Taoist Qingxu just snorted coldly when facing Lu Jingyijian.
Taking a step forward, a bronze mirror appeared in his hand. He started chanting and threw the simple bronze mirror in his hand towards Lu Jing's sword. The golden light of the bronze mirror flickered and a complex shadow emerged, more like a rotation.
The compass, with its inscriptions rotating one by one, erupted with a powerful aura.
"Boom~"
Lu Jing slashed at it with his sword.
A deafening sound rang out, and Master Qingxu's magical weapon only seemed to shake for a moment before completely neutralizing Lu Jing's sword.
At the same time, the phantom of the compass continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge object with a diameter of thirty meters, covering more than ten meters above Lu Jing's head. Immediately after, Old Dao Qingxu flew up and stood on the compass.
The golden light enveloped the thirty-meter space of Lu Jing.
Lu Jing's expression changed below. He didn't expect that Old Dao Qingxu would have such a powerful magic weapon. When it came down, he felt as if his whole body was as heavy as a mountain.
His feet immediately sank into the soil, and his waist bent.
He quickly activated his energy.
Zhenqi circulates throughout the body, spreading throughout every inch of muscle.
At this time, his strong foundation was revealed.
The pressure suddenly eased, and I stood up straight.
But when Old Dao Qingxu stamped his foot above him, the thirty-meter space that enveloped him shook, and the phantom compass above his head dropped by one meter.
Lu Jing felt the gravity increase again.
At this moment, he felt not only the mountain-like gravity all over his body, but also an invisible sense of suffocation all around him, as if there was no air and he was completely cut off from the outside world.
This can't go on like this.
Lu Jing muttered in his heart.
Qingxu Lao Tao's cultivation in the later stages of foundation building can even consume himself to death.
"Boom~"
At this moment, a thundering sound rang out.
Lu Jing glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but felt warm in his heart. It turned out that Xiao Bingfeng was holding a sword and struck the phantom compass of Master Qingxu, causing the compass to vibrate.
"Junior brother, take down that little girl."
The old Taoist Qingxu stood on top of the initiative and gave orders to the second and third elders to capture Xiao Bingfeng.
The latter two pounced on Xiao Bingfeng at the same time.
At this time, Lu Jing was a little anxious. Although he knew that Xiao Bingfeng was an unusual little sword immortal, the current Xiao Bingfeng had not yet completely reached the level of a sword immortal, and his memory was confused and his sword body was not yet mature. Faced with two people,
A foundation-building monk may not be his opponent.
Sometimes the burst of power is sometimes ineffective.
I was anxious.
Seeing the phantom compass pressing down above his head and Qingxu Lao Dao controlling it, Lu Jing roared and inserted the ice sword into the ground.
"Transform into a demon~"
Saying two words softly, the three demon-transforming palms taught by the old devil started to work.
The first step in becoming a demon is to manifest the demon body.
Secret magic turns.
The energy surrounding Lu Jing's body surged.
A phantom with two horns appeared on him.
It grew long into the wind, and in a blink of an eye it was more than twenty meters tall, able to withstand the falling phantom compass.
The phantom of the demon body appeared, and Lu Jing felt the gravity disappear.
My whole body felt relaxed.
The magical powers and secrets taught by the old devil in the secret path are indeed extraordinary.
He turned around and looked at the distance where Xiao Bingfeng was already fighting with Qing Xuan Qingli. It seemed that Xiao Bingfeng could deal with the two of them easily. The sword condensed in his hand resolved their attacks one by one.
Lu Jing let out a breath.
Then Lu Jing raised his head and squinted his eyes, looked at Mr. Qingxu above his head, and snorted coldly: "Since you are shameless, I don't have to be polite, so I will try my hand at you."
Now that the demon body has been formed, Lu Jing will try the power of the three demon-turning palms.
When he stretched out his hand, the true energy in his body suddenly gathered in his palm, and one third of it was consumed.
"Broken Body Palm~"
Lu Jing slapped the sky with his palm.
Immediately, the huge demon body phantom raised its hand and hit the compass phantom of Old Dao Qingxu.
"Boom~"
An earth-shattering loud noise resounded across the sky.
"Click~"
With one palm strike, the 30-meter-diameter compass phantom cracked and broke inch by inch.
"Pfft~"
Old Taoist Qingxu's face changed drastically and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
One fell from a high altitude and landed ten meters away from Lu Jing. The shadow of the real bronze mirror broke and dimmed, and fell into Qingxu's hand. At a glance, the old Taoist vomited out another mouthful of blood.
"Wow~"
Qingcheng Mountain Town Paizhibao’s Bagua compass mirror actually had a slight crack on it.
Old Taoist Qingxu's heart was bleeding. This was an ancestral spiritual weapon. It was actually cracked. How many years would it take to repair it?
Compared to the cracks in the magical weapon, Old Taoist Qingxu's face was as pale as paper, and his heart was in turmoil. He was a man of great cultivation in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and even with the magical weapon in hand, he was unable to suppress Lu Jing, and Lu Jing counterattacked him with a palm
The magic weapon was broken.
Just now, a shadow appeared on Lu Jing's body, and the power of that palm made his heart palpitate.
Two words come to mind - supernatural powers.
What a magical power!
Not only do you need to have the corresponding skills, but you also need to have the talent and conditions to practice. Qingcheng Mountain’s magical powers are only controlled by the two Jindan Patriarchs, and even he, the headmaster, is not qualified to practice.
Now this kid Lu Jing actually masters a magical technique.
To be honest, Qingxu was afraid.
Not only was Lu Jing's palm powerful, but this boy's true energy was no less powerful than him, and even more pure than him.
Just in a daze.
Lu Jing was not idle. Since he had already started to fight, he had to defeat him thoroughly.
The old devil is right when he says that in the world of practitioners, the truth is strength.
Only when your fist is big will others listen to you.
After breaking the body with one palm, one-third of the true energy in the body was consumed, but the effect was significant. Qingxu Lao Dao's compass phantom magic weapon was broken by him, and the Lao Tao was injured.
He showed no mercy at all, and struck the old Taoist Qingxu with his second palm.
"Blood Transforming Palm~"
The second palm of the demon's body struck past, with a palm as huge as a millstone. The light of the glazed true energy shone, and the sand and stones flew everywhere it passed. The momentum was like a rainbow, and the sky and the earth changed color.
More than ten meters away, Old Taoist Qingxu's face changed wildly: "Master Lu, stop~"
But Lu Jing shot out with one palm, how could he stop?
Hehehe smiled: "Old Taoist Qingxu, let's take over the palm from this warehouse master!"
Old Taoist Qingxu also knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life. He gritted his teeth and a thousand-year-old lightning strike wood appeared in his hand. This was a golden elixir amulet given by the ancestor of the golden elixir. It contained the sealing power of the ancestor of the golden elixir. It was one of the trump cards to save his life.
His heart was bleeding, but he had to use it. When Lu Jing hit him with a palm, Qingxu knew that he couldn't take it. Even if he could barely take it, he would be crippled.
"Get up~"
With a ferocious expression on his face, Master Qingxu roared loudly and gathered all his energy on the wooden block in his hand.
"Buzz~"
The wood in his hand exploded instantly when struck by lightning, and a golden light as dazzling as the sun erupted, immediately turning into a yin-yang shield in front of Qingxu.
Immediately, Lu Jing's second palm turned into blood.
"touch~"
There was no loud noise as expected.
There was only a dull sound.
However, upon impact, a wave of air spread away.
It has reached a range of 100 meters.
Suddenly, within a hundred meters of the field, sand, gravel, and dust were flying all over the sky, and the fog obscured everything.
