Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The auspicious air turns into a belt of thousands of feathers, and the clear light reflects the mist.

The Qianzhang Yuchen Tianjun, wearing a sapphire star-picking crown and a mysterious bottom lotus pattern robe, stands in the thunder and fire, with the four-color sword sword disappearing and appearing. One hand holds the sword finger, and the other hand holds the jade seal.

As Tianjun bowed his head, his pair of light green immortal eyes cast an indifferent gaze. For a moment, it seemed as if there were thunder and fire splashing, and murderous intent was clear.

"Dharma image?!"

Ming Ying squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

The Dharma can be realized in the Nascent Soul Realm. Is this the treatment of the Penglai Taoist True Tradition?
The Xingchen Holy Sect has developed quite strongly in the past few years since it left the world of mountains and rivers.

Today, the Xingchen Holy Sect has eight or nine Dharma Masters and four or five True Sons. They have not only taken root in the Canghai Realm, but also occupied a place in the Panfeng Realm.

It stands to reason that as the Holy Son of the Holy Sect, Ming Ying's status in the Star Holy Sect is second only to those of the Dharma True People. He is at a high level and has all kinds of resources, including natural and earthly treasures, as well as female cultivators and servants to choose from.

But even so, Ming Ying, the true holy son, did not have such good things as the Qing Qi of Heaven and the Mother Qi of the Earth to use when giving birth to a baby.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng was able to achieve Taiyi Yuanying in the Yuanying realm, Ming Ying said it was a lie if he said he was not envious.

"I wonder why you dare to use the early stage of Yuanying to fight with me in the late stage of Yuanying. It turns out to be Taiyi Yuanying. I really underestimated you."

As he spoke, Ming Ying's left hand shrunk in his sleeve and silently pinched a Talisman of Instant Miles.

As the true saint son of the Holy Sect, Ming Ying's cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage. Facing the true successors of the same realm in the five holy places of the Mountain and River Realm, he has the confidence to compete with them. Even if he cannot defeat him, he can still defeat him. retreat.

But this does not mean that he can fight against the Dharma.

The late Nascent Soul of famous sects can compete with ordinary early-stage gods, but it has never been said that the late-stage Nascent Souls of famous sects overestimate their capabilities and challenge the late stages of divine transformation.

That is not to fight, but to seek death.

If you want to fight against Taiyi Yuanying, the best way is to invite a law-like god to come and crush it with its strength.

Now that Jiang Sheng has manifested the Dharma, Ming Ying immediately wanted to retreat.

"Oh? Master, have you admitted defeat?"

"Of course not!"

Saying that, Ming Ying suddenly crushed the Talisman of Instant Miles, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Sheng also used his methods at the same time, but he saw that the sleeve of Yuchen Tianjun's right hand suddenly turned into the size of ten thousand feet. The cuff that was constantly beating was like a bag that could encompass the world, and it was also like a bottomless abyss that swallowed everything. Ingest everything within a thousand miles around.

Almost at the moment Ming Ying disappeared, Jiang Sheng simultaneously used the art of the universe within his sleeves.

But even so, Ming Ying was still able to escape.

"Ok?"

Jiang Sheng frowned, the jade seal he held up in his left hand hung on his shoulder, and a jade disk and compass appeared in his palm.

"Want to run?"

In the next breath, Jiang Sheng activated the jade disc compass and wrapped the absorbed Mingying Qi around it. However, in the third breath, Jiang Sheng locked onto Mingying's Qi.

At this time, Ming Ying, who had escaped thousands of miles, was holding Zhang Qing in one hand and crushing the Instant Ten Thousand Miles Talisman again with the other hand.

After crushing three Instant Ten Thousand Miles Talisman in succession and running 40,000 miles away, Ming Ying's already feminine face was now even more gloomy and almost dripping with water.

"Damn it, why didn't you say Lingyuan is Taiyi Nascent Soul?"

Zhang Qing looked innocent: "I haven't met him for more than 40 years, how do I know he is Taiyi Yuanying?"

Ming Ying was choked by Zhang Qing's words for a long time before she finally managed to say: "Trash!"

