Although Ling Fengzi has not been practicing for a long time, he has started early, and some of the small spells in the Dao Gate have also been learned, although he has not yet mastered the top-level immortal magic method, it is only because he is subject to his own Taoism.

He was able to break Li Xiuyuan's fixation technique, using the Yin Thunder Method.

This is a spell that can only be practiced with a divine soul, and it is a spell that injures a thousand enemies and damages eight hundred.

The cost is very high, and the damage is serious.

If it weren't for the moment of life and death, a cultivator would never have done it.

If it is displayed, it also means that this fighting method has evolved to the point of fighting for life.

But all the cultivators in the main hall understood that in terms of fighting methods, there were very few people in the world who could compare with Li Xiuyuan, no matter who it was, at least Ling Fengzi was still far behind.

All the results are doomed, and Ling Fengzi will definitely lose.

But he didn't see it himself.

"I've broken your spell, there is a way in the poor way, can you take it?" Ling Fengzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body.

The fighting method is not to fight and scuffle together like mortals, but if you cast a spell, I will break it, and I will cast a spell, and you will break it.

And the used method can no longer be used.

Until the spell is exhausted, or one side concedes.

It is both bright and fair, but also cruel and decisive.

The losing side naturally has no right to speak, and the cultivators can use this method to solve a lot of contradictions and fights, after all, as long as the two sides don't want to be too different, they won't make a lot of trouble, and the winning side will not chase after them and kill them all.

After all, cultivation is only for the sake of becoming an immortal, and if it is not necessary, it will never fight for your life.

"I heard my master say the rules of the fighting method, you have broken my immobilization technique, and then it is time for you to cast the spell, since the fighting method has begun, there is no need to show mercy to your subordinates, use your most powerful spell, so as not to regret it when you get it." Li Xiuyuan said calmly.

Fighting with him, to put it mildly, is to kill yourself.

Don't you know that within three feet of him, the spell is not close? Although he has blocked his breath now, the spell still does not add to his body.

Although this is not a secret, there are not many ghosts and gods who know, and in addition, in the mountain gate, isolated from the world, Ling Fengzi must not know this special thing about himself.

"The poor path has not been practiced for a long time, although there is no wonderful method, but he has painstakingly practiced a thunder method, saying, thunder in the palm of his hand. Ling Fengzi exhaled slightly, pinched out a handprint with one hand, and said something in his mouth.

Palm Thunder?

Li Xiuyuan's expression was as usual, he had seen this spell in the Daozang Hall.

To practice this spell, you must first draw a thunder talisman, then recite a spell, pinch a handprint, two hours a day, and after insisting on seven, seven and forty-nine, you must be able to condense the palm thunder seal, and next time you recite the mantra, you can release the palm thunder when you pinch out the thunder seal.

And the longer you practice, the more powerful this spell becomes.

Practicing 7749 days is just the beginning, if you practice for 49 years, this palm thunder can summon thunder to hit demons and monsters, very powerful.

But he didn't learn.

Because it takes too long, there is no way to speed it up, and he is in charge of the Thunder God Order, so there is no need to learn the Thunder Method.

Let's ask who in the world is as good as the thunder gods who master the thunder.

Soon, Ling Fengzi's eyes flashed, and he pinched the thunder seal with one hand and pointed it at Li Xiuyuan: "Go~!"

"Huh~!"

An arc of lightning flew out of his hand, like a blue light, heading straight for him.

Although the thunder is small and almost invisible, it can easily kill a person when it falls on the body of a mortal, even a person who practices martial arts cannot block the power of the thunder in his palm, if it falls on the rock, it can crack a boulder, the power is extraordinary, it is the most powerful Taoist technique he can master, and

He had been practicing this technique for almost ten years.

During the descent from the mountain, he often used palm thunder to intimidate mortals and let others know how powerful he was.

Li Xiuyuan didn't dodge, didn't dodge, and didn't cast spells to fight, allowing this Ling Fengzi to cast palm thunder.

The arc flashed, beating in front of him, and just flew in front of him, but he waved his hand casually and disappeared without a trace.

The power of this spell is okay, but it is far worse than the spell cast by the thousand-year-old demon, how could it hurt Li Xiuyuan.

"Huh?"

Ling Fengzi's eyes widened, he saw Li Xiuyuan standing there without doing anything at all, just a slight wave of his palm thunder was knocked out.

This, how is this possible.

This is a spell that he has practiced for ten years, he has used the spell to kill ghosts, shocked mortals, and split mountains and rocks, the power is really powerful, how can it be useless at this point.

"You're done with Palm Thunder, aren't you? I'm sorry, but your spells don't work for me. Li Xiuyuan said: "Then is it time for me to cast a spell next, and you will crack it?"

"You, what the hell are you doing, why are poor Dao's spells useless to you. Ling Fengzi pointed at Li Xiuyuan and said in surprise and anger.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Some things are difficult to explain, I think it's better not to explain, do you know what I'm thinking now?"

"Now I'm thinking, should I spare your life because I have a trace of same-mindedness, or should I just send you to reincarnation and end this life early?"

"Don't be ashamed, it's as if you will definitely be able to defeat the poor road, but it's just a spell that breaks the poor road, and your spell is also very ordinary. Ling Fengzi roared.

