The myth of crossing the heavens

The world of Zhu Xian is not a good place to go.

Let’s not talk about the first battle between righteousness and demons. After all, those who died were all practitioners from Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple and Demon’s Cult, so it’s not a big problem.

But the second catastrophe of the beast god and the third catastrophe of the ghost king will be fucked.

The Tribulation of the Beast God was killed from the [-] mountains in the southern border to the Qingyun mountain in the middle land, where there were piles of bones, and five out of ten people in the world.

The catastrophe of the ghost king coerced monks and ordinary people from all over the world to attack Qingyunmen, at least hundreds of thousands of people were killed.

And these two catastrophes are unreasonable.

Whether it is the catastrophe of the beast god or the catastrophe of the ghost king, all the places they have passed have been wiped out for no reason, and the strength of the two leaders is ridiculously high.

For a top ascetic like Daoxuan, his expressiveness in fighting skills is only at the level of building foundations and golden cores.

It is still limited to close-range fighting methods such as several feet and tens of feet.

But the Beast God or the Asura Ghost King is different. They are giants of hundreds of feet at every turn, and they can control the energy attacks that cover the sky and the earth, at least the combat power of the transformation god level.

The gap between the two cannot be bridged at all.

Want to concentrate on cultivation?
More like sitting and waiting to die.

"Unless you hide in the northeast, whether it's the calamity of the beast god or the ghost king, Qingyun Mountain is a barrier, and the calamity has not spread farther north."

Yi Qingchen smiled suddenly: "What's the point of hiding, of course, the best way is to kill the catastrophe in its cradle."

But what time is it now?

Changshengtang, the name is so familiar, it must be one of the four sects of the Demon Cult.

The ones he remembers most are of course the ghost king sect where the protagonist is, the women's sect Acacia and so on, and the poisonous son of the Wan Du sect who pretended to be aggressive when he first appeared on the stage but didn't achieve much after that.

Changshengtang was the first major force to be wiped out ten years after the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan betrayed Qingyunmen, and his memory is still clear.

Oh, right.

Shang Zhengliang died during the first battle between righteousness and evil.

Now that he is still the first seat, it means that the first battle between righteousness and evil has not yet broken out.

It was still very early.

Yi Qingchen was very satisfied, and then asked about geography knowledge, power distribution and practice knowledge, and tortured the Changshengtang's practice method "Heaven's Will of Longevity" and the method of refining magic weapons.

The cultivation method is very rough, and the efficiency is far inferior to Yi Qingchen's 'Vientiane Magic Art'.

At that time, Yi Qingchen has never seen the method of refining the magic weapon, it is very novel.

"It's a pity that my skill is blocked, otherwise I can start refining the magic weapon now."

Yi Qingchen raised his hand to shatter the hearts of the two, and took away the money from the two to buy a large amount of food and cloth and bring them back to Hejiazhuang.

This place belongs to the eastern part of Middle-earth, where the wind of practice prevails, and various small sects emerge in endlessly.

Subtle cultivation here is like a great hermit hiding in the court.

It's just that you can't take it in the village.

Yi Qingchen sent many things to He Dashan, and then took the remaining supplies into the deep mountain.

no way.

When he practiced, he was either like a pillar of stars or like a sea of ​​thunder. If he continued to practice in the village, rumors that sooner or later would spread did not spread everywhere.

Maybe there are righteous people who treat him as a devil and evildoer.

The environment in the mountains is harsh, there are many snakes, insects, rats and ants, and many things are poisonous.

Yi Qingchen didn't care so much, he just cut down trees and built a simple thatched hut to keep out the wind and rain.

There were a lot of poisonous insects the first night.

Yi Qingchen hugged the stone seal and triggered the thunder to strike it down, and no more poisonous insects came in the middle of the night.

Anyone who came close was smashed into powder.

Later, the hundred feet around the hut became Yi Qingchen's territory, and no snakes, rats, rats and ants dared to approach.

Yi Qingchen devotes himself to cultivation, abandoning the interference of spells, formations, magic tools and other things, absorbing spiritual energy, the power of stars, and the power of thunder every day to continuously improve his skills and physical strength.

With no other distractions, his cultivation level improved rapidly.

Spring goes to summer, autumn passes to winter solstice.

The leaves in the forest have fallen, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground.

Yi Qingchen shook off the ice and snow from his body, and looked up gently.

The two beams of light are constantly enlarging from far to near.

The first ray of light is pure white, and the latter ray of light is blood red.

Just from the escaping light, people have the idea that good and evil are different, and their personalities are at odds.

"It's too early. If I can recover my full strength in another month, then I don't have to be so restrained."

The golden light seal is getting thinner and thinner under the attacks of both inside and outside, and it is estimated that the seal will be completely broken in about a month.

The pure white light fell to the ground, revealing the figure of a tall man.

"Leave quickly, little brother. I want to use the power of the cold pool here to fight against the Demon Sect monsters. It may hurt innocent people. Please leave quickly so that innocent people will not be implicated."

The man had a handsome face, and when he saw Yi Qingchen, he hurriedly persuaded him.

But just as he was speaking, the blood light had already fallen.

The tall and tall demon demon said with a smirk, "There are still so many small thoughts when you are about to die. None of you will be able to escape today, and you will all die in my hands."

The decent man was furious, he pinched his sword formula, and the flying sword stabbed at the demon boy with a fierce cold light.

The big man was not afraid at all, he smiled contemptuously, his eyes shot blood.

Impartially hitting the flying sword.

Feijian immediately trembled and stopped in mid-air.

The face of the decent man changed slightly, and he urged the flying sword again and again, but he felt that the flying sword was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel even more desperate.

Can't beat it!
"Leave this innocent friend alone, I am willing to hand over Yanyang Jingtie."

The decent man said in a deep voice: "I also know the location of the other pieces of Yanyang Iron, which together are enough for you to refine magic weapons."

The tall man sneered: "You don't need to go to such trouble, I can still get Yanyang Jingtie if I kill you!"

Yi Qingchen couldn't stand it any longer, she jumped twenty feet lightly and landed behind the tall man.

The decent man stared straight at the tall man's back.

The tall man was a little hairy, and said sharply: "What are you looking at..."

boom!
Yi Qingchen didn't have the slightest thought of holding back his hand, so he punched the tall man's head directly into his chest.

Dead through.

The decent man's head was buzzing, and his face was white.

So exciting.

This method of killing is far more dazzling, violent and uncomfortable than flying sword killing.

Yi Qingchen smiled slightly: "I am Taoist Tai Yi, a casual cultivator, I don't know what to call brother?"

"Wei Shuanghua of Raging Flame Sect, I have met Daoist Brother Taiyi, thank you for saving my life."

Wei Shuanghua was a little cautious, and didn't know what to say after finishing a sentence.

Yi Qingchen can kill a Demon Sect monster with one punch, and he can also kill him.

"Brother Wei, do you know Qingyunmen?"

"I know a thing or two."

Wei Shuanghua said cautiously: "Our Raging Flame Sect is not far from Qingyun Sect, and we have made good friends with Qingyun Sect."

Yi Qingchen asked: "Has there been any major events in Qingyun Sect recently?"

Wei Shuanghua thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "When I left the house two months ago, my teacher had just visited a good friend of Qingyun Sect, and I had never heard him say that there was something important about Qingyun Sect. Oh, by the way, it was a small village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain half a year ago. Being slaughtered, if there is a major event, this may be the only one."