Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 655: Long Brewing
People from all over the world come together to compete for the fragrance, so they should advance and retreat together.

This is the future True Lord of the East China Sea. Otherwise, Chi Xiao would be under even greater pressure!

But even so, True Lord Chi Xiao's expression darkened, and he was forced to calm down. He said in a deep voice: "I spoke carelessly and did not intend to involve you two fellow Taoists."

After calming the two, he turned to Pingyang and shouted, "I know that casualties are inevitable in a fight, but that brat is clearly deliberately humiliating my Piaomiao Taoist Temple. If you don't give me an explanation, don't blame me for being rude!"

He calmed down a bit and found an opportunity to ask a question, but Pingyang Zhenjun was not happy again. He threw his sleeves, stood up immediately, and said in a cold voice:

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you don't agree, you can fight me!"

True Lord Chi Xiao was stunned for a moment, but then he became even more furious, practically shouting, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his voice and a surging spiritual tide came like a mountain or sea.

True Lord Pingyang remained unmoved. He just fixed his eyes, and a shadow of a huge sun rose faintly behind him. Under the dazzling light, all the spiritual tides of the mountains and seas were suppressed and motionless.

Although there were restrictions in the Cloud Palace to block the fluctuations, the two True Lords showed their power, and it was inevitable that some of it would leak out.

On the summit of Daoshi Mountain, thousands of cultivators seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the clouds above...

"Alright, alright, both of you take a seat first."

At the critical moment, it was True Lord Han Yuan of the Qingxu Immortal Mansion who acted as the good guy again. He smiled and waved his hand, and the momentum of the two men was eliminated.

This move was so effortless that many True Lords' eyes flashed and thoughts began to arise in their minds.

Han Yuanzi seemed not to notice and chuckled, "The current dispute hasn't ended yet, but you ancestors have already started arguing. If outsiders saw this, wouldn't it be a joke?
In my opinion, if you two have done something dirty, you can wait until this matter is over and then settle it privately somewhere else. It is better than losing your composure in front of us, right?
Fellow Daoist Pingyang, Fellow Daoist Chixiao, do you agree with this logic?

Upon hearing this, Master Pingyang smiled slightly, bowed in return, and without saying much, waved his sleeves and sat down.

True Lord Chixiao thought to himself, "I've heard Pingyang is quite capable in combat. Why should I fight him alone? Once this matter is resolved, I can ask my fellow disciples to join me in settling the score..."

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and sat down again.

The tense atmosphere in the field eased, and everyone smiled secretly, turning their gazes towards the top of the mountain...

At this time, Taoist Chixi had already started fighting with Chen Mu and Taoist Tianxing.

And he lived up to his reputation. He had a hundred tricks in one gourd, the most powerful of which was naturally the Taoist magic of "Red Fire Stream Rain".

This was the first time Chen Mu had seen such a wonderful idea of ​​nurturing Taoist magic seals within a spiritual treasure.

"This person is indeed extraordinary..."

Chen Mu raised one eyebrow, thinking that with the two Taoist techniques he had displayed so far, plus the Taoist Tianxing, it would be difficult to pose a fatal threat to him.

"It seems that I really need to learn another Taoist technique..."

His thoughts raced, and he gradually formed a plan in his mind.

On the other hand, Taoist Chixi became more and more frightened as the fight went on.

After they actually fought, he found that Chen Mu was different from all the Beiyuan cultivators he had met. Although he was only in the early Nascent Soul stage, he always gave him an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.

He had only experienced this same feeling when facing top prodigies like Tao Xianxu...

His previous fighting experience made him put aside his arrogance and devote himself to this battle wholeheartedly.

Everyone in the world believed that he had reached his current position thanks to the magical treasures in his hands and the excellent Taoist skills he inherited.

In fact, this is not the case. A big part of the reason is that he can control his emotions very well.

I won't be careless just because the enemy is weak, nor will I be afraid just because the opponent's realm is higher than mine...

"disease!"

