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Chapter 102 The nine-day mysterious temple turned into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of he

Chapter 102 The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!
North Gate of Lingshou Mountain,
Lei Wanhe was still chatting with Taoist nun Hongfu about tomorrow.

"Senior Sister, this time when you return to the sect, you will be able to break through to the late stage of Jindan, right?"

Hong Fu nodded coldly as always, and suddenly she realized that this was not the temperament of Lei Wanhe.

When she looked over, Lei Wanhe pretended to be humble on his face, but his eyes were inviting her to "praise me quickly", which made her laugh and cry.

"Junior brother, you are valued by our master. After returning from this trip, I think this step will not be far away."

"hey-hey,"

Lei Wanhe was satisfied after hearing this, but also felt a little unrestrained, so he quickly added,
"Fortunately, he is a little bit stronger than the blacksmith Li Huayuan."

"Hahaha."

Thinking of Li Huayuan, they both laughed heartily.

As Hongfu smiled, a hint of envy flashed across her eyes.

Junior Brother Lei Wanhe’s mentality makes it easy for him to deal with the Nascent Soul Heart Demon Tribulation.

And her?

She shook her head, restrained her smile, and mentioned Zhong Cheng again, jokingly saying,

"Junior brother, aren't you going to chase Zhong Cheng?"

"What are you afraid of? Our people are everywhere in this mountain."

As he was talking, Lei Wanhe's face changed.
"Oh no, looking for fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Hongfu frowned, thinking of Zhong Cheng's ancient cloak treasure, and worried that something might happen, so she followed him.

Of course, before leaving, she did not forget the important matter, and sent a message through her spiritual consciousness,
"Senior Qiong, Hong Fu has something important to do and needs to leave for a while."

"It's easy to talk about."

Old Monster Qiong was stunned and agreed without hesitation.

However, although he didn't know what was going on, his face showed an expression of interest and amusement.

So he followed closely and the figure disappeared.

Likewise, send a message to the last fellow Taoist,
"Fellow Daoist from Qingxu Sect, I have something important to do so I will leave for a while."

The reasons cannot be said to be different, they can only be said to be exactly the same.

The old Taoist from Qingxu Sect was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Is he not even worthy of being mentioned by his name?

He just watched as Old Monster Qiong fell far behind, but he didn't object, nor did he dare to object.

. . .

In the central battlefield, the desperate fight of Zhongli, the ancestor of the Zhong family, also came to an end.

At this time, Zhong Cheng's image had changed drastically.

His clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely miserable.

He looked around, and the eight Yuanying Dao friends were still high above him, surrounding him.

He suddenly grinned and laughed.
"It's great to have eight Taoist friends seeing me off. It's worth it."

His tone was so heroic that people ignored his ferocious face.

The figure disappeared, but he ignored it and once again attacked a female Nascent Soul from the Yanyue Sect.

As expected, the Grand Elder of Yanyue Sect stopped him.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, as if to say that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh!"

Self-destruct.

Immediately, countless irregular spiritual power fluctuations were formed, impacting the eight people present.

The Grand Elder of the Yanyue Sect was the closest, but he had to temporarily avoid the spotlight.

At the same time, a Nascent Soul walked away holding a storage bag.

Then, it fell into a slightly old hand.

"Linghu!"

When the others saw this, they became discouraged.

"Oh, what a pity."

"I let you get there first."

"Good luck to you, Taoist friend."

According to prior agreement, whoever gets the Nascent Soul storage bag will own it.

Previously, the storage bag of the Grand Elder of Lingshou Mountain belonged to the Grand Elder of Yanyue Sect, but now it belongs to Linghu of Huangfeng Valley.

The Great Elder of Yanyue Sect frowned but said nothing.

When Linghu saw this scene, he quickly put away his storage bag.

Then he bowed to the others and said modestly,

"A fluke, a fluke."

In fact, he was very happy in his heart. In this way, he could advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Time is also destiny.

Farewell to fellow Taoist from Lingshou Mountain.

The old Taoist of Qingxu Sect got nothing. He withdrew his envious gaze and looked towards the top of the mountain where the sect's main hall was.

"When will this great formation be broken?"

"It will drop to the Jindan level in a moment. By then, the formation will not be able to protect such a large mountain, and loopholes will appear."

"Well, it's finally time for this war to end."

Everyone understood what he meant.

Divide the spoils afterwards.

