Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Fu Shaoping was not feeling well at this time either. Continuously casting spells consumed a lot of his spiritual power. But he knew that he had to deal with this sandstorm lion as soon as possible. He gritted his teeth and thought of the Taiyi sword formation composed of twelve thunder swords. He moved his hands quickly in front of his chest and chanted a complicated spell.

As he chanted, twelve swords emitting purple light flew out from his storage space. The blades of these swords were engraved with runes, and the runes flashed with the power of thunder and lightning. Fu Shaoping injected all his remaining spiritual power into these twelve swords. His body trembled slightly, and sweat soaked his clothes.

He shouted loudly: "Twelve swords out, Taiyi sword formation, complete!" Twelve Jinglei swords quickly arranged in the air into a complex sword formation. Once the sword formation was completed, dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled. Lightning power fell from the dark clouds and injected into the Jinglei swords.

The Sandstorm Lion felt the great threat from the Taiyi Sword Formation, and it struggled frantically, trying to escape, but the Taiyi Sword Formation had already locked it, leaving it with nowhere to escape.

Fu Shaoping looked at the Sandstorm Lion and said to himself, "Today either you die or I die." He controlled the Taiyi Sword Formation and pressed towards the Sandstorm Lion.

Twelve Thunder Swords attacked at the same time, and the lightning power on the swords slashed towards the Sandstorm Lion. The Sandstorm Lion used its sand armor to block, but the lightning power was too strong and the sand armor was quickly shattered. The lightning struck the Sandstorm Lion's body, and it roared in pain.

Fu Shaoping kept adjusting the attack direction of the sword formation. His spiritual power was almost exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. The sandstorm lion began to fight back. It pounced on the sword formation with its huge claws, but was repelled by the lightning power of the sword formation every time.

In the fierce battle, the lightning power of the Taiyi Sword Formation and the sand power of the Sandstorm Lion intertwined. The surrounding yellow sand was scorched by lightning and turned into black gravel. And the Sandstorm Lion also had burn marks on its body.

Fu Shaoping was very nervous, he knew this was his last chance. He also injected his soul power into the Taiyi Sword Formation, and the power of the sword formation increased instantly.

Twelve Thunder Swords simultaneously released a huge bolt of lightning, which gathered the power of all the swords and struck the head of the Sandstorm Lion. The Sandstorm Lion widened its eyes and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Lightning struck the Sandstorm Lion's head, and it let out a final scream before its huge body fell to the ground. The moment the Sandstorm Lion fell, the surrounding yellow sand raised a huge wave of sand, and then gradually calmed down.

Fu Shaoping looked at the Sandstorm Lion lying on the ground, and the tension in his heart was gradually replaced by an expectation of harvest. He knew that the materials of this fifth-level sand beast were extremely precious, and had great value both in refining magic weapons and improving his own strength.

He first walked towards the huge head of the Sandstorm Lion. On the head of the Sandstorm Lion, the pair of eyes that were once full of ferocity had now lost their luster.

Fu Shaoping took out a special spiritual knife that he made himself. It was extremely sharp and could easily cut through the place where spiritual energy gathered. He approached the eyes of the Sandstorm Lion carefully, thinking:

"The eyes of this sand beast contain powerful sand power. If I can integrate it into my magic weapon, it will definitely increase the power of the magic weapon."

When the knife cut into the flesh around the eyes of the Sandstorm Lion, Fu Shaoping clearly felt a resistance. The toughness of the skin and flesh of this sand beast was far beyond his imagination.

He increased the output of his spiritual power, and the light on the knife became brighter, before he slowly took out the eye completely.

The two eyes in his hands were like two gems emitting an earthy yellow light, and the light seemed to carry the anger of the Sandstorm Lion when he was alive.

Then, Fu Shaoping came to the claws of the sandstorm lion.

The claws of the Sandstorm Lion were huge and sharp, and each claw was as long as Fu Shaoping's arm. He squatted down and carefully observed the structure of the claws. He knew that this claw could not only be used to make sharp weapons, but also contained unique sand spiritual power patterns inside. He used the spiritual power knife to cut the connected flesh and bones bit by bit along the root of the claw. During the cutting process, he could feel the spiritual power in the claws trembling slightly, as if it was the last struggle of the Sandstorm Lion.

