Chapter 103 Dingzhen Mountain and River

You can give it a try!

How arrogant is this?

Zhou Qing heard this, laughed, smiled and became angry. A sword slave who first entered the threshold of practice and was only a few years old was so arrogant that he dared to talk to him like this.

"I'll teach you how to see what a disciple of Xianzong is!"

Zhou Qing shouted, spread his arms, and recited a spell in his mouth. In an instant, a breeze came out of thin air in the forest.

The breeze brushed the treetops, shaking the green leaves and rustling. However, wherever the breeze passes, the trees wither, the leaves are yellow, and the branches are rotten.

Ling Sheng is slightly awe-in, and the ability of this person in front of him is better than Xu Zhi. This clear wind Taoism is actually gathering vitality in the forest and taking the spirit of Yimu in the trees.

The spell of gathering the energy of Yimu obviously takes some time. Although it is only a few breaths, it is enough for Ling Sheng to break it. But Ling Sheng had the ability to understand the disciples of various sects, so he did not immediately break the method.

In Zhou Qing's eyes, he also said that Lingsheng was shocked by his own Taoism, and his heart was very disdainful. With a drink, he combined the breath of Yimu in his hand into a round ball, the size of a fist, cyan and crystal clear.

"Zhenzhou Ding!"

The cyan ball suddenly rose and immediately turned into a small tripod, with three feet and two ears, in a simple shape. This small tripod becomes bigger in the air, and it is as big as a grinding disc in an instant.

As soon as Zhou Qing pointed, Xiaoding suddenly flew out. No matter how thick the tree was, as long as it stood in front of it and was hit by Qingding, it would turn into powder.

Xiaoding bumped into Ling Sheng's body, and Ling Sheng pointed together and pointed out a sword spirit.

The sword spirit is light gold, with a faint white color.

Xiaoding was pierced by the sword, but it was still hit.

Ling Sheng leaned slightly, and the sword spirit gathered at his fingertips without hair. He cut the tree in front of him, and then pushed the tree out with a palm.

The small tripod collides gently with the tree body, and the tree body turns into powder, sprinkling down, but the small tripod still collides towards Ling Sheng without any obstacles.

"Cut!"

Ling Sheng suddenly shouted low, and the sword spirit cut down from above, cut the small tripod in half, and fell into the dust.

"Do you think it's over?"

Zhou Qing laughed twice, knotted three magic seals on his hand, and shouted, "Yimu Qingqi, recondensation!"

The tripod on the ground was cut into two halves like ice crystal water, which melted instantly, then condensed again, turned into a small tripod again, and absorbed the nearby vegetation and wood energy to become stronger and stronger.

The black monkey laughed twice and said, "This is the secret skill of Yunxuanmen, Zhenzhou Ding. Although the boy in front of you is only fur, he is also quite powerful. After all, you still don't have many enemies with the disciples of Xianzong, so fight with this man, wait to break his spells, and then kill again.

Ling Sheng answered lightly.

If you want to break this spell, it is simple. You only need to send out sword spirit to kill Zhou Qing, and then there will be a hundred, and all the Taoist skills will be eliminated. Ordinary people may not be able to do this, and they can only run for their lives under the pursuit of Xiaoding, but Ling Sheng's sword spirit is as fast as lightning, coming in an instant, countless times faster than Xiaoding, so they can kill Zhou Qing before Xiaoding hurts himself, which is a crisis.

However, although Ling Sheng has fought with the disciples of the immortal sect and killed the real Taoist people, he has never experienced any real secret immortal Taoism. When dealing with Chen Lizhi, before the other party used all kinds of means, he was injured by Ling Sheng's sword spirit and could not move.

As for Xu Zhi and Chen Duo and others, they are not yet qualified to really receive the secret preaching of the immortal sect. The magic they have practiced are only slightly better than the disciples of the first-class sect.

This time he met Zhou Qing and was able to see this fairy method. Ling Sheng was happy to see the hunt and did not kill Zhou Qing, so he tried his best to deal with this difficult little tripod.

Zhenzhou Ding is condensed from the spirit of the eastern Yimu, which is infinitely vigorous and can also be recondensed. It can also absorb the surrounding vegetation for its own use, which is very powerful.

Ling Sheng sometimes pushed away a big tree and sometimes a huge stone, but it was easily hit by this Zhenzhou tripod into powder, leaving only some powder residue.

"Since ancient times, there have been five elements."

"Jin Kemu in the five elements!"

"I practice sword qi through the mystery, which is pure sword cultivation, and sword qi is the five elements of gold. And this Zhenzhou tripod is condensed from the spirit of Dongfang Yimu. According to the five elements of Jin Kemu, my sword spirit has a little advantage over nature. Why did I still fail to destroy several swordsmanships in a row?

Ling Sheng has such an idea, but Zhou Qing's idea is different.

The Zhenzhou tripod condensed by Zhou Qing is transformed by the qi of Yimu in the East, which is the most powerful Taoist art in his body. Generally speaking, this Zhenzhou tripod is extremely strong, and ordinary people with imperial spirit are difficult to hurt at all. How can this sword slave pierce or split one after another? Although Zhenzhou Ding has no form, which can condense and be born at will without damage, it is difficult to kill Ling Sheng if it goes on like this, which makes him lose his true anger one after another.

If it's an ordinary time, it's enough to lose some true qi. After all, he is a disciple of Xianzong. The true qi is very strong, and it's okay to spend a few hours with him. But at this moment, it is a sword test meeting. After killing this sword slave, you have to continue to climb the mountain. If you consume too much here, how can you climb to the top of the sword test? How to beat those opponents?

