Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 209 Flame Showdown
Liu Qinghuan and others left the Peng family's big boat and flew towards Huangyun Island.On the other side, dozens of people came out aggressively.

There are a group of qi training monks at the back, and the seven foundation building monks flying in the front, among them are two female nuns from Feiyuelou, and three are from the Haisha sect, one of them is the head of the Haisha sect, Shen Jie, and the other two were dressed in Shaoyang School costumes.

Among them, there were three monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, but the leader was a male cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, who was the descendant of Zhenjun Minghua, Zhou Xiaoqing.

Zhou Xiaoqing's arrogant laughter was heard from a long distance away: "Hahaha, who am I! It turns out to be a bunch of waste from the Wenshi Sect."

Hearing this, several members of the Wenshi faction showed a hint of anger on their faces. Gao Ming couldn't help it at first, and scolded angrily: "What kind of thing are you, the Shaoyang faction! How dare you run to my Wenshi faction's place to bark and bark! If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

When they met in the air, Zhou Xiaoqing looked at Gao Ming disdainfully, and let out a cold snort from his nose, as if he didn't bother talking to him.His eyes fell on Liu Qinghuan, and he obviously recognized him, and he raised his head proudly: "So it's you! Is there no one in the Wenshi Sect, and unexpectedly sent an unknown pawn."

He obviously didn't know that Liu Qinghuan had been sent to Mingyangzi's sect. Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to talk much, looked him up and down lightly, and said slowly: "Ten years have passed, and you have only broken through to the early stage of foundation establishment. Will let you out to embarrass yourself?"

This hit Zhou Xiaoqing's sore spot!He is only a four-spirit root, but relying on the powerful backing of Zhenjun Minghua, he has had continuous training resources since he was a child, and he has not encountered many difficulties.The bottleneck in Qi training period was not that big, and with the water-like pill, he quickly rose to the ninth level of Qi training.

He thought that cultivation was so simple, and there were so many flattering people around him, so what's the big deal if he boasted that he was the Four Spiritual Roots?You can still build a foundation if you take a leisurely stroll.

As a result, he suffered a lot when building the foundation. It took six or seven years and several foundation building pills to barely succeed.But after that, the cultivation base will rise more slowly, and it is difficult to make any progress.

The veins on Zhou Xiaoqing's neck jumped up furiously, and he yelled with a dark face: "That yellow mica mine island has been taken over by my Shaoyang faction, so get out of here if you are sensible!"

"It's you who should know." Yang Yunqiao waved the spirit sword in his hand and said with a contemptuous smile, "You dare to yell in front of me in the early stage of foundation establishment. Are you the one sent by the Shaoyang sect to play tricks?"

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhou Xiaoqing was repeatedly ridiculed and cultivated, only to feel that his eyes turned red, and finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted: "Give it to me! Kill them all!"

He even took a step back as he said that, it seems that he has not completely lost his mind.

Hearing this, the male cultivator of the Shaoyang faction who had been standing beside him with an expressionless face immediately raised his hand, and a scorching white flame flew towards Liu Qinghuan.

The battle started immediately.The two opposing sides started to move, and the others also shouted, magic weapons and spells flew around, and instantly hit each other.

There was only one beam of that flame, but it seemed to have a terrifying temperature that could melt space. Before it approached, Liu Qinghuan felt his face was hot and his hair was about to curl.

His heart froze, this person's fire spells seemed to have been practiced to a very high level, and his cultivation level was higher than his, so he should not be careless.

However, Liu Qinghuan should not be underestimated.Although he is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, his mana is pure and concentrated, which is almost the same as that in the late stage of foundation establishment.I saw his figure suddenly floated up, swimming in the air like fallen leaves blown by the wind, brisk and irregular.

Since his cultivation reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, he also had a new comprehension of the Void Controlling Wind Jue, breaking through the previous tangible shackles, and gradually moving in the direction of nothingness.

