket stub was torn into pieces...
“Qi Condensation Realm…hahaha…it’s only Qi Condensation Realm…”
The blond man didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The Buddhist monks also put their palms together, feeling a mixture of various emotions.
"Hmm...are you done with your feelings?"
Lu Fan looked at the Buddhist monk and the blond man and said calmly.
"I didn't expect the Lord of the Planes to be so weak. No wonder you didn't take action. It turns out... it's not that you don't want to, but that you can't."
The blond man said.
"If I had known you were so weak, we would have charged directly into the Great Zhou and into Baiyujing to kill you!"
"Why stir up the Five Barbarians' Rebellion..."
The blond man was filled with regret.
Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and stroked the guard of the Phoenix Feather Sword with the other, quietly watching the blond man talking to himself.
The soul of the Buddhist monk suddenly raised his head.
"It's not too late to know now!"
"If we seize the soul of this Lord of this plane, we can take his place!"
A hint of ferocity suddenly appeared on the peaceful face of the Buddhist monk.
Suddenly turned into an evil Buddha.
He pounced ferociously at Lu Fan who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Lu Fan curled his lips. He had captured the souls of the blond man and the Buddhist monk just to study their cultivation methods.
But unexpectedly, it gave the two of them a...beautiful illusion.
Could it be that the beating just now was... fake? Did you forget everything after the beating just now? What's wrong with the Qi Refining Realm? Can't a Qi Refining Realm person be a big boss?
When I reach the 100th level of Qi training, I will be able to destroy the heavens and trample upon ghosts and gods.
Lu Fan lightly flicked the wheelchair armrest with his fingers.
"What are you...thinking about?"
A flash of silver light suddenly burst out.
With a puff…
It pierced through the evil Buddha's soul's eyebrows and nailed him into the void.
The aura emanating from the silver blade almost shattered the Evil Buddha's fragile soul.
And wisps of spiritual energy began to surge around Lu Fan.
The terrifying pressure was like a bolt of thunder from the blue.
Depressed and dull, like a sleeping lion opening its eyes.
It is also like the rising sun, rising from the horizon and illuminating the earth.
The blond man's soul softened and he knelt on the lake.
The Buddhist monk's soul that was nailed to the ground suddenly stopped howling in agony.
The terrifying aura that permeated the sky and earth seemed as if it could turn them into ashes with just a little effort.
“This aura…”
“Gold…Golden Core Realm…Old Monster!”
The blond man was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
Lu Fan's aura at this moment was like a scorching sun.
If they were ordinary ghosts, then Lu Fan was the Blazing Sun God.
Golden Core Realm...
What the hell is the Golden Core Realm! It turns out that they made the wrong bet from the beginning.
It’s not that Lu Fan couldn’t kill them, but that he simply didn’t want to kill them. Reality was the truth, and their guesses were all illusions.
It turns out... Lu Fan really regarded them as a whetstone for Nie Zhangqing and others.
Lu Fan ignored the blond man and the Buddhist monk's spirit.
But raise your hand.
Gently push the lake surface in front of you.
Suddenly, the lake water separated into two sides.
In the lake...
A ray of golden light flew up.
In the golden light, a face of numbness and despair was distorted...
"Hmm... we're only two away from being complete."
Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the hand guard and said.
far away.
When the blond man and the evil Buddha's souls saw the golden light, they sensed its powerful spiritual aura, and their souls were almost dispersed.
This scene made them even more desperate.
Another Jindan-level monster! There is actually another Jindan-level monster suppressed in this lake? !
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