The streamer came in an instant, stagnating above the sky, and the light dissipated, revealing the figures in it, an old man in a gray robe, and a middle-aged man in a gold robe.

"Ancestor, Sect Master!"

The Great Elder of the Qingyun Sect hurriedly saluted respectfully to the two of them.

The gray-robed old man was a monk of the Xuanling Realm, a strong man of the Qingyun Sect. The golden-robed man was the sect master of the Qingyun Sect.

"Liu Qinglan?"

The gray-robed old man's gaze instantly fell on the blood-robed man sitting cross-legged in the air opposite. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't expect that it was such a young guy who made them suffer heavy losses, and he had to go out of the mountain to capture the other party.

"Is it the early stage of the Ninefold Spirit Realm?"

The gray-robed old man's expression froze.

He is a real Xuanling Realm powerhouse, and his sensing ability is not comparable to that of a spiritual realm cultivator.

"What?, the early stage of the Ninefold Spirit Realm?"

The face of the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sect changed greatly, Liu Qinglan was so powerful before, but now he found that Liu Qinglan still retained his strength to deal with them before, which was simply terrifying.

The Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect also looked stunned, and he only sensed the spiritual power of the late stage of the Spirit Realm from Liu Qinglan's body.

When the monks in the distance saw the gray-robed old man, their expressions became extremely excited. This is a real Xuanling Realm powerhouse!

The gray-robed old man glanced around again, and he could see that the robe on Liu Qinglan's body was stained red with blood, and there were corpses around him, and there was a river of blood on the ground, which was obviously done by this person.

At this time, Liu Qinglan finally opened her eyes and looked towards the gray-robed old man.

"Xuanling Realm?"

Liu Qinglan smiled slightly, and her eyes showed a fiery look.

The Xuanling Realm monk has mastered the artistic conception of martial arts, and his strength is not trivial. Of course, Liu Qinglan would never dare to go head-to-head with such a strong person.

He relied on speed.

The artistic conception of martial arts increases the attack power, and there is almost no bonus to the speed of the body, which is the reason why Liu Qinglan dares to fight against the Xuanling Realm.

The gray-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and he actually saw a hint of expectation in Liu Qinglan's eyes. This ninefold kid in the spiritual realm doesn't really think that he can compete with himself, right?

"Liu Qinglan, you are very good. At such an age, you have cultivated to reach the ninth level of the Spirit Realm, and your strength is even more invincible in the Spirit Realm, and your talent is also the top in Lianyun City. ”

The gray-robed old man smiled faintly.

"Huh. ”

Liu Qinglan smiled noncommittally.

The gray-robed old man continued, "I heard that you have cultivated the body refining spirit technique?

"Good!"

Liu Qinglan smiled slightly, in the face of such a strong person, he didn't dare to be careless at all. Even if this person doesn't say it, he will cast the Golden Thunder Body.

At that moment, the immortal thunder body was directly urged to the extreme, and the golden light suddenly burst out, reflecting the night sky with a golden color.

He himself is like a golden god of war!

"What?"

"He actually hides his strength?"

"Oh my God, how strong is Liu Qinglan's strength, can he really compete with the powerhouses of the Xuanling Realm?"

……

The eyes of the monks in the distance were about to burst out, and one after another exclamations rang out one after another.

A look of despair directly surged in the eyes of the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sect, this Liu Qinglan is really too strong, the terrifying strength before is still not his extreme?

The Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect was also full of jealousy.

Although his strength is stronger than that of the Great Elder, if he wants to kill the Great Elder, he will definitely not be able to kill it with one blow.

It can be seen from this how much Liu Qinglan has had a big impact on him.

No wonder Liu Qinglan dared to threaten to kill their Lianyun Six Sects, and dared to stand here and wait for the ancestor to come!

Liu Qinglan really has the capital to compete with the Xuanling Realm!

The gray-robed old man's face did not change much, in his opinion, below the Xuan Ling Realm, it doesn't matter whether it is a half-step Xuan Ling Realm or a heavy spiritual skill, it is just an ant, a slap is afraid of death.

"Good!"

The gray-robed old man smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's a pity, I'm a little late." If it's just the chief disciple who is killed, I will also draw you into my Qingyun Sect. ”

The implication is that Liu Qinglan understands very well that this person has already moved to kill him. After all, the death of more than a dozen Ninefold Elders in his hands had already greatly damaged the strength of the Qingyun Sect.

"Alright, old fellow, let's do it! I'm here to see how strong you are as a Xuanling Realm cultivator!"

Liu Qinglan's eyes shone brightly, and a sense of battle rose to the sky.

"Oh, that's a shame. ”

The gray-robed old man couldn't help but shake his head.

"Okay, boy, let the old man see the power of the alchemy spirit technique! ”

As he spoke, the gray-robed old man put his hands together and pointed at his sword, and the spiritual power in his body surged into his hands, and then a sword light slashed towards Liu Qinglan like lightning.

"Good!"

Liu Qinglan also wanted to see the strength of the powerhouse of the Xuanling Realm, and at that moment, the short sword in his hand swung up, and he also slashed out a sword light.

"Boom!"

The sword light collided, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound. At the place of battle, there was a terrifying wave of qi, sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Wow!"

Liu Qinglan's figure retreated dozens of steps again and again, and then stopped retreating. Although repulsed, Liu Qinglan was not injured.

"That's right, it's such a strong body! I'm afraid that even the ordinary attacks of the Nine Layers of the Spirit Realm may not hurt you!" the gray-robed old man's eyes lit up.

"It is worthy of being a powerhouse in the Xuanling Realm, and he has never used the artistic conception of martial arts, and he is so powerful!" Liu Qinglan actually exclaimed.

When everyone saw this scene, it didn't look like a life-and-death duel at all, if they didn't know the hatred between the two sides, they would definitely think that this was a fight.

At the same time, everyone's hearts were shocked.

Liu Qinglan actually took the attack of the Xuanling Realm.

You must know that Liu Qinglan did not perform any spiritual arts, and completely relied on spiritual power and physical body to follow.

Of course, there is also a reason for the spiritual weapon bonus.

After all, the attack of a powerhouse in the Xuan Spirit Realm will not give you a chance to cast spiritual magic at all.

"Well, boy, next, let's burst out of your full strength!"

The gray-robed old man's smile retracted, and at this moment, an inexplicable aura erupted from him, which was the effect of the martial arts artistic conception.

Dealing with Liu Qinglan, who is the ninth level of the Spirit Realm, he doesn't bother to use a sword at all.

"Die!"

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, and another sword light was found on his fingers, slashing towards Liu Qinglan again.

This time, Liu Qinglan's eyes swelled with a touch of heat, and he didn't dare to take it hard. This blow has already used the artistic conception of martial arts, and it is not something he can withstand at all.

"Nine Flashes of the Dragon!"

Liu Qinglan was engrossed, and when the gray-robed old man's fingers moved, he cast the Nine Flashes of the Dragon. With the cultivation of the Immortal Thunder Body, the Golden Thunder Body, and the Spiritual Realm Ninefold, his body disappeared in place in an instant.

"Whew!"

The sword light of the gray-robed old man flew out three hundred zhang before it disappeared, startling the monks who were watching the battle there. At that moment, he immediately retreated another hundred feet.