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Chapter 120 Tianyang Finger

The sky is full of wind and snow, and the snow peaks are majestic.

A dragon shadow rises and falls from the clouds, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds, revealing the snow-white dragon.

Hey!
The sound of the dragon chant shook the heavens and the earth, and the snow and ice rustled down.

In the snow, a cold woman in an ice blue pleated skirt stood on the spot holding a long sword.

Opposite her, a tall, handsome, blue-haired young man was holding a folding fan.

The man shook the folding fan lightly, and said calmly, "Junior Sister Zhou, go all out."

"Yes, Senior Brother Su."

Su Yong looked at Zhou Yu with admiration in his eyes.

This is exactly a strong woman, standing proudly in the snow like a winter plum.

It's a pity that she already has a husband, and I don't know if her husband is worthy of this woman.

Thinking of this, he felt a little regretful.

The shadow of the dragon danced in the sky, and its bucket-sized pupils looked at the villain below.

"Junior Sister Zhou has already refined the Cyan Frost Sword, and the Ice Spirit Root is only one step away from reaching the top grade. If it is allowed to develop, it can even reach the Heaven Spirit Root, which is really enviable." Su Rong propped his head on his arms and looked into the distance.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Ran Qiuran chuckled lightly and said, "At the beginning, you also had the opportunity to gather the power of my Bingqing Palace, and the resources spent on her to cultivate a fake pill are more than enough, and it is not a pity to go to this point.

It's just that every few days, once you practice, you have to freeze yourself and suffer from the extreme cold.

But it really complied with that sentence, the spiritual root is easy to change, but the mind is hard to find. "

"Senior Brother Su also succeeded in sending the spirit, but it's a pity that it's just a drop of Bai Yuxian's blood essence, and the improvement is limited."

"There is no way, the foundation has been achieved, it is impossible to accommodate too strong spirits, it will cause repulsion."

While the two were talking, the duel between the two below had already begun.

"Zhou Yu's Ice Soul Congealing Frost Art has become more and more proficient."

The sky is full of snowflakes, boundless.

All of a sudden, all the snowflakes gathered and turned into ice crystals, like sharp swords, carrying a chill.

Just by taking a look at it, I feel chills in my heart, and even my soul is about to be frozen.

call!
All the ice crystals buried the man in it in an instant, and all kinds of methods were used, but the snowflakes were endless, layer by layer, as if suppressed by heaven and earth.

Under this endless suppression, soon a huge ice crystal like a house was born.

The golden light shot down from the sky and reflected on the ice surface, illuminating the man inside.

Zhou Yu didn't move the long sword in his hand, but just stretched out a jade finger, and the condensed magic power diffused out.

At the same time, a cloud of spiritual light in the body is also hazy and filled with a wonderful atmosphere.

She let go of her hand, and the ice crystals melted.

Su Yong waved his fan and didn't know what to say for a moment, but he was no match at all.

The gap between sending spirits is actually so big. The Qingshuang Sword is already a top-tier sword weapon of the third rank, and even the remnant soul of a saint from a holy place in ancient times is left in it.

At this time, Su Yong finally understood why the palace lord attached so much importance to this woman.

Even Han Chi looked at him differently.

A huge flood dragon flew down from the sky and came to Zhou Yu's side, staring at her with huge dragon eyes.

"The progress is very fast, but there are still some errors in the understanding of Binghan."

A loud voice came from Han Chi's mouth, Zhou Yu had no expression on his face, and had already covered his ears in advance.

Su Yong at the side was dizzy from the shock.

He looked at the dragon, but he didn't dare to express any opinion.

Clouds shrouded, raindrops fluttered, and electric snakes flickered.

In the dark clouds there is an unfathomable power of heaven, the closer you are, the more frightening you will be.

He Qingfei was flying in the air, and the rain kept drifting past him like a phantom.

Standing in the smoky rain, He Qing looked up at the dark clouds above his head.

Although he attracted thunder into his body when he built the foundation, it was not enough.

The Foundation Building Chapter of the Secret Code of the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder is about how to make the spiritual thunder in the body truly transform into the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder.

Naturally, this ordinary sky thunder cannot be compared with the Zixiao Shenlei, but it is also a sky thunder, so there are naturally similarities.

He Qing wanted to draw more thunder into his body to gain insights.

Whoa!

The thick divine chain descended from the sky, carrying a radiant divine light, and the aura of destruction swayed.

Spirit patterns appeared on He Qing's body, and Tianlei was continuously refined after entering his body, and he felt the gap in detail.

This day's thunder is not strong, but it contains the true meaning of thunder, which is enough for He Qing to complete the transformation.

Of course, it is still far away from Zixiao Shenlei.

