The black-robed man's backhand was four heavenly thunders, and Ling Xiangyuan did not look back and fled forward, Qing Xuanzhe predicted the trajectory of the black-robed man's shot in advance, and told Ling Xiangyuan that he could avoid the heavenly thunder every time.

The heavenly thunder split a large pit of black smoke on the snow, Ling Xiangyuan felt the power of the heavenly thunder, and he was terrified, and avoided it again and again.

"This kid is weird, and he can predict where I will shoot every time. ”

The black-robed man chased closely behind Ling Xiangyuan, surprised in his heart, it was impossible for Ling Xiangyuan to be so lucky every time, and he happened to be able to avoid the foothold of Tianlei.

Bang!

Ling Xiangyuan suddenly paused, and another thunderbolt like a thunderbolt python fell in front of him, Qing Xuanzhe was like a machine, planning the location of the thunder falling, and notifying Ling Xiangyuan in advance.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hide!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, a hoarse voice came from under the black robe, and the purple light in his purple mansion was magnificent, and a powerful aura pressed from behind Ling Xiangyuan.

"Boy, no, there's nowhere to hide this time!" Qing Xuanzhe's joking voice came.

Ling Xiangyuan looked back, the desert wind and snow suddenly stopped, the wind was fierce, the dark clouds covered the sky, and the purple sky thunder rolled in the clouds, as if the end of the world was coming.

As soon as Qing Xuanzhe spoke, he knew that there was no good thing, Ling Xiangyuan cursed secretly in his heart, and there was a boom behind him, and the rolling thunder in the clouds condensed together like a hemp rope, and the lightning overflowed, cutting through the sky.

A purple thunder pillar descended from the nine heavens and fell into the hands of the black-robed man, he raised his hands high, the purple light in the purple mansion was like a rainbow, and countless fist-sized thunder snakes swept through the desert at Ling Xiangyuan's feet.

Zizi!

Razer raged, like a huge purple flower blooming in the desert, this blow shocked the world, crying ghosts and gods!

The Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, the ground-level top-grade magic technique, is so powerful that it is fully revealed in the hands of the black-robed man at this moment.

"Miserable boy!" Qing Xuanzhe's joking voice came, and Ling Xiangyuan turned around to look at it, and his heart was moved.

The strength of the Yuanying Realm cannot be underestimated, although Zhang Xueyang is strong, but that is only for him, in fact, on this continent, Zhang Xueyang's strength is not enough for others to see.

"Senior, what now?" Ling Xiangyuan lost his mind, and all the thunders moved together, he couldn't take this move, and he couldn't avoid it, so he could only ask Qing Xuanzhe for help.

Qing Xuanzhe smiled evilly and said, "Don't worry, that old monk is still here, he will come to your rescue." ”

"Where is the Floating Master?" Although Ling Xiangyuan could trust Qing Xuanzhe's words, his body involuntarily rushed forward.

The conversation between the two was to communicate with their hearts, and in just a moment, the Nine Heavens Thunder Jue struck with a force that destroyed the world and the earth, and Ling Xiang Yuansheng was just at the nick of time.

The thunder and lightning shone on his delicate face, and he could even feel the tyrannical power of the thunder and lightning, and he held his breath, and his heart stopped beating at this moment.

"I bet he'll save you......" Qing Xuanzhe said suddenly.

“......”

Ling Xiangyuan was speechless, joking with his life, it was really ......

High in the desert, a giant yellow dragon roared and collided with the huge golden-bodied Buddha statue, making a sound of the sky falling apart, the clouds were torn to pieces by the greatest force, and huge energy waves spread like water waves.

Below the Golden Buddha was the golden Floating Master, who was fighting with the black-robed man of the Martial King Realm while watching Ling Xiangyuan's movements.

The huge thunder and lightning flower bloomed in the desert, and he burst into a shout, and the giant Buddha knocked away the dragon, and a huge golden Buddha palm slapped downward.

At the last moment, a huge shadow suddenly covered Ling Xiangyuan's head, and he looked up, it was a huge Buddha palm with golden light, the Buddha palm had clear lines, and it slapped towards the black-robed man with suffocating energy.

The Buddha's palm pressed, the black-robed man's heart palpitated, and the suffocation continued to press him, if he continued to perform the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, he would definitely be slapped to death by the Buddha's palm.

He gritted his teeth and gave up Ling Xiangyuan, and thousands of thunder snakes struck towards the sky, wanting to stop the fall of the Buddha's palm.

The purple thunder flower that bloomed in the desert had already reached Ling Xiangyuan's eyes, and it suddenly shrank, like a purple branch, densely intertwined and soared into the sky.

Rumble!

The earthquake shook the mountain, the northern desert shook, and thousands of days of thunder collided with the Buddha's palm, and the sand under the feet of the black-robed man cracked, and the cracks spread rapidly to all around.

The Buddha's palm has destroyed the withering and decaying momentum to scatter thousands of heavenly thunders, and a huge palm print was shot in the desert, and the black-robed man was firmly embedded in the desert, like a gossamer!

"Tsk, the Yuanying powerhouse can't block the Martial King's blow!" Ling Xiangyuan smacked his lips, his heart was full of emotion, and his eyes were full of desire to become stronger.

"Of course, under the Martial King, everything is an ant. ”

Qing Xuanzhe said arrogantly, he suddenly smiled, remembered something proud, and said with a smile: "Haha, I bet right!"

"......" Ling Xiangyuan was speechless for a while, just now he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of Qing Xuanzhe's ancestor in his heart.

The wind was howling, the desert was calm and silent, Ling Xiangyuan stood at the edge of the palm print thumb and looked at the black-robed man, his clothes fluttering.

"We're going to be unlucky again, alas!" Qing Xuanzhe sighed, breaking the mood of this moment.

