Lu Qing steered the golden boat very quickly, and before long, he had reached the outskirts of Lingshan Mountain Range.
When passing by a small town, Taoist Yangming, who was strolling on the street, felt something in his heart. He looked up at the sky and his eyes suddenly widened.
"This golden light! It's that mysterious strong man! What is he going to do?!"
Looking at the direction of the golden light, Taoist Yangming felt a chill in his heart.
He didn't care that he was on the street as well, he had an aura emanating from him, he used his skills to soar into the air, causing a crowd of exclamations.
When Taoist Yangming arrived in the sky, he found that the golden light had disappeared. He had no choice but to rush towards the Lingshan Mountains in the direction he had just seen.
Lu Qing naturally knew that there must be many people below who noticed his whereabouts.
But he didn't care, or rather, he did it on purpose.
After all, the more people knew about what he was going to do, the better.
Following the speed of the golden flying boat, Lu Qing soon arrived above the Lingshan Mountains and looked at the most majestic and steep mountain below.
He could feel that Lingshan had changed a lot compared to the last time he came many days ago.
Qi and blood surged into the sky. Not only were there many more powerful people gathered than last time, but the qi of the mountains and rivers' veins was also vaguely organized.
The spiritual energy around was also slowly flowing and gathering.
Obviously, during these few days, Xuankong Mountain has not just been hiding here and doing nothing.
Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to set up a strong formation nearby.
However, do you think that you can protect yourself with just this hastily set up formation?
Lu Qing's eyes gradually turned cold.
With a wave of his hand, he made a magical gesture, and a small tripod the size of a thumb flew out from his neck and hovered in front of him.
"Senior Yan, let's get ready to begin."
Just when Lu Qing was offering the Lihuo Cauldron, someone in the sacred mountain below also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky.
"Everyone, look, what's that in the sky?"
"A golden boat! There is also a figure wearing a ghost mask, it's the evil demon!"
"The evil demon has appeared, quickly notify the Supreme Elder!"
The golden boat that Lu Qing was riding was too conspicuous.
Especially since he had recently been riding on this small boat to kill disciples of Xuankong Mountain everywhere, so this has become one of his symbols.
Therefore, the disciples of Xuankong Mountain below were shocked after seeing the strange phenomenon in the sky.
There's nothing you can do about it, a person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
What Lu Qing has been doing recently is too crazy. With his own strength, he has forced the entire Hanging Mountain to retreat into the Lingshan Mountains.
This invisible force gave him great deterrent power in the hearts of many disciples of Xuankong Mountain.
"What are you panicking about!"
Just when everyone on the Hanging Mountain was feeling panicked and at a loss.
The figure of a red-faced old monk suddenly appeared. He first scolded these useless disciples, and then looked up at the sky with a serious expression.
He didn't expect that Lu Qing would appear here openly at this time.
When he saw the golden boat under Lu Qing's feet, his heart ached.
Ordinary disciples did not know about the affairs of the supreme elders, but how could he not know that it was Ku Rong’s magic weapon.
"Who are you, sir? What hatred do you have with Xuankong Mountain? Why do you want to kill my disciples?"
Although he hated Lu Qing to the core, the red-faced old monk still wanted to find out his identity.
Considering the caution the other party has shown in recent days, it must be unusual for him to appear in public at this time.
Therefore, he secretly communicated with his mind while trying to hold Lu Qing back with words.
However, Lu Qing did not want to communicate with the bald donkeys below.
He fixed his gaze, activated the magic formula in his hand, and the Lihuo Cauldron suspended in front of him slowly rotated, and the spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth was quickly gathered.
As a large amount of spiritual energy was absorbed into the cauldron, the Lihuo Cauldron grew larger little by little, and its power, which had been restrained, gradually emerged.
It was sensed by the disciples of Xuankong Mountain below.
The red-faced old monk then noticed the small tripod floating in front of Lu Qing.
Feeling the aura emanating from the Lihuo Ding, his expression suddenly changed.
"That is, a spiritual weapon?!"
The red-faced old monk stared at the Lihuo Cauldron in front of Lu Qing with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
It seemed as if he wanted to confirm whether it was something he had imagined.
However, as the Lihuo Ding gradually grew larger and the aura it emitted became more and more terrifying.
Even though the red-faced old monk found it hard to believe, he had to believe that it was truly the aura of a spiritual weapon.
No wonder even when they joined forces, and even with the help of the spiritual weapon suppressed in the secret realm, they were unable to deduce any information about this mysterious ghost-faced man.
It turns out that the other party also possesses a spiritual weapon!
At this moment, the red-faced old monk finally understood why they could not figure out Lu Qing's whereabouts.
Magical tools like spiritual weapons contain the power of laws and can shield the secrets of heaven. They are impossible to calculate.
This mysterious man with a ghost face controls a spiritual weapon, so naturally no one can figure out his information.
However, although he was shocked that the other party could actually control a spiritual weapon that was extremely precious even in the ancient era of cultivating immortals.
But the red-faced old monk knew that now was not the time to dwell on this.
Looking at the small tripod in the sky that was emitting an increasingly terrifying aura, he understood the purpose of the mysterious ghost-faced man's appearance this time.
The other party actually wanted to use spiritual weapons to attack their Hanging Mountain!
"All disciples, disperse immediately and leave this place. Run as far as you can! Quickly!"
The red-faced old monk suddenly shouted loudly and roared at the surroundings.
The disciples of Xuankong Mountain who were around were all stunned as they had never seen the Grand Elder behave so badly.
But soon, they reacted.
Naturally, they also felt the aura emanating from the small tripod in the sky.
Feeling the power that is enough to make one's heart tremble, even a fool would know how powerful it is.
So after just a moment of hesitation, all the disciples of Xuankong Mountain used their skills to escape in all directions.
As for the red-faced old monk, a layer of golden light appeared on his body.
A formation flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and under the urging of his mind, the light of the formation lit up on the mountain.
"You want to escape now? It's too late!"
From Lu Qing's perspective, he could just see that a layer of formation light was protecting the mountain where the red-faced old monk was.
The numerous disciples of Xuankong Mountain fled in all directions like monkeys scattering when a tree falls.
His eyes were cold and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.
The magic spell in his hand changed, and the Lihuo Cauldron in front of him, which had already gathered its power to the peak, suddenly grew huge and became three meters in size.
Then Lu Qing pointed a finger and the mouth of the Lihuo Cauldron turned downward.
"go!"
"roar!"
Following Lu Qing's command, a dragon roar sounded from the sky.
The huge Lihuo Ding, carrying flames all over the sky, smashed down suddenly like a burning hill!
(End of this chapter)
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