There is only one kind of person who can resist the thunder with his flesh and blood, and that is the Venerable Master who is beyond the boundaries of his human body.

Qing Yuan clenched the iron rod and pressed his hand on the Red River White Night Yin hearse in the bag, his expression solemn, he did not expect that he would encounter a Venerable Master so soon.

The man who came was an old man, about sixty years old, with gray hair and black hair, and a brown coat, quite neat. He raised his hand, patted it, and said with a smile: "Sun Wenpeng, this kid, was born in Luoyue County since he was a child, and he has never seen the world, so he thinks that as long as he doesn't provoke the Righteous Daomen and Huanhua Pavilion, then within the Three Heavens, he will be invincible in the world." It's not bad to have you teach you a lesson today......"

After that, he also raised his foot and kicked Sun Wenpeng.

Sun Wenpeng fell to the ground, gasping for breath, with the look of the rest of his life after the catastrophe in his eyes, but he didn't bother to get up.

"I said a long time ago that the Sun family is only the first in Luoyue County, and the world is so big, I don't know how many times it is Luoyue County. The old man shook his head slightly, sighed and said: "Before you condensed the Dharma, although you were arrogant, you were also a little restrained, and if you were lucky enough to condense the Dharma, you were arrogant. ”

Sun Wenpeng gasped and said, "Uncle Gan, don't count me down anymore, take him down quickly." ”

Hearing this, Qingyuan immediately knew the identity of this person.

In this trip, among the scattered people who have no door and no faction, three of them are the masters of the Three Heavens, and one of them is called Gan Huan.

It is said that this Venerable Master has always been good friends with Sun Yu, the Venerable Master of the Sun family. And Lu Yu, who took away the ancient cangshen thunder, is Gan Huan's disciple.

Gan Huan stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "Young man, Sun Wenpeng's ability is not as good as yours, so please don't touch you." Now, the old man has come to invite you, how about it?"

Kiyohara took a deep breath and asked, "How about the seniors please me?"

Gan Huan shook his head slightly and said, "You don't have to know this. ”

Qingyuan laughed and said, "Since you want to invite me to go, but you don't have to let me know the reason, how dare the junior go?"

Gan Huan spread his hands, sighed, and said, "Since this is the case, the old man will change his words and arrest you...... How?"

Qingyuan said in a deep voice: "What if I don't agree?"

"Then ......" Gan Huan smiled, a little funny, and said a sentence from the right talent Qingyuan, "Iron God Guts...... That's how it should be used!"

With a slap in his hand, he sucked the iron god gall on the ground into his hand, and the iron thorns were all collected and turned into an iron ball.

The iron ball was thrown into the sky by him, hovering in the air, and then dozens or hundreds of iron spikes burst out from the inside, breaking away from the iron ball and shooting out.

Countless iron thorns fell from the sky, each of which was a foot long, and the speed was extremely fast, like lightning.

In an instant, it was like being in front of a large army, and it was in the situation of being fired by thousands of arrows.

Qingyuan's expression changed slightly, and his left hand waved upward.

Ten feet of land in front of him was rolled up, three feet thick, and stood up into a wall.

Dozens or hundreds of iron spikes easily pierced the walls.

And Qingyuan used the earthen wall to delay the iron thorns, constantly retreating, and sometimes there were iron spikes close in front of him, and he was also knocked down by his iron rod.

Just as he was defending himself, an iron spike landed on his chest.

The Ice Silk Dao Coat couldn't resist it, and it was immediately broken, and Qingyuan only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but the iron thorn did not pass through his chest, because it was blocked by the map of Guangyuan Guye Tianzun.

After a round, the iron thorn stopped.

Qingyuan's eyes showed a different color, and then he pinched his fingertips, forced out the blood, and wiped it on the corner of his mouth, at first glance, it was like spitting blood from his mouth.

Only then did he scatter the broken wall of earth in front of him, and he fell down, turning into a cloud of dust.

