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Chapter 177 Defeated

For a moment, He Qing's aura soared to the sky, breaking through the thick thunderclouds in the sky.

The world in all directions is like an array of soldiers, and the spiritual energy begins to swarm.

The Zidian sword was tilted in his hand, and the purple meaning rose.

He Qing's eyes were almost purple, and the spirit pattern on the body surface began to flash with dazzling brilliance. The spirit light was like flowing water, gradually converging from all directions of the body to the forehead.

Until the indifferent vertical pupil with Tianwei emerged, the whole world changed again in an instant.

A chilling air filled it, and all forces were reorganizing and reconstructing.

Yin Gui Jianxiu's face began to become serious, and he felt some familiar aura from the surrounding aura, which made him tremble a little.

He was a little confused for a moment, not knowing where this feeling came from.

He thought about it carefully, and suddenly looked up.

That's right, it's the breath of thunder that he passed through the Golden Core Tribulation.

I failed in that calamity
His eyes turned from bewildered to sharp in an instant.

As a sword cultivator, the sword in his hand should slash the sky and the earth, but facing the golden elixir of heaven's punishment, he clearly has the same power, but he couldn't survive it.

The golden elixir is a test, an imperial examination in the common world.

If you can pass the golden core, if you can't pass it, you still have flaws in your own cultivation.

Jianxiu still remembered that day with a brood in his heart.

The thick thunderclouds in the sky suddenly surged, and countless clouds gathered to form a huge vortex.

The vortex rolled and rolled up a gust of wind.

The wind was like a big snake crawling in the valley, countless trees were broken in the middle, and the branches and leaves rolled in the sky.

He Qing seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart.

Fusion is never just empty words, but directly points to the essence of Leifa.

All the exercises represent different essences of thunder, and only when they are fully mastered can one truly control the power of thunder.

At this moment, He Qing stood in the air like a black dot, but a huge spiritual light kept sweeping across, and the thunder flickered behind him, and it was like the god of thunder descending into the world for a while.

All this happened in just an instant.

The sword cultivator knew that he couldn't keep He Qing's momentum for too long, he was already holding a long sword, and his whole body turned into a black line, reaching He Qing in the blink of an eye, the long sword in his hand fell on He Qing like a violent storm.

"Feel the might of God!"

He Qing's eyes moved slightly, and at this moment, he felt that the world was still in his eyes.

Although Jianxiu's sword is very fast, in He Qing's eyes, these sword shadows are incredibly slow.

He felt the huge power he had mastered. This power was so huge that the Five Elements Spirit Orb was even activated, leaking a little power.

He Qing has no scruples, he just wants to vent out the power accumulated in the surrounding ocean like a vast ocean.

During this, his thoughts were running rapidly, his consciousness continued to diverge, and his mana structures continued one after another.

He Qing tried and experimented without any scruples. At this moment, he was not afraid of the failure of the structure construction at all.

Because the induced aura is too large, even if it fails, he will only continue to build the next structure.

The spirit patterns on his body kept flickering, spreading in all directions.

Whoa!
The long sword is extremely fast, but in the eyes of everyone at this moment, it seems to be in slow motion, and the sword shadow carries a huge force to slash down.

It's like a god punishing a demon.

This sword is judgment!

The divine sword slashed down lightly, and the power contained in it could cut everything and destroy everything.

Under Tianwei, who can resist.

The yin energy on Yin Gui Jianxiu's body began to rot like tofu meeting hot oil under the mighty heavenly power, and began to disperse, and his body's strength continued to decrease.

The sword cultivator tried his best, but under this force, he couldn't resist at all.

This is an essential gap in strength, Yin Qi has no power to resist under this thunder.

What's more, this sword also contains the power of the Five Elements Spirit Orb.

He Qing hadn't made a move for a long time, and when he did it, he was too reckless. He had a very high realm, but his cultivation was extremely low, and he attracted too much power at once.

He Qing took back the sword and stood in the sky.

I saw that the sword cultivator was already standing quietly on the spot, staring into the distance in a daze.

A gust of wind blew up, and it turned into cloudy air and dispersed in the wind.

Only the long sword hangs powerlessly from the sky.

The rain was splashing, and the wind was whimpering.

For a time, only such a voice remained in the world.

He Qing looked at the mountain forest not far away, and there was a seductive woman in a white dress standing quietly in the mountain forest.

The resentful girl also looked at the sky, the smile on her face faded away.

She looked at He Qing, and when she saw the silver vertical pupils, she also felt an invisible pressure, which made her chest heave slightly.

The tenth true biography of Yuanlei Mountain.
Now it seems that where is the tenth. I am afraid that there are more than the top three.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, the opponent has a magic weapon in his body.

