Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 940 The formation is broken
"Is this human kid crazy? He doesn't even need a treasure to resist the desolate wind to this extent!"

The powerful fishman who was enduring the bombardment of terrifying heavenly thunders watched Li Qing's life breath continue to fade away and drop to the lowest point.

This scene made him shudder with fear. If Li Qing died in the strong wind, then this operation to break the formation would fail!

The loss of treasures is a small matter, but being trapped in this space forever is the most unacceptable thing.

The eyelids of the powerful warrior in the fusion stage of the Ghost Horn Clan twitched when he looked at Li Qing at this moment. You know, he was a little overwhelmed at the moment and was tortured by the dark energy.

Li Qing was just a human cultivator in the early stage of refining emptiness, but he dared to use his physical body to withstand the desolate gale for such a long time. In his opinion, this was simply a matter of life and death.

"You greedy fool, you still want to save treasures at this time? Once you die, you will have nothing."

To be honest, he was more afraid than anyone else present that Li Qing would die in the desolate gale. After entering the Xuantian Temple, he had been trapped in this space without any gain.

If he fails to break the formation this time, he will probably have to return empty-handed, which is something he absolutely cannot accept.

In order to obtain a black iron token, he paid a huge price. Even though he was a strong man in the fusion stage, he would feel extremely painful.

However, Li Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the pillar platform, still showed no signs of using the dark blue crown to protect himself. He still had a calm demeanor, even though the skin on his body had dried to the extreme and his life breath had become extremely weak.

boom! boom!
The fierce and desolate gale intensified again, carrying with it a strong force of desolation, blowing on him in gusts after gusts.

However, if you observe closely, you will find that after these extremely lethal gusts of wind fall on Li Qing's body, some of them actually disappear out of thin air!

Finally, Li Qing, who was like a candle in the wind, activated the Deep Blue Crown just when the fire of life was about to go out.

A curtain of water from heaven fell down, and the violent and desolate gale was finally blocked.

At this moment, Li Qing looked like an old man who was about to die. His skin was as dry as dead tree bark, with only a layer of skin covering his bones.

Compared with before, he seemed to have aged tens of thousands of years out of thin air and directly entered his old age.

Qi and blood are weak, the body is dry, the spirit is weak, and the whole person looks like half of his body is buried in the ground.

After seeing this scene, the other cultivators in the fusion stage also gasped.

The strong man who practiced physical training frowned and said, "This greedy boy, in order to save treasures, he even used his body to resist the attack of the desolate strong wind. I'm afraid that his origin has been damaged, and his own foundation has been greatly affected."

His physical skills were outstanding, his body was extremely strong, and he could even destroy ordinary spiritual treasures with his fists.

But now, under the burning of the Six Extremes Fire, it is in a state of struggling to hold on, and from time to time it has to rely on treasures and elixirs to resist the invasion of the Six Extremes Fire.

However, Li Qing did not think there was anything wrong with this. After introducing a part of the desolate gale into his body, he tried to use his own body as soil and began to refine it.

Use the physical body to overcome the disaster and finally refine the essence to complete a transformation.

This is one of the meanings of the "Daojie Wuji Sutra" he created. If possible, he even wanted to draw all the destructive power in the Six Extremes Locking Heaven Formation into his own body.

In this way, he can obtain the essence of six different power properties. Not only will he be able to gain more spiritual roots, but the existing spiritual roots will also become more powerful!

Of course, the prerequisite is that Li Qing can withstand six destructive forces without dying.

But this is definitely impossible. The current desolate gale has already destroyed him to such an extent. If there are five more forces, he may not be able to hold out for even a breath.

"Wu Xu!"

Li Qing whispered, and directly activated the secret technique that Fairy Yun Ni had just passed on to him. The true energy in his body that was almost exhausted began to grow again with a vigorous momentum. In just a short moment, Li Qing's cultivation aura exceeded that of the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage!
boom!
Although it was a short period of time to reach this level, he still spent a hundred years of his life. Fortunately, his life span was still sufficient, but he just looked like he was running out of energy.

After his magic power increased greatly, he continued to eliminate the desolate gale that was growing in his body, refining and quenching it again and again.

boom!
The deep blue crown made another exploding sound. This was the third black clam bead that exploded. The outer layer of the Tianhua water curtain became more colorful, blocking the desolate gale.

Not long after, Li Qing took off the dark blue crown again, and welcomed a new round of desolate gale in this extremely decadent posture.

