Amid the tornado that towered over the sky and the earth, an indifferent voice suddenly came out, making Luo Qinghan, who was already frightened, instantly feel at ease.

Because that voice was Geng Yi.

Qianyuan's eyes narrowed, and he saw that between the sky and the earth, the tornado was split into two, and a sword light rose into the sky in the storm, which was dazzling.

The storm burst, the smoke dispersed, and then Geng Yi appeared. At this time, he had tattered clothes, messy hair, and was covered in blood. He looked extremely embarrassed.

But his expression remained indifferent, the fighting spirit in his eyes became increasingly high, and the blood in his body was boiling.

After he advanced to become a god, he had not experienced a real life-and-death battle. He needed such a battle to consolidate his foundation and hone his path.

"You're not dead yet?"

Qianyuan was stunned, his face turned cold and cautious.

Although his move was blocked by Geng Yi, which shocked him, Geng Yi was not seriously injured or died?

Although Geng Yi's clothes were in tatters and he was covered in blood, Qianyuan could feel that it was all superficial. He was just a little embarrassed and there was no actual loss. On the contrary, this kid's fighting spirit became more and more high, and his sword energy became more intense.

Sharp.

It’s so evil!

"You want to kill me with such a small trick? Are you crazy?"

Geng Yi spoke coldly.

Since participating in the sword intention left to him by Lin Huang, his realm of swordsmanship has almost made rapid progress. Especially after it has been mutually confirmed with the swordsmanship of his previous life, his realm has reached an incredible level.

Otherwise, just based on Qianyuan's blow just now, he must have been seriously injured or even died.

…

"Is he now able to fight against the great monks in the Void Return Stage?"

Behind him, Luo Qinghan murmured, feeling both happy and disappointed.

She was naturally happy from the bottom of her heart that Geng Yi could achieve such an achievement, but she was already far behind Geng Yi, and she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. When you get back, my sister will give you a special training. I'll make sure you surpass that kid Geng Yi!"

On the side, Yu Xi took out a large cup of milk tea from somewhere and drank it with gusto. When she heard the complicated emotions in Luo Qinghan's tone, she also offered words of comfort.

"Really? Thank you sister!" Luo Qinghan was filled with joy when he heard this.

What a blessing it is to have such a big boss to give you guidance! And not long ago, he even saved my own life!

Although Yu Xi looked to be only a teenager, a little younger than Luo Qinghan, at this time, Luo Qinghan's sister's cry was absolutely smooth, and Yu Xi was very satisfied with it.

…

Geng Yi stepped into the void and looked down at the long black sword in his hand. He saw that there were some cracks on the sword and there were also gaps on the blade.

The previous duel was not as easy to catch as expected, at least the sword in his hand almost broke.

Although this sword is not as good as the one Geng Yi used to sneak attack Lin Huang, it is also a famous fairy sword in Shu Mountain. It is Luo Qinghan's sword, named Mo Xue. It is made of Beiminghan Iron tempered with Yin Fire.

It is enough to rank among the top twenty among the Shushan Immortal Swords.

But at this time, the sword also suffered heavy damage.

"There is something wrong with this kid, don't let him go!"

In Qianyuan's ears, an old voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from the void, it was Qingxu transmitting the voice.

"Why don't you take action?" Qianyuan didn't respond, but asked instead. He was working hard here, but Qingxu was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. He suspected that the guy might be plotting against him. After all, their alliance was not strong. It could be said that

It's about seeking skin from a tiger.

So he had some doubts.

"The woman behind Luo Yatou is not simple, I can't even detect her state!" Qingxu continued to say in the void.

"I'm worried that things may change, so I've set up a sword array in the void. If things come to an emergency, you and I can have a way out!"

Qingxu couldn't see through Yu Xi's cultivation, but he could feel that Yu Xi's cultivation should be higher than his and Qianyuan's, so he was worried that something might happen.

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Something unexpected happened, so just to be on the safe side, he set up a sword formation just in case.

"Damn it, how could such a change happen!" Qianyuan cursed secretly, but he couldn't think about it anymore at this time, so he could only make a quick decision, kill Geng Yi, and seize the immortal bones.

"Don't hold back anymore, use all your strength!"

Finally Qingxu gave this instruction.

When Qianyuan heard the sound, he no longer hesitated. He rubbed his hands together, and a light seal shot up into the sky. Under the sea of ​​clouds, a huge magic circle pattern appeared, and then in the clouds, there was a purple sky thunder detector that was a hundred feet long.

Get ahead.

"Shangqing Zifu Immortal Thunder!"

