Above the Immortal Cultivation

A violent and powerful sand giant sixty feet tall suddenly appeared, and Tai Qingyu subconsciously stepped back a hundred feet.

"Woo wow!"

The giant was like an ancient ape, and his huge fist excitedly beat his chest non-stop. A human-like roar came out of his huge mouth, and his legs slightly bent. He soared into the sky like a cannonball, reached a very high place, and fell to the ground like a meteor, and suddenly punched Tai Qingyu.

The strong wind was like a thousand knives, and Tai Qingyu was like a small sampan in the sea, in danger of being destroyed by huge waves at any time.

Tai Qingyu felt that if he was hit by this punch, he would die.

"Hah!"

She shouted softly, and the Tian Yilan vision instantly appeared behind her. Three leaves with a darker green swayed lightly, and a green air wall appeared in front of her.

"Bang!"

It was so fast that it happened in a split second. At the moment when the green air wall was formed, the fist with a force as fast as a spark hit the air wall. Tai Qingyu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Taking advantage of the tidal wave, she flew back another hundred feet away at high speed.

"Woo wow!"

"Boom boom!"

The giant roared and fell to the ground. The whole desert trembled under the pressure of his body and speed.

The giant opened his hands suddenly. Tai Qingyu felt her body suddenly tightened. In a hurry, three Tianyilan leaves wrapped her tightly layer by layer. She knew that the giant's attack would definitely be earth-shattering!

The sand giant did not stop because of Tai Qingyu's defense.

Its two big hands seemed to be struggling, slowly closing towards the middle, and pieces of golden sand piled up on Tai Qingyu frantically:

Time passed by breath by breath, and the diameter of the sand pile increased from one zhang, three zhang, six zhang, ten zhang, one hundred zhang... until one thousand zhang. This was no longer a sand pile, but a huge sand mountain.

"Bang!"

The giant's hands suddenly clasped together fiercely, and a thunderous applause and a sky-high wave came from between its hands.

"Boom!"

The huge sand mountain that buried Tai Qingyu was hit by an invisible huge force, shrinking towards the center to the extreme, and exploded with a bang!

A green human cocoon wrapped in the green leaves of Tianyilan rose into the sky.

One breath, two breaths, ten breaths later, the human cocoon was like a hammer, smashing into the desert fiercely, and a human-shaped black hole appeared, and then it was filled and covered by the sand all over the sky.

The giant seemed to have used up all his strength, his body became blurred, and the eyes, mouth, and nose on the giant face were almost non-existent!

Just when the giant thought that the human had been killed by it, Tai Qingyu, with messy hair, blood all over her body, and unstable breath, appeared like a ghost not far in front of it, which made the sand giant, who had almost no intelligence, jump back.

"Damn it!"

Tai Qingyu ignored her image as a lady and cursed at the giant.

The next breath, the vision of Tian Yilan appeared again. She floated in the air, chanting: "Tian Yi Needle Sea, shatter the soul and destroy the spirit!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong wind suddenly blew in the desert. The sand giant originally had no soul, but a deep pain came from his mind. He couldn't help but hold his head with both hands, fell to the ground, and kept rolling. After a while, he stood up again.

Seeing this, Tai Qingyu did not leave it any room for reaction.

"Stab!"

With the appearance of the word "stab", hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, and billions of muddy yellow jade needles covered the sky and the sun, appeared from all directions, and swept around the giant like a tide.

"Woo wow!"

The giant was immediately submerged in the muddy yellow needle sea.

"Boom!"

The entire desert shook again when the giant fell.

However, after the giant fell this time, his body made of sand broke apart, turned into grains of sand again, and merged into the desert, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, the yellow giant gate at the Great Wall was slowly opened by an invisible force, and a rich and extremely spiritual energy burst out from behind the gate. Tai Qingyu couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. It was too pure!

Behind the gate was Tianyun, which was covered by white clouds.

Ecstasy came over him!

After going through untold hardships, Tai Qingyu couldn't help but shout in his heart: Tianyun, here I come!

She flew into the clouds calmly. At the moment she flew in, the city gate closed again without knowing when, and the Great Wall did not disappear.

Because there are still living people in the Tiansha area. Only by passing the test of the sand giant or being killed by the giant, the Great Wall and the giant gate will disappear.

Yes, the monk who looks like Maitreya is smiling, seemingly very slowly, but actually walking from a distance at a very fast speed.

"Woo wow!"

The sand giant appeared again...

As for why he did not die under Tai Qingyu's sword, no one knows except the heaven and the earth and himself.

Four months and four days have passed since the Tianyun Secret Realm, and there are still fifty-six days before the secret realm is closed. More and more people come to the Tianyun Market, and Yuanying stage strongmen appear from time to time, and even the figures of Yuanying late great monks can be seen occasionally.

On the fourth month and one day, the number 289 disappeared!

A middle-aged man in the late Yuanying stage, whose body seemed to be able to crush the void, dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground with a "clang", and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes!

One of the two heroes of their Ti Sect, Kuang Dao Wu Ji, had actually fallen.

If this news spread, it would surely cause a huge uproar in the sect. However, he calmed down in the next breath. The ancestor Wushang, who was hundreds of millions of miles away, might have known the news at the moment when Kuang Dao Wuji fell. It seemed that he had to go back.

However, he still stayed. He wanted to see who killed Kuang Dao Wuji.

On the same day, more than a dozen numbers on the survival list disappeared one after another, especially four numbers, which went out almost at the same time, which made the onlookers cheer like a tsunami.

"Alas!"

A young woman with rosy skin and a slender figure in the late Yuanying stage was in a room. She couldn't help but sigh deeply as she watched the number on the survival list disappear. She said to herself: "Takumi, you are still too young and too proud. Your death is a great loss for my Suiyu Sect. The battle with Tianhai Sect will be postponed for at least fifty years. Fortunately, although Tinghai is a bit erratic, she is much more stable."

At noon on the second day of the fourth month, the flowers in the courtyard bloomed. An old man who was meditating and practicing in the flowers suddenly opened his eyes, like a volcano erupting, and roared: "Who is it, who is it!"

For a moment, the scorching sun came down, and the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard turned into ashes in the high temperature.

The old man quickly calmed down, squinted his eyes, and said hatefully: "Don't think that my Lieyang Sect is so easy to mess with. No matter who you are, when you leave the secret realm, we will send you back!"

In a manor in Tianyunfang City, Yinwu and Yinqi sat opposite each other. As the time for the secret realm to close was getting closer, the numbers on the survival list were disappearing rapidly, and only the eighteen numbers were still shining.

Yinqi was better, still indifferent and calm, while Yinwu seemed calm, but in fact he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he just didn't show it.

He couldn't help but stand up from his chair and asked: "Old Seven, don't pretend, I have tolerated you for a long time, what is Yinjiu's number?"

"Old Five, wait a little longer, at most one day, I will tell you, don't worry, he is not dead yet, but maybe he should be soon, it depends on his own luck." Yinqi said gloomily but seriously.

Feeling the seriousness in Yin Qi's words, Yin Wu sat down. He did not ask any more questions, because he knew that Yin Qi, who had the magical yin and yang pupils, already had a chance to see the future.

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