Tao and Heaven

Chapter 88: Killing the True Lord!

"Lu Chan, hold him back!"

Gu Wen's body was wrapped in the flaming aura of the gun, and he rushed forward with a sword in one hand and a gun in the other.

“It’s really hard to ask.”

Lu Chan turned her body, and her nine tails slowly stretched out, revealing the appearance of a fox fairy.

She tried her best to pull the real master in front of her into the illusion. The huge gap between the two realms made her mouth bleed, and then she broke free in just two breaths. The seventh level of Taoism has condensed the Dharma image, and its soul is extremely tenacious and difficult to control.

Two breaths actually proved her extraordinary talent as the sixth on the Earth List. Even a True Lord could not be immune to her illusions.

Zhenjun glared at Lu Chan angrily as if he was offended, but he did not stop and continued to flee out of the city.

He was not frightened by Gu Wen and his group of young people, but he was frightened to death by Ao Tang, who was a True Lord one level higher than him with one claw.

In just two breaths, Gu Wen closed the distance by thirty feet.

"Let me give you a ride."

He Qing came to Gu Wen's side, and held the other's feet with his giant hand that had expanded more than three times. He should be practicing some kind of physical training technique, and his physical strength is extremely strong.

Gu Wen immediately understood what he meant, and let He Qing lead him to run, while he concentrated on gathering his energy. Suddenly, he noticed a faint golden light on the other party's abdomen, and felt the majestic magic power surging in the palm of his hand.

It was actually several times stronger and more solid than his own. He couldn't help but ask: "Your magic power is really strong, almost comparable to that of a True Lord."

Becoming an immortal will restrict everything within a certain upper limit, but its quality will not be limited.

"I was lucky enough to condense a fifth-turn golden elixir. Although it's not as perfect as the sixth turn, it's at least half a step away."

There was a hint of pride in He Qing's tone, and Gu Wen probably understood the other party's pride.

Although he did not fully condense his spiritual form at the third level, he had a hint of breakthrough potential at the fifth level, which he called the golden elixir.

The method of perfecting the foundation of Taoism becomes more and more difficult as you progress, but perhaps He Qing has some special physique, so the fifth level is a little easier.

The change of the fifth stage of the foundation of Taoism is that the sea of ​​qi condenses into a golden elixir, and the method of perfection is the sixth transformation of the golden elixir. However, it is obvious that everyone assumes that there is a golden elixir, and the fifth stage of the foundation of Taoism is actually to further refine the golden elixir.

But I don’t have the golden elixir. If I can refine it using a method that can improve the quality of the golden elixir, would I be fundamentally better than humans?

Gathering his thoughts, Gu Wen looked ahead, seeing the True Lord getting closer and closer.

There is still a certain gap between them and Zhenjun. The other party is obviously more skilled in escaping, so much so that He Qing needs to chase them at all costs to barely keep up.

The opponent has a fifth-level golden elixir below the sixth level, and most likely no more than the third level, which makes him inferior to He Qing's fifth level. He was able to catch up even if he was two levels behind, although He Qing was willing to pay any price, but it was enough to show the gap.

"Can you speed up?"

"Okay, but that would consume more of my energy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help you then."

"You're helping me catch up with him."

He Qing sensed what the other party meant, slightly widened his eyes, and said, "You want to face a True Lord of the eighth level of combat power alone?"

"Why not?"

"You lunatic, you really are the best in the world."

He Qing couldn't help but curse, then he used all his strength to throw Gu Wen out, like a cannonball exploding in the air.

One hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet, five feet.
"Junior, this is too much!"

Having been hunted down in public and now being caught up again, Rong Family True Lord was so angry that he turned around and fought back.

Bang!
The two collided, Zhenjun used his knife, the knife light slashed at the spear, and then used his other hand to defend against the heart sword.

Diversification of means is still a certain blessing. The opponent cannot only deal with Zhaolie Spear, but also needs to defend against Heart Sword. However, it is very difficult for many people to master one of the offensive means, let alone master two offensive means.

The fifth level of Taoism and the third level of the golden elixir bring tremendous magical power, but his Taoism does not have the blessing of the perfect spiritual aspect of the third level of Taoism, so the power is on par with Gu Wen.

The spear power and the sword light were not at a disadvantage, and the heart sword gained a slight advantage.

In the first confrontation, Gu Wen had the upper hand and Zhenjun's soul was slightly injured.

"How could this be?"

Zhenjun sensed something was wrong, and a hint of disbelief flashed across his eyes.

A junior who is at the fourth level of Dao Foundation is actually on par with himself.

In a rage and humiliation, he used all his strength to swing out a thirty-foot-long sword beam. The blessing of his sword skills was better than his spiritual power.

However, the Red Dragon's Dharma image appeared unexpectedly, and it broke down the beast in an instant, and the spear's power steadily suppressed the sword's light.

