Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 652 Taking action one after another
When we reached the top of the mountain, it started to rain.

The sound rises loudly and dissipates with the wind, accompanied by the rustling sound of autumn rain blowing through the mountains and forests, making the feeling even more bleak and lonely.

Zhao Tianhe was dressed in a red cloud-like Taoist robe and looked handsome and elegant. Upon hearing this, his expression darkened, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He looked at Chen Mu who had landed in front of the hall and snorted coldly:
"What a boast! You're just a small cultivator from Beiyuan. Just because you've been praised as a genius, you've become so arrogant! Well, today I'll let you see the vast difference between Zhongzhou and Beiyuan!"

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and was about to move forward to cast a spell, but before he could actually move forward, he was stopped by a gray-haired middle-aged monk next to him.

This person is a late-stage cultivator of Piaomiao Taoist Temple. His Taoist name is Tunyun. He is unknown in Zhongzhou and there are not many rumors about him.

But since I have been selected by the sect to participate in such a grand event, I think it shouldn’t be too bad.

Zhao Tianhe frowned and asked in confusion, "Brother, why are you stopping me?"

Tunyun did not respond, and even Chen Mu did not even glance at him. He only cast his gaze on Sun Zhiyan who followed him and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist, please think carefully. It's not easy for Er Beiyuan to get here. Do you really have to act on impulse?"

After he finished speaking, a Taoist priest in a white robe with a gourd on his waist appeared beside him. It was the Taoist priest Chixi who had seriously injured Lihuo last time.

Unlike the calm temperament of Taoist Tunyun, although he has been practicing Taoism for three or four hundred years, he rarely encounters rivals because of his powerful Taoist skills and noble status, so he is very arrogant.

He sneered and shouted rudely, "If you retreat now, we can spare your lives. Otherwise, if we start a fight, there will be no stopping!"

Having already decided to take action, Sun Zhiyan naturally didn't hesitate. Furthermore, Taoist Chixi looked down on Beiyuan so much that even he felt a hint of anger. So, he smiled and said, "How could you know that challenging you wasn't a carefully considered decision?"

Hearing this, Taoist Tunyun's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Since fellow Taoist is stubborn and refuses to change, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a shout, he waved his hand and released thick mist from his sleeves. The mist was like a surging sea tide, as if there was something hidden in it. In just a few breaths, it dyed the sky within a thousand feet.

"The technique of trapping the sky and locking the earth."

Chen Mu's mind moved. As he held the Twelve Dragon Bird Immortal Demon Killing Sword, he was naturally familiar with this kind of Taoist magic.

Taoist Swallowing Cloud immediately locked up the world, seemingly extremely confident in his own side. Besides securing victory, he wasn't prepared to let Chen Mu and the others escape unscathed...

"Just to my liking..."

He sneered in his heart, and just shook his shoulders, and a series of sharp swords of black water shot out and headed straight for Zhao Tianhe in front of him.

Ever since he mastered the essence of the great way of water, each of his moves could contain the rhythm of the Tao. Just like the water sword he was wielding now, it had magical power at his fingertips.

Zhao Tianhe had long since lost control of his anger. Seeing this, he was not surprised but delighted. He shouted loudly, "How dare a tiny light like you compete with the sun for glory?"

As soon as he thought of it, a streak of fire rose from his robe and spread to his whole body in an instant. The red light and white wind flowed and fluttered, brilliant and dazzling.

Just as the water sword came within a hundred feet, blazing rays of light flew out, absorbing it completely and stirring up water vapor all over the sky, which rose into the sky.

At the same time, Sun Zhiyan also started fighting with Taoist Tunyun.

Both of them were in the late Nascent Soul stage. With the stimulation of their magic power, the Nascent Soul leaped out, and the noise they created for a moment was even more deafening than what happened here with Chen Mu!

