Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 560: Enmity with Taixiao Returns to the Sect
As time passed, the great monk-level sword practitioner looked solemn, the sword ball kept spinning between his brows, and thousands of sword lights spread out, but as soon as many of them were released, the icy air around them kept entwining the sword lights like gossamer, circle after circle, layer after layer, like a thin layer of ice that was difficult to expel.

Jian Wan and the sword cultivator were in tune with each other's minds. The great cultivator noticed that the sword light wrapped in cold air was delayed, which greatly restricted the killing power of his light splitting and combining method.

Although the opponent's mysterious skills and magical powers are not specifically designed to deal with sword cultivators, there is no doubt that they have a restraint on the flying sword's escape and killing techniques.

Looking at the layer of cold air attached to his sword light, which looked icy blue on the outside but dark and deep on the inside, it came inexplicably from all directions, merged into it, sank to the deepest part, and brought unspeakable freezing. The great cultivator's eyebrows twitched violently. If this continued, the situation would be bad.

"Zhou Qing!"

The sword cultivator's eyes were icy cold. He originally thought that he could defeat his opponent with just a sword ball. But now it seemed that the opponent was indeed a peerless genius of the Xuanmen sect. A cultivator at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage was evenly matched with a great cultivator like himself and was not at a disadvantage.

You can no longer be complacent about your status, you must go all out!
"Sword Realm."

Having made up his mind, the sword cultivator let out a long roar and unleashed his own forbidden realm of law. The next moment, dense sword lights appeared like mountains, in rows and pieces, with sharp auras densely covering the surroundings.

Zhou Qing only felt a trance, and then changes occurred in front of his eyes. Mountains of swords stood up, towering into the clouds. Dazzling and dazzling air was shooting up and down, stretching out in a continuous piece. There were fine and fragmented sword beams everywhere, filling everything.

At this moment, not to mention the eyes, which felt like being pricked by needles and were extremely painful, even when the spiritual consciousness was released, it was constantly stabbed by the sword beams, as if falling into thorns, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"The forbidden realm of law."

It was not the first time that Zhou Qing entered the forbidden realm of a great monk. He reacted immediately. He activated his secret technique, expanded his spiritual awareness, and bound it like a circle. A layer of cold color shrouded the surface, blocking the random sword beams and concentrating his mind on alert.

In the forbidden realm of Dharma, the other party is already like a fish in water, with a kind of control that far exceeds that of the outside world. If his spiritual consciousness is further obscured and restricted, he will probably become a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed from a far distance, and then it came to the front, like teleportation, even the divine consciousness could hardly detect it. Then, the golden light circled for a moment, and the sword mountains around it shone at the same time, shooting in and turning into a golden moon. The great monk-level sword cultivator who had fought with Zhou Qing walked out, his eyes were like stars, and his whole body, from head to toe, was all bright white, as if he had really become an indestructible sword.

After he came out, he glanced at Zhou Qing with murderous intent, and said word by word, "No matter how powerful your magical powers are, once you enter my sword realm, you can only be slaughtered by me."

He spoke each word slowly, and as it fell, the sword light that filled the air buzzed and gathered together, transforming into chains with dazzling light that pierced through everything.

Zhou Qing did not say anything. Faced with such a situation, he continued to expand his spiritual awareness outwards, like a hanging precious mirror, emitting a bright light. He observed the energy around him and reflected it inwards.

The restrictions of the realm of law of a great monk are like a magnetic field. Sitting in it, not only does he have the advantage of time and place, but he can also weaken the opponent. Different great monks have different focuses in the restrictions of the realm of law, making it even more difficult to guard against.

Faced with such a situation, there is no need to think about how to proactively resolve it. The correct approach is to wait and see how it develops and then deal with it as it comes.

Seeing that Zhou Qing didn't say anything, the sword cultivator thought that Zhou Qing, a disciple of the Zhenyi Sect, had just entered the forbidden realm of law, and was unfamiliar and frightened. He said no more, pressed his forehead, and the sword ball jumped. With a light shake, countless sword lights burst out and slashed down.

From a distance, beams of sword light rushed towards Zhou Qing in no particular order, surrounding him.

"Here comes the sword."

Before the sword light arrived, Zhou Qing's spiritual sense had already sensed it in advance. Compared with the outside, this kind of sword light was not only faster, but each sword light was constantly changing, sometimes like night rain, sneaking into the night with the wind, sometimes like thunder, with unstoppable force, sometimes like a mountain, heavy and majestic, each one was different.

Visible and invisible, with form and without appearance, in the endless changes, the murderous aura is overwhelming and blocking all directions.

"This is the true swordsmanship."

Zhou Qing thought of the records in the sect's classics. There was a lineage of powerful sword cultivators who could evolve all kinds of Taoist magic with just one sword, with infinite uses and the ability to change in an infinite number of ways. It was so complicated that it made people's scalps numb.

Zhou Qing's thoughts turned, and a green light emerged from the top of the cloud. When the sky shone, it turned out to be a section of green wooden stakes that were floating up and down. Fine lines were embroidered around the stakes, like the green of a phoenix tree. When it was rubbed, a clear sound was emitted. At the same time, tiny jade beads kept falling from the circle above, flowing and shining.

It was the life-saving magic weapon, the Dragon-Escape Pillar, which had been promoted to a mysterious weapon. When this treasure appeared, the three rings on the pillar glowed, and circles flew out one by one, spontaneously restraining the sword lights that were close. This was not over yet. In the sound of water and the deepness of the vast ocean, the mysterious weapon Sea-Covering and Sky-Swallowing Gourd appeared. From the top to the bottom, an indescribable suction force was emitted, regardless of the front and back, and all the sword lights that could be affected were collected into the gourd.

