Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 321: The peak showdown between the gods and goddesses, the combat power that makes the world dumbfounded

"In the ninth month of the human world, the cold and heat are not the same as in the past. Once you enter Taixuan, you will know the great Luotian."

Seeing the apocalyptic scene, Qi Tianchen and Xie Xuan's hearts tightened. Tuoba Zhan's attack had surpassed the realm of the gods and brought them an indescribable pressure.

But the next moment, the two heard the voice that sounded like Dao Yun echoing on the battlefield, as if a light penetrated the darkness, making the pressure disappear. The two couldn't help but look at each other. Although they didn't speak, they couldn't help but Look at each other and smile.

Xie Xuan only felt that he was holding a breath in his chest and felt unhappy. Zhao Shouyi, this young man, this Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain gave him a very good feeling. Scholars have the enthusiasm and pursuit of scholars. Zhao Shouyi is in a certain way similar to him. The image of a Taoist priest in my heart coincides with it.

To practice the way of heaven, hide in the mountains and forests, and walk in the world of mortals. What you practice is to be indifferent and abide by your original intention. Some people know why they do it, but they are at peace with it. Some people know that it cannot be done and do it. In the world of mortals, there are all kinds of things in all living beings.

"National Master, what a Qingcheng Mountain!!"

Qi Tianchen stretched out his hand and scratched his beard, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"A scholar is not a good Qingchengshan, but a good little Taoist priest, a good Zhao Shouyi."

Bloody color filled the air, like heavy fog.

A blazing white light illuminated the entire battlefield in an instant. In addition to the terrifying sword energy between heaven and earth, there was also a sword energy that penetrated the sky.

Zhao Shouyi remained silent, but the phantom behind him suddenly opened his eyes. The eyes were shining with divine light. There was no trace of humanity in them, only a kind of divinity that regarded all people as stupid dogs.

Tuoba Zhan's blow took away nearly 30% of the blood of those people. For those people, Tuoba Zhan's move took away not only their blood, but also their spirit.

However, after this blow, the collision did not end. The blood-colored sword light was like a torrential rain, and it struck with great rapidity.

"How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?"

The golden light, like a canopy falling, firmly protected Zhao Shouyi below. No matter how the scarlet blood energy impacted, he remained motionless.

This is the current situation on one side of Nanjue. On the other side, Zhao Shou is sitting cross-legged and floating in the air. At this moment, he really seems like a true immortal.

An ordinary person, if one-tenth of their blood and energy is suddenly sucked out, may be seriously injured and suffer from the root cause of the disease. Even though these people have practiced the technique, the damage left to them is irreparable.

The wind seemed to be torn apart, and the space was like a mirror, making a clicking sound, as if it could no longer bear the heavy force.

It was impossible to see clearly in the distance, but as far as the two of them felt, there was only regret in their hearts. This time, even if Zhao Shouyi stopped taking action, those soldiers in Nanjue might not live long.

A fierce collision ruthlessly unleashed the combat power represented by the Mystic Realm of Immortality. Terrifying fluctuations, like an earth dragon turning over, began to surge crazily in all directions.

Naturally, the sword light continued continuously, and the sword light did not stop. The swords intertwined, and it seemed that the next moment could smash the entire world to pieces.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly struck Zhao Shouyi. What followed was an overwhelming pressure.

There are three talents in heaven and earth, called heaven, earth and people. There are three bodies in the surrounding sky, called sun, moon and stars, and people have three treasures, which are called: "jing, qi, and spirit."

Behind him, there was not much movement in the phantom. There seemed to be a natural barrier around it, and the scarlet blood actually stopped three feet away from the phantom.

At this moment, it seemed that it was not only Tuoba Zhan, the possessed lunatic, who was crazy, but also the Taoist monk.

In this battle, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death.

Qi Tianchen and Xie Xuan, who were standing on the top of the city, were silent at this time. They had never thought that the battle between the two gods in the Mystic Realm would have such a result. In fact, not only the two of them, but even the group of Shenyouxuanjing far away in Jiangnan were silent at this time.

When the wind blows, some people feel like a gust of wind blowing in the cold winter months, making their whole bodies chill. Others feel like a spring breeze blowing through their hearts, and the haze in front of them is swept away.

"That means I won't forget, right??"

Li Hanyi's beautiful eyebrows had curved into crescents at some point, like a spring breeze caressing her face. When she first met the little guy, the appearance of the two swords still vaguely appeared in her mind.

Zhao Yuzhen was standing next to her at this time. Compared with Li Hanyi, the ice beauty, Zhao Yuzhen felt like a sun, one yin and one yang, one warm and one cold, complementing each other.

"I don't know. His sword moves were all figured out after going down the mountain. Speaking of which, I haven't seen that kid of his for a long time."

Zhao Yuzhen's words are warm and gentle, and he and Zhao Shouyi are almost printed in the same mold. After all, they are master and disciple, and they have the same temperament.

"Actually, the most important thing is not that move."

Sikong Changfeng looked at the motionless people around, and the turmoil in his eyes could not calm down for a long time.

Baili Dongjun shook his head.

"No wonder Mr. Mo Yi said that in the first place."

When he left, Mo Yi once said that Zhao Shouyi was a man who could create miracles. If he was willing to intervene in the temple and martial arts, then maybe everything would change.

"What's the meaning??"

Regarding the battle situation, Xiao Se and others are not advanced enough to see it, so they can only guess from the conversations between Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun.

"That boy may have transcended the fugue."

Baili Dongjun reached out and pinched his chin and rubbed the small moustache, with a hint of speculation in his tone.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this. Sikong Changfeng glanced at Baili Dongjun, and this was actually his guess.

He didn't know how much commotion would be caused by the extreme explosion of the Divine Movement Mysterious Realm, but as far as he was concerned, he would definitely not be able to cause such a commotion.

And this is the fundamental reason why those people are so honest now.

If Zhao Shouyi really transcends the Mystic Realm of Fugue, then all the current problems will no longer be a problem.

No one present knew the realm above the state of divine wandering, but judging from the fluctuations in the fight between the two men, even if the True Man Fire Dragon took action himself, he would only be asking for trouble.

"However, I don't feel like it yet."

Baili Dongjun had come into contact with Mo Yi, and he knew that Mo Yi's realm was far above the ordinary realm of divine movement. As for whether he had broken through the mysterious realm of divine movement, he had never asked, but the feeling Mo Yi gave him was different from that of Zhao Zhao now. He felt that there were some differences between Shouyi and his opponent, so he was still not sure whether Zhao Shouyi had broken through to the Mystic Realm of Immortal Movement.

"This battle should be decided soon."

(End of this chapter)