I Can See Through All Information

"Boy, where is this place? What do you want?"

Old Man Plague saw Lu Qing suddenly appear, especially since he could tell at a glance that the other party was transformed by the power of the soul.

Suddenly his face changed drastically, and his heart kept sinking.

I know that my guess may have come true.

This is truly a spiritual weapon space.

Moreover, it is also a spiritual weapon space controlled by Lu Qing.

Otherwise, given his level of cultivation, it would be impossible for him to be able to display such profound magical powers as the soul's transformation.

"No matter what, old plague ghost, weren't you brazen before, saying that I couldn't do anything to you?

So guess where we are now? "

Lu Qing looked at the plague gourd leisurely.

"There's no need to pretend, this is just another spiritual weapon space."

Plague Old Man sneered.

By now, he also knew that it was impossible to deceive Lu Qing, so naturally he was too lazy to make excuses.

"Boy, your luck is incredible. You are only a small Qi Refiner, but you can control two spiritual weapons by yourself.

But it won't last long, such strong luck is like a burning fire.

Be careful that one day you die unexpectedly and fall into a situation of no return! "

"I won't bother you, old ghost." Lu Qing said lightly, "Since you guessed that this is another spiritual weapon space, you might as well guess again, which spiritual weapon space is this?"

"No matter what kind of spiritual weapon it is, it is impossible to defeat my plague gourd!" Old Man Plague said coldly, "Boy, I advise you not to waste your efforts anymore.

If you really want to know about ancient things, you might as well consider my suggestion.

As long as you release this deity, I will not only tell you about ancient things, but also teach you the supreme supernatural power.

In the future, it is not a problem to achieve a golden elixir, step into the Yuan Shen, or even become an immortal and become an ancestor! "

"Such a strong tone. You have become an immortal and an ancestor. Why didn't I know, old plague ghost, that you still have such magical powers?

Back then, you were just a mouse crossing the street in front of the Righteous Immortal Sect.

Usually I only dare to hide in the dark and don't dare to show off.

It's just because of your broken gourd that you gained some fame.

How dare you speak so brazenly now? How shameless! "

Just when Old Man Plague was about to fool Lu Qing again, a mocking voice sounded from all around.

"who?!"

Plague Old Man was shocked that someone knew his origin so clearly, he must be a contemporary of him.

Could it be that it was the person behind Lu Qing?

The Plague Old Man's mind changed quickly, and he immediately thought of a possibility.

Then the next moment, he saw a majestic middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous fire robe and having two horns appear in front of Lu Qing.

And with the appearance of this person, the aridity in the surrounding space has once again increased to a higher level.

It was as if the king of space had arrived.

"You are the weapon spirit of this spiritual weapon space!"

As both weapon spirits, Old Man Plague immediately saw the nature of "flame".

He felt even worse.

The aura revealed by "Yan" was much stronger than him.

This shows that the recovery of this weapon spirit is much faster than him, and even its essence is stronger than him.

Plus Lu Qing...

Old Man Plague suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"What, you know you're scared?"

"Yan" seemed to feel the emotions of the old man Plague and sneered.

"Old plague ghost, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. In order to survive the five catastrophes of heaven and man, you actually took away the spirit of your own spiritual weapon and survived.

However, even if you succeed in seizing the body, your soul must have suffered a great loss.

Now that I'm trapped here, I'm afraid it won't be long before my true spirit collapses and I won't even be qualified to enter reincarnation! "

Old Man Plague's expression suddenly changed.

What he feared most was that Lu Qing would find out about this, but he didn't expect that "Yan" would reveal it now.

However, he still pretended to be calm and said coldly: "Really? My magical powers are beyond what a small weapon spirit like you can know.

You said that my true spirit is about to collapse, so you might as well wait.

Let’s see if I will perish if I am trapped here for thousands of years! "

"Old plague ghost, you don't need to be pretentious here. Let me ask you again, are you willing to relax and let me put the soul mark on the true spirit?"

Lu Qing said indifferently.

"Don't even think about it, kid, do you want me to surrender to your little Qi Refining Realm?

I don't know how many ants like you I could kill with just one breath.

Just because you have the delusion to refine a true soul with great power, you simply don’t know how high the sky is! "

"Very good." Lu Qing said no more, and his body disappeared into the spiritual weapon space, leaving only one sentence floating in it, "'Yan', do it and refine him to death for me!"