Geng Yi's pupils shrank and his voice trembled slightly. He had also heard of the Kunlun Sect's supreme immortal technique. This Shang Qing Zi Mansion Immortal Thunder, in a sense, was almost equal to a catastrophe.

Because this kind of thunder contains a trace of immortal energy, for mortal monks who have not yet ascended to immortality, it feels like a crushing force from a superior person.

That is a crushing in terms of personality and has nothing to do with strength!

The Shangqing Scroll, which records the method of cultivating the Immortal Thunder of the Shangqing Purple Mansion, is rumored to have been written by the Shangqing Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Cult at that time. It has been passed down to this day. Throughout the Kunlun dynasties, only the leader, the Grand Elder and the Punishment Elder can do it.

Practice.

It can be said that as long as this move is performed, unless the opponent's cultivation level can exceed two realms, or there is an immortal magic weapon to protect him, he will definitely lose.

Therefore, when Geng Yi looked at the Shangqing Zifu Immortal Thunder that poked its head out from the clouds like an ancient thunder dragon, Geng Yi felt a little panicked and a little unsure.

After all, it is thunder that contains immortal energy.

But then, Geng Yi saw an even more horrifying scene.

Among the clouds, another purple sky thunder poked its head out, followed by another, and then another.

In the face of Geng Yi's increasingly ugly expression, a hundred thunderbolts appeared from the depths of the boundless sea of ​​clouds, just like a hundred dragons rising out of the sea. At the same time, an invisible pressure enveloped the world, making Geng Yi feel slightly difficult to breathe.

Momochi...

Damn it, is this old bastard going to raze the entire China to the ground?

When Bai Dao Shang Qing Zi Mansion's Immortal Thunder falls, its power is not to say that it destroys the world, but it can level the entire Shenzhou to the ground without any problem!

Therefore, when he saw the countless sky thunders roaring and roaring like thunder dragons, Geng Yi's expression became extremely ugly.

…

Hundreds of purple thunders emerged, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and spiritual energy boiled. It seemed that the world was trembling. When the pressure fell, Luo Qinghan on the ground felt that he could no longer stand still.

She looked at the man standing in front of the thunder with a pale face. In the annihilating light, his figure was so small, as if he would disappear into ashes at any time.

Can he handle it?

That’s all, if he dies, the worst thing is that we’ll just go together!

As soon as Luo Qinghan thought of this, he followed Yu Xi and waited quietly.

But Yu Xi's focus was not on this. She glanced at the hundreds of sky thunders indifferently, not caring. Instead, when her eyes swept across the sky, something strange appeared.

"The Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Slaying Formation? The Sword Formation in Shushan? Why, are you planning to use this to deal with me?"

…

Geng Yi gritted his teeth and looked at the hundred thunderbolts, while Qianyuan's face in the sky turned pale, and even the Qingqi lotus under him became dim and seemed to collapse.

After all, it was already the limit for him to condense hundreds of pure purple mansion immortal thunders at once.

Although it would be a bit overwhelming for the body to use the ultimate move like this, Geng Yi is really too evil. He doesn't dare to delay any longer and can only fight quickly!

Then, he waved his sleeves, and hundreds of Qingzi Mansion's immortal thunders fell. In an instant, thunder and light intertwined, the earth shook, and even the void was constantly distorted.

Some tiny arcs of lightning fell to the ground, plowing up the land, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere, and rocks to shatter.

Geng Yi faced this blow that seemed like the power of God, and he did not dare to hesitate.

He raised his palm, his fingertips cracked, and then a drop of golden blood flowed out.

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That drop of blood was golden and radiating light, and it seemed that there were immortal laws gestating in it, and there was immortal Qi circulating in it.

At the critical moment of life and death, Geng Yi had to mobilize part of the essence on the immortal bones, fuse it with the essence and blood, and condensed a drop of immortal blood!

Using the immortal bones in advance may have adverse effects on his future cultivation, but at this time, he can't care so much. If he can't pass this level, he may die, and there will be no future.

So, he also fought hard.

Then, he closed his eyes, and in his mind, he began to recall the scene of the sword intention that his master had left for him.

In the memories, in the depths of chaos, mist, and endless chaos, suddenly a glimmer of light lit up, and through the light, it was vaguely visible in a courtyard.

In the extremely ordinary small courtyard, there stands an indescribably powerful being. He is as high as the sky, coexisting with the world, and is accompanied by endless laws of the great road. At this time, he is splashing ink.

He used creation as his pen, order as his ink, and heaven and earth as his rice paper. On it, he wrote a single word in thick ink.

That's...
To be continued...