Unfortunately, everything backfired. Qingyun's calculation was indeed very good, but he still underestimated Pan Lingzhuo, or he underestimated the Yufeng monk himself!
There is also a prerequisite for the victory of the brave, that is, the gap between the enemy and ourselves is not too big. As a great monk in the wind control realm, how can Pan Lingzhuo be compared to an insignificant ant like Qingyun?
Not to mention Gu Yun Gai Ri, even if he mastered the entire set of palm skills and used the last move of Eight Styles to Pierce the Cloud, he would turn into a ridiculous clown in the face of absolute strength.
Pan Lingzhuo was indeed afraid, but what he feared was the punishment of immortality, not Qingyun himself. Even if the King of Heaven came today, he would keep this son completely!
So the ending...
Phew~
He saw Pan Lingzhuo pointing his fingers together into a sword, pointing out his two fingers, and instantly pierced Qingyun's entire right palm with the immortal punishment. Then his boundless and vast spiritual power followed the meridians, shaking Qingyun's entire right arm. It's broken into pieces.
It seemed that no hair was damaged, but the muscles and bones inside had turned into flesh, and then blood mixed with internal organs fragments spurted out from Qingyun's mouth like it was free.
Seeing that the weird gauntlet was easily defeated by him, and he didn't feel any injury or madness, Pan Lingzhuo's confidence suddenly surged. At the same time, he grabbed Qingyun's right arm with only a layer of skin left, and the confident smile returned to his face.
"The firefly dares to compete with the bright moon. Let me see where you go..."
It's just that before he could finish all his lies, Pan Lingzhuo's wanton smile suddenly solidified!
Because at this time, Qingyun no longer spurted blood, but was staring at him coldly. The strange combination of cruelty and coldness in his bright red eyes made Pan Lingzhuo's uneasy heart beat crazily.
"what happened?"
Under Pan Lingzhuo's helpless gaze, Qingyun did not hesitate at all and hit his right shoulder with the palm of his remaining left hand!
In the blink of an eye, his right arm was completely broken off!
"Well!"
The severe pain made his already evil appearance become even more distorted, and what made Pan Lingzhuo even more frightened was yet to come!
The scales on this severed arm suddenly stood up one after another, rippling toward him like ripples, and quickly wrapped around his palm. The vicious evil thoughts made Pan Lingzhuo dizzy in an instant.
The opportunity was fleeting, and while the opponent was heartbroken, Qingyun ignored his broken arm and used his last strength to jump into the crack in space.
"No!!!"
Now that they have broken their relationship, Pan Lingzhuo cannot let Qingyun escape no matter what, otherwise once they return to Zhijing Cave, the Pan family will probably face Fei Lao's wrath.
Gritting his teeth, Pan Lingzhuo made a difficult decision.
Pointing their fingers together into a sword, Pan Lingzhuo imitated Qingyun's example and without any explanation, cut off his left palm with the spiritual light from his fingertips!
"My lifespan is still very long, and there is no chance that I will break through to the spirit-returning realm. It will be better to regenerate my severed hand then than to be driven crazy by this evil force."
The wind-controlling monk's speed was really extremely fast. He had just cut off his left hand, which was covered by the immortal punishment, and not even a lot of blood had flowed out from the broken wrist.
But in less than half a breath, Pan Lingzhuo actually took out a few spiritual jade from nowhere, completed several seals with one hand, and turned his severed palm and immortal punishment into a small light arrow. !
"Junior suffers death!"
He could sense that the spatial fluctuations on the black gauntlet had the same origin as the spatial cracks caused by Qingyun. As long as the cracks were not completely closed, he would be teleported to the ends of the earth, and his broken palm could also track the opponent and kill him. A hundred times!
Sure enough, when the crack closed to only half a finger's width, the light arrow swished into it, making Pan Lingzhuo's hanging heart finally relax.
A few breaths later, a painful wail reached Pan Lingzhuo's ears from the hair-thin tear, and his panic-stricken mind was completely put to rest.
"Huh~"
Pan Lingzhuo took a long breath, and only then did Pan Lingzhuo clearly feel the heartbreaking pain coming from the broken left wrist. The blood had already wet his luxurious robes.
"Hey, it is the sword of destiny after all. I hope this kid's death will not have a big impact on Zang Feng's spirituality."
All of this happened so fast that the aperture formed by the moving sapphire shadow was still shining brightly. Pan Lingzhuo, who had stopped being injured, suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of frustration and decadence.
"Three or two juniors actually made me so embarrassed. Not only did I lose a lot of living puppets, but now I have a broken arm. If I go back, won't I have to have my big teeth removed?"
Of course, what he is more emotional about is the growing strength of the younger generation in Kyushu.
Although Dai Lin'er and Qingyun both used external forces, it is an indisputable fact that they were injured and suffered losses. The world of cultivation has always been about the weak and the strong. In the face of failure and death, all excuses are synonymous with paleness and weakness.
"How many years have passed? It's time to suggest that the head of the family should let the young people in the family go to Kyushu to experience and practice, or go directly to the family to make trouble. The flowers in the greenhouse will never survive the wind and rain..."
