The white jade wind chime is jingling and crisp. The green air disperses and the fog is foggy.

The man in the mysterious sedan chair in Ziyou City suddenly changed color with one move.

"The power of Xuanxian!"

The deep and unsightly eyes of the Green Demoniczi finally stirred up a big wave. It seems that in addition to the Tiannv Hua, Ziyou City also has endless powerful men.

Grandma Qianhua's face was extremely calm, because everything was as expected by her.

Back then, the man in the sedan chair made a great wish - to reincarnate for ten thousand years and vowed to become an immortal! He slept for 17,000 years. For him, who did not become an immortal body and never resurrected his soul, when he woke up, he naturally became an immortal body.

Qianhua knew that there were four realms in the fairyland. True immortals, Xuanxian, Tianxian, and Yuanxian, and each realm was divided into nine levels. I just didn’t know how far the third young master had cultivated.

However, Qing Mozi said that it was the power of Xuanxian, so his cultivation should at least be Xuanxian.

At this time, the green air dissipated, but it didn't happen immediately.

The man in the sedan chair coughed gently and said, "Qing Mozi, or I should call you Chi Mozi, because that is your true deity! I believe you should be the only immortal walking within the five realms of the sea and desolate world, the third level of the true immortal!"

As soon as the three words "Red Demon Son" were released, Qing Demon Son's surprised face could only turn into a bitter smile. Because the man in the sedan chair had already revealed his biggest secret before he took action.

What is the gap in the realm?

"The seven Dharma bodies of the same level are only shown to others with the blue-robed Dharma bodies, so this Taoist name is Qingmozi. No one can see your cultivation clearly in the sea desolation! Even now, you have only used less than half of your power. However, even if your seven Dharma bodies come out together, you will definitely not be my opponent!"

The tone of the man in the sedan chair is still very plain because what he said is true.

Red Demon Son! The third level of true immortal! Seven Dharma Bodies.

At this time, the Qing Mozi was much taller in the hearts of the cultivators in the sea desolation, and everyone had to look up to them. The Immortal Ghost Sect even felt like they had survived the disaster. The Qing Mozi must have shown mercy just now, otherwise the Netherworld Mountain fell and the Black Water River dried, perhaps it was not Qing Mozi's crazy words.

The most evil demon in the sea desolation is actually an immortal who walks in the five realms, or even the only immortal.

But what kind of cultivation is the man in the sedan chair now? Because, he said that even if the seven Dharma bodies of the Green Demon Son appeared together, he would definitely not be his opponent.

After hearing the man in the sedan chair, Qing Mozi gradually calmed down from his initial astonishment.

"I am indeed no match for you!" Qing Mozi admitted without any leniency.

"Oh!" The man in the sedan chair didn't seem to have expected that Qing Mozi would answer so readily, "Then it seems that this battle is avoidable!"

"Hahaha!" After hearing this, Qing Mozi laughed to the sky, "Why can it be avoided?"

"Since you already know the result, what's the point of fighting again? There will be no accidents in the battle between you and me." The man in the sedan chair was not angry at all when he heard Qing Mozi's laughter.

Qing Mozi looked at the plain sedan chair and smiled and said, "It seems that although your cultivation is far above me, your mind and nature are insufficient! As you said, the end of life must be death, so what's the point of life? If everything is seen as a result, it is not luck, but sadness! I know that this battle will be defeated, but I must fight. This is the real practice!"

As you said, the end of life must be death, so what is the meaning of life? If everything is seen as a result, it is not luck, but sadness! I know that this battle will be defeated, but I must fight. This is practice!

Qing Mozi's words echoed in the void. I wonder how many people were there to awaken and enlighten them? Many people would enter the next realm because of such a wake-up call, suddenly enlightened and practiced.

Even the man in the sedan chair fell into a long silence!

"Fellow Daoist Qingmo, what he said is reasonable! I'm taught me!" After a while, the man in the sedan chair said sincerely. He is also very human. A word from Fellow Daoist Qingmo is enough to prove his respect for the Qingmozi at this moment.

"However, neither Qianhua nor the boy can leave. He must go back to Ziyou City with me! You can leave!" The man in the sedan chair said lightly again.

The last sentence is vain, because everyone understands that Amu will not leave Qianhua, and the Green Demon Son will not leave Amu. The three of them will inevitably advance and retreat together.

"There are many things that are hard to say!" After that, the Qing Mozi fought in his eyes and the Shishi in his hands changed.

