The Immortal Spiritual Picture

What a crazy young man!

This was the common thought of the four Void Refinement monks on Hanying Mountain at that moment.

Does he not know how many Void Refining cultivators there are on Hanying Mountain, or is he so confident in his own strength that he is arrogant?

In a cave, Zhong Shi, a seventh-level high-grade alchemist, stood in the door of the cave and thought like this. He touched his precious alchemy furnace and looked out.

It would be nice if he didn't move away. The ground fire in Hanying Mountain was very good and he didn't want to leave.

But even with this thought, Zhong Shi had no intention of running away and fighting with Gu Changhuan.

He was a weak alchemist with mediocre fighting skills. If no one took the lead, he would not dare to touch Gu Changhuan's troubles.

But Zhong Shi didn't dare. Some people did.

I saw a cold light flying toward Gu Changhuan in a certain mountain peak!

It was the old man with white eyebrows and a stern expression!

Xu Shi saw someone taking the lead, and then two more Void Refining cultivators flew out.

Gu Changhuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.

Isn't this a coincidence? The pre-, middle- and late stages of the cultivation are all gathered together.

Seeing the three people looking at him with hostility, Gu Changhuan smiled, pointed upward and said:

"Guys, we can't fight here.

How about going to fight above Gangfeng? "

What a joke, if these Void Refining monks really fight, will they still need the seventh-order high-grade spiritual veins here?

The Void Refining cultivator can move mountains and seas with all his strength, but he doesn't want a tattered high-level spiritual vein.

Seeing that Gu Changhuan actually regarded Hanying Mountain as something in his pocket and could not bear to damage it, the three Xuefang cultivators in Hanying Mountain became angry. The old man's snow-white eyebrows almost stood up, and he snorted coldly. With a sound, he said:

"This is natural. I have lived on Hanying Mountain for more than a hundred years, and I have never seen any damage to the mountains, rivers, and vegetation here."

Gu Changhuan nodded slightly, and just when he was about to escape upward with the old man and others, Zhong Shi flew over slowly carrying his small alchemy furnace.

"Well, can I join?"

Zhong Shi looked at the faces of Gu Changhuan, the old man and others and asked cautiously.

Perhaps he felt that what he said was not appropriate, so Zhong Shi added:

"If you can win, just let me continue to live in Hanying Mountain. I have no problem with you wanting to live here."

Seeing him like this, Gu Changhuan actually had a smile in his eyes, nodded and said:

"Of course you can."

The last monk who came in the late stage of Void Refining was full of fire. He looked like he was either an alchemist or a weapon refiner.

After saying that, Gu Changhuan turned into a ray of light and reached above the Gangfeng!

Naturally not to be outdone, the white-browed old man and the other three people also turned into escaping lights and chased after him!

When Zhong Shi saw that they were all running away, he looked around confusedly, and then he realized that he also turned into a ray of light and flew upwards.

Above the Gangfeng is a barren land without spiritual energy.

Many high-level immortal cultivators don't like this place, because if they fight under the strong wind, they can mobilize the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for their own use, leaving some true energy during the fight, but if they fight above the strong wind, they can only I can now rely on my own cultivation and means.

However, the fighting skills of high-level immortal cultivators are too powerful and can easily change the landscape and cause innocent people to collapse their spiritual veins. Therefore, sometimes even if they are reluctant, they will still choose to fight on the Gangfeng.

There are even regulations in some human race state capitals that do not allow monks at the Void Refining Stage and above to fight under the Gang Feng.

What they fear is that when gods fight, fish in the pond will suffer, and their spiritual veins will collapse, or even the city and country will be destroyed.

But the Land of Spiritual Destruction has been isolated from the world for more than three hundred years, and many rules are no longer so important.

Back to the subject, here Gu Changhuan, the white-browed old man and others fled to the Gangfeng one after another. They saw five people standing opposite each other. Gu Changhuan calmly took out the sky-suppressing gun, glanced at the four people opposite, and asked with a smile:

"Are they all going to attack together or are they going to fight each other?"

The white-browed old man, Zhong Shi and the other four looked at each other after hearing this, and finally the white-browed old man said:

"Then I'll shamelessly fight fellow Taoist together."

Gu Changhuan smiled meaninglessly, and with a flash of inspiration on his body, his true energy was injected into the sky-suppressing gun, and the gun came out like a dragon and hit the white-browed old man's eyebrows!

Seeing Gu Changhuan making a move with Ling Lie, everyone else was shocked, but the white-browed old man was obviously a man with rich experience in magic. He waved his sleeves and a shield flew out while sideways avoiding the bloody cold light of the sky-suppressing spear. At the same time, Bai Mei raised his palm and struck Gu Changhuan fiercely!

Gu Changhuan showed no fear when the attack failed. He held the spear in his hand and turned it upwards. The next moment, the fierce collision between the spiritual wind and palm wind set off by the spear made a thunderous sound!

At this time, the attacks of the other three Void Refining monks were also attacking Gu Changhuan from three different directions!

The sword light, fly whisk, and thunder arrows all emitted violent spiritual energy fluctuations, and in the blink of an eye they shot behind Gu Changhuan and exploded.

For a moment, the bursting light of the spell completely engulfed Gu Changhuan. The white-browed old man frowned, and the protective aura flashed on his body. He gritted his teeth, and the true energy gathered in his palm. Suddenly, the entire palm became as black as ink, and the coldness was overwhelming. .

At the same time, a series of thunder guns condensed and formed, each one chasing Zhong Shi and others as if they had eyes.

Zhong Shi and others were dodging the thunder gun attacks while keeping an eye on Gu Changhuan. Seeing the white-browed old man struggling, not only a hint of horror flashed in his eyes, but they all thought that the attack by the three of them just now had no effect. No effect at all?

Then, the light faded away, and Gu Changhuan was protected by a golden ancient bell. Gu Changhuan in the golden bell was unharmed and calmly dealt with the attacks of the white-browed old man. He could even use half of his attention and true energy to deal with them.

However, Zhong Shi and the other three were all cultivators of the Void Refining Sect. Although they were not as good as the white-browed old man and even worse than Gu Changhuan in fighting, they still had some means to deal with them.

Zhong Shi took out a small purple furnace, and his hands quickly pinched the purple furnace to make it bigger. Then, with a low shout from Zhong Shi, the purple furnace opened its lid in an instant and swallowed the thunder gun that followed Zhong Shi whole!

On the other side, the sturdy man in the middle stage of the Void Refining Sect saw that there was no hope of getting rid of the thunder gun, so he turned around and injected his true energy with all his strength to punch. The fist force with a flash of fire hit the thunder gun directly. After a violent explosion, the fist force and the thunder gun offset each other and disappeared.

As for the remaining female cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, she was quickly performing some kind of secret technique. With a low shout, she waved the whisk in her hand, and the whisk suddenly expanded like an ocean, blocking the lightning spear.

On the other side, Gu Changhuan had already exchanged hundreds of moves with the white-browed old man.

The white-browed old man's palm technique was exquisite, and each palm contained a different extreme cold power. If an ordinary Void Refining Realm cultivator was hit by one of his palms, his true essence would definitely be frozen and sluggish, and in serious cases, his meridians might be damaged. However, for Gu Changhuan, this extreme cold power was nothing.