Traveling through the sky: Ten Thousand Worlds Repairing the Sky System

"Brother Ao, what's the trouble you're talking about?" Mo Jianli really couldn't see the mystery, so he couldn't help but ask Lu Qing for advice.

"Fellow Daoist Mo will know after reading it." Patriarch Ao Xiao sighed, but didn't say anything.

Within the battle circle, Lu Qing wrapped his whole body in magic fire, his body swelled to a height of more than one foot, his whole body was covered with scales, and he used his fist to forcefully shake King Yaksha's top-grade spirit treasure.

At this time, the blood god clone on the side became a support person instead, and the blood god sword and blood sea were on the side to restrain him.

After fighting for such a long time, Yasha King also looked gloomy, seeing Lu Qing's strength.

The Yaksha tribe is physically strong, but if they are as strong as Lu Qing, they really can't do it.

Lu Qing's supernatural powers of Fa, Tian, ​​Phenomena and Earth have been cultivated to the extreme, integrated and operated freely.The current Lu Qing is no longer limited by the framework of supernatural powers, and the size of his body will not limit the display of supernatural powers.

The law of the heavens and the earth brought to the extreme, coupled with the Hundred Meridians Alchemy Art that has been cultivated to a small degree, is enough to rival the monks of the Mahayana period, and it is hard to shake the top-grade spiritual treasures in their hands.

Lu Qing fought more and more smoothly, but King Yasha was just the opposite, his face became more and more serious.

He knew that he was ashamed this time.

After two days and two nights of fierce fighting, the surrounding ethnic groups might have noticed the movement of Huoyang Mountain, but they had nothing to do with themselves, and they hung up high, holding the mentality of watching the excitement, and no one intervened.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, being suppressed by two monks at the fusion stage, it may be difficult for King Yaksha to raise his head in front of many fellow practitioners in the future.

King Yasha didn't know that the current Lu Qing didn't just want to suppress King Yasha, but wanted to kill King Yasha.

"almost."

On the battlefield, the blood of the Lu Qingwu clan was running wildly. After two days of fighting, not only did they not feel the slightest fatigue, but their fighting spirit was high, and they showed a posture of fighting more and more bravely.

King Yasha lost his temper after being beaten, raised the mountain in his hand again, and slammed it down on Lu Qing.

Lu Qing still resisted with his fist, but this time he only used his left fist.

snort!

After all, the strength of one hand is not as strong as that of two hands. The moment Lu Qing's fist touched the mountain peak, his arm swayed and his finger was almost broken.

Fortunately, Lu Qing successfully blocked it.

At this time, Lu Qing didn't care about the severe pain in his left hand, and held the Sky Opening Ax in his other hand.The whole body of the big ax was purple red, and the ax blade was shimmering with purple light, and there was also a little bit of silver light.

Lu Qing exerted all his strength this time, and he attached the Law of Fire and the Law of Space to the blade of the axe.

"Die!"

The sky-opening ax swung down, and the breath of death choked King Yaksha's breath.

The sacrificed mountain was too late to be retracted, and he put it directly between Lu Qing and himself to resist the sharp edge of the sky-opening axe.

clang!

There was a sound of gold and iron that shook the world, and Lu Qing couldn't bear the huge force, so he took three steps back.

Yasha King was even more uncomfortable, the mountain peak was directly opened a huge gap by the sky-opening axe, and even his spiritual sense was damaged, his face also turned pale.

Then, King Yaksha was oppressed by the huge force coming from the mountain peak, and couldn't help but retreated three feet before looking to stabilize his figure.

"Why is he so powerful?!" King Yaksha didn't speak, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

Lu Qing only has the cultivation base of the initial stage of fusion, but his strength is very strong, far exceeding that of ordinary Mahayana monks.

King Yasha felt that although the current Lu Qing could not compete with the true spirit, three or four Mahayana monks might be able to barely resist him.

Seeing Lu Qing's powerful influence, King Yasha couldn't care less about being ashamed now, and felt a sense of retreat in his heart.

However, King Yaksha's thoughts had just arisen when he was interrupted by a fiery sword glow.

puff!

The sword light was so sharp that it directly tore the wings on Yasha King's back, and even left unabated, a big gash was cut on his left arm.

"Ah! Who..." King Yaksha backed away again, and at the same time looked in the direction of the sword light.

In the void not far away, a figure with a purple halo emerged, holding a high-grade Lingbao-level sword in his hand. The sword just now was cut by this light and shadow.

Yasha King is also considered a strong monk among Mahayana monks, but he didn't find out how this light and shadow came from.

What made him even more unbelievable was that the light and shadow in front of him turned out to be a monk in the early stage of fusion.

"Who are you?!" King Yaksha asked with cold sweat on his forehead, holding back the pain.

Light and Shadow didn't talk nonsense, the sword in his hand swung out again, and a purple sword light cut towards Yasha King again, without giving him a chance to delay time.

King Yaksha had no choice but to run the true energy that expelled the sword energy in his body, and sacrificed the broken mountain peak to resist the sword light.

At this time, Lu Qing and the blood god clone will naturally not be idle.

With a wave of the Blood God Clone's hand, the sea of ​​blood surged, directly devouring the blood spilled by King Yaksha.Then, countless streams of blood refinement lights emerged from the sea of ​​blood, rushing directly towards King Yaksha's wound, frantically biting at his body protection aura, trying to swallow his blood essence by grabbing the wound.

Lu Qing waved his big hand and put the Dutian Shensha array into motion.

In the big formation, the devil cloud billowed, directly surrounding King Yaksha.Although the twelve ancestral witch puppets are only at the late stage of refining the virtual, but with the blessing of Lu Qing's cultivation base, their power is still not small.

What was even more frightening was that a fist-sized Dutian Shenlei slowly rose from Lu Qing's hands.

At this time, under the siege of the light and shadow and the blood god avatar, King Yasha couldn't move even a little bit. Even if he sensed the power of Dutianshen Lei in Lu Qing's hand, he couldn't dodge it.

Rumble!

The Thunder of Dutian Shen exploded, the void around King Yaksha was directly annihilated, and the aura of heaven and earth turned into chaos.

King Yasha was hit by Dutian Shenlei and was unable to dodge, so he could only fix the mountain peak above his head and rely on the light curtains hanging down from the mountain peak to protect himself.Even so, he was shocked by Shenlei and frequently vomited blood and was seriously injured.

"Lu Qing, don't bully people too much! If you are in a hurry, I will drag you to be buried with me!" King Yasha felt the crisis of death, and shouted vividly.

At the same time, King Yaksha's aura also began to expand rapidly, ready to explode.

The monks in the Mahayana period blew themselves up, even if they were true spirits, it would be difficult for them to retreat completely. This was also the last resort of King Yasha.

……

"Hey, it seems that what should have happened has happened." Patriarch Ao Xiao saw King Yasha's aura swell, and sighed as if he was ready to die together.

In the eyes of Patriarch Ao Xiao, King Yasha is desperate, and Lu Qing has no chance to keep him.Not only will this fight not bring any real benefits to Lu Qing, but it will also make the surrounding ethnic groups fear him.

In the future, the two races of humans and demons will inevitably be targeted by the surrounding races, and the situation may become even more difficult.

At this time, Mo Jianli also understood Patriarch Ao Xiao's thoughts, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.