Hurry!

Yin fire penetrates through the top gate, passes through the internal organs, burns the limbs, hair, muscles and bones, and is burned.

Other true immortals can only use magic power to block, eliminate magic powers, protect them with magic weapons, and repair them with spiritual pills. The pain is hard to talk to others, and they can only bear it in order to survive the disaster.

Lu Qingfeng ignored it.

Let the yin fire burn, and even the face is enjoyable. The magic power soul and body wander in the hot springs, enjoying nourishment and growing slightly.

"Miu Miraculous!"

Lu Qingfeng was very happy.

You must know.

When he reaches his level, if he wants to go further, he must practice for a hundred years and a thousand years. He will continue to accumulate, constantly understand the great way, and when he achieves the perfect merits and practices, the fruit of the earthly immortals will be achieved.

Lu Qingfeng was not fast or slow, and he had long been confident.

Whether in the Nine Netherworlds or through the Black Star Realm to the South China Realm, he was practicing and never left behind. Seeing various practice systems in the human realm is also of great help to him to comprehend the "Dutian Dao".

But whether it is hard practice or long-term experience, it is not as great as possible under such disasters.

"There is really a great opportunity in this life."

Lu Qingfeng felt a little improvement and went further from the realm of Earth Immortals. He felt that what he had expected earlier was not bad, and he felt happy in his heart. He was not afraid of disasters and could not wait, "Come again!"

After wind and fire, it is a "thunder disaster".

In Wanghai Peak, Qin Fan was at this level. He was originally going to face the last disaster in 20 or 30 years. But after listening to Lu Qingfeng's sermon, he was moved and had a lot of insights.

In less than ten years, a "thunder disaster" will definitely come.

Lu Qingfeng has to take the lead.

"This wind and fire are harmless, and such functions can also be said to be. After the Tao has not been heard, there are 'five thunders', each leading his troops to attack each other. When the Tao has not been heard, the spirit will scatter in an instant and will never condense."

"This is a 'thunder disaster'."

The magic power has increased, and five hundred years of cultivation has increased instantly.

Dark clouds come

Thorn!

Rumble!

Thunder disasters came from the sky, lightning and thunder roared, hitting Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng's body is mysterious, his magic power is pure, and his soul is even more solid. He is not afraid of wind or rain, and there is no obstacle to thunder bombardment.

A thunder fell.

Instead, Lu Qingfeng's real cultivation level has improved a little more.

When the thunder of heaven dissipated, Lu Qingfeng's body had not even had a hair dissipated.

"Three disasters."

Lu Qingfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

These three disasters and disasters gave him a lot of surprises. Looking at himself, all the physical and spiritual powers of the soul have been improved. And after the disasters, it seems that even the great way in front of him is clearer.

"The three disasters are not obvious yet."

"But after the three disasters, there are still nine difficulties and ten disasters, and even five declines of heaven and man."

"This severe disaster continues to come, and while the severe tests have also paved the way to heaven for these true immortals."

Before going through the three disasters, Lu Qingfeng had only guesses and was still not sure.

But at this moment.

He dares to be sure

"After the five declines of heaven and man, he will definitely be able to attain the fruit of earthly immortals!"

The Little Water Realm has re-divided the true immortal with many disasters.

Above the four realms of true immortals, fifteen levels of "ten kalpas" and "five declines of heaven and man". The last nine difficulties is the peak of the Tao. When ten kalpas go up, every time you pass, you will go further from the Taoist fruit of the earthly immortals.

The layers of disasters are both tests and opportunities.

"The Earth Immortal Taoist Fruit is originally illusory. After cultivating to the peak of the Taoist Tao, after falling into the fog of immortality, immortality seems to be within reach, but it is still unattainable."

"It makes people feel desperate."

"The small and weak water boundary defines many boundaries, just like 'bright price tag'."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes were bright.

Although this method is cruel

The twenty-seventh level of calamity made the true immortals breathless. After many calamities, the true immortals fell down one after another, either died and disappeared, or their souls were scattered.

There are still only a few who can become earthly immortals.

But it's always a clear path.

Moreover, the four Taoshan schools are also making various attempts. If they find out the experience and rules, they may be able to create them even if they are able to find out.

"pity."