Hearing Lu Qing call him by his name, "Yan" felt even more shocked.

But it was inexplicably unable to get angry, and it just felt a chill lingering in its heart.

Not even daring to neglect his movements, he reached out and made a move, and endless flames were generated out of thin air in the aura space.

His body shape changed, turning into a fire dragon and wrapping around the plague gourd.

"Dragon of Lihuo, you are the Lihuo Cauldron of Lihuo Sect!"

Seeing the Lihuo Dragon transformed by "Yan", Old Man Plague finally understood that he was in the space of that spiritual weapon.

In the ancient times of cultivating immortals, he had not interacted with the Lihuo Sect, so he did not recognize the aura of "flame" just now.

But the Lihuo Ding of the Lihuo Sect is still very famous in the entire cultivation world.

Among them, the attack method of spewing out the Lihuo Dragon and sweeping across the four directions is one of the signatures of the Lihuo Ding.

Seeing the appearance of "Yan" now, how could the old man of the plague not know that he was trapped in this spiritual weapon.

As a result, the old man of the plague was a little trembling.

The Lihuo Ding is the spiritual weapon of the Lihuo Sect, and its grade has reached the ranks of the middle-grade spiritual weapon.

It is one level higher than his plague gourd.

The most important thing is that the Lihuo Ding is famous for its ability to refine things.

Especially refining tools and alchemy.

At the beginning, the Lihuo Sect relied on it to continuously refine high-grade magic weapons and elixirs, occupying a place in the cultivation world.

Now he is actually in the spiritual weapon space of this ghost thing, which is the worst news for the old man of the plague.

If he knew it again, he would not have stimulated the boy so much just now.

A trace of regret flashed through the heart of the old man of the plague.

Unfortunately, it was useless to regret now.

Seeing the fire dragon transformed by "Yan" entangled him, he had to shrink inward and hide in the deepest part of the plague gourd.

He hoped that his spiritual weapon could withstand the refining of the fire tripod.

The plague gourd was made by chance by integrating a piece of strange iron that he accidentally got.

It has a strange ability that even he can't figure out, maybe it can protect him.

The powerful power of fire surrounded the plague gourd, and the fire dragon transformed by "Yan" was tightly entangled on the gourd.

However, half a minute later, the plague gourd did not change at all, as if the surrounding flames did not exist.

"How is it possible?"

"Yan"'s eyes revealed a trace of disbelief.

Although it is now injured and its power is far less than one hundredth of its peak period.

But the current plague gourd is obviously more damaged than it.

As a mid-grade spiritual weapon, it can't be refined!

"There's something strange about this broken gourd!"

"Yan" had just thought of this when Lu Qing's words came from above.

"Senior Yan, what's wrong?"

"Yan" had a flash of embarrassment in his eyes, but he still told the truth: "This plague gourd seems to be a little strange, and I can't refine it for a while."

"What should I do?"

There was no emotion in Lu Qing's words.

But "Yan" felt inexplicably tight in his heart.

It thought for a while and said: "My true spirit has not fully recovered, and I can't use much power. In a short time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with this plague gourd. I need your help."

"Okay!" Lu Qing agreed immediately after hearing it, "I will use the formation in this cave to help you refine this old ghost to death!"

As soon as the voice fell, "Yan" felt a powerful formation power, blessing on the Lihuo Ding.

At the same time, the majestic spiritual energy poured into the Ding.

It suddenly became spirited, and swallowed all the spiritual energy without hesitation.

The next moment, the body in the spiritual weapon space suddenly swelled.

It swallowed the plague gourd in one gulp, and its body swirled up, and endless firepower penetrated into the plague gourd.

The old man hiding in the depths of the gourd was secretly happy that "Yan" could not do anything to him.

But he never thought that the breath of "Yan" would suddenly surge more than ten times.

His eyes suddenly widened, revealing an unbelievable look: "How is this possible!"

At the same time, his mind turned rapidly, and he used the remaining spiritual power to urge the power of the plague gourd to resist.

However, all this was in vain, and he saw that under the extreme refining of "Yan".

The white flame continued to penetrate into the interior of the plague gourd.

