"prick……"

The whisk in the palm of Qingwei was absorbed into the red-skinned gourd in the blink of an eye. The gourd spiritual treasure in the palm of Fulin Sect was destroyed by the red light several times. With the "sizzling" sound, the whisk silk suddenly burned quickly, but in the blink of an eye, it stretched towards the Qingwei Taoist.

Seeing this, Xu Xing's face showed a worried look and did not dare to distract him at all.

"disease!"

Qingwei Taoist's face was unafraid. Suddenly, a little cold light flashed in the whisk in his palm. The whisk and a figure suddenly hung in the air. A peach wood sword flashed and pierced the neck of Taoist Fulin Zong.

In the flash, the short and fat Taoist was sniffed again. The wooden sword pierced the vast void and advanced to the throat of the short and fat Taoist. With the "puff" sound, the short and fat Taoist covered his throat and stared wide, as if incredible.

"The sword is hidden in the whisk, and the sword is shadowless, and there are even some magical magic powers added?" Xu Xing's expression paused slightly and murmured, "The magical magic powers of Laoshan are already above Yunmiao Palace."

The shadow of the Taoist Qingwei dissipated faintly. With a move, the whisk fell back into his palm, and the peach wood sword flashed and disappeared.

Jinse's eyes moved slightly, and she said thoughtfully: "If Master Qingwei uses this sword again, it may not be good."

"It is not necessarily true that the illusion method is impermanent. Perhaps the Taoist Fulin Sect was swept three times by Master Qingwei's whisk, covering his perception. If it is next time, the sword can be hidden in the whisk or elsewhere." Xu Xing's eyes looked at him. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was not only as simple as the magical power of the illusion method, but also slightly misaligned in time. After all, no matter how real the illusion is, he cannot easily deceive the perception of the divine thought of a true master of the soul.

When Jinse heard this, she thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "What Shenzhi said is good."

After the Qingwei Taoist killed Fulin Daozong, he did not stay much, but returned to the Laoshan Fei Pavilion and sat down again. He looked as if nothing had happened, which caused several true lords in Laoshan to look at each other and nodded frequently.

"But in a moment, I killed the enemy and returned. It's hard to imagine that Taoist priest had just broken through the Yuanshen realm for a while." Xu Xing sent a voice, his tone clearly exclaimed, and his words were not entirely a compliment.

The Taoist Qingwei smiled and mentioned, "Fellow Daoist Xu doesn't know that the battle of the soul realm is not only a competition of magic power, but also a confrontation and deduction of divine will. You see, life and death are only divided into one moment, but I don't know how many times I have calculated it in my divine thoughts. It's a pity that Taoist Fulin Sect only knows how many times he relies on magical treasures, but does not observe the mystery of his own soul. Even if others end up, the same ending will be the same."

When Xu Xing heard this, he was silent for a moment and knew that the divine thoughts were very mysterious. The celestial immortals could even derive a clear energy and become a clone. This was much easier than placing spiritual treasures as an incarnation outside the body.

After the Taoist opened the Heavenly Gate, spiritual awareness, which is the so-called sixth sense that ordinary people call it, becomes spiritual consciousness. However, only the Taoist primordial spirit true king can the spiritual consciousness become thoughts, and the thoughts are crystal clear as jade. When they gather, they become gods, and when they disperse, they become fog.

Afterwards, the Yin God needs to use thunder water or pure yang spirits to quench the Yin dregs, and gradually create the Yang God. Of course, the thunder from the world can also be used, but the thunder is manic, so some Yang God True Lords and Heavenly Immortals from the Immortal Sect, for their disciples, go to heaven to take thunder and turn them into thunder water with secret methods.

"These are still far from me, and the golden elixir is another threshold that is difficult to cross." Xu Xing thought secretly.

The method of the method reaches the golden elixir, the golden elixir reaches the Yin God, the Yang God reaches the Heavenly Immortal... For many people in the Immortal Path, every threshold may become a natural barrier.

