Shengui Changsheng: Start adding points from Zhenwuwei

"You think you can stop me with this formation in front of you?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the formation below with cold eyes and a look of disdain.

After he broke through to the late stage of Grandmaster, his strength almost reached the peak of Grandmaster.

Except for top-level demon kings like Bai Muzhi, it is difficult for other grand masters to pose a threat to themselves.

Although the formation in front of me is quite impressive, it is simply a pipe dream to think that it can stop me.

"Hmph... You can try it, but don't think that you can be invincible after defeating Wu Wudi."

There was a cold light flashing in Ye Ziqiong's eyes.

Then he shouted to the many titled masters around him: "All fellows, get ready and activate the formation with all your strength."

After saying that, Ye Ziqiong and others attacked at the same time, and surges of surging energy were transmitted to the control center in the center of the square.

"Om..."

With the infusion of massive amounts of energy, a ten-foot-tall white cylindrical crystal began to glow brightly, with an extremely astonishing aura.

Hundreds of titled masters attacked together, directly stimulating the formation to its limit.

A blue light curtain, like an inverted funnel, tightly enveloped the entire Ziyun Holy Land.

After doing all this, Ye Ziqiong and others looked at Lu Changsheng provocatively.

Everyone firmly believed that Lu Changsheng would never be able to break this formation.

Even a group of court warriors looked embarrassed.

This formation is absolutely incomparable to those holy land formations in Qingzhou. It is a grandmaster-level formation.

After years of reinforcement of the holy land, coupled with the joint efforts of this group of titled strongmen, it has already reached a terrifying level.

It can be said that even if they continued to attack for a year, they would not be able to break the formation.

For a moment, Wen Zhiyuan and others were a little depressed, looking at Lu Changsheng with worry in their eyes.

Wang Yiqiu, who was standing by, was also very worried.

"Husband, if this is impossible, let's retreat for now."

She looked up at Lu Changsheng with a very gentle tone.

She was also worried that Lu Changsheng would get hurt.

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Changsheng smiled faintly at Wang Yiqiu.

Then he glanced at Ye Ziqiong and others in the formation with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hmph... you are still stubborn. Wait and see how I can break this formation."

After saying that, Lu Changsheng took action immediately.

Every move was earth-shattering.

"call……"

As he exerted all his strength to activate his magical power [Giant Spirit Dharma Form], his entire body transformed into a twenty-foot-tall giant spirit god in golden armor, emanating wisps of golden light, and an incomparably powerful aura filled the entire place.

"Hoohoho..."

Above Lu Changsheng’s head, ancient flying dragons emerged from the void and roared madly.

"This... one hundred and seventy-five dragon powers?"

Seeing this, Ye Ziqiong and others in the formation were shocked, with disbelief in their eyes.

They didn't expect that in just a few months, Lu Changsheng had become so much stronger than when he fought Wu Wudi.

This made everyone feel as if a huge wave was surging in their hearts.

"Your Majesty is invincible."

Wen Zhiyuan and many other court warriors shouted loudly, looking very excited.

After witnessing Lu Changsheng's strength breakthrough again, his confidence increased greatly.

This kind of strength is already extremely close to the perfection of a grandmaster, almost approaching the terrifying power of two hundred dragons, enough to suppress everything.

Wang Yiqiu, who was standing by, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with a look of pride in his eyes.

"break."

At this time, Lu Changsheng descended directly from the sky, like a god descending to the earth, with unparalleled power and ferocity.

In an instant, he arrived on the light curtain of the formation, then stretched out his right leg and stomped hard at the formation.

"Huh..."

The speed was so fast that even the air around it began to emit sonic booms, and the space seemed to be vibrating.

"Not good, everyone, go all out..."

Ye Ziqiong's eyes were extremely solemn, and he was sending his Qi to the center of the formation with all his strength.

Many masters from all around followed closely behind.

Rays of colorful light shot up into the sky, and the formation had been stimulated to its limit.

"Stop it, you must stop it."

A group of powerful titled warriors were all feeling somewhat uneasy, as success or failure depended on this one move.

It only took a moment from the time Lu Changsheng took action to the time Ye Ziqiong and others used all their strength to activate the formation.

at this time.

"Click..."

Lu Changsheng's giant foot suddenly stepped on the light curtain of the formation. With a crisp sound, the formation collapsed instantly and turned into wisps of spiritual light that dissipated.

This kick directly destroyed this top-level formation.

"Pfft..."

A group of people in the formation spat out blood, their eyes filled with fear.

"What a terrifying strength."

Many titled warriors on the field were seriously injured in just one strike, which was a little hard for them to accept.

"Ah... Is it possible that our ancestors' foundation is destined to perish at the hands of this devil?"

Many warriors from the Purple Cloud Holy Land wailed with sorrowful faces.

A group of people were determined to perish together with their enemy, and were willing to burn all their blood to stop the enemy.

The eyes of many imperial warriors were filled with even more awe. They looked at Lu Changsheng in the void above their heads, as if he were a real god, and they could not muster any desire to resist.

