A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 702 -519: This Boy Must Not Be Spared (Part 3)

Lu Qian only felt that heaven and earth had become silent, all sounds stretched out, and his five senses became slow and delayed, even the speed of his consciousness collection weakened, suddenly his limbs felt cold, and his body tightened.

Countless frost-composed hands emerged from the darkness, Lu Qian had no chance to react and was tightly grasped!

The icy spikes crashed into each other, these extremely hard hands, exuding chilling frost, stretched from all directions, gripping and tearing at Lu Qian, seeking to rip him into pieces.

Meanwhile, in the darkness, a fifty-zhang-long frost guillotine plunged straight down like a meteor, aimed to chop Lu Qian’s head!

Divine Power: Dark Prison Ice Punishment!

A giant guillotine fell from above, and a point of Nanming Li Fire came from before. The last array transformation Lu Qian activated was Three Thousand Weak Waters, rushing forward to block the weakening power of Nanming Li Fire, continued towards Master Yaoming, but couldn’t stop the frost hands clutching all around, nor the frost guillotine slicing down!

Master Xuanjing seemed to anticipate the sight of Lu Qian’s shattered body.

Regret, regret, you, the tribulation-ridden, did not stay in seclusion but came out seeking death.

But in the next instant, a crane’s cry pierced the night sky!

The cloak woven with crane feathers on Lu Qian’s body suddenly shook, 999 white feathers instantly turned crimson, surging flames rose, terrifying heat dispersed, melting and shattering the frosty hands gripping Lu Qian.

Master Xuanjing exclaimed in surprise.

Secret treasure?!

With a crisp sound, the frost guillotine slashed against layer after layer of crimson crane feathers, ringing with clanging noise like two blades clashing, like iron striking iron.

The White Crane Ruyi Cloak, at this moment, with Lu Qian’s will, transformed its attribute, turning into radiant high-temperature fire feathers, blocking Master Xuanjing’s frost!

Master Xuanjing angrily shouted, clapping his hands together, Golden Core light flaring, the frost guillotine pressing down inch by inch, fire feathers continously shattering.

This secret treasure can greatly weaken attacks at the Golden Core Level, but only to that extent; completely neutralizing a Golden Core Master’s divine techniques is impossible.

Die here, Lu Qian!

Master Xuanjing yelled angrily, pushing all his remaining spiritual power into it.

At the moment of life and death, Lu Qian suddenly closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

When he reopened them, a five-colored light flashed!

With a snapping sound, the frost guillotine shattered, scattering into sky-wide frost shards, the remaining frost hands all exploded, the darkness shrouding Lu Qian’s surroundings dissipated without a trace.

Divine techniques broken, Master Xuanjing’s chest tightened, he grunted, stepping back.

He looked up, seeing Lu Qian gasping heavily, his eyes full of gravity.

That fluctuation just now, without mistake, was a divine technique! Or rather, a prototype of a divine technique!

Under the protection of the White Crane Ruyi Cloak and the weakening of frost, Lu Qian unleashed a move akin to a divine technique, dispelling Master Xuanjing’s Dark Prison Ice Punishment.

How could this be!

Even one about to cross the tribulation at Foundation Establishment Perfection cannot nurture a divine technique in advance!

A warning surged in his mind, he gritted his teeth, mobilizing his remaining spiritual power, once more wielded the battered Frost Treasure Mirror.

Master Xuanjing looked towards Master Yaoming who beside him used the Flame Treasure Banner to block the Weak Water torrent; he too was spiritually weak, somewhat exhausted.

But now is not the time to rest.

Feeling the dwindling spiritual power and divine sense of Lu Qian, this freak must be killed in the cradle.

“Fellow Daoist Yaoming, this one must not be spared, let’s kill him together!”