The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Something's strange!?"

Feng Qingyue's heart sank, and a strong sense of unease welled up inside her.

"Pop!"

He immediately activated his Golden Core perception, scanning his surroundings like a radar, and instantly detected something unusual.

"Whoosh!"

He flashed backward like a gust of wind, simultaneously forming hand seals and uttering a cold shout—"Tranquility Technique!"

In an instant.

Centered on his dantian, ripples of righteous energy surged forth.

"Kiss kiss kiss..."

The ripples spread rapidly, forming a sturdy shield that instantly blocked the illusions before and in the mind.

However, although this shield is strong, it only protects a radius of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) around the outside of the body.

Because Feng Qingyue was distracted in defending against the opponent's vicious and despicable move, the tornado he controlled also weakened a bit.

"snort!"

Seeing that her plan had failed, Chi Lian suddenly lowered her body, concentrating all her demonic flames and energy into the soles of her feet.

"Hey!"

With a thunderous, cold shout.

With a sudden stomp of her feet, Chi Lian unleashed a burst of power from her body like a volcanic eruption, propelling her into the sky.

There was a loud "bang".

Chi Lian's extremely fast figure crashed into the wind wall like a cannonball.

The instant when blood and flesh flew everywhere.

That fellow actually broke free from the tornado's restraints, bursting out from the wind barrier like a ferocious beast.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Chi Lian landed, she pounced fiercely on Feng Qingyue.

Its speed was even faster than before.

Looking at the scene before me.

"Um!?"

Feng Qingyue instantly understood: "That guy's charm skill provides a speed boost within its range!"

His eyes were sharp as he stared intently at Chi Lian, his mind racing with various possible solutions.

Then his hands flew rapidly like butterflies flitting among flowers, while he muttered incantations.

In an instant, a powerful spiritual force gathered in his hand, forming a mysterious mark.

With a flick of the finger, the mark shot into the air with a "whoosh".

"Like a gentle spring breeze!"

Feng Qingyue shouted loudly, his voice echoing like a great bell at the summit.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A gentle breeze and light rain arrived in response.

This profound-level spell appears gentle, but it actually contains immense purifying power.

They are like a mother's gentle hand, softly caressing all things in the world. As soon as the evil ripples come into contact with them, they are purified and disappear without a trace.

But just as Feng Qingyue made her move...

The crimson figure, however, moved with astonishing speed, reaching within ten feet of him.

"Hey!"

The man's body suddenly stopped, as if frozen in place by an invisible force.

Then, his hands moved with lightning speed, forming hand seals and chanting a complex incantation, clearly trying to unleash some powerful secret technique in a race against time.

"Nervous! Nervous!"

Before the malevolent ripples could be completely purified, a sudden change occurred.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, the ripples were drawn by an invisible force and contracted rapidly at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye.

They were like springs compressed to their limit, suddenly converging on Crimson Fingers.

And at that very moment.

Suddenly, the man pointed his right hand into a sword shape and then swept it from left to right past his eyes in an instant.

"Evil eye!"

This profound-level spell is extremely insidious, often launching a surprise attack when the opponent is unprepared.

This spell can seduce, paralyze, control, and even kill targets directly; it is a powerful secret technique that is never passed on to outsiders within the demonic sect.

At this moment, the creature's eyes were wide open like copper bells, and its pupils were red and blue, making it look eerie and terrifying.

"Oh no!"

Feng Qingyue felt a sense of foreboding, and a strong sense of unease welled up in her heart.

His body felt as if it had been struck by an electric current, instantly becoming numb and completely unable to move.

He never imagined that a mere late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could simultaneously cultivate demonic techniques, possess so many demonic secret arts, and use them so skillfully.

At this moment, Feng Qingyue had fallen into an extremely passive situation.

On the other side...

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that Feng Qingyue was under the influence of the evil eye, Chi Lian moved like a ghost.

"Dragon's Sting!"

A roar and howl revealed boundless killing intent!

In an instant, the demonic flames on that guy's entire body condensed onto his sword finger.

"Click click click..."

Its terrifying demonic flame pressure seemed to tear the surrounding air apart.

"Die!"

This deadly move was so evil and vicious, like a ferocious venomous dragon.

At the critical moment.

"don't want!"

Ni Yongtang lunged forward, his face filled with terror and worry, repeatedly crying out, "No...no!"

However, how could she possibly keep up with her speed?

How could her strength possibly stop her?

In the blink of an eye.

With the poisonous dragon thorn almost within reach of Feng Qingyue, his life was hanging by a thread.

"You old lecher! Has your little brother caught up yet?"

A familiar angry shout suddenly entered Chi Lian's ears.

"who!?"

The man's body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, and he instantly stopped in his tracks.

After a brief period of suffocation.

"Ni Kun! Ni Kun!"

The man's body trembled violently, and his lower body involuntarily tightened.

"Ni Kun! Ni Kun..."

His hair was disheveled, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and he roared wildly, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws, "Ni Kun, damn Ni Kun... you come out here! Ni Kun... where are you hiding? Come out here right now..."

However, apart from Chi Lian's frantic roar echoing halfway up the mountain, the entire summit was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yes, Ni Kun did not make a move directly. He had a vague feeling that Chi Lian had a trump card that could contend with a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Therefore, he must ensure that his strike is a fatal one!

After all, Ni Kun is just a spirit, and if the surprise attack fails, he will be in an extremely passive position.

However, it was precisely because of his sudden intervention that Feng Qingyue was given a glimmer of hope.

Ni Kun shifted his gaze to Feng Qingyue, who was releasing the restrictions, and silently encouraged her, "Keep it up, force that guy to reveal his trump card!"

"call!"

Accompanied by a long exhale.

"Bang!"

Feng Qingyue's golden core suddenly erupted with an astonishing power, forcefully shaking off the hard control.

"very good!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes, as if facing a formidable enemy. This was the first time he had been so serious since they started fighting.

"die!"

He suddenly let out a furious roar, which exploded in the air like thunder.

"boom!"

His entire body seemed to be ignited with spiritual energy, instantly bursting into flames.

Until this moment.

Feng Qingyue's strength was only fully realized when she reached the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Hey!"

The spiritual energy surged forth like a monstrous wave, carrying unparalleled power, and crashed fiercely into its opponent.

"Ta-da..."

The man was thrown off balance by the surging spiritual energy and staggered backward.

He clearly hadn't expected his opponent to unleash such powerful combat strength, nor had he anticipated that Feng Qingyue would break free of the hard control so quickly.

It's too late to say.

"Whoosh!"

But then Feng Qingyue raised both arms as if soaring upwards, and with a wave of her hands, she stirred up the momentum of a great river, and uttered a death sentence.

"Earth-Rank Spell - Summoning Wind and Rain!"