Hong Kong TV series, catching ghosts and becoming immortals starts from Meng Wei Chao Hall Chapter 280: After three days of separation, we saw each other as immortals! The conspiracy emerged, and the Tao Fruit Plan was planned!
Chapter 280: After three days of separation, we saw each other as immortals! The conspiracy emerged, and the Tao Fruit Plan was planned!
Immortal God!
This is the real god!
In the valley, whether it was Zhao Rong or Taoist Burial Ground, whether it was Qingcheng disciples or other casual cultivators, when they saw the vast figure in front of them with a white jade halo behind their head, their minds went crazy.
During the moment, a thought came to my mind.
With a fairy wheel on your head, you will become an immortal instantly.
"What is this? Immortal descending to earth?"
"How is it possible? How is it possible that there are immortals descending to earth near this valley?"
"This, what is going on?"
In an instant, some Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators who had not had time to react looked panicked after seeing this terrifying powerful man appearing in mid-air. They deliberately wanted to cast spells and escape techniques.
To the extent of using a magic weapon to escape...
However, in this void, the world has been sealed by the thoughts of Zhou Changqing, a loose immortal.
The gate of heaven is closed, no advance or retreat is allowed.
Therefore, even if these Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators wanted to escape, they were unable to use any magic weapon. They seemed to be immobilized by some kind of immobilization technique, unable to move.
Like a clay doll.
Shocked, panicked...
All of this became the first reaction of the Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators present.
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However.
Not everyone can look panicked. Among these Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators, some have seen big scenes.
No.
In mid-air, Zhao Rong, who was piloting the golden spirit boat, still looked frightened, but he was able to control the panic in his heart very well and stood up staggeringly. p>
Zhao Rong was seen holding a Qingcheng sect's seal with both hands. He was trembling, hunched over, and said to Zhou Changqing respectfully:
"I don't know, but when this senior ghost immortal comes here, we are at a loss to welcome him."
"Junior Zhao Rong is one of the Qingcheng sect's ghost immortals, the true disciple of Lingxiao Ghost Immortal. I wonder why this senior ghost immortal came here?"
Uneasy.
The tone is trembling.
Although Zhao Rong's performance is remarkable enough, if it were another senior ghost immortal, maybe the other party would answer this Zhao Rong's question for the sake of Lingxiao Ghost Immortal.
Question.
It's just a pity that the senior ghost fairy Zhao Rong met now didn't give Lingxiao Ghost Fairy any face.
No! It should be said that the powerful immortal-god level that Zhao Rong met today is not an ordinary ghost immortal, but a loose immortal who is superior to ghost immortals]!
Moreover, he is also a powerful Sanxian who stands on the opposite side of Qingcheng Party】!
"What a courage!"
"This Zhao Rong is indeed the true disciple of Lingxiao Guixian. Just this unfazed attitude is enough to shock us."
For a moment, when these Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators saw Zhao Rong's calm and unhurried behavior, their eyes lit up, and they silently praised Zhao Rong's courage in their hearts.
After all, if it were them, they wouldn't have the courage to speak out despite the power of ghosts and immortals.
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In mid-air on the opposite side.
Zhou Changqing has no intention of following Zhao Rong's quarrel. After all, in a sense, Zhou Changqing and the Qingcheng faction are enemies.
"Humph!"
"Junior Blightworm, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!"
Thinking like this, Zhou Changqing snorted coldly. Then, his figure flashed and his right foot suddenly took a step towards the void ahead.
"Roar!"
Zhou Changqing's stepping movements seemed to be stepping on a turning point. One step fell, but it shocked the whole world.
In an instant, the void shook, spiritual energy rolled, and the whole world seemed to have set off a turbulent wave because of this step.
Around the entire valley, the ground shook, as if there were hundreds of giant wild elephants running quickly around the valley, and the entire valley trembled.
The heaven and earth shook, and the valleys swayed.
At this moment, this scene was like a natural disaster, and it also scared these Qingcheng Sect disciples half to death.
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Outside the valley.
