Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Lin Miaoyue frowned tightly, with deep inquiry in her eyes. She was really curious about what this woman wanted to do. "What is your goal?"

"I just want to make the world a fairer place."

After saying that, Lu Changqing condensed a water whip out of thin air, wrapped around Lin Miaoyue and threw her out.

Lin Miaoyue was held steadily in Ning Ran's arms, and her mind was full of what Lu Changqing had just said.

Fairness? Isn't Shen Quanzhen the heroine? The whole world revolves around her, what kind of fairness does she want?

The scene fell into dead silence. No one present had expected that Shen Quanzhen, who had been inferior to Lin Miaoyue in every way, would win so easily. It turned out that the saying "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west" was not a joke.

At this moment, the ground began to shake and the iron locks on the nine pillars made a rattling sound. Everyone came to their senses and realized that they had just been standing there watching the fun while they had not yet done their business.

Zhang Hongyou stood in the crowd and called out to Lu Changqing, asking her to come out quickly.

Lu Changqing looked at the crowd and his eyes finally fell on Yao Ying.

"Master's Wife, do you think I am good enough now? Am I worthy of being carefully cultivated by you?"

Yao Ying looked a little anxious, and urged Lu Changqing: "Quanzhen, if there is anything, let's talk about it outside, okay?"

"not good."

Wang Zhiming was extremely annoyed at the moment. Although his apprentice won the competition, the problem was how he would report to Yun Huan later. This man was the most protective of his own people and would definitely make things difficult for him afterwards.

"Shen Quanzhen, come here quickly and don't delay our business."

Lu Changqing waved his hand, "He's just a former demon king. You don't need to do anything. I can take care of him by myself."

Wang Zhiming laughed out of anger. He really thought that he would be invincible after defeating Yun Huan's disciple. The former Demon Lord was an old monster who had lived for nearly a thousand years. Did he really think that a Nascent Soul cultivator could kill him?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhiming felt depressed again. He really underestimated his disciple. His cultivation had obviously reached the Nascent Soul stage, but he kept it hidden from him. She was probably on guard against him, afraid that he would force her to hand over the good things she got in the secret realm.

The head of the Wanxiang Sect and the people from before surrounded them again, "Since Junior-Martial-Nephew Shen is unwilling to retreat, then stand in the position where Junior-Martial-Nephew Lin stood before."

Lu Changqing raised the Shuohan Sword high up, with the tip of the sword flashing with cold light pointing straight at the gray sky, "I've already told you not to bother you anymore, I'll help you kill him!"

As he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed, the light dimmed, and thick dark clouds gathered towards Lu Changqing's head like waves. Occasionally, thunder flashed in the rolling dark clouds, and heavy rain was about to pour down.

Seeing this, everyone turned around and retreated. How could there be a thunderstorm in late autumn? There was only one explanation for this situation, and that was a thunderstorm.

“Is this the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul?”

“How is it possible? If he is going through the Nascent Soul Tribulation now, how did he defeat Lin Miaoyue who is already in the Nascent Soul stage?”

"That can't be the one who is in the Transformation God Stage, right?"

……

The crowd was talking about this, and at this point, everyone's eyes turned to Yun Huan. He was the only one present who had successfully survived the thunder tribulation of transformation into a god, and everyone hoped to get a correct answer from him in advance.

Yun Huan's face was darker than the sky at that moment. A disciple with only water spiritual roots could actually cultivate faster than his disciple with mutated ice spiritual roots. What kind of joke was this? Was he practicing some evil skill?

"I have never heard of a Five Elements spiritual root cultivator having to endure the divine thunder tribulation in his thirties. I wonder what kind of skills your disciples practice?"

Wang Zhiming knew that the old immortal Yun Huan was talking to him, and he also knew what the other party meant. Wasn't he just trying to throw dirty water on their Qingyang Sect in front of everyone?

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him again, Wang Zhiming greeted Yun Huan's parents who had long since turned to ashes in his heart, and said politely: "My disciples practice ordinary inner sect skills. The reason why Quanzhen has the current level of cultivation is because of some adventures in the secret realm before."

Wang Zhiming looked at Lu Changqing in the center of the thundercloud. Although his own failure was painful, he was even more worried about the success of others. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that Lu Changqing would die in the thunder this time.

He would not allow anyone in the sect to be stronger than himself. Only in this way could the people in the sect submit to him.

Everyone was very dissatisfied with Wang Zhiming's answer. How great an opportunity would it take for a Five Elements Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivator to advance from the late Foundation Establishment stage to the late Nascent Soul stage in just a few years? Perhaps he had obtained the legendary cultivation space magic weapon, such as the Immortal Mansion Small Cave Heaven, which could last for a hundred years inside while one year outside?

Lu Changqing has experienced several immortal cultivation worlds. Although they are all immortal cultivation worlds, the laws are strong and weak, and the intervention on the plane cultivators is also strong and weak. The weakest is the beginning of the world where Xiaoxue lives. At that time, the spiritual energy was extremely abundant, and it was no problem for a Yuanying cultivator to live for a thousand years. In this world now, the cultivation of the late Yuanying can only last for about 600 years, and the strength is not much different from that of the late foundation building in that world. [The author's private setting, please be serious]

So to say how powerful Lu Changqing is at this moment, it is actually not the case. It mainly depends on who she is compared with. Compared with the cultivators in this world, the aptitude for cultivation she has shown is indeed outstanding and unparalleled.

This kind of restriction has certain benefits for the world. The practice of cultivators is a deprivation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The higher the level of practice, the more spiritual energy they need to absorb. If the world wants to continue to evolve, it will impose certain restrictions on these cultivators in the rules. Therefore, there is a tiankeng when the Nascent Soul crosses the Divine Transformation stage, and crossing the tiankeng means standing on the edge of a cliff.

For the cultivators in this world, the cultivation level in the Spirit Transformation Stage is the limit, and any further progress means death. The thunder tribulation in the Fusion Stage is the guillotine given to these cultivators by the laws of the world. No cultivator can survive the thunder tribulation in the Fusion Stage.

Of course, no one in this dimension knows these things, including Lin Miaoyue, she also doesn’t know about the rules of the world.

Lu Changqing tapped the ground lightly with the tip of her sword, and several vines emerged from the soil, swaying in the air like octopus tentacles, and then suddenly plunged into the soil under her feet.

Everyone present had no idea what Lu Changqing was trying to do, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. The calamity clouds above their heads were growing thicker and thicker, rolling and surging like boiling water in an iron pot, with dense lightning flashing in them. They were afraid that if they stepped forward, they would be struck by lightning the next moment.

After a series of clanging sounds, the vines pushed a jet-black coffin out from the ground. Lu Changqing kicked the iron coffin tied with iron chains and asked politely, "Are you dead, old man?"

Everyone:...

In response to her, the coffin lid was shaking wildly. It could be seen that the person inside was still in very good health.