Li Xiuyuan said: "I am different from cultivators, I don't have such good patience and tolerance, if you are stubborn, you will only force you to a dead end, since you insist on fighting with me, I will not allow a person who blocks my path to fight against me all the time....... So I think it's better to send

You go to reincarnation. ”

As he spoke, his eyes sharpened, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"It's up to you to send the poor path to reincarnation? Do you really think you are a Yama or a god or a Buddha?" Ling Fengzi snorted heavily, but he didn't care about it.

Everyone knows that saints in the world are mortals, and since they are mortals, no matter how noble their lives are, they are still mortals, how can they be compared with cultivators?

Li Xiuyuan was silent, and he took out the Tai'a Sword from the Ghost King's cloth bag.

The quaint sword flickered with a faint halo, and it looked extraordinary, and he stood on the ground with the sword in both hands, his eyes flashing with golden light.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, the entire hall, no, the entire mountain gate began to shake and shake, as if the earth dragon turned over, the heavenly pillar collapsed, and the people who shook could hardly stand on their feet.

"It's ...... Mountain-shaking method. There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the Taoist who knew him.

This is an immortal spell that requires profound mana to cast, and this spell can shake the mountain as soon as it is cast, but Li Xiuyuan not only shakes the mountain, but also shakes the entire mountain range.

Ling Fengzi felt that something was wrong, and he began to panic in his heart.

He knew the method of shaking the mountain, and it was precisely because he knew that he became uneasy and frightened, because behind such a spell he represented a profound realm and Taoism.

It's not something that a newcomer can do.

"Click, click, click. ”

At the same time as the shaking, a bottomless crack appeared on the ground, and this crack came out from under the Tai'a sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand, and it became bigger and bigger, and it tore a huge hole in the ground, and this crack ran straight towards Ling Fengzi.

At the same time, a yin wind whistled in the cracks, accompanied by the screams and wails of the unjust ghosts.

"This is the method of splitting the earth and the method of channeling the shadows. Get out of here quickly, this crack connects to the netherworld, and if you fall into it, you will die. A Taoist exclaimed.

This is a spell that can only be cast by immortals, it is hard to imagine that Li Xiuyuan knew such a powerful spell within three days of entering the Dao Gate, even if they have been practicing for many years, they have to avoid its edge and avoid being affected by the spell.

The Daoists quickly cast spells and retreated to the side.

But Ling Fengzi was not so lucky.

Huge cracks suddenly appeared at the feet, and there was no place to stay.

"What?"

First his feet were empty, then his body froze, and an illusory figure flew out of his body and fell into the crack of the wind below.

That illusory figure was not Ling Fengzi himself, but his soul.

The secret method is regarded as a spell that can only be cast by immortals because the spell can fall into the soul of a cultivator, and once it is cast, it can send the soul of a cultivator to the underworld for reincarnation.

And the body without a soul also turned over and fell down the crack with a bit of stiffness.

The physical body cannot fall into the underworld, but into the depths of this mountain.

Li Xiuyuan This is a combination of two methods, through the secret method to fall the soul, and the earth-splitting method to bury the body.

Don't give Ling Fengzi any chance to turn over, he is determined to send him to reincarnation, otherwise his body is still there, and the reincarnation will not be long, if he casts a spell, he may also recall his soul.

After doing all this, Li Xiuyuan pulled out the Tai'a sword standing on the ground, and then the shaking of the mountain range stopped, and then the cracks on the ground began to close rapidly, and everything began to quickly return to its original state.

"Shaking the mountains and splitting the earth, through the ghost and falling souls, Master Li's spell is powerful, but it's too ruthless, don't you want to give Poor Dao this apprentice a chance?" a voice sounded.

But I saw a wine gourd suddenly fly out of the hall, fly in at the last moment when the crack closed, and completely disappear.

Li Xiuyuan didn't stop it, he knew that this was a drunken Taoist who had made a mark on Ling Fengzi, and after Ling Fengzi was reincarnated, he could bring it back and teach him to practice again.

This is also a common method used by cultivators.

Some people who fail to cultivate in this life will also choose to be reincarnated, keep others to guide them, and then pursue the magic of immortality.

However, after reincarnation, it is not certain whether everything is as desired in the previous life.

"He is not suitable for cultivation, there is nothing wrong with going to reincarnation to be a mortal, I cut off his path of cultivation, it is better than him dying under the catastrophe and not even having the qualifications for reincarnation, his worldly heart is very heavy, not the material for cultivation, why should my uncle be obsessed." Li Xiu said from afar.

"Twenty-one years of love is not to say that you can give up, after six years, Poor Dao will lead him back to the mountain, and ask Master Li's nephew to sell Poor Dao a face. The drunken Taoist said.

Li Xiuyuan said: "After reincarnation, he is no longer him, he may not necessarily agree to Uncle Shi to enter the mountain to practice, not everyone is willing to practice, if Uncle Shi insists, I don't care, I am just afraid that Uncle Shi will not be able to let go of himself, and he will not be able to come back after entering the red dust." ”

"This is a poor matter, so don't worry about Master Li's nephew. After the drunken Taoist finished speaking, his voice stopped sounding.