The vitality of heaven and earth is surging, almost forming a tide, and the monks with low cultivation naturally can't see it, but on Qingyun Mountain, there are thousands of great monks, and such a vision is enough to alarm many people. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All the peaks of Qingyun, including the main peak, all have monks rising into the air, looking towards Zhenfeng with burning eyes, in their eyes, above Zhenfeng, like a funnel, immeasurable vitality poured down, almost wanting to form a substance, and constantly poured into the Thunder Palace.

Most of the monks just glanced at it twice, then smiled and ignored it, these were all high-level people with fame and strength in Qingyun Mountain, so they naturally didn't care too much. However, a small number of them were extremely shocked in their hearts, and these parts were all young disciples.

Zhenfeng only has two masters and apprentices, dozens of miscellaneous servants, this formation, it must not be the master of Zhenfeng, otherwise it will not be so small, nor are those miscellaneous disciples, there is no such level, only Zhenfeng True Transmission: Yan Que, the most unworthy true disciple on Qingyun Mountain.

It is rumored that Yan Que has always been at the level of qi refining, and although he has occupied the position of true transmission for thirteen years, he is not known and is not brilliant, not to mention that compared to the true transmission of various peaks, it is slightly inferior to ordinary disciples.

This time the storm suddenly appeared, and as soon as it was shot, it shocked all the peaks, could it be that he had been hiding for thirteen years, and planned to make a blockbuster?

The younger generation of each peak is silent and has their own thoughts.

Qingyun Eight Peaks, although the affairs between the peaks are not related, but Qingyun Mountain has more than 10,000 disciples, and the competition for resources is fierce, of course, who is the highest cultivator, who can get more resources, above the eight peaks, there are treasures everywhere, and the two masters and apprentices in Zhenfeng District occupy a lot of resources, which has caused the dissatisfaction of the older generation of monks, and the younger generation of disciples are also greedy, although Qingyun Mountain has limited resources, but after all, it is one of the largest immortal cultivation sects in today's cultivation world, and any part of it is enough to make a person's cultivation path smooth.

Even if the two of them add dozens of miscellaneous labors, how much can they use with the strange flowers and plants and various materials all over the mountain, and let those treasures be hidden in the earthquake, it is simply a tyrannical thing, which has attracted the eyes of many people.

Yan Que didn't know that he had blown a pool of spring water in Qingyun Mountain, and he was fighting against the massive amount of heaven and earth vitality at the moment.

At this moment, the four times of Yan Que and the hundred remains, the Dantian Purple Mansion has long been filled with a massive amount of heaven and earth vitality, but it does not stop continuing to absorb it.

Because he has been a human being in two lives, he deeply understands a truth, quantitative change produces qualitative change, and there is a risk to gain.

He wanted to see his limit, and by the way, try to see if he could produce a qualitative change, as for whether there was any danger of being exploded by the vitality of heaven and earth, it seemed that no one had explained to him yet, and the smug master didn't expect that Yan Que would transform and turn into a butterfly, and he hadn't had time to tell him about the danger in his cultivation.

Within the sea of knowledge, a small face of the Yuan Shen was almost distorted, constantly transforming the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth into its own true element.

Yan Que itself is constantly compressing the true element, compressing and compressing and compressing.

At this time, within the same realm, if someone else's true yuan is like flowing water, Yanque's true yuan is almost sandstone, hard but extremely high quality.

Yan Que's body trembled constantly, as if he was convulsed, his hair was windless, and his clothes were hunting.

Suddenly, Yan Que snorted, and blood overflowed from his mouth, and the blood was turned into fine dust by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was stirring around him.

In the sea of words, the Yuan Shen suddenly shot a ruler-long light, looked up to the sky and roared silently, and the vitality of heaven and earth dispersed instantly.

At this moment, Yan Que's eyes opened, and two rays of cold lightning shot out, hitting the open space, and with a bang, two small holes were shot out of the stone floor in the Thunder Palace, which were bottomless.

Yan Que reined in Zhenyuan, waved the cyan feather that he named "Qing Yu" at will, and laughed arrogantly and proudly.

As the saying goes, if there is a risk, there is a gain, and at this moment, the quality of the true element in Yan Que's body has turned into mercury, slowly flowing, and the quality is extremely high.

"Senior brother, can we keep a low profile next time?" a faint voice came, accompanied by endless grievances.

"Senior Brother Fu. Yan Que was extremely embarrassed, he didn't even notice that there were people around him, although it was on Qingyun Mountain, it was unlikely that anyone would dare to break into the Thunder Hall and kill him, after all, he was too careless.

"Congratulations to my junior brother for cultivating for great progress. Although Fu Shan was envious, jealous and hateful, he was still very happy for his unreliable little junior brother, and at a glance he could see that Yan Que had almost broken through his supernatural powers and achieved the Yunling Realm.

"General, Qingyun is the third!" said the seren.