Above Lu Qing’s head, there was a golden glow on the gray-robed old monk.
A huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him.
The old monk in a gray robe had a stern look on his face. He stood on the golden boat and pressed down with one palm.
As this palm came out, the Buddha shadow behind the gray cannon old monk also stretched out a giant palm and pressed down towards Lu Qing below.
When this palm came out, there seemed to be a sound of Sanskrit chanting between heaven and earth, and golden runes were entwined around the giant palm of the Buddha.
With overwhelming power, he pressed down on Lu Qing.
It turned out that the gray-robed old monk seemed to be forced to fall from a high altitude by the arrow formation, and was caught by Lu Qing using the power of the earth's magnetic field. The plan was successful.
In fact, he did it on purpose, just to make Lu Qing relax his vigilance so that he could deliver a fatal blow at close range.
"Sure enough, we can't underestimate any Foundation Establishment Stage expert."
Lu Qing felt the power of the Buddha's giant palm and sighed in his heart.
This old monk obviously has a trump card up his sleeve, but he has only been using the golden shuttle magic weapon to fight the enemy.
Even when facing his siege of arrows, he deliberately showed weakness and pretended to be forced down by him.
It seems that she has fallen into his trap, but in fact, she is playing along with him and is also plotting against him.
Wait until you get close to him before using your killing move.
The huge Buddha's palm had a large range, covering an area of more than ten feet above Lu Qing's head.
Not only is it very fast, but it is also extremely powerful.
Before the giant palm had completely fallen, the powerful repressive force had already restrained Lu Qing, making his body sluggish and difficult to dodge.
In a subtle way, he was planning to turn the tables and defeat Lu Qing and his entire territory.
"It seems that we have to get serious now."
Looking at the huge Buddha's palm in front of him, Lu Qing focused and a light appeared on his body.
boom!
The next moment, the Buddha's palm was already at Lu Qing's position.
The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and the ground within a radius of more than ten feet was dented by this palm strike.
Looking from the sky, a huge palm print suddenly appeared on the plain, which was extremely visually impactful.
This palm strike was so powerful and terrifying that it was enough to make anyone in the innate realm change color and tremble with fear.
"Um?"
However, when he saw the terrible destructive power caused by his move, the gray-robed old monk did not show any joy at all, but his face changed.
Because he felt that the magnetic force of the earth veins that bound him had not completely disappeared.
It still entangled him, making it difficult for him to move.
He stared intently at the ground below, and suddenly, his pupils disappeared.
The smoke and dust below suddenly shook and exploded in all directions.
A figure with white light rushed out from the smoke and dust and flew towards the gray-robed old monk at a very fast speed.
The old monk in gray robe was shocked, and without thinking, he used his mind to slap out with one palm.
At the same time, the Buddha's shadow behind him stirred up an endless gale and also slapped Lu Qing in the air again!
Facing the golden light all around and the huge Buddha's palm coming towards him, Lu Qing's eyes remained calm, without a trace of panic.
Even the sword and bow and arrow in his hand were put into his Qiankun Yiqi bag without him knowing when.
A cool breeze appeared on his body, speeding up his movement again.
He clenched his right fist, without dodging or avoiding, and punched directly towards the Buddha's palm!
roar!
When Lu Qing threw this punch, a tiger roar shook the sky. In a trance, the old monk in gray robe seemed to see a giant ancient tiger emerging from Lu Qing's body.
The old monk Gray Cannon was even more shocked. He knew that it was because Lu Qing's fist was too powerful and interfered with his mind, resulting in an illusion.
Boom!
A fist and a palm collided in the air, and a whirlwind arose again. High in the sky, the air was once again blown into layers of white mist, and a violent gale was set off.
If it were on the ground, there would probably be another gust of flying sand and rocks, and grass and fallen trees.
Looking at the huge difference in size, Lu Qing was like a bug in front of the Buddha's palm that was more than ten feet wide, as if he was trying to shake a tree like an ant.
But the reality was quite different from what one saw. Under Lu Qing's punch, the huge Buddha's palm that looked like colored glass actually began to develop cracks with the fist as the center. The cracks continued to spread and quickly spread to the entire palm and even the arm.
Finally, it completely collapsed.
"How is that possible?!"
Seeing the Buddha's palm shattered, the gray-robed old monk's eyes showed a look of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that the Buddha's image, which he had displayed with the help of the precious treasure in his body, could be defeated so easily.
Lu Qing did not stop and broke the Buddha's arm with one punch.
A cool breeze emerged from his body, and he descended several feet. After dissolving the recoil force, he rushed upwards again, heading straight for the gray-robed old monk.
There is only one chance. The opponent has the golden boat. As long as they stay high in the sky, they can attack or defend, and are almost invincible.
It was not easy to get close to the other party, he couldn't let go of this great opportunity.
