Chapter six hundred and twentieth the power of the mountain pot
Liu Qinghuan had already flown high into the sky when the Qingshan Pot overturned. He saw the mountain crashing down. Suddenly, the rocks collapsed, the earth jumped violently, and the dust stirred up rose up to half the sky, expelling the aura that made him increasingly palpitating.
Completely buried!
Although he was mentally prepared, he was momentarily captured by the terrifying momentum in front of him. Looking at the small Qingshan pot in his hand, he couldn't help but be speechless.
No wonder Gui Chan and others fought for the Qingshan Pot at all costs, so the power of the pot was too terrifying. He asked himself that if a mountain fell from the sky and hit his head, no matter how strong his body was, he would probably be beaten.
Press into patties.
The earth-shaking loud noise on this side did not attract any unnecessary attention because the two men were already some distance away from the Sin Qi Palace while they were chasing and fleeing. In addition, the Sin Qi Palace was currently in chaos.
Liu Qinghuan stared at the quiet mountain below. He was not sure whether the monk in yellow had been smashed to death. His last aura had risen sharply to the level of a god. Maybe there was a way to not be afraid of the power of the mountain toppling?
Liu Qinghuan looked at the majestic and towering mountain with some pity. This mountain originally existed in the Qingshan Pot. Perhaps it had been used before, so the mountain had cracked. After being hit this time, the cracks on the surface were even more severe.
The earth and rocks also collapsed all over the ground, making it unusable.
It seems that he needs to look for a strong mountain to put into the pot. Without the mountain, the power of the Qingshan pot will be reduced by more than half.
When he was refining this pot before, there was a set of Mountain Collection Techniques engraved on the inner wall of the pot, which was quite complicated and difficult to refine. Although he had almost mastered it, he had not actually used it yet.
After waiting for another moment, there was still no sound from below.
Really smashed to death?
Liu Qinghuan couldn't believe it, and he still didn't let down his guard in his heart, but he didn't want to lift the mountain to confirm. If he was not dead and was released, he would not be able to defeat a god-transformation monk.
This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Someone from Jiuyou may pass by at any time. If another high-level monk comes, he will suffer.
Liu Qinghuan put away the Qingshan Pot, looked up to the northwest of the Sinful Palace, and decided to go around there first to explore the battle situation from a distance. If there was nothing abnormal, he hoped to get an identity on Qingming's side, and then search and return to Yunmeng.
Ze's road.
As for agreeing to Tainan Fairy Sword to kill Hongshang...
Liu Qinghuan sighed inwardly. He originally thought of the Mingshan Battlefield too simply. He thought that after entering, he would be able to find the whereabouts of the woman, and then kill her or plot against her, waiting for her to take action.
If they are on the same side, this is relatively easy to do. With a little friendship with Gu Ye, they can at least make friends with the monks in Senluo City, and also contact the major forces in the Nether World, and learn the secrets from those people.
The whereabouts of Shang.
But being on two hostile sides made it difficult to do anything. Apart from meeting by chance on the battlefield, he couldn't think of any other chance to find Hongshang.
It is not easy for a small Yuanying monk like him to sneak into the mountain war zone.
Therefore, he decided to kill if he could. If he couldn't kill, he would have to wait and find opportunities later.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at the Tainan Fairy Sword in his hand and whispered: "It's not that I don't keep my promise, but I really have nowhere to start. And Yun Mengze still has so many things to do, and there are still people waiting for me, I really can't afford to waste time.
Already..."
Tainan Fairy Sword shook slightly in his hand, probably because he didn't hear clearly, otherwise it wouldn't be so quiet.
He temporarily put it into the ring, looked down again, and turned around.
He didn't go far when his figure suddenly stopped, and when he turned around, there were several Qiankun Fingers!
A shrill scream sounded out, and a mass of black mist was seen slipping away from the blade of the sword, condensing into a vague figure a few feet away. It swelled and shrunk very unsteadily, and a rough and sharp roar came from it.
Out loud: "Kill...kill...kill you!"
Liu Qinghuan was startled by his appearance. He stepped back warily and let out a scornful cry: "You are like this now? Your body has collapsed, and even your soul is about to be broken. The injury is really not light. Even if you were healed before.
With my divine cultivation, what can I do now?"
The black mist swelled and rolled, with a touch of blood red in the center, and he screamed: "I will kill you! If you destroy a body that I finally found that is suitable, use your body to compensate!"
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After saying that, he screamed and rushed over.
"If you don't mess with me, can I destroy your body?" Liu Qinghuan flew to dodge, a green flame rising from his body, making the black mist afraid to get too close.
"Besides, even if I don't take action, your stolen body won't be able to last much longer. Besides, you just took it once not long ago. A monk can only take another person's body once in his life. If you dare to get into it now,
If you enter my spiritual altar, you will probably annihilate yourself immediately."
While Hei Wu chased him without giving up, he shouted loudly: "Fart! Believe it or not, I will take over your body again now. Don't think you can escape just because you have the Qinglian Karma Fire. Watch me extinguish you."
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A piece of blood mist spurted out from the mist and spread towards Liu Qinghuan!
Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled as he saw the blood mist sizzling when it touched the green lotus fire. Although the blood mist was also burned, the green lotus fire was also annihilated.
If he continued like this, he might really be taken over by the other party. Liu Qinghuan's eyes were sharp, and streams of blue spiritual power flowed out of his hands, causing the Qinglian Karma Fire to surge up to the sky for a long time, as if oil had been poured on it, and his consciousness condensed.
An invisible long whip whipped towards the black mist!
Just listen to the scream of the black mist, and be whipped by the whip of divine consciousness. The outer layer of black mist dissipates, revealing a blood baby with blood-red skin and a small cauldron in his arms!
The blood baby seemed to have been bitten by something, a large piece of its body was missing, and other parts of it were in tatters. The little face had a dying look on it, making it look both miserable and ferocious.
Liu Qinghuan was secretly shocked that this man's Nascent Soul was so damaged yet he was still alive!
Seeing that the whip of divine consciousness was effective, he whipped it out one after another, causing the opponent to scream and his condensed soul became more and more scattered.
"Hahaha." Liu Qing laughed heartily: "If you were still a god, I wouldn't dare do anything to you, but now your soul is on the verge of collapse, do you think I'm really afraid of you?!"
Heiwu seemed to be really scared now. His injuries were really serious. If it were an ordinary monk, he would have died a long time ago. He originally planned to take Liu Qinghuan as a tonic, but he didn't expect that the other party was so tough. Instead, he failed to steal the chicken.
The loss of rice made it even more miserable than before.
The opponent's body is blazing with flames, and he can't get close for a while, but he can also use the art of divine consciousness to directly attack his soul. There are many strange and weird methods... It seems that he can only retreat temporarily.
Thinking like this, he immediately turned around and ran away, not forgetting to say cruel words: "You wait for me, when I recover a little, I will kill you from the end of the world!"
Having reached this point, Liu Qinghuan was unwilling to let him escape, but Yuan Ying escaped a thousand miles away. Even though the man was seriously injured and could not reach a thousand miles away, he was already at the edge of the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Liu Qinghuan looked gloomy, knowing that he would not be able to catch up, and felt very unwilling.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, an eagle chirped suddenly from the horizon, and a big bird with wings so big that it seemed as if it was flying over the sky and the earth reached down from the clouds and pecked at the black mist!