Liu Qinghuan and others left the Peng family's ship and flew towards Huangyun Island. On the other side, dozens of people came out aggressively.
Behind them are a group of Qi-training monks. Flying at the front are seven Foundation-building monks. Among them are two female cultivators from Feiyue Tower and three others from the Haisha Sect. One of them is Shen, the head of the Haisha Sect.
Jie, and the remaining two were dressed in Shaoyang sect costumes.
Among them, there are three monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and the leader is a male cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. He is the descendant of Zhenjun Minghua, Zhou Xiaoqing.
From a distance, I could hear Zhou Xiaoqing's arrogant laughter: "Hahaha, who do I think they are! It turns out they are a bunch of trash from the Wenshi sect."
Hearing this, several members of the Wenshi sect showed a trace of anger on their faces. Gao Ming couldn't help it at first and cursed angrily: "Who are you, the Shaoyang sect! How dare you come to my Wenshi sect's place and bark,
If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
When everyone met in the air, Zhou Xiaoqing looked at Gao Ming and snorted coldly from his nose, as if he didn't bother to talk to him. His eyes fell on Liu Qinghuan, and he obviously recognized him, and he raised his head arrogantly: "So it's you
! Isn’t there anyone left in the Wenshi faction? They actually sent a nobody.”
He obviously didn't know that Liu Qinghuan had been sent to Mingyangzi's sect. Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to say more. He looked at him lightly and said slowly: "More than ten years have passed, and you have only broken through to the early stage of foundation building. How can Zhenjun Minghua still be there?"
Will you be let out and embarrassed?"
This hit Zhou Xiaoqing's sore spot! He is only a four-spirited person, but with the powerful backing of Zhenjun Minghua, he has had continuous cultivation resources since he was a child, and he has not encountered many difficulties. The bottleneck of cultivation during the Qi training period is not
Big, with the flowing water of the elixir, he quickly rose to the ninth level of Qi training.
He thought that cultivation was so simple, and there were piles and piles of flattering people around him, so he thought that even if he had four spiritual roots, what was the big deal? He could still build the foundation by leisurely wandering around.
As a result, I suffered a lot when building the foundation. It took me six to seven years and several foundation building pills to barely succeed. However, my cultivation level increased even more slowly after that, making it difficult to make any progress.
The veins on Zhou Xiaoqing's neck jumped angrily, and he shouted with a sullen face: "That Yellow Mica Mine Island has been taken over by my Shaoyang Sect. If you know how to deal with it, get away from me!"
"It's you who should know." Yang Yunqiao waved the spiritual sword in his hand and said with a contemptuous smile: "You are in the early stage of foundation building and you still dare to yell in front of me. Are you sent by the Shaoyang Sect to show off your treasures?"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Zhou Xiaoqing was ridiculed repeatedly, and her eyes turned red. Finally, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, and shouted: "Go to me! Kill them all!"
After saying that, he actually took a step back, seemingly not completely losing his mind.
The male cultivator from the Shaoyang Sect who had been standing next to him with an expressionless face raised his hand instantly when he heard this, and a blazing white fire flew towards Liu Qinghuan.
The battle started immediately. The two opposing sides started to move, and other people were shouting. Magical weapons and spells were flying around, and they were fighting together in an instant.
There was only one ray of fire, but it seemed to have a terrifying temperature that could melt the space. Before it even came close, Liu Qinghuan felt that her face was hot and her hair was about to curl.
His heart condensed, this person's fire spells seemed to have reached a very high level, and his cultivation level was higher than his own, so he should not be careless.
However, Liu Qinghuan should not be underestimated. Although he was only in the middle stage of foundation building, his magic power was pure and condensed, which was almost the same as that in the ordinary late stage of foundation building. His figure suddenly floated up in the air like fallen leaves flying in the wind.
Wandering, light and without any rules.
Since his cultivation reached the middle stage of foundation building, he has gained new understanding of the Pingxu Wind Control Technique, breaking through the tangible shackles of the past, and gradually moving towards the ethereal direction.