He had already seen that the arm of the Buddha's shadow that had been broken by him was slowly recovering, so he had to fight quickly.
Following the power of the talisman, Lu Qing also had the ability to fly for a short time. He quickly approached the gray-robed old monk and punched him again.
The old monk, who had already seen the power of Lu Qing's fist, dared not take it head-on.
But just like before, he took advantage of the situation and took the initiative to enter Lu Qing's territory to relax his vigilance and perform a killing move.
At this moment, he was trapped in Lu Qing's territory, bound by the magnetic force of the earth's veins, and his speed was greatly reduced.
I wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
As a last resort, he had to pinch the magic formula and drive the other arm of the Buddha to continue to strike Lu Qingyin.
But this time, as expected, when the fists and palms collided, the other arm of the Buddha was also defeated by Lu Qing's punch.
A breeze emerged, and Lu Qing once again came in front of the gray-robed old monk and punched him again.
This time, the old monk in gray robe had no way to deal with it.
He had to try his best to muster up the spiritual power in his body and blasted out with a palm, meeting Lu Qing's fist.
But even his strongest method could not stop Lu Qing's fist.
Although the gray-robed old monk's body was also well-trained, how could he be a match for Lu Qing?
Under Lu Qing's unparalleled punch power, his arm immediately exploded, and the whole person was vomiting blood. He broke away from the golden boat and flew backwards.
“Good opportunity!”
Lu Qing had been coveting the golden boat for a long time. He didn't even bother to chase the enemy. He grabbed the boat with one hand and tried to take it away with his mind.
It happened that the gray-robed old monk was seriously injured at this time. In addition to the violent power of Lu Qing's punch, the fist intent condensed in his fist was also vast.
The grey-robed old monk was so overwhelmed by the punch that his mind almost collapsed, and he had no time to control the golden boat.
Therefore, Lu Qing easily put the small boat into the Qiankun Yiqi bag.
Then he looked at the gray-robed old monk who was still in the air, with the breeze blowing on his body, and chased after him again.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, from the moment Lu Qing knocked the gray-robed old monk off the golden boat to the moment he took the boat away, everything happened in just a moment.
When Lu Qing arrived in front of the gray-robed old monk, the other party had not yet landed on the ground.
Facing the terrified gaze of the gray-robed old monk, Lu Qing had a blank expression on his face and punched him hard in the chest.
Bang!
Lu Qing did not hold back with this punch. His fist landed on the chest of the gray-robed old monk. The explosive force of the fist instantly tore the old monk's body apart.
However, he is a strong man who has reached the perfect level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his physical strength is far beyond that of a strong man in the Innate Stage.
Even after enduring such a terrifying punch from Lu Qing, the gray-robed old monk was still not completely blown up.
There was just a big hole in his chest, going through the front and back, and he hit the ground hard, creating a big hole.
Lu Qing also floated down beside the big pit. He looked at the gray-robed old monk who was dying and breathing out more than he breathed in, with an indifferent look.
The opponent endured a blow from him when his physical body was in a state of precious light. Although his body was not completely destroyed, it was obvious that he could no longer survive.
"You are glowing with precious light, and you are actually a physical cultivator!"
The gray-robed old monk was still conscious, looking at the white light emerging from Lu Qing's body with a look of realization on his face.
According to the records left by the ancestors of Xuankong Mountain, the body cultivation lineage is extremely terrifying.
Although it has many flaws, in terms of combat effectiveness, it ranks among the top three among many cultivation schools.
Especially in close combat, he is invincible.
He was actually bullied by a physical cultivator who had cultivated to the level of a person with precious light all over his body. He had no regrets in losing this battle.
"However, there is one thing I still don't understand. What is the feud between Xuankong Mountain and you? Why did you want to slaughter all the disciples of Xuankong Mountain?"
The old monk in gray robe knew that he could not escape death. He stared at the ghost mask on Lu Qing's face and asked the biggest question in his mind.
However, Lu Qing did not do as he wished.
He just said expressionlessly: "You can figure this out in hell!"
After saying that, he threw another punch. The force of the punch was so devastating that the grey-robed old monk was already seriously injured and on the verge of death. He couldn't muster up any spiritual power to defend himself.
In horror, he was smashed into pieces by Lu Qing's punch and turned into a bloody mist.
Just as the gray-robed old monk's body exploded, a gray light flew out from the blood mist and headed straight for Lu Qing's brow.
The speed is so fast that it catches people off guard.
But the next moment, just as the gray light was about to pounce on Lu Qing's eyebrows, the shadow of a golden robe emerged from Lu Qing's body and completely protected him inside.
The gray light hit the phantom of the robe, and immediately made a sizzling sound, and was burned into gray smoke.
"Ah! The power of merit, this is impossible!"