"Please ask the ancestors to help subdue the demon."

At this moment, Ye Ziqiong was ready to make one last attempt.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood into the hall in front.

"Please ask the ancestors to help subdue the demon."

Many warriors from the holy land followed Ye Ziqiong's example, forcing out the essence and blood in their bodies with a determined look on their faces, and gathering them in the hall in front.

A large amount of essence and blood turned into a blood dragon, roaring in the void, and soon disappeared into the hall.

"Om..."

At this moment, a heart-pounding breath suddenly came from the hall in front, and a beam of blood light directly broke through the top of the hall and rushed straight into the sky.

This powerful aura made everyone on the field feel their chests tighten and it was difficult for them to breathe.

"Interesting, is this the revival of the Holy Soldier?"

A hint of interest appeared in Lu Changsheng's eyes.

In the hall, he faintly felt a hint of the aura of a martial saint, which was obviously emitted by a holy soldier.

However, it is almost impossible to suppress myself with just this little bit of energy.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at the hall below with a calm expression.

The white robe fluttered in the breeze, making him look like a fairy.

Lu Changsheng wanted to see what other powers this holy weapon had.

"call……"

Half a breath later, a blood-red spear suddenly rushed out from the hall and then stopped in the void.

The spear was more than ten feet long, with blood flashing all over it, and it was incredibly powerful.

At this moment, the spiritual energy around began to gather violently, and soon turned into a white shadow holding a blood-red spear and a murderous look on his face.

"Young man, are you the one who wants to destroy my Purple Cloud Holy Land?"

The white shadow stared at Lu Changsheng with a pair of eyes, with a hint of questioning in its tone.

As the Martial Saint of Ziyun Holy Land a thousand years ago, he did not expect that after he passed away, someone would attack the holy land.

At this moment, his heart was filled with murderous intent. If Lu Changsheng had not put him under great pressure, he would have killed the other party long ago.

"The Holy Soldier has finally revived. With the help of the ancestor, we are all saved."

A group of holy land warriors cried with joy, their eyes filled with excitement.

In their view, even a remnant soul of a Martial Saint is not comparable to a Grand Master.

What's more, the ancestor has the help of the holy soldiers, which makes their confidence soar.

"I have rashly awakened the ancestor. Please forgive me."

Ye Ziqiong knelt on the ground, looking at the white shadow above his head with awe.

Then, he began to accuse Lu Changsheng of "atrocities".

"This person wants to destroy our holy land heritage and has already destroyed the holy lands of more than ten states..."

Upon hearing this, the remaining soul of the White-Clothed Martial Saint's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Young man, it seems that I cannot keep you here today, so you should stay in the Purple Cloud Holy Land."

The remnant soul held a spear in his hand, his tone full of confidence.

Even if he was just a remnant soul, it was more than enough for him to kill a grandmaster.

"Oh? Then I would like to try out the power of the legendary Martial Saint."

Lu Changsheng's expression was calm. If the Martial Saint was in front of him, he would turn around and run without hesitation. How could a mere remnant soul suppress him so easily?

At this moment, not only was he not afraid at all, but he was actually eager to try.

"Young man, you are so arrogant."

The remnant soul shouted in a stern tone and attacked directly.

Faced with such an arrogant grandmaster, he just wanted to kill him quickly.

Let them know that a martial saint should not be insulted lightly.

"Come and die for me."

The remnant soul raised the blood-red spear in his hand and stabbed towards Lu Changsheng suddenly.

"Huh..."

The spear light was so bright that even the surrounding void began to shake violently, with overwhelming power.

This attack was his full strength attack.

And after firing this shot, his own spiritual light dimmed a little.

"My lord, be careful."

Feeling this suffocating atmosphere, many powerful men in the court were filled with fear.

There was also a hint of worry in Wang Yiqiu's eyes.

"Is this the way of the Martial Saint?"

Lu Changsheng found himself locked tightly, but still stood still.

The opponent's shot clearly surpassed the grandmaster's realm of all things and reached another new level.

Although the opponent has no physical body and is far less powerful than Lu Changsheng, his Taoist aura alone should not be underestimated.

"drink……"

The blood and essence in Lu Changsheng's body burst out with all his strength, and a blood-colored smoke shot straight into the sky, even shaking away the high-altitude clouds.

At this moment, he stimulated his blood essence without hesitation and exploded his strength to the limit.

Then he slashed forward quickly with his sword.

"Wow..."

The sharp blade light fell from the sky, like a river from the sky descending to the earth, bringing with it a tremendous force, and killed towards the spear in front.

In an instant, the two sides suddenly collided with each other.

"Rumble..."

A deafening roar resounded through the sky, and the surrounding strong energy raged, rolling up thousands of layers of smoke and clouds, and even the trees below were uprooted by the hurricane.

One blow.

The remaining soul of the Martial Saint suddenly retreated more than ten meters, and the spiritual light around him flickered wildly.

Obviously, this collision also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lu Changsheng also flew back more than ten meters, and then landed steadily on a tree crown, without even the slightest change in his aura.

