Xuanjian Immortal Clan

East China Sea.

Li Qinghong took advantage of the water veins and returned all the way from Zhuluhai. He broke out of the water when he reached the offshore area and flew for a few more days. The sky gradually became lively.

After Li Qinghong had traveled a few miles, he felt that Dharma power was trembling in all directions, and his spiritual power was very unstable. Looking up, Dharma light was flowing in all directions, and it was very lively.

"It turned out to be like this..."

Li Qinghong could only restrain his light, lower his speed, fly a little higher, and fly all the way to the west. He saw a lot of fighting on the way.

There are immortals and cultivators fighting against each other, the scene is bright and beautiful, and there are also demons and demons fighting against each other. It is a mess, and there are even familiar figures from the sects.

She flew over an island, and the water under her feet was red. She saw a man in black coming on the wind, holding a head in his hand.

Li Qinghong only felt that there was trouble, and quickly deflected the escape light, tilting the direction. Unexpectedly, the man in black frowned at her, and actually came closer with the wind.

"Um?"

Li Qinghong felt a warning sign in his heart, and took a brief look at the man. His clothes seemed to be those of the Great Owl Kui Guan, mixed with black and gray, and engraved with many runes.

The two of them looked at each other. The man seemed to have confirmed many things and flew straight towards him. Li Qinghong couldn't avoid it, so he could only hand over his hand and say:

"I wonder what senior is doing?"

This man had just killed someone. He was still holding a head in his hand, but his expression was very polite and gentle, and he said softly:

"But Qinghong?"

"Senior is..."

Li Qinghong was sure that he had never seen the person in front of him before, and he was immediately confused. The man only said:

"When I was in Lin Sheng, I saw the girl's portrait. Your second uncle and I have some friendship."

The reputation of Big Owl Kui Temple is not very bad. Li Qinghong was doubtful when he saw this man and said:

"Don't go ahead, take a short detour. In front of you is my Big Owl Kui Temple attacking Red Reef Island Fang City. You entered it by mistake, be careful and get hurt..."

After saying this, he put away the head in his hands, said goodbye, turned around and left without caring whether Li Qinghong believed it or not.

She thought for a moment and seemed to have gotten this name from her second uncle Li Xuanfeng. She just changed the direction and flew with her breath. After the previous moment, she felt that she met more and more demon cultivators.

The East China Sea is a land belonging to dragons, and it is not the South China Sea, which is famous for the prevalence of demonic cultivators. Several major forces are also members of the Zifu Jindan Dao. Nowadays, they are regarded as immortal cultivators, and you don't usually see so many demonic cultivators.

But looking at the scene in front of him, it was really a rolling demonic cloud. Li Qinghong flew for a few breaths, and suddenly he saw thunder rolling in front of him, and several thunder lights connected with each other in the clouds, making a violent roar.

‘It’s such a mess! After avoiding one place, he bumped into another! ’

"Miao Quan! You...you are so brave..."

Hearing a cold and melodious female voice, Li Qinghong was about to run away, but was stopped for a moment by the voice. A feeling of familiarity arose in his heart, and he secretly said:

"Looks like an acquaintance..."

She glanced briefly and saw a female cultivator standing in the clouds, with dark eyebrows and handsome eyes, and she suddenly understood:

"It turns out it's her..."

Sure enough, I heard a muffled sound in the clouds, thunder dispersed, and a male voice came:

"Fellow Taoist Yanqing... I also insist on your life. I only want the [Xuan Lei Sky Stone]... I just want a way to exchange for this thing from you. Fairy, just ask..."

This person was none other than Shen Yanqing, whom Li Qinghong had met when he went to the Ziyan Sect. She also practiced Thunder Technique. This female cultivator had a prominent life experience. Not only was she born in the Zifu Immortal Clan, but she was also a direct descendant of the Ziyan Sect. She was very polite to Li Qinghong at that time. .

The expression on her face now was naturally different from the polite and gentle one when she faced Li Qinghong. It was very cold and she only replied:

"[Xuan Lei Sky Stone]? What Xuan Lei Sky Stone... I have only heard of this thing. It is quite precious. Where can I have such a treasure in my hand?"

The man slowly revealed his figure, but he was a muscular man with his upper body naked. He had a wild expression and held an ax in his hand. His tone was quite polite and he only said:

"Fairy Shen is joking. With your family background and inheritance, that [Xuan Lei Tian Stone] must be in your hand."

‘[Xuanlei Tianshi]…’

There was a loud thunder, and Li Qinghong sighed softly in his heart. Since she passed by here, this matter was probably unavoidable. She didn't know if all the people in the air noticed her, so they could only remain silent.

However, Shen Yanqing gradually cooled down and only said:

"Fellow Daoist Miao, please give way."