It is rumored that Zixiao Shenlei is a sky thunder that was born in the last catastrophe of a monk. Even Zhenjun Yuanying and Huashen Daojun have many people who fell under this thunder.

The Zixiao Shenlei in the Zixiao Shenlei Secret Code is only a second-order supernatural power, which is enough to prove that this is not the real Zixiao Shenlei, but only contains a trace of sincerity, but even this is shocking enough.

He Qing was walking under the clouds and rain, and several lightning bolts like a chain of gods were sucked into his body.

This kind of scene is reflected in the eyes of other people, but it is enough to make them admire.

Yan Liang stood in the rain, He Qing looked at the sky with a wry smile.

Even he didn't dare to catch the thunder from the usual thunderstorms head-on. If he accidentally missed it, he might end up dead.

But this junior brother absorbed Tianlei so easily, which really made him admire.

Yan Liang is like this, let alone the rest.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators in Tianji Shanfang City were dazed when they saw this scene, and there was nothing but awe in their hearts.

And Sanxiu watched this scene on the street and discussed with the rest of the people with a smile.

After a few days, everyone found out all the spirits in Tianjishanfang City, and only let one disciple stay here.

The rest went to other places separately.

He Qing and Tang Mingyu went to Wangshui Pavilion.

Although He Qing was exhausted that day, nothing happened afterwards, but Yang Zhou was seriously injured. If it happens again this time, it is still unclear who will die on the way.

Maybe he couldn't even catch He Qing's memorabilia.

He Qing's combat power is also stronger, and after Lei Zhu's promotion, he won't be able to empty out all his mana with a single sword strike.

So this time, He Qing and Tang Mingyu naturally went to receive the spiritual objects of Wangshui Pavilion.

Otherwise, wouldn't this fight be in vain.

The two flew in the air, crossed the mountains and lakes below, and continued down the Wangjiang River.

The journey was quite peaceful and nothing happened.

This also reflects that the territory of Zixiaozong is indeed stable enough.

Wangshui Pavilion is located beside a lake, and Guidianlan Palace is connected together.

When I arrived at the door, I saw a steady stream of diners.

The two fell from the sky, and when the two doormen saw it, they rushed over immediately.

"May I ask the two seniors what is the matter?" A doorman asked respectfully.

Although there was a lot of traffic in front of the Wangshui Pavilion, the weights of the two Foundation Establishment monks were different, so naturally it was impossible to line up safely.

He Qing knew that this Wangshui Pavilion was good at two ways of alchemy. At this time, the world was undergoing a great change, and all casual cultivators knew that the world would change.

So this talisman is more popular.

The people lining up on one side looked at them, secretly guessing what the identities of the two were.

"Look for Senior Yang Zhou, the master of Wangshui Pavilion."

"Is there an agreement?"

"Never."

"That..." The door boy looked puzzled.

It's okay for other people to say, but the pavilion master is not something ordinary people can see, even a foundation-building monk.

Back then, a foundation-building cultivator came to ask for alchemy, but Yang Zhou didn't see him, his posture was arrogant, but no one dared to say anything.

"Please let me know that He Qing, the Zixiao Sect, is here to see you."

The doorman's complexion suddenly changed, he was a little shocked, and retreated one after another.

The news of Yang Zhou's downfall has spread these days. Some people don't believe it and want to come to verify it.

But only the disciples of Wangshui Pavilion knew that this was a real thing.

When Yang Zhou came back that day, his clothes were all torn, and there was a huge sword wound on his chest that could not be concealed no matter what.

Later, news came that it was the disciples of Zixiao Sect.

In the eyes of the doorman, this is the enemy.

A doorman ran into the pavilion and immediately shouted: "Master, Zixiao Sect is here to kill you."

He Qing was speechless when he heard the call.

But he and Tang Mingyu were indeed villains.

The guests lined up in front of the door looked at He Qing and Tang Mingyu in horror.

Some people left directly to avoid being involved in a dispute.

At the same time, the doorman's reaction also confirmed the authenticity of the news a few days ago.

"It turns out that it is true that Yang Zhouzhen was defeated by a disciple of the Zixiao Sect, and he actually bullied him to the door today."

"Could it be that he wants to take advantage of Yang Zhou's injury and kill him?" Someone speculated.

"It seems that the Zixiao Sect will start to attack like the Fire Demon Sect and the Slanting Moon Palace."

A large group of people emerged from the door, all holding swords.

The leader is a white-haired old man who is also a foundation builder.

He stared at He Qing cautiously.

"Zixiaozong is known as the leader of the righteous way, so do you want to kill and exterminate? For the sake of the spiritual land and the mine veins, even kill them all?"

"Senior misunderstood, today I will not kill people, only take spiritual objects."

The old man stared at He Qing with a solemn expression, but bitterness in his heart.

He was really afraid that He Qing would draw his sword and give him a sword.

