Chapter 375: Killing, the power of spiritual weapon!

Roar!

The Lihuo Ding, which had been brewing for a long time and absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, was driven by Lu Qing.

It let out a dragon roar, carrying a soul-shaking might, and smashed towards the mountain where the red-faced old monk and others were at a very fast speed.

"Not good!"

Feeling the terrifying might of the mountain coming from above, the red-faced old monk's face changed wildly, and his pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole in an instant.

But he had no time to warn other disciples, so he could only pour his soul power into the formation flag in his hand.

With a large amount of soul power urging, the formation on the mountain where the red-faced old monk was located was bright, and a formation light curtain rose, covering the entire mountain.

After doing all this, the red-faced old monk still did not feel the slightest sense of security.

A golden light rushed out of his body, turned into a light shield, and wrapped him in it.

It's a long story, but in fact everything happened in an instant.

From Lu Qing activating the Lihuo Ding to smash it down, to the red-faced old monk activating the formation, it was just a matter of breathing.

When the formation light curtain just lit up, the Lihuo Ding had already smashed it.

How terrible is the power of the spiritual weapon? Even with Lu Qing's current cultivation, it is not enough to exert one percent of the power of the Lihuo Ding, but this long-prepared shocking blow is still not something that the hastily laid formation of Xuankong Mountain can stop.

So the red-faced old monk activated the formation defense light curtain, which had just lit up, and it was smashed to pieces by the Lihuo Ding that fell from the sky like an eggshell.

Then, in the horrified eyes of many Xuankong Mountain disciples, it hit the mountain fiercely.

Boom!

The Lihuo Ding, which was as big as a small mountain, smashed on the mountain peak, and in an instant, the ground shook.

The extremely hard body of the cauldron directly blasted a huge deep pit on the entire mountain peak.

The overwhelming force of the impact swept everything, almost razing all the buildings and trees within a radius of a hundred feet to the ground.

What was even more terrifying was that the spiritual fire sprayed from the Lihuo Ding spread and turned the entire mountain into a sea of ​​fire.

"Ah!"

"No! Grand Elder, save me!"

"What kind of fire is this? Why can't it be extinguished!"

...

The Lihuo Ding's shocking blow was too powerful.

Those Xuankong Mountain disciples didn't escape far in the first place. Some of the slower disciples were crushed to death by the terrifying impact force when the Lihuo Ding hit the mountain.

The disciples who were lucky enough to escape faster and were not killed by the shock could not escape the flames that fell from the sky behind them.

The flames sprayed from the Lihuo Ding were spiritual fires. Since they burned the flesh, they also burned the soul.

As long as it sticks a little, unless there is a special skill or a magic weapon to protect the body, otherwise, it is almost impossible to extinguish it before the target is burned out.

The most powerful disciples of Xuankong Mountain are only in the Xiantian Realm and Qi Refining Realm, how can they resist the burning of this spiritual weapon fire.

Whether it is to protect the body with true qi and spiritual energy, or even rolling on the ground, it is impossible to extinguish the spiritual fire on the body.

For a time, the whole mountain was full of screams of Xuankong Mountain disciples, full of despair.

Looking at the scene below that was like purgatory on earth, Lu Qing in the sky did not change his face at all.

From the time in the Holy Mountain, the bald donkey of Xuankong Mountain wanted to force the master to convert, and then sent assassins from Wujian Tower to assassinate him.

Between him and Xuankong Mountain, it is destined that either you die or I die, and only one can survive.

Since they are enemies, there is naturally no reason to be soft-hearted.

Looking indifferently at the disciples struggling and screaming in the sea of ​​fire, Lu Qing waved his hand, and a large cauldron burning with flames slowly rose from the deep pit on the mountain.

It shrank while approaching him.

When it came to him, it had become only the size of a thumb and fell into Lu Qing's hand.

"Young Master, I can't help you next, you have to be careful."

"Yan"'s somewhat weak voice sounded in Lu Qing's mind at this time.

"Don't worry, senior, you just rest assured."

Lu Qing nodded seriously and put away the Lihuo Ding.

He could feel the weakness of "Yan".

This is the preciousness of the spiritual weapon.

Because of the existence of the spirit of the weapon, it can exert powerful power without the control of the owner.

In fact, with Lu Qing's current cultivation level, if it were not for the existence of "Yan", he would never be able to use the Lihuo Ding to exert such power.

The huge amount of spiritual power alone could drain him dry in an instant.

However, the attack just now had consumed all the spiritual charm that had been accumulated by the Lihuo Ding for a long time.

