the first emperor

Chapter 316

What is a magic weapon?

Many people have a big question mark in their hearts.

Not to mention ordinary common people, even those saints who stand on the top of heaven and earth and look down on all living beings have never heard of it,

"To make a fool of yourself!"

Lu Hongtian snorted coldly.In his opinion, the giant golden stick should be a relatively special sacred weapon, perhaps it has the effect of accumulating power, accumulated for several years, and once it erupts, it will shake the world.

Although such treasures are rare, there are some on the mainland.For example, there is an ancient and long-standing great religion on the mainland called the Tibetan Sword Sect.

People of this school cultivate a hidden sword in their body, and they have been conceived and tempered for many years, and they are constantly strengthened. At a critical moment, when a sword comes out, the sky will collapse and the earth will shatter.

Some old monks of the Hidden Sword Sect even only used one sword in their life, the power of that sword in their whole life, the knowledge they have learned all their lives, the background of their whole life... that sword, the world will tremble.

Therefore, few people from the Hidden Sword Sect are willing to provoke, because you have no idea whether an attack that you can't imagine will erupt in the next moment.

"You don't know the nobility of the magic weapon."

Seeing the disdain in Lu Hongtian's eyes, Zhang Qingrong smiled coldly.

"Pretentious, I'd like to see how many times you can use that powerful stick technique." Lu Hongtian's eyes were full of contempt. He is a middle-level saint, standing on a different level, how could he compare Zhang Qingrong? Put it in your eyes.

"I can cast it a hundred times, try it if you don't believe me."

Zhang Qingrong soared into the sky, with a savage, ferocious, and domineering aura sweeping wildly, merging with the golden giant stick into one, both of them seemed to have that kind of crazy, unfettered, and unscrupulous personality.After merging into one body, the arrogance and arrogance that ignores everything has reached its limit.

A golden light flashed.

As if the Nine Heavens Divine Pillar fell from the sky.

With a sound of hitting the ground, Lu Hongtian was sent flying again, the astonishing force exploded in the void, and tornadoes rolled up in the sky with a radius of a hundred miles, wreaking havoc between heaven and earth like the end of the world.

Blowing Lu Hongtian away with a stick, Zhang Qingrong continued to catch up, and the stick fell, smashing Lu Hongtian into the ground, leaving only a deep hole on the ground.

However, he still didn't let it go, and continued to move forward, hitting the ground with a stick.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, like an earthquake, a large amount of soil and gravel shot up into the sky, a deep gully several miles long appeared on the ground, and a terrifying force penetrated into the ground, hitting Lu Hongtian fiercely.

In a few breaths, Lu Hongtian was smashed thousands of meters into the ground by Zhang Qingrong.

Everyone stared blankly at Zhang Qingrong, almost stunned.

Lu Hongtian, a middle-level saint who is well-known in the mainland, was chased and beaten by the stick saint who had just broken through to the holy realm. It was really earth-shattering to go down with a few sticks.

Gu Qingyan and Gu Yun looked at Zhang Qingrong in shock, they didn't expect the stick saint of Qianbao Palace to be so fierce.

Xiang Qianxun and Zhu Sanniang were all full of excitement, and a sliver of hope rose in their hearts, maybe Xi Qianye would be fine, and the Heavenly Sun Holy Kingdom couldn't do anything to him.

"you wanna die!"

A voice came from the depths of the ground, as if it came from the ground of Jiuyou, an extremely cold voice sounded.

Lu Hongtian was finally completely enraged, terrifying power gushed out of his body like a volcanic eruption, tearing the ground apart.

Within a radius of three hundred miles, all the wind and grass stopped for an instant, as if they were frozen.

A dirty, beggar-like figure crawled out from the ground, whoever it was, if it wasn't Lu Hongtian.

However, at this moment, no one dared to laugh at his appearance, and everyone was silent, as if seeing a demon god.

A middle-level saint was forced to lose his composure, and no one could imagine the terrifying consequences.

Those saints who followed Lu Hongtian, seeing Lu Hongtian like this, all looked nervous, and subconsciously kept away from him, for fear of being affected by him and causing harm to Chi Yu.

Lu Hongtian looked at Zhang Qingrong with cold eyes, he didn't expect that the weapon was not a sacred weapon of accumulation and explosion, but really so powerful.Because of the rival in love for a while, he was caught off guard and had no time to react.

"Stick Saint? I will make you a Death Saint today!"

Lu Hongtian was really a little crazy. He has been aloof for so many years, and he has never lost his composure like this.

Zhang Qingrong's eyes were full of sneers, with his master around, he was not afraid of offending a middle-level saint at all.

Lu Hongtian took a step forward!
boom!
With a loud noise, the vitality of the heavens and the earth in a radius of three hundred miles seemed to boil instantly, and the endless power of the heavens and the earth gathered together, blending into Lu Hongtian's body like a sea of ​​rivers.

The lower saints can only control the vitality of the heaven and earth within a radius of tens to one hundred miles.

But the middle saint can control the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of three hundred miles.

The difference between a radius of one hundred miles and a radius of three hundred miles is not three times, but more than ten times!
The advantage of the middle-level saint at this moment is finally manifested. The power of heaven and earth gathers together, and every gesture seems to carry the power of the sky, and the whole world is roaring.

"You think your strength is stronger than mine? Stupid!"

Lu Hongtian flung out his hand, and suddenly a huge palm with a radius of one mile appeared between the heaven and the earth, condensing endless power, and slapped Zhang Qingrong fiercely.

Boom!

As if the whole sky had fallen, Zhang Qingrong was thrown back hundreds of miles, even with the strength of himself and the giant golden stick, they couldn't completely withstand that blow.

The mid-level saint carries the power of heaven and earth within a radius of three hundred miles, which is indeed extremely terrifying.

As saints, there is a world of difference!The crushing at the realm level is almost insurmountable.

Once the middle-level sage became serious, even with Zhang Qingrong's golden long stick magic weapon to help him, it would still be difficult for him to resist.

After all, he has only just broken through to the holy realm, and the holy calamity he has crossed is just an ordinary trinity holy calamity, and his foundation is not much better than ordinary lower-level saints.

"I'm here to help you."

Hua Yiran flew up, stepped out from the rooftop step by step, and reached the sky in a few steps.

As he stepped up through the air step by step, the vitality of the world with a radius of more than 200 miles surged and gathered towards him.

"It can actually control the power of heaven and earth in a radius of more than 200 miles!" The saints looked at Hua Yiran in amazement, their eyes full of puzzlement.

Saints in the lower realm can only control the power of heaven and earth within a radius of one hundred miles at most. This is the law of the world, and few people can break it.Even Zhang Qingrong, once No. 1 on the mainland's honor list, known as the stick, can only control more than 100 miles after becoming a saint.

More than 200 miles, how terrifying that is!
That Huasheng has only just become a saint. If he takes a few steps forward, wouldn't he be comparable to a middle-level saint?

"You are Hua Yiran, the one who survived the June [-]st Tribulation?" Lu Hongtian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Hua Yiran.

The power of heaven and earth within more than 200 miles is already somewhat close to the middle-level saints. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary lower-level saints to achieve it.

(End of this chapter)