The owner of the pavilion is so miserable, how can he resist it.

Just when he didn't know how to answer, there was a sound wave in the air.

"Give it to him, let him dispose of all the spiritual land and mine veins, and let him order all the disciples." Yang Zhou said.

Since he lost, there is nothing to say.

In the world of cultivating immortals, only the winner has the right to speak. If the loser wants to resist, the only way is to kill himself.

"I still have something to do, so I won't see guests."

"I don't know what to order, two distinguished guests." The old man asked.

"All the spiritual lands and the second-order spiritual objects of the veins will be mined and handed over to us. Afterwards, disciples of the Zixiao Sect will come to supervise the work."

"Yes, I will definitely cooperate with your disciples."

The trip went smoothly, except that the doorman's yelling at the beginning caused things to change slightly.

He originally planned to come to the door to negotiate, but he didn't expect to become like this.

In fact, all the disciples in the sect these days are wondering whether Zixiaozong will really call.

He Qing revealed his identity, and some people immediately panicked when they thought of what they usually thought, and instinctively shouted out accidentally.

In the attic by the lake.

The lotus flower blooms in the sleep, the pink and white petals are fluttering in the wind, and the emerald green lotus leaves are floating with the water waves.

Yang Zhou closed his eyes, but he was thinking about what kind of event happened.

The almost unified action of the seven major factions shows that there are indeed major events happening in this world, but they cannot observe them.

"Even the Zixiao Sect has to do this, it seems that it is really necessary, otherwise how could it be like this?" Yang Zhou looked worried and sighed.

If there is a catastrophe, then he can only try his best to save his own life.

But such a big move by the Seven Great Sects still made him feel a little panicked.

In addition to collecting the second-order spiritual objects in the territory, there are also plans to expand aggressively.

The world of cultivating immortals is vast and boundless. Compared with the territory occupied by human monks, the territory occupied by monsters is more.

On weekdays, casual cultivators go into the mountains and forests to collect spiritual objects.

But now the Seven Great Sects are in desperate need of spiritual objects, and time is running out, so it is natural to open up wasteland.

There are not many second-level spiritual objects in the spiritual land and mine veins in the territory, because most of them are used.

The ones in the wild are all in perfect condition, if found, it will be a huge treasure.

In the past, Zixiaozong had enough resources for development, but now it has to expand outward.

The same is true of the other sects.

A large number of monks went to the wild for exploration.

In addition, various tasks were released, including the classics of exercises, first-level spiritual objects as rewards, and casual practitioners were called to go out to explore.

At the same time, the Qi Department, the United Front Department, and the Fu Department located in the sect are already studying how to improve the flying boat.

Everything is developing in full swing.

He Qing stood in the courtyard, he looked up at the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds is transpiring, the strong wind is gradually rising, and a big white sun is buried in the clouds.

Surging
Chaos has come.

It took a while for the Fire Demon Sect to stop fighting with the Luoxia Sect, and then clashed with the Tianyi Sect.

This is more than that, almost all of the seven major factions have conflicts with each other.

Suddenly, a bird with colorful feathers flew from the sky and stayed on the delicate flower branch beside it.

The flower branch shook a few times.

jiji!

He Qing walked over, held the round little sparrow in the palm of his hand, and then took off the letter paper tied at his feet.

Opening it, it was a letter from Zong Nei.

"He Qing, personally, if the matter is over, support Cui Liushan immediately. The situation is critical, and life may be in danger. If you are defeated, you should leave first and wait for the help of the master."

He Qing looked carefully, and when he finished reading, his eyebrows were already furrowed.

In addition to practicing these days, he is also condensing another secret technique.

This secret technique is different from the Boundless Thunder Intent Sword Art, but a method of fighting for one's life.

Now the spirit thunder possession is too low-level, it is not critical to He Qing, even dispensable.

After all, this is only a skill that appeared in the Qi refining stage, and it is already far behind in the foundation building stage.

Now, as long as He Qing casts spells, he is in the state of being possessed by the spirit thunder, which has almost changed from an active skill to a passive skill.

This is also the result of He Qinglei's method being far superior to the past and becoming more and more superb.

The vast thunder intent sword art is ultimately based on thunder, so this life-threatening technique can only be another spell.

He Qing borrowed many of these spells when he was in the sect, and even used spirit stones to collect most of these secret spells on the market when he arrived at Tianji Mountain.

Especially in Wangshui Pavilion, the treasures of several big families have been patronized by him all over.

Of course, He Qing used the rest of the spells as an exchange, not by chance.

Until today, this secret technique has not reached the rare level.

[Tianyang finger (rare): touch the soul with fingering, stimulate the potential of the whole body, and can instantly burst out the power beyond the limit of the body, which will cause great harm and side effects to the body. 】

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