The other five powerful men in the fusion stage couldn't help but pay attention to Li Qing, fearing that he would suddenly die. Even King Ning's eyelids began to twitch.

"This kid is actually practicing with the help of the desolate strong wind. I don't know whether to say he is ignorant of life and death or just brave and skilled." King Ning whispered, and then retracted his gaze.

So far, Li Qing's performance has exceeded their expectations. Just now, Fairy Yun Ni and the incarnation of the merman tribe could not hold on for so long.

No one knows how long the test of the Six Extremes Locking Heaven Formation will last, but at least it will not stop in the short term.

Li Qing, who practiced with the help of the Desolate Strong Wind, almost forgot the existence of external objects. This time, the time he endured the attack of the Desolate Strong Wind increased again.

When it is close to its limit, it uses the dark blue crown to protect itself.

As this cycle repeats itself, time slowly passes, bit by bit.

Finally, the power of the Six-Pole Locking Heaven Formation was weakened a lot, and Li Qing activated the secret technique of "Mist Void" for the third time, allowing his cultivation to briefly reach the middle stage of Refining Void.

There was only the last black clam pearl left on the deep blue crown on his head. The falling Tianhua water curtain was incredibly dense at this moment, and its power had reached its maximum level, able to even block a full-strength attack from a cultivator in the late stage of fusion.

Li Qing put it away and didn't plan to rely on this secret treasure anymore.

At this moment, the power of the Six Extremes Locking Heaven Formation has weakened a lot. In addition, he has gradually adapted to the breath of the desolate gale, so he can hold on even if he tries hard.

This is the power of "Daojie Wuji Jing". As long as Li Qing can survive one calamity, he will be able to develop great resistance to that kind of calamity.

No matter how strong the wind was, he still stood like a pine tree.

After about half an hour, the ground made of fine iron began to tremble faintly.

"We've made it. This formation is reaching its limit!"

"Hahahaha, hard work pays off. I can finally leave this damn place!"

The strong man of the Ghost Horn Clan laughed wildly, and his expression became extremely excited.

There is an iron rule in the Xuantian Temple: the more dangerous and difficult the trials you encounter, the more precious and amazing the opportunities you can gain!
Rumble!
The fine iron pillars at the six poles and the hexagram formation below them collapsed inch by inch.

The six terrifying forces that had been constantly tempering everyone finally came to an abrupt halt.

Snapped!
After absorbing the last wisp of the desolate gale into his body, Li Qing suddenly clasped his hands together and took the Tao seed transformed from the desolate gale into his body.

This force was still eroding him, but he ignored it and let the strong wind rage in his body.

His cultivation had reached the most critical stage, and at this moment he was putting all his energy into refining the Desolate Gangfeng Dao Seed in his body.

The next moment, a crack appeared on Li Qing's body. Along with the cracking sound, the crack gradually spread across his body surface, breaking apart inch by inch, like a piece of porcelain that was about to break.

I saw a wisp of desolate air emanating from his body, an aura of extreme desolation.

"Is this kid going to die? Even I dare not say that he can be safe and sound after enduring the ravages of the desolate gale for so long." The strong man of the fishman tribe whispered.

Seeing this, the strong man of the Ghost Horn Clan said: "Haha, it's good for him to die. It will give me one less person to share the opportunity, and I can also take back my drop of dragon blood essence."

He had been keeping an eye on Li Qing and was sure that the latter had not taken the drop of dragon blood he had given him.

King Ning also kept frowning, wondering whether he should lend a helping hand, but no matter how he looked at Li Qing's current condition, he was doomed to die.

Before they could make any other moves, a light gate emitting warm white light slowly appeared.

Seeing this scene, several powerful men in the fusion stage breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they would not be trapped here any longer.

After the light gate appeared, the vibration of the fine iron ground below became much stronger.

Rumble!
After a long time, the ground made of fine iron suddenly collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling rays of light were released. Upon careful counting, there were actually seven rays of light of different colors, which were intertwined with each other, looking extremely dreamy.

The colorful spiritual light gradually converged, and a strange little tree sprouted out from under the ground.

This tree has seven brightly colored branches and two inexplicable gaps on top. There is not a single bud on the tree, making it look like a sapling in autumn.

"What kind of tree is this? Why does it look so ordinary? Apart from its bright colors, there is nothing special about it?"

