Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 408: The Jiao transforms into a blue dragon, transcending the mortal world and ascending to heaven!
As Wu Yunzi's voice fell, five figures, two Dongxuan and three Longxiang realm masters, flew up in front of the hall, and the sword light and thunder merged.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect is not only the Sword Sect, it also has the Thunder Sect!
Sword light and thunder swirled, spanning a hundred miles in an instant.

"boom--"

Lightning flashed and struck Zhang Yuan, who was standing on the crest of a hundred-foot wave, directly from hundreds of miles away!

Thunder!

In the world of cultivation, whether it is immortals, demons, Buddhas or devils, they are all constantly accumulating strength. When the time comes for qualitative change, they will use external forces to temper them.

The most powerful force of this tempering force is thunder.

When thunder roared across the sky, the expressions of the practitioners on both sides of the river changed.

Such power is naturally frightening.

"Hmph, the way of thunder." Feng Qingyue, the elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect, narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of several sect elites beside him.

For practitioners of the magic path, the most restraining power of the immortal path is the power of thunder.

Pure yang is strong and powerful, and can best break down yin and coldness.

"Can Zhang Juzheng stop it..."

When the thunder struck, this thought came to many people's minds.

This is Thunder!

"Qingyun Immortal Sect, we can't afford to play with it." Meng Haoran's face darkened slightly.

Zhang Yuan challenged the Qingyun Immortal Sect with swordsmanship. They had been sparring with swordsmanship all the way. The methods and combat power he displayed were an inspiration to swordsmanship practitioners.

The sword art inheritance of the Qingyun Immortal Sect is the best in Qingtian Continent, and they should have competed with Zhang Yuan in sword art.

But at this time, the Qingyun Immortal Sect used thunder to block Zhang Yuan, which was clearly a case of bullying the weak.

Is this clearly an attempt to use power to bully others and look down on the four major academies?
"boom--"

A bolt of lightning struck Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan, standing at the forefront of the tide, was wrapped in lightning.

His body and the water in the river beneath his feet were pierced and surrounded by lightning.

"Pity……"

"The Qingyun Immortal Sect has a deep foundation and cannot be easily provoked."

Seeing Zhang Yuan being enveloped by lightning, countless people whispered with regret.

With the dominance of thunder, Zhang Yuan must be unable to resist at this time.

His forward momentum will inevitably be cut off.

Zhang Juzheng lost this round.

Of course, these are all speculations from outsiders.

Zhang Yuan was actually doing very well at this time.

It’s not just good, it’s very good.

The power of thunder penetrates the body and flows through the tendons and bones.

His body and bones had already been tempered to the extreme, and now he felt like he had improved further.

In the dantian, the dragon ball, golden elixir, and relic are all desperately trying to snatch the thunder power that penetrates the body.

Even the mighty power condensed on Qingtian Continent was being rapidly tempered, showing signs of entering the Grandmaster level.

Zhang Yuan's Confucianism and Taoism began with painting, but he did not accumulate great power. Even though his painting skills were such that he could depict a fantasy world with profound power, he was not a true master of Confucianism and Taoism.

If he could reach the Grandmaster level with the mighty power of Confucianism and Taoism, his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation would probably rise rapidly.

not enough.

The power of thunder is still not enough.

Feeling the transformation and sublimation of the power in his body, Zhang Yuan felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

If I had known that the Qingyun Immortal Sect had such a good thunder hospitality, why would I have slowed down along the way just to be hit by a few more sword lightnings from Xun Lin?
The Qingyun Immortal Sect is the real expert at playing with thunder...

"boom--"

"boom--"

The second, the third, and countless bolts of lightning penetrated the clouds and surrounded Zhang Yuan's body above the waves.

Zhang Yuan's own body and the surging waves were surrounded by lightning.

Such a scene made countless people feel a chill down their spines.

"He's the leader of the immortal ways after all." Someone paused slightly, his expression changing. "Can't get through?" Xun Lin clenched his sword.

"Om-"

In front, the sword light vibrated and circled above the sky, waiting for the lightning to dissipate before it would strike down with a sky-shattering blow.

This is the true strength revealed by the Qingyun Immortal Sect!
"Does the Qingyun Immortal Sect really want to fight you, Master?" Meng Haoran slowly pressed down on the hilt of the sword.