"It's not easy to remove these claws, but the more difficult it is, the more valuable it is." Fu Shaoping muttered to himself. It took him a long time to remove the claws of the Sandstorm Lion one by one. He put the claws aside, looking at the row of sharp claws, and was already thinking about how to refine them into a pair of powerful gauntlets.

Then, Fu Shaoping's eyes fell on the fur of the Sandstorm Lion. The fur covered the entire body of the Sandstorm Lion, like a thick layer of sand armor. He reached out and touched the fur, feeling the rough texture of the sand grains on the fur, but at the same time he could also sense the powerful spiritual power contained in the fur. He took out a pair of spiritual power scissors from the storage ring, which could accurately cut the hair that was gathered with spiritual power.

He began to cut a piece of fur from the back of the Sandstorm Lion. The fur was very tough, and each cut required him to mobilize a lot of spiritual power. As Fu Shaoping cut, he thought: "If this fur is made into a cloak, it will not only be able to resist the wind and sand, but also provide a certain degree of protection in battle." After he cut a large enough piece of fur, he found that the flesh under the fur showed a strange texture, which was the trace of the power of sand flowing in the body of the Sandstorm Lion.

Finally, Fu Shaoping began to process the spiritual power core in the Sandstorm Lion. He knew that this spiritual power core was the source of the Sandstorm Lion's power and the most precious material. He placed his hands on the Sandstorm Lion's abdomen and slowly injected spiritual power into it, trying to find the exact location of the spiritual power core. As the spiritual power penetrated deeper, he felt a strong reaction force, but he did not retreat.

After some effort, he finally found the spiritual power core. It was a sphere emitting a strong earthy yellow light, surrounded by complex spiritual power patterns. Fu Shaoping carefully took out the spiritual power core. He could feel that the core contained huge energy. "I have to study this spiritual power core carefully. Maybe I can understand some secrets about the power of sand from it." Fu Shaoping was secretly happy.

After collecting the materials for the Sandstorm Lion, Fu Shaoping put them into his storage ring one by one. He looked at the sandy land that was in a mess after the battle, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the depths of the desert again.

After Fu Shaoping packed up the precious materials of the Sandstorm Lion, he continued to walk deeper into the desert. He knew that the desert was full of dangers, but in order to find more rare materials and improve his own strength, he had to go deeper.

The desert scenery was still monotonous and cruel, with the scorching sun hanging high and yellow sand flying all over the sky. Fu Shaoping looked around vigilantly. Although his spiritual power was greatly consumed in the battle with the sandstorm lion, his eyes were still firm.

Suddenly, a low roar came from a distance and the ground began to shake slightly.

Fu Shaoping's heart tightened, he knew that danger was approaching again. After a while, a group of sand beasts appeared in his sight.

These sand beasts have different shapes, some look like giant scorpions, some look like winged sand snakes, but the most eye-catching one is the beast king standing in the center of the group. Fu Shaoping could feel the powerful aura of the beast king emitting from the god-transforming cultivation, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Fu Shaoping knew that he had to go all out in the face of such a powerful enemy. He first thought of the Daluo Vajra Seal. This is a spell with extremely strong defensive power, but it requires a high degree of concentration and a lot of spiritual power to perform. Fu Shaoping quickly adjusted his state, he stood firmly on his feet, put his hands together in front of his chest, and silently chanted a spell. The formula of the Daluo Vajra Seal emerged in his mind, and every rune was clearly visible.

"Heaven and earth have spirits, and diamonds protect the body."

Fu Shaoping shouted in a low voice, and he began to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power gathered between his hands like a trickle. As the spiritual power gathered, his hands began to emit golden light, which became stronger and stronger, and gradually formed a huge golden handprint. This handprint was engraved with ancient runes, and the runes flashed with mysterious power. Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth, pushed out the handprint, and shouted:

"The Great Vajra Seal appears!"

The golden handprint quickly grew larger, flew toward Fu Shaoping, and then hovered in the air.

The golden light it emitted formed a barrier, protecting Fu Shaoping. Fu Shaoping looked at the barrier and felt a little relieved. He knew that the barrier could temporarily resist the attacks of the sand beasts, but facing the beast king with the cultivation level of incarnation, it might not last long.

The beast king seemed to have noticed Fu Shaoping's defense. It roared and commanded the group of sand beasts to attack.