Taoist Tianxing couldn't stay any longer. He looked at Taoist Chixi opposite him, smiled coldly, turned around and said to Taoist Xuancheng:
"Due to the rules, we can't all attack. Fellow Daoist, please stand aside and scout the enemy. If the old man dies, you can move forward and make up for him!"

Taoist Xuancheng nodded heavily and replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist. Beiyuan's fate depends on this battle. If you are truly defeated, I will stop this man even if it means sacrificing my own life to buy time for the other two Daoists!" Tianxing was reassured when he heard this and said slowly, "For Beiyuan, let's work together..."

After he finished speaking, a breeze rose from his feet, carrying him up as he rushed towards Taoist Chixi to kill him!
In an instant, three battles broke out at the same time, and the rolling waves swept like a hurricane, spreading across thousands of mountains in an instant.

And it wasn't just them, Southern Xinjiang was also fighting with the Huai'an Yang family.

Hua Meimei, Ao Yin and Yuan Gao worked together, and the demonic energy broke through the clouds, almost making a big hole in the sky.

The Huai'an Yang family is one of the twenty-seven clans in Zhongzhou, and is the best in the world in controlling insects.

Facing the simultaneous attack of three people, he showed no panic at all. He just opened the locust wood coffin on his back, and an endless stream of insects and beasts flew out, spreading out in a black mass with an unprecedented momentum!

However, compared to these unorthodox techniques, the thousands of cultivators present still wanted to see the mysterious Taoist techniques of Piaomiao Taoist Temple, so most of them cast their eyes on Piaomiao.

However, due to the limitations of Taoist Tunyun's magic of trapping the sky and locking the earth, thousands of cultivators could only see the thousand-foot-high leaden cloud in the sky, but could no longer see the human figures inside it. They could only sense the rolling waves emanating from it.

Not to mention them, even some Nascent Soul cultivators would not be able to see through it.

In front of Yuanqing Hall, Luo Zhen raised his hand and released several spiritual rays that landed on the foreheads of his disciples. He then said, not forgetting Yang Cheng beside him, "Fighting at this level is rare. You should cherish this opportunity and see if you can gain any insights."

After Ducheng bowed in agreement, he immediately saw the situation within the clouds clearly.

Looking at the glint of light in the water, he nodded slightly and said to Yang Cheng beside him, "Brother Yang, what do you think of Fellow Daoist Chen's chances of winning?"

Yang Cheng stroked his chin and watched for a moment before slowly saying, "Fellow Daoist Chen's water skills are quite impressive, and his Nascent Soul is at least at the seventh level. Even if he can't defeat Zhao Tianhe, it shouldn't be a disastrous loss."

Seeing that he was being so tactful, Dudu laughed loudly and said, "Brother Yang, are you not optimistic about Fellow Daoist Chen's victory?"

Yang Cheng didn't act coy and nodded, saying, "Although Zhao Tianhe is not as good as Brother Cheng, he has mastered the Taoist art of 'Red Cloud Sky Fire'.

This Taoist technique is of extremely high quality. Even among my Pure Yang Heavenly Dao techniques, there are not many that can rival it. It is truly beyond the ability of Daoist Fellow Chen to handle..."

After he finished speaking, he noticed something strange in his expression. His heart skipped a beat and he glared at him, "Could it be that Brother Cheng thinks Fellow Daoist Chen can win?"

Dudu smiled slightly and nodded.

"Why do you think so?" Yang Cheng frowned.

"Feeling." Dudu murmured, "My feeling..."

While the two were talking, the late-stage cultivators from various sects also used their skills to allow their own disciples to watch the battle.

And Chen Mu, the cultivator from Beiyuan, also entered the eyes of the geniuses of various sects for the first time...

"With strong magical powers and solid foundation, it is not easy to cultivate to such a level in Beiyuan." Tao Xianxu said from the Black and White Taoist Palace.

Fairy Yaoguang also raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why do I feel that his water magic seems to be more than just this..."

(End of this chapter)