Unlimited wastelander

Chapter 444 For the first time ever
"not good."

"boom……"

"puff……"

Cangsong stared at Puzhi, locking him with his mental power. Just as he landed, he suddenly felt a red light in the corner of his eyes, and his face changed drastically. Unfortunately, it was too late to react, so he had to gather his spiritual power in front of his chest and endured the pain. With one blow, red light hit his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately, and he fell backwards to the ground.

Puzhi looked incredulously at Xiao Peng, who was lightly falling beside him, and was inexplicably surprised. What kind of method is this?It seems that he returned the opponent's attack intact, but this young man's spiritual power is a little shallow, so it took him so long. If his spiritual power is comparable to ours, wouldn't he be invincible? land?

"Ah... old bald donkey, brat, I want you to die, I want you to die without a place to bury you." Cang Song straightened up when he fell to the ground, and said "swipe" with his backhand Pulling out the long sword behind his back, he saw that the sword was as clear as autumn water, bright but not glaring, with a faint clear light attached to it.

"Good sword." Pu Zhi couldn't help calling out.

Cangsong let out a low hum, holding the sword formula in his hand, stepping on the seven stars, and walked seven steps in a row, the long sword suddenly pierced the sky, chanting: "Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turned into divine thunder, radiant heavenly power, lead it with the sword."

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly churned, the thunder rumbled, and there were lightning flashes on the edge of the black clouds.

"Excalibur and Thunder Control Secret Art." Puzhi and Xiao Peng shouted at the same time, but Puzhi shouted loudly, but Xiao Peng secretly shouted inwardly.

Xiao Peng's face was extremely solemn, the magic sword of Yu Lei!One of Qingyunmen's four styles of supreme true sword art, the ultimate mystery of Leifa, can I follow it?
The golden core was spinning wildly, and the golden innate qi was output crazily, forming a rapidly rotating golden ball around him, and the mana was also poured in like flowing water. Under the cover of gold, there was still a layer of yellow. At the side, people have to rely on themselves, what if Puzhi is not well-defended?
There was a thunderclap, and a dazzling lightning appeared in the sky, pierced into the earth, and landed on Cangsong's long sword. In a moment, the black robe on Cangsong's body was puffed up, and his eyes were wide open. As if it was about to burst, at this moment, under the intense electric light, the grass temple was as bright as day.

Hearing Cangsong's loud shout, he pulled out the sword art with his left hand, and shook his wrist with all his strength, the thunder rang out, and the electric glow on the sword, which was the size of a washbasin in diameter, split into two, and charged towards Puzhi and Xiao Peng. Along the way, the grass, trees, bricks and stones were all shaking and flying, only on the road, there were two deep scars.

With Xiao Peng at his side, Puzhi didn't dare to retreat, he was afraid that this good boy with a righteous heart would die under the thunder. Although his spiritual defense shield looked very strong, he didn't dare to take the risk.

Puzhi removed the mudra, folded his palms together, his face was dignified, his whole body exuded a faint golden light, and he said in a low voice: "My Buddha is merciful."

"Snapped"

I saw that the only remaining seven jasper rosary beads in front of him were all shattered and turned into a huge Buddha character three feet in front of him. The golden light is dazzling and cannot be stared at. It was completely blocked, but the one aimed at Xiao Peng was only half blocked. The next moment, the electric light and the Buddha character collided together, and the electric light shot at Xiao Peng also hit Xiao Peng's cyclone.

"Boom"

The white light and golden glow were unparalleled, and the whole grass temple was torn apart and scattered in all directions.

"puff"

Xiao Peng was shaken all over his body, and the protective cover instantly shattered. Although he blocked the electric light, Xiao Peng was also seriously injured by the shock.

"Damn, with my current strength, I really can't play in the world of Xianxia!" This was Xiao Peng's last thought before losing consciousness. For the first time in history, Xiao Peng was beaten until he vomited blood and passed out.

The same innocent ten-year-old boy, Zhang Xiaofan, was also knocked unconscious by the aftermath.

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Xiao Peng's consciousness slowly recovered, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, and felt the situation in his body. Fortunately, after he was injured and unconscious, his zhenqi circulated by itself, and the healing effect of Jiuyang zhenqi after he was fused with the formula of longevity was stronger Xiao Peng didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but there was no injury in his body at this time, and he presumably recovered on his own.

As soon as his mind moved, his spiritual consciousness spread instantly. Xiao Peng found that he was in a wing room at the moment, with two small windows. Apart from daily necessities, there is nothing else.

There was only a banner hanging on the wall with the word Dao written on it. Between the lines, an ethereal meaning pervaded faintly. As soon as Xiao Peng's consciousness touched the word Dao, it immediately retracted into the sea of ​​consciousness like an electric shock.

"It's so amazing that I actually included my own cultivation level in the pen and ink. I don't know how long it will take me to reach this level. Then this is Qingyunmen! I just don't know which peak it is in." Xiao Peng He sighed secretly in his heart, and after confirming his location, he opened his eyes. He had already checked clearly just now, there was no one else in the room, only himself.