The resentful woman is already clear in her heart.

Thinking of this, another smile appeared on her face.

If it's only to this extent, there's no need to worry her.

It was only a few days ago that she actually fought against a Jindan real person. Although the result was good, she also suffered serious injuries.

If you want to fight again at this moment, you don't know what the outcome will be, and the risk is slightly high.

Moreover, this place is only the location of Haiyun Temple. For the Sky Ghost Sect, the value of this area is almost zero.

Benefits are not proportional to risks.

Thinking of this, the resentful girl flew into the air, and she bowed slightly.

"My concubine is Shen Xi, and I have met the young master." Shen Xi said lightly.

He Qing's face remained unchanged, but his heart cheered up.

She knew this woman.

All kinds of information about Tiangui Sect before the war had been memorized by heart.

Resentful girl, a true disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

Converted to Yuanlei Mountain, it is the top three levels, and even surpasses it.

Seeing that He Qing didn't reply, Shen Xi didn't feel surprised, instead she said coquettishly: "I didn't come here today to use force, but I just passed by.

It's just that I can see such a handsome man as the young master while passing by, which makes the concubine admire him physically and mentally. If the young master is willing, you can come and find me, and the concubine is willing to dance for the young master. "

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Shen dances very well, and even the suzerain of the Heavenly Ghost Sect is a frequent visitor." He Qingwang replied to her.

This woman's charm is extremely high, even better than that of Murong Jin, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect that He Qing met in Lihai City.

The most important thing is that this girl is born with a beautiful face, not an acquired modification, her cultivation is superb, her Taoism is perfect, and her inner beauty is also unsurpassed.

It is this kind of appearance that can cultivate the charm to the extreme.

Otherwise, no matter how high the realm is, the flaws in oneself cannot be repaired.

"Uncle Shi often comes here." Shen Xi said indifferently.

He Qing laughed.

"Thousands of people step over the gate, and thousands of people recognize her delicate face, but there are marks on her jade arms and marks on her vermilion lips."

Shen Xi frowned slightly when she heard the words, but she was unhappy in her heart.

He Qing devotes all his heart to Dao, Dao is the first, and everything else follows.

Not to mention him, why not the rest of the people.

It's just that the woman in front of him is extremely beautiful and has superb charm skills, but it doesn't matter to him.

If you don't live forever, everything will become empty, if you don't become enlightened, everything will be in vain.

Thinking in this way, He Qing's mind became a sword, cutting through many complicated thoughts.

"Young master can only hear rumors, but such nonsense is not a gentleman's business."

"It's my fault." He Qing responded casually.

Shen Xi snorted softly but left in a hurry.

The Five Elements Lingzhu in He Qingxiu was already ready to go, seeing this scene, he couldn't help restraining his brilliance.

Liu Hua felt as if struck by lightning since Yin Gui's death, his breath was sluggish, his face was pale, and there was blood in his mouth.

He originally had a short lifespan, but now after this great change, he suddenly had the sign of dying.

With his foundation building, he perfectly controls the third-order ghosts, which are connected by life and death.

Liu Hua's face was pale, looking at Shen Xijiao's beautiful back, there was a hint of hatred in his eyes.

If it wasn't for this woman, he would still be watching the dance inside the Shuijiao Gate, how could he have fallen into such a situation.

"I hate it!" he whimpered.

A series of images recalled in his mind.

At the last moment, there was a trace of remorse, a trace of hatred in his heart.

He didn't hate Shen Xi, but hated himself for being weak, and regretted every opportunity he didn't seize.

Liu Hua also died.

Yunhunyu and Yan Maode have long worshiped each other.

They were panicked at first, then surprised, and finally they were full of admiration, consciously following the right person.

Such age, such cultivation, such combat power.

Its future influence is almost visible to the naked eye.

"This lord, I am willing to worship." Yan Maode sighed.

Xu Nan, Rong Qi, and all the people from Yuanlei Mountain are also like this.

Yan Qingzhu stood in the courtyard staring blankly at the sky, her mind was in a mess, her cheeks were pink, her eyes were rippling, her heart was heaving, she could feel the rapid heartbeat, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

He Qing returned to Haiyun Temple. Although he won the battle, the sense of urgency in his heart rose sharply.

When his strength is not exposed, he can predict the opponent's level.

But at this moment, he wondered whether the Heavenly Ghost Sect would send stronger opponents.

Fortunately, Shen Xi didn't make a move in the end.

If she makes a move, He Qing can almost predict that it will definitely be Jindan Daoist.

Moreover, he is the Jindan Daoist, the direct descendant of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

The rest of the miscellaneous soldiers were handed over to Yan Maode and Yunhunyu.

He Qing felt a little tired and went to the mansion.

