Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The voice is clear and gentle, like the breeze blowing on the face.

But to Zhang Qing's ears, this voice made her feel cold all over.

Jiang Sheng!

The true biography of Penglai Taoism, Jiang Sheng is here!

Zhang Qing was about to escape almost immediately, but a sudden murderous intent surrounded him, locking him tightly.

Almost instantly, Zhang Qing realized that there was murderous intent in all directions around him, as if he could not escape death no matter which direction he ran.

"Don't waste your efforts."

"You changed the technique, but your own hidden dangers have not been eliminated, and your cultivation has not improved a step in more than forty years."

"If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead a hundred miles away."

Before he finished speaking, wisps of green wind suddenly came from the seabed. As the green wind intertwined, a Taoist wearing a black robe and a green crown appeared in front of Zhang Qing.

"We met as old friends, and the Taoist priest became very fond of the Nu family." Zhang Qing suddenly smiled.

Jiang Sheng's expression was as usual: "That poor Taoist still calls you Miss Zhang. Miss Zhang, there is a settlement twenty miles ahead."

"How about you walk these twenty miles with me?"

Zhang Qing sighed: "Does the Nu family have any other options?"

Seeing that there was no sadness or joy in Jiang Sheng's eyes, Zhang Qing shook her head with a sad expression: "I understand."

Faced with Zhang Qing's small actions, Jiang Sheng had no trouble in his heart.

Under the water depth of thousands of miles in the East China Sea, a Taoist in a green crown and a mysterious robe and a female cultivator in a plain skirt walked quietly on the underwater reef path covered with corals.

There was not much joy in the atmosphere when old friends met, only a dead silence.

Finally, Jiang Sheng said, "I want to know what your Star Sect is planning."

Zhang Qing's voice was still pleasant, as if she was trying to seduce Jiang Sheng all the time: "How can a small character like me know about the plans of the big shots?"

"I'm afraid the Taoist Master has forgotten that the Nu family is just a golden elixir. It's still a figure in the backcountry, but on this eastern continent, I'm afraid it's not even a chess piece."

Jiang Sheng walked forward unhurriedly: "I believe you for the time being."

"Changing the question, on the Eastern Continent, how many Dharma Masters have come from your Star Saint Sect?"

Zhang Qing sighed: "These slaves are even less clear about it."

Jiang Sheng suddenly paused. He sensed a qi machine approaching quickly.

Zhang Qing looked at Jiang Sheng who had stopped, and couldn't help but feel hopeful: The reinforcements are finally here!

In the next breath, Jiang Sheng grabbed Zhang Qing, magic power surged around his body, and the breath of wind and thunder surged in an instant.

But suddenly green wind and purple lightning appeared on the seabed thousands of miles away. When the two stirred, they turned into the light and shadow of wind and thunder rising into the sky. Billions of tons of sea water surged in all directions under the stirring of wind and thunder, and turbulent water waves set off in the East China Sea.

The agitation of wind and thunder turned into spiral light and shadow and rushed straight to the water surface, rippling in the East China Sea with the stretching shadow of wind and lightning.

In less than three breaths, Jiang Sheng and Zhang Qing rushed out of the East China Sea, and the originally calm water surface instantly stirred up thousands of feet of water waves.

Zhang Qing felt dizzy and dizzy for a moment. Within a few breaths, she was pulled up into the air by Jiang Sheng from the bottom of the East China Sea. Such speed left Zhang Qing powerless to resist.

The next breath, the wind and waves on the East China Sea became stronger. The raging tide raised water pillars to the sky, and a figure rushed out of the water and arrived in front of Jiang Sheng.

The person who came was wearing a purple gold crown and billowing robe. He was a little thin, his face was feminine, but his energy was astonishing.

"Xia Mingying, I have met the Taoist priest."

"Speaking of which, where does the Taoist Master want to take my disciples of the Star Holy Sect?"

After Jiang Sheng saw Ming Ying, there was finally a smile in his indifferent eyes: "I know that as long as there is bait, I will definitely catch the big fish."