"Top Grandmaster?"

The remaining soul of the Martial Saint looked at Lu Changsheng with a serious expression.

The opponent's strength was completely beyond his expectations, and it was almost impossible for his remnant soul to suppress the opponent.

After all, the top grandmaster is not far from becoming a Martial Saint.

"Not good, the ancestor can't suppress the other party."

Ye Ziqiong and the others had their eyes wide open, their faces filled with shock.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in their hearts.

On the other hand, a group of court warriors began to cheer, their faces filled with excitement.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng has gained the upper hand, and this battle is extremely beneficial to them.

This boosted everyone's confidence.

If they destroy the most powerful holy land of the Great Zhou, they will become rich overnight.

"How about you just leave now? We won't interfere with each other."

The remnant soul of the Martial Saint smiled and spoke to Lu Changsheng, feeling quite unwilling in his heart.

If the fight continued, he would not be able to hold out for long and had no choice but to surrender.

"kill."

The only word in response to this person was cold.

Lu Changsheng swung his sword again, quickly slashing at the residual soul in front of him. The golden sword in his hand shone brightly into the sky, and murderous aura rolled in.

He will not retreat because of this. After killing this remnant soul, his goal is to plunder the holy land.

"Since you really want to die, I will grant your wish."

Upon seeing this, the remaining soul of the Martial Saint looked extremely gloomy.

Then, he mobilized all the remaining soul power in his body and rushed into the blood-colored spear.

"Om..."

The holy soldier suddenly transformed into a blood-red dragon more than 20 meters long, hovering in the void, as if it could cover the sky and the sun, with tremendous power.

Then, he controlled the holy soldiers and rushed towards Lu Changsheng fiercely.

"call out……"

There were cracks in the void all around, which looked extremely dangerous.

This attack is his last one. After using it, he will completely disappear from this world.

However, as long as we can kill Lu Changsheng and preserve the holy land, it is well worth it.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng did not dare to be negligent.

Stimulate his own body protection magic [Green Emperor Wood Emperor Divine Power] to the limit.

A gorgeous green canopy instantly appeared above his head, slowly rotating with flickering light all around.

As a collection of the whole body's internal energy, the defensive power of this Huagai has already reached a terrifying level.

The great supernatural power at the great perfection level, judging from the defensive power alone, is probably close to the level of a Martial Saint.

"Boom boom boom..."

In an instant, the blood-red spear and the golden sword collided suddenly, and the entire battlefield was instantly filled with wind and clouds, and a hurricane raged.

The golden light in Lu Changsheng's hand was directly swept away, and then the blood-colored dragon's momentum weakened slightly, and it hit the green canopy hard.

"Huh..."

The green canopy began to shake violently, and the spiritual light around it flickered.

"Click..."

After a few breaths, the canopy collapsed and turned into rays of light that dissipated into the void.

However, the spear was already at the end of its strength and had lost much of its power. Lu Changsheng quickly reached out and grasped the spear firmly in his palm.

"Om..."

The holy soldier began to struggle violently, but could not break free from his restraints at all.

All this happened in just a few breaths.

"This is impossible!"

Ye Ziqiong and others looked at Lu Changsheng with despair on their faces.

"Is this person really invincible?"

They also didn't expect that their ancestor's full-strength attack was actually blocked, and the opponent was unharmed.

Now their doom is approaching, and even the inheritance of the holy land will be cut off.

Everyone began to wail wildly, feeling extremely desperate.

"Send out the entire army, surround Ziyun Mountain, and don't let even a fly escape."

Lu Changsheng swept the entire field with a majestic gaze, carrying the power of a great victory, making it difficult for everyone on the field to breathe.

"I am waiting for your orders."

A group of imperial masters looked at Lu Changsheng with increasing awe.

Then, everyone summoned their Taoist soldiers and charged forward.

Endless evil spirits intertwined together, as if submerging the entire battlefield and turning it into a place of purgatory.

"what……"

Countless screams were soon heard on the field, and the sounds of various Taoist soldiers colliding with each other were audible.

Blood was flowing on the ground, and the entire Ziyun Mountain was gradually dyed bright red.

Apart from personally killing Ye Ziqiong and a group of other titled powerful men, Lu Changsheng did not take any other action.

This battle lasted until the early morning of the next day, and all the warriors of the holy land were finally wiped out.

After leaving some warriors to clean up the battlefield, Lu Changsheng drove the dragon chariot back to Qingzhou.

……

three days later.

The news that Lu Changsheng had powerfully defeated the remaining soul of the Martial Saint and massacred the Purple Cloud Holy Land spread throughout the entire Great Zhou territory in an instant.

Countless warriors were shocked.

Some powerful members of the sects who escaped extinguished their last glimmer of hope and went far away, leaving the Great Zhou.

They knew that as long as Lu Changsheng survived, there would be no hope of revenge in this life.

Faced with such a terrifying and powerful enemy, these remnants no longer have the slightest confidence.

(End of this chapter)