Zhang Qing couldn't help but sneered after hearing this: "If I am a waste, what do my cheap master and Elder Miaoxin mean to me?"

"Sir, please understand the current situation. Only I can help you."

Ming Ying was about to scold Zhang Qing after hearing this. He was very aware of this woman's methods and ambitions, but if it weren't for this woman's ability, he would not have chosen to cooperate with Zhang Qing.

Suddenly, Ming Ying suddenly shouted in her heart for no reason: "What did you just say? Elder Miaoxin also died?"

"If nothing else happens, this matter is inseparable from Lingyuan." Zhang Qing said.

Ming Ying's face instantly turned pale. He crushed an instantaneous talisman with his left hand again, and took Zhang Qing with him to leap thousands of miles away.

"What happened?" Zhang Qing looked at Ming Ying's face and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Ming Ying said angrily: "Elder Miaoxin is the best at calculating heavenly secrets. She has a spiritual treasure in her hand that is specially used to deduce heavenly secrets, called the Yulong Golden Plate. If Elder Miaoxin falls, who will the Yulong Golden Plate fall to? In hand?"

Zhang Qing thought of Jiang Sheng who had been waiting for him at the bottom of the East China Sea for a long time, and his face darkened: "You mean Lingyuan?"

Before Ming Ying could answer, Jiang Sheng's voice sounded from the sky.

"Yes, that treasure is in Pindao's hands!"

Before he finished speaking, thunder exploded, and a blue-purple lightning struck down in the sky, splashing thousands of feet of water on the sea surface.

The next breath, the familiar Qing Zhenghao air appeared in front of him.

Ming Ying and Zhang Qing looked up and saw blazing fire and green thunder in the sky. Yuchen Tianjun separated the clouds in the sky, pinched the Thunder Technique in his right hand, and held a jade disc compass in his left hand.

The exquisite jade face and the meteorite gold plate are the favorite magic weapons of Fang Lan, the Miaoxin master of the Star Saint Sect. The jade gold plate is her treasure for deducing the secrets of the heavens and observing the stars and understanding the human heart.

Now, this magic weapon fell into Jiang Sheng's hands. At this moment, Ming Ying and Zhang Qing cursed Fang Lan for harming others.

"It is indeed a good treasure. Although it is not as good as it was in its heyday, Pindao can only barely control it. It can be used to find the two of you, but it is still very simple."

Jiang Sheng said with a faint smile in his eyes: "You two, there is still a chance of survival if we are caught without any help. Don't say you didn't predict what you said."

Ming Ying's whole body was tense, and the magic power in his body was constantly surging through his meridians. He didn't want to fall into the hands of Penglai Daozong.

"Do it!"

With a loud shout, Ming Ying threw Zhang Qing in his hand towards Jiang Sheng, and at the same time crushed the Instant Miles Talisman again.

Although he had expected it, Zhang Qing still felt extremely resentful after being thrown away by Ming Ying!
One or two, what do they think of her Zhang Qing? !

First Jiang Sheng, then Ming Ying, did these superior true successors ever really take her seriously?

Zhang Qing, who has always been proud of her talent, feels that she has been insulted. No matter how talented and capable she is, she has never been looked down upon by others.

At this moment, Zhang Qing felt that there was a crack in the pride that she had always insisted on.

However, before Zhang Qing could react, Yuchen Tianjun made a move with his sleeves, and instantly his sleeves turned into vast pockets, encompassing the world.

Zhang Qing, who was thrown into a state of despair, could only see the sky was dark and the earth was dark, with flying sand and rocks. The next breath she took was put into Jiang Sheng's sleeve.

"She can't run away, and neither can you!"

With a cold snort, Yuchen Tianjun took one step and was five thousand miles away. He took another step and appeared thousands of miles away.

Above the sky, in the layer of strong wind, thunder and fire.

The surrounding wind is fierce and the thunder and fire are merciless. Looking in all directions, there are only raging storms and violent thunder and fire. Ordinary monks cannot hold on here for a moment.

And in this raging storm, thunder and fire, the clear air surged around a thousand-foot-long god-man, wind and thunder wrapped around his body, and water and fire followed his shape. With one step, the thunder, fire, and wind around the sky were separated, and he swept thousands of miles away in an instant.