Before he could feel relieved, Brother Pan felt a sense of alarm in his heart for no apparent reason.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Before he could figure it out, the Jinna Ring in his right hand suddenly trembled violently, and then with a bang, the exquisite and clear jade ring exploded!
It even blew up a few more of Pan Lingzhuo's remaining fingers, and then a bright jade box floated in front of him without any warning!
In the space crack.
This is not the first time Qingyun has stepped into this kind of space tunnel built with evil energy, or blood evil karma.
But this time it is even more different from the tunnel opened by Zang Feng when he returned to Yiren Mountain. Even the tunnel opened for him by the Immortal Punishment cannot be called a tunnel.
Because there are no barriers at all, it is completely suspended in the boundless void.
Unknown lights of various colors are dazzling like exotic flowers and grasses, and the torrent of spiritual power also collides with the space wave after wave, creating powerful vibrations.
This invisible and intangible vibration seems to be destroying countless suns and moons every moment, and at the same time, it also causes all kinds of dust to re-condensate into new stars.
Without the shackles of heaven and earth, without the shackles of time and space, it is like returning to the embrace of the mother's body, showing the most primitive form of life, or reaching the other shore, knowing all things with one thought.
Of course, the young man cannot understand such a mysterious state and wonder at the moment, because the arrow of light transformed from Pan Lingzhuo's severed hand hit his back with a solid palm.
Pass through the chest!
Yes, it punched a huge bloody hole in his chest. Even before he fell into coma, Qingyun used his last strength to see the flickering starlight behind him from his chest!
"You're dead this time."
Several very realistic characters were repeated in his mind, and he finally gradually lost consciousness while vomiting blood.
Fortunately, the power of Pan Lingzhuo's severed hand was limited, and the young master's physical strength was too strong. The light arrow only pierced through the chest. Otherwise, if this person had used his full palm, it would have been as easy as picking up an object from a bag to blow up Qingyun. .
And the strange thing is that the golden broken palm did not fly towards the endless void. Instead, it turned the gun head before flying very far, and in the blink of an eye it floated on Qingyun's unconscious body. .
Immediately afterwards, the brilliance quickly restrained itself, revealing a dark ball, which turned out to be the strange immortal punishment!
At this time, the surface of the black ball was rolling like boiling water, and then a gap opened, and large balls of bright red flesh fell directly into Qingyun's empty chest and abdomen.
The flesh and blood was minced so thin that it was impossible to tell whether it came from Qingyun's right arm or Pan Lingzhuo's severed palm. However, at this time, the huge hollow in Qingyun's chest and abdomen slowly glowed with a sticky red light.
Immortal true spirit!
Qingyun, who is a fellow practitioner of both the current Tao and the previous life, perfectly combines spirit and body. It can be said that he has no so-called Yuan Shen at all, but his entire body is filled with "Yuan Shen" replaced by the immortal true spirit!
It was the immortal true spirit cultivated with the essence and blood of Qilin that helped Qingyun survive the first hurdle of the Yuan Hua Realm to condense the soul's afterbirth, and at the same time push the body's self-healing ability to a new peak.
At this time, the red light of the immortal spirit repeatedly swam in the chest wound, like a bloody mouth, devouring the fallen flesh and blood hungrily.
Because what Qingyun needs most right now is vitality represented by fresh flesh and blood!
It's just that Qingyun is still too weak after all, far less than the true spiritual unicorn back then. He can be reborn with just a drop of essence and blood, but he just lacks the organs in his chest, and his whole person has fallen into a deep dormancy to reduce consumption. Maximize recovery from injuries.
Of course, if an average person suffered such an injury, they would definitely be reimbursed on the spot.
Because the injury was so serious, Qingyun fainted on the spot. Without conscious control, the immortal spirit in his body could only rely on instinct to devour the minced meat crazily.
However, it did not discover that there were actually traces of black veins hidden in these flesh and blood essences, and the black balls transformed by the immortal punishment were getting smaller and smaller.
In the end, when the black ball disappeared, Qingyun's right arm had regenerated, and almost all the internal organs in his chest and abdomen had grown back, which shows how vast the vitality and spiritual power of the wind-controlling monks is.
But as time went by, Qingyun's self-healing speed became slower and slower. There were still large areas of deficiencies in the bones of the chest and the flesh on the surface. Even if they grew out, they would be shaken away by Pan Lingzhuo's residual spiritual power in his body, making him stubborn and difficult to deal with. .
Fortunately, now that he is hiding in the endless void, it is impossible for the enemy to find him. Qingyun has plenty of time to wait until his body fully recovers.
Unfortunately, gradually, his new internal organs were covered with black lines like a labyrinth of anthills.
These lines seemed to have the ability to reproduce. Centered on his internal organs, they spread crazily to his limbs and veins, and soon covered Qingyun's entire body.
The outside of the skin was a little better, especially where the chest was exposed. You could even see that the surface of the ribs was densely covered with black lines, which was extremely scary.
