There are more than 100 disciples under the Qingyun Sect, but only one-third of them can open the spiritual root to cultivate the first level of Qi refining.

Most of the rest are children or teenagers with certain spiritual qualifications, all under the age of twelve.

The bell of the Patriarch Hall rang, and all the Qi Refiners of the entire Qingyun Sect rushed here.

These low-level Qi Refiners were not very old, and everyone's faces were filled with an innate arrogance.

They are the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and they are even more well-known qi refiners, and they are the number one figures in the entire Liang Kingdom.

Even if the princes in the court saw them, they had to salute them for three points.

The feudal officials who rule a county have to be polite to them and welcome them as guests.

In the Liang Kingdom, they are veritable sons of heaven.

Now everyone gathered here, and the eyes of more than 20 people looked at the woman in red standing on the top of the mountain.

I saw that the red dress was as gorgeous as the colorful glow on the horizon, the woman's pink face was as bright as a peach and plum, and her body was graceful and curvaceous.

These young disciples were all in a state of flux, and a few of them couldn't help but talk about it below.

"Where did this fairy come from? This looks really handsome, I'm afraid it's a little more handsome than the princess of the emperor's family."

"I haven't seen it, but look at the place where she stands, it's the ancestor hall of our Qingyun Sect, and this woman's status must not be low."

While a few people were whispering, the hook-nosed old man suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Silence!"

The discussion in the field quieted down, but everyone's fiery gaze did not converge in the slightest, and a few even looked at the colorful clouds on the top of the cliff, as if they were stupid.

"Humph!"

A sound wave was stirred into the crowd, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect suddenly turned pale, and the few disciples who didn't know how to restrain themselves at this time even overflowed with a wisp of blood from the corner of their mouths.

Everyone really heard it, and that terrifying sound wave came from the mouth of the woman in red, who was actually a high-level qi refiner, whose strength was far beyond their imagination.

At this moment, no one dared to look up at the woman, and the proud sons of these days were forced to bow their noble heads under pressure.

Caiyun didn't talk nonsense like them, and waited for a while, but saw that there was still no movement in the direction of the back mountain.

She groaned slightly, and actually threw a small sword with a length of a foot directly from her sleeve, and then saw her figure flash, and she stood on top of the small sword.

didn't say hello to the hook-nosed old man, the small sword flew out, and Caiyun's figure instantly turned into a streamer and flew out, heading straight for the battlefield.

Seeing this, the hook-nosed old man could only sigh lightly, and immediately turned around to arrange for the disciples to go down the mountain.

As for Zhang Lianhao and his junior disciples, their cultivation was much higher than that of these young disciples, and their speed was much faster than theirs.

Ye Ziyu had just swallowed the last bottle of Qi Refining Pill, his body was already blurred with flesh and blood at this time, and there was an electric arc beating around his body, and the wooden hairpin on his head was grazed by a lightning bolt, and it was instantly knocked into powder.

The black hair danced wildly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be incarnated into tens of millions, like a mad demon.

The ten thousand sword rays completely covered Yang Qinghua in front of him, and the sword qi surged vertically and horizontally, colliding fiercely with the lightning in the air, and then disappeared.

On the other side, only half of the lightning strike wood sword in Yang Qinghua's hand was left, which made him feel distressed, you must know that this is not an ordinary lightning strike wood.

It is a real sacred tree, which is a mountain god transformed into a tree spirit, and the remains left behind by the failure of the Heavenly Tribulation, which are rare and rare treasures that have been inscribed with thunder law runes by Daomen Gaozhen and refined with Samadhi true fire.

The grade was not inferior to the soft armor he was wearing, both of which were magic weapons.

But......

Yang Qinghua stared at the long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand, and the resentment in his eyes was about to condense into substance.

Just because of this damn sword, his heavy treasure died here, but this also shows that the grade of this sword is much higher than that of the lightning strike wooden sword.

Could it be a magic weapon? When Yang Qinghua thought of this, his heart suddenly became hot, if it was really a magic weapon, then he was here

It's really a big opportunity.

You must know that even if it is your father Yang Mingxuan, he uses a magic weapon, and there are not many of them.

It can be seen from this that magic weapons are so rare in the cultivation world, even if Yang Mingxuan, who is the master of a sect, only has two pieces of one attack and one defense.

Of course, with Yang Qinghua's cultivation vision, he naturally didn't know the mystery.

Although the power of the magic weapon far exceeds that of the magic weapon, it requires a large amount of spiritual power and even extremely strong divine consciousness power to drive the magic weapon.

It is not easy for an ordinary Yuanying monk to be able to completely master a magic weapon.

When the monk reaches the Yuanying level, the power of the main cultivation is not the meridians or even the dantian, but the more ethereal divine consciousness.

For the Yuan Infant Monk, the most important thing is not the physical body, but the Yuan Infant who has been cultivated.

Unlike the Jindan monks, what was condensed in the Jindan was only a huge amount of energy cultivation, and there was no monk's own divine consciousness and mind.

Among the Yuanying Monks, not only did they condense their lifelong cultivation, but even some of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits gathered in it.

This also makes it extremely difficult for the Yuanying Monk to be completely killed, even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as the Yuanying escapes, and then finds a physical body or directly takes it away, it can be completely resurrected.

