Chapter Twenty-Three: That's it!?
Lu Qinyun instantly slashed out with a sword, covering her whole body tightly, and one after another fierce sword qi smashed the bluestone slabs under her feet. The crowd retreated further.
This move did work, because there was clearly a black shadow between the sword lights and was forced to flee in all directions by this move. But Lu Qinyun is not easy, this move consumes a lot of aura, and Lu Qinyun can't hold it for a long time.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Lu Qinyun's sword light in the sky finally paused for a moment due to the lack of spiritual power. At this pause, a smart black shadow kicked Lu Qinyun's shoulder.
Zhao Zhiwei shook his head, the body protection shield of the foundation building monk was not something that a junior monk in the middle of Qi cultivation could break. All because as soon as the monk entered the foundation building period, not only did the aura content increase dozens of times, but also the running speed and the quality of the aura were far above the qi training. It is not an exaggeration to say that an ordinary foundation building stage monk can kill more than a dozen Qi cultivation stage monks in an instant.
But the result was unexpected, the foot that the stone sword kicked on Lu Qinyun's shoulder turned into a golden arrow at the same time, although it did not break Lu Qinyun's talisman cover. But the huge impact made Lu Qinyun's face a little pale, obviously because the spiritual power was consumed too much.
Zhong Wei finally understood Shi Jian's attack strategy, he relied on his rapid body to consume Lu Qinyun's spiritual power, and then break it with force.
Sure enough, Shi Jian kicked again, and Lu Qinyun's face turned even paler. But Lu Qinyun is not stupid, knowing that he can't last long like this, he immediately changed his moves.
But the situation did not get better, and the ghostly figure of the stone sword flashed from time to time from all directions, and at the same time gave a fatal plan. Lu Qinyun, a foundation-building monk, had no way to deal with him for a while.
Lu Qinyun's face became more and more ugly, and later he showed a crazy and cruel color. Zhao Zhiwei couldn't scream and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
I saw Lu Qinyun chanting a mantra in her mouth, lightly pinching the law, and suddenly, a white long sword emanated from the top of her head, wrapped in a violent aura that destroyed the world and killed her.
"Oh, this Senior Sister Qinyun, it's so ......" Zhao Zhiwei sighed helplessly as he looked at the sword floating in the air and emitted a heavenly spiritual pressure.
"This sword is the natal magic weapon that my grandfather gave me, the name is Changtian, although I can only exert one percent of the power now, it is enough to kill you. Lu Qinyun flew in the air, looking down at the stone sword condescendingly.
Shi Jian stood motionless in place, probably he also knew that it would be useless to move himself in the face of this long sword that was chasing the magic weapon with his breath.
Zhong Wei sighed at this person's calmness in the face of death and his good strength, everyone knows that physical cultivation is the most test of perseverance and mental strength among all cultivation methods. For him to be able to cultivate this realm, he must have put in an effort that ordinary people would never have imagined.
Don't die!" Zhong Wei thought to himself.
"Senior Sister Qinyun, quickly put down the sword!" A clear shout came from afar, it was a middle-aged monk in brocade clothes and gorgeous robes, I saw that he didn't use any magic weapons, he was flying alone in the air, he was a Jindan monk, and only a Jindan monk could fly without the help of foreign objects, relying on his own mana.
"Uncle Hechun. Zhao Zhiwei greeted.
The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, and seeing that Lu Qinyun did not move, with a wave of his hand, a dense orange square appeared out of thin air, pressing down Lu Qinyun and the sword in the air.
Lu Qinyun glared angrily at this Hechun uncle, but the real people of Hechun didn't look at him at all. "The little girl was offended a lot just now, and I am here to make amends for you. Hechun Zhenren said in the direction of Shi Jian, although it was an apology, but there was no meaning of apology in his expression, but when he thought that people were so high-level cultivators and apologized for being a little qi cultivator with you, he was relieved.
Shi Jian also clenched his fists slightly and said, "Don't dare." ”
Hechun Zhenren looked at the green-robed monk again, and the green-robed monk hurriedly stepped forward respectfully, in fact, Hechun Zhenren was called by him.
"The selection doesn't have to go on. Hechun Zhenren swept away the scattered cultivators present. Pointing at Zhong Wei, "Just leave that person and body cultivator behind, and in the future, Qi cultivators who are over twenty years old will be eliminated directly." After speaking, he didn't stop, and disappeared in front of everyone.
"Yes, Hechun Ancestor. The green-robed monk replied quickly.
None of the scattered cultivators dared to speak, and the title of "Hechun Old Ancestor" let them know that the person just now was not a Jindan monk, but a Yuan Infant Old Ancestor!
Zhong Wei and Shi Jian were indeed the only two in the middle stage of Qi cultivation in the casual cultivation present, and Shi Jian's strength was obvious to all, but why did the ancestor only recruit Zhong Wei, could it be that he was also a master who could leapfrog the challenge!? Everyone present had such doubts.
Lu Qinyun glanced at Shi Jian fiercely and was pulled away by Zhao Zhiwei.
After the green-robed monk sent away this female plague god, he breathed a sigh of relief and pointed at Zhong Wei in the crowd.
"Hey, you, come here. ”
Zhong Wei pretended to be flattered, and walked up to the green-robed monk resignedly.
"Hello and Shi Jian have both passed the test, the ancestor has spoken, you two don't have to participate in the heart demon test, and directly become outer disciples. The green-robed monk looked at Zhong Wei with interest, but Zhong Wei had a cautious expression and couldn't see anything strange.
The silver-haired old monk came again, "Well, everyone come with me." "This is to transport the rest of the scattered cultivators out of the Jiyuan Gate, although the scattered cultivators have quite a few complaints, but the Yuanying monks have spoken, who dares not to obey!
"In the future, everyone will be the same senior brother, we have to take care of each other, and in the future, I can ask me to return to the Taoist friends, I am in the late stage of Qi training. The green-robed monk said affectionately to Zhong Wei and Shi Jian.
"Where, where is the little brother who has just arrived, and I have to rely on you, senior brother!" Zhong Wei said.
"Thank you. Shi Jian still didn't have a word to spare.
I didn't care about Shi Jian's coldness, after all, the strength of the people was there.
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At this time, in front of the Fire God Palace, there were two men and a woman floating.
After Zhong Ting returned to the Immortal Dao Gate to report the news of the secret realm, the confused ancestor was overwhelmed, and within a few days, he took Zhong Ting and the Qingyi ancestor who had become a Jindan monk to the desperate situation of the Arctic ice field.
The strength of the Confused Ancestor increased greatly, and his confidence also rose with it, and he took the two of them all the way to the "Qi" teleportation array. A burst of white light flashed, and the three of them arrived in the desperate situation described by Zhong Ting.
Looking at the world that was already full of red, Zhong Ting was amazed in her heart, and she didn't know what earth-shaking variables had happened to become like this.
Although Qing Yi Ancestor's skills have been greatly damaged, he is after all a brother who has been confused for thousands of years, and he has a deep friendship.
"Senior brother, what do you think?" Seeing this scene, the bewildered ancestor thought it was too late.
"Senior brother, our Immortal Dao Sect is blessed. Qing Yi Ancestor suddenly had a look of excitement on his face.
Damn, it costs 72 yuan to take a bath, I want to ask about the price list, those two ** just don't understand, I'm in a hurry, the old man said you want a miss, this will be my turn**.
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