He gave a cold shout, and the gourd rose instantly. The next moment, a clear sound was heard, and a flash of sword light flashed across the sky, dispersing the sea of ​​clouds, as if the sky itself had been torn apart.

Taoist Tianxing was the first to be hit. Seeing this, he quickly swung his whisk, and thousands of dust threads extended forward like spirit snakes.

However, he was no match for Taoist Chixi, and the whisk in his hand was not a magic treasure, so how could he block the sword light in the gourd?
In just a moment, all the dust threads broke, and Taoist Tianxing staggered and almost fell into the clouds.

When he lifted up the whisk, he saw that the dust strands at the end had been completely broken off and turned into ashes.

"so smart!"

He cursed inwardly and his eyes twitched, but he also knew that Chen Mu was right behind him. As an ancestor and elder, how could he leave most of the pressure to the younger generation?

So he could only put away the whisk, grit his teeth and push forward again.

He just made seals with his hands and suddenly shouted, and immediately a gust of clear wind blew around his body, his robe fluttered, and his white hair flew. If you put aside the fighting, he really did have a sense of immortality.

The next moment, the sky turned bright blue, and a powerful gust of wind rushed out and swept forward.

It was the Fuyao Qingxuanfeng that he had been immersed in for a hundred years!
This wind can dissolve and disintegrate the spiritual power as long as it hits the precious light of the cultivator. Even if it encounters a spiritual treasure, it will sway and be bound in the eye of the wind.

The sword light didn't go far before it let out a mournful whine and the ice melted away.

Taoist Chixi saw the whistling sound coming, but he was not panicked. He raised his hand and slapped the red-patterned gourd again. There was a sound of dripping water, and suddenly a red rain began to fall from the sky.

When the two suddenly come into contact, the breeze can still sweep for a while, but before long, the wind becomes intermittent and no longer has the smooth feeling just now.

When the Wind Method loses its fluidity, it's like a sword losing its edge, no longer possessing the power to kill...

Taoist Tianxing's face changed, and he wanted to change his tactics and fight again, but at this time the rain had already fallen a hundred feet above the top.

Fortunately, Chen Mu was right behind him, ready to lend a hand when Tianxing cast the spell.

His body shook, and the water-colored light slowly rose like a sky, with drops of rain falling on it, splashing ripples.

Feeling the magic power in his body being depleted like a dam bursting, Chen Mu was secretly shocked.

"Red Fire Stream Rain" is also an excellent Taoist technique, and Chixi has been immersed in it for a long time. Coupled with the middle stage, its power is extremely strong.

Even if he used Lingshu Qingyuan to resist, it would not be an easy task.

Taoist Chixi seemed to have noticed something and finally laughed out loud, saying sarcastically, "I thought you were special, but now it seems that you are no different from the Taoist Lihuo from before!"

Although he said so, he did not relax at all. Instead, he quietly increased his strength, not giving Chen Mu and the others any chance to breathe.

Hearing him talking about Lihuo, Taoist Tianxing glared at him and was about to curse, but he saw Chen Mu take the lead.

He just looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. The clouds above his head shook, and he rushed into the sky with a bang. When he reached the top of the sky, he stopped his momentum, and then spread out. Soon, he turned into a cloud of ten thousand feet.

Originally, it was raindrops falling on the water, but now it was filled with silver air, in which you could faintly see flashes of lightning and rumbling sounds.

The movement was very similar to that of a heavenly calamity, causing the faces of thousands of cultivators below to change and they all looked up.

Ao Yi did not participate in the fight, but was staring at Chen Mu. Seeing this situation, he smiled quietly.

Luo Zhen and other late-stage cultivators stared in amazement, wondering, "Is this... Dragon Palace Thunder Technique?"

Tao Xianxu also had a stern look on his face. He was a disciple of the Black and White Taoist Palace, so naturally he had seen Ao Yi perform the Dragon Palace Thunder Technique before.

Now that he recognized this strange phenomenon, he knew that this attack must have been brewing for a long time. If it were to land, it would be earth-shattering and could not be easily resisted.

"Piaomiao Taoist Temple...is about to be finished..."

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(End of this chapter)