Guo Changping was hanging in the air, standing with his hands behind his hands, his eyes indifferent, and the endless wind surrounded him.
"Silent Wind Spirit..." Many monks knelt on the ground, shivering in the howling wind.
They did not expect that Guo Changping was not only a supreme virtual immortal, but also the owner of a special physique!
Jingfeng Spirit Body, one of the three thousand physiques, ranked 1028th!
Don't think that 1028 is not a high ranking.
Not all of the three thousand physiques are in the Lower Immortal Realm.
If a person is nourished by water and soil, the environment in the Upper Immortal Realm will be better. The top 1,000 physiques among the three thousand physiques basically only appear in the Upper Immortal Realm.
In other words, the Jingfeng spirit body ranked 1028th is actually ranked 28th in the Lower Immortal Realm.
It is one of the 30 most powerful physiques in the immortal world!
Moreover, the Silent Wind Spirit is also known as the "Son of the Wind" because it is born with the power of wind.
This is an extremely terrifying physique!
No one can be underestimated!
However, before everyone could recover from the shock.
The surrounding strong wind suddenly burst out with a strange meaning, shaking the heaven and the earth, astonishing both ancient and modern times.
The emergence of this strange connotation seems to have a blessing effect, making the surrounding wind become more violent and powerful!
The monks in the huge crowd turned even paler and were almost blown off the mountain.
"What just happened was... the artistic conception of the wind!"
Someone carefully sensed the strange meaning, and then said with a shocked expression: "And it's still...the twenty-seventh stage of the Immortal Rank!!!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again and couldn't believe it.
The eighty-one sections of fairy-level artistic conception can be divided equally into three major sections.
The first twenty-seven paragraphs are the first major paragraph and can be understood in the "virtual fairyland".
The twenty-seventh section of the middle section is the second largest section, and the conditions are more stringent. It can only be understood by reaching the "true fairyland".
The last twenty-seven sections, the third section, have more stringent conditions and can only be understood by reaching the "Immortal King Realm".
And Guo Changping's artistic conception of wind is exactly the twenty-seventh stage of the Immortal Stage!!!
Doesn't this mean that in the realm of virtual immortals, there is no one with a better immortal-level artistic conception than him?
Guo Changping has... touched the ceiling of the fairy-level artistic conception of the virtual fairyland!
"The Silent Wind Spirit is worthy of the reputation of the 'Son of the Wind'. It has an innate advantage in understanding the artistic conception of the wind!"
Everyone was filled with emotion.
Obviously, Guo Changping's artistic conception of wind, being able to comprehend the twenty-seventh stage of the Immortal Stage and touching the ceiling of the Virtual Immortal Realm, has a lot to do with the fact that he is the Silent Wind Spirit Body.
Everyone turned their attention to Mo Chuan again and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
It’s the Supreme Void Immortal, it’s the Silent Wind Spirit Body, and it’s the artistic conception of the wind... How can we fight this???
No matter how strong Mo Chuan is, no matter how much he can fight across levels, he is destined to feel powerless when facing such a terrifying Guo Changping, right?
Guo Changping stood high, his eyes lowered, looking at Mo Chuan, the corners of his mouth raised, and said: "Brother Mo, you are not the only one who can fight across ranks.
"Let me ask you, do you think that at this moment, I can fight across several immortal bridges? What level do you think I am in?"
While speaking, Guo Changping looked arrogant, and his narrow eyes were full of contempt.
Mo Chuan glanced at Guo Changping, with a calm expression on his face, and replied: "At this moment, you can cross five immortal bridges, which is the same as the ordinary ninety-five bridges of Xuxian."
The crowd of monks was in an uproar.
Although they already admired Guo Changping in their hearts, they still did not expect that Guo Changping could actually be as good as the Ninety-Five Bridge of Xuxian at this moment!
Guo Changping clapped his hands in admiration and said: "Brother Mo's eyes are really vicious, you can see it right away."
"Brother Mo, do you think I, who is equivalent to the Ninety-Fifth Bridge of Xuxian, can destroy you, Brother Mo?"
He changed his voice and showed cold blood at the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to see the fear in Mo Chuan's eyes.
Mo Chuan said without hesitation: "I don't think so."
Guo Changping's expression darkened slightly, then he smiled sarcastically and said, "Brother Mo is very confident."
He waved his hand, with a cold expression, and said slowly: "The Four Spirits of Silent Wind! Come out!"
Whoa whoosh!
All around, the raging winds seemed to have spirituality, and immediately gathered together, eventually forming four huge and terrifying tornadoes.
The fairy light rippled, and the four tornadoes changed again, turning into four giants composed of strong winds.
The four storm giants, each one hundred meters high, gave people a great sense of oppression. Their eyes opened and closed, exuding an aura of death.
The most important thing is that there are four such terrifying storm giants!
"Could this be the... innate secret technique of Ji Feng Spirit Body?!"
Many monks trembled and looked at the four storm giants in horror.
The reason why the Three Thousand Physiques are known as the Three Thousand Physiques is because each physique has its own innate secret skills unique to that physique.
The higher the ranking of the physique, the more powerful the secret technique it contains!
"Brother Mo, with the addition of these four storm giants, my combat power has surged again. What level do you think I can defeat now?"
Guo Changping smiled coldly and looked down at Mo Chuan from a high position, hanging in the air.
Mo Chuan replied again: "It's comparable to the Ninety-nine Bridges of Xuxian."
Everyone was surprised again and stunned.
Xuxian Ninety-Nine Bridge???