"My lord, the hot water is ready." Yan Qingzhu said softly.

Seeing Yan Qingzhu, He Qing couldn't help but think of Shen Xi before, and couldn't help being touched in his heart.

Although he has a firm heart, but Shen Xi has superb charm skills, how can he keep distracting thoughts from arising.

In addition, there has been no yin and yang intercourse for a long time, and the inner desires have proliferated, and there is no way to vent them.

Yan Qingzhu deliberately seduced her again, her clothes were tightly wrapped, the front of her body was like mountains, and her back was like a groin.

In the room, He Qing didn't want to endure it either.

He only handed the silk scarf to Yan Qingzhu.

"Young master, I will serve you."

Yan Qingzhu took off her clothes and fell into the pool.

The water vapor curls up and permeates the area, and one can see that it is tender and white, soft and fragrant.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a knock on the door outside.

On one side, Yan Qingzhu's body was soft, but she also got up quickly and put on her clothes.

It's just that her long hair was loose behind her. When she opened the door, she found that there were many people outside.

Xu Nan, Rong Qi, Yunhunyu. Even Yan Maode.
Yan Maode looked at his daughter, needless to say, he knew what happened.

He felt sour for a while, the daughter he had raised for half his life was going to give to others like this now.

It's just that he knows Yan Qingzhu's thoughts even more, this daughter is Meiqiang.

He Qing's figure is tall and straight, his appearance is outstanding, and his temperament is more like a god, especially when he showed his heavenly eyes and mighty power yesterday, he may have already been conquered.

He smiled helplessly.

Yan Qingzhu was startled for a moment, then straightened up again.

"Wait for a while, the young master just got up."

"Don't dare, I can wait anytime, I don't dare disturb the young master's rest." Yun Hunyu said hastily.

Hearing this, Rong Qi was speechless.

Although he was surprised, but he and He Qing came from Zixiao's lineage, and his sense of awe was not as strong as the others.

Hearing such humble remarks about adding a dog at this time, I feel funny in my heart.

But he also knows that He Qing is very different now than when he was in the four states.

"Exactly."

The rest of the people also joined in.

Yan Qingzhu gently closed the door and just arrived in the bedroom.

He Qing came to his senses, but when he saw Yan Qingzhu, he still stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

The gentle and delicate body seemed to lose strength immediately when she pressed against her body.

Yan Qingzhu's cheeks were flushed, and her earlobes were pink and tender, and she couldn't help but lose strength when lying on He Qing's body.

Her hair brushed against He Qing's chest.

"Young master, my father is still outside"

He Qing raised his body and pointed to his face with his finger.

Yan Qingzhu blushed and brought her red lips closer, and then printed them on her face.

He Qing chuckled, and Yan Qingzhu stood up with his arms propped up, but his body still looked weak.

Thinking of He Qing's demeanor in the battle yesterday, coupled with his performance at night, made her fascinated.

He Qing walked out of the room.

"My lord." Everyone bowed.

"Don't be too polite."

"My lord, you must subdue the Shuijiaomen area." Yan Maode spoke first.

After all, Shuijiaomen is his life's painstaking effort, the Heavenly Ghost Sect's people have already been defeated, and now is the best time to conquer them.

He Qing frowned.

"Don't rush."

At this moment, he felt that he was too popular.

At this time, when the battle was still at its most intense, He Qing didn't want to attract too strong enemies for no reason.

"At this time, the external war is still fierce. Don't just focus on this, and don't think about showing off. During this kind of war, the only thing you need to do is protect yourself. Don't force too much." He Qing instructed.

This sentence dispelled the blood in many people's hearts.

Many people saw yesterday's battle and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to expand outwards and make a fortune.

"Yes, my lord."

Although Yan Maode was unwilling, he had no choice but to do so.

Now He Qing's power is at its peak, no matter how difficult it is for anyone to shake him.

I'm afraid even if Master Shu is reborn, it's impossible to do this scene.

He Qing's move can be said to be a timely help, saving many people from the danger of life and death.

Then there were some questions, and He Qing answered them one by one.

Later, He Qing started to practice.

Yesterday's relaxation is enough, and don't indulge in it.

If He Qing is a lustful person, then there are a lot of opportunities, even if it is Tang Mingyu, Bauhinia may not be able to escape.

It's just that he is not a person in this way.

He was even teased by Shen Xi yesterday, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Seeing He Qing going to practice again, Yan Qingzhu couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

After a while, Yan Maode came to look for her again.

"Qingzhu, do you know what the adults think about you? It's just a plaything," Yan Maode reminded.

"I know it, but it doesn't matter."

"If it's not an adult, who can make me subdue and be intoxicated by it?"

(End of this chapter)