The first thousand two hundred and ninety-nine chapters raise the hand is the law, fall is the force
Although the Qinglin transformed by the Qi of Qingmu cannot reach the level of a living dead, the flesh and white bones are more than enough. The monks who were attacked by ghosts, but as long as they still had a breath of life, were quickly healed by the rain of Qinglin.
repair.
Most of those ghosts had been strangled by thick vines, and the few that were still alive were tied like rice dumplings and could no longer move.
The monks from the Lengxing Realm almost lost their lives watching the excitement. At this time, they were so regretful that their intestines turned green. They resented the Demon Lord for betting on them, but they did not dare to reveal anything. They could only place their hopes on another Mahayana.
senior.
The man had his back to them, standing as tall and proud as a bamboo. The falling green rain gradually turned into white clouds, as misty as a fairy, and as peaceful as a dreamland.
Shengyu, one of Liu Qinghuan's Dao realms, a large area nearby is shrouded in it.
Outside the realm of life, there is a lonely land with flying dust and no life.
"It depends on how long you can protect them!" Tu Shang said indifferently, raising the bone staff in his hand high, leaving a mysterious trajectory in the air.
Then he saw huge gray waves coming over him one after another, but the habitat where Liu Qinghuan was located was like a lonely island in the sea, bearing the violent impact of waves, constantly being encroached on the territory, and the scope was getting smaller and smaller.
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Liu Qinghuan became more and more confident, and the other party didn't know what to think. He actually wanted to use the art of the Great Dao to suppress him. In addition, his cultivation level was two levels higher than his, so he must have a deeper understanding of the laws of heaven than him, so he became even more unscrupulous.
Liu Qinghuan felt a wisp of dark law power fall on him, as light as a goose feather and as heavy as a mountain. The white mist behind him also flowed slower and slower, gradually becoming stagnant.
The Great Nirvana Technique, birth and death are both peaceful and peaceful.
Liu Qinghuan's back felt as if it was under tremendous pressure. Seeing this, Tu Shang showed excitement: "The rumors say that your Taoist skills are extremely powerful, but now it seems that they are just mediocre. What about your great cause and effect technique?"
, I heard that it can also attract the immortal thunder?"
Liu Qinghuan raised his head slightly and asked, "Do you want to see it?"
Tu Shang opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but he hesitated before the words came out.
If you want the fairy thunder summoned by the opponent in the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors to directly kill a god and demon, his head does not seem to be as hard as the gods and demons, so you should be more cautious.
"So I don't have the courage!" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sneered, handed the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen to his left hand, stood up straight under the weight of the power of the law, his skin gradually turned golden red: "Unfortunately, I don't want to use the thunder technique today, you
I’m afraid I won’t be able to see the power of the Immortal Thunder…”
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to explore the void, and the silver-black gun body suddenly appeared. The extremely ferocious aura roared like a dragon coming out of the gate, and long blood marks appeared out of thin air, just like some
Nothingness is torn apart.
The heavy pressure on Liu Qinghuan's back suddenly eased. Under Tu Shang's surprised gaze, his whole body emitted a blazing light, and a black and white lotus appeared under his feet.
He lowered his head and looked at the flower, then raised his feet, walked out of the realm of life where he was forced to retreat, and stepped into the desolate realm of silence.
Tu Shang didn't know what he wanted to do, but since the other party took the initiative to come to his door, he naturally wouldn't be polite. He raised his hand and the gray energy in the sky rolled towards Liu Qinghuan.
But I saw a drop of ink dripping from the tip of the Qianqiu Samsara pen, turning into a blooming lotus, falling lightly, but like a huge stone falling into the water, the dust was scattered everywhere. Liu Qinghuan landed on the rosette with one step, and the immortal-killing spear in his hand was raised.
Get up and chop down hard!
"Boom!" Eyes full of dust were annihilated under the gun body. It could be described as extremely arrogant, using violence to carve a path through the opponent's realm.
"Dual cultivation of Taoism and body cultivation!" Tu Shang's face changed slightly: "Have you integrated Taoism and physical cultivation into one?"
Liu Qinghuan was busy clearing the way, but still took the time to reply: "It's not integrated, it's just an attempt."
Although it was an attempt, every time he took a step, a lotus flower would grow under his feet. The rosette would open up the surging gray energy, and the lotus petals would spin rapidly, and streaks of black and white energy would fly out, and he would clear the way with the Immortal Killing Spear.
, every time the gun fell, it was like a thunderbolt across the sky, overflowing with domineering power.
Hold on to the power of the laws of heaven and earth, gather the power of immortality for all tribulations, and hold on to the ferocity of killing immortals to destroy Wuji!
Tu Shang felt something was wrong, and found that his own energy could not stop the opponent's footsteps, and the opponent's speed was extremely fast, and he quickly shortened the distance between them.
A subtle rustling sound suddenly sounded. Liu Qinghuan turned her head and saw a slender rope flying out of the gray mist, scurrying like a spiritual snake.
"Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron!"
This was not the first time Liu Qinghuan had seen this kind of rope. Back then, Gui Bugui had his magic power sealed and locked in Jiuyou's dungeon for thousands of years.
With a "dang" sound, the flying Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron was pushed away by the Immortal Killing Spear. However, the chain followed the stick and became wrapped around the gun as it swung, and a strong force came from it.
The golden light in Liu Qinghuan's hand was blazing. He held the Immortal Killing Spear and pulled it back. Hearing a low cry from the other side, he pulled harder!
At this time, there were more clattering sounds, and more than a dozen pieces of Heavenly Demonic Forbidden Iron flew out from all directions and fell towards him like a net.
Liu Qinghuan looked stern and at the same time quite speechless. When did the Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron become so cheap? Or was Tushang so rich that he could create so many of them?
He didn't care about the one before, and started dancing with the Immortal Killing Spear. The sound of gold and stone clashing suddenly became louder. After a while, the gun was covered with thin ropes like a ball of thread.
Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and glanced at his waist, and Tu Shang's proud laughter came over him: "Hahaha, let's see where you are running now. Stop struggling and be good..."
But he heard a loud roar, and the veins on Liu Qinghuan's neck were exposed, and the next moment, a popping sound was heard!
"You, your magic power was not sealed by the Demonic Forbidden God Iron!" Tu Shang was surprised.
"Yeah, you're disappointed?" Liu Qinghuan broke the chain around his waist, temporarily let go of the Immortal Killing Spear, punched it out, and leapt forward!
Huge lotuses bloomed in the realm of annihilation, and the sound of heavy punches was like the sound of war drums, and every time a punch was struck, Dao marks were produced.
Power and law are more perfectly integrated by him. Raising your hand is law, and falling is power! Law is like an abyss, and power is like mountains and seas!
Tu Shang's expression finally changed, and there was only a dozen feet between the two sides. He slapped the top of the skull on the bone staff with his palm, and heard an extremely sharp scream suddenly rang out from his mouth!
This cry was like stars shattering and time and space rupturing. Liu Qinghuan felt as if his head had been pierced by a sharp awl, and the pain suddenly struck, and his soul was shaken!
He quickly let go of his spiritual thoughts, and at the same time, the lotus under his feet was trembling, and its huge petals quickly closed.