Whether it is the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect flying in mid-air with their swords, or the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect and other casual cultivators falling outside the valley, at this moment, when they are facing this scene that looks like a natural disaster,
This reaction is almost exactly the same.
"Ah..."
"Terrible! What a terrifying power!"
Facing this earth-shaking violent movement, even a third-level monk like Zhao Rong, who has ghosts and immortals as his backer, couldn't help but look panicked, and subconsciously shouted in his mouth, like
Like a mortal who is about to drown, he is constantly struggling.
No! Not only this Zhao Rong, but also the Qingcheng disciples and casual cultivators were trembling and shouting with fear on their faces.
In the face of this kind of shaking of heaven and earth, it is like a natural disaster caused by the anger of the gods.
Whether they are Qi Practitioners or Third Level monks, they are all like ants. They are simply unable to resist this kind of natural disaster that can destroy everything.
Likewise.
For a Sanxian who has condensed the Sanxian fruit level, there is no difference between a Qi-training Taoist priest and a third-level monk.
They are nothing more than ants that can be wiped out with a wave of the hand or a breath of air.
This fact is cruel, but it is a cruel truth that cannot be refuted.
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Mid-air.
Zhou Changqing looked at the group of Qingcheng sect monks in front of him who were covering his sight. He shook his head and suddenly waved his right hand forward. In an instant, a howling wind was created out of thin air in the palm of his hand.
This group of Qingcheng sect disciples who stood in front of Zhou Changqing, almost instantly, they were blocked by an invisible force, all their surging energy and magic power. In an instant, they were
Like waste that has lost its power.
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"This? This?"
"The energy in my body has actually disappeared?"
"Me, how come the magic power in my body has disappeared?"
Almost when these Qingcheng Sect disciples could no longer sense their vast magic power and true energy, their mentality seemed to become unbalanced, and they all screamed in panic...
This is not over yet...
The next second, the howling wind waved out from Zhou Changqing's right hand, carrying some kind of terrifying power, swept in the direction of these Qingcheng Sect disciples.
Swish.
The howling wind turned into a tangible prison of the wind, imprisoning these disciples of the Qingcheng Sect who had lost their power.
Among them, Zhao Rong, who claimed to be the true disciple of Guixian, was tied up by Zhou Changqing like a kite at the highest point of the strong wind.
"Senior, senior, my master is a powerful ghost and immortal!"
"Senior, even if you don't look at the monk's face, you still have to look at the Buddha's face. Please forgive us, senior..."
Even though all his magic power disappeared, even though he was tied up in the strong wind at the top, Zhao Rong still suppressed the fear in his heart and kept begging Zhou Changqing for mercy.
Or, in Zhao Rong's eyes, the reason why the ghost fairy in front of him took action was because he didn't believe that his master was a ghost fairy...
“It’s really noisy!”
Listening to the frightened and uneasy sounds coming from his ears, Zhou Changqing secretly shook his head, but a flash of contempt flashed through his heart: "With such a mind, is he also a so-called great disciple of a famous family?" p>
However, these things have nothing to do with Zhou Changqing. This thought passed through his mind, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Changqing forgot about these things.
At this moment, Zhou Changqing was still standing like a giant standing up from the ground, walking step by step, shaking the world every step of the way.
At the same time, Zhou Changqing did not let go of the other Qingcheng Sect disciples. As he was walking, the howling wind behind him continued to sweep across the valley floor, imprisoning the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were hiding.
"Wind Prison".
"Ah! Ah!"
After a while, all the Qingcheng Sect disciples were imprisoned by Zhou Changqing in this stormy prison.
From the time Zhou Changqing took action to the imprisonment of many Qingcheng Sect disciples, there is a lot to say, but the time has only passed by eight breaths.
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In the valley.
Zhang DaDa, Mao Shanming and others, who were originally preparing to bury the Taoist with all their strength, looked at this ghost fairy in mid-air showing off his power as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
They did not take the opportunity to escape...
There are no other insignificant fights.
Ghost Fairy!
A ghost immortal is present, not to mention a Burial Taoist or a Qi Practitioner like Zhang DaDa, even a third-level monk is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no ability to resist at all.<
/p>
Just.
