Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 641: The Supreme Treasure Light True Artifact Destroys Gods
"What kind of thunder magic is this?"

The female cultivator among the senior leaders of the Hengnan Zhou family looked at the incredible thunder in the sky. The afterglow of the thunder hit the railing outside the glass window, and from a distance, it collided with pearly colors, and there was a chill in her face.

In a trance, it was as if I was facing true punishment from heaven, which was unstoppable.

Zhou Mishan paced back and forth, his eyes reflecting the dancing electric snakes in the sky. His eyelids twitched and he trembled uneasy.

He is a third-level Yuanying cultivator, and was born into a thousand-year-old family like the Hengnan Zhou family. Naturally, he has a special liking for the magical power of thunder, which is known as the best among all Taoist magics. He is very accomplished in "Shocking Clouds and Flying Thunder" and is famous far and wide. He is also very confident about this.

But when he truly witnessed Zhou Qing's killing power, he realized that his thunder magic was so crude in front of him that it was definitely not on the same level.

I was too complacent in the past!
However, when he thought about the younger generations in the clan entering the Zhenyi Sect and having the opportunity to practice this unparalleled magical power of thunder and lightning, he became excited again. The Hengnan Zhou family will surely prosper again in the future!

In the void, Zhou Qing's Dharma body grew bigger and stronger, and the thunderclouds on the top of his head were also thousands of feet high. Countless rolling lightning struck down, and endless killing power fell, filling the surroundings.

This was the first time that he had used his modest magic power to unleash the Infinite Void Thunder so wantonly. He controlled it with all his might, letting it go completely, allowing it to collide continuously, accumulating more and more, becoming stronger and stronger, and continuously, truly explaining the meaning of "infinite".

His magical power was originally profound, and no cultivator at the same level could compare with him at all. However, the Infinite Void Thunder, the Zhenyi Sect's first magical power of killing, converted every point of magical power into three points of killing, amplifying it to the maximum extent, which was a true perfect match.

"but,"

Zhou Qing watched the thunder grow louder and louder, the lightning become more and more frequent, and the light on the three great monks of Doumu Palace flickering, just like lights in a storm, which could go out at any time, but his eyes remained calm, without any ripples.

Although he had the absolute initiative with his endless magic power and the number one killing ability, the Infinite Void Thunder, the opponent was also a great cultivator from the Shangxuan Sect and was coming with great momentum, so it was impossible for him to just use such conventional means.

The hidden trump card only depends on when they will use it!

Zhong Yuwei wore a jewel on her forehead and an embroidered skirt. She stood in place, a circle of precious light under her feet flickering and appearing, tiny and fragmented spells flowing above her, constantly resisting the overwhelming thunder. The rapid collision sound heard in her ears made her beautiful face look cold.

The Infinite Void Thunder is worthy of being the number one killing magic power in a thousand-year-old sect like the Zhenyi Sect. Under the control of such almost infinite magical power, being drawn into it and passively taking the beating, one has to deal with the omnipresent and pervasive killing and destructive aura at all times, unable to leave or escape, which makes people despair.

To break this thunder magic, one must use force to break force, tearing the thunder in the sky apart to create a gap. There is no doubt that although the three of them are great monks of Doumu Palace and have mastered many magical skills, they really can't do this!
It has to be said that once Zhou Qing used his bottomless magic power to control the infinite void thunder with all his strength, it would be like the net of heaven that is so vast that nothing can escape it, and it would be too difficult to tear it apart!
Luo Mingjia once again offered up a treasure, which was shaped like a green leaf with fine lines hanging down. The deep green light was like the autumn color washed by bronze, spreading up and down, and then hanging down like a treasure tower, protecting his whole body.

At the same time, a stream of mysterious energy rushed out from the top of the head of her Taoist partner Li Xiujue, and then went up like a blooming lotus, holding up a precious pearl, crystal clear and spotless, which was slowly rotating to protect him and Luo Mingjia.

Her double pupils were emitting circles of light, dazzling and eye-catching. It seemed that she was trying her best to observe and find the weak points in the opponent's magical powers.

According to common sense, a magical power like the Infinite Void Thunder, which is one of the most powerful powers in the Zhenyi Sect, has already been perfected and it is impossible for it to have any flaws or weaknesses. However, no matter how perfect the magical power is, it will be affected when it is used by a cultivator.

With this level of magical power, even if the real person of Dongtian performed it himself, he would not dare to say that he could perform it perfectly. When a great cultivator like Zhou Qing performs it, there must be weaknesses.