To be honest, in the battle of Caomiao Village, although there was an extra self, but because of his low strength, it seemed that he could not change anything, oh no, there were still some changes, that is, Cangsong was injured more seriously than in the original play.

However, it didn't matter, as soon as he sacrificed the magic sword to control thunder, he immediately pounced on himself. Not surprisingly, Caomiao Village should still be slaughtered by Puzhi. Alas, after all, it still failed to change the 240 seven people in Caomiao Village. The fate of the villagers!
Strength, strength, Xiao Peng has never been so eager for strength as he is at this moment. He used to go smoothly in the past. Basically, every time he goes to a world, he will be able to reach the state of invincibility in the world in a short time.

Only now did he understand that the martial arts world and the supernatural world were really just laying the groundwork for him. In those low-level martial arts worlds, he was awesome, after all, he was not really awesome. His future path, after all, must go to the immortal way!
However, Xiao Peng was not discouraged either. With this foundation laid in the world of low-level martial arts, he believed that he would be able to improve his strength quickly and stand on the highest peak of the world again. Starting with free fighting, he gradually reached the pinnacle of the world of low martial arts. He believed that even in the world of immortals, he would definitely be able to do it.

Xiao Peng sighed softly, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out. The bright light from outside suddenly shone in, making him squint his eyes. The warm sunshine fell on his body, giving him a faint warmth.

Outside the door is a small courtyard, with a few pines and cypresses, a few bushes of grass and trees, and a few fragrant flowers in between, which are open happily. In front of the door is a corridor leading to the outside of the courtyard. Four feet in front of the door, there are several steps. Connecting yard and corridor.

"Huh? You're awake!"

Just as Xiao Peng went out, a strange voice came from the corridor on the left. Xiao Peng's heart trembled, and he immediately relaxed and smiled bitterly. He once again felt the danger of insufficient strength in the world of Xianxia, ​​which he had never experienced before. Others are already so close to me, but I don't feel any movement. From this, I can see that the strength of the person coming is far superior to my own.

Turning his head, he saw a heroic young Taoist priest wearing a blue Taoist robe standing two feet away from him, looking him up and down with a hint of admiration in his eyes. Handsome and personable, it is easy to give people a good impression.

Xiao Peng turned around, clasped his fists in both hands, bowed slightly, and said loudly: "Xiao Peng, I have met Dao brother, dare to ask brother, this is Qingyun sect?"

The young Taoist smiled slightly, returned a salute, and said: "Xia Changjian is a disciple of Master Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect, and this is Tongtian Peak, the head of the Qingyun Sect. Brother Xiao, please wait a moment, the head of the Qingyun Sect ordered But, when you wake up, go and report to him immediately."

"Brother Dao, please go ahead. I just have a small question. I wonder how long I have been in a coma?"

Chang Jian made some calculations in his mind when he heard the words, and then said: "It has been fourteen days since Senior Brother Song brought you back from the Big Bamboo Peak."

"Fourteen days?" Xiao Peng was stunned, he didn't expect to be injured so badly this time, "Thank you for telling me, Brother Dao, so that I won't delay Brother Dao's business, I will stay here and wait for Daoxuan's real person call."

Regardless of Xiao Peng's demeanor, movements, or tone of voice, he gave people a sense of politeness and restraint, like a spring breeze. Chang Jian saw that Xiao Peng actually used the words "waiting to be called", and felt relieved and satisfied. Seeing Xiao Peng couldn't help being more pleasing to the eye. Xiao Peng's words were obviously full of reverence for Qing Yunmen.

Chang Jian went there in a good mood, Xiao Peng smiled wryly in his heart, "Damn it, you have been awesome for a few lifetimes, and you will be a master in any world. At that time, being polite and courteous was called being approachable and amiable, but now, it is really necessary to pretend." Grandson, it's time for a low-level schedule, and the gap in my heart is still quite big, but it doesn't matter, it's just temporary.

Sitting on the railing of the corridor, Xiao Peng was secretly thinking about how to explain his identity. It would be best if he could join the Qingyun Sect and obtain Taiji Xuanqing Dao. Compared with the cultivation techniques in this world, they are weaker than others.

If I can practice both Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and Shang Qing Da Dong Huang Ting Zhen Jue, then both can be taken care of, and my mana is also transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, mana and spirit are just called differently, but they are actually the same There is no fear that the two techniques will conflict.

While Xiao Peng was thinking alone, time passed slowly, and when Xiao Peng had figured out the way to go in the future, Chang Jian also came back, "Brother Xiao, the master and all the senior uncles have an invitation, and they have something to ask." Ask you, come with me!"

"Yes, thank you brother Daoist, I'm going to thank you brother Daoist."

"Hehe, you're welcome, brother Xiao, judging by the attitude of the sect master and the senior uncles, it seems that they value you a lot!"

"Oh? It's a great honor to be here." Xiao Peng couldn't help muttering when he heard Chang Jian's words, "Important to me? What do they value about me?"

(End of this chapter)