Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Wang Bairan stood in midair, with a brilliant white light under his feet. Looking closely, it was countless fragments of golden light constantly colliding. The sound of clouds rose, protecting the body and blocking the aftermath of the impact. He raised his eyebrows and quietly watched the four auras rushing into the sky not far away.

One of them was an overwhelming mysterious energy, with the sky above and the peaks below. Thunder and wind were everywhere, and the magnificent momentum was still overwhelming even at a distance. It was hard to resist.

Just listening, there was an incredible rolling thunder sound, containing the power of heaven.

"What a powerful magic power."

A touch of gold appeared in Wang Bairan's eyes, as if thousands of stars appeared. This was Zhou Qing who single-handedly resisted the three Yuanying three-level cultivators from Doumu Palace, Taixiao Sect and Yingtian Academy.

Looking at the situation, one against three, with ease and calmness.

Although such a "competition" did not use magical powers and Taoism, but only compared the Dharma body and magic power, Zhou Qing, as a newly promoted great monk, faced three old great monks without losing the upper hand. It can only be said to be terrifying!

"Let's take a look."

Wang Boran stepped on a point, and the bright white light circled around, like a halo, blocking in front of him. His eyes were bright, and he continued to watch the battle. Just now, it was just a small test. The three old great monks were not easy to deal with and would not give up.

Below, there is another good show to watch.

Shen Ziguang stood in the air, his feet on the flying crane, his body accompanied by the phoenix cloud, his eyes were cold, staring at Zhou Qing's direction like frost and snow, sensing that kind of distant and deep magic power, pushing over from afar, like a river, carrying an unstoppable force, making him feel pressured.

"The Purple and Green High Saint Yuanhuang Transformed into a Dragon?"

Although Shen Ziguang had never practiced this mysterious skill, he knew the fundamental mysterious skill of the Biyou Palace very well. Seeing the deep and silent atmosphere in this magic power, he had some guesses.

In the Biyou Palace, the mysterious skill of the Purple and Green High Saint Yuanhuang Transformed into a Dragon has a special meaning. Zhou Qing practiced this skill and supplemented it with the inheritance treasure of the Biyou Palace. In the future, he will definitely share the luck and inheritance left by the Biyou Palace.

It is indeed a wise move for the real person of the sect to take back the inheritance treasure of the Biyou Palace and kill it in the bud.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy will lead to victory in all battles. Thinking of this, Shen Ziguang's Dharma body shook, and a circle of brilliant halo appeared under his feet. Countless seal characters appeared inside, and when they touched the Qi machine, they turned into countless fairy birds and beasts, flying forward together.

From a distance, the sky was filled with brilliant light that spanned the long sky. Wherever it went, there were dragons flying, phoenixes roosting, countless cranes and spirit deer running, and a tsunami-like frenzy was coming.

Even without using magical powers, just relying on the Yuanying Dharma Body to perform mysterious skills and control the magic power, it can also set off such an overwhelming power!

This is the induction of heaven and earth, this is the power of a great cultivator!

Jiang Shuyuan saw it, and her jade face was icy. She raised her hand, revealing her snow-white wrist, and a brilliant and divine treasure light shot out. In an instant, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and the clouds and the sun shining down all disappeared. Only the divine light rushed into the sky, turning the world, changing the fate, and reversing the five elements.

Faintly, countless divine lights appeared around the great monk of Doumu Palace, just like a legendary divine palace, with golden pillars and jade windows, flying eaves and precious railings, and gods living in it, chanting at the same time, filled with a kind of mystery.

At this moment, this female fairy almost became the master of all gods, and with a command, the world turned upside down.

Seeing the two fellows rise up to the mysterious power and stir the qi, the great monk from Yingtian Academy smiled lightly, and the embroidered articles on the robe flew out, turning into an ancient and withered scroll, flying into the air. After opening it, in countless lights, the sound of reading aloud came out, telling the truth.

The three great monks from Taixiao Sect, Doumu Palace and Yingtian Academy attacked together, setting off a huge wave, containing cold murderous intent, which was obviously much more powerful than before.

If the attack just now was just a random attack, now the three of them are doing their best and cooperating with each other. They are bound to overwhelm Zhou Qing, the newly promoted great monk.

Seeing this unstoppable momentum, the eyes of the other great monks watching the battle were bright, and their consciousness spread out, wandering around, not missing any clues of collision.

Although they seemed to be neutral and did not personally test it, they were also very curious about Zhou Qing's true strength.

Zhou Qing raised his head slightly and looked at his feet. On the original clouds, countless cold colors fell down, clusters and clusters, like a treasure wheel, and immeasurable murderous intent was entangled on it, which made people feel that a disaster was coming.

