Above Lu Qing’s head, the gray-robed old monk’s body glowed generously with golden light.
A huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him.
The gray-robed old monk had a stern look on his face, standing on the golden boat, and stamped his hand downwards.
With this palm move, the Buddha figure behind the old monk also stretched out a giant palm and pressed down on Lu Qing below.
As soon as the palm was released, there seemed to be Sanskrit chanting in the sky and the earth, and golden runes were wrapped around the giant palm of the Buddha's shadow.
With the power to crush everything, it suppressed Lu Qing.
It turned out that the gray-robed old monk seemed to be forced to fall into the sky by an arrow array, and was caught by Lu Qing with the power of earth veins and magnetism, and the plan was successful.
In fact, he did it on purpose, just to make Lu Qing relax his vigilance so that he could deliver a killing blow at close range.
"Sure enough, you can't underestimate any strong person in the foundation building stage."
Lu Qing felt the power of the giant palm of the Buddha's shadow and sighed in his heart.
This old monk obviously still has a trump card, but he has always only used the golden shuttle weapon to fight against the enemy.
Even faced with the siege of his arrow array, he deliberately showed weakness and pretended to be forced down by him.
It seems that he has fallen into his trap, but in fact he is following his trap and plotting against him.
Wait until you get close to him before using your killing move.
The huge Buddha's palm covers a large area, covering more than ten feet above Lu Qing's head.
Not only is it very fast, but it is also extremely powerful.
Before the giant palm fell completely, a powerful suppressive force restrained Lu Qing, making his body heavy and sluggish, making it difficult for him to dodge.
Hymnotic, he actually wanted to turn his back on the guests and destroy Lu Qing, as well as his domain.
"It seems that we have to take action."
Looking at the huge Buddha's palm in front of him, Lu Qing condensed, and a light shone on his body.
Boom!
The next moment, the Buddha's palms were already lined up where Lu Qing was.
Smoke and dust filled the sky, and the ground with a radius of more than ten feet was dented by this palm.
From a high altitude, a huge palm print suddenly appeared on the plain, which was extremely visual impact.
This palm is so powerful and horrifying that it can make any innate person's expression change and his heart tremble.
"Huh?"
However, seeing the terrible destructive power caused by his move, the gray-robed old monk did not feel complacent at all, but his expression changed.
Because he felt that the energy of the earth's energy bound to him had not completely disappeared.
still lingers around him, making it difficult for him to move.
He stared downwards, and suddenly, his pupils suddenly disappeared.
The smoke and dust below suddenly shook and exploded in all directions.
A figure glowing with white light rushed out of the smoke and flew towards the gray-robed old monk at a very fast speed.
The gray-robed old monk was shocked, and without even thinking about it, he struck out with his palm under the impulse of his mind.
At the same time, the Buddha shadow behind him set off an endless storm of wind, and also slapped a palm print on Lu Qing in the air again!
Faced with the golden light in his eyes and the huge Buddha's palm that came towards him, Lu Qing's eyes remained calm, without any trace of panic.
Even the sword and bow and arrows in his hands were taken into the Qiankun Qi bag by him at some point.
A breeze emerged from his body, speeding up his body again.
Hand make a fist, do not dodge or dodge, directly face the Buddha's palm, and punch it away!
Hang!
Lu Qing punched out, and the roar of a tiger shook the sky. In a daze, the gray-robed old monk seemed to see an ancient giant tiger emerging from Lu Qing's body.
Old monk Fu Cannon was even more frightened. He knew that it was Lu Qing's fist that was too fierce and interfered with the illusion presented in his mind.
Boom!
Punches and palms collided in the air, and the whirlwind rose again. High in the sky, layers of white mist were blown out of the air again, setting off violent winds.
If it were above the ground, there would probably be another burst of flying sand and rocks, and the grass would fly and the trees would fall.
Looking at the disparity in size, Lu Qing looked like an insect in front of the Buddha's palm, which was more than ten feet wide, as if he was doing the useless work of an earthworm shaking a tree.
But the reality is completely different from the vision. Under Lu Qing's punch, the huge Buddha palm that looked like glass had cracks centered on the fist, which continued to spread and quickly spread to the entire palm and even the arm.
In the end, it completely collapsed.
"How is it possible?!"
Seeing the Buddha's palm shattered, the old monk in gray robe had a look of disbelief in his eyes.
He couldn't believe that the Buddha's Dharma that he used with the help of the precious treasure in his body could be defeated so easily.
One punch destroyed the Buddha's arm, Lu Qing did not stop.
The breeze appeared on his body, and he dropped a few feet. After absorbing the force of the counter-shock, he rushed up again, approaching the old monk in gray robe.
There is only one chance. The opponent has the golden boat. As long as it stays high in the sky, it can advance and attack, retreat and defend. It is almost invincible.