Seeing Liu Qinghuan avoid his attack, the Shaoyang male cultivator couldn't help but sneer. He half-clasped his hands in front of his chest, and scorching white fire appeared in the palms of his hands. The sharply rising temperature made Zhou Xiaoqing behind him quickly step back.
A sheet of white flames rolled toward Liu Qinghuan like a brilliant firework.
Do you know how to dodge to show off? I’ll leave you with nowhere to dodge!
The scorching temperature in this sky made everyone else avoid it, except Liu Qinghuan, the target of the flames.
The corners of Liu Qinghuan's mouth curled up. He also had fire.
He flicked his two fingers, and a green lotus flower appeared on his fingertips. The green lotus flower was shaken, and it transformed into a bunch of green flames, which quickly flowed throughout the body, forming a layer of very light green light on the surface of the body.
The white flames rushed forward and engulfed Liu Qinghuan in an instant!
Seeing this, the male cultivator from the Shaoyang Sect had a sarcastic look on his face: "You actually carry my flying flames, you don't know your own strength!" He controlled the flames on his body and surrounded Liu Qinghuan.
Zhou Xiaoqing, who was not far behind him, flew back again. Looking at the blazing human-shaped fire ball in the white flames, a red tide of excitement covered his face: "Haha, burn him to death, burn him to death!"
The Shaoyang sect male cultivator showed a proud look and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong: It was burned like this, so why didn't there be any screams? Looking again, he saw the human-shaped fire ball walking through the flames, jumping,
He had already crossed over and rushed toward the two of them!
Zhou Xiaoqing yelled "Ah" and ran away as if her butt was on fire.
The face of the Shaoyang sect male cultivator changed, and he released a burst of white fire, and at the same time he flew back.
It's just that the white fire couldn't stop Liu Qinghuan's steps at all. In a few flashes, he had already rushed behind the male cultivator of the Shaoyang Sect, and gently put his hand on his spiritual shield.
The blue flame rose quietly, this time it was a real human-shaped fire ball, accompanied by the extremely tragic screams of the male cultivators of the Shaoyang Sect. After a few breaths, everything calmed down again.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and the gray light between his brows appeared and then disappeared. The next moment, it seemed as if it penetrated the void and appeared directly in front of Zhou Xiaoqing.
Zhou Xiaoqing was caught off guard and hit the small gray sword by just a hair! He was so frightened that he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He shouted loudly, suddenly stopped his forward momentum, and then flew backwards. He threw out a flaming sword with his right hand.
The long sword slashed towards the small gray sword...
At this time, he felt a hand pressing on his shoulder. Zhou Xiaoqing's whole body froze, but he saw Liu Qinghuan standing behind him. His left hand had passed through several layers of protective shields on his body and rested on his shoulder.
A blue flame was burning silently in his right hand.
Zhou Xiaoqing saw the blue flames that burned a late-stage foundation-building monk to ashes in just a few breaths, but he didn't dare to do anything rashly!
"Everyone stop it!"
Liu Qinghuan's voice resounded throughout the Huangyun Island sea area. In the sky and on the earth, inside and outside the island, all the monks who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but be stunned and turned their heads to look up at the sky.
I saw Zhou Xiaoqing being held stiffly by Liu Qinghuan. The monks from the Peng family cheered in unison, while the people from the Haisha Sect looked at each other and looked at the leader of the Haisha Sect!
The face of the leader of the Sea Sand Sect was gloomy, but the light of a knife flashed in his eyes, and the hand that still maintained the pinching technique moved slightly!
Liu Qinghuan's cold voice sounded again: "Whoever dares to act rashly again will be killed without mercy! Now everyone is divided into two sides according to their sects!"
The leader of the Sea Sand Sect put down his hand dejectedly and recalled his spiritual sword.
"How dare you kill me!"
At this time, Zhou Xiaoqing suddenly shouted with fierceness and anger: "If you touch a hair of my head, I will tell my ancestors to kill you, kill your whole family, extract your soul, peel your skin, and never be reincarnated forever!"