Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 788: Sword Slaying the Saint Ancestor
"White Emperor and Golden Emperor Slash!"

At this time, extremely rich golden energy of heaven and earth had gathered at the blade. The Wuxiang Saint chuckled, and then raised the Luxian Sword in his hand and slashed it down towards the direction where Li Qing was.

However, at this moment, something strange happened again.

The Sword of Killing Immortals contains a murderous aura that soars into the sky. This murderous aura comes from Li Qing, and he has now refined it into the sword murderous aura of the Killing Sword. The two exist as one.

This terrifying sword energy burst out and immediately affected the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

The next moment, the terrifying sword light emitted from the sword tip slashed in the opposite direction, which was the location where the Formless Saint Ancestor was.

boom!
In an instant, the area starting from the body of the Formless Saint and extending to the area of ​​more than a thousand miles behind him was neatly split into two at this moment.

The whole world was cut apart so neatly.

"How is that possible?"

The vitality in the body of the Formless Saint quickly weakened, his body split into two halves, and only a trace of consciousness remained.

Li Qing, who was in front of him, slowly raised his head, unable to stop smiling.

"The same goes for you. The sword I forged is not that easy to handle. Do you like the sword I gave you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qing's mind moved, and he once again mobilized the sword evil in the Luxian Sword.

boom!
The sharp sword energy once again rammed into the body of the Formless Saint, eroding his last bit of life.

These evil spirits originated from himself, so he could naturally mobilize them at will.

The Saint Wuxiang wanted to use the peerless sword that Li Qing had refined himself to end his own life, but didn’t Li Qing think the same way?
With his current strength, even if he mastered the Immortal-Slaying Sword, he might not be able to defeat the Formless Saint so easily, let alone kill him.

Therefore, he had planned all of this long ago. After coming out of the Soul Nurturing Secret Realm, he created an atmosphere to make Saint Ancestor Wuxiang believe that this Immortal-Slaying Sword was his greatest reliance.

When the Wuxiang Saint Patriarch took away the peerless sword, at the moment when he was most proud and most careless, Li Qing mobilized the Sword Evil to regain control of the Luxian Sword.

It can be said that Saint Ancestor Wuxiang also died in his own hands!

As the sword evil eroded the last bit of life of the Formless Saint, he fell from the air without leaving even a last word.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although the Immortal-Slaying Sword was just refined and has not yet been nurtured by my true essence and imprinted with my aura, it is after all refined by my own evil spirit. How can I let you take it away so easily?"

"But the name of Baidi Jinhuang Zhan is good. It saves me the trouble of naming it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qing waved his hand, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword immediately flew over.

He stroked the peerless sword he had forged with satisfaction, while looking at the world in front of him with lingering fear.

The final attack by the Wuxiang Saint Ancestor using the Immortal-Slaying Sword was so terrifying that the entire world in front of him was cut in half.

A thousand-foot-long gully appeared on the ground, like an abyss, and above the sky, an astonishing void crack appeared, just like the rift that had been opened in the demon world.

"Is this the full force of a Saint Ancestor? It's truly terrifying."

Li Qing muttered to himself with great fear. He didn't dare to think about how he would respond if this last sword came towards him.

He didn't even have the confidence to dodge the sword because it was too fast. The sword energy that condensed the endless energy of heaven and earth could not capture its trajectory at all.

With one strike of the sword, the space was cut off, crossing all obstacles and distances. Even though Li Qing was holding the Immortal-Slaying Sword tightly at this moment, he was not sure that he could make such a strike. He had to wait until he reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, or even the Spiritualization Stage, before he could perform the White Emperor Golden Emperor Slash again.

After a long time, Li Qing let out a long sigh. No matter what, he had survived this disaster.

He looked at the Taoist body of the Formless Saint that was cut in half, his heart moved slightly, and then he immediately flew over.

"The value of the Dao body transformed by a Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm is immeasurable."

Li Qing's eyes were somewhat burning, as if he saw the Spirit Transformation Stage waving at him.

Without saying a word, he immediately put away the two halves of his body and took out the Fire Spirit Pearl that originally belonged to him.

After doing all this, he flew towards the direction of Lingyun Sect.

But before he could fly too far, his body staggered in the air and almost fell down.

Li Qing frowned and lifted up his green Taoist robe, revealing a series of dark magic patterns branded on his chest.

This was the method that the Wuxiang Saint used to plot against Li Qing before, using the three spirit beads. At this moment, these magic patterns were imprinted on his body, and each magic pattern blocked the circulation of magic power in his body.

From time to time, the spiritual power in his body was forcibly suppressed, making it difficult for him to maintain flying.

"After all, there is still a problem left. It seems that the Wuxiang Saint Ancestor has many tricks up his sleeve. Unfortunately, I was still one step ahead in the end."

Li Qing grinned, knowing that he had won today's battle quite reluctantly.

If Saint Wuxiang did not try to seize the sword, he would probably be in great danger just from these dark magic patterns.

He truly understood the horror of a Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm. Just a Taoist body in the Nascent Soul Stage coming down to the human world caused unrest in the entire human world.

He went through a lot of trouble and used every possible means before he took advantage of the opponent's carelessness and killed him with his sword. In fact, he was not the one who drew the sword in the end.

"But anyway, I won."

"Although these strange magic patterns are a bit troublesome, there are still ways to deal with them."

After confirming his own situation, Li Qing staggered and flew towards Lingyun Sect in an extremely unstable manner.

The demon world, some unknown place.

In the vast, dark sky, the strange and distorted faces imprinted there suddenly opened their eyes at the same time.

Above the sky, countless pairs of strange eyes have opened.

"Another Taoist body was lost. What's so strange about that small world?"

"Could it be that this was arranged by a certain celestial master in the spirit world, or a back-up plan by some demon ancestor?"

The Formless Saint subconsciously used the Formless Life-Seeing Technique again, but unfortunately, all he could see was still blank, with only nothingness and chaos.

He still knew nothing about the existence that killed his Taoist body.

"This is getting more and more interesting. I didn't expect that I would lose two bodies in a row in one small world."

Soon, the devilish mumbling sound slowly died down, and those strange eyes closed again.

(End of this chapter)