Chapter 66: The Battle, Misunderstanding

"Fellow Daoist Zhong? Old friend?"

Zhong Yuan naturally knew that the person who spoke was the Red-haired Ancestor, but the title of Red-haired Ancestor really made him a little confused.

He said he was willing to show his good intentions. The behavior of collecting Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma just now was obviously pulling his back. If he hadn't been there, he would have been much easier. At least, he would not rely on "hand-to-hand combat" as he is now! However, it is not right to say that he has ulterior motives, because Zhong Yuan did not hear any sarcastic charm from it.

A dignified earth immortal, if it makes a mistake in this little thing, it will be a joke!

Confusion is the most true portrayal of Zhong Yuan’s heart at this moment.

However, since the Red-Haired Ancestor spoke, Zhong Yuan naturally had to respond! To be honest, although he has lost a lot of strength now, he is not afraid of turning against the Red-Haired Ancestor with the benefits of Earth Fire and Magma. After a little thought, Zhong Yuan decided to go out and meet the Red-Haired Ancestor for a while. What does he mean?

But it is possible that Zhong Yuan does not want to be in opposition to the Red Muling lineage. After all, the fact that he can reach this day and achieve immortality is given by Red Muling.

The body of the Qinglong Yuanshen, which was covered with bruises, scattered and dispersed, becoming a green rainbow. Then, it changed again and turned into the Qinglong Yuanshen again. The injuries on the body were gone, as if there was no injury at all.

This method is the unique ability of the second Yuanshen method. It is both the physical body and the Yuanshen. The two are completely integrated and can truly achieve complete rainbow transformation and then reorganize. In this way, even if there is a heavy injury, as long as the natal energy is not exhausted, it can be quickly restored. The rainbow transformation of ordinary earth immortals is only the result of the manifestation of magic power in the body. If the physical body is damaged, it must be treated.

Such magical powers naturally come at no cost. They consume a lot of energy on the natal life. The earth immortal is powerful and it is also very difficult to accumulate the energy in the body. After a war, it is normal to cultivate for several years or even decades to recover.

It is precisely because of this that the earthly immortals usually rarely fight, which is too much of a loss! Zhong Yuan estimated that if he wanted to make up for the energy he lost in this tribulation, it would take at least three to five years to practice.

The Qinglong Yuanshen, whose injuries were completely restored, changed into Zhong Yuan's appearance. With a wave of his hand, a green light enveloped Zhong Yuan's original deity and firmly protected him. Then, he reached out and pointed to the earth's fire magma, and the huge fire formed a cloud of black and red mixed colors, rising slowly.

As soon as Zhong Yuan flew out of the crater, the red-haired ancestor swung his sleeves, and a three-foot-long, silky-like blood light shot out directly and came towards him.

As the saying goes: You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful of others!

Zhong Yuan was a cautious person, so he would naturally be wary of it. As soon as the blood light appeared, Zhong Yuan pointed out, and a single light of the same red light as the thickness of his fingers was shot out, and towards the blood light.

Before the two touched each other, the blood light changed, one transformed two, two transformed four, four transformed eight,... In just a moment, thousands of blood lights flew across the sky and strangled towards Zhong Yuan.

This blood light is obviously the Demon-turning Divine Sword, which the Red-haired Ancestor claims to be the most treasure in his life! Facing this treasure, Zhong Yuan did not dare to neglect it. At that time, he opened his mouth and spit out the inner elixir that had been refined for hundreds of years, hanging above his head, bright red, like the sun, radiating thousands of rays of light.

This light is not released by ordinary elixir fire power, but by the natal elixir.

If a monk uses magic weapons as the strongest combat power, then the monster is the elixir. The accumulation of elixir of monsters is more difficult than refining magic weapons. Therefore, once it is cultivated, it will be spiritually changed, just like an arm and finger. When practicing to a high level, you can still rely on your mind and force, and people from thousands of miles away can kill enemies.

The elixir of the Elephant Dragon is condensed by the purest earth fire power. It is not only extremely sharp, but also contains powerful flame power. It can be said that each elixir is equivalent to a powerful fire-type flying sword. Therefore, Zhong Yuan was not afraid to meet him head-on.

In the void, thousands of red lights radiated and collided, shattering and turning into infinite rain of light, sprinkling colorfully.

Zhong Yuan did not dare to take it lightly because he knew very well that the differentiated sword light would be shattered by the condensation of the Yuanli, but the original body of the Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Sword did not, so he paid attention to it carefully.

Sure enough, the light of the void was not shattered, and a blood light quickly expanded. In an instant, it turned into a huge sword light about a hundred feet long and several feet wide, slashing down.

Zhong Yuan did not give in at all. A huge red elixir energy was also shot out from the inner elixir above his head, which collided with him like a dragon.

At that time, a shocking sound was heard, and the invisible roaring thunder turned into substantial ripples, rippling in all directions. Fortunately, there was a void there, otherwise, it would be a mess.

In the colorful blood rain, the huge blood knife turned into three feet in size again, flew backwards, and was re-entered by the red-haired ancestor in the sleeves. Zhong Yuan's fiery elixir was also re-contained.

Seeing that the Red-haired Ancestor had no intention of continuing to attack, Zhong Yuan did not fight back, but the inner elixir was still hanging above his head and was not taken back.

"The Red-haired Patriarch, the disciples who have achieved success in their practice should be a happy thing for the sect. As the sect leader, it would be fine if you don't help, but instead you are taking advantage of the injustice. Could it be that it is because of jealousy?" Zhong Yuan originally wanted to talk to the Red-haired Patriarch for a good time, but he didn't expect that when he came out, he naturally felt angry in his heart, so he could not help but feel a little ridiculed in his words.

"Ancestor? Hum--" The red-haired ancestor snorted coldly, "Do you still want to hide it in front of me by my old friend? I don't believe that you are a bald donkey!"

He is an old friend again! But this time, Zhong Yuan felt a little different. There was also a bald donkey, and it was all about what it was, and the bull head was not right. After hearing this, Zhong Yuan became even more confused. The original anger in his heart ran out of the sky.
Chapter completed!