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan dodged his attack, the male cultivator of the Shaoyang School couldn't help sneering.His hands were half-closed in front of his chest, and a scorching white flame appeared in the palms of both palms. The sharply rising temperature made Zhou Xiaoqing behind him quickly back away.

A white flame rolled towards Liu Qinghuan like brilliant fireworks.

Can you show off?I let you have nowhere to flash!

The scorching temperature of this sky made everyone else avoid it, only Liu Qinghuan, the target of the flame, could not avoid it.

The corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth curled up.Fire, he has too.

He flicked two fingers, and a blue lotus flower appeared on his fingertips.With a shake of the cyan lotus, it turned back into a bunch of cyan flames, which quickly flowed all over the body, forming a layer of very faint cyan light on the surface of the body.

That piece of white flames rushed forward, engulfing Liu Qinghuan in an instant!

Seeing this, the male cultivator of the Shaoyang School ridiculed: "You actually carried my Flowing Flame and Flying Fire hard, you're overconfident!" Controlling the flame on his body, he surrounded Liu Qinghuan.

Zhou Xiaoqing, who was not far behind him, flew back again, looking at the blazing human-shaped fireball in the white flames, the red tide of excitement covered his whole face: "Haha, burn him to death, burn him to death!"

The male cultivator of the Shaoyang sect showed pride, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong: Why didn't there be screams when it was burned like this?Looking again, I saw that group of human-shaped fireballs walking through the flames, jumped out, and rushed towards the two of them!

Zhou Xiaoqing yelled "ah", and ran away like burning her butt.

The expression of the male cultivator of Shaoyang school changed, and he released a white flame, and at the same time his figure flew back.

It's just that Bai Huo couldn't stop Liu Qinghuan's footsteps at all, and within a few flashes, he had already rushed behind the male cultivator of the Shaoyang School, and gently put his hand on his spiritual power cover.

The cyan flame rose up quietly, this time it was a real human-shaped fireball, accompanied by the incomparably tragic cry of the male cultivator of the Shaoyang sect.In just a few breaths, all of this returned to calm.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, a gray light flickered between her brows, and then disappeared again. The next moment, she seemed to penetrate the void and appear directly in front of Zhou Xiaoqing.

Zhou Xiaoqing was caught off guard, and was only a hair away from bumping into the little gray sword by himself!I couldn't help being so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat.With a loud shout, he suddenly stopped his forward momentum, and then flew backwards.With his right hand, he threw out a fire-colored long sword, and slashed towards the small gray sword...

At this time, he felt a hand on his shoulder, Zhou Xiaoqing's whole body froze, but saw Liu Qinghuan standing behind him, his left hand passed through several protective shields on his body at some point and put it on his shoulder, A cyan flame on the right hand was burning silently.

Zhou Xiaoqing saw the cyan flame that burned a late-stage foundation-building monk to ashes in a few breaths, but he didn't dare to make any more rash moves!

"Stop it all!"

Liu Qinghuan's voice resounded throughout the waters of Huangyun Island. In the sky, on the ground, inside and outside the island, all the cultivators who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the sky.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoqing stiffly held by Liu Qinghuan, the monks from the Peng family cheered in unison, while the members of the Haisha faction looked at each other, all looking at the head of the Haisha faction!
The face of the head of the Haisha faction was gray, but a knife flashed in his eyes, and the hand that was still holding the formula slightly moved!
Liu Qinghuan's cold voice sounded again: "Anyone who dares to act recklessly will be killed without mercy! Now everyone is divided into two sides according to sect!"

The head of the Haisha faction put down his hand in a slump, and called back his spirit sword.

"You dare to kill me!"

At this time, Zhou Xiaoqing suddenly yelled sternly: "If you touch a single hair of my hair, I will ask the ancestor to destroy you, kill your whole family, strip your soul and skin you, and you will never be reborn forever!"

(End of this chapter)