Chapter 41 Comparing to the Gods

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Just when Lu Qingshan was about to reach the end of his road, a blazing light suddenly rose from inside his body, like a sun erupting from the ground.

What happened, how could this change happen?

She was shocked and stunned.

At this time, Lu Qingshan's skin was filled with a layer of fluorescence.

The luster is like a river flowing from the inside out, very soft, rippling out a special wave.

Zang Xiaojian's eyes were shining brightly, reflecting the real scene.

Lu Qingshan's face, which had nearly dried up and turned old and bloodless, regained its rosiness and gained a strong sense of vitality.

This means that his soul is recovering and no longer decaying.

His gaze also became blazing, like the sun exploding, emitting astonishing rays of light.

The light made his eyes extremely deep, containing an indescribable and strange power.

Every part of Lu Qingshan's body glowed with divine brilliance from time to time, extremely bright.

"This is...a sign of recovery."

"There is immortal power in him."

Mingyu murmured to himself, but couldn't understand it.

She was very frightened, and she was sure that Lu Qingshan's vitality was recovering.

It is a miracle that people who have begun to decay under the power of ancient tribulations are actually brought back to life.

"But... what kind of power can be immortal?" She looked at Lu Qingshan at this time again and again. Whether it was his cultivation, soul, or physical body, there was no difference from before.

There was no power in Lu Qingshan that transformed and sublimated into immortality.

So, there is only one possibility.

There is a fourth kind of power in Lu Qingshan besides Yuanshen, cultivation and physical body.

It is this fourth kind of power that can be said to be immortal and has withstood the decay and suppression of the power of ancient tribulations.

But... no matter whether it is the human race, the demon race, or all the races in the world, no matter how many changes the practice system has, it should never be able to escape the scope of these three.

Where does the fourth power come from, where does it originate?

Boom!

At the moment when the new fourth power appeared, Lu Qingshan finally took a step forward and towards the Tribulation Sword.

This is just the beginning.

At this moment, Ming Yu and Zang Xiaojian could see more clearly, and there was divine light flowing in Lu Qingshan's body.

As time went by, his flesh and blood became vigorous and vital, and his breathing that had been rapid due to the oppression and targeting of the ancient calamity force became smoother.

There was a white mist between his mouth and nose, like a dense fairy air, constantly flowing in and out with his breathing.

Lu Qingshan's expression, which originally looked extremely painful due to the dissolution of his soul, also returned to calm.

There were mysterious fluctuations in his body.

His chest began to rise and fall.

Then a thumping sound came out, which was shocking.

Even Ming Yu was moved.

This was the sound of a heartbeat, as powerful as a drum being beaten.

Like a prehistoric beast.

This is not a heartbeat that a sword cultivator can have, because it is well known that sword cultivators are physically weak.

Boom!

Boom!

The beating of his heart became more and more powerful, and with every step Lu Qingshan took, it would ring out between heaven and earth, like thunder roaring from the sky.

"It's not that his physical body has become stronger..." After observing for a while, Mingyu, who turned pale, saw the mystery, and explained to Zang Xiaojian: "It was him and Jie Jian who had a relationship. resonance!"

"Lu Qingshan!" Zang Xiaojian was so excited that he was speechless.

At the moment, she had no intention to explore the reason for the miracle, she was just excited about the miracle.

Because Lingye Island seems to be... saved.

Zang Xiaojian stared at Lu Qingshan who was walking forward again in the Land of Heaven's Punishment, clenching his fists, excited and nervous.

Excited because I see hope.

She was nervous because there was still six hundred feet of distance ahead of Lu Qingshan, and she was not sure whether Lu Qingshan could reach the finish line in one breath this time.

Moreover, no one can guarantee that even if Lu Qingshan reaches the Tribulation Sword, he will be able to control it.

After all, no one had ever come into contact with the Tribulation Sword before.

But no matter what, the Tribulation Sword is a sword of heavenly punishment, a sword of gods, and it is by no means a weapon that mortals can easily wield.

This is something you can understand if you think about it.

...........

The suppression and destruction from the power of the ancient calamity is still there. This is a special law that cannot be circumvented.

But now Lu Qingshan, who has escaped from the gate of hell, his face is as calm as the cold lake water.

Even in the calmness, he exudes confidence and determination.

He walked towards the Tribulation Sword step by step, looking at the increasingly powerful power of the Ancient Tribulation as if it were nothing.

Lightning flickered around him, thunder roared in his ears, and the aura of violence and destruction lingered.

Thunder and lightning are raging.

But Lu Qingshan was like a small boat standing firm in the stormy waves, moving forward firmly and steadily.

Ming Yu and Zang Xiaojian looked at Lu Qingshan blankly, wondering what amazing changes had happened to Lu Qingshan at that moment.

Especially Ming Yu, she had tried it herself, and finally reached her limit after walking five hundred feet.

But now, Lu Qingshan has already crossed the threshold of five hundred feet and is already heading towards the six hundred feet.