Jiang Sheng firmly locked Ming Ying's Qi machine, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered together, pouring into Yuchen Tianjun's Dharma, maintaining the magic power of this thousand-foot-long god.

Looking at the figure above the East China Sea running towards the South China Sea, Jiang Sheng stretched out one hand, and Yuchen Tianjun stretched out a palm at the same time.

"Yiqi·Heaven and Earth Qianyuan Palm."

In an instant, Ming Ying felt that the sky was getting dark. When he turned around to look, Ming Ying couldn't help but feel his eyes tearing apart.

It was a cyan palm that kept pressing down.

When the palm falls, the thunder, fire, and wind and water around it continue to grow and stir, the atmosphere is pushed away, and the space continues to collapse as the palm presses down.

With every breath, the palm was absorbing the vitality and inspiration between heaven and earth to expand its body, but in the blink of an eye, the cyan palm had exceeded the size of one hundred thousand feet.

At this time, the giant green palm had covered the sky and the sun, carrying the mighty wind, thunder, water and fire, as if it was about to collapse the sky and crack the earth.

Guishui Zhenlei, Dinghuo Zhenlei, and Yimu Zhenlei were mobilized by Mingying. In an instant, the three lines of Yin thunder turned into a ferocious and angry dragon and roared to meet the giant palm that suppressed everything.

Ming Ying was still worried. Three Xuanshui Sword Pills were shot out by him. In an instant, the three sword pills were submerged into the Yin Thunder Furious Dragon. They supported the angry dragon's head and worked together to hit the giant cyan palm that was constantly breeding wind, thunder, water and fire. .

"Destroy it for me!"

Ming Ying roared angrily, his whole body's magic power began to circulate, and he continued to use magical powers.

But I saw the angry dragon rising into the sky, the thunder surging, and the shadow of the thunder sword turning into thousands of winds flying across the sky.

Above the East China Sea, strong winds suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye there were lightning and thunder, violent storms, and waves one after another, turning into thousands of feet of turbulent waves and crashing into the sky in an instant.

There are countless water tribes in the East China Sea who are trembling with fear at the moment, looking at the fighting above the water in awe.

Seeing the overwhelming thunder dragon and the giant cyan palm falling from the sky, these water tribes fled in panic, wishing they could run a hundred thousand miles away in one breath.

Thousands of feet of dark thunder and an angry dragon roared, and its power was like opening the sky.

But all of this seemed too small in front of the giant green palm.

As the giant palm fell, the angry dragon exploded, deafening thunder spread across thousands of miles, and the sword shadow of thunder and light seemed to fly through the sky like a wild mist, but in the end it turned into nothingness.

No matter how powerful his thunder or sword light was, he could not stop the giant cyan palm in the slightest.

Even the increasingly turbulent waves were calmed down by the suppression of the giant green palm.

"impossible!"

Ming Ying's eyes were about to burst. He never imagined that the Holy Son of his majestic Xingchen Holy Sect would be suppressed by the true inheritance of Penglai Dao Sect for the first time in the world of mountains and rivers.

"Nothing is Impossible!"

Yuchen Tianjun's light blue fairy eyes were full of indifference.

In Ming Ying's view, Jiang Sheng's expression at this moment, that face without sadness or joy, was so similar to those of the high-ranking gods in the Panfeng Realm, and even his Qi was so similar.

He was extremely unwilling in his heart. If he could obtain the Qing Qi of Heaven and the Qi of Mother Earth when he was in Jindan, why would he be so embarrassed by being suppressed by Jiang Sheng at this time?
However, Ming Ying no longer had time to think so much, as the giant green palm with a radius of 100,000 feet suddenly fell down.

Suddenly, Ming Ying was knocked down into the East China Sea. Before he could resist, the giant green palm submerged into the sea water and directly suppressed him at the bottom of the East China Sea.

The rocks at the bottom of the East China Sea collapsed, and the mud and sand danced wildly. For a while, the bottom of the sea shook violently like an earth dragon turning over.

At the same time, accompanied by the turbulence on the bottom of the water, a huge storm suddenly broke out on the East China Sea! (End of chapter)