In the world of black and white, Zhang Qing flipped his hand and fell.

The red flame arm blocked Yin Xinghe's dry palm, and the scattered sword light gradually dimmed.

"Immortal change!"

In a low voice, Yin Xinghe felt that his arm had lost all its strength in an instant, as if it had become the arm of a mortal old man.

His face changed in shock, but it was too late, and in the roaring flames, a dragon breathed and drowned his entire arm.

When the panic retreated, blood spilled all over the void, and the empty shoulder position made Yin Xinghe's face completely gloomy.

He has never been able to break Zhang Qing's immortal change, nor can he break the layer of immortal golden body on the other party's body.

The majestic golden mana condensed at the shoulder, forming a mana palm instead, Yin Xinghe tried it for so long, and finally he was reluctant to get close to Zhang Qing anymore.

The other party's physique is far above him.

"The sword slashes the heavenly river, and the sword retreats in all directions!"

Even though the power could not reach the most terrifying state under the immortal change, this sword light that divided heaven and earth into two still made Zhang Qing vigilant.

The flaming spear was thrown forward, and it was torn apart the moment it touched the sword light.

"It's not easy." Zhang Qing sighed, but anyone who changes to a mortal law monk should become a foundation building cultivator in such a long time, but even though Yin Xinghe's cultivation has decreased a little, the momentum on his body is becoming more and more terrifying.

If it weren't for the immortal transformation blocking the opponent's control of the aura between heaven and earth, Zhang Qing was very suspicious that the aura within a radius of thirty miles under this sword would be coerced and become the edge under the opponent's flying sword.

In the faint dragon groan, the purple light was spreading, and the small purple gold bowl became larger above Zhang Qing's head, and a beam of light covered Zhang Qing upside down.

The power of the Purple Gold Bowl is very complex, there is suppression, there is soul deregistration, there is corrosion, there is the power to steal the enemy's soul, and the hardness of its own is even more incomprehensible.

At the beginning, Zhang Qing didn't build a foundation, so he used the purple gold bowl to block the palm of a Buddhist cultivator who opened the Heavenly Gate, even if it was just the aftermath, it was enough to witness the power of the purple gold bowl.

After all, this can be regarded as the condensed supernatural power of a strong man who opens the gate of heaven.

The power brought by the Dragon Husbandry Chapter blasted out towards the front, Zhang Qing and Yin Xinghe were different, as a user of the power of the Immortal Transformation, the moment he shot with all his might, all the aura outside the black and white world was being used by him.

Taking advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth, the fist mark of this punch shattered the ripples of the sword light in front of him, and hit the flying sword directly.

The crisp crack made Yin Xinghe's eyes flash with pain, but the sword light was even more powerful.

"Break the situation, if you die, you will die."

As an immortal seed golden lotus who has lived for hundreds of years, Yin Xinghe is definitely not a person who shouts and gives up when he encounters any difficulties, on the contrary, after knowing the ending, he will be even more crazy.

This is the Dao heart of the immortal law monks, and even the vast majority of people in the world who aspire to seek immortals.

In the process of seeking the Tao, they can use all means to let their enemies fall in front of them first.

Even if the result is that he will die.

"This sword, only the eight directions retreat."

Zhang Qing's only way was to avoid this sword, and once he avoided it, the space of the immortal transformation would be torn into powder, and at that time, Yin Xinghe's strength in the middle of the Golden Lotus would inevitably explode completely.

The fist mark was torn, and at the same time, Zhang Qing's palm hundreds of meters away was torn.

The crimson flame palm was sliced between his fingers, but the speed of the flying sword roared so fast that he didn't have a chance to check and repair his injuries.

The purple gold bowl trembled wildly, as a Buddhist supernatural power, he was many levels worse than the immortal golden body, and while he was shaking, there was a slight crack.

The cyan light on Zhang Qing's body flickered, and a green lotus was suspended behind him, and the incarnation of the white and silver-faced green lotus walked out.

The scroll in his hand rolled wildly, and finally froze on a page, it was a blood-colored heaven and earth, the sky was endlessly overcast, the earth was dilapidated and ruins, and a blood-colored long sword revealed a sword tip from the haze.

The tip of the sword was reflected into reality from the scroll, appearing in front of the flying sword, and the two extremely sharp edges spread and exploded, and the space maintained by the immortal transformation shattered without any hesitation.

The world of ink painting is as if it has been washed away by heavy rain, and the roaring battlefield of the outside world and the violent aura of heaven and earth are easily perceived by the two of them.

It's just that the protagonist who caused all this has not disappeared, the golden flying sword is broken inch by inch, and the blood-colored long sword is gradually dimmed, and in the end, the latter, who is still not cultivated enough, disappeared into the heavens and the earth.

The broken flying sword, the fragments attracted each other, and returned to Yin Xinghe's side, barely condensing the appearance of a sword weapon.

Zhang Qing and Qinglian incarnated one after the other surrounded Yin Xinghe in the middle, and their voices were calm, "You, what other means do you have?" ”

"Huh." Yin Xinghe lowered his head, his pale hair was scattered, and the blood on the corner of his mouth and his single arm all proved that the old man was running out of oil.

More than 300 third-order flying swords arched beside him, and now only ...... were left Half.

The power that the Dragon Pastor Chapter brought to Zhang Qing allowed him to easily crush a third-order magic weapon of this level.

"You don't seem to quite understand the meaning of the Golden Lotus."

The brilliant golden lotus flower appeared behind Yin Xinghe, the phantom was dazzling, and after magnifying it, it was found that the golden lotus seemed to be condensed with a tiny sword light.

Yin Xinghe raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I have to admit that at your age, with such a cultivation, you can have such strength, and you have surpassed everyone in Yunmengze, if the cultivation is equal, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a stick of incense." ”

"But between you and me, after all, there is a time gap of more than a hundred years."

"How much can you smooth out now?"

The golden lotus behind Yin Xinghe was collapsing, and a petal completely fell into the void, the void was like a lake, the golden lotus fell, the ripples scattered, and then the vast golden light rose densely in the ripples.

Like the light of the sun, like the light of the end of the world, shining from a distant land.

Immediately after that, there is the second petal, and the third ......

"Under the ascension, the realm is infinite, and the essence of the cultivation realm has never been the so-called strength improvement, strength is just a companion creature."

"Qi induction, qi training, foundation building, golden lotus ......"

"Each realm represents the traces of the cultivator between heaven and earth, but after planting the golden lotus, he is qualified to appreciate one or two."

"There is a Tao in heaven and earth, and the Tao has left traces, you and I cultivate immortals, and what we cultivate is the Tao."

"Can you see the traces of these ways?"

The sword light of thousands of golden lights wrapped Yin Xinghe, standing in the void with one arm, he looked at Zhang Qing, and also looked at the incarnation of Qinglian, and in an instant, the golden sword qi turned into a storm and spread.

Dozens of miles of sky, all encompassing, flying birds, aura, tearing everything apart, almost poked out a hole in this day.