Without a period of nourishment, it would be difficult to recover.

"Hmm?"

Just after putting away the Lihuo Ding, Lu Qing's expression changed and he looked down.

Then he saw a figure slowly crawling out of the deep pit created by the Lihuo Ding. It was the red-faced old monk.

But the red-faced old monk at this time was no longer as calm as before, and his appearance became extremely miserable.

The robe on his body was tattered, and half of his body was completely devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only a charred skeleton.

Indistinctly, the beating internal organs inside could still be seen, which looked extremely terrifying.

If it weren't for the layer of golden light protecting his internal organs, he would have died.

However, the red-faced old monk didn't care about his injuries at this time.

He didn't even care about the disciples around him whose screams were gradually weakening. He just looked at Lu Qing in the sky with great fear.

That shocking blow just now was truly too terrifying.

If he hadn't used his body skills to avoid being hit directly by the Lihuo Ding during the half breath of time blocked by the light curtain of the formation at the most critical moment.

I'm afraid he would have been shattered to pieces now, and even his body could not be found.

"Lihuo Ding! The Lihuo Ding, the spiritual weapon of the ancient immortal sect Lihuo Sect, is actually in your hands. Are you the heir of Lihuo Sect?"

The red-faced old monk's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of disbelief.

Seeing the appearance and power of the giant cauldron that Lu Qing had just sacrificed, he finally recalled some records in the ancient books in the temple.

"Old bald donkey, I didn't expect you to have some ability. You can actually withstand the attack of my Lihuo Ding."

Lu Qing looked at the golden light in the red-faced old monk's body that protected his internal organs, and realized that the other party must be carrying a treasure.

Otherwise, even if he was not directly hit by the Lihuo Ding, he should not have survived the terrible power just now.

He secretly sighed in his heart, worthy of being a powerful cultivator who has reached the perfect stage of foundation building.

His means of saving his life are indeed amazing.

"It is indeed the Lihuo Ding!"

Hearing Lu Qing's words, the red-faced old monk knew that he had guessed correctly, and he was even more unbelievable in his heart.

Because according to the ancient books in the temple, the ancient immortal sect Lihuo Sect had been destroyed before the end of the last era of immortal cultivation.

Its sect-guarding spiritual weapon Lihuo Ding also disappeared.

Now, after tens of thousands of years, when the spiritual weapon is revived, Lihuo Ding has reappeared in the world.

And it is in the hands of a powerful and mysterious person with profound cultivation.

Could it be that the destruction of the ancient immortal sect Lihuo Sect was just an illusion, and in fact, it was like their four secret places, lurking in a secret realm, surviving this long period of spiritual energy depletion, and now it is also going to come out.

But why did the Lihuo Sect have to make things difficult for them in Xuankong Mountain? Even in the ancient era of immortal cultivation, there should have been no major hatred between the two sects. .

For a moment, many speculations and thoughts emerged in the red-faced old monk's mind.

But the next moment, a strong sense of danger arose in his heart.

Without thinking, the red-faced old monk suddenly moved sideways, trying to dodge to the side.

Just as he moved, a sharp knife energy almost brushed his body and slashed on the ground, leaving a deep knife mark where he had just stood.

But before he had time to catch his breath, the knife energy in the sky had already fallen from the sky, intertwined with each other, and slashed at the red-faced old monk.

"He just activated the spiritual weapon, why does he still have such abundant spiritual power!"

Looking at the knife energy in the sky, a trace of despair appeared on the face of the red-faced old monk.

Previously, he had done his best to resist the power emitted by the Lihuo Ding.

Now, not only was he seriously injured, his protective magic weapon was damaged, and even his spiritual power was not much left. He really had no spare energy to resist Lu Qing's violent knife energy attack.

At the same time, he couldn't understand it in his heart.

Why Lu Qing could still launch such an attack as if nothing had happened after activating the spiritual weapon Lihuo Ding? This was completely against common sense.

The red-faced old monk was about to be torn into pieces by Lu Qing's sword energy.

At this moment, a stream of light flew from afar at an extremely fast speed, and arrived before Lu Qing's sword energy, turning into a translucent golden bell, covering the red-faced old monk.

Dang! Dang! Dang...

Lu Qing's sword energy slashed on the golden bell, but it couldn't break the defense.

Although the golden bell trembled, it was still unable to break its defense and kill the red-faced old monk inside.

"Elder Jinzhong!"

Looking at the golden bell surrounding him, the red-faced old monk showed ecstasy on his face.