The eight people were waiting with great enthusiasm, when suddenly a bright light appeared from more than 2,000 miles away, accompanied by thunder.

They looked at each other and disappeared into the air.

. . .

On the other side, above an unknown forest.

Zhong Cheng is chasing and Li Xunhuan is still on the run.

"Uncle Master, let's talk nicely."

"Give me your auspicious cloud, and I will leave immediately."

Li Xunhuan's eyes twitched. If he really died, he wouldn't be able to escape at all. Wouldn't he be waiting to die?
calm.

There is always a silver lining in everything.

It was also at this time that he discovered that Uncle Zhong was not in good condition.

He suddenly realized,
Yes, he was one of the weakest Jindan of the seven sects, and it was already good enough for him to be able to deal with his master. With this judgment, he also discovered more information.

The aura of Dan Jin on Zhong Cheng's body was looming, as if his spiritual power was exhausted?

An idea quickly came to my mind.

I can fight back!

Then, he shook his head.

Even if his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, it was enough to kill him.

After another three breaths, Li Xunhuan stopped at the top of a mountain.

It’s not that I don’t want to run, it’s that I can’t run.

The gap between forming a pill and establishing a foundation is too huge.

Zhong Cheng agreed with this very much. He believed that as long as one entered his spiritual awareness range, he could kill the opponent in one breath.

He did not play cat and mouse and stop flying, but his face showed even more joy.

Li Xunhuan also made his own choice.

He wants to fight back!

"The True Art of Controlling Thunder with the Divine Sword"!
This method has a Dan-forming attack, but the casting time is too long, so he needs to keep some distance.

He couldn't do anything within the range of his Jindan consciousness.

Then,

If there is no distance, then create distance.

His mind raced, and he wiped the storage bag, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

Hundred-mile teleportation talisman!
The first one tore.

The figure disappears.

While Zhong Cheng was still searching, he successfully appeared a hundred miles away.

Without thinking about it, first take back the auspicious cloud,
The Ice Soul Cold Light Sword appeared in his hand.

With his feet on the seven stars, his body turned into a blue light, circling into the sky.

Hundreds of miles in the sky, the blue light dissipated, revealing the figure of Li Xunhuan.

It was like he had formed a pill and was standing in the air.

He held a sword in his right hand, pointing it to the sky, and placed it in front of his chest.

The left hand is in the shape of a sword, sliding upward along the sword.

As he moved, the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword emitted a strong spiritual light.

【Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple】

The voice came from the Netherworld, chanting continuously in a low voice.

Li Xunhuan pulled out his sword and held it horizontally in front of him. He turned his body and raised the sword, pointing it into the air.

[Nine Heavens Mysterious Blade, Transformed into Divine Thunder]

In due time, the celestial phenomena changed.

"rumble!"

Thunder,

Lightning!

All around the Bingpo Cold Light Sword, lightning flashed continuously.

As Li Xunhuan held the long sword to his shoulder, his left hand stood at the end of the sword with the finger pointing upward.

Suddenly, the celestial phenomena changed again.

The lightning range expanded, and within a radius of thirty miles there was a scene of thunder and destruction.

Hundreds of miles away, Lei Wanhe, Hong Fu and Qiong Laoguai, who had returned rapidly, saw this scene.

Their eyes widened.

"This, what is this?"

It turned out that Li Xunhuan was on the top of the mountain. Zhong Cheng also saw this scene and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

For some reason, I felt a sense of crisis.

But he didn't believe it.

Building the foundation and forming the elixir?
Not seen in a thousand years.

He also soared into the sky and headed straight for Li Xunhuan.

When he was flying to a certain place in the air, he felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy beside him and his pupils expanded and contracted.

Is this the Dan-Jiang escape technique? !
The body reacted instinctively, and the magic weapon Snake Zhang in his hand was launched.
air!
Immediately, spiritual power fluctuations came from the right side of the body again.

Hit with the snake staff again.

Empty again!

In the air, a blue light kept shuttling around Zhong Cheng.

Because the escape technique is so fast, it looks like a flash.

For a moment, the long sword collided with the snake staff, making a loud noise.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the voice came, the two figures froze.

Zhong Cheng was still standing in the void, safe and sound.

Li Xunhuan's figure was repelled by the spiritual power.

However, there was no trace of joy on Zhong Cheng's face.

He ran in the air regardless of the exhaustion of his spiritual power.

Almost instantly, lightning struck his body.