Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 372

"Di Yaoxian, you dare to touch even the old man's disciples. Do you really think that Yuandan Dzogchen can do whatever you want? There are more than one Dzogchen monks who died under the old man's hands. I think you want to make Cang Jizong completely Ashes annihilated!"

Staring at the corpses floating on the sea, Qiyuan Sanren's face gradually became extremely gloomy, and his voice suddenly shuddered.

Among his disciples, He Binghao is not the one he favors the most, but his position is relatively high.

The head disciple of Qiyuan, on weekdays, Liulihai's ordinary Yuandan would sell some of his face.

But now he died so miserably, which obviously shows that Di Yaoxian no longer takes Qi Yuan seriously.

"Old man Di dares to be single and provoke, there must be support behind him, Tong Daoyou and we should proceed with caution."

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, and sound transmission reminded him.

"Brother Qiyuan, don't worry, Tong will not be careless, and everything will follow your arrangement anyway."

Tong Huyun's expression tightened, and he said respectfully.

Di Yao Xiangui is the master of a sect, and his background is far superior to that of casual cultivators of the same level. He also holds the Nine Suns Real Fire Comb. After breaking the realm, his supernatural powers are probably not much weaker than Qi Yuan. He really has this proud capital.

But Tong Huyun wasn't panicking in his heart.

The Qiyuan Loose Cultivator next to him has traversed the Glazed Sea for hundreds of years, and is the leader of the Loose Cultivator in a large sea area.

Unless Di Yaoxian invited a fake elixir or a golden elixir monk from overseas to help him, his Tong family would be as stable as Mount Tai.

Of course, this is likely to be negligible.

If Di Yaoxian had such a backer who could make a promise, how could he have been in a stalemate with his Tong family so far?

"Di Yaoxian, where is Elder Tong Lu of our clan?"

Tong Huyun stared, and asked repeatedly viciously.

He knew that Tong Lu had hooked up with He Binghao recently, and the two even set up a scheme to intercept and kill Cangjizong's disciples together.

Now that He Haobing's head is in a different place, I'm afraid Tong Lu is also in danger.

And his questioning pretending to be angry was actually Qiyuan Sanren's order to hold Di Yaoxian down as much as possible.

"Hey, as far as this old man knows, Tonglu Yaonv seems to be your direct descendant within three generations."

Di Yao raised his eyebrows, and said slyly: "You care so much about what she does, don't tell me there are some secrets in it?"

"For an old and disrespectful guy, Tong will cut your corpse into thousands of pieces and feed it to my spirit beast."

Being ridiculed by him in public, Tong Huyun couldn't help being furious, and the roots of his beard stood straight.

"Fellow Daoist has been reluctant to show up for so long. Could it be that he really hides his head and shows his tail?"

At this time, Qi Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted at a certain place in the northern sky, a yellow and white light flickered in his pupils.

He didn't fight Di Yaoxian directly, just to delay the time and facilitate the use of secret techniques.

Sure enough, after several consecutive searches, he found a space around him where the circulation of the air flow was rather weird, and it should be an enemy cultivator with evil plans hidden.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Yuan deserves to be a person at the half-step Golden Core level. My breath-holding technique is very effective, but you have shown a flaw."

A faint male cultivator's voice came from the clouds, and the figure flickered, and a man in green shirt came out leisurely, with a magnificent jade mask on his body.

And inside the mask, there is also a beautiful woman reclined, completely naked.

This woman's figure is perfect, even if she is hunched over, there is no trace of fat on her smooth belly.

"Tong Lu!"

Tong Huyun was startled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Big Hei, let her go within three breaths, otherwise my Tong family will never let you go."

"Three breaths?"

Chen Ping couldn't help being dumb, and said in an extremely calm tone: "You gave too much time."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out a finger and stroked Tong Lu's jade neck like stroking, a ray of purple and blue flames ignited, and a pure white and flawless beauty was instantly burned to ashes.

"You are courting death!"

Tong Huyun was very angry, pointed at Chen Ping and opened his mouth to roar, his eyes were full of killing intent.

"It really is Yuan Dan who made a breakthrough in the face of luck. His character is unsightly, and he will die as an elder of the family. It is worth going crazy like this!"

Qiyuan Sanren secretly glanced at him contemptuously, and stopped his movement with a wave of his hand.

"Your Excellency doesn't show your true face to others, presumably because your identity is not visible?"

Staring straight at the black-faced man standing side by side with Di Yaoxian, Qi Yuan said without changing his expression.

This big black-faced man has a very strange face. Although he can't see through his true face, under the perception of the secret technique, his face is clearly covered with a layer of traces of spell circulation.

"It doesn't matter who this seat is."

Chen Ping smiled lightly, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Di is a close friend of this seat. If you want to subvert Cang Jizong, you are going against this seat!"

He saw that Qiyuan's eyes were full of brilliance, obviously he had cultivated a high-level pupil technique, no wonder he was able to detect his appearance.