“......”

Ling Xiangyuan was speechless, Qing Xuanzhe's crow mouth tried everything, he resisted the urge to scold his mother, and said hesitantly: "Senior, can you ...... Close...... mouth!"

Sure enough, there was a loud earth-shattering noise in the desert sky, just now the floating master fought with the black-robed man of the Martial King Realm, because he was in charge of Ling Xiangyuan, and he couldn't concentrate, he committed the taboo of a martial artist's battle.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the yellow giant Jiao suddenly became difficult and tightly strangled the neck of the golden-bodied Buddha with his body.

The black-robed man in the Martial King Realm descended to the earthy yellow vitality in the dantian, and the dragon roared, scattering the golden-bodied Buddha.

"Amitabha!" floated into the air, clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and fell down from high school.

Ling Xiangyuan hurriedly ran over to catch him, but Qing Xuanzhe sighed and said, "Boy, get ready to escape, this old monk is the Martial King, and he can't die if he falls this time, but his law is scattered, it's troublesome, alas!"

The Floating Master fell from the sky, and with a bang, it fell beside Ling Xiangyuan.

"Master, how are you!" Ling Xiangyuan went over to lift himself into the air, and seeing that his body was undamaged, he sighed in his heart, it was okay to fall down so high, the body of the Martial King was really not covered.

"Poof!"

Floating in the air, a mouthful of blood spit out, and said weakly: "Take me away, my Fa Xiang is destroyed, I can't make any more moves before I reunite with Fa Xiang, if I force a shot, the meridian and hundred acupoints will collapse!"

"Master, I'll take you away now. ”

Ling Xiangyuan glanced at the black-robed man in the Martial King Realm, he helped up the other black-robed man who was angry, and the two were discussing something.

Ling Xiangyuan was afraid that the black-robed man would chase after him, so he carried a levitation on his back and ran wildly towards the desert.

The black-robed man in the Martial King Realm helped another black-robed man, handed him a white pill that exuded a fragrance, and said, "Second brother, you take this Dragon Yuan Pill first, and I will go after the two of them first, and after your injuries recover, go to the Demon Clan's Ice Yang City first." ”

"You have to be careful of the little cub of the Ling family, he is weird!"

The black-robed man who was as angry as a gossamer took the Long Yuan Pill and crossed his knees to refine the pill, and the muscles and bones of his whole body that had been broken by the air just now had a faint tendency to heal.

Long Yuan Dan is refined from the rare dragon yuan grass that is more than 1,000 years old, and the main function of the dragon yuan grass is to heal broken bones.

The black-robed man in the Martial King Realm watched his second brother heal his wounds, and turned around and volleyed in the direction of Ling Xiangyuan's escape.

Ling Xiangyuan floated in the air on his back and ran wildly towards the hinterland of the Northern Desert, the external injuries on his body were unconsciously scabbing and healing, which were all benefits of cultivating the Qiankun Jue.

"Boy!"

As soon as Ling Xiangyuan heard Qing Xuanzhe speak, he knew that it must be nothing good, so he ran with all his strength at this time, ignoring Qing Xuanzhe.

Qing Xuanzhe's voice came into his mind, and he said, "Boy, you don't want to die?"

"Senior, what bad luck is going to happen?" Ling Xiangyuan was already used to the fact that Qing Xuanzhe would be unlucky when he opened his mouth, so he asked.

Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice: "Silly boy, your meridians are injured, not to mention the healing of your luck, if you use too much force, your meridians will be abolished again!"

Ling Xiangyuan looked panicked, thinking to himself that he had indeed been shocked and injured his meridians when he was fighting in the Ling Mansion, and he didn't want to waste his cultivation anymore, but he didn't want to be chased and killed by that Martial King.

He had no choice between the two, he said: "That Martial King will be chasing after him soon, and I can't heal my injuries now!"

"Who wants you to practice?"

Qing Xuanzhe asked rhetorically, and he continued: "The Qiankun Jue and the Nirvana Sutra are both mental methods, and the mental method is immovable, and it is practiced with the heart, not with the body!"

Originally, Ling Xiangyuan hadn't understood too much, but now that Qing Xuanzhe explained like this, he instantly understood.

He ran all the way with his back in the air, calmed his mind, abandoned distracting thoughts, and silently recited the Nirvana Sutra in his heart, trying to enter the realm of Nirvana.

This matter was not an easy task, Ling Xiangyuan tried repeatedly, failed more than ten times, and finally succeeded in entering the realm of Nirvana.

As soon as he entered the realm of Nirvana, an ancient Bodhi tree appeared behind him, and golden Buddha lotuses bloomed in his meridian acupoints, and a mysterious power was repairing the meridians in his body.

"It's ......"

Floating behind him closed his eyes to cultivate, he felt the power of the Nirvana Sutra, it was from Ling Xiangyuan's body that he spoke incoherently excitedly.

The Nirvana Sutra was given to him by his master to use to break through the realm of the Martial King, but he couldn't pass the test of the Nirvana Sutra and couldn't practice the Nirvana Sutra.

On the day Ling Xiangyuan took the Nirvana Sutra, he was at the juncture of breaking through the Martial King Realm and didn't notice it.

He originally thought that the Nirvana Sutra had been lost by him, but he didn't expect to feel the breath of the Nirvana Sutra in Ling Xiangyuan's body today, and he couldn't help but be excited.

The levitation did not disturb Ling Xiangyuan, Ling Xiangyuan used the Nirvana Sutra to repair the injured meridians, and within a few minutes, the two most seriously injured meridians in his body were repaired by the Nirvana Sutra.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Qing Xuanzhe suddenly said in a deep voice: "Here, go to the northeast, there is a spiritual sand formation there, maybe you can stop him!"