Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 213 The battle in the Golden Core period, the response of the Mingshan sect

"Give me death!"

"court death!"

"boom--"

Gwangju, Taiheng Plain.

A loud bang exploded in the deserted clearing.

Two figures, one green and one blue, passed each other in the void.

The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy caused people to feel it within a hundred miles of the surrounding area.

For a time, birds and animals kept running away.

The two monks who were fighting were obviously locked in a hard fight. Their momentum further exploded, and sonic booms spread outwards. They did not care whether they would be noticed by others.

The two parties fighting here are none other than Yan Xinkang of the Yan family and Hai Chongyang of the Hai family.

The latter was really loyal. After being informed about the secret realm, he rushed all the way from Douluo County to Langyu County.

After that, there was no downtime at all, and he entered the acting state.

"Qinglong Tianxu Transformation!"

Yan Xinkang, who was wearing a green Taoist robe, shouted loudly, his red eyes moved forward, blue veins popped out, and a thick wood spirit breath rushed out of his body.

At the same time, a group of dark green gas with a breathtaking aura seeped out from his Dantian and continued to merge into the previously used mana.

This gas is Yan Xinkang's Dansha.

Yan Xinkang obtained the elixir with Xuanqinggang evil spirit, so his golden elixir contained a certain amount of this evil spirit, and he could use it to increase his combat effectiveness.

The fighting method of Jindan monks is also based on surrounding their respective Dansha.

I saw a huge green dragon shadow dozens of feet long appearing in the void, its tail attached to Yan Xinkang's body, as if it was integrated with the caster.

Since Yan Xinkang entered Jindan, he has been looking for a method to continue practicing, and finally found the required book through the Zheng family, called "Qingtian Mu Dao Gong".

And "Qinglong Tianxu Transformation" is the most powerful secret method in Qingtian Mu Tao Kung Fu.

It was already quite powerful, and with the blessing of the Xuanqing Gangsha, the movement was astonishing. Just the wave of spiritual energy that swept through it could clear away the ordinary vegetation below.

Facing his allies, Yan Xinkang had no intention of holding back.

On the other side, Hai Chongyang felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself: This guy may be stronger than me.

Although he was thinking like this in his heart, there was nothing strange about him on the outside, and he still had an extremely angry expression.

"Hai Ming Spirit Armor!"

Hai Chongyang clearly did not open his mouth, but a dull sound echoed in the world.

The next moment, it was like stars falling from the sky and falling on the surface of his body. The stars were arranged regularly, revealing a pair of dark blue armor.

Immediately afterwards, a blue flame was attached to the Hai Ming Spirit Armor. In an instant, Hai Chongyang was like the Poseidon God from the deep sea.

Although Hai Hui, the ancestor of the Hai family, is not a human being and uses his own descendants to extend his life, he has to admit that he is indeed very capable.

Haijia's Baigui Huangquan and the Earth-level Cultivation Technique Refining the Netherworld Sutra were obtained by Hai Hui through his own skills.

And this also allowed the Hai family to develop steadily for thousands of years.

Therefore, the Hai family members have special feelings for Hai Hui.

In other words, Yan Lingyu cut the mess with a quick sword and chopped it with his sword directly on the fifth floor of Baigui Huangquan. Otherwise, the Hai family would be really difficult to deal with.

Haiming Lingjia is the last Taoist technique in the Refining Youhuangquan Sutra, and it has reached the level of middle-grade earth-level Taoist techniques.

It's just that Hai Chongyang's cultivation is insufficient and he can only exert part of his power.

But it also has its own evil spirit blessing, Huqiu Xuanpo Evil.

He can also exert a power that is not inferior to Yan Xinkang.

A shadow of the deep God of War appeared in the void.

Then, the two shadows suddenly collided.

"boom!"

The aftermath swept Yan Xinkang and Hai Chongyang.Both suffered minor injuries.

They really mean it.

In their opinion, if they could get a secret realm in exchange for it, let alone a minor injury, they would be left with serious illnesses without blinking an eye.

Even if a golden elixir's life is exchanged for a secret realm, for [-]% of the forces, it is a gain without losing money.

……

The Myeongsan School is located in the Myeongsan Mountains in Gwangju.

With Mingshan as the center, their sphere of influence covers a thousand miles.

At this moment, within the sect, a middle-aged monk with deep eyes and a tall figure frowned.

He put down the papers in his hands, then waved his sleeves and robes, turning into a ray of light, leaving the main hall inside the door and heading towards a direction where the spiritual energy was violently shaking.

Soon, in his consciousness, Yan Hai and the two men were engaged in a "bloody battle".

He did not approach immediately, but fell next to several monks wearing Mingshan sect robes.

These monks were immediately attracted by the movement in front of them.

They thought it was a foreign enemy who was going to attack the mountain gate, and were about to notify the sect when they saw senior officials appear.

"Yellow Border Man!"

"Elder Taishang!"

"master!"

When several Mingshan sect disciples saw the visitor, they quickly saluted respectfully.

"Get behind me." Huang Bian's man responded calmly, but his eyes never left the battlefield.

"It's strange, looking at the ways of these two people, they don't look like those from the He family or the Yongxi Sect."

After observing for a long time, Huang Bian only confirmed one thing: the two people fighting were not locals of Guangzhou.

"Even the evil spirit and the magic weapon of life were used. It seems that the hatred is very deep." He sighed, but did not make any move.

The disciples on the side were frightened by the aura of the Jindan cultivator and asked: "Master, what should we do now? After all, this is the territory of our Mingshan sect. Do you want us to intervene and drive it away?"

Huang Bian glared at his apprentice and said, "Who dares to mediate the current situation? Are you going?"

"Whoever joins in now may transfer the hatred between the two to himself and be besieged by a group."

"Those two guys don't care about their lives, but if we get injured, do you think it's a good deal?"

When he said this, the disciple trembled and did not dare to speak.

Seeing this, Huang Bian narrowed his eyes and said leisurely: "These two people look like they came all the way from another county to us. They may leave after a while, and they are giving me Mingshan some face." , know how to choose this deserted place to fight."

"If they fight above the gathering place of mortals, we, the Mingshan Sect, will have to stop them."

"Now it seems that it is a bit unlucky at best."

As he said that, Huang Bian threw out a formation flag and set up a barrier around it.

Then he looked at the disciples and ordered: "Looking at this posture, the opponent will be able to determine the winner after fighting for half a day at most. Then you can just let them leave on their own."

"Yes."

Then, the man in Huangbian turned into a escaping light and left.

There are constant battles in the cultivation world. This kind of inexplicable fighting between outside monks in their own area has long been common.

As long as the interests of the Mingshan Sect are not touched, they don't bother to care.

As for the so-called "snipe and clam fighting, the fisherman will benefit", the Mingshan sect will not do it.

They don't know the other party's background at all, and if they attack rashly, they will cause disaster.

They are not casual cultivators, their hometown is still here.

Forces like these that have stood for thousands of years will not do things that are risky and full of uncertainty.

(End of this chapter)