Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Baoyin only felt countless lights flashing in front of her eyes, rolling back and forth, piercing her eyes and tears. A great danger was coming. She was frightened, and she screamed fiercely, shaking her body, and a strange power surged out.

In just a moment, the surroundings became empty and chaotic, with only a big star shaped like a delicate heart falling down. The colorful lights intertwined, like layers of light curtains twisting, protecting the front, back, left and right.

Whenever the power arrived, it was like entering an endless ocean of love, hatred, and hatred, and constantly consuming internal energy.

As soon as all this was done, Baoyin was drowned by the surging blue thunder, and the remaining energy kept colliding and rubbing, accumulating more and more fiercely, and exploding more and more widely. Wherever the thunder arrived, it turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​thunder, extracting all vitality.

Thunder fell, and vitality was cut off, unstoppable.

At the same time, three escape lights were shooting here, tearing the atmosphere wherever they went, and there was a pleasant sound.

The first ray of light arrived first, and the cloud light spread out, holding up a palace, with ice tiles and crystal platforms, plain windows and jade doors, and the steps were dotted with stars, as if countless people's star snow had accumulated. At the door of the palace, stood a woman with her hair tied up high, wearing a palace skirt, with a graceful jade face. In her hand, she held a flying book with a faint fragrance.

This woman had a pair of half-scarlet eyes, which were strange and beautiful. She looked at the surging blue thunder not far away, listened to the thunder sounds piercing her ears, one after another, containing the mighty power of heaven, and raised her eyebrows and said: "Among the twenty-three methods of Zhenyi Sect, the first in killing is the infinite void thunder?"

Her voice was not loud, but she could not hide her shock in her tone.

The twenty-three methods of Zhenyi Sect are famous, not only because of the mysterious magical powers, but more because of the sharpness of the uninterrupted battles in the past ten thousand years. The major demon sects have fought with Zhenyi Sect countless times, and they are not unfamiliar with the twenty-three methods.

"It is indeed the Infinite Void Thunder."

Another Demon Sect cultivator followed closely behind, stepping on a black lotus. He squinted his eyes, and two clouds on his head reflected a dim light. One hand in his sleeve was clenched.

"Infinite Void Thunder."

The last Demon Sect cultivator also arrived. He was obviously a man, but he was dressed in red, with a beautiful appearance and watery peach blossom eyes that seemed to be bottomless.

When the three saw the Infinite Void Thunder, even though they all came from the Demon Sect, they were very uneasy at this moment.

On the one hand, the Infinite Void Thunder is the most powerful magical power among the 23 methods of the True One Sect. It is really powerful. I don't know how many cultivators of the Demon Sect and the demon clan have died under this magical power. On the other hand, being able to practice the Infinite Void Thunder shows that this True One Sect figure is really extraordinary.

This time, they put on a posture of "Jiang Ziya fishing, willing to take the bait", and they really wanted to "catch" a powerful figure from the Zhenyi Sect. Now it seems that the powerful figure "caught" is more powerful than they thought.

At this moment, the thunder sound that caused the roar in all directions gradually subsided, and the brilliant lightning light was swept away. Baoyin, a female cultivator, staggered out. The Nascent Soul on her head had shrunk to the size of a thumb, and there were fine cracks on it, just like a delicate porcelain that was smashed and glued together again, as if it would break again at any time.

"Baoyin."

Lan Nuhua, the first to arrive from the Wanmo Sect, was shocked when she saw it. This was clearly a serious injury to the vitality, and even the foundation was shaken. This time, it might take decades or even hundreds of years to recover.

Baoyin also saw her three companions. Her face was white, a drop of blood fell from her earlobe, she was panting softly, and her pleasant voice could not hide her fear. She said, "Be careful of this Zhou Qing!"

The fight just now lasted only a dozen breaths, but the ten great disciples of the Zhenyi Sect in front of her displayed three magical powers in a row, and used a mysterious magic weapon with strange power, which was really shocking.

Because in such a fight, Zhou Qing, a disciple of the Zhenyi Sect, showed her incredible magical attainments and unimaginable strong magic power, and she faced unprecedented pressure.

This ten great disciples of the Zhenyi Sect, apart from other things, are really unmatched in their fighting ability!

Fortunately, in order to severely strike a blow to the arrogance of the Zhenyi Sect this time, they dispatched four Yuanying monks at once, otherwise, she would definitely tell her companions to run away.

Zhou Qing also saw the three new demon sect Nascent Soul cultivators at this time. One of them even had two clouds on his head, which was obviously the second level of Nascent Soul cultivation. He was moved, and the mysterious skills in his body continued to operate. The thundercloud on the top of the head slowly turned, and the blue thunder continued to breed inside.

"Three more." Zhou Qing was not too surprised to see this. There was a sharpness in his eyes, and he scanned the three new demon sect cultivators like a blade. His face was cold and murderous, and he said, "You came just in time."

When he found the trace of demonic energy at the gate of Sanyuan Sect, he made a judgment. The people of the Demon Sect deliberately left traces, which was clearly a declaration and a provocation. If you are brave enough, chase them and investigate them clearly. If you don't care, they may continue to make trouble.

He took the initiative to pursue, which was expected, but he was also confident.

"People from the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect." Zhou Qing looked at the three people and said coldly: "Since you are here, you can all stay."

The voice was calm, without waves, but it contained a kind of confidence.

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Zhou Qing's attitude, the three new Demon Sect Nascent Soul cultivators all looked angry. With their realm and status, they were powerful figures in the Howling Sect no matter where they were. How could they be underestimated like this?

"Get up."

Zhou Qing didn't bother with the three people at all. He thought about it and sacrificed his life magic weapon, the Dragon-Escape Pillar. With a slight shake, the pure green wooden stake was suspended in the air, and the rings hanging on it began to fall. Circles of green rotated, temporarily fixing the three people on the spot.

Then he shouted, and the thunderclouds on the top door suddenly expanded, covering the surroundings. Hundreds of green thunders took shape and struck over in an instant, fierce and fierce, impenetrable.

Lan Nuhua didn't expect Zhou Qing to start as soon as he said, and so quickly. When she reacted, there was already a green color in front of her eyes, and the destructive power of thunder followed, which made her feel a fear of facing the magnificent power of heaven.

However, as a Yuanying cultivator of a major demon sect, she certainly had means. The clouds on the top door shook, and a dark black umbrella was propped up. The twisted face on the umbrella was struggling with negative emotions such as bloodlust, terror, fear, greed, etc., which surged wildly.

But even with such a powerful magic weapon to resist, the first place in the 23 magics of Zhenyi Sect is not in vain. The power of the infinite void thunder is magnificent. The thunder strikes down, tearing the faces on the umbrella one by one, and black smoke comes out.

Under the continuous attack of the green thunder, her magic weapon actually shows signs of collapse!

In order to stabilize the magic weapon, Lan Nuhua had to pour her own magic power into it to resist the thunder that seemed to have no end.

In fact, with Zhou Qing's current attainments in the infinite void thunder, each wave can only last for a dozen breaths at most, but Lan Nuhua, a demon sect cultivator, only feels that every day is like a year, and every moment is torture.

"We are both in the Nascent Soul Realm, how could this Zhenyi Sect disciple be like this?"

Lan Nuhua looked at her rapidly consuming magic power, shocked and angry, and suddenly there was a flash in front of her eyes, and murderous intent followed.