Chapter 434: Cut off the foundation and kill with one move
Bang!
With a little force, Lu Qing crushed Elder Jin Zhong's head.
The Golden Core Realm can be said to be the pinnacle of the strongest people in the world today.
He was easily crushed to death by Lu Qing.
Without even a trace of struggle, his body and soul were destroyed, and his life force disappeared.
This scene shocked all the monks of Xuankong Mountain.
They didn't expect that they would be surrounded by so many masters.
This evil demon is so bold and unscrupulous.
He actually dared to crush Elder Jin Zhong's head right in front of them!
"Grand Elder!"
Many monks cried out in grief.
Even the breath on the top of the mountain that Lu Qing had been paying attention to rose and fell slightly.
It seemed that no one had expected that Lu Qing would be so decisive and kill a Jindan realm cultivator without any scruples.
"Evil demon, I, Xuankong Mountain, will never coexist with you! Start the formation, follow me to kill the evil demon!"
A monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage had bloodshot eyes and was obviously extremely sad and angry.
With a loud roar, he sacrificed a yellow bead magic weapon.
Following his shout, the surrounding monks from Xuankong Mountain, who also had faces filled with grief and indignation, immediately burst out with their blood, energy and spiritual power, which then connected with each other through the formation and gathered on the monk who was at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The power gathered together by over a hundred people in the Innate Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm is so terrifying.
Its power was so strong that even the space within the secret realm was slightly vibrating.
The Foundation Establishment monk who was at the center of the formation, upon receiving the help of this enormous force, suddenly turned red in the face, and the magic bead in front of him shone brightly, and its power increased dramatically.
It turned into a huge ball and rolled towards Lu Qing.
Before the magic weapon came into contact with him, Lu Qing felt his body sinking and an extremely heavy force pressing on him.
"Earth magic weapon, the power of the earth's magnetic field?"
Lu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. The power of the formation activated by so many monks from Xuankong Mountain together was no weaker than that of an ordinary second or third level Jindan warrior.
If a Jindan realm cultivator came instead, even a strong one like the young man in white robe that day would probably have a hard time getting away with it.
It is worthy of being a force that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
Lu Qing sighed in his heart again.
However, do you want to use the power of the earth's magnetic field to deal with him?
His mind moved slightly, the Earth Spirit Pearl in the acupoint between his eyebrows shook slightly, and a yellow light flashed on his body, instantly turning the gravity on his body into nothingness.
Then, without waiting for the monks from Xuankong Mountain to react, he grabbed with his hand, and the surging magnetic force of the earth veins spread out, covering the entire jade platform in an instant.
Then Lu Qing raised his hand, and all the monks of Xuankong Mountain found to their horror that an extremely powerful binding force fell on them.
His body involuntarily floated up into the air.
"Old bald donkey, since you don't show up, then you can just watch your disciples being shattered to pieces."
Lu Qing used the power of the earth's magnetic field to lift up all the monks from Xuankong Mountain.
He looked at the top of the mountain and said lightly.
The next moment, he was about to press his hand down.
“Show mercy!”
The being on the top of the mountain finally couldn't sit idly by any longer. Its aura surged and a powerful momentum rose.
A figure rushed down quickly.
“Host!!”
The monks of Xuankong Mountain in mid-air felt this breath and were all overjoyed.
Someone even shouted loudly: "Master, quickly kill this demon, the Supreme Elder has been killed by him!"
However, Lu Qing grinned at this time: "It's too late to show up now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his hand down.
With this movement, the monks of Xuankong Mountain in mid-air suddenly felt their bodies become countless times heavier.
While being squeezed by the powerful magnetic force of the earth veins and spitting blood, his body was also smashed down at an extremely fast speed!
boom!
The entire jade platform was twisted and deformed by the magnetic force of the earth veins activated by Lu Qing.
The bodies of the more than one hundred monks from Xuankong Mountain were twisted and deformed under the crushing force of such horror.
