"Airbender!"
On the shore of the secret valley lake, the blood dragon soared with great strength, and the golden ape roared with force like thunder.
Only one of the six or seven Ten Thousand Masters came face-to-face, and he was whipped away by the blood dragon and knocked back by the golden ape.
The surrounding Linghe Fort masters were all startled, with looks of shock and surprise in their eyes!
In modern and ancient times, no one understands the mystery of Qi channel cultivation better than Linghebao.
It is now widely rumored that the Qi lineage inheritance in the world came from the hands of Xie Yanke, a martial sage from the Han Kingdom of the Seven Kingdoms in the troubled times. The techniques are incomplete and only rely on luck, not the method of nourishing the energy.
The higher the realm, the greater the loss of vitality of the five internal organs.
The nine realms of Qi are: Nourishing Qi, Luck, Qi Hai, Forging Qi, Wild Qi, Soldier Qi, Xiang Qi, Transforming Qi, and Qi Sect!
Even if a martial artist in the Divine Transformation Realm is filled with vitality of the five internal organs like the sea, if he practices incomplete Qi inheritance, he can only cultivate to the Qi Transformation Realm at best, and then the vitality of the five internal organs will be exhausted, and he will die.
Only Linghe Fort masters the complete inheritance of Qi Meridian Cultivation.
However, due to the short period of practice, the current highest state is only at the late stage of Xiangqi.
But the blood dragon and golden ape that appeared in front of them at this moment had lifelike expressions, and there was a ray of wisdom in their eyes, which clearly contained their true meaning.
Among the nine realms of Qi Meridian, only Qi Sect can condense the true meaning and give birth to a true Qi clone!
"No, if it's an airbender, how can the air beast clone be so weak?"
A martial artist in the Spiritual Martial Realm of Linghe Castle suddenly shouted. He was surrounded by true energy, and he was also practicing both qi and martial arts.
"Could it be Jiang Li? But rumors say that Marquis Wu destroyed his Qi veins outside Shengjing City. Even if Jiang Li gets a great opportunity to repair his body and practice again, he will never reach such a state!"
Another Yiwu realm martial artist also said.
The situation was unclear, so everyone retreated cautiously, focusing their attention on the depths of the lake shore.
"Linghe Fort is one of the ten largest sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Is this how it bullies the minority and is afraid of others?"
Deep in the dense forest, Jiang Li wore a green shirt and walked out slowly. His aura was restrained and his blood was dormant, as if he was just a young Confucian scholar traveling far away to enjoy the scenery.
But when it fell into the eyes of dozens of Linghe Castle Yiwu Realm junior masters and Ten Thousand Fu Realm masters, it was filled with a dangerous aura.
With their eyesight, they couldn't see anything about the young man.
"You control the Mo family woman, and the rest of us deal with Jiang Li together. This kid is very weird, and he may have some secrets hidden in him!"
"The inheritance of the legacy of the former Qin Dynasty is not trivial. It once ranked first among the seven countries. If we can get some secrets from him, it will be no worse than the Qi inheritance we have!"
The leading Yiwu realm young master only paused for a moment and then jumped out again. The shadows on the lake shore flickered and the air flow rolled.
The arms of a martial artist in the Ten Thousand Realm Realm have a strength of more than five thousand kilograms, and their blood is so strong that they are as powerful as ancient giant beasts.
It suddenly exploded, like humanoid demons, and the surrounding air exploded with bang bang. The power of a punch was enough to break a giant elephant-like boulder.
In the Yiwu realm, he is known as a little master. His physical strength is more powerful, and he has also condensed his own martial arts artistic conception.
The spirit is integrated into the body, and the attack is accompanied by the influence of spiritual will, forming various spiritual conceptions.
Even if a martial artist below the Xiantian realm only takes a glance at it from a distance, he will instantly fall into it and lose all ability and consciousness to resist.
Lin Qingmu was completely unqualified to participate in a martial arts attack of this level.