In the heart of quick battle, Zhou Qing breathed and spit, knotted the mysterious magic seal, and shouted, "Dingzhen mountains and rivers!"

Zhenzhou Ding suddenly rose!

It was originally the size of a palm, but later it turned into the size of a grinding disc as soon as it rose. No matter what it encounters, it will be destroyed and will not survive. Under Zhou Qing's full control, the town suddenly became the size of a house.

Zhenzhou Ding pressed down from above, really like a mountain falling from the sky, suppressing mountains and rivers.

All the trees in the forest are crushed, and the remnants and debris are endless.

The monsters with a radius of 100 feet have been frightened and fled.

Ling Sheng looked up and his pupils shrank.

Dingzhen mountains and rivers?

It is rumored that there are nine tripods suppressing luck, so this is the most prosperous place for heaven and earth!

"The green spirit of Dongfang Yimu, the shape changes with the heart, but why is this spell just condensed into Zhenzhou Ding?" Ling Sheng's heart was slightly bright and secretly said, "The tripod is a heavy weapon!"

The tripod is a heavy weapon to suppress mountains and rivers!

The tripod of three feet and two ears is very strong and difficult to break. Even if you encounter such a powerful attack as Ling Sheng and break the tripod, it can also condense again.

It is worthy of immortal Taoism!

Ling Sheng gathered the sword spirit in the palm of his hand without emitting it, and then stretched out his palm and pressed it at the bottom of the Zhenzhou tripod.

Where Zhenzhou Ding passed, it turned into powder. Whether it was rock or a tree, it could not escape the end of smashing into slag. Ling Sheng pressed his hand down and immediately noticed that an airflow rushed out of the tripod, coming into the body, and made the vitality in the body boil faintly.

Once the vitality is out of control and absorbed by Zhenzhou Ding, then Ling Sheng will turn into a dead body.

For good, Ling Sheng's body was relatively strong, but he was slightly affected, and his mind was suppressed. However, the airflow from the tripod is extremely destructive and intends to destroy Ling Sheng's body.

Thinking of those trees, they were absorbed by the vegetation essence by the Zhenzhou tripod, withered in an instant, and then destroyed by the airflow in the tripod and turned into powder. And those rocks are completely beaten into powder by this strange airflow.

Ling Sheng was prepared in advance and gathered the sword spirit in his hand. As soon as the airflow touched the skin, it was strangled by the sword spirit.

"In theory, my sword spirit is enough to extinguish any wood essence, even the green spirit of Dongfang Yimu is no exception. However, this Zhenzhou tripod, condensed with the green air of oriental Yimu, has experienced more than ten swordsmanships in a row and is still sound.

"I'd like to see if it's really this powerful!"

The sword elixir in Ling Sheng's body has already opened seven orifices, but these days, he has not opened the eighth orifices. His eyes were slightly cold, leaving only one sword spirit in his body to respond to the enemy, and the other six sword spirits burst out from various acupuncture points.

Six swords penetrated the bottom of the Zhenzhou tripod, and between Ling Sheng's thoughts, they went out separately.

This mountain-sized Zhenzhou tripod was smashed by sword spirit.

Zhou Qing sneered, was not afraid at all, and shouted, "I will not die!"

Zhenzhou Ding quickly turned into a wisp of oriental Yimu gas and condensed again. Zhou Qing's face was slightly pale, but it condensed several times. The real qi in his body consumed a lot. Although he could take the elixir to restore the true qi, the new true qi because of the elixir had not been run-ined in, and there were some nuances in its operation. At ordinary times, this subtle difference is negligible. However, at the sword test meeting, Zhou Qing knew that there were still a few people who were not inferior to him. At that time, this subtle feeling of sluggishness was a big trouble.

Zhou Qing sighed and said secretly, "I still underestimate this person. If you do it hard at the beginning, you can solve it at this time, and you won't have such a dilemma."

At this time, a large amount of Yimu Qingqi gathered in one place and was about to reconverge and turn into Zhenzhou Ding.

Ling Sheng snorted and waved his hand to send out the last sword spirit in his body.

The sword spirit hole penetrates the unformed Zhenzhou Ding.

It is only the initial knot form, and the Zhenzhou tripod, which has not been completely formed, is instantly annihilated.

Zhou Qing's face changed greatly and shouted, "Impossible!"

Ling Sheng looked at the mess and said calmly, "Nothing is impossible. Your Zhenzhou Ding is indeed extraordinary. Ordinary people who resist the spirit will try their best to attack, but I am a sword practitioner, which is mainly based on attack, so I can break your Zhenzhou Ding.

"Impossible!" Zhou Qing shouted, "Zhenzhou Ding is immortal and can condense at will. How can it be annihilated?"

"Zhenzhou Ding is indeed immortal and can condense at will, but before it condenses, it is not Zhenzhou Ding, but a ball of green wood." Ling Sheng's chest fell together, and happened to take three breaths. His body was full of sword gas, and seven sword spirits kept flowing.

If Zhou Qing could deal with Ling Sheng within the three broken breaths of Zhenzhou Ding, Ling Sheng could not resist, but Zhou Qing was shocked by the destruction of Zhenzhou Ding, and he did not know that the sword spirit in Ling Sheng's body could only be rebirth and destroyed in three breaths, so he missed the opportunity.

Ling Sheng regained seven swordsmanships, and his tone became more and more indifferent. He said, "I am the body of sword cultivation. It is often said that Jinneng can restrain wood, just restraining Yimu's Qingqi."