Such cold murderous intent, reflected on his face, was like thunder, cutting off life.

Zhou Qing saw it and took a deep breath. A glazed color appeared on his body, making a rumbling sound. Then three magic powers whistled out, rushed into the air, and then followed the qi to expand violently.

One of them was as deep as the abyss, containing ten thousand years of ice. Any bird or beast would be immediately sunk to the bottom of the water once it entered it. Endless coldness surged over and froze it in the deepest part, unable to move; the other one was bright white and cold, constantly jumping, containing sharpness. No matter how many palaces there were and how deep the gods lived, it would be cut open with swords and killed to the deepest part; the last one was lush and green, constantly giving birth to green, like a brocade article, entangled with it one by one, becoming tighter and tighter, making it impossible to continue.

Three mysterious skills, three magic powers, tit-for-tat, confronting it.

In the perception of Wang Boran, a great monk, the entire sky is covered by the power that covers the sky and the sun. Different forces are clashing, rumbling, each one is gathering force, and has the potential to move mountains and seas. .

Wang Boran's consciousness was like a mirror, reflecting three rays of skyrocketing light. This time Zhou Qing was actually a fellow practitioner of the three methods, and they had all reached an extremely deep state. The three powers belonged to metal, wood, and water, and they were constantly improving among themselves.

At a glance, he had transformed into three people, blocking the three veteran monks and preventing them from advancing even an inch.

"Water, Metal and Wood."

Wang Boran was shocked. Fellow practitioners of the Three Methods were indeed unparalleled in their magic power, but such a path required perfecting every mysterious skill at the time of promotion. Zhou Qing was promoted to a great monk in a short period of time, and his cultivation speed was extremely rare. He even suspected that the other party had a special Taoist body and only practiced one mysterious skill. How could he be a fellow practitioner of the three methods?

How can fellow practitioners of the three methods practice so quickly?

Beyond imagination and cognition, legends, myths, no words can describe his shock at this moment.

Not only Wang Boran, but everyone who sensed Zhou Qing's Three Methods practitioners was shocked. There is a huge difference between being promoted to a great monk at a young age and being promoted to a great monk from a Three Methods practitioner at a young age!

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They watched helplessly as the mana that rushed out of Zhou Qing continued to expand and spread in all directions. They single-handedly blocked the power of the three great monks.

This is not over yet, Zhou Qing's power seems to have no end, rolling forward, more and more, getting stronger and stronger. As time goes by, it actually suppresses the power of the three great monks and retreats step by step.

In the field, the energy of metal, wood and water are constantly roaring, merging with each other and filling all directions. And the power of the three great monks began to retreat, retreating to their original position covered by the mountain peaks, returning to their original position.

Zhou Qing felt the emotions of shock and anger coming from the three great monks, and his expression was calm.

If he were to compete with divine channel arts, magic weapons, or forbidden spells, he might not be able to defeat three veteran monks due to his short training time. However, if he only competes with the magic power of Xuan Gong, even if he can face three people with his own strength, he will not be able to defeat them. Do your part.

After all, he already has nine points of immortal bones and a first-level elixir. He also uses the three methods to achieve a super-level Dharmakaya, ranking above the three vehicles. His foundation is deep and his magic power is majestic. Not to mention that few in the same realm can compare. There are few opponents.

Not to mention, he also has rare treasures like the Green Pond of Creation. Even if his mana is really exhausted, it will be replenished as soon as the rain falls. The green pond of good fortune is not empty, and the magic power is continuous.

With one against three, not only was he not afraid, but he was sure of victory!

Jiang Shuyuan from Doumu Palace, Shen Ziguang from Taixiao Sect, and the one from Yingtian Academy, the three of them had exerted all their strength, but they found that every force blocking them was like a mountain, making it difficult for them to move forward, and they couldn't help but turn pale. .

However, they were all tough-minded people and were still unwilling to give in, so they held on and planned to spend more time. They didn't believe that three against one could be so embarrassing.

Seeing that the three of them were unwilling to give up without seeing the Yellow River, Zhou Qing snorted secretly. The magic body shone brightly again, and all the accumulated magic power was released like a flood.

This time, in addition to not using the exotic treasure to create the Qingchi, he almost released all his magic power at once, truly going all out without any reservation.

This Dharma Conference was held early to build momentum for him, the Luochuan Zhou family, and the Zhenyi sect, so it was bound to be earth-shattering.

The next moment, there was an unprecedented loud bang, like a thunderbolt from the sky falling into the world. The magic power of the three high Xuanmen monks truly retreated and they shrank into their own one-third of an acre of land.

In the entire sky, only Zhou Qing's magic power lay there. The metal, wood, and water had merged into one, turning into the form of a celestial river, suppressing the peaks, high above.