Even the aura gathered from a martial artist in the Ten Thousand Realm realm could cause her to collapse mentally and stop her breathing.
Before leaving the Zhenwei Escort Bureau, the giant warriors were all high and unreachable, but at this moment, none of the cloaked men who appeared in the lake valley were lower than Xiantian!
As the layers of power piled up, she could only retreat far away, feeling an uncontrollable feeling of powerlessness rising in her heart.
Low-level warriors and high-level warriors are like existences in two completely different dimensions.
A look from a martial artist at the Ten Thousand Realm Realm can make a martial artist at the Tai Chi Realm kneel down and tremble.
"Flying sand and moving rocks!"
Seeing dozens of Linghe Fort masters approaching, Jiang Li also felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.
The power of the Tiangang supernatural power is closely related to the realm of his martial, qi, and dao veins, and is also determined by the depth of Yuan Qi in his body.
In the month after entering the secret valley, his martial, qi, and Tao realms improved rapidly, and his strength skyrocketed every day.
Even he himself doesn't know how much strength he has accumulated now.
Jiang Li held his right hand, and a violent hurricane suddenly rose on the edge of the lake shore. In an instant, the sky darkened and the ground darkened, the mountains shook and the ground shook, and the lake water flowed backwards. The entire Secret Valley lake shore seemed to be in the end of the world.
The entire lakeshore, along with most of the lake, was enveloped by the raging hurricane.
In the wind column, the sand grains flew with the wind and could easily penetrate three layers of ordinary iron armor. They hit the skin of the Linghe Fort master with crackling crackles and made countless dense blood marks and small pits, covering the sky and covering the ground, leaving nothing to hide. .
There was almost no trace of intact skin on the body of the Ten Thousand-Fu Realm martial artist in the hurricane, and his body was completely covered almost the moment his magical power was activated.
The skin was damaged, and the flesh and blood underneath was even more fragile. It was taken away one after another by the attack and impact of countless sand grains.
Many Wanfu realm warriors gritted their teeth and waved their fists, trying to use their physical strength to stir up the airflow, slow down and fight against the flying sand and rocks, but with little success.
Moreover, every time Yun Li moves his fists and arms, the blood in the body will flow faster, spraying and spraying from the damaged areas of the skin, like mist.
Within a dozen breaths, Wu Fu's blood dried up, he lost all his strength, and was completely submerged by flying sand and rocks, turning into white bones.
The warrior's Qi and blood in the Yiwu realm are strong and surging, swirling around the whole body, which can greatly reduce the invasion of flying sand and rocks, and the martial arts artistic conception can be released with the fist, forming a short-term isolation space.
But even so, it was still difficult.
There was flying sand and smoke all around, making it impossible to see anything. They were trapped in it, with no possibility of escaping.
"What kind of method is this? It is neither Qi vein nor Taoist magic, but it has the huge power to control air flow, sand and stone!"
Shangguan Qingyan retreated to the corner and looked at the huge thing covering half of the secret valley, feeling a deep fear of nature and unknown power in her heart.
She could clearly remember that she was also enveloped by this kind of hurricane when she was chasing Jiang Li a month ago.
But the power at that time, even with the blessing of the river, was only one-seventh of what it is now.
In just one month, the power of hurricanes has soared!
With her strength in Taoism and martial arts, there is no possibility of escaping if she is trapped in it.
Only those who are warriors in the realm of divine transformation and those in the state of body seizing can possibly resist and break free!
"His wind control ability has greatly increased as his strength has improved. There must be treasures and artifacts on him that I don't know about.
"This kind of power is not possessed by him. It was weak before. It should be because he has limited strength and cannot exert the true power of that artifact!"
Shangguan Qingyan thought to herself.
"Silver scale attack!"
Jiang Li looked at the huge wind pillar in front of him and was a little surprised.
Perhaps the flying sand and rocks at this moment truly have the power that Tiangang's magical power should have.
The Sumeru Ring shimmered, and hundreds of silver-scaled dragon fish scales were thrown into the hurricane air column by Jiang Li.