Miao Quan in front of him stared at it carefully, with a vague thought in his heart:

"Master Ziyanmen is preparing to break through, but he has no time to keep an eye on it. He is trying to cross the sealed mountain, and Master Yuming cannot protect himself... This is a great opportunity..."

"I won't kill her... I will only force her to hand over the spiritual object. As long as the thing is in hand, even if Master Yuming has any objections... my elders can stop it... If this opportunity is missed, the [Xuan Lei Tian Stone] will be used again. No chance!"

He was silent for a moment, raised the long ax in his hand, and whispered:

"I heard that there are several thunder cultivators in the country... They are all in the Taoist tradition of driving thunder and creating lightning, but they have never had a chance to compete."

"It's rare to meet fellow Taoists here. It's better to learn from each other and make some progress."

His words immediately made Shen Yanqing's complexion change slightly, and he even sneered:

"You, a monk who is in the late stage of foundation building and is about to become famous in Zifu... want to compete with me, a junior who is in the early stage of foundation building?"

Miao Quan, however, did not want her to talk. He silently raised his thunder ax and gathered white lightning. Shen Yanqing also drove the thunder away.

"Boom!!"

Miao Quanzheng smashed Shen Yanqing's thunder method to pieces with an axe. He felt a lot of force coming from his hand and nodded secretly in his heart:

"There is something special about this Shen family. They are not like ordinary foundation-building monks."

Just as he was gathering the white electric light, a silver gun broke through the air from the clouds, carrying a strong purple light, coming across the sky, standing forcefully and decisively in front of him.

The clouds stopped for a moment, but there was a female cultivator in jade armor. She looked at her with almond-shaped eyes and said softly with a sense of calmness:

"Fellow Taoist is going to compete with Hai Nei Lei Xiu... but now it's just a coincidence that we can learn from each other together."

Miao Quan's expression turned gloomy instantly. Although he was polite to Shen Yanqing, he was a direct descendant of the Shen family. The person in front of him didn't know who he was, so he only said coldly:

"Fellow Taoist, you are meddling in other people's business...Aren't you afraid of your own death and the annihilation of your clan?"

His voice was cold. Shen Yanqing behind Li Qinghong was very surprised. He paused slightly and just shouted:

"sister!"

Li Qinghong had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, and her move was not motivated by any intention. She had experienced a lot, and she had long been secretly suspicious in her heart:

"It's really a fight between Lei Xiu and me, but I bumped into it? It's really strange... Shen Yanqing and I met each other, and there were two Zifu behind us... When these people fight, I'm afraid there are already signs of Zifu taking action at this moment."

Leaving aside whether it involves the Zi Mansion, Li Qinghong understands that his invisibility technique is not a high-end technique at all. He suspects that Shen Yanqing, who is closest to him, has already noticed his traces, and may even have come here intentionally after being persuaded to retreat...

"Let's not talk about whether it is worth taking action...if we retreat like this, I am afraid we will offend the Ziyan Sect and the Shen family, and there is no other way to go."

While the two were talking, Li Qinghong had already made his own judgment. He held the spear upside down in his hand, silently lit up the purple light, and approached at lightning speed, stopping the man in an instant.

Shen Yanqing behind him was smart enough to just call her sister. This call frightened Miao Quan and gave him a blank look.

After all, Li Qinghong is in the late stage of foundation building. If this cultivation level is a direct descendant of the immortal clan, his strength level will be almost the same as Miao Quan. It is definitely not easy to win, not to mention that there is Shen Yanqing beside him.

Miao Quan looked gloomy and uncertain for a moment. He looked up and down Li Qinghong and suddenly sneered:

"Do you think I'm so easy to deceive? She's wearing armor and doesn't even have a foundation-building level. Can she be your Shen family member?"

Li Qinghong was not surprised. He pointed his spear at an angle, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and said softly:

"please…"

Miao Quan had a gloomy face and raised the ax in his hand high, glowing with white lightning:

"act recklessly!"

He pulled forward, and the shining lightning condensed in front of him in an instant, rippling along the blade of his axe. What he was practicing should not be Xiao Lei. The white color was extremely dazzling and solid.

Li Qinghong picked up a spear, and her current marksmanship was gradually becoming more and more superb. She was born out of the Xiao family's [Broken Feather Spear] and the Fei family's [Wandering Dragon Reflection]. A lavender shadow of birds erupted in the air, swarming towards her.

The two types of thunder merged, and loud and continuous explosions resounded in the air, causing waves to roll in. The clouds disappeared, and Miao Quan drew his ax back, leaving only a thin layer of white light on the ax blade.

"Only slightly better?"

He was secretly surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm. He shook his wrist and used his original momentum to draw thunder down. The white light was majestic, and the dense white electric light spread out and hit the two of them at the same time.

