Chapter 142 Wang Shen blew himself up, and the divine light kills people
Zheng Wen worked hard to create this method, and only Qiu Shaoming was the only one who had achieved cultivation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But a monk can't just polish the foundation mana all his life, he always has to cultivate a more superior magic technique, so this method is very good for building a foundation, but it is very chicken when placed on a higher realm.
Qiu Shaoming practiced the nameless technique, and he memorized a belly superior Taoist technique, and he had no suitable mana, so he couldn't play it at all, and he was also depressed. If he can worship Guo Chunyang's sect this time, he only needs to get a sword technique, and he will be able to advance by leaps and bounds immediately, surpassing all the disciples present in one fell swoop, which is also where his arrogance lies.
Qiu Shaoming came out proudly, and all the people who participated in the big competition were identified. Zhao Chengfeng said loudly: "We will use our mana to send you to Dabi, you will close your eyes, guard your mind, don't be distracted, let alone lose your posture and make noise, and the offender will be driven down the mountain immediately!"
When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to make noise, and they all waited in a proper manner. There was the timid one who immediately closed his eyes and did not dare to look out at all, and there was the bold one, but his eyes widened and his face was full of curiosity. Ling Chong followed Ye Xiangtian back and forth to heaven and earth, crisscrossing hundreds of thousands of miles, and he had seen some scenes, so he didn't care. Monarch Fengxi and Li Yuanqing couldn't help sneering, and they refused to show their timidity, for fear of being looked down upon by the other party. Wang Shen, the man in white, was still cold and gloomy, and he was expressionless. Qiu Shaoming clasped his arms with both hands, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.
Ren Qing took out a command flag from his sleeve, only three inches in size, the flag was full of charms, and with a wave of the command flag, a thick fog surged up on the ground, wrapping everyone's figures. Ling Chong's eyes were blocked by the white mist, and he couldn't see the three feet in front of him clearly with enough eyesight, he was still calm, and the rest of the people were even more unbearable, some couldn't help but tremble their teeth, if it weren't for Zhao Chengfeng's words first, he would have cried loudly.
Ling Chong only felt a shock outside his body, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on his face, the yin qi hit people, and the dense fog also dissipated, but he saw that he was in a valley, surrounded by stone walls and rocks, cold and slippery, difficult to use his hands and feet, and he could see the majestic sun when he looked up, but there were heavy clouds covering him, and the light was not strong.
This hollow valley is located in the middle of the eagle's beak peak, very empty, enough to accommodate a thousand people, everyone reacted one by one, looked around, whispered non-stop. Ren Qing and Zhao Chengfeng are both Jindan cultivators, and their mana is mellow, but it is really difficult to move hundreds of people out of thin air, and they have to be immortal or uninjured, so they arranged a magic circle at the entrance, all of which are the power of heaven and earth, and move hundreds of people here.
Ren Qing put away the order flag, pointed to a crack in the valley and said, "Don't make a noise, and listen to me." When you enter the gap later, there is a cave on the opposite side, and the wall of the cave is engraved with the method of the operation of the true qi of this sect and a sword move. You can study on your own, and after one day, you will have your own teaching!"
When the disciples heard that they could now practice the Taixuan Sword Sect method, it was the introductory mental method, and it was also precious, and they all cheered. Zhao Chengfeng waved his sleeves and shouted: "Let's go!" The disciples didn't dare to slack off, and they rushed in. The gap seemed to be born naturally, and it was very cramped, allowing only one person to pass through.
Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing glanced at each other, the two of them had the same mind, and the two divine thoughts fell on the white-clothed man Wang Shen, as long as he was away from everyone, he immediately shot and killed! Wang Shen did not say a word, lowered his head slightly, and could not see his face clearly, as if he was unaware of the killing intent of Zhao Chengfeng and the others.
