Qingyunxian

Chapter 171 Qingyu Eighth Rank Immortal

Gong Yanghuan's eyebrow flower has only three petals, which obviously cannot be passed down.

But Gong Yang Huan was not looking for one or two inheritance items. What he wanted was the entire inheritance, and even the entire cave.

He knew that he was no match for Meng Po, so he used the method instructed by the tribe.

Gong Yang Huan sat cross-legged on the ground and took out a jade bottle from his arms.

It should be cloud essence, poured directly into the mouth.

He took the opportunity to swallow to look at Meng Po, with a hint of sarcasm on his cold face.

Gong Yanghuan's aura suddenly changed.

He broke through!

In an instant, he broke through from the peak of Black Lord to the realm of Red Lord!
If you break through a small realm, you will travel by body. If you break through a big realm, you must be on guard against others traveling by body.

Although Yuncheng was not around at this time, Gong Yanghuan was not worried that the enemy would swim into his Yuncheng.

He took out another object and smeared it with his blood.

It was a small drum with the body of a human head made, like a miniature Jingguan, and the surface of the Jingguan was covered with animal skin that glowed with an inexplicable luster.

When Meng Po saw the drum in Gong Yang Huan's hand, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Fake Daobao?"

In addition to Yunbao and ancient Yunbao, the immortals in heaven can also use artifacts such as pseudo-Daobao.

Pseudo-Dao treasures are usually the products of those souls that failed to advance. Although they are not real Dao treasures, they have a trace of Dao treasure's ability, but it is very weak.

Gong Yanghuan slapped the drum hard, causing it to vibrate. The Jingguan seemed to come alive, and the miniature heads whistled together, making people's ears ring and their eyes dizzy.

Liu Xun's eyes fixed: "Sound the golden drum?"

"Isn't this the soul form that the lieutenants of the Heavenly Wolf tent in Qingyu cultivate? Why would Gong Yanghuan bring one with him?"

Most of the generals I met in my previous life practiced the Soul Form of the Sounding Golden Drum.

A general at the Yunxian level possesses this drum-shaped Taoist treasure.

However, what Gong Yanghuan held in his hand was a fake Taoist treasure, and it was unknown whether it was left behind by someone who failed in his attempt to ascend to heaven.

The aura of Gong Yang Huan gradually stabilized at the Chizun realm. As the drum beats, it seems that something is about to fall behind him.

Liu Xun was stunned for a moment, then thought of a possibility.

"The sound of the golden drum is known as the sounding of the gong to call back troops. It can be used to call back one's own people from a distance. Could it be that he is summoning certain people?"

A majestic aura surged out from behind Gong Yanghuan, and a hand reached straight towards the wishing tree.

How could Meng Po, the spirit of the cave, let him get his wish? The Meng Po soup in the pot boiled and the stone bowl flew up, hitting the arm with a deep and powerful aura.

This stone bowl is actually a Taoist treasure.

It seemed that it was not safe enough. The stone bridge was emitting waves of power, and Liu Xun felt a kind of imprisoning force from it.

The people on the stone bridge felt that they were under tremendous pressure, as if they would be squeezed into the bridge deck at the next moment.

Meng Po raised her hand and waved, and the pressure on everyone was relieved.

But Gong Yanghuan, who attracted foreign enemies, did not receive such treatment.

He was completely under the pressure of the Stone Bridge Daobao, and he couldn't help but groan: "Zun Khan, save me!"

The owner of the arm, known as Zun Khan, was angry at him for not fighting back, and used some of his energy to ease Shiqiao Daobao's suppression.

The one who can break the influence of the Taoist treasure in a blink of an eye should not be an ordinary cloud fairy.

"Eighth-turn Cloud Immortal?" Meng Po's eyes narrowed, but the stone bowl was thrown over mercilessly.

The person who came was an Eighth-Rank Cloud Immortal from the Green Realm, a formidable enemy to the Goddess Cave Heaven!
Even with the power of the entire cave, Meng Po could only contend with the Eight-turn Cloud Fairy for a moment.

The opponent was obviously well prepared. He took advantage of Gong Yang Huan's aura when he broke through a great realm, and called upon by the sound of golden drums. He ignored the barriers of the five domains in the identity of "body travel" and invaded here across space.

If not, the Five Realm Barrier would be able to stop the Eighth Transformation Cloud Immortal.

It is called the Five Realms Barrier, so it is naturally not so easy to cross. The Eighth Transformation Cloud Immortal can only swim here physically.

