Chapter Thirteen
Facing the nine fairy lotuses flying towards him, Kazuya suppressed his smile, looked solemn and sincere, and punched out every time he took a step forward. His footwork was like strolling in a courtyard, but his punching intention was extremely dull, half a point.
There is no momentum. However, it seems that all the care and attention he has cultivated for thousands of years are integrated into each step and punch.
Lifting a hundred feet into the air with one step, shattering the fairy lotus with one punch!
Take seven steps forward and smash seven purple lotuses! Every time the purple lotus reaches a few feet in front of his fist, it will be annihilated silently, as if it has never appeared. And when each purple lotus is destroyed, there is a vast
The Tianhe Wasteland will have many cracks. When the seven purple lotuses burst, the entire wasteland will be riddled with holes, revealing the spots of Qingcheng Mountain.
Seeing that there were only two purple lotuses left, a sneer appeared on Yinfeng's lips, and he raised his hand to point to the sky! In an instant, Yinfeng seemed to turn into a god thousands of feet high, raising his hand to break the sky and stamping his feet to crack the earth!
Although Yinfeng's figure did not change at all, he pointed towards the sky and opened a hole in the vast sky. In an instant, endless purple fire thunder poured down like a river from the sky! This area is dozens of miles in diameter.
When the sky thunder barely fell to the ground, it seemed to be stopped by Yin Feng with its own strength. It was allowed to roar and clash, but it could not escape. It could only gather towards Yin Feng's fingertips and turn into a thunder bead that was much larger than an inch!
Concentrating on it, he slowly punched out the eighth punch, as if he didn't see the thunder beads formed by thousands of sky thunders on Yin Feng's fingertips.
However, the moment the fist invaded the purple lotus, his indifferent expression suddenly broke. He smiled bitterly and sighed softly: "It turns out that I still can't let go, so that's it..."
The eighth purple lotus was annihilated, the Tianhe River was uncertain, and the wilderness was shattered and crumbling. Step forward again and again, and throw out the ninth punch!
However, the landing point of the ninth step was not in front of Yinfeng, but back outside Qingxu Palace. The direction of the ninth fist was not the last purple lotus, but towards Xu Xuan, who was surrounded by clouds and clouds and danced in the distance.
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Zhang Yinyin let out a sharp roar, leaped into the air, and moved thirty feet across the air like lightning, heading straight towards Xuxuan! In an instant, many Taoist priests in Qingxu Palace felt their eyes blurred, as if they saw the afterimage of a huge fox following them.
Zhang Yin Yin jumped up. If it weren't for a life and death fight, the group of Taoists would sincerely admire Zhang Yin Yin. At such a young age, Zhang Yin Yin has actually cultivated to the point where his spiritual consciousness can be externalized and his body can be revealed. Even among those who practice Taoism, he is one of the best.
No talent at all. It's a pity that such a piece of good material and quality will be destroyed here today.
And at the place where Zhang Yin Yin jumped up, the three Qingxu Palace Taoist priests who had been attacking her at close range staggered, as if they were drunk, and fell to the ground one after another. They saw blood gushing out from under their bodies like hot springs, but they didn't know it.
Where is the injury?
Zhang Yin Yin's black dress was in tatters, but what was exposed under the clothes was not jade-like skin, but bloody wounds! Her hands and forearms were covered with dripping blood and minced meat, which were not those of the enemy.
How much is her own.
And when she jumped in the air, the clothes around her back were suddenly in tatters, and a golden ring shining with colorful brilliance flew up in the air. This golden ring was carried by the wind and thunder, and it came very fast. It was obvious that the person who created the magic weapon was very skilled in cultivation.
, is by no means comparable to those who have just entered the Shangqing Dynasty. However, Zhang Yin Yin has spent all his remaining strength on flying in the air. He no longer has the strength to dodge and move, and can only let the golden ring hit his back.
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The golden ring broke through the soft skin and continued to penetrate deeper. Only the sound of cracking bones was heard. The bones on Zhang Yinyin's back were broken into countless pieces!
After the golden ring was more than half submerged, it finally stopped moving forward. Although Zhang Yinyin's strength remained unabated, everyone knew that she was at the end of her strength.