It was difficult to get close to the other party, and he couldn't let go of this great opportunity.
He had already seen that the arm of the Buddha's phantom that had been defeated by him was slowly recovering, so he had to fight quickly.
With the power of the spiritual talisman, Lu Qing also had the power of flying for a short period of time. He quickly approached the gray-robed old monk and punched out again.
Having seen how powerful Lu Qing’s fists are, how dare the old monk dare to fight head-on.
But just like before, he took advantage of the trick and took the initiative to enter Lu Qing's domain to relax his vigilance and use his killing move.
At this moment, he is also trapped in the Lu Qing domain, bound by the power of the earth's magnetic field, and his speed is greatly reduced.
I want to retreat, but it’s too late.
As a last resort, I had to pinch the Dharma Jue and drive the Buddha's other arm to continue to strike at Lu Qingyin with one palm.
But this time, there was no surprise. Under the intersection of fists and palms, the other arm of Buddha Dharma was also defeated by Lu Qing's punch.
The breeze emerged, and Lu Qing came to the gray-robed old monk again and punched him again.
This time, the old monk in gray robe had no way to deal with it.
Hunting up the spiritual power in his body, he shot out a palm and faced Lu Qing's fist.
But even his strongest means could not stop Lu Qing's fist.
Although the gray-robed old monk's physical body was also extremely tempered, how could he be Lu Qing's opponent?
Under Lu Qing's unparalleled fist strength, his arm was immediately shattered, and his whole body was vomiting blood. He separated from the golden boat and flew back.
"Good opportunity!"
Lu Qing has been coveting the golden boat for a long time, and immediately even the enemy didn't care about chasing. He grabbed the boat with one hand, and wanted to take it away.
It just so happened that the old monk in gray robe was seriously injured at this time. In addition to the violent power of Lu Qing's punch, the power of his fist was equally vast.
The old monk in gray robe was hit by the fist, and his mind almost collapsed. He could not control the golden boat.
Hence, Lu Qing successfully put the boat into the Qiankun Qi bag.
Then he looked at the gray-robed old monk who was still in the air, feeling the breeze blowing around his body, and chased after him again.
It seems complicated to say, but in fact, from Lu Qing knocking the gray-robed old monk off the golden boat, to seizing the boat, everything happened in a blink of an eye.
When Lu Qing came to the old monk in gray robe, he had not yet landed on the ground.
Facing the horrified gaze of the gray-robed old monk, Lu Qing had no expression on his face and punched him hard on the chest again.
Bang!
Lu Qing did not hold back this punch. His fist fell into the chest of the gray-robed old monk. The force of the punch exploded and instantly tore the old monk's body apart.
However, after all, he is a strong person at the perfect level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his physical strength far exceeds that of a strong person in the Xiantian Stage.
After withstanding Lu Qing’s terrifying punch, the gray-robed old monk was still not completely blasted.
Just a big hole opened in the chest, running through the front and back, and hit the ground hard, making a big crater.
Lu Qing also floated next to the big pit, looking at the dying old monk in gray robe with a calm look on his face.
The opponent withstood the blow when he turned on the physical body's treasure light. Although the physical body was not completely defeated, it was obviously that he could no longer survive.
"Your body is glowing with precious light, you are actually a physical practitioner!"
The old monk in gray robe is still conscious, looking at the white light emerging from Lu Qing's body, his face is filled with surprise.
According to the records left by Xuankongshan’s ancestors, it is very terrifying to cultivate one lineage of body.
Although it has many flaws, when it comes to combat effectiveness, it ranks among the top three among many schools of practice.
Especially in close combat, he is invincible.
I was actually bullied into the body by a body cultivator who had cultivated to the realm of precious light. I lost this battle without any regrets.
"However, there is one thing that I still don't understand. What is the dispute between me and your Excellency in Xuankong Mountain? Why do you want to slaughter my disciples in Xuankong Mountain?"
The old monk in gray robe knew that he would not escape death. He stared at the ghostly mask on Lu Qing's face and asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
However, Lu Qing did not do what he wished.
Just said expressionlessly: "You can go to hell to figure this out!"
After saying that, he punched out again. Under the raging force of the fist, the old monk in gray robe had been seriously injured and was on the verge of death, unable to raise a trace of spiritual defense.
In panic, he was smashed into pieces by Lu Qing's punch and turned into blood mist.
Just as the gray-robed old monk's body exploded, a gray light flew out from the blood mist and hit Lu Qing's eyebrows.
The speed is so fast that people are caught off guard.
But the next moment, just as the gray light was about to hit Lu Qing's eyebrows, the shadow of a golden robe emerged from Lu Qing's body, completely protecting him within it.
The gray light hit the shadow of the robe, and it immediately sizzled and was burned with gray smoke.
"Ah! With the power of merit, this is impossible!"
