Chapter 239: My family patriarch, I'm afraid there is some kind of atmospheric luck! The three realms overlap

"Boom!"

In the void, the qi waves surged, the sword qi broke through the air, and everywhere they passed, when many living beings raised their heads and looked high into the sky, they could only see a long white line, and they could hardly see the passing rainbow.

Zhang Lie was more anxious in his heart, and he actually directly used the sword qi and thunder sound to rush away, carrying half of the pressure himself, and the flying sword carrying and dissolving the other half.

But even so, the Tianjun Flying Sword, which had the strongest sword strength among his seven habitual flying swords, also faintly showed a high temperature and dark red over time.

At this time, Zhang Lie could only get out of that extreme state, switch to the normal sword state, and must not switch the flying sword when casting the sword qi thunder sound, otherwise, the sword pressure will be shared by the five elements flying sword, and there should be no such limitation.

"In order to find me, Chuanhong did not hesitate to spend a lot of natal essence blood to perform bloodline soul searching, when he found me, he was already greatly injured, if I don't do my best to save him, Chuanhong will be completely cut off even if he does not die, and he will not even be able to be a man again."

"The patriarch has a deep mind and strong cultivation, and there is some kind of secret technique hidden, I have always doubted that he can kill Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong of the Wei family, and now even if Wei Yuanhong makes another breakthrough, it should not be difficult for the patriarch to save his life. I'm just afraid that something will happen to it......"

Zhang Lie originally wanted to comfort himself, but the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

The four immortals should be "the land of the law and wealth", and the couples in them not only refer to the Taoist couples of the opposite sex, but also the masters, brothers of the same clan, and friends of the same way.

Being able to accompany and trust each other for a long time on this long path of cultivation is undoubtedly a huge asset, so the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen is in danger, and Zhang Lie gradually feels anxious.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thunder reappeared, and Zhang Lie's figure fled forward again across a hundred miles in an instant.

However, when he finally arrived day and night, fighting with the damage to his divine sense and mana, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel in his heart:

"My family patriarch, I'm afraid that there is some kind of atmospheric luck, otherwise how can I go anywhere, and the earth will be turned upside down!"

I saw that above the coordinates that Zhang Chuanhong passed to Zhang Lie, there was a huge round of spiritual energy vortex floating and changing, and at the same time, the Dao pattern at the center of Zhang Lie's eyebrows was looming, and he could clearly sense that there were a large number of high-level monks in that direction.

It's clear that the people who came here in a hurry weren't just themselves.

Zhang Lie's sword qi thunder sound swordsmanship was certainly immense, but at this moment, it was not only him who was rushing to the scene, so it was not very eye-catching.

It is true that Sword Qi Thunder Yin is a superior swordsmanship, but it is also a superior swordsmanship that high-level immortal cultivators have mastered the most.

Few monks in the Purple Mansion Realm can master it, and there are even more people in the Jindan Realm, and when it comes to the Yuanying Realm, even if these old monsters themselves don't know swordsmanship, they can also use their powerful mana to force out the sword qi thunder sound, which is just supersonic slashing.

In the realm of Zifu, it can be called fast and ruthless, but in the higher realm, it is gradually impossible to talk about.

Sensing that a large number of monks were gathering at the target location, Zhang Lie quickly switched states, hid his shadows, and even transformed the mana and sword qi in his body to a point, and then converged his aura back to the peak of the foundation building realm, and flew towards the huge and vast spiritual energy vortex.

"The land of the Nine Domains was originally derived from the nine outer worlds that were broken by the ancient sword cultivators, and in order to prevent these nine worlds from recovering their vitality and regeneration changes, the ancient great supernatural powers used the Demon Dao Blood Sacrifice Spell to pollute the Heavenly Dao to make these nine worlds connect with each other and attack, and they could only be continuously devoured by the Xuanhuang Great World."

"This should be the special state formed by the overlap of the three realms of the witch god, the netherworld, and the demon god, and the collision of the huge aura."

In that huge and vast aura vortex, there was a group of foundation-building qi cultivators gathering.

The first old man stroked his beard and talked eloquently, with some triumphant attitudes, but he also had to admit that this old man was indeed very knowledgeable.

He is well-versed in the present, and he is willing to share what he knows.

From time to time, there were scattered lights flying into the aura vortex, either alone or in groups.

"Elder Wang, isn't this dangerous? It doesn't look like a good place, why are so many people gritting their teeth and breaking in? ”

A junior asked curiously.

"Not dangerous? Of course it's dangerous, it's just that someone has already found Qianyang Butianzhi inside, if you can win Qianyang Butianzhi and then give it to Xiaoshan Ancestor, you can get the mantle inheritance of the ancestor, that is Xiaoshan Ancestor, the number one figure among the monks of the Southern Wilderness, who has little longevity and is extremely valuable......"

Xiaoshan Zhenren originally took out the natal magic weapon, the experience of a lifetime of cultivation, and a treasure map involving great benefits.

But in the mouths of these middle- and lower-class monks, there is only the experience of a lifetime of cultivation = mantle inheritance.

But also to think of it, this is indeed the only and most secure choice for the middle and lower class monks.

What do monks who practice qi and build foundations do with high-grade magic weapons? What do you do with a treasure that even a real person can't get?

The child's swagger in the market with a lot of money is tantamount to seeking death.

"Even if Xiaoshan Zhenren is dying closely, it is not that there are no heirs and disciples, of course, as long as you worship your subordinates, according to common sense, you will always be able to share some of the teacher's legacy."

Zhang Lie listened beside those monks for a while, observed repeatedly, and made sure that this was only a chaotic triple overlapping realm space in front of him, and there was no direct mortal danger, and he quickly walked in with a stealth figure.

"Take advantage of the situation to stir up the water, the news here should be released by the patriarch or the book. This is the method that the weaker side is accustomed to using. ”

"It's just that I don't know what layer the two of them are on now, and I haven't practiced the bloodline soul seeking technique, even if I have learned this kind of time, I can't use it, otherwise it will be useless if I arrive with a big injury."

Zhang Lie thought in his heart, recovering his divine consciousness mana consumption, and at the same time walking into the space that changed like water waves, as if passing through a water curtain.

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