Chapter 316: The Power of Three Hundred Miles of Heaven and Earth
What is a magic weapon?
Many people have a big question mark in their minds.
Let alone ordinary people, even the saints who stand on the top of heaven and earth and overlook all living beings have never heard of it.
"Mysterious!"
Lu Hongtian snorted coldly. In his opinion, the golden stick should belong to a relatively special sacred weapon. It may have the effect of accumulating power. After a few years of accumulation, it can explode into earth-shattering effects.
Although this kind of treasure is rare, there are some on the mainland. For example, there is an ancient sect on the mainland called the Hidden Sword Sect.
People of this sect practice the practice of hiding a sword in their body. After years of cultivation and tempering, they are constantly strengthened. At a critical moment, when the sword comes out, the sky will collapse and the earth will shatter.
Some old monks of the Hidden Sword Sect even only use one sword in their lives. That sword is a lifetime of power, a lifetime of learning, a lifetime of heritage... That sword will make heaven and earth tremble.
Therefore, few people are willing to provoke people from the Hidden Sword Sect, because you have no idea whether an unimaginable attack will break out at the next moment.
"How do you know the nobility of the magic weapon?"
Seeing the disdain in Lu Hongtian's eyes, Zhang Qingrong smiled coldly.
"Pretending to be pretentious, 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 on a different level, how could he treat Zhang Qingrong like this?
Keep it in mind.
"I can perform it a hundred times. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Zhang Qingrong rose into the sky, his savage, ferocious, and domineering aura swept wildly, merging with the golden giant stick. Both seemed to have the kind of crazy, unbridled, and unscrupulous characters. After becoming one,
That overwhelming and arrogant power that ignores everything has simply reached its limit.
There was a flash of golden light.
It was as if the Nine Heavens Divine Pillar fell from the sky.
With a sound of hitting the ground, Lu Hongtian was thrown out again. The astonishing force exploded in the void, rolling up tornadoes in the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles, raging across the world like the end of the world.
Lu Hongtian was blown away with a stick, but Zhang Qingrong continued to catch up with him again. He smashed Lu Hongtian into the ground with a stick, leaving only a deep pit on the ground.
However, he still didn't let go and continued to step forward, hitting the ground with a stick.
In an instant, the earth was turned upside down, like an earthquake, a large amount of soil and gravel rose into the sky, a deep ravine several miles long appeared on the ground, and waves of terrifying energy penetrated into the ground and hit Lu Hongtian hard.
In just a few breaths, Lu Hongtian was thrown thousands of meters into the ground by Zhang Qingrong.
Everyone looked at Zhang Qingrong blankly, a little stunned.
Lu Hongtian, a middle-level saint who is well-known in the mainland, was actually chased and beaten by a stick saint who had just broken through to the holy realm. After a few sticks, it was really earth-shattering.
Gu Qingyan and Gu Yun looked at Zhang Qingrong in shock, not expecting that the Stick Saint of Qianbao Palace was so fierce.
Xiang Qianxun and Zhu Sanniang were all excited, with a glimmer of hope rising in their hearts. Maybe Xi Qianye would be fine, and Tianyang Holy Kingdom wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
"You are looking for death!"
An extremely cold sound came from deep underground, as if coming from the Jiuyou underground.
Lu Hongtian was finally completely angered, and terrifying power continued to pour out of his body like a volcanic eruption, tearing the ground apart.
Within a radius of three hundred miles, all movement stopped instantly, as if someone had frozen it.
A dirty, beggar-like figure crawled out from the ground. Who could it be if it wasn't Lu Hongtian?
However, at this moment, no one dared to laugh at his appearance. Everyone was silent, as if they had seen the devil.
A middle-level saint was forced to lose his temper, and no one could even imagine the horrific consequences.
When those saints who followed Lu Hongtian saw Lu Hongtian like this, they all looked nervous and subconsciously stayed away from him, for fear of being affected by him and causing disaster to Chiyu.
Lu Hongtian looked at Zhang Qingrong with cold eyes. He did not expect that the weapon was not a sacred weapon that stored energy and exploded, but was really that powerful. Because of his temporary love rival, he was caught off guard and had no time to react.
"Stick Saint? I will make you the Death Saint today!"
Lu Hongzhen was really a little crazy. After all these years of being aloof, he had never been so out of his mind.
Zhang Qingrong's eyes were full of sneers. With his master here, he was not afraid of offending a middle-level saint.
Lu Hongtian took one step forward!
boom!
With a loud noise, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of three hundred miles seemed to boil instantly. The endless power of heaven and earth gathered and merged into Lu Hongtian's body as if the sea was open to all rivers.
Lower-level saints can only control the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of tens to a hundred miles.
But the middle-ranking 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 was finally revealed at this moment. The rolling power of heaven and earth gathered into one body. Every move and every move seemed to be carrying the power of heaven. The whole world was roaring.
"You think your power is stronger than mine? Stupid!"
Lu Hongtian threw out his hand, and a huge palm with a radius of one kilometer suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth. It condensed endless power and slapped Zhang Qingrong hard.
Boom!
As if the whole sky had collapsed, Zhang Qingrong was knocked back hundreds of miles. Even with the strength of him and the giant golden stick, they could not completely withstand the blow.
A saint in the middle realm carries the power of heaven and earth within a radius of three hundred miles, which is indeed terrifying to the extreme.
They are both saints, but they are so different! Their crushing on the level of realm is almost insurmountable.
Once the middle-level saint becomes serious, even if Zhang Qingrong has the golden long stick magic weapon to help him, it is still difficult to compete.
After all, he had just broken through to the Holy Realm, and the Holy Tribulation he had passed through was just an ordinary Trinity Holy Tribulation, and his foundation was not much better than that of an average lower-level Saint.
"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 into the sky step by step, the vitality of the world and the world within a radius of more than two hundred miles surged and continued to converge towards him.
"You can actually control the power of heaven and earth with a radius of more than two hundred miles!" The saints looked at Hua Yiran in amazement, their eyes full of confusion.
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 a law in the world, and few people can break it. Even Zhang Qingrong, who was once the first person on the continent's honor list and was known as the Stick Master, could only control the power of heaven and earth after becoming a saint.
It can control more than a hundred miles.
More than two hundred miles away, how terrifying that is!
That Hua Sheng has just become a saint. If he takes a few more steps forward, wouldn't he be comparable to the saints in the middle realm?
"Are you Hua Yiran, the one who survived the Holy Tribulation of June 1st?" Lu Hongtian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Hua Yiran.
With more than two hundred miles of heaven and earth power, he is already close to the middle-level saint. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary low-level saints to achieve this. He is worthy of being a Half-Tianzun, and he is indeed extraordinary.