Zhang DaDa and Mao ShanMing are different.
The Burial Taoist also looked wary. After hearing the words of the ghost fairy in front of him, he didn't know what happened, but he felt a sense of familiarity in his mind. It seemed that he had heard this familiarity before.
sound.
"Just? How is it possible? I am just a Taoist practitioner. How can I feel familiar with the voice of a ghost fairy?"
"Or am I a little wishful thinking?"
"How could this familiar voice be the voice of that scoundrel of mine?"
Shaking his head, Taoist Burian put this ridiculous idea in his mind to the back of his mind.
Thinking about it in the mind of the Taoist Burial Ground, even if his bad disciple's cultivation qualifications are unparalleled, it is impossible to transform from a Qi-practicing Dzogchen practitioner in just a few days.
, he became a ghost fairy in no time!
If practice can really be that simple, then there would already be a large group of ghosts and immortals in this world.
Cultivation is as difficult as climbing a mountain.
It is more difficult to become an immortal than to reach the sky.
Otherwise, how could there be so many practitioners who go against heaven and dream of becoming ghosts and immortals?
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Close!
Closer.
Soon, this powerful ghost-immortal man, filled with endless power, arrived outside the valley.
"Kacha."
The next second, a radiance containing white jade-colored light dispersed from the body of this ghost immortal. At the same time, the figure of a handsome Taoist with a face like a crown jade and a young appearance was reflected in the funeral.
In the eyes of ordinary people.
"This? This? What?"
When the Burial Taoist saw the true face of the ghost immortal in front of him, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he even uttered unclear words one after another.
Words come.
"Long time no see..."
The next second, a burst of laughter came from the mouth of this ghost fairy.
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At the same time.
This is the supernatural world of Hong Kong TV series.
Somewhere deep underground.
At this moment, on this stone altar.
A strange flesh-and-blood puppet is standing there, with the three characters "Zhou Changqing" carved on the puppet's body.
Above this altar, a lamp is suspended, a lamp filled with the smell of blood.
Under this altar, there is also a lamp buried deep, a lamp that is also filled with the smell of blood.
"Tap!"
In an instant, the alchemist Xu Fu was stepping on the Taoist Gang Steps, and the plum blossom steps of the Eight Diagrams of Heaven and Earth under his feet. At the same time, his hands were holding the magic formula, and he was constantly rotating towards the stone altar.
Worshiping to this flesh and blood puppet.
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Above the Nine Heavens.
There is a place where a huge hibiscus tree stands tall and the sky is filled with endless hot breath.
At this moment, a being whose whole body is burning with golden sun flames is standing in the void.
At some point.
This rising golden flame of the sun suddenly condensed, and immediately, the terrifying momentum that burned the world fell into a state of stagnation. A closer look revealed that it was covered by this piece of golden sun.
The red-robed Taoist wrapped in flames suddenly opened his eyes and arrived!
But it was this red-robed Taoist who woke up.
But it’s the owner of this piece of sun’s golden flame that dominates everything that wakes up!
"Boom!"
Just when the red-robed Taoist opened his eyes, the golden flames of the sun that were burning all over his body suddenly converged in his body, and the surging terrifying immortal power permeating his body was also completely
It has become more restrained.
"The third curse killing has begun."
"There are only eighteen days left before I can successfully plan Daoguo!"
"There are only nineteen days left before that critical period!"
Suddenly, a vast sound that could shake the world came from the mouth of the red-robed Taoist.
Tao fruit?
This thing that Taoist Lu Ya has been planning is actually Tao Fruit?
Why did Taoist Lu Ya stop the plans of Heavenly Court and Demon Court? His real purpose was actually for the Taoist Fruit?
But, what kind of Dao Fruit is it? How can Taoist Lu Ya plan this Dao Fruit even if he offends the powerful men in Heaven and Demon Court?
Perhaps, except Taoist Lu Ya himself, no one knows what he is planning in his heart? No one knows what Taoist fruit he is planning in his heart?