What is a magic weapon?

Many people have a big question mark in their hearts.

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

"Trick up!"

Lu Hongtian snorted coldly. In his opinion, the golden giant stick should belong to a relatively special holy weapon, perhaps with the effect of accumulating power, accumulating for a few years, and once it broke out earth-shattering.

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

The people of this faction practice a hidden sword in the body, accumulate years of pregnancy and quenching, and constantly strengthen, at the critical moment, a sword comes out, and the sky collapses.

Some of the old monks of the Tibetan Sword Sect even only wield one sword in their lives, and that sword has the power of a lifetime, what they have learned in a lifetime, and what they have learned in a lifetime...... With that sword, the heavens and the earth will tremble.

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

"Do you know the nobility of the magic weapon? ”

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

"Pretending, I would like to see how many times you can use that kind of powerful stick technique. Lu Hongtian's eyes were full of contempt, he was a saint in the middle realm, standing at different levels, how could he put Zhang Qingrong in his eyes.

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

Zhang Qingrong rose to the sky, and the savage, ferocious, and domineering aura swept wildly, merging with the golden giant stick, both of which seemed to be the kind of crazy, unforbidden, and unscrupulous character. After becoming one, the kind of overwhelming power that is like a bamboo, ignoring everything, has simply reached its limit.

A flash of gold.

It was as if the Nine Heavens Pillar had fallen from the sky.

With a bang on the ground, Lu Hongtian was smashed out again, and the amazing power exploded in the void, rolling up tornadoes in the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, raging between heaven and earth like the end of the world.

A stick blasted Lu Hongtian away, Zhang Qingrong was castrated, chased after him again, smashed down with a stick, and smashed Lu Hongtian into the ground, leaving only a deep pit on the ground.

However, he still did not let go, and continued to step forward, smashing a stick on the ground.

In an instant, the earth was turned upside down, as if an earthquake, a large amount of dirt and gravel rose into the sky, and a deep ravine several miles long appeared on the ground, and a terrifying energy burrowed into the ground and slammed into Lu Hongtian's body.

After a few breaths, Lu Hongtian was smashed into the ground by Zhang Qingrong Shengsheng for 10,000 meters.

Everyone looked at Zhang Qingrong blankly, a little stunned.

Lu Hongtian, a middle-ranking realm saint in the famous continent, was actually chased and beaten by a stick saint who had just broken through to the holy realm, and 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 the Thousand Treasures Palace to be so violent.

Xiang Qianxun and Zhu Sanniang were full of excitement one by one, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts, maybe Xi Qianye would be fine, and the Tianyang Holy Kingdom couldn't help him.

"You're looking for death!"

A cold voice sounded from the depths of the earth, as if it came from the nine underground.

Lu Hongtian was finally completely enraged, and the terrifying power continued to pour out of his body like a volcanic eruption, tearing the ground apart directly.

Within a radius of 300 miles, all the wind and grass were instantly still, as if they were frozen.

A dirty, beggar-like figure crawled out of the ground, who was not Lu Hongtian.

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

A mid-level saint was driven into a gaffe, and the terrifying consequences were unimaginable.

Those saints who followed Lu Hongtian, when they saw Lu Hongtian like this, they all looked nervous, and subconsciously stayed away from him, for fear that they would be affected by him and affect the pond fish.

Lu Hongtian looked at Zhang Qingrong with a cold gaze, he didn't expect that the weapon was actually not a holy weapon of the accumulation explosion type, but it was really that powerful. Because of the temporary love enemy, the result was caught off guard and had no time to react.

"Stick Saint, this seat makes you a Death Saint today!"

Lu Hongtian is really a little crazy, he has been high up for so many years, and he has never been so out of shape.

Zhang Qingrong's eyes were full of sneers, with the presence of the master, he was not afraid of offending a mid-rank realm saint at all.

Lu Hongtian stepped out in one step!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of three hundred miles seemed to be boiling in an instant, and the endless power of Heaven and Earth converged, as if the sea was embracing all rivers and integrated into Lu Hongtian's body.

The lower saint could only control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of tens of miles to a hundred miles.

However, the middle saint can control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of three hundred miles.

The difference between a radius of 100 miles and a radius of 300 miles is not three times, but more than ten times!

The advantage of the mid-level realm saint at this moment was finally manifested, and the power of the rolling heaven and earth gathered together, and every move seemed to carry the power of the sky, and the whole world was roaring.

"You think you're stronger than me? stupid!"

Lu Hongtian threw it out with one hand, and a huge palm with a radius of one mile suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, condensing endless power, like Zhang Qingrong fanning away.

Bang!

It was as if the whole sky had fallen, Zhang Qingrong was smashed back hundreds of miles, even if he and the strength of the Golden Light Giant Stick could not completely withstand that blow.

The Middle Realm Saint carried the power of heaven and earth within a radius of three hundred miles, and it was indeed terrifying to the extreme.

They are all saints, but they are very different! The crushing at the realm level is almost insurmountable.

Once the Middle Realm Saint gets serious, even if Zhang Qingrong has the help of the golden long stick magic weapon, it is still a little difficult to resist.

After all, he had just broken through to the Holy Realm, and the Holy Tribulation he had crossed was just an ordinary Trinity Holy Tribulation, and his foundation was not much stronger than that of an ordinary Lower Realm Saint.

"I'm here to help. ”

Hua Yiran flew up, stepped out of the rooftop step by step, and came to the sky in a few steps.

As he stepped into the air step by step, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of more than two hundred miles surged, constantly converging towards him.

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

The saints of the lower realm can only control the power of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles at most, this is a law of the world, and few people can break it. Even Zhang Qingrong, who was the first person on the mainland's honor list, was known as the stick honor, and after becoming a saint, he could only control more than a hundred miles.

More than two hundred miles, how terrifying it is!

That Hua Sheng had only just become a saint, and if he took a few steps further, wouldn't he be able to compare himself to a mid-level saint?

"You are Hua Yiran, the one who survived the June 1st Holy Tribulation?" Lu Hongtian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Hua Yiran.

The power of heaven and earth for more than two hundred miles is already somewhat close to the saints of the middle realm, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary saints of the lower realm to do it, and it is worthy of being sanctified by the half-heavenly venerable, which is really extraordinary.