"Oh? The Taoist priest thinks I'm a fish? On the contrary, I think the Taoist priest is the fish." Ming Ying seemed to be confident, with a faint smile on his lips.

In an instant, terrifying spiritual pressure rose up on both Jiang Sheng and Ming Ying.

A stormy sea suddenly arose on the East China Sea. Thousands of feet of water waves carried tens of millions of seawater and bombarded the turbulent sea surface, splashing water vapor into the sky.

The strong wind roared in the sky continuously, and dark clouds had filled the sky before I knew it. Along with the sound of lightning and thunder, white arcs tore through the clouds and cut through the sky.

For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and an invisible pressure shrouded it, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, or like huge waves swallowing people up, thunder roaring, and fire growing.

Between the thunder and fire, Zhang Qing couldn't breathe at all, with such pressure that it was as deep as a prison.

Only then did Zhang Qing realize the real gap between herself and these proud men.

In just a few decades, Jiang Sheng has already broken through the Nascent Soul Realm. In terms of its powerful aura alone, I am afraid that it is not so terrifying even in the early stages of becoming a god.

And Ming Ying's Qi is equally deep and terrifying. This is the Holy Son of the Star Sect, and he is the true position of the Emperor on the Eastern Continent.

Boom!

The dull thunder exploded, and the purple lightning roared.

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "In that case, how about I make a bet with you?"

"Oh? Taoist priest, just say it."

Ming Ying was full of confidence and didn't care that this place was on the East China Sea, not far from Penglai Dao Sect.

"Just bet on who wins and who loses." "Winner takes all? Just what I want!"

After the two of them talked, the entangled spiritual forces between heaven and earth became even more terrifying, with arc sparks faintly growing.

Suddenly, Zhang Qing felt her body light up, and she was thrown out by Jiang Sheng.

Po Feng's whimpering sound was next to his ears. Zhang Qing raised his eyes and could only see a bright sword light rising.

The Qingping Sword had appeared in Jiang Sheng's hands at some unknown time. With his wits gathered, Jiang Sheng slashed out with the sword in a flash. In an instant, the green sword light reached the sky, and the sword light swept toward Ming Ying.

But he saw the green sword light splitting the clouds and smashing the thunder. In an instant, the sword light slashed three thousand miles.

As the sword light passed by, the wind and waves on the East China Sea suddenly separated and surged to the left and right. Wherever the sword light passed, there was only a deep sword mark, and the water waves could not close up and calm down.

Ming Ying calmly pointed, and a faint blue sword light surged away and collided with the cyan sword light.

Suddenly, the dark clouds were torn apart by the raging sword energy, revealing the strong wind, thunder and fire above.

Jiang Sheng raised his eyebrows, and the cyan and blue swords appeared on his side. In the next breath, the swords appeared invisible.

Ming Ying suddenly felt the sound of wind and water flowing in his ears. The breeze blew and the water trembled. Between the sky and the earth, there was wind and water rising. The blue sea and blue sky connected. The wind blew and the water moved, and the green and blue swords were rising. Entanglement comes quickly.

Among the electric light and flint, the green and blue swords entangled and stirred for thousands of miles, piercing the clouds and shattering the space. Wherever they passed, there was only a white sword mark that condensed and remained in the atmosphere.

There were no bursts of clouds, no sound of thunder, only the blue swords passing by between the sky and the sea, like skylight breaking through the clouds.

Ming Ying's expression changed slightly, and three faint blue lights suddenly shot out.

But after listening to the bursts of thunder, accompanied by a series of bursts of clouds, three faint blue lights and shadows hit the blue sword one after another like meteors chasing the moon.

After the three rays of light and shadow were shattered, the blue sword also dissipated in the sky and the earth.

In the next breath, with a move of Ming Ying's hand, three blue sword pills appeared in his palm.

It was these three sword pills that defeated Qinglan Jian Gang just now.

"It doesn't mean much to talk about swordsmanship alone. I might as well compare my thunder skills with the Taoist priest again!"

As he spoke, Ming Ying pulled his hands, and a faint blue thunder appeared. It was the Guishui True Thunder, one of the five elements of Yin Thunder.