Even so, he could only extend one arm. "Another Eighth Turn Cloud Fairy." Liu Xun frowned. The Five Miao Goddess seized the Khan's Order while Guo Qingxue was away, angering an Eighth Turn Cloud Fairy. Now another strange Eighth Turn has invaded the cave heaven. When did Eighth Turn appear so frequently?
The owner of that hand resisted the grinding force of the stone bowl Dao treasure and laughed loudly: "You think a seven-turn Dao treasure can stop me?"

The hand clenched into a fist and smashed hard on the stone bowl. The powerful force caused the stone bowl to fly several meters away.

The Eight-Turn Cloud Immortal waved his hand towards the wishing tree, and an illusory giant hand made of immortal energy covered the entire wishing tree. He actually wanted to take away the entire wishing tree full of inheritance.

Meng Po turned around and appeared on the top of the wishing tree. The inheritance light balls hanging on the branches and trunks swayed.

Wisps of mysterious aura floated out from the ball of light, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.

A huge formation then arose, which actually destroyed the Xianyuan hand.

The Eighth Rank Cloud Immortal exclaimed, and seemed to be interested in the formation: "What kind of formation is this?"

Meng Po did not answer him, but set up a formation to meet the hand of the Eight-Turn Cloud Immortal.

“It’s better not to say anything. It’s just a small formation. If you were an Eighth-Rank Cloud Immortal, I would have to give way to you. Unfortunately, you are just a cave spirit.” The faceless Eighth-Rank Cloud Immortal sneered.

"open!"

The immortal energy is like a mountain pressing down, and one punch is enough to smash through a hundred thousand mountains.

This is the ultimate force, which can break everything with force. With one punch, everything is gone.

If there is someone who can understand the power of the Eight-Turn Cloud Immortal, he will definitely be able to see the shadow of strength and earthiness in this punch.

This eighth-turn cultivator practiced the ways of strength and earth. His attacks were as heavy as mountains, and his punches were like the collision of stars.

Faced with such a powerful punch, Meng Po remained calm. She sighed, not expecting that the backup plan left by her original body would actually have to be used.

Meng Po stared straight at the fist that blocked the sky above the cave, stretched out her hands, and the turbid yellow river under the stone bridge began to flow backwards.

The sound of the river water flowing back is like the footsteps of a giant beast, which gradually makes people feel that their hearts are being oppressed.

Three endless forks rose up from the sky and hit the fist of Eight-Turn Yunxian.

With a loud bang, the entire cave shook violently, as if it would fall apart in the next moment.

Liu Xun cried out inwardly that it was not good. The momentum of this fight might affect him and his life might be in danger.

He immediately pulled Su Huan up, jumped off the stone bridge, and jumped into the bridge arch.

There was no question of being in a mess at this moment. Seeing Liu Xun's actions, the others also did the same, using the Stone Bridge Dao Bao to protect themselves.

This piece of sky and earth was instantly filled with a dazzling dim light, and it was impossible to see what was happening above.

When the deafening sound gradually subsided, a clear and pleasant female voice sounded: "Speak to the mountain ghost about the affairs of marriage in the world!"

That was not Meng Po's voice.

The Eight-turn Cloud Fairy seemed to have failed in his attack and snorted angrily: "I didn't expect that the Five Miao Goddess still had a trick up her sleeve!"

Liu Xun and others were puzzled by what they heard, wondering if that voice was that of the Five Miao Goddesses.

They have no way of knowing the secrets hidden in it.

"Since you're here, then stay." The female voice was gentle, without a trace of worldly air.

The Eight-turn Cloud Immortal sneered: "It's just the reverence of a dead man, and you dare to boast like this?"

Everyone is at the eighth level, and the Goddess of the Five Miao Goddess has been dead for so many years. The latecomers have gained the upper hand. The Eighth Level Yunxian does not believe that the worship of the Goddess of the Five Miao Goddess can cause any big waves.

He doesn't have the habit of respecting his predecessors.

If one punch doesn’t work, try again.

“That tree must be the transformation of your soul. The Eight-Turn Dao Treasure can indeed stop me, but the inheritance on it can’t stop me!” The Eight-Turn Yunxian smiled cunningly.

There was another loud bang, and the cave shook.

Liu Xun and others almost fell into the muddy yellow river from the stone bridge.

When things calmed down, they saw balls of light scattered all over the sky falling down, and some of them even headed directly towards the stone bridge.

(End of this chapter)