Chapter 59 Holy Medicine Sub-Holy

Ye Qianqiu and Yun looked forward with the wind, their eyes froze and looked very shocked.

More than ten feet ahead, a golden vine is stretching above the fairy valley. At its tip, a blue and white strange petal is blooming. Around the vine, several blue and white thunders surged around it in the middle, as if guarding the strange petals.

Ye Qianqiu frowned. He didn't know what it was, but he was sure that this thing was absolutely extraordinary. He felt a trace of holy medicine on it.

Weapons and magic weapons are divided into four levels, and the elixirs of heaven and earth are also divided into four levels. At this moment, the vine in front of them seems to be the holy medicine.

"This is actually... a thunderstorm!" Next to him, Yun Sufeng was shocked and shouted, saying the name of the vine. Thunder flowers? What is that?" Ye Qianqiu didn't know what he was talking about, so he asked.

The cloud took a deep breath with the wind, set his mind down, and said, "Thunder flower, a strange flower that absorbs the source power of thunder that occasionally escapes between heaven and earth. It has a very horrible effect and can be used for refiners and refining drugs, but whether it is refiners or refiners, it can add extremely powerful thunder attributes to it. If it is a refinery, the weapon will bring the power of thunder. If it is refined, it will have the original power of thunder in the body after taking it, and if it is a person who has the original power of thunder in the body, the order of taking the original power of thunder will be increased by one order!"

After listening to Yun Suifeng's words, Ye Qianqiu couldn't help breathing cold air. This effect is really horrible. Next, Yun Suifeng's words shocked him even more.

Yun Suifeng looked at the thunder flower in front of him and said, "That's just a human-level thunder flower. As for the holy one, it's even more horrible!"

"So this is..." Ye Qianqiu looked ahead, and the thunder flower in front of him seemed to be something wrong. Obviously, it was not holy, but it emitted a trace of holy breath.

Yun Suifeng took a deep breath again: "This thunder flower is advancing!"

"What?" Ye Qianqiu looked at the vine in front of him in disbelief, and his eyes gathered on the strange petal at its tip. This thunderstorm is actually advancing!

This is an incredible scene, with thunder surging around it, emitting a holy breath and getting stronger and stronger.

Both of them looked at each other and felt a little too dreamy. They actually encountered this situation.

"What should I do?" Yun Suifeng swallowed his saliva hard. Ye Qianqiu looked at him, looked at the lightning flower, and finally said, "Do you need it?"

Yun Suifeng did not say anything, but nodded. He had the original power of thunder in his body, and he also practiced a fierce Taoism, which was of great help to him.

Seeing this, Ye Qianqiu frowned slightly and said, "Now it is advancing. It's not the time to pick, but I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to pick when it succeeds!"

The holy elixir has wisdom and may leave by itself and take root in another place. At that time, unless your cultivation is strong enough to reach at least the sub-holy realm, it is impossible to leave it.

"Everything depends on fate. Wait, if there is fate, you can stay. If there is no fate, forget it!" Yun Suifeng looked at the thunder flower and said so.

Everything goes with fate, but he can see it. However, this was his choice, and Ye Qianqiu did not interfere, so he said, "In this case, let's wait!" I hope the people of Wanhua Valley will not come during this period!"

"I don't think so. It should take a few days for the people of Wanhua Valley to arrive. A few days later, this thunderstorm has already been promoted!" Yun Sufeng shook his head and looked very confident. He and Ye Qianqiu arrived early. Before the fairy machine appeared, a few days later, the secret of immortality in this place would be seen. At that time, the people of Wanhua Valley would definitely be there.

At this point, the two found a good observation position nearby and quietly watched the situation of the thunder flower. At the first moment of their promotion success, the two went forward to find a machine to pick. However, if it left here immediately after its success in promotion and took root in another place, the two could not stop them in any way and could only Recognize bad luck.

A day later, the breath of this thunder flower became stronger and stronger, infinitely close to the holy level. The holy level of breath permeated around it, and all the plants around it bent down, as if they were subdued. This is the pressure of the holy level, which exists not only between practitioners, but also between elixirs.

Another day later, this thunder flower has opened, and the thunderlight flashes around it and turns itself into a Taoist line. This is the holy elixir's own way, which is a speechless scene. Only this natural thing in heaven and earth can cause this scene.

"It's about to succeed!" The cloud got up with the wind and looked at the thunder flowers not far away. Ye Qianqiu also got up, carried the inner breath of his whole body, and wanted to take action.

"Boom"

At this moment, the thunder flashed and a chaotic air overflowed everywhere, which was a sign of success in promotion!

