Although the Five Qi Sword Techniques are only high-grade techniques obtained by Gu Qing in the previous period of his path and based on his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi Refining, ordinary high-grade techniques are difficult to compare with.
This five-qi sword technique is divided into five styles.
Among them, the first form is unremarkable and the easiest to practice.
But starting from the second move, the difficulty of practicing each move of this sword technique will increase tenfold. Gu Qing has obtained this sword technique since the last stage of his journey and practiced diligently. Now he just relies on the black stone clock. The wonder of breasts can be understood to a great extent.
Before drinking the pool of black stalactite, Gu Qing had only understood the third form of this sword technique. Although he had found some clues to the fourth form, he was still far from fully understanding it.
And at this moment.
In order to deal with this sudden and powerful enemy who was suspected to be in the third level of foundation building, Gu Qing used thousands of white sword lights to condense a white giant sword that contained power that Peimo could not stop. He used the fourth form of the Five Qi Sword Technique that he had used once. Read the book
Following Gu Qing's thoughts, the five-handled spiritual weapon sword embryo turned into a multi-colored giant sword. As he sensed it, it almost pierced his chest, and the sharp wind almost hit him. The white giant sword that was about to penetrate his chest came forward silently!
In the rather vast Treasure Cave, the seven-color treasure light within a radius of five to six hundred feet around Gu Qing felt a bit stagnant when the five-color mottled giant sword burst out into the air.
Click!
The space of five to six hundred feet seemed to be frozen, with some snow-colored brilliance glowing, including the sudden arrival of a monk who was suspected of being a third-level foundation builder. With thousands of white sword lights, he could achieve this dagger. The white giant sword fell below, and the source of this snow-colored brilliance was Gu Qing's eyes that were so indifferent that there was no emotion.
There was a loud bang like thunder.
The five-handled spiritual weapon sword embryos sacrificed by Gu Qing turned into a five-color mottled giant sword. At the moment when his divine will of snow spread around, it suddenly collided with the white giant sword that fell from the air.
A bright brilliance bloomed from mid-air.
The extremely powerful force set off a huge wave, sweeping around. The area where the two giant swords collided turned into a ball of rapidly changing light. The two forces were in a stalemate, and Gu Qing's body was already in a state of stalemate. The spiritual power of the three elements of gold, wood, and water was consumed at an extremely fast speed.
In mid-air.
The old monk standing in the air noticed this, and his expression was slightly ugly. The hands he pressed on his waist trembled slightly. There was a white spiritual light constantly on his body, trying to connect with the rapidly changing light group below, but failed. It was a snow-colored light that was sealed within a few feet of his body. He had already recognized that this snow-colored brilliance was the divine will usually possessed by cultivators in the late stages of foundation building!
The will of God is the clear and clear meaning of the gods, which can be called the state of mind.
It is different from the monk's cultivation. It can be regarded as the favor of heaven, and it can also be regarded as the monk's slight understanding of the way of heaven and earth.
It is said that if a monk wants to form an elixir, he must first understand the will of God.
This old monk never expected that the little cultivator below, who was in the first level of Foundation Establishment, actually had divine will.
Just when the old cultivator was thinking about how to deal with it, Gu Qing, who was shrouded in three-color spiritual light below, the snow-colored luster in his eyes became brighter and brighter. His face was expressionless, and the sword fingers that he held were suddenly separated , one hand suddenly pressed upward!
The five-colored giant sword, which had almost consumed the white giant sword, suddenly exploded and turned into a five-color sword light storm, bypassing the dim white giant sword and heading towards the person who was imprisoned in the air under the divine will of snow. The old monk swept away like a sudden rain!
In this moment together.
With a thought in his mind, Gu Qing took out the talisman obtained from the Chang family from the space of the stone monument, and activated all its power, turning it into an extremely solid blue wind blade and throwing it upward.
This extremely solid wind blade flew through the air and hit the falling white giant sword. It immediately exploded and turned into an extremely bright blue storm, which quickly eliminated the white giant sword. In an instant, the white giant sword fell apart, and thousands of white sword lights scattered in all directions!
And Gu Qing, who used all the power of this talisman to form an extremely solid wind blade and shattered the white giant sword, moved across a hundred feet as if teleporting, and came to this place surrounded by snow. Divine Will, imprisoned in mid-air, was above the side of the old cultivator, holding the black scabbard in one hand.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. This old-looking cultivator had just realized that his body was restricted by divine will, and Gu Qing's figure appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but be caught off guard.
He forcibly mobilized the power of his spiritual consciousness.
"snort!"
An extremely loud cold snort came from his mouth.
This is one of his secret techniques that can drag the monks he casts into the illusion. It is extremely difficult to master, and its power is naturally very powerful. Even his fellow monks, few of them can withstand it. Those who use this secret technique will, more or less, be dragged into the illusion.
When he was performing this secret technique, he was not idle. Instead, he mobilized all his strength to resist the divine will of the snow. He trembled his fingers with difficulty and rubbed them against a black ring at the end of his left finger.
"Someone has said..."
"Illusion, little Doyle!"
Gu Qingwen snorted coldly, but showed no reaction at all. He quickly activated the Great Five Elements Condensation Magic to maintain Gao Miao's state of mind.