Li Qinghong drew his gun, and elegantly picked a gun flower, which rippled with purple light and blocked his axe. Shen Yanqing's face turned slightly pale, but Miao Quan in front of him suddenly exploded, and the white electricity in his hand became several times stronger. , the voice is majestic.

This white electricity was densely packed, attached to his spiritual ax like countless earthworms, and crawled up his arm. At first glance, it seemed that it was not something to be trifled with. It was a bluff before, but now it is a real weapon.

But Shen Yanqing was in the early stage of foundation building after all, so Li Qinghong had to move forward with his gun to block the axe.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder on the ground, and white light fell from the sky, falling into the sea, ripples of steam, and turned up densely packed dead fish with their white bellies exposed.

Li Qinghong staggered twice in the vapor, with a slight trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and the spear kept humming excitedly in the thunder.

"Do you know the difference between you and me? Get away quickly!"

Miao Quan didn't know her details and just wanted her to retreat quickly. The thunder in his hand continued to strike, and a smile appeared on his face, but he soon stopped with doubts:

"Why... her aura seems to be stronger..."

But in front of him, he saw the spear in Li Qinghong's hand dancing more and more majestically. Purple thunder and gun shadows continued to emerge, hitting his ax blade like a violent wind.

Miao Quan only felt that she didn't know whether to live or die. Two white lights lit up on her elbows, and the rolling white thunder covered her wrist and forearm. It connected with the thunder on the magic weapon, emitting bursts of white light.

He was fighting one against two, and the spiritual ax in his hand was swinging faster and faster, and the white thunder rumbled. Li Qinghong was still able to fight and retreat to resolve his aftermath, but Shen Yanqing was a little overwhelmed.

Miao Quan became even more fierce. He squeezed the void in his hand and held a bunch of boiling white lightning. He used his other hand to cast a spell, changed the hold to release, and faced the two of them with his palm, and a flash of white lightning jumped out.

The purple thunder pattern bottle on Li Qinghong's waist jumped up almost at the same time, spewing out purple and white thunder and lightning of different colors, and collided with it.

Miao Quan's spell level was obviously very high, and it was on par with Li Qinghong's thunder that he had been practicing for so long with various heaven and earth spiritual thunders. Miao Quan was surprised at first, but then turned into a sneer.

The magic formula in his hand was pinched faster and faster, and the white thunder light became more and more fierce. Shen Yanqing on the side quickly took out a small mirror from his arms, emitted a bright yellow light, and gently shined at the white thunder light.

"Boom!"

As soon as the spell stagnated, Miao Quan's expression changed, and the spell in his hand changed continuously, but he could no longer maintain it and could only let it turn into white light that filled the sky and disappear.

His anger had just emerged when he saw Li Qinghong suddenly raised his head, two purple thoughts appeared in his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse, but still as agile and light as ever:

"Senior...take this blow from me too."

Li Qinghong pursed his lips and teeth, and spit out a little white light. The white light danced warmly and lightly. In an instant, it turned into the size of a fist, and purple thunder and lightning lines suddenly appeared in the air.

The white light flashed in the air and leaped over at a very fast speed. A look of horror suddenly appeared on Miao Quan's face. His heart skipped a beat and he secretly said in horror:

"[Celei Boyun Dharma Way]?"

"Boom!"

He only had time to throw out a copper shield. In an instant, the rocks on the island a few miles away suddenly rolled down. The white water first sunk down and then quickly spewed up. Purple-white thunder mixed in and fell densely.

It's the mysterious thunder in Li Qinghong's thunder pool!

Li Qinghong's more than ten years of practicing overseas were not in vain. Things are different now. Back then, she was only in the early stages of foundation building, but with this Xuan Lei, she could already make Zhang Yun of the Golden Feather Sect admire her.

Now that she is in the late stage of foundation building, her cultivation, knowledge, magic power and spiritual consciousness are no longer what they were before. When this mysterious thunder falls, it will really shake the sky.

It wasn't until the white halo dissipated that Miao Quan emerged with an ugly face. He looked fine. Only the corner of his belt was burnt black, and his face looked a little angry.

His body was already covered with white thunder, which was ferocious and dazzling. It was worn on his body like a piece of armor. Miao Quan took a step forward, his hands were already covered with white thunder, and he went straight to Li Qinghong's hand to grab the spear.

How could Li Qinghong make him so happy? The spear stirred up, struck one by one, and there was another burst of thunder, pushing him away a few inches.

Miao Quan missed the opportunity and felt like he had hit an iron plate. When he took a closer look, he saw that the silver gun in Li Qinghong's hand was very familiar. He was stunned for a moment, and after a breath of concentration, he lost his voice:

"[Du Ruo]?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qinghong was slightly stunned. Shen Yanqing behind him was also stunned and all looked at the gun in her hand.