The restrictions that the old man had painstakingly refined in the gourd were destroyed layer by layer, and the gray plague gas was completely burned, spreading to the depths of the gourd bit by bit.

No matter how hard the old man of plague tried, he couldn't stop it.

"No!"

Looking at the white flames constantly eroding the space where his true spirit was hiding, the old man of plague showed a look of horror.

His soul suddenly made a violent wave: "Young Master, I surrender, I am willing to let go of my true spirit and submit to you!"

The white flame that was about to burn the true spirit of the old man of plague stopped instantly.

"Yan" also looked up at the sky above his head.

The old man of plague breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, Lu Qing's cold voice came down from above: "It's too late, old ghost of plague, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, 'Yan', refine him for me!"

This sentence not only made "Yan" stunned, but also made the old man of plague terrified.

He shouted immediately: "Master, it was all a misunderstanding before. I was a bad mouth. I shouldn't have provoked you like that.

I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time.

In the future, I will do my best for you and serve you like a dog and a horse!"

In order to survive, the old man of plague didn't even care about his face. He directly called Lu Qing the master and called himself the old slave.

His humble and flattering attitude made "Yan" stunned.

It knew that these people in the magic world have always been cunning and despicable.

But it didn't expect that a former great monk of the Yuanshen could be so shameless in order to survive.

However, what "Yan" didn't expect was.

Faced with the humble attitude of the old ghost of plague begging for mercy, Lu Qing still didn't show any mercy.

Just said coldly: "'Yan', didn't you hear what I said? Refine him!"

Hearing Lu Qing's tone, it became more serious.

"Yan" understood that this guy really wanted to refine the old plague ghost to death.

Instead of just scaring him and making him surrender.

Feeling the dissatisfaction in Lu Qing's tone, "Yan" did not dare to neglect it, and immediately urged the flames again, spreading to the old plague man.

"No! Don't!"

The old plague man didn't expect that Lu Qing would refine him to death even though he had put his attitude so low.

Hurry up and shout: "Master, the old slave really knows that he is wrong. Please give the old slave another chance to become your most loyal servant!

And if you refine me to death, the grade of the plague gourd will also drop and become a treasure.

This is a great loss for you, the master, and I hope the master will think twice!"

Unfortunately, his plea for mercy did not get any response from Lu Qing.

In Lu Qing's silence, "Yan" urged the white flame and finally broke through the space where the old man of plague was hiding.

Seeing the white flame with a terrible breath approaching his true spirit inch by inch.

The old man of plague finally despaired.

He showed a crazy look on his face.

"Little beast, you want me to die, then let's die together!"

After saying that, his mind was running at a very fast speed, wanting to detonate the core restriction in the plague gourd, self-destruct the spiritual weapon, and die with Lu Qing.

However, when his mind penetrated into the core restriction, he found that he could no longer activate the power of the plague gourd.

"Want to self-destruct?"

The grand voice of "Yan" spread into the depths of the gourd.

"Old Plague Ghost, if you had detonated the restriction at the beginning, I might not have been able to stop you.

But you are too afraid of death, and my flames are almost refining you to death, so you want to self-destruct.

Do you really think my power is just for show? Die!"

As he spoke, many white flames that invaded the depths of the gourd rushed towards the true spirit of the old Plague Ghost.

"No!!!"

The old Plague Ghost, whose true spirit was already weak, could not withstand the burning of such terrible flames containing a trace of rule power.

He did not even have the strength to resist, and was instantly incinerated and completely burned into nothingness.

After refining the true spirit of the old Plague Ghost to death, "Yan" immediately spit out the Plague Gourd from his abdomen and took back all the flames.

Without the restriction presided over by the spirit of the weapon, the grade of the Plague Gourd dropped.

If it does not take back its power, this spiritual weapon will be completely destroyed.

Lu Qing's figure appeared in the spiritual weapon space again.

"Young Master, this is the gourd spiritual weapon left by the old plague ghost."

"Yan" handed the plague gourd in his hand to Lu Qing.

He even changed his address and no longer called Lu Qing "boy".

Lu Qing took the gourd. At this time, the plague gourd was no longer half a person's height, but became the size of a palm, and could be held with just one hand.

"Young Master, this gourd seems a little strange. Even my flame can't do anything to it for a while. I'm afraid there is another mystery."