Chapter 346 Magic Lotus

The swordsmanship of the Qinglian Sword School is like a flower blooming, and the sword light is endless. It is fully launched by Zhang Quanyi, a real-level old man. It is even more like a long rainbow, rolling and rolling under the sword wind, even the river below is stirred by the sword spirit, moving with the light and turning into countless. The water sword flew up in the air and shot everywhere. As for the many trees on the mountain, as soon as they touched the sword wind, they would be twisted into pieces in a blink of an eye and turned into nothing.

"A group of nonsense. See life and death under your hands!" When the old monster of Yinfeng and the left and right sage king saw that Zhang Quanyi's sword was fierce and blocked the void, they knew that this old swordsmanship was very powerful and extremely difficult to deal with, but the three of them joined hands. Although their magic power was not as good as the usual heyday, they were not afraid. Especially the gloomy old monster, the cave was pounded, and he was destroyed. The biggest loss was. Therefore, the most hatred in his heart was not waiting for the two companions to take action, he was already a ghost cry. The eccentric behind him appeared and turned into a blood-red skeleton. Black smoke and magic fire gushed out of the seven orifices. The white mouth opened his mouth and bit the sword light in front of him.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Zhang Quan sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed out in the air. Suddenly, the sword light diverged, like a wisp of silk. The flying sword suddenly rushed out of the shadow of the infinite sword, and the blue light was like electricity. With just a sword, the big mouth of the blood skeleton was crushed, penetrated the back of the brain, and broke out. It's a pity that the old monster of the gloomy wind had been expected for a long time. In the strange smile, the yuan god turned from reality to virtual, but it was not suppressed by the sword light. On the contrary, the yuan god dispersed and turned into countless ghosts. In the ghosts all over the sky, it was loaded with floating and entangled in the sword light all over the sky.

"This old monster practices the white bone magic road in the ghost path. Although it is still far from Dacheng, the Yuan magic is very different from the Xuanmen of my Taoist family. It is to cultivate the yin god with the yin spirit, and then the yin god condenses the soul before his life, so as to condense the yuan god. There is not even a trace of yang in it, plus the depth of mana, he is not afraid of five. The golden essence is torn. Although it can't hurt me, it's also troublesome for me to kill him. Unless Tai Weizi is here, their Leifa of Taiyimen is this demon nemesis!"

Zhang Quanyi knows that the ghosts in the world are the most gloomy and terrible. The practitioners have lost their bodies. With a wisp of ghosts, they have experienced countless hardships and wisdom. After awakening the predecessor, they can only turn into yin spirits to practice by themselves, especially the ghosts. When they are weak, they are most afraid of the sun and thunder, and many magic means can't be practiced. Refining, so a ghost, if you want to stand out and become a ghost fairy fruit, it is a hundred times more difficult than an ordinary practitioner.

However, when there is a loss in the world, there is often a gain. Ghosts and ghosts practice Taoism. Although because they do not have a physical body, they lack the nourishment of yang, and they can't take the path of yin and yang, the ghost method has found another way. Don't take a way. As soon as you get started, you can specialize in the magic power of yin and concentrate on honing the soul. Over time, as long as you can integrate the soul, The primordial spirit is extremely tenacious, which is all transformed by its own spirit. To fight against the enemy, it is often the primordial spirit that rushes forward and can ask for the opponent's life. Even if the technique is profound and there are magic weapons to protect the body, it is extremely difficult to kill such ghosts who form Yuanshen.

Unless, like Shen Xueyi, with a pure yang baby like Tianxin lamp on his body, he can naturally restrain ghosts and ghosts. Otherwise, the deeper the cultivation of ghosts, the more difficult it is to deal with.

The wooden demon mother chose the wrong time and place. First, she was restrained by the heart lamp and fell into annihilation, making wedding clothes for people.

At the same time, the old monster who was stabbed by Zhang Quanyi's flying sword was also secretly surprised. As soon as he touched the opponent's sword light, he immediately felt that Zhang Quanyi's flying sword was cold, and the Taoist Qingguang seemed to be of no other purpose. He twisted his Yuanshen into a big hole, and then differentiated it. Unexpectedly The operation is a little obscure. Even if you know that this is Zhang Quanyi's Qingyun sword, which has been refined into the original sword by the other party, the sword is combined with the god, and there is also a layer of Zhang Quanyi's Taoist shen. When the two intersect one by one, the shen collide, he can grind away the essence of his shen bit by bit. Over time, the shen will be estranged from the ontology, invulgent and fall. For the opponent's fish.

However, the old monster of Yinfeng's practice is far above Zhang Quanyi. The mana in a yuan god is extremely deep and powerful, and he is not afraid of the opponent's water mill.

In the fight between the practitioners, unless the two sides are close to the level, and there is a great hatred between life and death. If they play a real fire, they will not die, the two sides will often end with three moves and two styles. If they win, they will kill, and if they lose, they will escape. Whoever lives and die, most of them will depend on luck. Even if Zhang Quanyi's magic power has the ability to restrain his own yin god, it is absolutely impossible to lay a victory with this subtle consumption.

"It's better to secretly release the twelve yuan white bone god demon, break his sword light in one fell swoop, and take the opportunity to use the white bone yin wind arrow, but hurt this old yuan god!"

"Miaofa Lianhua!"

