This was an experience that was so humiliating that Li Qingtong wanted to dig this memory out of his mind!
Fulian, a large bunch of things that are dependent on each other for their destiny, naturally undergoes contact changes after adding the stone bead, a lightning-attributed accessory to the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth.
Even with the blessing and assistance of Lingding, this process cannot be omitted.
The only difference is the length of time.
When the stone bead turned into a lotus platform, the entire lotus trembled.
Although stone beads are small in size, they are genuine top-quality natural and earthly treasures!
When the two are combined, of course the stone beads hold a considerable advantage.
The most direct effect was... Li Qingtong felt a numbness from the deepest part of his body that penetrated his internal organs and penetrated into the bone marrow of his soul!
It was so numb that he couldn't even control his mouth, and it was so numb that even his bone marrow itched when he took a breath!
The real energy, mana, and blood circulation throughout the body are all in an out-of-control state.
Even the soul cannot move a single thought.
For Li Qingtong, this was a more painful experience than the magnificent and tragic life of Master Tianfu who had been in countless dreams...
Every breath is extremely difficult.
Time seems to have stopped.
On the other side, those monks and evil cultivators from the Butian Dao Sect who were in a weak state during the fight finally carefully walked around to the scene of the fight between the two foundation-building monks.
The extremely miserable scenes and the fact that there was no one around shocked both parties.
Then comes the big battle, the real big battle!
Different from the previous evil cultivators chasing after the Qi Refining Stage monks of the Butian Dao Sect, this time the Qi Refining Stage monks of the Butian Dao Sect are chasing and killing those evil cultivators.
If the strong men in the foundation building stage of both sides fall, the Butian Dao Sect, as a local leader, will immediately notice and react.
Now these Qi Refining Stage monks only need to hold back the evil cultivators.
If these evil cultivators who appeared out of nowhere were allowed to escape completely... that would be a great sin!
At the same time, the cultivators closest to Daqingshan Village have all mobilized.
Three foundation-building stage monks and nearly fifty late-stage Qi-refining stage monks rushed towards Daqingshan Village.
Among them, the three foundation-building monks were riding a huge second-order early-stage golden roc, and their speed was extremely fast!
The rest of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage ride ordinary first-order spiritual beasts called wind wolves. The speed of this kind of spirit beast running at full speed is comparable to that of the monks who have completed the Qi Refining Stage and fly with swords at extremely high speeds!
The distinctive costumes worn by this group of people are styles that Li Qingtong is more familiar with.
The evil cultivators in the fighting area became anxious.
They had to run away quickly, but the monks in the Qi Refining Stage under the influence of Butian Dao Sect were all determined to pay attention...not to be greedy for merit, not to advance rashly, but to insist on evil cultivation.
"Blood leads to the underworld, and the netherworld opens an account!" Those impatient evil cultivators had no choice but to launch a secret technique in unison.
I saw those mindless puppet creatures burning one by one, and the phosphorus fire accompanied by the smelly animal yellow smoke filled the surrounding area.
The sunlight in the sky was blocked, and the monk's spiritual consciousness was blocked.
Not only that, the phosphorus fire and yellow smoke can also damage the monk's soul and body.
Extremely vicious!
What is even more unbelievable is that within a few miles of this area between heaven and earth, the turbid and vicious energy is flourishing!
"Netherworld evil magic circle! Let's get together and be careful!" A monk in the Qi Refining Stage of Butian Dao Sect said.
It's a pity that this magic circle, which was formed at the expense of all the servants and puppets of the evil cultivators, is very mysterious.
It was obviously only a few miles around, but these monks who were not far apart at first were separated one by one in the circle.
They cannot see each other, nor can they hear any of their companions.
"It's easy to take advantage of these guys, otherwise we will have to refine them into puppets!" The evil cultivator had dispersed like a frightened bird, leaving only a sentence that gradually dissipated.
Li Qingtong was still suffering.
It is indeed suffering.
The power of thunder and lightning slowly penetrates from the Dantian inside the body, slowly refines it, and slowly bakes it.
Every pore on Li Qingtong's body was emitting fine silver and crimson lightning rays.
This is not an ordinary thunder and lightning power. The red color is the power of heavenly thunder, and the silver white color is the lightning power of the stone bead spirit fetus. The power of the two is almost the same.
The sour feeling made Li Qingtong unable to even muster the energy to hate.
I don’t know how long it took, but the spiritual cauldron suddenly shook in the sea of consciousness.
Li Qingtong passed out happily, very heavy.
Fulian and Shizhu, who were still in a running-in state in their dantian, suddenly accelerated their speed.
Even in the coma, Li Qingtong's body was twitching very honestly.
His appearance was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, making it almost unbearable to look at him.
During the final release of the power of lightning, many places in the environment where Li Qingtong lived exploded.
At this time, the three foundation-building monks had arrived within a hundred miles of Daqingshan Village on the Golden Roc Spirit Bird.
The evil cultivators fled in all directions and no longer knew where they were going.
After dozens of breaths passed, the majestic figure of Jin Peng arrived at Daqingshan Village.
At this moment, the villagers, who did not know that the whole village had escaped from hell, were gathering around a house and pointing.
"This is the Immortal Master! What happened to his old man?" The village chief stepped forward tremblingly. His body was still strong, but he was frightened because he had some bad suspicions in his heart.
Before the villagers could come forward to check, a clear and loud cry drowned out all the noise.