At this moment, the glow around Xu Xuan's body is surging, the fairy music is faint, countless petals are falling in the air, and two white cranes are flying around the head. There are many knowledgeable people watching the battle, knowing that these are not real objects, but the time when Taoism is activated.
The generated vision. How the vision is, you can know the state of the human mind. Although Xu Xuan's Taoist method has not yet been used, this immortal style of Taoism has already impressed countless guests who lingered in Qingcheng Mountain.
Seeing Zhang Yin Yin rushing towards him across the air, Xu Xuan Zhengrong scolded: "Monster! You really don't know how to live or die!"
He waved his whisk, and heard the sound of thunder. Hundreds of green wood lightning surged out, forming a ferocious thunder dragon with beards and claws in the air, facing Zhang Yin Yin.
As soon as the thunder dragon appeared, all the guests praised it again. This dragon is infinitely powerful and has both form and spirit. It is really the pinnacle of Taoism. Zhang Yin Yinxiu said that he was covered in blood at this moment, and even if the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, he was unscathed.
If you encounter this dragon, you have to stay away. If you resist it face to face, it will only turn into dust!
Zhang Yin Yin was excited by the thunder, and her hair was dancing wildly. She closed her eyes and no longer looked at the ferocious thunder dragon rushing towards her. She only relied on instinct, exhausted her last true energy, and headed towards Xu Xuan.
When he swung out a claw, the weak claw energy, even if Xu Xuan completely moved his true energy to protect his body, could just cut through the skin and see the flesh, and it was far from fatal.
She also knew that this would not hurt Xu Xuan at all. In fact, since the attack, Zhang Yin Yin has been besieged by the Qingxu Palace and had no chance to touch Xu Xuan's finger. The blow she made before she died was just for
Just the last bit of dignity.
The moment her eyes were closed, Zhang Yinyin suddenly felt herself flying up, flying even more fiercely than she had just pounced across the sky! She opened her eyes in shock, only to realize that she had flown dozens of feet high, and her body was being softened.
She was supported by her strength, with no intention of falling. The force was like spring breeze and rain, seeping into her bones and skin, rekindling the vitality like a candle in the wind.
In the position where she was just now, Yi Zheng struck out his last punch!
In front of Yi's fist, the arrogant Thunder Dragon was annihilated silently, not even a roar or a roar was left. However, with this ninth punch, how could Yi be satisfied with a small Thunder Dragon?
This punch has not completely cast out the force, it is directly attacking Xu Xuan!
Then the fairy music suddenly stopped, and the falling petals seemed to have been hit by the strong wind. They had gone somewhere long ago. The two white cranes flying around Xu Xuan's head even had their wings broken, and in the blink of an eye, their true colors were revealed: they were just nothing.
It's just two balls of water vapor.
Xu Xuan's beard and hair moved automatically without wind, his Taoist robes were torn in pieces, and the whisk in his hand turned into a bald handle.
And this is just the first punch, the ninth punch has not yet come!
This punch is not fast, but at this moment, anyone on Qingcheng Mountain can move, except Xu Xuan, who can only rely on decades of hard training to fight for the last punch!
Xu Xuan understood in his heart that at this time, Yi had merged with the heaven and earth, and his fist had the power to move mountains and fill seas. His Taoist realm might only be one or two steps lower than Yi, but the gap between these two levels was
It's a huge difference! Xu Xuan's current hard fight is no different from Zhang Yin Yin's last blow, both are just for the final dignity.
At this moment, Xiedu suddenly shouted "Senior brother, hide!", and he actually used his technique to block Yi's punch with his body!
A sneer, just a waste of time, but you want to block your last punch? The mantis is like a chariot!
A hundred feet ahead, many cracks suddenly appeared, just like a bronze mirror being broken. The cracks were crisscrossed and spread directly from Xudu's body. Not only did they crawl onto several Taoist priests and boys from Qingxu Palace, but also dozens of them.
Guests from various factions who were watching the battle were also involved. Even Xu Xuan's Taoist robe slowly appeared several cracks.