This was something that even she in the Ninth Realm could not do, but Lu Qingshan, who was in the Five Tribulation Realm in front of her, did it.

There was a complex look in Ming Yu's eyes.

"There are still five hundred feet..." she said softly, her tone revealing unprecedented expectations.

........

when!

The evil emperor's glyphs unfolded, and the emperor's shadow covered the sky. His fist seemed to be the strongest weapon, and it rushed towards the thunder dragon, almost shattering the sky.

After an earth-shattering roar, the Evil Lord's imperial shadow dissipated, and the Thunder Dragon also dissipated.

The figure of the Evil Lord flew out upside down and swept back a hundred feet in the air.

It can be seen that the power of the wave of confrontation just now is very powerful.

That's not all.

The Evil Lord glanced at his right hand.

The tiger's mouth was cracked open, and the palms were filled with blood. Even with the divine and demon body, it could not be healed quickly for a while.

Because there is a strange calamity in the wound, like a tarsal maggot, and the ghost lingers.

He was injured, and not seriously.

This was a blow with the blessing of Emperor Zi Jue, but Evil Lord's physical body was still injured. One can imagine the power contained in Thunder Dragon.

"How can you perform such an attack a third time?" Evil Lord waved his hand, not caring about the injury, looking at Zang Xiu jokingly, and said sarcastically.

He was asking knowingly.

All the lightning-guided instruments in Jingjian City were shattered by the blow just now and turned into powder.

Without the lightning rod, how could Zangxiu borrow the power of the Tribulation Sword?

"As people get older, they become more greedy. It's better to leave such a treasure to me." The Evil Lord smiled and his eyelids relaxed.

The next moment, his murderous aura erupted like a sea, and the demonic energy all over his body boiled like a waterfall.

He rioted, turned into a stream of light and swooped towards Zangxiu, attacking with all his strength.

Evil Lord has had enough fun and lost his patience.

The real moment of life and death has arrived, and Zangxiu cannot have any time to breathe.

Zang Xiu was not afraid, and let out a long roar, releasing his strongest power.

One after another, the sword energy rushed out from the acupuncture points of his body, blooming with light that soared into the sky and cut across the sky.

Tsk tsk tsk!

All the sword energy surged toward the sky, extremely brilliant.

Before the Evil Lord could get close to Zangxiu, he was overwhelmed by the infinite sword energy.

However, he was fearless and did not dodge or dodge, and used his physical body to defeat these sword energy!

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The sword energy clashed with the Evil Lord's body, causing sparks to appear and bloody traces to be wiped out.

But with just one breath, these blood marks have healed.

The immortal body of gods and demons is truly immortal!

"Destroy!"

Evil Lord shouted, raised his hand and struck forward, no longer attacking with fists, but turned into a claw, extremely sharp, to capture and kill Zangxiu!

This grip is extremely sharp and its power is beyond imagination!

"Little Phoenix!" Zangxiu roared, and swept out his right foot. A wave of fiery red flames spurted out, turning into a phoenix rune across the sky, and exploded in full force!

The pseudo-Taoist sword smelted in his right foot is exactly the young phoenix made of sycamore wood!

"Huh?" Evil Lord was slightly surprised, and his claws collided with Zangxiu's right leg.

The energy and demonic energy between the two merged, causing violent fluctuations.

Zangxiu coughed up a large mouthful of blood, her body was shaken violently, and she fell back.

The strength gap between the two sides is there. Even if he has the magical power of hiding weapons, he still can't make up for this gap - if it weren't for the magical power of hiding weapons, Zangxiu would have died countless times.

In fact, without the blessing of Zangwei's magical power, Zangxiu's own combat power is about the same as Qianzun, about twenty-five times the ninth-level combat power.

Seeing that Zangxiu was seriously injured, Xie Zun was unreasonable and struck Zangxiu again with his left palm.

His palm weighs more than ten thousand pounds, which is enough to knock the mountain into flying ash. What is even more frightening is that there are dozens of powerful symbols appearing in his palm, giving it even more powerful power.

This is a killer shot.

"It's over!" Evil Lord sneered.

boom!

An inevitable palm fell on Zangxiu's chest.

Suddenly, Zangxiu's chest glowed, accompanied by a burst of blazing light, filled with sharpness.

With a clang, Evil Lord's palm bounced away as if it had hit an iron wall.

"exquisite!"

Exquisite heart with seven orifices!

Zangxiu has a hole in her heart.

In this orifice, he smelted Linglong, the pseudo-Dao sword forged by Su Xiu, and regarded it as a heart-protecting sword. At the critical moment, he exploded his original power and neutralized the power of this palm.

Despite this, Zangxiu still groaned, staggered backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and was seriously injured.

"I want to see how many magical weapons you still have?" After the battle, Xie Zun also had a general understanding of Zangxiu's magical power. He was not surprised, but said solemnly.

In fact, he was still wary of the collector's magical powers.

With this magical power alone, Zangxiu was able to fight him fiercely until now with twenty-five times the ninth-level combat power, which shows how powerful Zangqiu is.