After the Locking True Escape Dragon Pillar and the Covering the Sea and Swallowing the Sky Gourd exploded together to disperse a lot of sword light, Zhou Qing then summoned the defensive mystical weapon, the Oriental Treasure Lotus Flag, and unfurled it in the wind. On the flag, green lotus flowers appeared, blocking the remaining sword light.

For a moment, the sword light collided with the green lotus, and the afterglow was like ripples, silver beads splashed, golden light rose into the sky, and waves of collision sounds came one after another.

"Ok?"

The sword cultivator's attack was ineffective. He was stunned when he saw the three mysterious weapons that kept flying and blocking the countless sword lights he was controlling.

As a true disciple of the Zhenyi Sect, a genius among geniuses, with a deep background, it was not surprising that the other party had powerful magic weapons. When he was outside, the defensive magic weapon of the Precious Lotus Banner impressed him deeply. But he did not expect that the other party would take out three magic weapons at once.

What was even more shocking was that the opponent not only took out three mysterious weapons, but also controlled the three mysterious weapons at the same time, exerting the full power of the three mysterious weapons, and was impenetrable to wind and rain.

Xuanqi has spiritual consciousness and can be activated automatically, but to exert the full power of Xuanqi, it needs to consume a lot of mana and divine will. If one Xuanqi is like this, the consumption of two or three Xuanqi is terrifying. Even a great cultivator like him dare not say that he can control three Xuanqi at the same time and exert their full power. How can the other party, a cultivator of the first level of Yuanying, do it?
Zhou Qing used three mysterious weapons to block the sword lights from all directions. He remained motionless and looked calm and composed.

On the one hand, his foundation is unfathomable, his magic power is strong, and his spiritual consciousness is powerful, far beyond the reach of those at the same level. On the other hand, it is also because the Locking Truth and Escape Dragon Pillar and the Sea-Covering and Heaven-Swallowing Gourd are his life-long magic weapons, connected with his qi and blood, and the consumption of driving them is much less than other mysterious weapons. In addition, he was born with dual spirits, and can drive magic weapons more smoothly than other cultivators.

"Let's see who can last longer."

The sword cultivator became ruthless and controlled the sword balls continuously, launching constant attacks that became more and more fierce. Each sword light was transformed into various forms, making it increasingly difficult for the three mysterious weapons to resist.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a loud noise, and the rows of sword mountains in front of him suddenly collapsed. The sky outside came in, and a light golden light covered the surroundings with a layer of veil. Zhou Qing jumped out, his eyes thoughtful.

The forbidden realm of the third-level Yuanying cultivator does have a magnetic field that can give full play to its advantages, but the consumption is extremely alarming. Under normal circumstances, once the forbidden realm is released, cultivators of the same realm will immediately fall into it and find it difficult to resist. If they are slaughtered by it, there will be no problem. But this time, it was fully resisted and could not win, so it could not hold on.

The great cultivator-level Dharma realm restriction was not actively retracted, but was passively broken, causing the sword cultivator to suffer backlash. The originally spotless sword ball was now stained with streaks of blood, which looked shocking. He took a deep breath, his face extremely ugly, then he looked deeply at Zhou Qing and left without saying a word.

Although he would not lose if the two of them were to fight to the death, as a great Nascent Soul cultivator, and using his Nascent Soul Dharma body to attack, it would be embarrassing if he could not defeat a Nascent Soul first-level cultivator.

Watching the other party turn into a sword light and disappear into the sky, Zhou Qing turned his eyes and continued to move forward. His speed was not slow, and before he knew it, he was about to leave this area and step into the Zhenyi Sect's sphere of influence.

With the Shangxuan Sect Zhenyi Sect watching behind them, there would definitely be no real person of the Dongtian level taking action. A great cultivator of the third level of the Nascent Soul was already the limit. After the "wild" great cultivator just now retreated, would the Taixiao Sect take action personally? To what extent could the Taixiao Sect, a Shangxuan Sect, do?
At this moment, there was a sudden thunder. Zhou Qing, who was flying, stopped and saw a full moon suddenly falling in front of him. A handsome young man walked out from it. He wore a lotus crown on his head and a Taixiao Sect robe. He had a pair of sword-like eyebrows and stood there with an aloof and arrogant temperament.

"Nascent Soul Dharmakaya, and a great cultivator of the Taixiao Sect."

Zhou Qing saw this with a stern expression. Unlike the "wild" cultivator he just met, this was a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Taixiao Sect of the Shangxuan Sect!
The great monk who came looked at Zhou Qing with cold eyes and said directly: "I am stopping you today because I am bullying the weak. So I will only attack you once, you can resist in any way, as long as you take it, you will have no obstacles in the future."

Hearing this, Zhou Qing's expression became more solemn. He could sense traces of murderous intent surrounding him, and an unprecedented danger was approaching.

The Taixiao Sect actually sent out a great cultivator, which was already testing the edge of breaking the rules. Even though the opponent only had one attack, it was definitely more dangerous than fighting with the sword cultivator just now.

But he couldn't refuse at this time, so Zhou Qing could only take a deep breath and said, "What's your name, friend?"

"Lu Jinyang."

After the young man gave his name, he waved his sleeves, and the forbidden area of ​​the Dharma realm was unfolded, and a thunderous roar swept across.

The next moment, Zhou Qing was submerged in the lightning, perhaps for a long time, perhaps just for a moment. He only heard a muffled groan, and a rainbow light leaped out from the lightning, shooting into the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)