As soon as the gray old monk's voice of shock and anger was heard, the gray light was completely burned out and the sound also completely dissipated.
It turned out that this gray light was the soul of the old monk in gray robe.
His name was doomed to fail, but he still didn't want to give up.
When he was dying, he used the secret technique of his soul and spirit, trying to make a desperate attempt to invade Lu Qing's eyebrow acupoint.
If he could defeat Lu Qing's soul, that would be the best. He could then take over Lu Qing's body and gain a powerful physical body.
Even if he cannot take over Lu Qing's body, as long as he can severely damage Lu Qing's soul, he can not only temporarily block a powerful enemy for Xuankong Mountain, but also leave his own soul aura on the opponent, making it easier for them to track and kill him in the future.
However, he never thought that Lu Qing actually had a robe of merit in his body that could block all attacks from the soul.
The grey-robed old monk's plan did not even have a chance to succeed, and his soul was burned to ashes by the robe of merit.
"These old guys have so many tricks up their sleeves."
Lu Qing touched his forehead and sighed.
The spiritual attack just now was so fast that even he almost couldn't react.
However, even if the gray-robed old monk really invaded his eyebrow acupoint, he would not panic.
On the contrary, he felt that if the gray-robed old monk saw the look in the acupoint between his eyebrows, he would probably be the first one to be frightened to death.
With the multiple protections of the Earth Spirit Pearl and the Soul Talisman, Lu Qing didn't think that anyone's soul attack below the Golden Elixir level could hurt him.
After neutralizing the gray-robed old monk's final attack, Lu Qing's gaze fell on the earth pit.
Because he saw that after the gray-robed old monk's body was turned into a bloody mist by his punch, some of its contents were still preserved.
It was a bead with a faint golden luster, floating in the air.
Lu Qing realized that this should be a rare treasure refined by the gray-robed old monk.
He was about to use his special powers to check it out when suddenly his expression changed and he looked up in the direction of Lingshan Mountain Range.
His keen intuition told him that there seemed to be another powerful aura coming towards this side.
Moreover, this aura gave him a faint sense of crisis.
Feeling this, Lu Qing did not hesitate, flashed into the pit, grabbed the golden beads, and put them into the Qiankun Yiqi bag.
"Xiao Li, come here!"
Xiao Li, who had been hiding nearby and defending Lu Qing, suddenly appeared from the air and jumped into Lu Qing's arms.
Holding Xiao Li, Lu Qing's body was covered with green light and turned into a stream of light, going away into the distance.
This time, he no longer held back and used the power of the talisman with all his strength.
At the same time, the spiritual power in his body circulated through his limbs and bones. With one step forward, he was already dozens of feet away. With another step, he was dozens of feet away again.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.
Dozens of breaths later, a figure appeared where Lu Qing was fighting with the gray-robed old monk.
After observing solemnly for a few moments, his expression suddenly changed and he appeared in the pit where the gray-robed old monk fell.
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, his face turned ashen.
He felt that Elder Ku Rong's spiritual aura seemed to have completely disappeared here.
…
After leaving the battlefield, Lu Qing used his talismans and body skills to the extreme, turning into a stream of light and leaving.
He ran for hundreds of miles and when he sensed that no one was chasing him, he fled into a deep mountain and found a cave to hide temporarily.
Possessing a spiritual weapon can conceal one's deductions from the heavens, and the soul talisman can also conceal one's aura.
He believed that as long as he wanted to hide, almost no one in the world would be able to detect his whereabouts.
After staying quietly in the cave for half an hour and confirming that no one was chasing him, Lu Qing finally relaxed.
Just now, he sensed a hint of danger from the direction of Lingshan Mountain Range.
Although the breath was not strong, Lu Qing did not want to take the risk at the moment.
After all, he is now in the dark, while Xuankong Mountain is in the light.
As long as he doesn't want to, the other party won't be able to find any trace of him.
In that case, why take the risk?
From the performance of the grey-robed old monk, we can tell that Xuankong Mountain is indeed rich in heritage and has many magical weapons.
Even if it was him, he would have to use a lot of trump cards to kill it.
If the person who came was more powerful than the old monk in gray robe, it would not be so easy for him to escape.
Once he gets into a tough fight and the enemy comes to reinforce him, he might end up in trouble.
The most important purpose of his trip to Xizhou was to cause trouble for Xuankong Mountain, not to fight them to the death.
It is better to hide in the dark for the time being.
Anyway, he had gained a lot from the battle with the gray-robed old monk.
After digesting this battle, it won’t be too late to look for trouble in Xuankong Mountain.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing took out a stack of jade talismans, shot them into the ground with a flick of his finger, and set up a simple formation to conceal his breath.
Then he flipped his hand and took out a golden boat from the Qiankun Yiqi bag.
(End of this chapter)
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