This lofty state of mind was very similar to the state of performing Guanzi Jue. Therefore, he was able to successfully hold on to this old-looking cultivator, and the secret technique he used came from the black scabbard tightly clutched in his hand. In the middle, he drew his sword and stabbed down at the middle of the eyebrows of the old-looking man!
Uh-huh!
The black sword light distorted the light above.
The divine will of snow froze the surroundings of the old-looking Xiu Xiu's body.
A five-color sword light storm swept from below.
These three things were superimposed together, making this old-looking cultivator feel as if there was a dark cloud shrouding his eyes.
It's like dying, only in an instant.
Not waiting for him to think more.
There was already a warm feeling between his eyebrows, and the robe on his lower body was torn to pieces by the five-color sword light storm, and fell into pieces. Dense traces of blood appeared on his legs, towards his The sea of qi in Dantian spread rapidly, almost sweeping through his whole body.
Gu Qing's movements were too fast.
The old-looking cultivator was caught off guard and found it difficult to deal with it.
But even so, he is a monk at the third level of Foundation Establishment after all. Countless life-and-death encounters in the past allowed him to calm down his horrified mind at this critical moment. The ring on the tip of his left finger became his storage ring. Among them, a small black flag was taken out.
This small black flag only exudes the fluctuation of a high-grade magic weapon.
But the cold feeling coming from it makes people feel like they are falling into the dark spring, shuddering, and giving rise to a feeling of retreat.
As this small black flag appeared in the hands of the old-looking cultivator, Gu Qing's soul surged, and the divine will of snow was swept away by countless wills. From then on, the body of the old-looking cultivator collapsed. The old cultivator waved the small black flag around him.
The black clouds were like waterfalls, rolling back in all directions.
The black sword light pierced by Gu Qing with the black scabbard disappeared into the black clouds and was instantly invisible. The five-color sword light storm he triggered with the five spiritual weapon sword embryos also disappeared into the black clouds. It disappeared quickly, and in just a short moment, it seemed as if it had never existed.
The five spiritual weapon sword embryos flew out upside down, whining and falling from the mid-air. The spiritual light glowing on them felt a little dim.
This old-looking cultivator, holding a small black flag, emitted black clouds like a waterfall, surging the power of his soul. The blackened Gu Qing in front of his eyes was swallowed up together with the three-color spiritual light surrounding him.
"You, a first-level foundation-building cultivator, are proud enough to die under my fifty thousand soul banners! I will grant you the position of Master Soul!"
"Suffer death!"
This old-looking cultivator stood in the sky, all his spiritual consciousness condensed into the small black flag in his hand, controlling fifty thousand souls, surrounded by three-color spiritual light, and his expression was somewhat trance-like.
Gu Qing.
The moment he heard the voice of this old cultivator, Gu Qing came back to his senses. In his eyes, the snow-colored brilliance was restrained.
After this injury, his Snow Divine Will was temporarily unable to be used. He looked around, but saw only darkness. He was somewhat trapped in the boundless black ocean, with no way to escape.
Upon closer inspection, Gu Qing immediately realized that the darkness around him was not really darkness, but the remaining black souls!
This kind of black remnant soul was refined using some secret method, and it was quite different from the remnant soul in his desire soul flag.
'With so many remnant souls, this is by no means a simple Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
'Thirty thousand soul flags, or fifty thousand soul flags?
'My spiritual power is being eaten at a rapid rate. At this speed, even if I activate the remaining two attributes of my spiritual power to resist the eating of these residual souls with all my strength, my spiritual power will be exhausted within a few breaths. , and then were eaten clean by these remnant souls, including the flesh, flesh, and Dao foundation!
The crisis of life and death is already in front of us.
Gu Qing did not feel panic at all.
With the Stone Tablet Space as his retreat, he is invincible!
'My current trump cards are two magical powers and the Five Elements Sword Formation.
'The two magical powers are the Guixu Finger and the Yin Ming Grand Hand Seal... I originally wanted to verify the power of the Five Elements Sword Formation. However, under the current siege of this sea of residual souls, my Five Elements Sword Embryo Since everything is lost, it is naturally impossible to set up the Five Elements Sword Formation. In this way...
'The only thing left to do is to use magical powers.
Such thoughts came to Gu Qing's mind.
At this moment, the sea of black residual souls all around him had eaten away the three-color aura around Gu Qing to a thickness of less than three inches.
Gu Qing could already see the remnant souls, which looked extremely terrifying. He was holding the black scabbard in one hand, and raised a finger with the other hand, intending to point it forward, with a strange color in his eyes.
'This kind of remnant soul has a big head and a small body, with limbs like hemp poles, a wide mouth, and probably hundreds of sharp teeth in the upper and lower rows... Judging from its appearance, it looks like the image of an evil ghost described in ancient books.
Gu Qing's mind was spinning.
The old-looking cultivator had noticed that the three-color aura surrounding Gu Qing was about to be eaten away by the souls in his fifty thousand soul flags.
He immediately smiled gloomily and said:
"Ha! If you, a first-level foundation-building cultivator, are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, kowtow three thousand times to my nephew, and dedicate all your wealth to me, I might be able to spare your life! "
"If not..."
"Just enter the old man's soul flag and become a main soul!"
