Chapter 480: Thirty-six Heavenly Powers Techniques, Whipping Mountains and Moving Stones

Forged from black gold and made of fine iron, a strange iron soldier appeared. Flames spurted out of the muzzle and pushed bullets out of the chamber. With just one shot, it pierced the attacking dragon's magic spear. Then, thunder and fire broke out, tearing the dragon into pieces. With a buzzing sound, the strange phenomenon faded away, and the magic spear rolled back into the hands of Lu Weng.

"My magic weapon is a grass sample handed down from ancient times, which I restored. It is called the Nine-Five Style. It is also a kind of spear, which can resist the power of iron essence and fire. It dominates gold and fire among the five elements. I also mixed black thunder into it to boost its power. Ordinary magic weapons cannot withstand the attack of its wind, thunder and fire bombs. Your magic weapon should be made of some good materials, so that it will not break in half."

Gu Qingyuan smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, this is the only thing worthy of praise. As for the weapon refining technique... I can only say that it is hard to describe. I am afraid that I did not learn it from Master's Wife. If I could refine such a magic weapon, I might as well give up this skill early and not touch weapons. I would just make some plows and hoes for farmers. Maybe I can accumulate a lot of good karma and be awarded some good deeds."

When Di Lu heard this, even his suppressed emotions began to churn. His thousand-year cultivation of Qi was about to fail. What good material is worthy of praise? The only thing that caught my eye in the magic weapon I carefully refined is the spiritual material for refining treasures? Even if a mortal blacksmith had this material and swung a few hammers, he would be praised for it. Is this a compliment? This is an insult!

The group of immortals were also a little speechless, looking at the strange-looking magic weapon together. The treasure body emitted black light and had golden energy, and the details were very exquisite. It was pleasing to the eye, but there was also an indescribable sense of weirdness.

"I've never seen this style before. The principle seems to be similar to that of ordinary people's flintlock guns, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

A wandering immortal hesitated and whispered, then scratched his head: "This magic weapon... is it an ancient magic weapon? How come I have never seen it in the classics?"

Compared to this immortal who still had the leisure to analyze the magic weapon, the others were concentrating on the battle situation. Di Lu Weng stroked his own magic weapon with some heartache. Now there was a circular mark left on the smooth gun body. The wind, thunder and fire bomb exploded and disappeared without a trace, leaving only this mark and a small hole. According to his estimation, if the bullet was more powerful, it would be able to penetrate the gun body and break the magic weapon.

But now, even so, the gun body was broken in an instant, and hundreds of hidden restrictions were destroyed. However, that magic weapon was refined by the person opposite in front of him.

As for Miao Ji, he was hit head-on by the loud noise of the collision of magic weapons, as well as the tiger and leopard thunder sound that shocked his soul. His eyes were dizzy and he fell into a coma. Looking at his furrowed brows, it must have been a nightmare even if he was dreaming.

"Come again!"

Di Lu Weng roared and released all his magic power, releasing the restrictions on the magic weapon. The magic weapon turned into hundreds of black lights, each weighing a thousand pounds, and pressed down fiercely.

Gu Qingyuan stretched out his hand, and the Type 95 Divine Spear turned into a pool of molten iron, and took shape again, already in the shape of a net: "A thousand-pound burden cannot resist the vastness of the heavenly net, and steel that has been tempered a hundred times becomes soft as silk. Go!"

The net was spread out, covering the heaven and the earth. Although the mesh was large, it was just enough to hold the heavy black light. Although the silk thread was thin, it was tough and did not break even under thousands of pounds of pressure.

The Earth Lord spurted out a breath of magic power, and the thousands of black lights entangled with the net, adding a bit of agility to the heavy force, constantly circling and dancing, trying to break through the restraints of the net, but were pulled together by the big net, and transformed into the shape of spears again.

"My net has no name. Now that it has been revealed, how about calling it the Earth Binding Net?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled and said, "The Earth-Binding Net, the net that binds the earth, use this as his name. When he becomes famous all over the world, he should thank Gu Qingyuan for making him famous. As for whether it will be a bad name or a good name, let's just say whether he is famous or not!"

Seeing that Gu Qingyuan did not move in any direction, let alone retreat beyond the line, even the corner of his clothes did not touch the middle of the mountain, Di Luong let out a long breath, connected the earth veins with his feet, and veins popped out on his face: "Move the mountain!" With a shout, his body became stronger, he held up his Taoist robe, raised his hands, and a high mountain was pulled over by him.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Mr. Lu's mountain-moving technique. Seeing it now is still shocking."

An immortal who knew about Di Lu Weng's deeds said, "The ancestors of Di Lu Weng's tradition were mountain movers and mountain-lifters. It is said that the ancient gods could carry mountains on their shoulders. When they practiced to a high level, they could stand up to the heavens and the earth without falling. How majestic and shocking! Unfortunately, this tradition has declined. When it came to Di Lu Weng's generation, the magic skills were incomplete and they could only complete them on their own."

"I still remember that Dilu Weng went to Mount Mao three times and searched all the classics in the world before he came up with this mountain-moving trick. Everyone, can you tell which sacred mountain he is visiting?"

"It's the Dian Cang Mountain three thousand miles away. There's more than one mountain, and there's also a small part of the Qingyun Mountain," someone responded. "This is probably the limit of Di Lu Weng. He moved the mountain here. The power of suppression is so strong. I don't know how Taoist Qing Hong will deal with it."

Di Lu Weng's face was flushed, blood was oozing from the pores all over his body, and his teeth were clenched. The land in this world was nourished by spiritual energy and was already heavy. Not to mention the various fairy mountains with rich spiritual energy, their weight was beyond words. If there were spiritual mineral veins hidden inside the mountains, they would be several times heavier.

The Earth Dragon roared, the ground rolled, and the land shook. Wherever he stepped, a deep pit was created, accompanied by a huge roar. As the mountain gradually took shape, various vegetation, strange stones, and peculiar rocks appeared.

He straightened his back, exerted force with both arms, and threw the moved Lingshan out, which turned into a huge black shadow that enveloped Gu Qingyuan.

The mountain was very huge, occupying a small piece of the sky, pressing down with such might that people had no chance of resisting. This fairy mountain carried an unparalleled force of suppression, and under the cover of the mountain, people's bodies were trapped and unable to move, and they could only take this sky-breaking blow.

But Gu Qingyuan is no ordinary person!
"It's quite interesting."

He sighed, and his soul went deep into his dantian. Now, there were bursts of spiritual light in his body, and various inscriptions and talismans were hidden in the major spiritual orifices. There were more than hundreds of them. These were all kinds of magical powers that Gu Qingyuan had condensed over the past ten years. They were densely packed and had different functions. Now they were dormant in the spiritual orifices, just waiting for Gu Qingyuan to activate them.

"Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Techniques, whip mountains and move rocks!"

A talisman lit up with the sound, came out from the spiritual orifice, and flowed into Gu Qingyuan's hand along the meridians. It then turned into a short whip with infinite earth-like aura on it, which had the ability to pull the earth veins.

Gu Qingyuan swung the whip and there was a sound of hitting the air. Before the divine light of the whip could touch the flying sacred mountain, it was already covered by the brown glow of the whip. The downward momentum suddenly stopped, and even the suppressing force was forced back to the mountain and became silent.

There was another crisp sound, and the mountain was whipped away, and the huge rock broke through the air and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)