Taoist master wants to ascend

Boom!

The air waves intertwined and spread layer by layer, and the straws of the Evil God Cult masters who were unable to escape seemed to be thrown away.

In the distance, Li Yuan could only feel his clothes. When he looked back, the red and white colors complemented each other, and the air was like a tide.

It actually rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, dispelling the wind and snow, spreading the dark clouds, and even the moonlight shone down.

The two masters' all-powerful attack was like a natural disaster. Not only did they participate in it, but they even got close to it, they would be seriously injured.

"Is this still a human?!"

Li Yuan felt the hairs on his back stand up.

He had heard that a battle between masters could cross ten long rivers. Now it seems that even if it is exaggerated, it is not far off.

He paused slightly and lifted up the last few disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley.

Then he started running wildly, and soon he caught up with Han Chuijun and Gong Yangyu who also looked back frequently.

"Penetrate Yin and Yang, and be able to unite heaven and earth!"

Looking back at the seemingly invisible shadows of dragons and elephants in the rolling air waves, Gong Yangyu slowed down his steps and his eyes flickered:

"This is just a burst of true energy..."

Feeling the air waves blowing from a few meters away, Gong Yangyu's chest rose and fell, truly feeling the terror of the Grandmaster.

With these two giants' true energy blowing, only a few people in the Eight Prefectures of Huizhou can survive.

Although he barely succeeded in refining the marrow, he was not among them...

"A burst of true energy is also a master's blow,"

Glancing at Li Yuan who was also carrying people and catching up, Han Chuijun put down the two people he was carrying and looked from a distance:

"Fortunately, it's just one blow."

A master warrior's body, energy, and spirit have become one and the same. It seems to be just a stream of true energy, but it also contains its divine intention, so it can deliver an earth-shattering blow.

But the form of true energy is not the original body after all. Even though it seems incredible, it still only has the power of one blow.

But even if there is only one blow, this blow is enough to shock all the governments in the state. Except for those who are also masters, even the quasi-grandmasters who have achieved great success in exchange of blood will be wary and dare not face it directly.

"The air moves the mountains and rivers, and people are close to the enemy! Inhuman, really inhuman..."

Li Yuan put down the two disciples he was carrying, feeling speechless and yearning in his heart.

No matter how much you have heard in books, nothing is as good as seeing it with your own eyes.

Seeing this scene, he completely understood what Gong Jiuchuan said, why the inner gate of Longhu Temple only accepted disciples with master potential.

A grandmaster can be worth an elite army composed of thousands or even tens of thousands of warriors.

This elite is not the Divine Guard Army, nor the Huailong Army, but an army composed of the most elite disciples of various Taoist sects!

"The Grandmaster is already so tyrannical, how tyrannical should the legendary Great Grandmaster be? Is he really a god?"

Sha Pingying and other disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley were embarrassed and horrified, looking at the hurricane that was like a natural disaster, and were shocked beyond measure.

I feel like my understanding of the first half of my life has been overturned.

Can a truly extremely powerful person be so tyrannical? !

"The true energy transforms into form, with the power of just one blow!"

The dragon armor on Han Chuijun's body was still glowing with fire, and his tone was determined, with coldness and indifference:

"Huangfu Kun, Shen Tuhong!"

"Junior brother!"

Gong Yangyu's face tightened slightly: "You..."

"If these two people don't die, even if they take over the Dechang Mansion, they will have trouble sleeping and eating!"

Han Chuijun was not asking or explaining. He glanced at the embarrassed and frightened disciples and his eyes fell on Li Yuan.

But he didn't say a word, and he stepped into the night.

"Gather up a formation and wait for me to come back!"

Gongyang Yu sighed in his heart. He rarely fought tough battles in his life. Almost every time, he was coerced by his elders into taking action.

Although I was reluctant at this moment, I had no choice but to give an order, turned around, and followed quickly.

"Don't go!"

Lei Jingchuan, Jing

Chapter 43: Rise to Fame (2-in-1).

Shuhu just came to his senses at this time and grabbed Li Yuan's shoulders from left to right.

The two were half disabled, and Li Yuan did not dare to struggle.

He swept his sleeves and blew away the snow on the ground, helped the two of them sit down, and took out various healing pills and handed them over.

In the past few years, Li Yuan took a lot of elixirs, rarely taking healing elixirs, and saved a large amount.

Some were given to Jing Shuhu and the others, and the rest were distributed to Sha Pingying, Niu Jun and others who were also seriously injured.

"Formation!"

Eighty thousand people stood with hammers in their hands and ordered many true disciples to form an array, protecting Jing Shuhu and other injured people in the middle.

The whole group of people stood ready, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but every time they looked at the hurricane that had not dissipated, they could not help but feel frightened and frightened.

"The battle of the masters!"

Looking at the place where the air waves and mud were rolling, Li Yuan felt a little dazed.

Be it Gaoliu County, Zhelong, or Dechang Prefecture, the vast majority of people are still struggling to make ends meet, with daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.

And the battle between the master-level giants can already shake the mountains and move like a natural disaster.

It's the same world, but it's like two worlds...

He suddenly remembered those ancient story-telling novels he had read in his previous life. The bustling streets were filled with mortals, but among the traffickers and thugs there were hidden swords, fairies and monsters.

It's just as scary, and it's the same that ordinary people hear his name but don't see him.

The difference is that the sword fairies and monsters in the storybook live alone and do not eat the fireworks of the world, while the martial arts masters not only founded sects, but were also often heroes who controlled the state capital.

"Grandmaster, if you change your title, it wouldn't be inconsistent to say he is a sword fairy or a demon... What did Grandmaster say? There are three thousand avenues, all of which can be accessed. Hey, if you can prove the avenue and practice martial arts, there is a lot to do!"

Li Yuan murmured in his heart, tightened his grip on the heavy hammer, and alerted his surroundings.

In the night, hurricanes roared, and giant elephants and red dragons could be seen, colliding and fighting fiercely.

…

boom!

It seemed like a blow, but it also seemed like thousands of collisions.

The terrifying air wave hurricane has not yet subsided, and Long Xixiang, who is in the midst of it, slowly lowers his palm.

The shadow behind him flickered and gradually subsided, but at a glance, one could still see what looked like a majestic giant elephant with a blue dragon wrapped around it.

"Among those who travel by land, the power of elephants is the first, and among those who travel by water, the power of dragons is the highest... The mighty Tianlong Xiang and the Dragon-Tiger Houndian Hammer were actually blended by you to such an extent."

The Scarlet Flame Dharma King slowly spoke, and the red color behind him gradually dimmed, and the blood-like dragon gradually disappeared.

Looking at Long Xixiang, who was still only a foot tall, he couldn't help but sigh:

"If your soul had not been injured, it would not be an exaggeration to say that you would have a chance to reach the land of immortality..."

One strike cannot determine life or death, victory or defeat, but it is enough to let the two know each other's martial arts realm.

More than sixty years later, he has made little progress, and Long Xixiang...

Chapter 43: Rise to Fame (2-in-1).