Ling Chong also paid attention to this person, deliberately lagging behind, seeing that Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing's faces were different, he thought about it for a while, knowing their intentions, he was secretly on guard. Fang Youde grinned and stabbed Ling Chong and said, "Brother Ling, are you going forward?" Ling Chong said perfunctorily: "I'll wait for a while, Brother Fang can go by himself." Fang Youde grinned: "It's rare to meet you as a confidant, how can I leave first?" or stay with you." ”
Ling Chong smiled, noncommittal. Wang Shen, the man in white, was like a skeleton, standing quietly, letting the people around him burrow into the crack in the stone, as if he didn't mind at all. In the middle, Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing were in their arms, and there were only seven or eight people left around Wang Shen, and the rest were all gathered in front of the stone cracks, noisy. Ren Qing was afraid of dreaming a lot at night, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, and a golden light flew out, turning into a light net, binding Wang Shen strongly.
Zhao Chengfeng was overjoyed and shouted: "Evil Demon Outer Dao, let's take your life!" The three sword qi slashed across the air, lest one blow miss, and the sword qi was in the shape of a pin, echoing the other. Zhao Chengfeng's talent is not bad, he has barely cultivated the sword qi thunder sound technique, and he has slashed in front of Wang Shen with a flick of his fingers.
Seeing that Wang Shen was about to be beheaded, he suddenly raised his head slightly, smiled weirdly, opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of white light, carrying heavy loads and floating, holding the three sword qi and not falling. The white light was cold and cold, it seemed that even the void could be frozen, and Ling Chong's heart was bright: "Sure enough, he has a strange treasure in his belly, so he can hide the essence of the magic mirror!"
The seven or eight disciples around Wang Shen didn't expect this to change their elbows and armpits, and they were caught off guard, and when they ate the white light, they didn't hum, and they fell to the ground and died, their bodies covered with a thick layer of frost. I don't know who shouted, everyone retreated, and there were a few bold people, I expected that Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing would shoot at the same time, and their own help would definitely win the favor of the two elders, and they would attack Wang Shen with palm power and fist prints.
Wang Shen was originally skinny and bone-covered, and after spitting out the white light, his body shrank by three percent, and suddenly exploded in the air, turning into a sky full of blood light, and threw himself on the white light! The white light ate the blood light, as if he had received a big supplement, and swept away the three thunder sound sword qi, and rushed into the air, the light became more and more intense, and suddenly disintegrated, turning into infinite white light and scattering.
This time, Ren Qing and Zhao Chengfeng turned pale and shouted, "Corpse Divine Light! Wait and hide!" "The white light is the infamous Corpse Divine Light of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, it is extremely cold and fierce, and the middle one is killed instantly! More than a dozen people were illuminated by the Corpse Divine Light, and their bodies were frozen in snow, and they fell to the ground and died!
Ling Chong's expectation was good, this white light was indeed a strange treasure, and a corpse-transforming divine light was forbidden in it. It's just that the Taixuan Sword Sect recruited disciples this time, and their cultivation was limited to the realm of rebirth. The masters of the Heavenly Corpse Sect wanted to blend in, and they didn't dare to mix too much corpse divine light into the exotic treasure, just for the rebirth realm level, and their power was limited. Rao has killed dozens of people.
Most of the people who came here today to participate in the Dabi are the best elites in the Nine Kingdoms, who have been cultivated by their own country for decades, and are regarded by the Taixuan Sword Sect as the foundation of the future glory of the mountain gate. Zhao Chengfeng's eyes immediately turned red, he shouted, stretched out his hand and slapped the top door, and a sword light flew out, making a circle of words, encircling the rest of the corpse divine light and preventing it from spreading.
Fortunately, the corpse divine light is only a level of rebirth realm, and Zhao Chengfeng's golden pill mana can be suppressed as much as possible, but he still sweats on his forehead, and a flying sword that has been tempered for thousands of years eats the spiritual light of the corpse, and his spirituality is greatly damaged. Ren Qing stretched out his hand and pointed, and the small Lingqi flew out, turning into a thousand pieces of brilliance, and in just a flash, he moved Zhao Chengfeng's flying sword and the corpse divine light in it to other places.
Zhao Chengfeng used his mana to release the divine light of the corpse in a place where no one was, and recalled his own flying sword, there were white marks on the sword body, and most of the spiritual loss was lost.