Qingyuan is tall, but he is not burly and strong, on the contrary, he has fair skin and a handsome face, but he looks a little weak, but the strength on his body does not match his appearance.

With the growth of Taoism, Qingyuan's own strength has risen, and it is no less than a master of internal strength.

This punch immediately shattered the sternum of the monk surnamed Xu, and he fell down, and all his internal organs were injured.

The monk surnamed Xu spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

He is a cultivator, and he protects his internal organs with a breath of true qi, retains a ray of vitality, and does not die on the spot.

But on his face, there was a lot of remorse, and his eyes were full of infinite resentment.

The cultivator surnamed Xu opened his eyes wide, and the resentment in his eyes was not towards Qingyuan, but towards the old man surnamed Guo who fled from the battle and deceived him.

"You can rest assured...... He can't escape ......."

Kiyohara looked at the other exit of the valley, his pupils condensed, and a chill arose.

Then, Qingyuan raised his arm, held the iron rod in his hand, and pointed directly at the back of the old man surnamed Guo.

True Qi flows, follows the meridians, and flows to the forearm.

A dark red thunder pattern appeared on the forearm.

The true qi flowed along the thunder pattern on the forearm, and passed to the iron rod.

Then this wisp of true qi continued to flow along the thunder pattern on the iron rod.

True Qi is transferred to the end of the iron rod.

A red glow flashed from the end of the iron rod.

"Go!"

With a low cry from Kiyohara.

The red light at the end of the iron rod burst out suddenly.

A thunderbolt erupted from the iron rod and hit the old man surnamed Guo in the back.

The old man surnamed Guo, who had already fled to the valley, was covered in white smoke, threw himself forward, and his life was gone.

The cultivator surnamed Xu had a shocked look in his eyes, his mouth moved, and then his eyes were dilated and his brilliance dissipated.

He closed his eyes.

Die at the hands of such opponents, and die unjustly.

Guo Lao Fox is dead, dead blindly.

So he was dumbfounded.

......

Qingyuan was very satisfied with the power of the red thunder of Shicai.

The true qi moved to the forearm, through the thunder pattern, and when it reached the end of the iron rod, it had turned into a crimson thunderbolt.

Anterior and post-...... But in an instant.

This is supernatural power!

You don't have to go through hard work, it's like an innate talent, like instinct, you just need to move your mind to display it.

Retracting the iron rod, he came to Gu Cang's side.

Gu Cang was seriously injured, and a wooden nail was on his back, which almost hit the vital part of his heart.

This wooden nail blocked the true qi flow and blocked the blood qi from rising, and it was impossible to resist, causing the methods of the cultivators surnamed Xu and the cultivators surnamed Feng in the back to cause great injuries, especially more serious than any previous injury.

"Mr. ......"

Gu Cang let out a low voice.

Kiyohara said: "Don't speak. ”

He squatted down, took out the elixir he had received from Chen Xing before, poured out one, and sent it into Gu Cang's mouth.

The effect of this elixir was really amazing, after Gu Cang took it, the injury did not continue to deteriorate, and Qing Yuan even saw its breath gradually recover, although it was so slow that it was imperceptible.

"Endure ......"

Qing Yuan picked up his true qi and took it towards the gloomy ebony nails.

Without any warning, without any sound, the true qi in Qingyuan's hand suddenly dissipated for no reason.

This is the effect of the gloomy wood, and the runes on it.

"It's amazing. Qingyuan laughed, and didn't care, just like before, with his own strength, he pinched the wooden nail and pulled it out.

Gu Cang snorted, but it was extremely resolute, and it didn't exhale in pain, and it trembled all over.

Qingyuan pulled out the wooden nail, put it away, and said with a smile: "Okay, although the rest of the injuries are not light, but you have taken that pill, your vitality has recovered, and there will be no more danger of life, so you can recuperate." ”

Gu Cang snorted.

Kiyohara is waiting to ask how it appeared in Fushige Mountain.

At this time, the old man surnamed Fan, who was lying on the ground not far away, coughed suddenly and came to his senses. As soon as he woke up, he saw a hairball in front of him, and his body suddenly shook, and all the pain and distractions disappeared, only landing on the hairball in front of him.

"Divine Thunder ......"

Fan Lao whispered in his heart, his face showed ecstasy, he pounced, grabbed the hairball, and frantically tore the outer layer with both hands.

It was a little late, and I don't know what it was.

And Gu Cang gasped, turned his head to look, and suddenly his eyes were cracked, and he shouted: "Look for death!"

When Qingyuan heard this, he knew that there was something wrong with the hairball, and immediately threw out the gloomy ebony nail in his hand.

The black wooden nail slashed a black shadow, right on the neck of the old man surnamed Fan.

Wooden nails block true qi, block qi and blood, and cut off vitality.

The old man surnamed Fan only screamed halfway, then hugged the hairball to his chest, and the person was already lying on the ground.

Qingyuan looked at Gu Cang and asked, "What is that?"

Gu Cang grinned, his hairy face wrinkled, and said, "Divine Thunder." ”

"Divine thunder?" Qingyuan was suddenly surprised, and then said, "It turns out that what the four of them discussed before was to deal with you......"

Gu Cang didn't know why, so he hurriedly said: "That old guy tore open the hairball, the god thunder inside is a strange species, sir better get it quickly." ”

Qingyuan nodded slightly, got up and walked over, came to the old man surnamed Fan, and turned it open.

The old man surnamed Fan had already sunk his chest, and he held the hairball in his arms, just sticking to it.

And the hairball tore open a corner, and there was nothing inside.

"Where's the Divine Thunder?"

Qing Yuan was startled, and then he heard a dull sound coming from the old man surnamed Fan.

He picked up the hairball with an iron rod, and saw that between the chest and abdomen of the old man surnamed Fan, there was a blue-white light, looming and making a dull sound.

"It turns out that the god thunder is ...... here"

Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and used an iron rod to open the shirt on the chest of the old man surnamed Fan.

When he saw the vision clearly, he immediately showed a look of astonishment.

The thing that glows with blue light is a white snail shell, which is the so-called audible shell.

Shenlei is actually integrated into it?

Qing Yuan remembered that the old man surnamed Fan had said that Gu Cang obtained two divine thunders at the same time, and the other one was taken by Gan Huan's disciple Lu Yu, and was thrown into the weapon in his hand, and suddenly became the prototype of a magic weapon.

The divine thunder in front of him can also be integrated into the dead and turned into the prototype of a magic weapon?

Just when Qingyuan was surprised, he saw cracks burst out one after another on the white shell of Tingyinbei.

The combination of the three cracks is shocking.

The whole listening shell seemed to be about to shatter.

"Oh no......"

Qingyuan's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately stretched out his hand, used his true qi, and held Tingyinbei, which made Tingyinbei quiet.

But he probably understood some reasons, and his face was cloudy and uncertain at the moment, as if he was sorry and happy.

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