"Hehe, even in the middle stage of Yuandan, you dare to play tricks. This old man will give you a chance to leave the Glazed Sea quickly. I can let the past go."

Qi Yuan spoke slowly, although his voice was extremely calm, the cruelty in his words was undoubtedly revealed.

"Fellow Daoist Di, try to hold off the old Taoist Qiyuan as much as possible. After I kill Tong Huyun and his butterfly demon, I will join you to kill this beast."

As soon as Chen Ping's voice transmission came out, he turned his hand and pressed down without any hesitation, and the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword circled up, slashing straight and violently.

"What, is this a top-grade Taoist tool? He can use this sword in the middle of Yuan Dan, which proves that his main cultivation method is very powerful."

Qi Yuan had been on guard for a long time, his divine sense quickly swept away, and an ugly look immediately appeared on his face.

The ultimate Taoist artifact, but even he dreamed of it, but couldn't get it. This black-faced man actually sacrificed one. Who the hell is he?

Hearing Qi Yuan's low cry, Chen Ping couldn't help but smile triumphantly.

Half a year ago, he used the hooking method to drive a sycamore leaf stalk into the Chunyang sword again, but unfortunately it still couldn't help it to be promoted to a top-grade Taoist weapon.

It's just that this sword is infused with Qinglian Sword Intent, resulting in a surge in power, and its quality is infinitely close to the best Taoist weapon.

"Qinglian Sword Qi."

As soon as Chen Ping recited the formula, the aura of the Chunyang sword exploded, and circles of mysterious ripples rippled from the sword.

Take a closer look, where are the ripples, they are basically small blue swords flying and spinning, innumerable and unparalleled in violence.

Then, there was a humming sound from all the sword qi echoing, and the hundreds of feet long sword qi trembled at the same time, turning into a densely packed sword shadow, which joined together on the way, and within half a mile, it was dazzling and dazzling The cold light.

"Sword repair!"

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, and shouted at Tong Huyun with a thunderous roar: "Tong Daoyou, be careful, this person's swordsmanship supernatural power is aimed at you, you must defend with all your heart, otherwise you will either die or be injured."

"Haha, Qiyuan, you are like a bodhisattva crossing the river yourself, so you still have time to take care of Tong's boy?"

Di Yaoxian smiled sarcastically, took off the Nine Suns Real Fire Comb and threw it forward, more than ten pillars of fire that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl sprayed out from the surface of the comb, turning into a scorching sea of ​​fire halfway, rolling towards Qiyuan.

"If the old man remembers correctly, the last time you and I fought was 150 years ago, and we only tried a few moves for a short time. Today, let the old man experience the power of the Nine Suns True Fire Comb again!"

There was a hint of evil spirit on Qi Yuan's face, he flicked his sleeves calmly, and purple light was dotted, dozens of strangely shaped beads flew out, clustered around him, exuding bursts of extremely rich water spirit power, which looked majestic and unusual .

This rare treasure of the Cangji Sect is not inferior to ordinary top-grade Taoist artifacts, and it is very difficult to deal with.

Next, he has no time to take care of Tong Huyun. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on his own destiny.

To put it bluntly, the black-faced man is a sword cultivator in the middle of Yuan Dan, and he has the best Taoist weapon. Even if Tong Huyun and the spirit beast work together, they will lose most of them.

Qi Yuan felt that he had exhausted his benevolence, and if Tong Shengrong from the city came in time, he might be able to save his brother.

"Sword repair!"

Tong Huyun's heart trembled, and before he had time to think about it, he let out a low shout, and a pair of blue-colored jade hammers burst into aura, turning into a green rainbow to protect his body in it.

At the same time, the other hand flipped over, and a water-blue shield appeared in front of him. With a slight sway, a layer of water curtain rolled out of thin air, protecting the whole body.

Seeing that the sword qi piercing across the sky was so fierce, he didn't feel safe, and quickly crushed a round talisman. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and white brilliance intertwined and shot out, exhaling a dense network of talismans. Spiritual power enveloped itself in it.

He chose to follow Qi Yuan's warning and used a series of defensive methods.

Two middle-grade Taoist artifacts, plus a third-grade top-grade "Silver Silk Talisman", finally calmed his restless mood a bit.

Tong Huyun's desperate defensive posture came into view, and a trace of sneer appeared on Chen Ping's face.

I didn't see him throwing any more treasures out, but he just raised his arms, and with a "puff", a layer of purple-blue flames was released from his body, and then the black light flashed on the soles of his feet, and Chen Ping turned into a huge ball of fire He rushed directly at Tong Huyun.

"what!"

Tong Huyun's face turned pale with fright. This person can attack him distractedly while mastering swordsmanship?

Doesn't it mean that this black-faced man not only has extremely powerful mana, but also his spiritual consciousness is far above the same level!
"Butterfly slave!"

Tong Huyun knew that he was invincible, so he hurriedly roared and summoned spirit beasts to help.

"rustle"

Sensing the master's call, the huge butterfly demon's wings trembled, and the static blood patterns on it suddenly came to life. After a surge of red air, hideous skulls flew out from above.