"What's this?"
"Hidden weapon, run away!"
In the flying sand and rocks, the shrill screams of six little masters of the Yiwu Realm suddenly rang out.
The smell of blood floated out, and after a few breaths, there was no more movement.
Jiang Li withdrew his magical power, the sand and gravel fell, dust returned to the ground, the lake water poured out, and the lakeside was in a mess, as if it had been plowed repeatedly by thousands of wild oxen.
Dozens of skeletons of Linghe Fort masters were scattered in pieces.
Some of the bones are also covered with silver-scaled fish scales, giving off a cool sheen under the light from the cloud top.
"What kind of method is this? In my impression, among the treasures and artifacts left over from the Middle Ages, there are no magical powers that match it!"
Shangguan Qingyan walked out of the corner and looked at the bones on the ground with complicated emotions.
The six small masters of the Yiwu Realm in Linghe Castle, who are both skilled in Qi and Wu, are at the same level as her and are on par with her.
If Jiang Li wanted to kill her, it would be no more difficult than killing the experts from Linghe Fort.
But not long ago, the former was still being chased by her and running for his life in embarrassment!
In just one month, the situation was completely reversed.
He was even...
"If you were me, would you tell others how to save your life?" Jiang Li smiled, noncommittal.
"Forget it if you don't tell me, I don't want to know anyway!"
Shangguan Qingyan didn't know what she thought of, and she snorted coldly.
As if she wanted to regain some aura, she looked at Jiang Li and suddenly smiled and said: "Everyone says that Marquis Wu is loyal to the Zhou Dynasty and is the most selfless. But it seems that is not the case now. If I am not wrong, Sheng Sheng a month ago The scene of a loving father and a filial son outside the capital must have been performed for Emperor Jing by the two of you, father and son!
"Not to mention your terrifying potential, just this method of controlling the wind is enough to rival thousands of troops. If the power can be increased, you will become an army by yourself. Even if you are as powerful as Emperor Jing, he will be wary of you!"
"I don't know whether Jiang Shirong is loyal to Dazhou or not, but it is true that he destroyed my Qi and wanted to kill me. If I become an immortal in the future, he will be the first to fly!"
Jiang Li walked to the lake shore, trying to search for something useful near the bones of the masters of Linghe Fort.
But after a search, except for the weapons and pieces of silver he carried, all the other items were damaged by flying sand and rocks and turned into powder.
Jiang Li sighed and learned his lesson. Be careful next time!
"How is this possible? What is the deep hatred between you father and son? One is the best martial artist in the world, a half-step immortal, and the other has unparalleled potential and is rare in the world, but they hate each other so much!"
When Shangguan Qingyan saw that Jiang Li's words didn't seem to be lying, she couldn't help but frown, feeling very puzzled.
Growing up under the protection of the best martial artist in the world, he has all kinds of martial arts skills and resources, which he can enjoy and use inexhaustibly, and he can even get personal guidance from Marquis Wu.
Even the children of a thousand-year-old family would be envious.
As long as you don't rise up, you will be destined to be prosperous and wealthy in this life, and to dominate the world.
And if any aristocratic family could have an heir like Jiang Li, they would use the entire family's efforts to cultivate him. Peak martial sainthood was just a stage on the road to cultivation.
It is destined to create a thousand-year-old family, or even a dynasty!
Father and son turned against each other?
"The Secret Valley has been discovered by Linghe Castle, and more people will arrive soon. If we continue to stay here, we can only become more passive!"
Jiang Li quickly swept into the forest, his true energy flew out, and rolled up many medicinal materials and exotic fruits into the Sumeru Ring.
Shangguan Qingyan and Lin Qingmu also collected some.
The three of them didn't wait too long, flew to the center of the lake, left the lake water and jumped into the lake corridor leading to the outside world.
After a journey of more than a thousand meters, they arrived in just a moment. The three of them returned to the deep pool under the waterfall, jumped up and landed on the pile of rocks beside the pool.
