Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Hum, the wings of wind and thunder flap, the boat on the other shore continues to rise and move away, and the originally gloomy sky in Qingzhou is once again filled with bright sunshine.

Phew, the blood mist gathered, and the figure of the three-headed ghost car appeared again, but the head on the left had its eyes closed and drooped, and it was completely silent.

For the rest of his life, Yu Wenji looked at the boat that was constantly moving away from the other shore. His eyes were full of fear and there was no trace of greed. Just now, he was beaten to death without any resistance. This was what he had done last time. It was an experience he had never had in thousands of years. If his monster, the three-headed ghost chariot, had not been born with supernatural powers and had three lives, he might have really perished.

It was at this time that a majestic aura filled the air, flapping its wings, the red dragon came to Yuwenji's side.

"Uncle, did you lose your life?"

Seeing the drooping head of the three-headed ghost car, Qingzhou Hou Yu Wenhua's expression suddenly changed as he understood something.

"Did those Southern Wilderness people do it? This is really unreasonable. Uncle, just wait, I will avenge you!"

Looking at the boat on the other side covered by the fog of mortal world, a cold light flashed in Qingzhou Hou's dragon eyes. Although his cultivation was weaker than Yu Wenji, he was only the Seven Tribulations Yang God, but as the Lord of Qingzhou, in this Qingzhou realm , the combat power he can exert is even better than Yu Wenji.

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenji's expression suddenly changed.

"Come back to me, the other party is not something you can deal with, that is an immortal."

The words were low, and a hint of panic appeared in Yu Wenji's eyes unconsciously.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhua was stunned.

"Uncle, there are no immortals in the world, how could an immortal appear, and it comes from the Southern Wilderness!"

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, Yu Wenhua still suppressed his inner restlessness and did not take action against the boat on the other side.

"It's not a true immortal, but it does possess some of the characteristics of an immortal. It can be said to be a pseudo-immortal."

Recalling the palm that blew him up before, especially the pupil pattern on the palm, Yu Wenji became more and more sure of his guess. The performance was very similar to the legendary immortal body.

When he heard the word pseudo-immortal, he thought of something, and the atmosphere around Yu Wenhua suddenly became silent.

"Uncle, I have indeed heard that there are false immortals in the world, but aren't these old guys only owned by some top forces? How could they come out of the barren Southern Wasteland? Moreover, they should be hiding in the blessed land and waiting quietly. It’s the right opportunity to become an immortal.”

Recalling all the information about the pseudo-immortal, and watching the boat on the other side go away, Yu Wenhua asked the doubts in his heart.

Qingzhou is a big state, both in terms of strength and geography. As the lord of Qingzhou, Yu Wenhua is aware of the existence of pseudo-immortals.

The great road is broken, and no one in the world can become an immortal, but the Middle Earth has a profound foundation. Even if the spiritual power of heaven and earth declines, some beings have reached the extreme of the Taoist realm, which is the realm of pure Yang.

However, reaching this step is the limit, and they can no longer take a step forward. This makes many outstanding people in Middle-earth unwilling to give up. They have amazing talents and the heritage left by the ancient sects, but it is a pity that they were born at the wrong time. What you want is immortality, not just two thousand years.

Then, with the efforts of generations of outstanding people, some people found another way and took another half step above Pure Yang. Although they were not true immortals, they still had some characteristics of immortals, and they were able to extend their lifespan and wait for the right time. This kind of Existences are called false immortals or loose immortals.

Hearing Yu Wenhua's question, Yu Wenji fell silent.

The Yuwen family did not master the secret method of becoming a pseudo-immortal, but Yuwenji knew very well that one of the hard conditions for becoming a pseudo-immortal was to have a complete blessed land.

But the key to the problem is that only immortals can open up blessed places. In the era when immortals have gone away, although there are blessed places remaining in the world, these blessed places are all incomplete and cannot be called perfect. The only intact blessed places are the blessed places naturally nurtured by heaven and earth. , but there are very few such blessed lands even in the Middle Earth, let alone the Southern Wilderness.

Even if the Middle Earth is excluded, the Southern Wilderness is the last among the eight wildernesses in the world. It is impossible for such a blessed land to be born, and this is only one of the conditions.

"I don't know, but the feeling is unmistakable, perfect and extraordinary."

Although he had many doubts, Yu Wenji was convinced that his perception was not wrong.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhua sighed as he looked at the boat going away.

"It's a pity. If we can leave this vast spiritual land and cultivate several armies of immortals, our Yuwen family may really be able to swallow up the nine states in the southwest and become the king of the country. When the power of all the people comes to join us, even the pseudo-immortals will not be afraid. .”

There was divine light flowing in the dragon's pupils, and Yu Wenhua also saw through the thin mist of human beings. It was really the ghost mother's cultivation that was weaker.

Hearing this, Yu Wenji was not surprised. He knew enough about his nephew. His anger when he saw him injured before was true. His desire to avenge him was true. His greed for this spiritual land was also true. Really, it's just a pity that the other party is too tyrannical.

"Changes are coming. With your qualifications and the support of the Yuwen family, even without this piece of spiritual land, it is entirely possible to annex the Southwest Kyushu and become the king of one side, with the qualifications to compete in the world."

Looking at Yu Wenhua, Yu Wenji's eyes were full of affirmation.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhua, who had transformed into a real dragon, showed an aura that looked down on the world.

"In the era of Emperor Ying of the last era, there were only nine states in the Middle Earth. Later, Emperor Ying collapsed and the world was in chaos, and the Middle Earth was broken into ninety-nine states. This number is indeed more. It is time to return to the origin."

After the words fell, he knew that it was impossible to take this piece of spiritual soil into his hands. He flapped his wings and turned around to leave. If the other party was not strong enough, he would naturally have to sort out the matter of breaking through. But it was a pity that the other party was strong enough, so that Afraid of losing an immortal army, he could only endure it.

It is true that the pseudo-immortal is not invincible, and his real strength is not much higher than that of Taoist Chunyang. At least there is no qualitative change, and there are even various flaws that prevent him from walking freely in the world. However, it is undeniable that the existence of a pseudo-immortal is a threat to any force. A huge shock.

In the past years in Middle-earth, there were forces that used immortal weapons to suppress and kill false immortals, but the price paid was also quite heavy.

"I don't know where they will end up, but I didn't expect that a real dragon crossing the river would emerge from the barren southern wasteland."

Seeing the boat on the other side go away, and confirming that the other party would leave Qingzhou, thoughts came to his mind, and Yu Wenji turned around and left.

There is great terror between life and death. After experiencing it once, he didn't want to experience it a second time.

Feeling that the two powerful auras disappeared, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly on the boat on the other side, while Wu Mian quietly walked into the Dragon and Tiger Golden Dome, where the sound of thunder could help him temper his soul.

"Taizhou!"

Looking into the distance, Zhang Chunyi vaguely saw something.

Continuously rising, covering the traces with the red dust mist, following the guidance left by Zhuang Yuan, avoiding those tyrannical forces as much as possible, the boat on the other side sailed towards Taizhou on the southeast road, and at this moment, Zhang Chunyi sensed something. His eyes turned to Qingzhou again.