Fortunately, Zangxiu's cultivation level is limited, otherwise he might be the one who suffers today, and he can only rely on the crowd tactics to crush Zangxiu.

Zangxiu gasped for breath, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Even though the weapons were melted and refined to make his body comparable to human weapons, he was still covered in blood at this moment, and his shoulders and thighs were already bloody and miserable.

"I wonder what happened to Yu'er and Xiaojian..." He felt unwilling and unsure whether his wife and daughter were out of danger.

...........

The Land of Heavenly Punishment itself is backed by Jingjian City, so from here, you can have an unobstructed view of the fierce battle between Zangxiu and Xie Zun above Jingjian City.

Everyone can see that Zangxiu is at the end of its rope and cannot hold on for much longer.

The monks from Jingjian City roared and rose into the sky, wanting to help Zangxiu face the enemy.

But Qian Zun immediately led his demon cultivators to deliver a fatal blow to these Jingjian City cultivators.

Most of the monks in Jingjian City are swordsmiths and are not good at fighting!

At this moment, the only ones who can help Zang Xiu are Ming Yu and...

"It's too late..." Ming Yu's eyes flashed with despair.

She knew that her husband could not hold on for much longer. With Lu Qingshan's current speed, it was obvious that he would not be able to cross the chasm before Zang Xiu's death.

"Xiaojian, if something goes wrong, take your friend with you and I'll help your father!" She looked determined instantly and told Zang Xiaojian. Without waiting for Zang Xiaojian to reply, she quickly left the Heavenly Punishment Palace. land.

As soon as he left the Land of Heavenly Punishment and confirmed that the location of Zang Xiaojian would not be exposed, Ming Yu immediately rushed up and rushed towards the evil master who was fighting Zang Xiu in the sky.

...

Lu Qingshan's eyes were cold.

He saw Ming Yu's move and knew how urgent the situation was.

But now is the critical moment and he cannot escape.

"Hold on, give me a little more time!" Lu Qingshan murmured.

He turned to look at the robbery sword floating not far away, his eyes showing brightness and persistence.

At the same time, the speed of his feet actually became faster with the strength of the ancient calamity.

Yes, it becomes faster.

It is clear that the power of the ancient calamity is getting stronger, but Lu Qingshan's actions are becoming more relaxed.

Boom, boom, boom!

The resonance became louder and louder.

Lu Qingshan’s blood was running high.

At this moment, the distance between him and Jie Jian was only two hundred feet.

"Faster, faster, faster!"

Lu Qingshan roared in his heart, his body roaring, and at this critical moment, his speed became several minutes faster.

Another step forward, as if the ground had shrunk to an inch. This step covered a distance of ten feet.

"Young Master!" Qin Yitian was worried, seeing Lu Qingshan working so hard, he was afraid of causing hidden danger to him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

The distance at this time is one hundred and eighty feet!

"The power of the ancient calamity can no longer stop me." Lu Qingshan affirmed.

One hundred and seventy feet... One hundred and sixty feet... One hundred and fifty feet!

Lu Qingshan could feel that there was an indescribable force surging in his body, as if he were immortal, fighting against the power of the ancient calamity.

"Sir, why is it that the power of the ancient calamity suddenly can no longer restrain you?" Qin Yitian finally couldn't help but ask after confirming that Lu Qingshan was in good condition.

Even she, who was closest to Lu Qingshan, did not understand how Lu Qingshan suddenly came back to life after he had clearly reached his limit and reached the end of his rope, and then had the power to move forward without fear of the ancient calamity.

One hundred and forty feet...One hundred and thirty feet!

"The power of the Ancient Tribulation comes from the Tribulation Sword. It is essentially a test set by the Tribulation Sword." Lu Qingshan's speed increased again.

"An extremely difficult test." He answered quietly to the Sword Spirit girl in his heart.

"A test that only sword cultivators can pass."

The distance.........one hundred feet!

"A test that only sword cultivators can pass..." Qin Yitian murmured softly, seeming to understand.

Since it is a sword test, the only ones who can pass it are sword cultivators.

She can understand this and understand it.

The question is, what does a swordsman rely on to pass this test?

She had the same doubts as Ming Yu.

Eighty feet...Seventy feet!

"I told you that the power of swordsmanship does not come from the sky or the earth." Lu Qingshan's voice seemed to contain immersive magic.

"The power of swordsmanship comes from the heart, and it will be ignited by one's own will."

The distance at this time... is fifty feet!

"Everything can be measured, but..."

Forty feet!

"The will is immortal."

Thirty feet!

"The sword of the gods cannot be touched by a mortal body?"

Twenty feet!

"No!" Lu Qingshan said firmly.

"Because a mortal body can also..."

At this time, the distance between Lu Qingshan and Jie Jian was only ten feet, only one step away.

Lu Qingshan took the last step, crossed the last ten feet, resolutely stretched out his right hand, passed through the endless lightning, and grabbed the robbery sword suspended in mid-air.

His deep voice echoed in the Land of Punishment.

"Bi...Shoulder...Shen...Ming!"