Luo Mingjiamu was born with double pupils, a peculiar appearance, and was very good at observing clues.

"But,"

After looking around, Luo Mingjia actually didn't find any weaknesses or loopholes!

"Zhou Qing's strength,"

Luo Mingjia's heart sank. Even her own miraculous double pupils were in vain. The genius from the Zhenyi Sect who was fighting with them was so powerful that he was far superior to her!

Seeing the thunder getting louder and louder, and the destructive power getting stronger and stronger, Zhong Yuwei knew that her two fellow disciples had tried their best but were unable to break the impasse. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, reached into her sleeve, and grasped a jade talisman.

Originally, she brought this jade talisman with her just in case and had no intention of using it.

They were outnumbered, three against one, and outnumbered, which was not a good sight already. Now that they were using a force that was not their own, it was really embarrassing for such arrogant Shangxuanmen monks like them.

But now the situation is like this, they have to use it. After all, they came here with such a fierce momentum. If they return empty-handed, not only will they be embarrassed, but it will also affect the layout and plan of the sect.

"Duh."

After making the decision, Zhong Yuwei took a deep breath and threw the jade talisman she clenched tightly.

With a loud bang, the jade talisman exploded, and an incomparable beam of light tore apart the endless sea of ​​thunder in front of the eyes, rushed out, reaching up to the sky and down to the earth, covering the entire sky and the earth with vast and boundless light.

The pillar of light stood tall, and tens of thousands of symbols collided continuously from top to bottom. The afterglow splashed in all directions, suddenly large and then small. Faintly, one could see a goddess with cloud-like hair, snow-white skin, and golden eyes. A treasure map was opened on the top of the head, and scriptures burst out, sparsely but with every word in pure gold, shining with light, praising Taiwei.

As the goddess appeared, a divine spell rang out in the void, like jade beads falling or springs hitting frosted rocks. It sounded tinkling and contained an indescribable charm. Then, circles of sound wheel ripples spread out in all directions, connecting into one. Wherever it went, the arrogant thunder that contained an unstoppable murderous aura disappeared.

Such mystery and majesty have surpassed the Nascent Soul stage and have directly reached the higher realm. The power cannot be expressed in words and exists truly!

In the main hall of the Hengnan Zhou family, Zhou Mishan saw the endless thunder in the sky, as if being wiped away by an invisible hand, becoming less and less, revealing an incredible light. The afterglow hit the glass window, and the fine and fragmented pure white seemed like clear snow falling from the trees, or like white clouds spreading from outside the mountain, shining brightly, warm and moist, and extremely bright.

More and more white light fell on the palace pavilions and scattered under the jade trees and precious branches. The broken colors sank down, back and forth, condensed but not dispersed, and intermittent fragments appeared. Different gods and men, some wearing divine clothes, riding in treasure cars, or in the deep palace, with golden clothes, or transformed into giants, suppressing everything. "What is this?"

Zhou Mishan couldn't hide the shock on his face, he extended his spiritual sense outside and could more intuitively feel the incredible light coming down from the sky, like thousands of stars falling, with a momentum so huge that it was unimaginable.

When his spiritual power came into contact with the other party, countless clouds emerged in all directions, like heavy curtains, covering the sacred existence behind them. It was mysterious and wonderful.

“The power of the upper realm?” Seeing the light outside, a high-ranking member of the Yuanying realm of the Hengnan Zhou family could hardly suppress his desire to worship and praise, and murmured: “Only the existence of a real person in the cave can have such incredible power!”

"Why is this so?"

The great monk Zhou Mishan could not help but speak. Although the fight between Zhou Qing and the three great monks from Doumu Palace seemed extremely fierce, in his opinion, it was just a competition between fellow Xuanmen practitioners, and it would stop at a certain point. However, once the power of the upper realm appeared, things became different immediately.

The appearance of such great power shows that today's events not only came from the requirements of the four great monks of Doumu Palace, but also the will of the real top leaders of Shangxuanmen Doumu Palace, which directly escalated the situation!

Qingsang Yuanjun, the innate spirit who was battling Yuan Zixu, a great cultivator from Doumu Palace, and had the upper hand, glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She saw clouds coming and going, auspicious clouds overlapping like brocade, and producing wonderful fragrance. She felt a great power above her. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly and asked in a voice transmission, "Is it the work of Master Dongtian?"

Yuan Zixu looked at the endless symbols in the light column and the image of the goddess inside, and his expression was not very good.

The four of them came together to deal with a new great monk of the Zhenyi Sect and an innate divine spirit, but they were forced to this extent. Even if they achieved their goal today, it would not sound good if it got out.