Compared to Xiao Yunyi, his military energy is too weak, and compared to himself, he is like loose sand!
Gu Wen's spear pierced through the sword light and stabbed into the body of Zhenjun. The six-fold Taoist foundation pill fed back into the body to refine dragon tendons and tiger bones, and the spear tip seemed to hit fine iron.

But what does it matter? If one shot doesn't work, then shoot a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand! Faster, stronger, more intense.

The spear energy from the sky was wrapped in flames and fell down. Zhenjun was beaten in mid-air and couldn't even fall to the ground. He raised the big knife in his hand to resist, but his energy and Dharma image were like toys in front of the opponent.

He has cultivated the five spiritual aspects, possesses the Dharma aspect, and has two-fifths of the Hunyuan True Spirit. Why can't he jump one level and kill a True Lord who is only at the first level of perfection?

The people chasing from afar all stopped and widened their eyes. Even Xiao Yunyi fell into an unspeakable silence.

Jiu Zhenjun approached quickly as if he had grasped a glimmer of hope, and he chased the two people on the high-speed moving battlefield.

"Impossible! How can I be defeated by a mere four of you!"

Zhenjun used all his strength to swing his sword in the gap, and the spear, a top-grade ordinary weapon, shattered, leaving only half in Gu Wen's hand.

The situation seemed to have reversed, and the two finally landed and stood on the open space next to the city wall.

Zhenjun could just climb over the city wall and flee far away, but he didn't plan to run away now, otherwise he would lose all his face.

He grinned and said, "Can you kill me with a broken gun? My body has been tempered by the third level of the golden elixir, how can it be broken by your ordinary weapons?"

One level of Taoism, one level of heaven. He is not a completely fake True Lord. He has at least one level of perfection. This shows that his talent is not bad. There is a certain lower limit, so he will not be bad at condensing the golden elixir.

The sixth and seventh levels are a very important watershed, and the number of turns of the golden elixir is crucial to the strength of the Dharma image.

"Why not?"

Gu Wen also smiled grimly, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

This was not the first time that his weapon had broken. Zhaolie's Dharma image was too strong, and even the Xuanzhong Spear could not fully withstand it.

【Twenty-seven Years of Tiansui】

[Two styles of Tiangang Spear, to master them thoroughly, requires ten years of Tiansui]

With a breath, the second style of Tiangang Spear was integrated into Zhaolie Spear. The concentration of the spear energy suddenly increased by two times, and the spear energy like a raging fire restored the broken spear head.

[To master the three Tiangang styles, one needs twenty years of Tiansui. ]

Why do I need twenty years? Seventeen years will be enough!
Gu Wen has invested seventeen years of Tiansui training. He is only one step away from mastering the third move of Tiangang Spear, but he has already rushed forward to fight with the spear in hand.

Bang!
The spear force collided with the magic sword, and a gap was instantly created, which was then instantly repaired.

Zhenjun just felt that Gu Wen had gone crazy. As they fought each other in close combat, he saw the boundless murderous intent in his eyes and felt his peerless appearance. He gradually became afraid.

This boy was far superior to him in every aspect except his cultivation. He could hardly come up with anything that could match him.

He really wanted to kill himself!
"Young man, stop here, otherwise I will drag you down with me even if I die!"

All he got in response was a barrage of spear energy and an almost insane attack, as if there was some deep hatred between the two of them.

But in Gu Wen's opinion, there was, but it was not directed at him personally.

When Gu Wen got a glimpse of the outside of the immortal land, he wanted to get out of this narrow world all the time. However, Emperor Daojun was an obstacle to his way to the outside world, and the Universal True Lord was an obstacle to Yu Hua.

She promised to take him to see the vastness of the world, and he promised her to become the most outstanding person and the most talented person.

If they are not invincible, if they are not peerless, they will not be able to get out of here.

Gu Wen is verifying himself, whether he is invincible, whether he is peerless, so he needs to defeat the stronger ones.

Anyone who stands in the way is a mortal enemy.

【Tian Gang Third Style】

The spear's power increased three times, the blade of the spiritual treasure flew high, and the spear pierced into the Zhenjun's chest like a dragon.

Gu Wen slowly lifted up Zhenjun's body, letting the blood drip onto his face, feeling the warmth of victory.

Those who are one level higher than me are already unable to be on par with me. Those who are not geniuses are two levels higher than me, and those who are geniuses are one level higher than me. Otherwise, it is all false.

He heard footsteps behind him, and he turned around suddenly to see another True Lord approaching. Gu Wen did not recognize True Lord Jiu.

Although exhausted, he still pointed his gun at the other party and asked, "Do you want to fight me too?"

Jiu Zhenjun looked at the young man in front of him. Twenty-something was really too young for a cultivator. He subconsciously took a step back. Facing an extremely weak young man who was at the fourth level of the Dao Foundation, he felt a little hesitant.

At the same time, a thought of retreating arises, and the invisible repression and imagination disappear.

This is the protector of the Taoist goddess, the one who has killed the True Lord with the fourth level of Taoism.

Jiu Zhenjun used this opportunity to escape the calamity that was about to be killed.

(End of this chapter)