"I just want to run away now? Is it possible? I am quite interested in the origin of the immortal body. Since you have not achieved success until now, it means you are not worthy of having it. Why not give it to me?"

Looking at Yang Qing from afar, Daozhiqiong was running wildly on his back, Zui Qingjiu said slowly, not afraid that Yang Qing would run away at all.

"Don't you stay where you are waiting to die if you don't run away?"

While escaping, Yang Qing shouted loudly.

"Ha, it's interesting. You have a pure immortal body and you should understand that this is just a futile one."

As he said that, Zui Qingjiu's body shook, and many phantoms condensed, and the earth shook in an instant!

Chongshan gathered, and behind Zui Qingjiu, mountains with mountains fell out of nowhere, clouds and mists were shrouded in the mountains, and their spirits were extraordinary!

And the dozen barriers under the Taoist brocade could not resist for a second, and they were directly broken!

With one step forward, Zui Qingjiu walked a thousand meters!

The speed is even faster than Yang Qing in this current state!

"Trouble!"

Feeling the movement behind her, Yang Qing's face turned a little dark.

What kind of fucking character are these?

He was robbed inexplicably, and he just happened to break the fact that others covered up their identity. The worst thing is that this guy is still a small immortal body!

"Run deeper! There are god-transforming monsters inside! This guy is so brave. It's okay to meet one or two god-transforming monsters. If there are too many, the prison-suppressing immortal body will not be able to withstand it! His cultivation is too low!"

Yang Qing said in a low voice.

"Know!"

Nodding slightly, the Taoist brocade hand-held is a way to improve speed.

In other corners of the Liuli Mountains, many monks looked up at Yang Qing.

"What's going on? Such a big disturbance? Could it be that a powerful god-transforming man ran in? Or was the god-transforming monster inside rioted?"

A monk from the Yang Sect muttered in a low voice.

"It's not that simple! I felt... the breath of vision! Calm and steady! As thick as a mountain! I'm afraid something big will happen! There is a genius who is stirring up the storm over there!"

Another monk with a higher level of cultivation said solemnly.

...

"His uncle! Weaving brocades! Protect yourself!"

Looking at Zui Qingjiu who was getting closer and closer behind her, Yang Qing cursed.

"Know!"

"Chang! Thunder is coming!"

"Sizi!"

As Yang Qing said, the dazzling lightning flashed, pulling the brocade, Yang Qing instantly turned into lightning, and in an instant, it opened a distance of thousands of meters.

And the distance is still widening!

"It's so fast and proficient in thunder magic. It's true! If you were outside, you might be able to run away, but in this way, did you run away? Where can you run?"

A hint of amaze flashed through his eyes. His speed was already very fast. But compared with Yang Qing, the strength of the peak Jindan realm, this speed could crush him! He is really a good person to escape!

"Where can I go? Of course I will go to the bottom! If you want me to die, don't think about it!"

He turned around and shouted loudly, Yang Qing's speed increased instead of decreasing. In just over ten breaths, he escaped from Zui Qingjiu's divine sense range!

However, at this moment, Yang Qing suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

He looked puzzled. Isn’t the current situation moving in a good direction? Why did you stop?

"It's impolite to come but not go! I want to surprise this Zui Qingjiu!"

Yang Qing smiled evilly, and finally his body solidified back to his physical state, and he stretched out his hand to point the sky.

"enjoy it!"

Looking at the dark spots in the distance, a trace of madness flashed through Yang Qing's eyes. To be honest, this skill was the first time he used it. He didn't know how much it would consume.

But he was unwilling to leave just like this!

"Lei Ying!"

After a low voice, there was suddenly a thunder cloud in the sky.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder came out quietly, making the Liuli Mountains quiet. The Zui Qingjiu was accompanied by a strange phenomenon and ignored the thunder clouds in the sky. He rushed towards Yang Qing without any interference step by step.

"fall!"

One hand pressed hard.

"Boom!"

A silver-white thunder dragon fell down instantly, and the roar made this small space distort!

The thunderous light fell, and Zui Qingjiu stopped, and he felt the sense of crisis from the Thunder Dragon!

This attack! You can't resist indiscriminately!

"boom!"

The thunder dragon lands, and the thunder is trembling on the flat ground!

In an instant, a silver-white column of lightning was generated, and lightning was lightning... No! It is more appropriate to call it thunder slurry at this time!

The thunder slurry broke out and the earth was cracked within ten miles of the radius! The trees, rocks and other things turned directly into magma!

The hot high temperature dissipated, and the thunder clouds in the sky slowly fell raindrops.

In the distance, countless monks immediately locked their sights on the pillar of light that reached the sky.

"Turt, this is too terrifying, right? Those two big guys are fighting? Taken away the magical powers! We are so stingy that we can't stand it!"

Many monks looked like earth. Is this movement and power really the younger generation?

Even a hundred years ago, the battle between the Yin and Yang factions was not so big, right?

"this!"

Dao Zhijin's face turned dark.

"Is it a surprise? Is it fun? Pull me away! I have no strength anymore, and that boy Zui Qingjiu is probably powerless to chase after him!"

"I don't have the energy either. Find a place to hide first!"

Yang Qing quickly reminded.

"I understand! You! What can you do?"

Yu pointed at Yang Qing's head, and Dao Zhijin said a little blamed.

With this move, she keenly sensed that Yang Qing's breath was weakened by more than 10%. It felt like she was seriously injured and dying!

If Yang Qing hadn't been in front of her and was unscathed, Dao Zhijin would have really suspected that Yang Qing was about to die.

Holding Yang Qing in one hand, Daozhiqian did not have the turbulent fluctuations behind him, and flashed into the distance.

And the thunder dragon hit the center.

Zui Qingjiu stood there with a dark face.

My whole body was charred! There were even white bones under my feet!

The ground emitted an astonishing high temperature under the impact of the thunder dragon. Zui Qingjiu was not careful for a while and was burned directly...
Chapter completed!