Doesn’t that mean that Guo Changping is not far away from the Perfect Xuxian of Xuxian Hundred Bridges?!
"Then now I can finally destroy Brother Mo, right?"
Guo Changping smiled half-heartedly, stared at Mo Chuan, and said slowly.
"Still can't." Mo Chuan shook his head.
Still can’t???
Hearing this answer, everyone around him was almost frightened.
They really couldn't figure out where Mo Chuan got the confidence to look down on Guo Changping, who was a rival to Xuxian Ninety-nine Bridges.
"Brother Mo's confidence seems to be a bit too much."
Guo Changping narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Immediately, he shook his head and stopped talking to Mo Chuan, having lost his patience.
He felt that Mo Chuan was an arrogant fool.
I don’t understand the horror of Xuxian Ninety-Nine Bridge at all.
"Destroy him!"
Guo Changping spoke coldly and gave instructions to the four storm giants.
"roar!"
The four wind giants looked up to the sky and roared with such amazing momentum that they seemed to be able to roar the sun out of the sky.
Immediately afterwards, they moved their huge feet, shaking the ground, and rushed towards Mo Chuan.
In an instant, he was targeted by four storm giants!
Danger!
"Mo Chuan..." Among the crowd, Liu Ruyue's pretty face looked worried to the extreme.
The master of the Bone Sword Sect and all the disciples of the Bone Sword Sect were even more gloating about the misfortune.
soon.
Four storm giants approach Mochuan.
Each storm giant stretched out its palms made of hurricanes, clenched them into storm fists, and blasted towards Mo Chuan.
Four storm fists fell at Mo Chuan from four different directions at the same time, sealing the surrounding space tightly and not giving him any chance to escape.
However, facing this situation, Mo Chuan's expression remained unchanged. He just waved the sword in his hand and slashed out a brilliant sword light!
call out!
The sword light was blazing, and it slashed towards a storm fist, which instantly exploded and dispersed in the wind.
The sword light followed the trend, followed the exploding fist, and landed on the wind giant.
boom!
This wind giant, like his own fist, exploded instantly and dispersed into the wind.
Seeing this scene, Guo Changping's pupils shrank severely.
Everyone around him also fell silent.
"Is the Xuxian Ninety-nine Bridge... very strong?"
Mo Chuan glanced at Guo Changping and said sarcastically.
Guo Changping was as sinking as water, and his face was very ugly.
Mo Chuan waved his sword and struck out a brilliant sword light again.
boom!
The second storm giant also exploded instantly.
"Is the Silent Wind Spirit... very strong?" Mo Chuan looked at Guo Changping and asked again.
Guo Changping's forehead veins were exposed and his face became even more ugly.
Mo Chuan raised his hand and waved his sword, and another sword light flew out.
boom!
The third storm giant also exploded immediately.
"Is the artistic conception of wind at the twenty-seventh stage of the Immortal Rank... very strong?"
Mo Chuan asked again, and before Guo Changping could react, he waved his sword again and slashed out a sword light.
boom!
The fourth and final storm giant also exploded.
"Are you...very strong?!"
Mo Chuan held the sword in his hand, raised it in the air, pointed it at Guo Changping in mid-air, and asked calmly.
"Pfft!!!" Guo Changping turned pale, his momentum suddenly weakened, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, fell from the air, and hit the ground hard.
The four storm giants are closely related to him.
The four storm giants were wiped out by Mo Chuan's sword light. Naturally, Guo Changping also suffered heavy injuries and was almost in coma.
Looking at Guo Changping who fell to the ground not far away, Mo Chuan looked indifferent and said coldly: "Stand up!!!
"Aren't you very strong? Aren't you going to destroy me? Why are you crawling on the ground like a dead dog at this moment?"
"Damn it, you..." Guo Changping looked ashamed. In desperation, he wanted to stand up from the ground, but as soon as he put his hands on the ground, he vomited a large mouthful of blood again and fell down.
He was very unwilling to give up, beat his hands on the ground, and roared angrily:
"No, it's impossible for me to lose. I'm a genius favored by the Queen. How could I lose to a barbarian from a remote place like Qian Shengzhou?!"
Guo Changping's luck moved to his Dantian, a sickly red color appeared on his face, and he tried to stand up from the ground.
But this will only bring greater trauma to his seriously injured body.
As soon as Guo Changping raised his head from the ground, he vomited blood again and his head fell hard to the ground.
His hair was disheveled, his face was sluggish, he was foaming at the mouth, chaotic zhenqi was flowing around his body, and his whole body was twitching involuntarily.
Mo Chuan shook his head, looking pitifully: "How embarrassed?"
After that, he said no more, waved the sword in his hand, and directly slashed out a sword light.
Guo Changping was hit by the sword light, his body exploded, blood mist floated, and his soul was extinguished.
The genius of the generation, Jifeng Spirit Body, who was in the top 50 on the Xuanzang List, has just fallen!
Mo Chuan stretched out his left hand, and a black vortex appeared in the palm of his hand, absorbing Guo Changping's life source that was about to dissipate.
"Ding! Devour a Void Immortal Ninety Bridge and gain 90 points of life immortal source."
The system prompt sounds and the data panel is updated.
Life Immortal Source: 4090 points
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Xuanzhou, Dahong Dynasty, Junlin Tower.
The cool and beautiful, noble and gorgeous Hong Yiyi is wearing a fiery red robe, holding a jade brush in her jade hand, and is writing calligraphy and painting.
Suddenly, she paused her writing, her dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her red lips opened slightly.