The sword light is endless, and the power of the Weapon Transformation Art is not weaker than the Immortal Mortal Transformation, but the direction is different.
What surprised Zhang Qing was that he couldn't use any magic power in front of Qiu Hong, but at this moment, the weapon front controlled by Hua Wengjue was only weak and never disappeared.
Moreover, the 'heretic' in his body, the power that belongs to him, has not weakened at all. It is constantly destroying his body and seems to want to kill him as soon as possible.
"You are defeated!" The flame turned into nine big suns and fell towards Luo Hua. Amidst the roar and explosion, the body of the delicate woman was also stained with blood and scorch marks.
Looking at Xuan Ye again, the latter's fists were dim, but his energy and blood were still strong, allowing Zhang Qing to see some of Xian Fan's weaknesses.
"It should be hard for me to kill you, but you shouldn't be able to kill me either."
Xuan Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and did not respond to Zhang Qing's words.
Looking at the distance, Luo Hua Zizi was struggling to maintain his state, using traces of spiritual energy to replenish his mana, while Jiang Baiyi was still sleeping, not knowing what was going on.
There is no spiritual energy in the surrounding world, and it is almost impossible to restore it.
Time is still going on, and the murderous intention brought by the Weapon Art is gradually extinguishing, and Zhang Qing has the absolute upper hand in this battle.
Xuan Ye retreated tens of meters away and held out a tripod in front of him. The tripod turned into a glass color and his breath flowed extraordinary.
He turned around, picked up one leg of the tripod, and then, under Zhang Qing's curious gaze, he suddenly swung it and smashed it into the void.
It was at this moment that Luo Hua Zizi opened his eyes, endless sharpness spread all over his body, and his whole body was like a sword that opened up the world, raising his hand to slash towards the place where the three-legged cauldron was blasting.
Jiang Baiyi, who was originally sleeping, didn't know when he recovered. The golden sword light turned into a storm and wrapped Zhang Qing in the center, blocking all his actions.
The sharp edge made Zhang Qing's eyes sting, so he did not take action.
"You guys, you really have a backup plan." Zhang Qing murmured. These three people were all monks with two or three petals. However, he didn't see many spells in this battle. Although they were still powerful, But not all of them.
Especially Luo Hua Zizi, Zhang Qing looked at the other party. From the beginning to the end, the other party did not get close to him, and now the other party's method can be said to have completely turned himself into a magic weapon, which is sharper than that created by the Weapon Art. Everything must be sharp and capable of tearing apart the barrier of immortality.
Just like Qiu Hong couldn't completely turn Zhang Qing into a mortal back then, he couldn't completely turn these three people into mortals now. A powerful monk is still powerful in any desperate situation.
Of course, the power of the Immortal Transformation is more than what is seen in front of him, but Zhang Qing is not willing to continue. He wants to kill these three, it is difficult, and the price paid is probably not small.
If Qinglian was here, he might try it, but now, it's not worth it.
That Luo Hua girl doesn’t know what her trump card is. If an old monster is summoned, wouldn’t Zhang Qing die without knowing how?
Indeed, what Zhang Qing was most afraid of was the female cultivator from Luohua. He couldn't guarantee that she didn't have any trump cards that could lead to the same fate.
Under the three-legged cauldron, the void was shaking, and with the arrival of Luo Hua Zizi, who had transformed into a sword light, the black and white ink sky seemed to be washed away by a heavy rain. Along with the massive influx of heaven and earth spiritual energy, it was diluted to To the point of being invisible.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you still trying to stop us?" Jiang Baiyi stood in front of Zhang Qing. He was already in full swing and looked at Zhang Qing with fear. The three of them joined forces, but they were still at a disadvantage. This was simply incomprehensible.
I'm afraid, even if all their cards are revealed in the end, the best outcome for them would be to lose both sides.
Zhang Qing raised his head and glanced at the light in the sky, then moved away.
"I hope you can get a good opportunity."
The three of them flew past him. Luo Huazizi looked back and said, "Aren't you going?"
She looked suspiciously, and because she knew more than the other two, she doubted Zhang Qing.
Although it took only a few people to fight life and death, her various inheritances of practice could sense that Zhang Qing did not have much malice and murderous intent.
Shaking his head, Zhang Qing said, "I still have clan members to take care of. Many of my clan members have already disappeared into the sky. If I disappear again, my family will inevitably decline."
Luo Hua Zizi said nothing, and her back disappeared into the light.
On the same spot, Zhang Qingping sat cross-legged, and the power of immortal transformation once again enveloped the surrounding aura of heaven and earth. If the three of them saw this scene, they would definitely be even more shocked.
They thought they had broken the barrier, but in fact, the barrier existed because of Zhang Qing.
No one in the closed space could see what Zhang Qing was doing, and Zhang Qing was extremely shocked at the moment.
In the light above the head, the opportunity those people chased may have been lost.
There was half of the plaque inside his body. Even he himself didn't know where it was hidden, but now he knew.
"In the blood?" Zhang Qing was surprised. Blood is an empty word. It can refer to the qi and blood of the whole body, or it can also be the inheritance of relatives whose blood dissolves in water.
The golden lines, the fairy lines that represented the meaning of [Palace], began to melt during Zhang Qing's battle. The reason why Zhang Qing allowed the three of them to leave was because a plaque hidden in his bloodline had completely melted. .
It melted into bright red blood and blended with the blood all over his body, and that was not all.
In the void, the fluctuations that no one could feel opened a hole in Zhang Qing's body.
The endless golden light turned into liquid and dripped down, and then gradually merged with Zhang Qing's blood. He could feel the meaning flowing in the liquid very clearly.
"Ling Xiao!"
Zhang Qing was extremely shocked. Ling Xiao, the cracked plaque on the top of Youhuang Bamboo, actually merged with him?
There was no earth-shattering movement, no dazzling brilliance, and no loud and powerful announcement to the world. Instead, it moistened things silently, like a breeze blowing on Zhang Qing's body.
From beginning to end, he did nothing, or in other words, he just got half of the plaque in the process of planting golden lotus?
This was nothing like the opportunity he had in mind.
Shouldn't he be forced into some kind of desperate situation, then kill all the enemies, stand on everyone's corpses, amidst the screams and shocking voices of countless people, hold the opportunity high in his hands, and then wait for more? Are greedy people coming to hunt and rob?
Or, could you accidentally break into a place in this fragmented world that no one has discovered, pick the fruit alone, and then sneak out and watch everyone compete for an illusory opportunity?
However, he didn't do anything. After arriving in the sky, he didn't even move more than ten miles.
Opportunity just appeared to me quietly.
It was difficult for Zhang Qing to understand, but he was greatly shocked, and before he understood this opportunity, he would definitely say nothing to anyone.
While thinking about it, Zhang Qing discovered that there were no more golden liquids dripping from his body.
As for his body, the blood in his body was as bright red as jade, and besides that...
Didn't feel any changes.
"Where's my chance?"