Just as the old monster in Yinfeng's heart, when he wanted to plot against Zhang Quanyi, Zhang Quanyi also saw his Qinglian swordsmanship and the sword light. For a while, he could only be entangled with his opponent and could not kill him with one sword. At this time, the two old ghosts of the left and right sage king did not take action. He was staring at him and eager to try, although not He will suffer losses, but he is worried about his magic weapon. Tai Weizi is still fighting with Tianwu and doesn't want to delay. At that moment, his heart was fierce, and it turned out that it was the magic power that released the shadow of the lotus flower on the top.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the lotus flower rotated, releasing a clear air, and the raindrops fell down.

This lotus flower is the thing of Zhang Quanyi's real name after hundreds of years of practice. There was already a little magic power of three flowers on the top of the Taoist family. At this time, as soon as it was released, it immediately covered all directions. With a brush of light, a few sneers, the ghosts all over the sky suddenly melted like snow and dissipated. Even the sage of the yin wind old monster was hit by the lotus shadow in the empty space, smashed into pieces, a ghost howling, and immediately turned into one hundred and eighty yin. The wind and black smoke flew around and fell more than ten miles away in an instant, so that they were weak and gathered together again.

When the body appeared again, I saw the old monster all over his body, the eccentric was gloomy and erratic, as if a slightly larger mountain wind could blow it away. With just this blow, the yin wind and the old monster's yuan god was almost completely scattered. If you want to recover, it will take at least ten years to recover.

At the same time, the two old ghosts of the left and right sages who had not yet taken action while watching the battle. When they saw a face-to-face, the yin-wind old monster was beaten by Zhang Quanyi. They couldn't help but feel at it in their hearts and screaming fiercely. However, the two of them were also a prince before their lives. Their surnames were fierce. After death, they cultivated their magical power and condensed the yuan gods. They were even more fierce. Seeing that Zhang Quan's magic power was terrible, he did not retreat and move forward. He shouted strangely and rushed up.

The lotus flower on the top is the epitome of Zhang Quanyi's lifelong power, which is different from the yuan god. As long as the cultivation arrives, the five qi Chaoyuan will immediately appear the mysterious phase of the three flowers. It is the highest among all kinds of achievements of Taoists, with infinite use and boundless power. However, now Zhang Quanyi's practice is still shallow, far from the heat, and the five qi in his chest has not gathered. He can only show the shadow of a lotus flower in the heavenly spirit above his head. It will take at least 500 years to turn the reality into a reality, cultivate this lotus flower into a Dharma phase, and then gather the five qi. If you want three flowers to gather at the top, it depends on the opportunity.

But even so, his full action was extremely powerful, and the old monster of Yinfeng almost collapsed at once.

At this time, the old monster of Yinfeng was also scared. Although he was the body of a ghost, he was most afraid of the world's cleanliness. Originally, the body had been destroyed before, but now the yuan god was seriously damaged. If he had to fight again, he was afraid that he would not die on the spot immediately, and it would take a hundred years to recuperate as before. But at that time, the mountain of ghosts, it is not possible that someone will secretly coveted him, put a black hand, a dead hand, and swallow it up and refine it. When the matter is coming to an end, maybe it is his companions who take action first.

The ghost's surname is suspicious. Under the serious injury of the gloomy wind and the old monster, he was immediately suspicious. Looking at the left and right sage kings, he had rushed up at this time and fought with Zhang Quan. At that moment, he suddenly retreated. His thoughts moved and roared, and the whole person turned into a black smoke and flew out. Unexpectedly, he ignored it, he plunged into the river in front of him. Medium.

At this time, this old monster's vitality was greatly damaged. He was eager to escape for his life, and he was afraid of flying into the sky, causing trouble in pursuit, in order to regard the river where Wang Chan was hiding as a road. As soon as Yuanshen entered the water, he immediately gave up the white bones outside and turned into thousands of black gas to dissipate.

At the same time, under the river, hundreds of feet deep!

The mud and sand rolled up, and the undercurrents were turbulent. The rapid current washed down countless sand from the upstream, making the water turbid. Looking around, you can only faintly see many fish and shrimp swimming in the water, and the water and grass are abundant. Wang Chan sacrificed the precious green lotus and hung above his head. Compared with Zhang Quanyi, he looked more like a moral man. The Taoist light fell in front of him, and immediately forced the water from the left and right three or four feet away, and a waterless place appeared.

I know that this precious green lotus is invulnerable, and it can avoid water and fire. Although under the river, the pressure is hundreds of thousands of Jun, but it is also slowly pushed away by this thin layer of light. It is not powerful. It is a wonder in the world. I am not afraid that Zhang Quanyi will find it on the surface of the water and only walk forward along the river.

This treasure is the relic of the ancestor of the Qinglian Sword School. The body is a nine-grade green lotus, an ancient spirit, which is transformed by the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. Since the ages, although it has been sacrificed by dozens of masters of the Qinglian Sword School, it has not been refined for some reason. By this generation, it fell into the hands of Yu Lianzhou, the father of the Yu family brothers. If you can rely on the master's formula and stimulate it, there is still no way to refine the cost of life.

It's just that it's in the hands of Wang Chan now, but I don't know why, or the gods have spirits, choose the master by themselves, or by chance. What conditions do you meet? Unexpectedly, he made rapid progress overnight and integrated the Yuanshen into it. The initial refining can give birth to many wonderful magical power that even the Qinglian Sword School does not know.

So, with this object to protect the body, the inner and the Yuanshen, with Zhang Quanyi's mana, he launched a magic search, but he could not find Wang Chan under his eyes--

(to be continued)