The collision of mana caused blood to flow from the corners of Jiang Mingzhu's lips.
She swallowed the taste of rust in her mouth, her face was calm, her hands were clasped together, and her black hair was flying.
There was a ball of spiritual light in her palm, and she extended her right hand with two fingers together to make a pen. Wherever the spiritual pattern fell, it turned into a green light barrier. At this moment, Chunshan was in the mouth of the python, and the barrier was re-established in an instant to resist the evil force. erosion.
Lu Changfeng came with a sword to give Jiang Mingzhu a chance.
The Seven Emotions Swords were layered one after another. Even though Qianchan's body was graceful, she was hit by an orange sword without any trace or injury. However, she had a panic look on her face and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
She was obviously in the early stage of Mahayana, so even if Lu Changfeng had reached the tribulation, he shouldn't really be able to hurt her.
But the sentimental swordsmanship is strange and strange, and in his hand is the blessing of the awakened sword spirit such as the Gushe Tianci Sword, which increases its power. Qianchan only feels that her mind is immersed in rage, and her mind is lost, and all her magic power is gone. It was difficult to maintain, and the terrifying python spawned by the pupil-type Taoist magic suddenly became weak and strong, causing Jiang Mingzhu to feel greatly relieved.
That orange sword is the Furious Sword.
At this moment, a mark on Jiang Mingzhu's eyebrows lit up, and she chanted a wonderful voice. Suddenly, a mysterious and simple aura emanated from her whole body. Through the mark, a green vine was summoned by her.
The manifested true spirit of the natural avenue penetrates the void and contains the mysterious changes of life, death and prosperity.
Her eyes flashed with green light, and her face looked a little pale. Even though she was an immortal who had overcome the tribulation, this technique consumed 70% to 80% of the mana in her soul.
The green vines and the long sword filled with astonishing coldness were attacking Qian Chan at the same time. Qu Fengzhen held the bronze lotus lamp in his right hand, using the light to resist the erosion of evil spirits. With his left hand, he summoned a Dao Dao with a ring. Silver Circle, fight the enemy with the sword.
There was a big difference in his cultivation level. He was in the early stage of returning to the void, so the sword attack was naturally not very effective.
However, Qu Fengzhen realized that the two rules of thunder and flames formed a small world of emptiness, and he cherished this bright lamp as his destiny. He had natural restraint against evil cultivators, so he was expelled by Kunlun.
Qian Chan suppressed the inexplicable rage, took a deep breath, and regained control of the chaotic mana all over her body.
She looked at Lu Changfeng, her eyes were like snakes, cold and terrifying.
"You're from the Kunlun Lu family, you good boy, you're looking for death."
The magic power of the evil cultivator is integrated with the evil spirit, and the owner needs to suppress it with his mind at all times, otherwise he will go crazy. What they seek in practicing this path is to practice happily, not to go crazy. It is necessary practice to sharpen the mind and not be backlashed by evil spirits.
However, this sword made it difficult for her to control her mind, increasing her violence and anger. She lost control of her magic power, causing it to turn back on herself and break several important meridians in her body.
Enemy! It is really the enemy of their evil city!
Today these three people should all come from Kunlun, each with their own strengths. She hated that Kunlun had stepped in, but she felt happy that she would be able to kill them here today, which would make Kunlun heartbroken.
The soul in Qianchanjiang Palace was completely black, flashing dark purple lines.
The huge python shadow solidified again. It held the Spring Mountain in its mouth, as if it was trying to forcefully pull it up from the ground. Its long teeth were cold, and it sprayed green venom like a real creature.
Qian Chan was quite wary of the green vines and the long sword. She clasped her hands together and pinched them. Then, a black sword transformed from the evil ghost flew out of Tan's mouth.
It rotates from small to large, and the evil spirit and evil make people's scalp numb. The collision makes a pinging sound, and the magic power splashes out.
But the different realms are hard to erase. Xiaoyaoyou and Jianimangsheng are two different realms. Fortunately, neither Jiang Mingzhu nor Lu Changfeng thought about winning.
What they need to do is drag.
When the Chunshan barrier was about to be eroded and broken by the green venom, and the three of them were about to be buried in the mouth of the python, there was a low laughter between heaven and earth. It was quite hoarse, revealing the powerlessness of an old man, but it was called Qian Shiya His expression changed.