Of course, the physical body is always the most suitable oneself, and the physical body obtained through seizure or other means in the later stage will greatly limit the future cultivation and improvement.

Because of the discord between the physical body and the Yuan Infant, there are not a few Yuan Infant monks who cause the realm to stagnate.

The more I practice in the future, the more I attach great importance to the foundation laid in the early stage, and the subtlety of the Tao is in that millimeter.

The so-called difference of a millimeter is a thousand miles, and this is the truth.

Just as Yang Qinghua was distracted, Ye Ziyu's figure on the opposite side suddenly disappeared into the air, and when Yang Qinghua saw this, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

Sure enough, Yang Qinghua only felt that there was a sharp and incomparable sword qi above his head and slashed down in the air.

Fortunately, the soft armor of the magic weapon worn on his body also sensed the danger of attacking, and the soft armor glowed, turning into a cyan light curtain, and the attacking long sword was dead in the air.

Yang Qinghua sneered, and he made a sudden sneak attack, in the battle between the two just now, he had already suffered several losses.

Fortunately, it was him, Yang Qinghua, who was wearing this magic weapon, which made Ye Ziyu's attack useless.

If it were another foundation building monk, after receiving such a few fierce attacks, even if he was immortal, I am afraid that he would not have the strength to fight anymore now, so he could only flee in the wilderness.

Yang Qinghua sneered at Ye Ziyu above, "It's useless, no matter how sharp this sword of yours is, it can't cut my Ruyi Armor."

After speaking, Yang Qinghua actually stood directly with his hands in his hands, just standing in place and letting Ye Ziyu launch a sword-style attack, he was sure that Ye Ziyu's spear could not break his shield.

Since the Great War, Ye Ziyu has been scarred, and any injury on his body can be replaced by any other seventh-level Qi refining monk.

At this time, Mo said that he could still perform such a powerful killing move, I am afraid that after being hit by Yu Yang's two attacks, he would have exploded and died.

The strength of the foundation building cultivator was enough to crush any Qi Refiner, but this kid not only resisted their attacks.

Now it seems that he still has inexhaustible strength, chasing Yang Qinghua is a sharp cut.

The battle between Yu Yang and Wang Dingzhou in the distance was also very fierce, but surprisingly, it had been fighting for half an hour, and both sides were unscathed.

For a master of this level, it is either a one-move decision or a protracted battle.

Obviously, both of them used all their strength, Yu Yang's soul erosion light emerged endlessly, and Wang Dingzhou also continued to fight back with the Sky Breaking Fist.

The battle between the monk and the martial artist is not easy to distinguish between victory and defeat, because once the winner is divided, it is life and death.

Except for the situation of being crushed by absolute strength, the battle between the two is actually a war of attrition.

See how many attacks the martial artist can get close to after resisting the monk's attacks

, and how many punches can be used to knock down the opponent when they are close.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for the martial arts, unlike the foundation building monks, who can directly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and transform it into their own spiritual power.

Martial artists can only compete with it with their strong physical bodies and martial arts divine will.

And as long as he has not reached the legendary realm of transcendent sainthood, no matter how strong the physical body is, it will be exhausted, and the martial arts divine will also be exhausted in his heart.

Judging from the current situation, although Wang Dingzhou was able to smash the soul-destroying light from Yu Yang, he would counterattack the opponent with the Heaven Breaking Fist.

However, except for some damage to the clothes on his body, Yu Yang was not injured in any of his body.

Moreover, the distance between the two sides was always a hundred steps away, even if the distance was shortened by Wang Dingzhou's attack with a soul-eroding light, it would be repelled by Yu Yang with a more ferocious attack.

Occasionally, there was a fist and foot collision, and Yu Yang also retreated with one punch, not giving Wang Dingzhou the opportunity to fight.

At this moment, Wang Dingzhou forcibly used his body to dispel a soul-eclipsing light, and Kui Wei's figure instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight towards Yu Yang.

Yu Yang snorted coldly, his hands were sealed, and an attack that was even more powerful than the Soul Eclipse Light took shape in an instant, and he pushed his palms towards Wang Dingzhou.

The black light seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange black mist, even with Wang Dingzhou's body, if he resisted this attack, he would inevitably be injured.

Yu Yang didn't believe that Wang Dingzhou would resist hard at all, this attack was enough to thwart Wang Dingzhou's offensive, and the two sides would continue to stalemate like this, waiting for the results of the battle between the two people on the other side.

In fact, the result was already doomed when Yang Qinghua revealed the soft armor on his body.

Since the magic weapon soft armor can be worn on Yang Qinghua's body, it is enough to imagine how amazing its defensive power will be.

Although Wang Dingzhou's disturbance has brought a certain degree of impact to the entire war situation, it has not changed the overall situation.

As long as Ye Ziyu can't break through the soft armor, he and Yang Qinghua are invincible, even if they grind, they can grind these two people to death.

The corners of Yu Yang's mouth just hooked up a sarcastic arc, but the scene in front of him made his pupils constrict instantly.

Wang Dingzhou's bloodied figure appeared in front of him in an instant, and Yu Yang only had time to raise his arm to block.

Immediately after, the fist like a storm slammed down, and Yu Yang retreated one after another, and there was no room to fight back.