"There is not even a trace of spiritual energy. Could it be that the opportunity of this level of space is just this colorful little tree?"

"How come there is no spiritual power or vitality at all? Could it be that this colorful little tree is dead?"

Several powerful men in the fusion stage showed doubts. They didn't figure out what this thing was. Moreover, there was only one small tree. How should they divide it?

Only the body cultivator had his eyes fixed on the colorful tree, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

boom!
The next moment, he took a step forward, his figure shuttled through the void, and instantly came to the side of the colorful little tree.

Just when he was about to pull out the small tree, Fairy Yun Ni followed suit. She summoned a white silk and restrained the movements of the burly body cultivator.

The fish-man tribe's strongman snorted coldly and said, "Humph, Brother Zhan Xiong is so anxious, it seems that you have recognized what this colorful tree is? Why don't you tell us about it?"

The body cultivator named Zhan Xiong laughed dryly and explained while struggling to break free from the restraints of the white silk: "Zhan has always been poor, and wants to take everything he sees. I don't know what this colorful little tree is."

The more he spoke, the harder he pulled the white silk around his waist. His physical strength was enough to tear apart spiritual treasures, but he had no effect on the white silk.

Because this is a quasi-heavenly spiritual treasure, and it is a top-level treasure among the earth-grade spiritual treasures.

"Fairy Yun Ni, can you please accept this demon-binding silk? I am not a demon either."

Fairy Yun Ni said in a ethereal voice: "Fellow Daoist Zhan, I advise you not to hide anything and tell us the truth about what this colorful tree is."

"I really don't know what this is!" Zhan Xiong was a little anxious. The colorful little tree was close at hand, but he couldn't reach it. The shortcomings of the body cultivator were undoubtedly highlighted at this moment.

boom!
Soon, King Ning moved. He stepped on the purple rainbow light and rushed towards the colorful little tree.

This time, the one who stopped him was a strong man from the Ghost Horn Clan, who flapped his bat wings and instantly stood in front of King Ning.

Swish!
A Sky-Splitting Ghost Claw came down, and even someone as strong as King Ning had to stop and defend himself.

The purple python robe on Prince Ning's body rustled, and the giant purple python embroidered on it seemed to come alive, blocking the attack of the Ghost Horn Tribe.

"The Great Yu Kingdom is so rich. Why are you so anxious as a prince?" The Ghost Horn Clan sneered.

Although the colorful little tree looks ordinary, it is obviously not a common thing, otherwise how could it make two powerful men in the fusion stage fight for it desperately.

"Haha, since you are all so humble, let me see what this small tree is." The merman stepped out, and the air around them was filled with moisture.

His figure changes like a ghost, elusive.

But Zhan Xiong, who was closest to the small tree, threw a punch. Although he could not move, the power of his punch was so terrifying that it almost shattered several inches of space in front of him.

"Overlord God Fist!"

The shocking fist blasted out with overwhelming force, and he didn't even worry at all that his punch would affect the colorful little tree.

But the strong man of the merman tribe was shocked and stopped abruptly. It was not because he thought the punch would be terrible, but because he was worried that the seemingly fragile colorful tree would be damaged.

But the result was beyond their expectations. No matter how strong the fist wind was, the colorful little tree did not move at all and was not even affected at all.

"It's so tough, could it be some kind of immortal material?" The eyes of the merman became much hotter.

After confirming that the colorful little tree was incredibly tough and would not be easily damaged, several monks in the fusion stage became more relaxed.

The strong man of the Ghost Horn Clan roared: "I have been trapped in this space for the longest time, this precious tree should belong to me!"

"Whoever stands in my way will die, kill!"

boom!
A violent aura emanated from his body, and his body seemed to be burning with devilish flames, as if a world-destroying demon lord had revived from him.

King Ning was fearless upon seeing this. A purple rainbow light burst out from his hand, forming a Qilin Seal, and blasted it towards the powerful Ghost Horn Clan.

The fight between the two became fierce in an instant, and every move was a fatal one, with no room for holding back.

There were three people left. Fairy Yun Ni was holding back the body cultivator, and the body cultivator was preventing the strong men of the merman tribe from approaching.

For a moment, the scene became extremely tense and chaotic, and no one could seize the colorful treasure tree.

On the other side, Li Qing's body was already covered with cracks, and it looked like it was about to collapse at any time.

At this moment, a small piece of dry skin fell off his body.

Snapped!
(End of this chapter)