Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 377 Taiyi Sanxian
Although Tang Wan and Yun Ying also felt the mighty thunder calamity coming down from mid-air, but as two balls of rune lights lit up on their bodies, most of the coercion coming down from the air was blocked by the runes, but they didn't Feeling the coercive pressure felt like Monk Kong Se and Qi Beicheng.

"Senior brother will definitely make it."

Looking at Jiang Yan standing proudly between the thunder and lightning, the two of them were full of firm thoughts.

"If he can stop this lightning calamity, whether he is Jiang Yan or not, Huasheng Temple must adjust its strategy to deal with this situation, Taiyi Sanxian, that can destroy an eighth-rank sect with a wave of hands A powerful existence, facing such a cultivator, Huasheng Temple must stay away."

Beads of sweat were constantly oozing from Monk Kongser's forehead. Seeing the gray figure facing the dazzling luster in mid-air, Monk Kongser was full of apprehensive thoughts.

"Snapped……"

There was a sound of glass shattering in Jiang Yan's head. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yan felt the power of thunder and lightning in the air suddenly lighten, and then a scorching wave of air rushed down, crackling and crackling. Surrounding Jiang Yan's body, drilling into Jiang Yan's body, refining Jiang Yan's body, tempering the spiritual power in Jiang Yan's body...

The master system finally went, and the powerful thunder and lightning power that made people tremble in the air disappeared. Although the power of thunder and lightning was still quite strong, with the shattering of the master system in Jiang Yan's sea of ​​knowledge, those who could kill Mahayana cultivators The powerful power of thunder and lightning disappeared without a trace.

"Boom..."

A huge amount of lightning power rushed to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust. The raging power of thunder and lightning tore apart the four light curtains effortlessly. Cultivator, the spiritual power light curtain formed by a spiritual power condensed by a cultivator who transforms himself into a god is as if it were paper, and it was torn to pieces by the surging force of thunder in a blink of an eye.

"Crack, snap, snap"

After three soft beeps, Tang Wan and the other three were rushed by the force of the thunder calamity, and they fell to the ground far away like a kite with a broken string.

"God will kill me!"

Seeing the large group of brilliance lit up in mid-air, Xiang Peiluo, the emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom, stared dumbfounded at the powerful thunder and lightning brilliance rushing up into the sky, and then saw the fairy who was holding up the large group of light curtain with empty hands, and continued to charge towards him A large group of thunder and lightning came, and Xiang Peiluo wailed dumbfounded.

"boom……"

Xiang Peiluo felt his body tense up, and a beam of warm brilliance suddenly sprinkled from midair, enveloping himself inside, fixing the power of raging thunder and lightning at the moment, and instantly suppressing the turbulent smoke and dust on the ground.

"Senior brother it's done!"

Tang Wan and Yun Ying stared at Jiang Yan floating in the air in surprise, their eyes were full of brilliance, after such a long time, the senior brother finally became the master.

Jiang Yan waved his hand, signaling the two to cultivate quickly. Now the power of thunder and calamity turbulent in the air has been transformed into a rich fairy power through the action of the master system. Before all these fairy powers are absorbed by him , the more the two of them can practice, the more likely they will be able to advance in the future.

Seeing Tang Wan and Yunying sitting cross-legged to practice according to his arrangement, Jiang Yan turned his gaze to Qi Beicheng, who was about to sit cross-legged and practice, and spoke in a deliberately indifferent tone.

"Qi Beicheng, Master Qi, Jiang thank you for your contribution just now. If you want to recover from your injuries, Jiang has Huasheng Pill, Tianyuan Pill, any kind of panacea can heal your injury, but you If you want to cultivate here, I'm sorry, but you are not my Huashan disciple, you can't absorb the spiritual energy here."

Qi Beicheng's complexion changed, and he took a deep breath of the rich aura in the air, thinking that if he absorbed this rich aura, he would definitely have a great chance of advancing in the future, thinking this way, Qi Beicheng looked at Jiang Yan with pleading eyes .

"Mr. Jiang, is it true that you can't absorb even the slightest bit?"

Jiang Yan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a trace of impatience on purpose in his tone.

"If you are willing to enter my Huashan sect, there is no danger of absorbing these auras. Well, I can tell you with certainty that if you absorb these auras, there is hope for you to break through the realm. This seat does not guarantee that you will reach the realm of transforming gods. But the possibility is definitely much higher.”

Qi Beicheng's eyes circled back and forth several times between the spiritual energy permeating the air and the rapidly disappearing spiritual energy on the surface of Jiang Yan's body, then looked at Jiang Yan's rather impatient face, finally gritted his teeth, and stepped onto the execution ground to die heroically Said like feeling.

"Okay, Qi agreed to join Huashan sect, and Qi Beicheng has met the sect leader."

Jiang Yan put his hands on Qi Beicheng's knees, and said with a smile on his face.

"Since you are my Huashan disciple, then hurry up and practice. I will not hide from you. The aura here is the aura of fairy spirits. If you absorb an extra portion, the possibility of breaking the realm and transforming into a god will be much more stable in the future."

Qi Beicheng's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Yan's words, and he didn't care to salute Jiang Yan. He pressed his palms on the ground, and his body suddenly turned over.

"Master Kongse, I haven't seen you for several years. Jiang Yan is so polite here. Master gave me Jiang Yan last time, and this time he helped me suppress the raging thunder disaster and save the lives of the people. He used my life to offset the loss of the lives of the people. , it can be considered that the grudges between you and me have been settled."

Jiang Yan turned his gaze to Monk Kong Se who had already sat cross-legged on the ground, with a smile on his face, this kid Kong Se has been agitated by spiritual power, and the possibility of breaking the Mahayana is very high, what I can do now is to let him absorb as little as possible After entering the realm of Mahayana, the cultivation base will not be too high.

"The laity is too stingy. The city is full of people, and millions of merits are only worth Mr. Jiang Yan's life. The little monk thinks that even if I let the little monk absorb all the spirit energy here, it will be difficult for the little monk to help the layman save it." Killing half of the city's living beings, the layman compares his own life to the whole city's living beings, is he taking himself too seriously?"

Monk Kongse didn't give Jiang Yan face, and bluntly belittled Jiang Yan's value, thinking that he would occupy a little more of the fairy spirit.

With a wave of Jiang Yan's robe sleeve, a transparent cover covered Monk Kongsei, isolating the source of Monk Kongsei's absorption of fairy energy. Jiang Yan looked at Monk Kongsei's changed face, and said in a tone full of chills with.

"Now, the Huasheng Temple has colluded with the Seven Swords Gate, and the Yuexingzong is attacking my Huashan and hurting my disciples. How can I allow you to borrow my fairy spirit?"

In the Yunlan Demon Realm, Huasheng Temple invaded on a large scale. Liang Conle and another Nascent Soul master simultaneously attacked the five spiritual war departments driven by Ning Qian. Although they repeatedly blocked the two Nascent Soul cultivators, they were still attacked by the continuous attacks of the Nascent Soul cultivators. Jiang Yan finally vomited blood and fell to the ground after being attacked by several large spiritual war divisions. On the other side, Nanmen Luo and Mu Yun fought against several Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yue Xing Sect and the Seven Sword Sect. Because there were too many Nascent Soul cultivators from the other side, although the two of them He has a powerful fifth-level spell, but his whole body is already covered in scars.

(End of this chapter)