The seven rays of light of red, blue, gray, orange, blue, white, and black were shot out, and the original three Dharma bodies remained motionless, and the other four Dharma bodies were on the side of Amu. It was indeed the seven Dharma bodies of the same level.

The seven Dharma bodies of the Green Demon Son came out together, which was unseen in a thousand years. They protected Amu.

Seven Dharma Bodies, seven True Immortals' Third Level! Such combat power is definitely an invincible existence for cultivators of the same level. The Qing Mozi's cultivation is definitely the most amazing method.

The sea-waste monk was completely shocked. Zhan Long and Jin Feng's expression also changed slightly. The Qing Mozi's cultivation level was much higher than the most powerful Taihuang strong man of that year.

This time, if the third young master had not visited in person, it would have been impossible for them to bring Qianhua and Amu back.

The seven Dharma bodies were astonishing, but the man in the sedan laughed faintly.

Goodbye, the plain sedan chair shines brightly, and the green energy turns into three, going their own way.

In the void, light waves rippled, east, west, south, north, and north. Including the original ones, there was a plain sedan chair, and the four sedan chairmen appeared, exactly the same.

"Use virtualization to transform reality and mirror image to reality!"

Qing Mozi glanced at him. The four sedan chairs and the four sedan chairmen in each sedan were exactly the same, and they could not tell whether they were clones. In other words, at this time, four men of the same level of sedan chair appeared.

This technique is exactly the same as Qing Mozi's seven Dharma bodies, but I don't know how many times higher it is. Because he even changed the sedan chair carrier.

The real and the real cannot be distinguished.

"How?" I don't know which man's voice came from the four sedans.

At this moment, the Green Demon Son felt powerless to turn the world back, and at this moment, everyone was completely conquered. This is a magic that transcends the knowledge of monks in the Haihuang Divine Realm.

This is a pure fairy-level battle!

The Qingmozi side has an absolute disadvantage.

At this time, the seven tribulation cultivators who were originally unmoving in the void actually quietly surrounded Amu and the other two.

In fact, these seven people had little impact on the outcome of the battle, but this attitude was very important. They crossed the domain privately, and Ziyou City was determined to be punished.

At this time, they took the team and expressed their position. They only hoped to be kind. The third level of the True Immortal Realm was forced by the people in the sedan chair who had not yet come out of Ziyou City, let alone them?

At this time, Shen Yan, who had been watching the battle behind, suddenly showed a strange smile on the face of the Supreme Ghost God, and in an instant, the strange light showed its brightness.

Shen Yan's black hair shone with a strange light, and it began to gradually turn gray and white again.

Chen Yan was forming a strange seal in his hand, bent his hands back and made seals in his back heart. She emitted endless light of light, but there was a trace of death in this colorful light, as if she was looking back.

Then, Chen Yan's seal technique changed again, but this time it was sealed on his chest, embracing it like Tai Chi. Two black and white rays suddenly emanated from Chen Yan's ghost mask's eyes.

The hideous ghost face was like a living demon, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying, but two black and white rays of light continued to suck and spit. A yin and yang Tai Chi shape formed on Shen Yan's head.

"Yin and Yang Life and Death Seal!" At least a dozen powerful people in the field recognized this long-lost magic trick in the sea wasteland.

This technique can communicate yin and yang, borrow vitality and fortune, can quickly recover injuries, or temporarily change life, but it is indeed at the cost of consuming life span. It is an extremely domineering technique, which can be said to be a drinking poison to quench thirst, and the gain is not worth the loss.

Back then, Chen Yan used this technique to heal his wounds in the secret realm of the Waste Soul, but was dissuaded by Amu.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan actually used this magic again today. At this time, Chen Yan was a powerful force in the upper realm of Yin and Yang Tribulation, and the power it exerted was not comparable to that of the remnant soul clones back then.

In an instant, Chen Yan's cultivation level almost rose sharply.

The lower realm of the Flying Heaven Tribulation, the upper realm of the Flying Heaven Tribulation, the great perfection of the Flying Heaven Tribulation, the realm of the sub-immortals, the first level of the true immortal, the second level of the true immortal, the third level of the true immortal...

Chen Yan's cultivation seemed to be still rising, but except for the man in the sedan chair, no one could know what Chen Yan's cultivation was.

This crazy growth almost made people feel extremely frightened. Goodbye, the blue hairs that were covered with smoke turned white in an instant, and even a few strands had fallen with the wind.

How much life will this take? Maybe there will be thousands of years! Even if it is a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, can he be such a small trumpet?

But in fact, few people understand that what they cannot consume is not time, but Chen Yan's heart for Amu without regrets.
Chapter completed!