Chapter Twenty-Six: Kunlun Dao, Qi is endless

"Look at it. ”

Song Yu dusted off his sleeves and walked calmly.

Qiao Chuqing and several ghost cultivators subconsciously looked at him, with a bit of expectation and pickiness in their expressions.

They wanted to see what Song Yu, a Taoist priest who claimed to be from a professional class, was capable of.

The strange ghost couldn't hold back the thirst for blood in his heart, and Song Yu moved, like a fuse, and immediately let the battle break out.

"Spell 15: Dry Departure. ”

Song Yu didn't care about the strange ghost who pounced at all, the white palm turned over, so fast that it was dazzling, and pinched dozens of handprints at once, and then spread out his left palm, the palm was facing outward, the index finger and little finger were buckled, the ring finger was half bent, the thumb was turned out, and the middle finger was facing the sky.

This posture is difficult to pose without practice.

"Go!"

A ball of flame emerged from Song Yu's palm, and in an instant, it turned into a fire dragon with teeth and claws, pounced on the two strange ghosts, knocked them down and tore them apart on the spot, and set them on fire.

"This is Penglai magic, the low-level cultivation methods of the three major factions have always been interconnected, and the cultivation of qi, sword practice, and spells must be mastered to ensure that the people who cultivate to the lower level have a full range of self-protection capabilities. ”

Song Yu gave a brief introduction.

The other strange ghosts would not stop to listen to him, and they had already rushed to Song Yu's close range.

In just an instant, the cold aura emanating from the strange ghosts covered all the space around Song Yu, and their fierce attacks covered every inch of Song Yu's dodge, leaving him with nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide!

"Edgeworth XVII: Sword Yuan Protector. ”

With a sword finger and a squirt from his mouth, four transparent sword qi shot out from his mouth, quickly becoming larger and flying around his body.

Bell bell ~~~~

All the ice swords that came over were shocked by the sword qi, even the strange ghosts holding the swords were no exception.

"Shushan Imperial Sword Technique, Miss Qiao should have seen it. ”

Song Yufeng smiled lightly, and his handsome face was tinged with confidence, as if these strange ghosts that frightened the chosen ones were like ants in his eyes, and they were only worthy of being a tool for him to demonstrate the methods of the Three Great Daoists.

"Finally, Kunlun's way of cultivating qi. ”

Song Yu flicked his fingers, and the four sword qi suddenly dispersed.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that so far, Song Yu had stood in place to defend and counterattack, and had not taken the initiative to attack.

"Kunlun Dao, Qi is endless!"

Song Yu drank suddenly, and his voice was loud and loud, resounding in all directions, like a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning, continuous, and even the clouds above the sky seemed to be scattered by the roar.

An extremely long and thick aura awoke from his body, like a cow or a glutton, full of powerful momentum.

If it weren't for being in the virtual plane, maybe there would be a spiritual light erupting from Song Yu's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Of course, if it was really outside, Song Yu wouldn't be able to pretend to be a ghost.

Now Song Yu's amazing 'performance' is all based on the virtual 'strength' of the brilliance.

In the virtual plane, Song Yu is equivalent to an 'administrator', who can modify data at any time and turn himself into a big boss with a knife of 999.

Not to mention this little live-action CG special effects.

Song Yu let out a long roar, and the sound shook the mountains, shattering the thin frost condensed on the forest leaves, and the Xiaoice particles underground.

"Hmm~~ Although the name is very low, I still shouted it, and I should pay tribute to the ancestors of Kunlun. ”

Song Yujun's face flashed with a hint of Hao, and he twisted it.

"Qi runs through Changhong!"

As soon as the slogan was shouted, Song Yu directly launched a wave.

Well, that's right, it's pushing.

Unlike Botui, the latter will make people feel very cool, and the former is like a pirated version of the Turtle School Qigong Wave.

Of course, if you count the birth time, Kunlun's Qiguan Changhong, which has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, must be a little earlier, and it is not certain who copied whom.

Although the name is low, the effect is really super good.

Song Yu's mana burst out, mixed with blazing and fierce blood, turned into a blood-colored rainbow, gushing out of his hands, instantly covering the area of dozens of square meters in front of him, except for one or two fish that slipped through the net, the other ghosts who surrounded him were all hit.

Trees fell, the ground shook, and smoke and frost flew.

A dozen or so aliens were directly wiped out, leaving only a pair of curved and deformed armor, proving that they once existed.

This massive attack directly suppressed the others, and even Qiao Chuqing and other ghost cultivators were a little dumbfounded.

Those who have followed the haunted live broadcast have all seen the video of Song Yu performing spells and have a certain understanding of Song Yu.

They knew that Song Yu was very powerful, otherwise Qiao Chuqing would not let him enter and exit the Huiyang Ghost Mansion freely.

But I didn't expect that Yi Xiaoshan, who was so strong that he was about to break through the realm of the ghost king, took a lot of effort to tear apart a strange ghost.

But as soon as Song Yu raised his hand, he directly blasted out a fire dragon and took a double kill, and then the sword yuan body protection and the qi penetrated Changhong, almost killing the strange ghosts that attacked and killed.

Oh no, Song Yu made another move, and the two strange ghosts who escaped died in his rune chain.

At this moment, several people in the Huiyang Ghost Building were a little more cautious and jealous in their eyes.

Song Chuying even remembered the first time she fought and was easily won by Song Yu.

Looking at the handsome Taoist in white again, everyone's eyes changed.

"It's restraint. ”

Yi Xiaoshan said something coldly, and immediately woke up the others.

That's right, putting aside the sense of oppression that Song Yu gave them, in actual induction, Song Yu's cultivation was not stronger than Yi Xiaoshan, and even weaker than Yi Xiaoshan.

It is almost the level of the first entry into the Yin God, and in the Taoist realm, it is probably the early stage of the Yuan Shen.

So Song Yu is not stronger than Yi Xiaoshan, on the contrary, he is even weaker than Yi Xiaoshan.

"Well, it's restraint in attributes. ”

Qiao Chuqing suddenly envied Yi Xiaoshan's simplicity, sometimes, the truth is often very simple and clear, but the smarter a person, the less he will believe the facts on the surface, but to trace the so-called 'deep' roots.

"Our ghost power is very similar to those dead things, and we don't have special means, so it's difficult to deal effective damage to those dead things. ”

"But Song Yu is different, his Dao method is inherently restrained from evil worship, whether it is against ghosts or these dead things, it can cause terrifying restraint damage. ”

"It seems that we have to re-evaluate Song Yu, his potential is far more than the previous level. ”

Successful people find a way, and those who fail find excuses.

After several stages of surprise, shock, curiosity, and relief, although Song Yu's true strength was not misjudged, Qiu Renjie and others, who were the elite children of the family, still reflected in time and immediately took countermeasures.

"There's no need, since the little Taoist priest is generously displayed in front of us, it means that he doesn't think there is any need to hide it, since that's the case, it's better to be simpler. ”

Qiao Chuqing thought farther than the others, shook her head slightly, and smiled at Song Yu, who was returning.

"I've seen it for a long time. ”

"The small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about. ”

The corners of Song Yu's mouth lifted, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"It's not a short distance from Winterfell, and if you don't leave, you'll have to spend the night in the wilderness tonight. ”