The Master narrowed his eyes, the light and shadow in them deep and lively.

"Wu Yunzi has discovered my arrival, so he forced me to show myself."

"If Zhang Juzheng doesn't even have the qualifications to walk to the gate of Qingyun Immortal Sect, even if I take action, I can only take Zhang Juzheng away. There is no way I can fight him, Wuyunzi."

Meng Haoran nodded, rubbing his palm on the hilt of the sword, and a faint sword intent condensed in his body.

Just as the Master said, only when Zhang Juzheng arrived at Qingyun Mountain and was injured or defeated in the battle with the Qingyun Immortal Sect, could the Master take action and fight against the Qingyun Immortal Sect on behalf of his own disciples.

If Zhang Juzheng had not been able to reach the gate of Qingyun Immortal Sect, it would have been meaningless for the Master to take action.

You don't even have the strength to come to the mountain gate, and you still want justice?
This was Wu Yunzi's plan before, but unfortunately Zhang Yuan broke through three hundred armors and killed twelve sword demons with one sword, leaving all parties at a loss, and Qingyun Immortal Sect was unable to cope for a while.

No one wants to die.

But this time it's different.

Qingyun Mountain is in sight, and all the powerful men from the sect are out.

Whoever can stop Zhang Juzheng from going to Qingyun Mountain will not only enjoy a high status in the sect, but will also become famous throughout the world because of this matter.

"He, Master Zhang is still moving forward!"

Someone exclaimed on the river bank.

Still moving forward.

Even though the waves were covered by lightning and his body was shrouded by thunderclouds, the momentum gathered by Zhang Yuan still did not collapse.

His pace did not slow down at all.

"This is what a swordsman should be like. Even when faced with thunderbolts, his determination remains undimmed!"

"Even if Master Zhang dies here today, his tenacity and sharp swordsmanship will surely influence the world!"

As the waves surged forward, the expressions of the practitioners watching on the river bank became more and more excited.

He who marches forward against the rolling thunder is a true swordsman!

Above the sky, the three elders of the Qingyun Immortal Sect who caused the thunder looked more and more solemn.

They felt that the thunder power they had gathered was weakening, weakening rapidly.

The three of them looked at each other, the golden runes in their hands flashed, and the lightning outside their bodies gathered again.

On the Qingyun Mountain in the distance, the light and shadow of thunder came with the clouds, and was pulled away, turning into a shadow a hundred times larger, and smashed down on Zhang Yuan's head again.

"boom--"

The waves finally broke.

Zhang Yuan, who was originally moving forward with the waves, finally stopped.

On the river bank, countless eyes stared at the waves that were slowly stopping, with regret in their eyes.

The momentum that Zhang Yuan had gathered was eventually interrupted.

"What was cut off was not only Zhang Juzheng's power, but also the power of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingtianzhou..." An old man in a green robe spoke softly, his words full of sighs.

"It's rare for him to achieve this. If he can get inspiration and temper himself from this failure, he will one day..." Meng Haoran paused.

On the river, the waves that seemed to be about to calm down were shaking.

"hold head high--"

The loud dragon roar echoed for thousands of miles.

The waves of the river turned into dragon scales!
The power of the dragon that controls the water veins, with the dragon ball as its basis, is tempered by thunder and finally turns into a long dragon at this moment!
The Jiao turns into a blue dragon, transcending the mortal world and ascending to heaven!
It's more than just the power of a water dragon. Outside of Zhang Yuan, who was standing on the crest of the tide, the mighty power at this moment emitted a golden light that even thunder could not cover.

"He, he's going through a tribulation..."

"Confucianism and Taoism are great. He wants to be purified by thunder and become a Confucian master!"

"Is he crazy? How dare he survive this catastrophe here and now?"

Countless people widened their eyes.

"Stop him." In front of the Qingyun Immortal Sect's main hall, Wu Yunzi shouted softly, and dozens of figures flew into the sky.
"Help Master Zhang overcome the calamity!" Someone shouted on the river bank, and countless figures gathered towards the waves.

"Master, the favor we have shown you today will be repaid by your White Deer Academy someday."

Meng Haoran, who was standing beside the Master, spoke lightly, took a step forward, and the sword light instantly illuminated the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles!

(End of this chapter)