Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"Brother, how's your training going?"

At the dinner table, Baili Pangpang looked curious.

Shen Qingzhu pondered for a moment, "There are still many problems. The most important one is that the air inside things is too difficult to mobilize. Whether it is adding gas or extracting gas, it requires precise control and micro-manipulation of the gas.

The higher the density, the harder it is to control.

But after a month, I did see some results.”

As Shen Qingzhu spoke, he pointed to the beef balls in the pot.

With a flick of Shen Qingzhu's finger, the beef balls shrank visibly, and juice splashed everywhere.

It felt like being squeezed by something heavy.

Not only that, he also tried to inject gas into the heart of the mouse, and the mouse struggled to death in just a few breaths.

But just injecting a tiny amount of gas into a little white mouse consumed most of his mental strength and energy, leaving him gasping for breath.

It is currently unrealistic to control the gases in the human body.

But Shen Qingzhu still felt happy.

If this kind of super-standard ability could really be achieved so easily, it would be truly outrageous.

Another point is that the gas needs to be mobilized by mental power, and now if he wants to mobilize the gas in other people's bodies, he needs to invade the other person's body with his mental power.

The higher the realm of a person, the more difficult it is to invade. It can be said that Shen Qingzhu's ability is still in its infancy, and it will not be able to form considerable combat power for a long time in the future.

But Zhou Ping also mentioned an idea, which is to find a way to make his mental power aggressive, like a leech, clinging to the enemy, hidden and unreleased, just like the dark power in martial arts novels.

When needed, unleash your power in one fell swoop, catching the enemy off guard.

Shen Qingzhu imagined that scene and his scalp tingled.

But the question is, how to make mental power aggressive?

"Nanaye, this is for you."

An Qingyu handed a small bottle of purple liquid and the corpse of a golden insect to Lin Qiye.

"I've thoroughly studied Bell Crand's corpse. This is a liquid developed based on its purple-gray mist, which can corrode the minds of others."

"Wait, what did you say?"

Shen Qingzhu's eyes lit up.

An Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

Isn't it Bell Kland who can use spiritual purple mist to erode other people's minds?

"Let's study this together later and see if we can attach this purple liquid to your mental power."

An Qingyu's eyes flashed with excitement.

The purple mist that can corrode the spirit, the blade that can break through the forbidden ruins and the spirit, plus Shen Qingzhu's ability to mobilize the air, what kind of chemical reaction will these three things produce when put together?

He thought that maybe there was a way.

On the side, Lin Xuan was thoughtful.

He thought of the origin of hell.

That thing also has certain corrosive and assimilation properties, and is much stronger than the purple mist.

Lin Xuan briefly imagined the scene of Brother Zhaage using the origin of hell to corrode the gods, and then snapping his fingers to shatter the other party's body.

hiss……

That picture is so beautiful.

"Give this bottle to Brother Zha first, I don't need it for now."

Lin Qiye shook his head and pushed the purple bottle back.

In the past month, they have seen Brother Zhae worry about his mental strength problems more than once. Now that there is a solution, they are naturally happy for him.

"No, you keep it. I have plenty."

An Qingyu shook his head. He had already thoroughly studied Bell Clyde's purple mist. As long as he had enough materials, he could make it at any time.

"it is good."

Lin Qiye nodded and stopped refusing.

Zhou Ping was concentrating on eating while watching everyone out of the corner of his eye.

As he listened to everyone's conversation, he couldn't help but feel happy for Shen Qingzhu.

In this way, he now has two students who know martial arts.

A palm strike with hidden power can cause the enemy's liver and gallbladder to rupture, or flatten the person like a thin scroll.

After dinner, Shen Qingzhu did not follow An Qingyu directly to the laboratory.

Instead, he took a deep breath and stood respectfully in front of Zhou Ping.

"Senior Sword Saint, thank you very much for your guidance."

Not only Zhou Ping, but everyone else was also stunned.

They didn't expect Shen Qingzhu to do this.

Shen Qingzhu looked respectful and bowed deeply.

He knew very well that if it weren't for Zhou Ping, he might never have thought of this way of using [Qi Min] in his entire life.

This sword master truly opened up a path to heaven for him. If there weren't so many people watching, he would have wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Zhou Ping.

"No, it's okay, get up quickly."

Zhou Ping pretended to be calm, but everyone's eyes were focused on him, making him feel like ants were crawling all over his body.

Shen Qingzhu also knew the character of the Sword Saint, so he just thanked him and turned to leave.

The sun quickly sank into the horizon, the afterglow of the sunset faded out of sight, and the sky seemed to be covered with a light gray curtain.

When Zhou Ping finished cleaning the warehouse, everyone was already standing obediently in the waxed warehouse space.

"Today is the last Sword Energy Tide. Tomorrow, we will begin the next stage of training."

Zhou Ping said, looking at Shen Qingzhu.

At this time, everyone's realm has reached the sea realm, and there is no need to use sword energy tides to wash them away.

When Shen Qingzhu heard Zhou Ping's words, his face became serious, he bowed and prepared to go.

"Senior Sword Saint, we are ready."

Zhou Ping nodded, and the tide of sword energy exploded and dispersed, but everyone just staggered and did not fly out directly like at the beginning.

Shen Qingzhu frowned and mobilized his mental strength to the extreme, wanting to counterattack the tide of sword energy.

Following Zhou Ping's instruction, he imagined himself as a swordsman holding a peerless long sword, with a massive wave tens of meters high in front of him.

And he wants to cut the waves with one sword.

He hadn't been successful in the past month.

After all, that was the sword energy tide of the Great Xia Sword Saint. They had a hard time resisting it, let alone breaking through the sword energy tide and counterattacking.

Shen Qingzhu condensed his mental power into a small dot, like a bullet or a steel needle.

As the saying goes, under the same force conditions, the smaller the force area, the stronger the penetrating power.

The same goes for mental strength.

Concentrating your own mental power into a point can make it easier to penetrate other people's mental power and invade them.

Veins bulged on Shen Qingzhu's forehead, and the tide of sword energy piled up one after another, getting higher and higher. Under the huge waves, the swordsman was so small, like a lone boat.

The next moment, the swordsman moved.

With just one strike, the sword energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, splitting the huge wave into two.

Shen Qingzhu smiled, wantonly and arrogantly.

he made it!

The huge waves did not stop and continued to hit him. He just opened his arms and let the tide of sword energy knock him down and fall into coma.

Zhou Ping watched quietly, with a faint smile on his lips.

With the Sea Realm, he broke through the huge waves of sword energy unleashed by the Sword Saint. Even if he only used less than 10% of his strength, even if it was only once, it was enough to amaze people.

If Lin Xuan is a person with superb comprehension talent, then Shen Qingzhu is the kind of disciple who is willing to endure hardships and work hard.

Zhou Ping is sure that as long as the other party can persist, the future will definitely be as vast as the sea for fish to leap and the sky for birds to fly.