In an instant, blood flowed freely on the huge platform and a strong smell of blood spread out, just like hell.
All the monks in Xuankong Mountain, no matter they were in the Innate Realm or the Foundation Establishment Realm, were killed under Lu Qing's suppression, without a single one escaped!
Bang!
A figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, stirring up gusts of air, and looked at the scene below, which was like hell on earth, with almost disbelief.
And Lu Qing standing in the middle of purgatory.
"Old bald donkey, are you finally out?"
Lu Qing looked up at the figure in the sky. It was a bald monk wearing a cassock. He was slightly plump and had a rosy and smooth face like a baby's.
But at this moment, the abbot of Xuankong Mountain's gaze was still on those dead monks.
His eyes were filled with sadness, and he knew that Hanging Mountain was finished.
Almost all the elite troops in the temple gathered on this platform, but now they were killed by Lu Qing in one move.
Even if he could kill Lu Qing, with so many disciples dead, Xuankong Mountain would surely decline.
Thinking about the foundation that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, it is now destroyed in my own hands.
A surge of violent rage surged in the heart of the abbot of Xuankong Mountain, and he stared at Lu Qing with red eyes.
"Evil demon, what hatred do I have with you in Xuankong Mountain that you must kill me so completely!"
"What's the grudge?" Lu Qing said calmly, "That's right, you have done too many evil things in Xuankong Mountain.
If I really had to count them one by one, I'm afraid that even the real demons haven't done as much evil as you have.
It's normal to forget that you have any enemies.
But it doesn't matter. Just think of me as being here to enforce justice today. ”
"What a great man who acts on behalf of heaven!"
The abbot of Xuankong Mountain laughed angrily and suddenly shouted: "Then I will destroy you, the evil demon, first!"
After saying this, a powerful aura emerged from him.
At the same time, a stream of energy rose from the mountain where Lu Qing was standing and connected to his body.
Suddenly, the momentum of the abbot of Xuankong Mountain rose steadily, and soon skyrocketed several times.
"Um?"
Lu Qing suddenly felt something was wrong and floated slightly off the ground.
Then his eyes focused and he saw the jade platform under his feet suddenly moved.
Not only did it suck the blood flowing everywhere into the ground, it also swallowed up the corpses of the Xuankong Mountain disciples.
Immediately afterwards, the speed at which the aura of the Xuankong Mountain Master increased again increased by several points, and even wisps of black air emerged from his body.
"Spiritual weapon?"
Lu Qing felt the energy rising from the ground and immediately understood.
“It turns out that the spiritual weapon that maintains this secret space in your Hanging Mountain is integrated into the Hanging Mountain under your feet.
Just now you have been hiding and not moving, relying on the power of the spiritual weapon to stabilize your realm. ”
Lu Qing casually swung out a wisp of sword energy and slashed at the abbot of Xuankong Mountain in mid-air.
But just as the sword energy was about to hit him, a ray of light appeared on his body and blocked the sword energy.
"Spiritual weapon to protect the body."
Feeling the defensive power of that light, Lu Qing understood that this was not something that could be easily broken.
The spiritual weapon on the Hanging Mountain was integrated into the mountain to maintain the stability of this secret space.
But the abbot of Xuankong Mountain, after countless years of refining and communicating, was apparently able to mobilize the power of that spiritual weapon.
Unless he could shake the foundation of the giant suspended mountain beneath his feet, it would be difficult to break the defensive power of the spiritual weapon on the opponent's body.
Looking at the aura of the host of Xuankong Mountain, who was surrounded by black air and whose face appeared from time to time, his aura was still rising.
It was obvious that the other party was using some secret technique, and it didn't look very righteous.
Lu Qing's figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, flying away from the platform and arriving at a higher altitude.
With an open hand, an ancient small tripod appeared in front of him, and it grew rapidly in the wind.
(End of this chapter)
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