A group of sand snakes rushed over first, opening their bloody mouths and pouncing towards the barrier formed by the Daluo Vajra Seal.

When the sand snake hit the barrier, a golden light flickered and a buzzing sound was heard. Fu Shaoping could feel the impact on the barrier, and his spiritual power was slowly being consumed.

"This won't work. I have to take the initiative."

Fu Shaoping thought to himself.

His eyes fell on the group of sand beasts not far away, and a plan came to his mind. He decided to use the Prison Heaven Ice Seal.

This is an ice spell that can temporarily seal the enemy in ice. Fu Shaoping began to prepare to cast this spell. He quickly moved his hands across his chest, his fingers like nimble butterflies, changing into various complex gestures.

He uttered a cold spell:

"Ice spirits, obey my orders. Imprison the power of the sky and seal all things."

As the spell was recited, the temperature around Fu Shaoping began to drop sharply.

He extracted moisture from the surrounding air and injected spiritual power into it, transforming the moisture into ice elements. The ice elements gathered around him, forming ice-blue rays of light. These rays of light were like spirit snakes, winding towards the group of sand beasts.

The group of sand beasts felt the cold breath and began to panic.

But the light of the Prisoner's Ice Seal was extremely fast, and soon entangled several sand snakes and scorpions. The ice-blue light spread quickly, wrapping these sand beasts in a huge block of ice. The sealed sand beasts struggled in the ice, but could not move.

The Beast King roared in anger when he saw his men being sealed. He rushed towards Fu Shaoping himself, shaking the ground with every step. Fu Shaoping felt the Beast King's anger and knew he had to be more careful. He took out the Star Scimitar from the storage space. He got this scimitar during an expedition to a mysterious ruin. The blade was inlaid with star-like gems, exuding a mysterious power.

Fu Shaoping held the Star Scimitar and injected his spiritual power into it. The blade of the scimitar immediately flashed with star-like light, and the light seemed to contain the power of the universe. He shouted: "Power of the stars, help me kill the enemy!" Then he rushed towards the beast king.

Fu Shaoping and the Beast King collided instantly, and the Star Scimitar intersected with the Beast King's claws, making a sharp metal collision sound. Fu Shaoping could feel the Beast King's immense power, and his arms were numb from the shock. But he did not retreat, and he used the sharpness of the Star Scimitar to constantly look for the Beast King's flaws.

The beast king's attacks became more and more fierce, and every swing of its claws brought up a storm of yellow sand. Fu Shaoping shuttled through the yellow sand, his figure like a ghost. He dodged the beast king's attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack. Suddenly, he saw a brief gap in the beast king's abdomen, and he swung the Star Scimitar without hesitation and stabbed the beast king's abdomen.

The blade of the Star Scimitar cut through the fur of the Beast King, but failed to penetrate deeply. The Beast King roared, swung his claws vigorously, and knocked Fu Shaoping out. Fu Shaoping fell heavily to the ground, and he felt that his internal organs were displaced. He spat out a mouthful of blood, secretly marveling at the power of the Beast King.

"No, I have to use a more powerful spell." Fu Shaoping struggled to stand up. He decided to cast the Taiyi Sword Formation composed of twelve Thunder Swords. He quickly moved his hands in front of his chest and chanted a complex spell. His voice was a little trembling because of the injury, but still firm and powerful.

Twelve swords emitting purple light flew out from his storage space. The blades of these swords were engraved with runes, and the runes flashed with the power of thunder and lightning. Fu Shaoping injected all his remaining spiritual power into these twelve swords. His body trembled slightly, and sweat soaked his clothes.

"Twelve swords are out, Taiyi sword formation is complete!" Fu Shaoping shouted. Twelve Jinglei swords quickly arranged in the air into a complex sword formation. Once the sword formation was completed, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled. Lightning power fell from the dark clouds and was injected into the Jinglei swords.

The Taiyi Sword Formation pressed towards the Beast King, and the twelve Thunder Swords attacked at the same time, with the lightning power on the swords striking towards the Beast King. The Beast King felt the huge threat from the Taiyi Sword Formation, and it struggled frantically, trying to escape. But the Taiyi Sword Formation had already locked it, and it had nowhere to escape.

(End of this chapter)