After a month, when they returned to the outside world, the three of them felt suddenly enlightened and open-minded.
Although the Secret Valley is rich in energy, contains spiritual plants, and has different types of dragons, it is ultimately just a small world hidden in the world and cannot be compared with the real world.
"Zhen Qi Ning Beast!"
Jiang Li stood by the shore, his true energy swirling, soaring out, condensing the shapes of bleeding dragons and golden apes, jumping into the Tan, moving huge rocks, completely blocking and burying the tunnel leading to the secret valley, covering all traces.
"You are indeed here!"
The blood dragon and the golden ape jumped out of the deep pool and turned into true energy and returned to Jiang Li's body. More than a hundred figures rushed out of the surrounding dense forest. The waterfalls went up and down, front and back, left and right, surrounding the three of them.
There was also a tall figure, surrounded by a group of cloaked figures, walking out.
The gentle breeze in the forest was blowing, and the graceful figure was faintly visible under the wide cloak.
"Lin Qingmu, hand over the sachet on your body!"
A tall cloaked man stepped out and shouted coldly. The blood around him was steaming, and the sound was like thunder. It suddenly exploded, shaking the entire mountain forest and startling countless birds and beasts.
"What are you talking about? I don't have any sachet!"
Lin Qingmu was pressed down by the aura of the tall cloaked man in the air, and his breath was suffocated. It felt like there was a huge boulder pressing on his chest. There was a constant buzz in the back of his mind, like there were countless muffled thunders, and there was a faint sweetness in his mouth.
Jiang Li took half a step sideways and stood in front of Lin Qingmu, and all the discomfort slowly receded.
"Why, do you want me to catch all the escorts from Zhenwei Escort Agency in front of you and execute them one by one?"
The tall cloaked man smiled coldly: "They have been searching Lishan Mountain for a whole month to find you, and they are currently camping in a mountain col ten miles away.
"By the way, the Mo family is here too. They seem to have reached some kind of agreement. If we weren't worried about causing trouble, we would have killed them all long ago. A group of small fish and shrimps would dare to get involved in our affairs!"
"Indeed, although the Mo family is a millennium-old family with a profound heritage, it is impossible for the whole family to go to Lishan Mountain for the sake of an unknown escort!"
Jiang Li nodded and said with a smile: "But you, Linghe Fort, have a reason to go out in force, collude with the survivors of the former Wei Dynasty, and contribute to the inheritance of Qi. This crime alone is enough to draw the wrath of Emperor Jing!"
As soon as Jiang Li spoke, the atmosphere instantly solidified, and immediately a billowing murderous intent arose from everyone around him.
"Sure enough, you still know!"
The leader of the tall cloaked man smiled softly: "Jiang Li, should I praise you for being smart, or should I criticize you for being too conceited?
If you take the initiative to clarify the matter, our fight to the death will end today! "
"Xi Yingying, can you let me leave here alive if I don't tell you?"
Jiang Li smiled like Xi, "Not to mention that the wax bracelet is related to the survival of Linghe Fort and the Murong family. Even if Jiang Xinyu dies, you will not let me go!"
"Now that you know the cause and effect, why don't you obediently hand over the wax bracelet? Don't you think that you can compete with us because you took away the Demon Sword Rentu in the Copper Palace without anyone noticing?" "
Xi Yingying sneered and said: "You are indeed very good at hiding it. Jiang Shirong didn't even notice the martial strength of your Xiantian realm. But even if you have the bloodline of the Qin Dynasty and the demon sword human slaughter, it is at best equivalent to that of a late-stage martial artist in the Ten Thousand Fu Realm." Combat strength, but here we have as many as ten little masters in the Yiwu Realm alone!"
"Grandmaster?"
The Sumeru Ring shimmered, and the Demonic Sword Rentu was held by Jiang Li. The young man's eyes calmly scanned the audience and said calmly: "In front of me, the Grandmaster is like a dog!"
Shangguan Qingyan: "..."
(End of chapter)