"Do it!" Ye Qianqiu's eyes shot out two divine lights, and the nine steps under his feet were instantly displayed, incarnating a streamer rushing to the front. The clouds also condensed with the wind and turned into a thunderbolt rushing forward.

Boo went forward at a high speed, almost to the extreme, leaving two remnants and gusts of wind in place.

The thunder flower successfully advanced to become a holy elixir. When it opened its wisdom, it wanted to rise to the sky.

Seeing this, Ye Qianqiu immediately stretched out his right hand and shouted in a low voice: "Split palm!"

"Boom"

A huge palm came from top to bottom, trying to grab the thunder flower. The martial arts used for fighting were actually used by him like this. I'm afraid that even his move was not expected.

At the same time, the clouds also quickly moved their hands with the wind, and countless magic lines flowed out, crocheted into a large net, surrounding the thunder flower.

At this stage, success or failure is in an instant.

Ye Qianqiu shouted, and the divine spirit gushed out of his body and covered the lightning flower. Even so, he also felt a sharp pain. After all, this lightning flower is already a holy elixir. In some respect, its ability is stronger than them.

However, just as he was about to be unable to support it, a source force in Wanhua's spirit overflowed, which instantly quieted the thunderstorm.

"This is... the original power of the thunder of heavenly disaster!" Ye Qianqiu was shocked. When he inherited the Secret of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the thunder of the heavenly disaster made him painful, but it also integrated the original power of the thunder of the heavenly disaster into his aura.

If you want to say which kind of thunder in the world is the most terrible, it is naturally the thunder of the heavenly disaster, and nothing can withstand its attack. Legend has it that the thunder of the heavenly disaster when the practitioners become holy is enough to destroy millions of mountains and rivers.

In front of the original power of the most powerful thunder of heavenly punishment, the thunder flower that entered the holy level chose to submit. This is an incredible scene, but they can't help thinking too much. Ye Qianqiu immediately shouted, "Let the wind, pick flowers!"

The cloud responded with the wind, and then his eyes condensed on the blooming thunder flower, his hands moved, and the Taoist lines flowed, quickly wrapping the thunder flower that gave up resistance.

"Ring up!" The cloud shouted with the wind, and the thunder flower instantly flourished, separated from the vines and flew into the void. Seeing this, Yun Suifeng said again, "Qianqiu, open your sacred weapon. My storage bag can't hold this sacred elixir!"

Ye Qianqiu nodded, and the empty mirror flew out. The holy breath was full, and the streamer of the road flew out and sucked the thunder flower in.

After ten breaths, everything calmed down. After two days, the two finally succeeded in getting this holy elixir.

"Hu" Yun followed the wind and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I finally got it. It was so close just now. I don't know why this thunderstorm suddenly gave up resistance?"

Ye Qianqiu knew what was going on, so he said, "It should be that some breath in my body affected it!"

"Oh? So that's it!" Yun Suifeng nodded and said so. He can't care so much. It's already the best result to get this thunderstorm. There is no need to say anything else, because it's superfluous.

"Okay, leave quickly. The people in Wanhua Valley will arrive in the next two days!" Ye Qianqiu looked ahead and reminded him, and then walked forward indisputably.

Yun Suifeng looked at him and didn't say anything, but quickly followed him.

"Can you leave?" Before the two took a few steps, a loud shout that shook the four fields suddenly sounded.

Ye Qianqiu turned around and saw a man standing indifferently in the void, looking coldly at the two: "Give over that sacred thunder flower, or die!"

Traveling in the air, there is no doubt that this person is a sub-saint strong man. Only the strong man in the sub-holy realm dare to look down on these two people who are already in the realm of Longyue with such a tough attitude.

"Who are you?" His face was unchanged. Ye Qianqiu looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Wanhua Valley, flowers without shadow!" The sub-saint strongman in the void replied proudly and then said, "Now, you can choose whether to hand over the holy thunder or die?"

The emotionless words were cold and boneless, and did not give the two people time to think at all. His right hand was already slowly raised, and several strange Taoist lines flowed, ready to take action in an instant.

Looking at such a proud flower without shadow, Yun's face changed slightly with the wind and didn't know what to say. Ye Qianqiu didn't say anything, but smiled coldly and said, "Oh, do you think you can eat us if you are an Asian saint?"

After saying that, a hegemony breath rushed up from him, and a dragon gathered into a thousand gods appeared, roaring into the sky, thunder suddenly appeared, and the void trembled.

Unreal righteousness appeared on him again at this moment. He is now in the realm of Longyue. His opponent is the sub-saint, which is different from one realm. It is completely okay to use the absolute style, and there will be no big side effects.

"Now, you have no choice but to fall here!" Ye Qianqiu looked at Hua Wuying and said coldly.