"No chance!"

Lu Qingfeng smiled, his long hair tied with green bamboo hairpin flying in the wind, and his clothes were just like a fairy in a painting.

Mana climbs.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years of Taoism will be enhanced.

The earth trembled.

The nine difficulties, the most difficult, is coming.

...

In the blink of an eye.

Thirty years have passed.

...

It is particularly lively under the Five Prison Peaks.

Because there were two immortal sects on Wuzhu Peak, at first, many mortals came to become disciples, and their families were brought to their families, gradually forming villages. Some merchants discovered business opportunities and gathered here, gradually forming a small town. Later, many villages near Wuzhu Peak gathered here because they were worried about the harassment of beasts and monsters.

Over time.

It became a small town.

Because a "Xiaoge River" divides east and west and flows through a small town, this town is called "Xiaoge Town".

Xiaoge Town is already lively and sells all kinds of novel and interesting gadgets. The "Immortals" on the mountain also like to come down to play. There are also people who come to buy fresh fruits and vegetables from time to time, and they often see disciples of the immortal family coming and going.

This day.

In Xiaoge Town, seven or eight people gathered on both sides of the Xiaoge River.

When confronting each other, the smell of gunpowder is full of gunpowder.

There were people on both sides who were either bleeding or pale and fell to the ground, obviously after a fight.

The people around him avoided from afar.

Anyone with knowledge knows

"Dashengmen and Wanghaifeng's people are fighting again!"

"I fought once a few days ago, and almost killed anyone. Judging from today's situation, I'm afraid it's lively."

Which of the people living in Xiaoge Town knows that the two immortal gates on Wuzhu Peak are incompatible?! Over the years, it has been very common to kill people, and it is really intense.

It's even clearer that old one

"More than thirty years ago, the two immortals were not so angry. However, since thirty years ago, there have been more and more battles between the two phases."

"A few years ago, all the immortals who could fly and escape from the sky came out to fight. The battle was like a collapse of land and the earth was so amazing!"

No one knows it.

But on both sides of Xiaoge River, Wanghaifeng and the disciples of Dashengmen naturally knew the battle three years ago.

When Qiu Bai heard this, he looked at the disciples of the Dashengmen on the West Bank and sneered, "Three years ago, Lu Yuan fought with my father and was defeated miserably. If it weren't for his kindness, then Lu Yuan would not have the life to live. Zhang Zhu, you are Lu Yuan's favorite disciple. How dare you fight me today?"

Qiu Bai held a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he looked at Zhang Zhu on the other side.

He is the son of Qiu Jin and Bai Jing, and he is very clear about the grudges between Lu Yuan, his father and Wang Haifeng.

This time I met disciple Lu Yuan and felt a sense of fighting.

"snort!"

"Don't try to speak out."

"In the battle three years ago, your father Qiu Jin was just fighting with my master, and he dared to speak out loud?"

Zhang Zhu snorted coldly, only defending his master Lu Yuan, but did not accept Qiu Baiqiu Zhan's words.

He fought with Qiu Bai a month ago, but it was just a match between him.

But there is a "Tao Forest of Enlightenment" on Wanghai Peak, which is a holy place for practice. After this month, Qiu Bai's Taoism has probably surpassed him.

At this time, fighting each other is very unwise.

It’s better to wait until the master comes and then do it clearly.

"Ha ha!"

"As a good match?"

"Don't put gilds on your face. If you dare not fight, just hold your tail up. It turns out that there are good teachers and disciples. The old one is an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, and the young one is also as timid as a mouse!"

Qiu Bai laughed loudly.

Zhang Zhu on the other side was determined to avoid the war, but after all, he was young and energetic, so he could not stand such excitement. He shouted "Looking for death!"

clang!

A yellow light passed by, and a flying sword swept through the sky and stabbed Qiu Bai directly.

"Good come!"

Seeing Zhang Zhu being stimulated, Qiu Bai was overjoyed.

With his hands pinched the sword technique, a flying sword shot out from his mouth, fighting with the flying sword in the sky. The sword technique changes, showing the exquisiteness of the two schools of sword techniques.

Both of them are practicing the seventh level of Qi training and have just entered the late stage of Qi training.

At this moment, they fought each other and there was no match for a moment.