As soon as hundreds of skulls flew out, they suddenly became the size of a wheel when they swelled against the wind, and made a cold and terrifying sound, and rushed straight to Chen Ping.

"Tong Daoyou provided a lot of blood food for this weeping blood butterfly!"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, and the dry blue purple flame floated a foot higher, and slammed towards the skull without hesitation.

This monster is called Weeping Blood Die, and it has the blood of the sky demon.

The fierce butterfly likes to devour the blood essence of monks. Judging from the spells it releases, it should be the awakening of some kind of innate supernatural power.

But Lingyan has always been the nemesis of ghosts and blood, and Chen Ping will not be afraid.

"fall."

Chen Ping muttered, calmly, and the green lotus attached to the sword dragon blossomed, splitting towards Tong Huyun who was hiding in various defensive circles.

"boom!"

As soon as the two came into contact, all the auras on Tong Huyun's body were submerged into the sword light. The sword dragon seemed to be a high-level sea jellyfish in the world, darting from left to right like a mess, easily slamming the outermost shield. The instrument was wrung to pieces.

Immediately, the blue light blurred again, transforming into hundreds of mouthfuls of identical sword energy, which continued to descend overwhelmingly.

"puff"

Then, there were bursts of crisp sounds of eggshells breaking in all directions, and the silk screen composed of the jade hammer and the third-level talisman in front of Tong Huyun shattered in the blink of an eye, and it could be said that there was no resistance.

The broken fragments of the Taoist instrument scratched his face and it was extremely painful, but Tong Huyun's body was numb and he didn't feel the slightest pain.

He was already terrified in his heart, and his face was pale.

What kind of sword practice is this, could it be that this person is a sword cultivator in the realm of unity of human and sword?

According to the local records of immortal cultivation history, a well-known third-step sword cultivation in the Liulihai cultivation world dates back to more than 800 years ago!

No wonder he dared to meddle in the orthodox dispute between the two parties. It turns out that he is a great sword cultivator with supernatural powers!
"Now that the Qinglian sword art has been cultivated to the state of Dzogchen, and the Qinglian sword intent is integrated into the Chunyang sword, all the sword moves I make have the power to instantly kill ordinary Yuandan early stage."

The tyrannical Qinglian sword energy made Chen Ping's eyes flicker constantly, but he was not complacent in the interior.

That's all expected.

His sword style should be treated with caution even if Yuan Dan is perfect, let alone Tong Huyun in the early stage.

To use an appropriate description, it's like building a foundation casual cultivator to bully a qi training junior from the Jindan sect. Although it is not as easy as cutting vegetables and melons, it is by no means difficult.

"No, I can't fall here, I have just broken through Yuan Dan, and I still have more than 300 years of life."

Seeing the sword light approaching in an instant, Tong Huyun gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he had made a certain decision, swung his sleeves, and shot out several clusters of faint green things from the spirit beast bracelet on his wrist.

A moment later, under the cover of the green light, five horned beetles several feet in size stacked arhat sideways, resisting Tong Huyun's body, forming a thick wall of flesh.

"laugh!"

Qinglian Stegosaurus cut the beetle swarm in half, dark green blood flew everywhere, and the pungent potion smell began to spread.

However, after cutting through several obstacles one after another, most of the sword energy dissipated.

But Tong Huyun took the opportunity to get rid of the lock of the sword energy, turned into an afterimage, and narrowly escaped for half a mile.

"Hey, he didn't die."

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback, the cleavage beetles raised by Tong Huyun seemed to be stronger than ordinary defensive weapons.

What exactly is that zerg?
While Chen Ping was thinking, he pulled the fire snake, and slapped the skulls flying away one by one.

"Ow!"

The blood-crying butterfly's eyes turned red, and the skulls opened their mouths accordingly. Hundreds of blood-red beams of light spewed out at the same time, and before they flew halfway, they exploded spontaneously, forming a blood mist that swept three miles away, wrapping Chen Ping in the air. in it.

"Zizi"

The blood mist was stained with the spiritual flame and burned immediately, but a small part of the blood mist pierced through the blue-purple flame and eroded into Chen Ping's body.

"This monster's innate supernatural powers are also highly poisonous."

Chen Ping frowned, his hands and feet felt cold, and even his magic power seemed to be stagnant, stained with a strange blood color.

Since the dry blue and purple flames couldn't clear up the blood mist, he simply changed his formula, and a trace of ice spirit crystal flame was generated in the meridians, and quickly swam away, and after only one breath, all the toxins were melted.

In the blood mist, Huanzhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that Tong Huyun had fled for more than ten miles like a frightened bird, and was fleeing in the direction of Wuhui Island.

"hey-hey."

Chen Ping continued to sneer, but he had no intention of chasing him. He opened his mouth and spit out an ice crystal flame, sweeping away the blood mist around him.

As for Tong Huyun, this person is determined not to escape from his grasp.

He has been in ambush outside Wuhui Island for so long, but he didn't come here for sightseeing.

(End of this chapter)