The next moment, Guishui's true thunder turned into a water-refined dragon and galloped away. It turned over the clouds and rain and opened its big mouth to bite Jiang Sheng.

The red fire essence and blue thunder essence in Jiang Sheng's left hand continued to condense, and the Binghuo True Thunder took shape in a moment. With a dragon roar, the Red Fire Thunder Dragon transformed from the Binghuo True Thunder faced the water-refined dragon.

For a moment, the red fire thunder dragon and the water-refined dragon were seen galloping across the sky and earth, dyeing the sky for thousands of miles above the East China Sea into red and blue.

Accompanied by the roar of the angry dragon, deafening thunder resounded thousands of miles away, and Binghuo True Thunder and Guishui True Thunder exploded instantly.

The yang thunder of fire and the yin thunder of water turned into thunder and lightning all over the sky, and the billowing aftermath swept across all directions. Thousands of miles of clouds and smoke were cleared almost instantly. For a while, the sky was clear, the air was clear, and the sun was shining.

When it comes to playing with thunder, Jiang Sheng is not inferior to anyone.

With a move of both hands, the spiritual energy from the sky gathered together. In front of Jiang Sheng, the blue Renshui True Thunder, the red Binghuo True Thunder, and the yellow Wutu True Thunder appeared in sequence. The three-color True Thunder circulated uncertainly in Jiang Sheng's hands, destroying The Qi machine overflowed.

In an instant, the thunder roared, and the three-color true thunder turned into a thunder waterfall and rushed out.

Ming Ying snorted coldly, and Guishui True Thunder, Ding Huo True Thunder, and Yimu True Thunder turned into a three-color thunder wheel and were thrown by him, but he saw the three-color thunder wheel rotating, stirring up the wind and clouds thousands of miles away.

The thunder waterfall collided with the thunder wheel, and suddenly the terrifying destructive power was released in the sky.

The muffled thunder roared continuously, and for a time, the destructive thunder light kept appearing in the sky. The thunder surge turned into a violent and violent power, and the sky and the east sea were turbulent.

It was as if the sky and the earth were shattering, the sky and the earth were dark, the waves were rolling, and the momentum of the two men's fight had already alarmed the East China Sea.

But in the face of the raging thunder and the terrifying pressure, no one in the East China Sea was willing to take the lead.

"Taoist Priest, is this thunder method still enough to catch your eye?"

Ming Ying seemed to be asking Jiang Sheng, but his tone was full of pride.

As the Holy Son of the Star Saint Sect, his cultivation has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. He is no match for ordinary early stages of divine transformation. He can give a fight to even monks in the middle stage of divine transformation.

Facing a true successor of Penglai who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, Mingying was confident enough to save Zhang Qing from Jiang Sheng.

In fact, Ming Ying was very surprised that Jiang Sheng could fight so many moves with him. Are all the true disciples of Penglai Dao Sect so powerful?

"I want to ask you more, but the young master is preparing to break through the realm and become a god, condensing the Dharma?"

Jiang Sheng suddenly asked.

"So what?"

Ming Ying frowned slightly.

Confirming his guess, Jiang Sheng smiled slightly and said, "In that case, Pindao can rest assured."

Ming Ying didn't know why, but there was a vague feeling in his heart.

Suddenly there was a green wind blowing between the sky and the earth, then thunder suddenly appeared, blue water came in, and fire rose.

The power of wind, thunder, water and fire gathered around Jiang Sheng, and four rainbow lights flowed behind the head of the Taoist in green crown and black robe, and a dense stream of pure air hung down.

Ming Ying looked around in disbelief, and saw all the inspiration and vitality between heaven and earth rushing towards Jiang Sheng's position.

Behind Jiang Sheng, the power of wind, thunder, water, and fire continued to condense. As the clear light shone thousands of miles away, a thousand-foot-long Dharma form with wind and thunder on its body and water and fire on its feet suddenly appeared.

"It seems that the young master is going to lose everything in this round of gambling." (End of Chapter)