However, in the face of the undisguised sarcasm in the other person's words, she still answered: "It's just a jade talisman that sealed the incarnation of the god that Madam Taiwei cut out when she attained enlightenment. How could I, the Master Dongtian of Doumu Palace, lower myself to fight in such a battle?"

She didn't have much confidence in saying this. Because Madam Taiwei had a special background, the incarnation of the god she cut out also contained extraordinary power, and was definitely at the upper level. It was just that, relatively speaking, it was not at the level of a true cave immortal.

"is it?"

Qingsang Yuanjun had seen through the inside story. She smiled and said no more. She just continued to circulate her strength, full of vitality, suppressing the opponent, regardless of the increasingly bright light around her.

From the contract signed with himself, it can be known that Zhou Qing and the forces behind him had already planned this trip. Although the force just now came a little unexpectedly, Zhou Qing can definitely deal with it!
"The power of the upper realm."

Zhou Qing sensed that kind of transcendent light sweeping over. The infinite meaning that was originally endless, constantly rubbing, and constantly derived from the infinite void thunder was like snow encountering the scorching sun. It could not resist at all and completely melted. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No matter how powerful the magical powers are, they cannot withstand the crushing force of absolute strength.

The gap between the third level of Nascent Soul and the Cave Heaven level is like a chasm, they are not on the same level.

Facing such power, even if the Nascent Soul Dharmakaya is beyond the three vehicles, the magic power is endless, and the supernatural power is the best in killing, it is impossible to resist. The only thing that can resist such power is the power of the same level!
Thinking of this, Zhou Qing's mind moved, and he communicated with a brilliant sword light in his sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, a young man in golden clothes suddenly appeared. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face, but in his eyes, there were traces of time from time to time, which were unfathomable.

It is the real weapon, the Qianyuan Youshen Sword.

"Follow me to cut through this divine light."

Zhou Qing let out a long roar, and the spiritual consciousness and magic power in his body poured into the Qianyuan Youshen Sword. In just a moment, a sword sound that shook the nine heavens was heard, and an incomparable sword light slashed out, cutting through the atmosphere. The dazzling brilliance penetrated the heaven and earth, and it was unstoppable.

Under the sword light, the pillar of light that had just stood in the sky collapsed, and the light inside was swallowed up by the sword light. Even the hazy and mysterious goddess spoke in a cold voice. In the process of dissipating, she revealed a kind of helplessness and said, "Real weapon!"

Boom!

After cutting off the projection in the light column, this sharp and unparalleled sword light continued to move forward. The void in front of the eyes, all the clouds, everything, were cut in half by this sword, cleanly and neatly.

Luo Mingjia's pupils widened as he watched the remaining sword light pass in front of him. Even the countless trembling dust particles like beams of light were broken in two, not a single bit different. In the extremely symmetrical situation, there was an overwhelming power.

Under such dazzling sword light, the superior power that had just descended from the jade talisman seemed like a piece of white paper, which shattered as soon as it was torn.

"This is a real weapon for fighting!" Luo Mingjia watched as the entire sky was cut open by a sword. The starlight outside was cast in, spreading a circle of cold light, immersing the surroundings in fine and fragmented cold colors. She said word by word: "It is a real weapon for fighting."

When a magic weapon reaches the level of a true weapon, its spiritual consciousness transforms, and the weapon spirit transcends the calamity and transforms into a human being, possessing incredible power. In this world, a true weapon is almost the highest level of magic weapon that a cultivator can master.

Among all the real weapons, there is no doubt that the real weapons used for fighting are generally rarer and more precious than those auxiliary real weapons.

The magic sword in front of him was obviously a real weapon for fighting that was biased towards killing. Although it was not as good as the most pure and invincible real weapon for killing, the difference was not too obvious, and the killing power was amazing enough.

That's why, with Zhou Qing's strength as a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator and holding such a real fighting weapon, he was able to cut off the power of the jade talisman bestowed by Madam Taiwei with the power of a single sword.

The ground in front of Zhong Yuwei was heaving violently. She watched as the sword light that cut off the light column kept circling at the end of the sky. The light became brighter and brighter, and sharper and stronger. At the end, it suddenly shook and turned into a dragon-like light, rushing downwards.

This ray of light moved at an astonishing speed, and in a moment it reached above Zhou Qing's head, then circled and fell down, transforming into a divine sword that could kill the six desires. It was cold and merciless, without life or death. Zhou Qing raised his hand, grasped it in his hand, and pointed the sword diagonally.

(End of this chapter)