"call!"

Zhang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart that "Enlightenment" is just like this.

However.

Qiu Bai slapped Leng Zi, and saw that the two flying swords were fighting fiercely. He used both minds and hands, and used the sword technique with one hand, spread it out with the other hand, silently using the mysterious skill.

Immediately, a thunder thunder broke out from the palm of his palm and slashed down from the air, hitting the top of Zhang Zhu's head.

"Thunder in the palm of your hand!"

Zhang Zhu was shocked and did not expect such a change.

There was no time to call back the flying sword, so I had to mobilize my magic power to protect the top door.

boom!

The thunder descended, but fortunately his magic power was not weak, so he blocked the thunder in his palm, and only shook his whole body and staggered.

"call!"

"fine!"

Zhang Zhu lost his breath.

But when he had just stood firm and was just glad that he saw a cold light suddenly appear from the corner of his eyes.

When I looked closely, my heart suddenly became cold

"My life is over!"

The cold light is nothing else, it is Qiu Bai Feijian.

While Zhang Zhu was fully prepared to guard against the thunder in his palm, the sword light diverged and swung past the blockade and took Zhang Zhu straight.

The five-level sword lights of the sword path are differentiated!

This is a level that only the peak of Qi training or even the masters of the soul can reach. Qiu Bai has obviously just reached it, and the sword light can only be divided into two channels, but it is enough to deal with Zhang Zhu.

The flying sword was fast and there was no stagnation.

laugh!

I saw a cold light circling around Zhang Zhu's neck and then turned around.

en route.

He even brought back the flying sword that had no control that fell from the air.

"Good sword!"

Qiu Bai didn't go to look at Zhang Zhu, took the flying sword and looked up and down, and couldn't help but praise him loudly.

“…”

There was silence around.

When the praise sounded, Zhang Zhu's big head rolled down on the other side, and countless blood spurted out of his neck, making him feel so crawling.

"Dead!"

"Zhang Zhu is dead?!"

"Senior Brother Qiu is mighty! Senior Brother Qiu is thousands of victories!"

On the east bank, when he saw Qiu Bai killing Zhang Zhu neatly, he was stunned and suddenly cheered like a thunderous roar. Even the two fellow disciples who had just lost a few hands and were injured lying on the ground, they were about to stretch their necks to see.

"hey-hey!"

Then he grinned.

On the other hand, there was a stir on the West Bank

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Junior Brother Zhang?"

"How dare you! How dare you kill someone?!"

For a moment, there was noisy, but no one dared to come forward and shout, and no one dared to come forward to fight.

"Wow!"

"Dead?!"

When the people around him saw the bloody scene, some timids covered their eyes and dared not look at them again. Some brave ones widened their eyes and watched the scene of the head falling to the ground, they were also shocked.

The East Coast is proud.

The West Bank Lost Mourning.

Just at this moment, a sword light came.

clang!

He went straight to Qiu Bai without reason.

When the sword moves, there is a sound of thunder.

"Sword Qi Lei Yin!"

"The soul takes action?!"

Qiu Bai was shocked.

I want to hide, but under the cover of sword intent, where can I dodge the power?

Seeing that the sword was about to behead his head and die in Zhang Zhu's after his death

"My life is over!"

Qiu Bairu fell into an ice cave.

Fortunately, his life should not be lost.

But I saw a blue light flashing in the east, as if it turned into a sharp sword thread, and flew back to the sword that was about to kill Qiu Bai's face.

Only then did the sound come

"Lu Yuan, a son who bullies the young is really not a son!"

Hearing the voice of someone, Qiu Bai was overjoyed, "Father!"

After being reborn after the disaster, a cold sweat had already arisen behind him.

The sound of people coming from the east was stirring.

Wait until the words are finished.

Only then did they see one person showing their figure.

Not another one.

The sharp middle-aged man in the east is Qiu Jin, the "Qingye Sword" of Wanghai Peak.

The middle-aged man with half-gray hair in the west is Lu Yuan, the Dashengmen ‘Zhu Xiejian’.

Lu Yuan held the sword and saw a trace of white marks hidden on it, his heart was shaken.

"Stir the sword into silk?!"

....

Master Huang Ting
Chapter completed!