Eternal Tranquility

Fire is building a wall, the Dharma is pressing down on one's body, there are evil ghosts glaring at them from afar, and evil wolves are charging at them nearby. For many people, this is already a desperate situation.

Therefore, the Jian clan demon cultivator seems to have a winning chance, and the proud look in his eyes can hardly be concealed.

However, even if they investigated Liu Qinghuan, they might not be able to fully understand how many times he had faced such dangerous situations of weak against strong and few against many since the day he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality.

What's more, the immortal body that Liu Qinghuan cultivates is a top-notch technique at the heaven level. During the cultivation process, he even has to face the squeeze from space and laws.

Liu Qinghuan was held in place by the divine power of the Dharma. At the next moment, every inch of his skin seemed to be vicissitudes and toughness after repeated tempering over the years, and even his eyes were dyed with the color of lapis lazuli.

not to mention……

He blinked, and the white clothes on his body shimmered, and complex words appeared between the hems of the clothes, and his originally stiff body regained the ability to move.

This white dress was obtained from Huitou'an in Yin Yang Xutian. It was originally the possession of a certain demon cultivator, but not only did the other person die at his hands, the entire storage space was also taken away by him.

This piece of clothing is called the Chi Ling Secret Clothes. It is made of silk spun by some kind of sixth-level strange insect, the Chi Ling Silkworm. It has extremely strong defense. The most important thing is that it has the words "True Magic" engraved on it, even in the mortal world. It cannot be seen, but it does not hinder its ultimate protective power.

After escaping from the suppression of the Dharma, Liu Qinghuan stepped forward and flew away like the lightest wind. At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed!

"Certainly!"

But the demon cultivator from the Jian clan seemed to have been prepared for it, and snorted coldly: "You killed one of us with this technique, do you think it will work?"

The opponent's figure instantly pulled out several afterimages. There were human bodies and animal bodies in the afterimages. Some of them scurried backwards, some flew to the side, and some raised their claws and continued to pounce forward. It was difficult to distinguish the true from the false. , it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The body-holding technique only fixes an afterimage, and the afterimage dissipates like bubbles in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly, and white light bloomed in his left eye. He looked at the great net of heaven and earth, and sensed the vitality of living beings. The Qianqiu Samsara Pen in his hand drew an arc, and wherever it passed, the afterimages were shattered.

And the sword intention of life and death hidden in the brushstrokes is like a sharp edge suddenly flashing in the dark night, rushing towards the lingering shadow of the monster on the left and slashing down!

When the other party saw that he had seen through it, he stopped pretending and rushed towards him with a cry of "Aoao". He actually did not dodge the oncoming sword light.

However, the Jian clan demon cultivator obviously had extreme confidence in his physical body. He acted simply and rudely. He raised his hand with a contemptuous smile and said, "Hmph, fight with me. I'm afraid you want to die!"

The sword light slashed on his arm, and a small blood flower bloomed. The Jian clan demon cultivator couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and even shouted softly in surprise: "Hey, you really can't ignore the people that the Demon Lord cares about."

Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a headache again.

The opponent is not indestructible, but the sword only hurt a little bit of flesh, which does not help.

A deep meaning flashed in his eyes, but he did not retreat. Instead, he raised the Qianqiu Samsara Pen. The restrictions on the pen had been unlocked in two layers. The invisible Taoism condensed on the tip of the pen. He drew two strokes in a row, and a crossed diagonal cross was like The sharp scissors are suspended in the air.

Use offense instead of defense. Even if you have divine power, so what?

Either you punch me, or I give you a sword, and we'll both be injured in a fight to see whose attack is sharper and whose defense is stronger.

Or, each other take a step back.

The Jie clan demon cultivator showed caution in his eyes, and his figure shook out several shadows again, changing his position instantly.

Crossed ink marks came down, and the shadows exploded one by one, but they did not disperse. Instead, they rolled back like a storm, re-condensing into a rough beast with exposed fangs, and its ferocious face was already in front of you. , it seemed that he could smell the fishy stench coming from his breath, and he roared and grabbed it with his claws!

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

The sounds of breaking through the sky were heard intensively. The space in the big world was extremely stable and solid, but under the shadow of the claws of the Jian demon cultivator who could tear mountains and seas apart, it was torn apart like the flimsiest paper. The hungry wind of the void The blow came, blowing away the other person's messy hair, revealing his angry eyebrows.

Liu Qinghuan was startled. There was no room for dodge anymore. Chi Ling's Secret Character Clothes on his body lit up with a faint light, and several Secret Magic Characters floated one after another, like a thick shield in front of him.

"boom!"

The extremely complicated light characters exploded layer by layer, flowing out and turning into deep whirlpools, dissolving the opponent's huge power into them.

The Jie clan demon cultivator's surprised eyes fell on the white clothes on his body, and greed gradually appeared in his eyes: "True magic words! You actually have a robe engraved with true magic words!"

Liu Qinghuan had taken advantage of the situation and flew out, widening the distance between them, and was also horrified.

The protective power of this garment is by no means comparable to that of ordinary robes. The true magic words are the same as the true immortal inscriptions. Each one has its own power of law, but the other party used brute force to tear it open? !

This man's strength was stronger than he expected. The blood of the beast that could fight with the real dragon was indeed very powerful. It was obviously not a good idea to go head-on. It was better to avoid its edge.

As her mind raced, the green-gold color on Liu Qinghuan's skin became more and more solid, but her figure sometimes floated back and forth, sometimes disappearing into the void. She relied on her strange and flexible movements to avoid the hot pursuit of the people behind her.

In the roaring sound, most of the attacks of the Yao clan demon cultivators failed, but the power had nowhere to fall, and fell between the heaven and the earth, shaking the heaven and the earth.

Liu Qinghuan naturally refused to be beaten passively. He held the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen in his hand, and rivers were flying and flowing. The blood-yellow river water exuded a ghostly atmosphere, which actually made the temperature of the sealed area drop a lot.

The fight between the two raged on, with strength and strong mana fluctuations locking a large area of ​​space around them, so that the female tycoon could never find a chance to intervene and could only watch from a distance.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" The Jie clan demon cultivator couldn't hit Liu Qinghuan and couldn't catch his flaw. He couldn't help roaring manically to the sky. He suddenly stopped chasing and shouted loudly:

"Do you know that Master Yujiu once asked us to focus on investigating what you did in the Mingshan Battlefield, but in the end we dropped the matter and went directly to your interface to find you. When you fell into the Void Cave and did not know whether you were alive or dead, The Master still feels regretful from time to time.”

Liu Qinghuan looked back expressionlessly, then turned around and dodged dozens of feet away.

The other party's voice came from the air: "I thought about it for a long time but didn't understand it. One day, I suddenly noticed that the day you left the Mingshan Battlefield was the time when the immortal treasure disappeared!"

"So?" Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with deep meaning. The two had been fighting for a long time, and it was hard to tell the winner. He gradually became impatient and said coldly: "You want an immortal treasure?"

The Jian clan demon cultivator's eyes lit up: "Is the Immortal Treasure really on your body?!"