Xiedu tried his best to block, but was in vain. In his feeling, he was still a complete person, but in the eyes of others, as the cracks widened, his entire body had been divided into more than ten segments.
, were sucked into the cracks respectively. When his head was sucked in, Xudu still looked confused and didn't understand what happened. Some of the guests who were involved were a step too slow, and some of them screamed, but when this strange scene happened, who
If you dare to help, even the closest disciples are turning around and running away, how can you care about saving people?
However, the crack climbed onto Xu Xuan's Taoist robe and stopped progressing. Xu Xuan's eyes were lowered, two long white air spurted out from his nose, and three wisps of light golden air rushed up from the top of his head. In an instant, he was already there.
Tried my best!
At this moment, I heard a loud thunderclap, which shocked everyone's ears into deathly silence! Then I saw purple lightning across the sky, the sky was broken, and a bowl of big purple lotus came through the sky, leaving a faint fairy cloud in the sky.
, it was already submerged in Yi’s back in an instant!
This is the ninth fairy lotus of Yinfeng.
As soon as the purple lotus emerged, all the colors of the sky and the earth were captured by it, and even Yi's body became a little blurry, as if it was shrouded in light clouds and mist. The dense cracks in the sky also disappeared completely.
With a wry smile, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of deep blue mist!
Zhang Yin Yin saw clearly in the air and shouted! Although she was not a demon, she had studied with Su Su for a long time, so she naturally knew what was being sprayed out. It was the soul energy that he had condensed for thousands of years!
The purple lightning in the sky became more and more intense, crisscrossing everywhere, turning half the sky purple, and thunderbolts rolled down one after another. For a moment, everyone had the illusion that the sky was shattering!
Among the endless thunder clouds and thunderbolts, three lotuses slowly fell, spinning endlessly, singing windbreaker belts flying, with faces as cold as frost, stepping on the lotus flowers!
The guests on Qingcheng Mountain were in an uproar, and someone shouted in a trembling voice: "This is a true immortal! A true immortal! A true immortal has descended to earth!"
Suddenly, countless people knelt on the ground in darkness, raising their hands to the True Immortal, begging the Immortal to show mercy and guide them. Even if they could not ascend with the True Immortal, they could gain hundreds of years of cultivation and obtain hundreds of elixirs.
Or it would be good to at least reward him with a dozen or so immortal weapons.
At this time, Yi's body became more and more blurry, and even his features were somewhat unclear. He looked at Xu Xuan who had escaped, shook his head, turned around and appeared next to Zhang Yin Yin, and said with a smile: "I'll take you there.
It’s a safe place. Remember, you can’t risk your life casually in the future. If you die this time, you will really have nothing.”
Holding her hands empty, Zhang Yinyin flew into the distance as fast as lightning. She stared at the blurry figure, finally bursting into tears, and shouted from a distance: "What about you?"
Yi smiled and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Me? I have left a ray of soul consciousness, so I have to see my master for the last time and apologize to him. Alas, you fox...
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After he finished speaking, a wisp of green energy seeped out from between his brows, transformed into a human form, and flew away towards the endless sea.
And as he stood on the edge of the cliff, he slowly leaned forward and finally fell into the endless abyss shrouded in clouds and mist...
The green hills are old, the rain has just stopped, the people have gone, but I still care about you!
Yin Feng had already fallen to a height of 100 feet. He sneered and said solemnly: "Ignorant evildoer! Do you still think you can escape from my grasp? Today I will let you know what it means to eliminate evil!"
Yin Feng held the sky thunder in his palm, raised his hand and pointed, and several thunder fires separated from the thunder beads, chasing Zhang Yin Yin in the direction he left. He also urged the three purple lotus flowers under his feet, which shot through the air like lightning, towards a direction.
The remnant soul chases after him!
When a true immortal comes into the world, the wind and clouds will stir, and the rain will come! The wind chases it, and it has traveled hundreds of miles in an instant. Along the way, purple lightning and thunder will fall, and where it falls, mountains will collapse and rocks will crack, and rivers will hang upside down.
I don’t know how many birds and beasts suffered great disasters.
Chapter completed!