funbook-pk Chapter 118: Handing over the Spirit Stone to Avoid Killing
Chapter 118: Handing over the Spirit Stone to Avoid Killing
Luo Shan smiled and glanced at the Qingyun Sect monks on the boat one by one.
"Don't even think about it. I think you, a barbarian cultivator, have gone crazy because of poverty." The only female cultivator in Qingyun Sect squeezed out from the crowd and glared at Luo Shan.
"If you want spiritual stones, go earn them yourself. What's the difference between you and the devil?"
As he said this, he glanced at Luo San with disdain.
"Aren't I earning my own money?" Luo San said with a wry smile, looking at the handsome male cultivator.
"Since you're not willing to give it, I'll have to take it by my own ability."
As soon as he finished speaking, he directly attacked with a stream of water spiritual power. The handsome male cultivator's face changed and he quickly activated the protective formation on the magic ship.
The attack was blocked, but Luo San was not angry. Instead, he swung the white jade coffin directly towards the protective formation on the magic ship.
The Qingyun Sect disciples in the magic ship all had ugly expressions on their faces. They felt nervous as they looked at the formation that was flickering and flashing with spiritual power.
"Senior Brother Li, we can't let her keep smashing like this." If she keeps smashing like this, the formation of the magic ship will be destroyed in a few breaths.
"The female cultivator from Southern Border has gone too far. Junior brothers, she has been bullied to the point of being too much. If we don't teach her a lesson, I'm afraid that outsiders will think that all the cultivators from Qingyun Sect are soft persimmons."
Li Shu shouted loudly, then jumped out of the magic ship, took out his magic sword and started fighting with Luo San.
"You have actually broken through to the late stage of foundation building!"
After the fight between Li Shu and Luo Shan, Li Shu noticed that Luo Shan's cultivation level was one level higher than half a year ago, and he was shocked.
In just half a year, could this female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang have used some rare treasures? Otherwise, if she had achieved a breakthrough just by absorbing spiritual energy, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Thinking of this, a hint of greed flashed across Li Shu's eyes.
Luo Shan chuckled:
"Why, are you envious?"
Li Shu pursed his lips, suppressed all the jealousy in his eyes, and said disdainfully:
"To advance so quickly, I guess he must have consumed a lot of pills. How can his cultivation level be compared with ours?"
Li said, hoping to inject spiritual power into the sword:
"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"
The magic sword made a sword flower, and dense sword rain swirled behind Li Shu. As he pointed his fingers at Luosan, the sword rain rushed over like raindrops.
Hidden among the countless sword rains, there is a real magic sword, and those dense sword rains are all transformed by his spiritual power.
Li Shu was very confident in this move. After all, this was a spell that he had exchanged for at the cost of a lot of sect contribution points.
"Ten Thousand Swords Technique? Senior Brother Li can actually perform the Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"
The Qingyun Sect monks on the Dharma ship were also amazed.
"Be careful, the killer move in the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is the real magic sword!"
Ling Wanran was also surprised when she saw Li Shu performing the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. Only the elite inner sect disciples had the opportunity to practice this technique. How could Li Shu have learned it?
Hearing Ling Wanran's reminder, Luo San opened his arms and the spiritual shield also rose up.
The dense rain of swords collided with the folded umbrella, and the aftermath of the spiritual power collision caused Luo San to take two steps back.
After blocking the rain of swords transformed by spiritual power, Luo Shan did not see the so-called killing move. He was surprised, but then he realized something strange under him. Unexpectedly, a magic sword broke out of the water in the sea.
Dodging the attack, Luo San turned his head and saw that the magic weapon turned a corner and stabbed at him again.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, this is the Sword Controlling Technique. You can use the magic sword to attack as you wish."
Ling Wanran reminded again, fortunately Luo San was also prepared. He swung the black whip in his hand, and the strong wind carrying spiritual power collided with the magic weapon.
With a "bang", the magic weapon that was originally coming with great force dimmed. Seeing this, Li Shu, who was not far away, had to control the magic sword and turn back.
Luo Shan threw out the folding umbrella, stepped directly on it, and controlled his spiritual power to rush towards Li Shu.
Li Shu was shocked, and before he could react, a whip hit him directly in the face.
A burning pain came over him, and Li Shu covered his face, still somewhat incredulous.
His body, which was in the middle stage of foundation building, couldn't even withstand the opponent's whip.
"Snapped!"
The sound of explosions rang out again, and Li Shu hurriedly raised his spiritual shield to protect his body. The whip hit him, and the spiritual shield shattered instantly. He had almost no time to dodge, and another whip hit the arrow directly.
Fortunately, the defensive robe blocked the attack, but after the robe blocked the attack, the spiritual light had dimmed a lot.
"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you take action?"
Li Shu yelled in shock and anger at the Qingyun Sect disciples behind him. The Qingyun Sect monks on the magic ship were startled and attacked Luo San one after another.
Seeing this, Ling Wanran flew over and stopped the three people, sharing some of the pressure for Luo San.
Luo San was in the late stage of foundation building, and with the help of corpse puppets, he could easily severely injure everyone in Qingyun Sect.
"Originally, only three thousand spirit stones were needed. Now, if you want to survive, each of you must take out five thousand spirit stones. If you don't have spirit stones, you can use spirit herbs and materials to make up for it."
Looking at the Qingyun Sect monks who fell on the ship, covered their chests and glared at her, Luo Shan smiled viciously:
"You are like this, but you are not convinced?"
As he spoke, he swung a whip and hit the French ship. There was a "pop" sound, and a visible dent appeared on the hull.
This is a magical weapon...!!
The cultivator from Qingyun Sect turned pale as he looked at the barbs on the tip of the black whip that were flashing with cold light.
Several people looked at Li Shu. Senior Brother Li was whipped, and his left face was torn. Although the bleeding had stopped, it was still shocking.
"Although you are a cultivator from Southern Xinjiang, this is Dongyue. Aren't you afraid of offending Qingyun Sect by doing this?" Li Shu gnashed his teeth in hatred. Among the cultivators of Qingyun Sect, he was the one who was beaten the hardest!
"What? Do you want to remind me to kill people to silence them?" Luo Shan narrowed his eyes. Is he threatening her?
Li Shu's heart trembled, and when he saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang, his face turned pale immediately.
"I don't want to die, don't kill me!" Li Shu didn't say anything, but the only female cultivator spoke with red eyes.
"I'll give you spirit stones. I'm willing to give you spirit stones." She wasn't stupid enough to risk her life for these few spirit stones.
After saying this, without looking at the gazes falling on him, he took out a bag of spirit stones from his storage bag and threw it over.
"I... I am also willing to give spirit stones." With the first person taking the lead, the others were afraid that this female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang would really kill people, so they also took out spirit stones.
With the first one, there will be a second one. Luo Shan collected the bags of spirit stones one by one and looked at Li Shu who had a stubborn face.
"What about you, are you going to hand it in or not?"
As he said this, he glanced at his black whip from time to time. Such a naked threat made Li Shu extremely hateful, but he did not want to die in Luo Shan's hands. So, he took out the spirit stone even though he was vomiting blood in his heart.
After collecting the spirit stones, Luo Shan felt a little better. He looked at Ling Wanran not far away, and then he realized that the spirit stones had to be shared with Fellow Daoist Ling.