She wanted to run away, but because she was in Spring Mountain, she had to use all her strength to activate the Taoist giant python and black sword to resolve the deadlock earlier and kill the three people in front of her.
But at this moment, an old woman came tearing through the clouds. She was holding a long green bamboo staff, with a compassionate face, and her light crimson cloud pattern embroidered clothes made her look like a wealthy old lady in the human world, not like an ancestor of a sect.
Her eyes were as sharp as daggers, and that laughter came from her mouth.
"Qianchan."
Xuan Zhen raised the long bamboo stick and struck it lightly into the void. Suddenly, the shadow of the huge python turned into collapsing spiritual energy and dissipated invisible as if struck by lightning.
"Even our sect's Zongzong Spirit Snake was brutally killed by you, you really deserve to die!"
The Penglai lineage has been passed down for thousands of years and has a long destiny. The sect used secret techniques to condense incense and worship it, thus giving birth to the three-tailed spiritual snakes, Red Soul, Purple Chun, and Qingyou.
However, Qianchan set up a trap and invaded Penglai. One of her disciples was turned into a spy by her psychedelic mind, and in the turmoil, she actually asked her to capture Qingyou.
The traces of the evil lord Qian Chan were exposed as a result, but the fortune of the Penglai sect was also greatly damaged.
Now that three days have passed, Xuan Zhen only hopes that the scroll has not taken away the vitality of the Qingyou Spirit Snake, but can regain it and restore it.
Qian Chan changed her expression, and finally smiled.
"Mrs. Xuanzhen, even if I am beautiful, why do you have to pursue me so hard?"
"What a joke."
She was playing tricks on her words, but her heart was racing, thinking about why Xuan Zhen had not been restrained by her previous methods.
Xuan Zhen didn't listen to her nonsense, and the long staff in his hand emitted clear light. He was thrown from his hand and turned into a long green bamboo in an instant, which was suppressed by the majestic momentum of a mountain.
Jiang Mingzhu only had 10% or 20% of her mana left, so Lu Changfeng naturally lost a lot of money when using the Amorous Sword.
Jiang Mingzhu instantly ended his control over Chunshan here, the barrier dissipated, and the three of them flew backwards, widening the distance from Qianchan.
Ancestor Xuan Zhen, a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, arrived on the scene in time, so naturally there was no need for them to fight to the death.
Qian Chan also wanted to escape, but the Mahayana fighting method was unpredictable. The green bamboo had already locked her and vowed to suppress it alive. Under such pressure, she had no time to chase and kill the three people who escaped.
She took a deep breath, with a soft smile still on her face, and summoned the long black sword at random to collide with the green bamboo, with an unknown light flashing in her eyes.
"Mrs. Xuanzhen, I was really surprised that you came so early this time. Can you tell me what method you used?"
Xuan Zhen stood high in the air with a serious look on her face. When she looked carefully, she realized that her left sleeve was empty and she actually had one arm.
She said solemnly: "You can die in peace, and I will let you know later." Immediately, she made a seal with her right hand, and the misty green and white Qi flew away from her body and poured into the green bamboo, immediately suppressing the black sword. There were cracks, and they were about to break apart, and there was a sharp roar from the devil.
The great calamity is approaching, and with the blessing of the dark energy, there have been dozens of generations of saints in Penglai who have never fully understood the Tiangang method, but now one is finally born, who is their immortal embryo.
He performed a technique in the Tiangang method to "reverse yin and yang". This so-called divine prison and heavenly tribulation is the reverse journey of all things, reversing the universe.
This method forcibly blocked the remaining means, allowing Xuan Zhen to escape and come forward.
Some readers said that the cultivation level jumps too fast. But in fact, the timeline I pulled this time is the longest one, which is more than two hundred years and close to three hundred years. Maybe I haven’t noticed this concept?
He was originally about Jiazi (60 years old), but now he has become a monk over 300 years old. It is equivalent to the original practice time being 1, and then cultivating to the realm of spirit transformation, and then the current practice time is already 5-6.
Coupled with the self-rescue of Shenzhou, the burst of spiritual energy, and the blessing of energy, this kind of cultivation speed is quite reasonable.
(End of chapter)
