Chapter 1299: Raising Your Hand Is Dharma, Lowering Your Hand Is Power

Although the Qinglin transformed by the Qi of Qingmu cannot reach the level of a living dead, the flesh and white bones are more than enough. The monk was attacked by ghosts, but as long as he was still alive, his injuries were quickly repaired in the rain of blue rain.

Most of those ghosts had been strangled by thick vines, and the few that were still alive were tied like rice dumplings and could no longer move.

The monks from the Lengxing Realm almost lost their lives watching the excitement. At this time, they were so regretful that their intestines turned green. They resented the Demon Lord for betting on them, but they did not dare to reveal anything. They could only place their hopes on another Mahayana. senior.

The man had his back to them, standing as tall and proud as a bamboo. The falling green rain gradually turned into white clouds, as misty as a fairy, and as peaceful as a dreamland.

Shengyu, one of Liu Qinghuan's Dao realms, a large area nearby was shrouded in it.

Outside the realm of life, there is a lonely land with flying dust and no life.

"It depends on how long you can protect them!" Tu Shang said indifferently, raising the bone staff in his hand high, leaving a mysterious trajectory in the air.

Then he saw huge gray waves coming over him one after another, but the habitat where Liu Qinghuan was located was like a lonely island in the sea, withstanding the violent impact of waves, constantly encroaching on the territory, and the range became smaller and smaller. .

Liu Qinghuan became more and more determined, but the other party didn't know what to think. He actually wanted to use the art of the Great Dao to suppress him. In addition, his cultivation level was two levels higher than his, so he must have a deeper understanding of the laws of heaven than him, so he became even more unscrupulous.

Liu Qinghuan felt a wisp of dark law power fall on him, as light as a goose feather and as heavy as a mountain. And the white mist behind him flowed slower and slower, gradually becoming stagnant.

The Great Nirvana Technique, life and death are both peaceful and peaceful.

Liu Qinghuan's back arched slightly as if he was under tremendous pressure. Seeing this, Tu Shang showed excitement: "Didn't the rumors say that your Taoist skills are extremely powerful, but now it seems that they are just mediocre. What about your great cause and effect technique?" , I heard that you can also attract the immortal thunder?"

Liu Qinghuan raised her head slightly and asked, "Do you want to see it?"

Tu Shang opened his mouth to answer, but hesitated before the words came out.

I want the fairy thunder summoned by the opponent in the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors to directly kill a god and demon. His head does not seem to be as hard as the gods and demons, so it is better to be cautious.

"So I don't have the guts!" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sneered, handed the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen to his left hand, stood up straight under the weight of the power of the law, and his skin gradually turned golden red: "Unfortunately, I don't want to use the thunder technique today, you I’m afraid I won’t be able to see the power of the Immortal Thunder…”

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to explore the void. The silver-black gun body suddenly appeared, and the extremely ferocious aura roared like a dragon coming out of the gate. Deep blood marks appeared out of thin air, just like some... Nothingness is torn apart.

The heavy pressure on Liu Qinghuan's back suddenly eased. Under Tu Shang's surprised gaze, his whole body emitted a blazing light, and a black and white lotus appeared under his feet.

He looked down at the flower, then raised his feet, walked out of the realm of life where he was forced to retreat, and stepped into the desolate realm of silence.

Tu Shang didn't know what he wanted to do, but since the other party took the initiative to come to his door, he naturally wouldn't be polite. He raised his hand and the gray energy in the sky rolled towards Liu Qinghuan.

But I saw a drop of ink dripping from the tip of the Qianqiu Samsara pen, turning into a blooming lotus, falling lightly, but like a huge stone falling into the water, the dust was scattered everywhere. Liu Qinghuan landed on the rosette with one step, and the immortal-killing spear in his hand was raised. Get up and chop down hard!

"Boom!" The dust in his eyes was annihilated under the body of the gun. He was extremely arrogant and used violence to carve a path through the opponent's realm.

"Dual cultivation of Taoism and body cultivation!" Tu Shang's face changed slightly: "Have you integrated Taoism and physical cultivation into one?"

Liu Qinghuan was busy opening a path, but still took the time to reply: "It's not considered integration, it's just an attempt."

Although it was an attempt, every time he took a step, a lotus flower would grow under his feet. The rosette would open up the surging gray energy, and the lotus petals would spin rapidly, and streaks of black and white energy would fly out, and he would clear the way with the Immortal Killing Spear. , every time the gun fell, it was like a thunderbolt across the sky, overflowing with domineering power.

Hold the power of the laws of heaven and earth, gather the power of immortality for all tribulations, and wield the ferocity of killing immortals to destroy Wuji!

Tu Shang felt something was wrong, and found that his own energy could not stop the opponent's footsteps, and the opponent's speed was extremely fast, and he quickly shortened the distance between them.

A subtle rustling sound suddenly sounded. Liu Qinghuan turned her head and saw a slender rope flying out of the gray mist, scurrying like a spiritual snake.

"Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron!"

This was not the first time Liu Qinghuan had seen this kind of rope. Back then, Gui Bugui had his magic power sealed by it and was locked in Jiuyou's dungeon for thousands of years.

With a "dang" sound, the flying Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron was pushed away by the Immortal Killing Spear. However, the chain followed the stick and became entangled in the gun as it swung, and a strong force came from it.

The golden light in Liu Qinghuan's hand was blazing. He held the Immortal Killing Spear and pulled it back. Hearing a low cry from the other side, he pulled harder!

At this time, there were more clattering sounds, and more than a dozen pieces of Heavenly Demonic Forbidden Iron flew out from all directions and fell towards him like a net.

Liu Qinghuan looked stern and speechless at the same time. When did the Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Iron become so cheap? Or was Tushang so rich that he could create so many of them?

He didn't care about the previous one, and started dancing with the Immortal Killing Spear. The sound of gold and stone clashing suddenly became loud. After a while, the gun was covered with thin ropes like a ball of thread.

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and glanced at his waist, Tu Shang's proud laughter came over him: "Hahaha, let's see where you are running now, stop struggling, just be good..."

But he heard a loud roar, and the veins on Liu Qinghuan's neck were exposed. The next moment, a popping sound was heard!

"You, your magic power was not sealed by the Demonic Forbidden God Iron!" Tu Shang was surprised.

"Yeah, you're disappointed?" Liu Qinghuan broke the rope around his waist, temporarily let go of the Immortal Killing Spear, punched it out, and leapt forward!

Huge lotuses bloomed in the Realm of Nirvana, and the sound of the heavy punches was like the sound of war drums, and every time a punch was struck, Dao marks were produced.

Power and law are more perfectly integrated by him. Raising your hand is law, and falling is power! Dharma is like an abyss, power is like mountains and seas!

Tu Shang's expression finally changed, and there was only a dozen feet between the two sides. He slapped the top of the skull on the bone staff with his palm, and heard an extremely sharp scream suddenly rang out from his mouth!

This cry was like the stars shattering and time and space rupturing. Liu Qinghuan felt as if his head was pierced by a sharp awl, the pain suddenly struck, and his soul was shaken!

He quickly let go of his spiritual thoughts, and at the same time, the lotus under his feet was trembling, and the huge petals quickly closed.

Sorry for the late update today