Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 57 Where did you hide my magic weapon? (Read it and go)
"Qiang."

Accompanied by the sound of a sword, a hazy shadow was cut out from the void and spread out several feet in an instant.

Lu Ming stepped lightly on the water surface, without any visible movement, and his body moved several feet to the side, and the sword shadow fell heavily on the water surface.

The calm surface of the lake was instantly torn apart, and the water surface sank more than ten feet, which was truly shocking.

"It doesn't have true Qi, but it can have an effect close to true Qi. This thing is really magical."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he became more and more fond of his magic weapon Qingying.

"But if that's all, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Lu Ming smiled, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the water surface, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yan Sheng.

He threw a punch forward, with a force of nearly 20,000 pounds bursting out. A layer of invisible energy covered the fist, condensing his power into one point.

"boom."

It was as if a monster unleashed all its strength at one point, at an extremely fast speed. The light in Yan Sheng's eyes became even clearer. His mind had reacted, but his body was completely unable to dodge.

"Qiang."

A strong green light covered his body, as if it had transformed into a sword shape, wrapping him up.

Lu Ming punched his surface, and in just a moment, all the green lights shook slightly, and Yan Sheng only took a few steps back.

"Boom boom boom."

Seeing that this thing was so hard, Lu Ming was even more excited. Two phantoms almost burst out from his arms, and terrifying power blasted out one after another. After thirteen consecutive punches, green light burst out, and a stream of green blood flowed out from the corner of Yan Sheng's mouth.

But the next moment, the green light continued to rise, covering his body, and even slowly repairing the injuries to Yan Sheng's internal organs.

"Interesting! Attack, defense, movement, recovery. What other surprises does this magical weapon have that I don't know about?"

Lu Ming was even more delighted. He spread out his five fingers and slapped them from top to bottom, grabbing towards the magical weapon Qingying.

He wants to order this thing today.

He grabbed the magic weapon with his palm and was about to grab it with force, but he found a sneer on Yan Sheng's lips.

"boom."

As soon as Lu Ming's fingers touched the divine weapon, a surge of sharp invisible force emerged. In his pupils, he seemed to see a divine sword that pierced the sky and the earth swinging down.

Annihilate everything, kill everything, shock everything.

"boom."

Lu Ming's brain fell into a moment of nothingness. His consciousness and spirit were completely destroyed by the sharp invisible sword energy in this instant.

"This is the opportunity!"

Yan Sheng stretched out his hand, and the Qingying magic weapon was in his hand. He raised the magic sword high and swung it down.

But the next moment, Lu Ming opened his eyes and grabbed the blade of the magic weapon with one hand.

Yan Sheng's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

The magic weapon is psychic and contains extremely strong spirituality. Once a non-host touches the sword, the spirituality inside will kill them and destroy their consciousness.

No matter how strong your will is, you will still be affected and even suffer mental damage.

But, unknown to him, Lu Ming had awakened his telekinesis.

Lu Ming had even used extreme pressure to destroy his consciousness. This divine sword slashed his consciousness, but it only caused him to be dizzy for a moment. Even after his consciousness was destroyed, his telekinesis became more resilient and abundant.

"Good stuff!"

Lu Ming didn't know how many times he had praised this thing, but it always gave him new surprises.

What if, I mean what if, I can place ten, no, a hundred magic weapons at home, and let them bombard my head every day, using various methods to kill my will, will my telekinesis soon become divine?

With a change of thought, he was able to move mountains and seas. What's the use of being a Martial Saint or not? Isn't my God of Magic any better?

"Clang, clang, clang."

Lu Ming held the Qingying Sword in his palm, and spiritual shocks came down one after another, and a comfortable expression appeared on Lu Ming's face at the right time.

More, more!

He felt that his telekinesis was growing faster and faster, and the fleshy area between his eyebrows was also taking on a diamond-like color.

But after bombarding for dozens of times in a row, the Qingying Sword seemed to be exhausted, letting out a mournful cry, and the green light around it dimmed.

This is the first time that this psychic weapon has encountered a human with such a strong will since its creation.

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the spiritual weapon. Just as he was about to play with it, the weapon suddenly turned into a faint shadow and disappeared, leaving him with nothing.

"Ok?"

"Where did you hide my magic weapon?"

Lu Ming grabbed Yan Sheng's throat with one hand and pulled him over.

After losing the power of the magic weapon, Yan Sheng's strength was not worth mentioning in Lu Ming's eyes. He immediately had difficulty breathing and his face turned red.

Before he could speak, colorful lights seemed to appear in Lu Ming's pupils, and his whole body seemed to become sacred and tall, looking down at Yan Sheng from the extremely high void.

"Hand over the magic weapon."

His voice penetrated into Yan Sheng's ears, and Yan Sheng's mind was completely defenseless, and a green divine sword appeared again.

Lu Ming grabbed it and felt the power inside resisting him, but his telekinesis seeped into the magic weapon like a tide.

The spiritual weapon is only stronger in the quality of its spiritual power, but in terms of quantity, it is far behind Lu Ming.

As Lu Ming's telekinesis crazily squeezed the weapon, the spirit within it trembled wildly, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment. Furthermore, this spirit was incredibly stubborn, refusing to yield even in the face of life-or-death danger.

Lu Ming felt that if he exerted a little more strength at any time, he could wipe out the spirituality of the magic weapon.

However, at the last moment, he held himself back.

"Hahahaha, Junior Brother Yan Sheng, I'm just joking with you. You can keep this Qingying magic weapon. But tell me, where can I get this magic weapon?"

Lu Ming withdrew his telekinesis, thought for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

He could see that the magic weapon had a low IQ and would rather be scrapped than follow him if he forced it. But it didn't matter. Since Yan Sheng was able to obtain the magic weapon, it meant that there should be other magic weapons in the world.

Even Yan Sheng can get the magic weapon to recognize him as his master, so there is no reason why I can’t get it.

As long as I know where the magic weapons are, I can naturally find a way to make one or more of them recognize me as my master. Wouldn't that be great?

Yan Sheng was somewhat puzzled by Lu Ming's sudden change of attitude, but when he turned around to check the condition of the magic weapon, he found that the magic weapon's spiritual power was weak and could collapse at any time. He was heartbroken.

It is difficult for a divine weapon to nurture spirituality. It may take hundreds of years to breed enough spirituality. However, it was destroyed by this person like burning a piano and cooking a crane. Naturally, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)