"Hmm?"

Lu Qing also felt something and looked up at the distant sky.

Then he felt that several powerful auras were coming here at a high speed from the depths of the mountains.

He knew that reinforcements from Xuankong Mountain had arrived.

He did not bother to argue any more. The golden boat under his feet emitted light, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and flew out of the mountain.

Less than ten breaths after Lu Qing left, several figures emitting powerful auras also appeared in the air.

They were several old monks wearing gray robes like the red-faced old monk.

"Want to leave?!"

The old monks first looked at the miserable situation below with great shock and anger, and then looked in the direction where Lu Qing left, and wanted to chase him.

"Elder Jinzhong, wait! This person cannot be chased!"

The red-faced old monk was horrified when he saw this. He did not care about his own injuries and immediately urged his spiritual power and shouted loudly.

He was so excited that his internal organs, which had been protected by the power of the magic weapon, broke and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing his intense emotions, the old monks were puzzled, but they could only stop and land beside the red-faced old monk.

"Elder Chixin, what's wrong with you? Why don't you let us chase the evil demon?" an old monk asked.

"This evil demon has a mysterious origin and holds a spiritual weapon in his hand. If we chase it rashly, it's hard to say what will happen!"

The red-faced old monk said hurriedly.

"Spiritual weapon! How is this possible!"

Several old monks were shocked when they heard this.

"It's absolutely true. The spiritual fire around us is emitted by the spiritual weapon.

This fire is extremely powerful and can burn everything. If it touches a living being, it is difficult to resist unless it is a cultivator above the foundation building stage. They can only be burned to death."

Several old monks looked at the burning flames around them and their faces changed slightly.

With their eyesight, how could they not see the power of these spiritual fires.

An old monk even asked with an ugly face: "This fire is so powerful, those disciples..."

In their spiritual perception, now there is no trace of other living breath in the whole mountain except the red-faced old monk.

The red-faced old monk sighed: "They have all died in the sea of ​​fire. The evil demon came too suddenly. Before the disciples had time to disperse, they were burned to death by his spiritual weapon."

It turned out that in such a short time, those disciples of Xuankong Mountain who were contaminated with spiritual fire could not bear it and were burned to death.

"All died?"

The eyes of several old monks suddenly widened, and their hearts were even more grief-stricken.

You know, the disciples they sent out this time accounted for almost half of the elite disciples in the temple, and they were all gone at once?

"Evil demon, I swear not to be a human being if I don't avenge this!"

An old monk gritted his teeth and swore a poisonous oath immediately.

"Elder Chixin, you fought with the evil demon. Do you know who he is? Why is he so vicious and cruel to kill my disciples of Xuankong Mountain?" asked another old monk.

"I can't recognize his identity, but I can recognize the spiritual weapon he used. It is the lost spiritual weapon of the Lihuo Sect in the ancient times of cultivating immortals, the Lihuo Ding!"

...

Just when the red-faced old monk was telling other old monks about his guess.

Above the sky outside the Lingshan Mountains.

A faint breath was hidden in a white cloud.

"What is the identity of the mysterious ghost-faced man? He can actually control a spiritual weapon!"

Taoist Yangming looked at the raging fire in the direction of Lingshan, with an extremely shocked look in his eyes.

Earlier, he followed the direction of the golden light and came to the outside of the Lingshan Mountains.

Then he saw a scene that shocked him.

The mysterious ghost-faced man hovering in the sky was seen driving a giant tripod, carrying boundless power, smashing towards the tallest mountain below.

The many disciples of Xuankong Mountain had no power to resist this shocking blow, and were easily killed like ants and moths.

Even the majestic mountain, which was one of the symbols of the ancient Xuankong Mountain, was blasted with a big hole and burned beyond recognition by the raging fire.

After feeling the power emanating from the giant tripod, Taoist Yangming, who came from a secret place, knew that it was a genuine spiritual weapon!

Xuankong Mountain actually provoked a terrifying strong man with a spiritual weapon!

After realizing this, Taoist Yangming was shocked and excited.

What shocked him was the appearance of the spiritual weapon,

and what excited him was seeing that his mortal enemy had provoked such a powerful enemy, and that his future would definitely be difficult.

At the same time, he became more curious about the identity of the mysterious ghost-faced man.

That is a spiritual weapon. Even their Qingyang Temple only has one, and because they have to suppress the secret realm, they cannot bring it out.

What is the origin of that mysterious ghost-faced man, who can actually control a complete spiritual weapon!