As soon as the gray old monk's frightened and angry voice sounded, the gray light was completely burned out and the voice completely disappeared.
It turns out that this gray light was transformed by the spirit of the gray-robed old monk.
His name is already doomed, but he still doesn’t want to give up.
When he was about to die, he used the secret technique of the soul to invade Lu Qing's eyebrow acupoint in a desperate attempt.
It would be best if Lu Qing's soul could be defeated. He could occupy the magpie's nest, seize Lu Qing's body, and gain a powerful physical body.
Even if the body cannot be taken away, as long as Lu Qing's soul can be severely damaged, it can temporarily block a powerful enemy for Xuankong Mountain and leave his own soul aura on the opponent, so that they can track and intercept him in the future.
However, he never thought that Lu Qing actually had a coat of merit in his body that could block all attacks from spirits.
The gray-robed old monk's scheme had no chance of succeeding, and his soul was burnt away by the clothes of merit.
"These old guys have so many tricks up their sleeves."
Lu Qing touched his eyebrows and sighed.
The soul attack just now was so fast that even he almost didn't react.
However, even if the gray-robed old monk really invaded the acupoint between his eyebrows, he would not panic.
On the contrary, he felt that if the old monk in gray robe saw the appearance of the acupuncture point between his eyebrows, he would be the first to be frightened to death.
With the multiple protections of the earth spirit beads and the soul talisman, Lu Qing didn't think that anyone's soul attack could hurt him under the golden elixir.
After repelling the gray-robed old monk's final attack, Lu Qing's eyes fell on the pit.
Because he saw that after his body was blasted into blood mist by the old monk in gray robe, there was still something preserved.
It was a bead with a faint golden luster, suspended in mid-air.
Lu Qing saw that this should be a rare treasure refined by the gray-robed old monk.
He was about to use his powers to check, when his expression suddenly changed and he raised his head to look in the direction of the Lingshan Mountains.
His keen intuition told him that there seemed to be another powerful aura coming over there, heading this way.
Moreover, this aura gave him a faint sense of crisis.
Feeling this, Lu Qing did not hesitate, ducked into the pit, grabbed the golden beads, and put them into the Qiankun Qi bag.
"Xiao Li, come here!"
Xiao Li, who had been hiding beside Lu Qing, suddenly appeared from the air and jumped into Lu Qing's arms.
Hold Xiaoli in his arms, Lu Qing's body glowed with green light, turning into a stream of light and walking away into the distance.
This time, he no longer held back and used his full power of the talisman.
At the same time, all the spiritual power in his body was moving around his limbs. As soon as he stepped out, he was already dozens of feet away, and after another step, he was still dozens of feet away.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance of the earth.
Dozens of breaths later, a figure appeared at the place where Lu Qing and the gray-robed old monk were fighting.
After observing solemnly for a few times, his expression suddenly changed, and he appeared in the pit where the gray-robed old monk fell.
Looking at the blood stains all over the ground, his face turned pale.
He felt that Elder Ku Rong's spiritual aura seemed to completely disappear here.
…
After leaving the fighting place, Lu Qing used his spiritual talismans and body skills to the extreme, turning into a stream of light and leaving.
Hunted for hundreds of miles, after sensing that no one was chasing him, he escaped into a deep mountain and found a cave to hide temporarily.
Hand in hand, the spiritual weapon can conceal the divine calculations, and the divine soul talisman has the function of concealing the aura.
He believed that as long as he wanted to hide, almost no one in the world would be able to detect his traces.
After staying quietly in the cave for half an hour and confirming that no one was chasing him, Lu Qing relaxed his mind.
Just now he sensed a hint of danger from the direction of the Lingshan Mountains.
Although the aura was not strong, Lu Qing did not want to take the risk at the moment.
After all, he is in the dark now, and Xuankong Mountain is in the light.
As long as he is not willing, the other party will not be able to find any trace of him at all.
In this case, why take risks in vain.
From the performance of the gray-robed old monk, we know that Xuankong Mountain has a profound foundation and many magic weapons.
Even if it were him, he would have to use a lot of trump cards to kill him.
If the person coming was more powerful than the old monk in gray robe, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to get away so easily.
Once he gets into a bitter battle and the other party comes to reinforce him, it is possible that he will capsize in the gutter.
The most important purpose of his trip to Xizhou was to cause trouble for Xuankong Mountain, not to fight to the death with them.
It is better to hide in the dark for the time being.
Anyway, he had gained a lot from the battle with the gray-robed old monk.
After digesting this battle, it is not too late to go find trouble in Xuankong Mountain.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing took out a stack of jade talismans, shot it into the ground with a snap of his fingers, and then arranged a simple formation to cover his aura.
At this moment, he turned his hand and took out a golden boat from Qiankun Qi bag.
(End of this chapter)