As for the other scattered man, he was pierced through two arms under the iron spikes.

This scattered person was originally hesitant to help Sun Wenpeng join forces to deal with Qingyuan and avoid being wiped out, but Sun Wenpeng hurt him and made him frightened for a while. Then Qingyuan was hit by a thunderbolt, and was taken by Gan Huan, he recognized Gan Huan, his heart was already desperate, trying to find a chance to escape, who knew that Qingyuan and Gan Huan said a few words, and then he made a move, so that he didn't have time to dodge......

After the iron stab, Qingyuan was fine, but he wasted a pair of arms.

Kiyohara glanced at him, ignored it, and just looked at Gan Huan.

"How about now?" Gan Huan smiled, flicked his fingers, and the countless iron thorns flew back, returned to the iron god's courage, and turned into an iron ball again, falling on his hand.

This is the highest attainment that the Iron God can perform.

Qingyuan raised his palm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Understood." ”

Gan Huan smiled: "It's good to understand." ”

He looked at the scattered cultivator whose arms were pierced by iron thorns, shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand, two strong winds passed, and immediately cut off all the arms of the scattered man.

Although the Sanren had the Triple Heavenly Dao, he couldn't bear this kind of treatment, and roared angrily, only having time to use his true qi to hold only the blood in his arms, he had no strength left, only to keep breathing.

"Just cut off your arms and leave your feet to walk. ”

Gan Huan put his hands behind his back, his eyes swept Qingyuan, and he couldn't help but have a slight color in the depths of his eyes.

Because he shot at that time, he also wanted to seriously injure the young man, but he didn't expect that he would miss it. But since he lost his hand, he didn't make a move anymore because of his identity, but he just hid his surprise, pretended to be indifferent, and still retained this master's posture.

With a flick in his hand, something flew out, landed in Qingyuan's arms, and said: "You young man, it is also comfortable to watch, and the old man will not embarrass you, take this pill, and save the end of being bound." ”

Qing Yuan's eyes froze, his hand was on the Red River White Night Yin Hearse, he took the pill, and was ready to transport the Red River White Night Yin Hearse.

"Don't worry, this elixir is not of much use, it just restricts the operation of true qi, and allows the old man to restrain you. There was another pill in Gan Huan's hand, which was flicked into the mouth of the broken arm, and it melted in his mouth, "This pill has the effect of three days, and there is no cure within three days, and he will definitely die...... This is something that Han Yu's poisonous scatter person refined......"

Kiyohara looked down, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This elixir...... He knows.

Because you know this poison, you can also get rid of it.

"The Venerable Master, I can't help it?"

Qing Yuan laughed, took the pill, melted into his mouth, and immediately turned into a cold current, inhibiting the meridians around his body, and gradually penetrating into his internal organs.

In the condensation building, the "Qingyuan" manifested in it is already facing the east.

On the eastern wall of the Condensing Law Building, Dongfang Yimu Qinglong suddenly opened his eyes.

Qingyuan's expression has not changed, and the spring acupoint under his feet, a breath of fresh air gushes, full of vitality, passing through the Zusanli acupoint, to the middle dantian.

This breath of clear air hangs in the middle dantian.

Qing Yuan silently recited the Huangting Immortal Sutra in his heart.

Buddhism has a saying that the Buddha's words are recited 300 times a day, there is no disease and no pain, and he ascends to the Western Heavens. Taoism also has a similar method, and one of the mantras of the Huang Ting Xian Jing has such an effect.

The sound resounded in my heart, in the middle dantian, gradually widening, shaking all around, and the cold current gradually dissipated.

Meiyu ancestral acupoint, nine-story building.

In the condensation building, "Qingyuan" has faced south.

A bird groaned, and it rose leisurely.

The flames extinguish the cold snap.

The cold poison of the elixir is gone!

And Gan Huan, the Venerable Master, still doesn't know what happened to Qingyuan after taking the pill.