At this time, the sword fighting on the magic platform also passed one after another. As Qingwei Taoist said, the battle between the Yuanshen True Lord was much faster than that of the Jindan True Man Realm.

At most two quarters of an hour, life and death will be divided into two parts.

Shenxiao, Tianshi Mansion, Maoshan and Laoshan each produced two Yinshen True Lords, and the second Shandaoist in Laoshan who fought faced the patriarch of the walrus tribe. After a hard battle, he returned home in wounds.

The other families, Maoshan and Shenxiao, each of them had a Yuanshen True Lord. Only the Tianshi Mansion was unlucky. Unfortunately, they met Lu Youchen from Fuyang Sword Sect. Lu Youchen did not rest. They fought several times and killed two Yinshen True Lords, a man and a woman, one after another, and the two Yinshen True Lords seemed to be a pair of Taoist couples.

After Lu You killed the two, he turned his gloomy eyes to the Feige of Laoshan, and his intentions were obvious without asking.

Seeing that two true lords died suddenly, Zhang Jing, a contemporary Tianshi Mansion, was a middle-aged Taoist. His face changed drastically at this time, and he was filled with annoyance. However, his eyes changed for a long time, and he finally sighed.

Seeing Xu Xing's face strange expression, Jinse explained in a low voice: "Zhang Jing, a contemporary Tianshi Mansion, was of average qualifications. When he was granted the title of Tianshi Master by Zhou Ting, he was only a Yin God. Later, with the pure Yang Spiritual Things given by Zhou Ting, he broke through the Yang God. I guess this one is probably going to admit defeat in the next battle between Yangshen True Lord."

Seeing Xu Xing's face showing interest, Jinse sent a message to him: "The Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Master of Heavenly Master have generally cultivated to the realm of Heavenly Immortality, which is also the origin of the Heavenly Master. As for the Yuanshen True Lord, they are generally called Earth Master, and the Jindan is called human master. Zhang Jing's father, the previous Heavenly Master, died in the Qianyuan period of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhang Jing was still practicing Yinshen Dao, but the Heavenly Master Mansion has always been a private land of the Zhang clan and was granted by the Zhou court. However, the Heavenly Master Mansion was passed down from father and son of the Heavenly Master Mansion. How can Zhang Jing say that he is a human being? He may be more content with the status quo."

"Guardian Dog?" Xu Xing couldn't help but think of an appropriate word.

Jinse couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were waiting for him, and he smiled and said, "Shenzhi, why is Zhang Jing also a true king of Yangshen? It's not good to say this in the end... However, the Emperor seems to have said this before."

"Just just jokes," Xu Xing said: "The inheritance of the Heavenly Master Mansion has not been lost until now, and it may not be as content with the status quo as this. Otherwise, why would the previous generation of Heavenly Master fall?"

Jinse Yuying smiled, her eyes were filled with deep thoughts, and she said with a clear voice: "That's right, Fu Yang's sects are all strange people, but they have experienced the danger of losing the Taoist throne several times... Now this Gu Shifang is out again, and he is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

The two of them said with emotion that the fighting sword in the Yinshen realm on the Dharma Platform gradually came to an end. Five elders from the fifth halls of Qingyang Palace all came out, but three of them were defeated by the hands of the True Lord of the Ninth Hall of Fuyang Sword Sect.

Finally, an elder of the Jumang Palace actually admitted defeat under the Qingxuzi sword of Fuyang Sword Sect.

At that time, the national teacher Liu Ji's face turned pale, and the railings he was holding were crushed into powder by him, but he didn't say anything else. He just glanced at the already restless Lord of the Jumang Palace, and said that he would let the shameful elder go down.

"There is a great horror between life and death." Xu Xing sighed, and if he couldn't win, he would die. Although he was generous and heroic, he could easily get it. How many people could accept it calmly.

"This Qingxuzi can obviously kill him with one sword, but he deliberately destroyed his heart of Taoism." Jinse's bright eyes flashed and said with a faint voice: "Of course, the Taoist heart of the True Lord of the Yuanshen is already flawed."
Chapter completed!