Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

When the palm wind fell on the black fog, Taoist Tianqing felt something was wrong. At that moment of contact, his internal force seemed to pour out towards the black fog like water from a floodgate.

Taoist Tianqing had been practicing for decades and had never encountered such a situation. He was shocked and withdrew his hand and returned to his original position.

Ye Jinglan did not take any more action. He was like a night owl in the dark, looking at Taoist Tianqing with cold eyes, as if his mission was only to contain him and everything else had nothing to do with him.

Taoist Tianqing glanced at Ye Jinglan and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that you have developed such an evil character after hiding in the Holy Land for decades."

Qing Hui said, "It's not evil, this is the magic of Feiyao country. I can't just stand here and wait for death. As the saying goes, success depends on man, and success depends on heaven. No matter it is heaven's will or people's harmony, I have to fight for it, so that I will have no regrets. If I can receive the inner power of Master, I will use it well and live up to Master's reputation."

"Then let's see if you have the ability to trap me!"

Taoist Tianqing slowly raised his right hand, pressing one hand on the ground and the other hand holding up the sky. A gust of wind surged up from the ground, reaching the sky and the earth, like a roaring dragon, and rolled towards the layers of black fog.

Qing Hui's expression changed slightly. "Ye Jinglan, do it!"

When Ye Jinglan heard the order, he immediately attacked Taoist Tianqing, but was blocked by the strong wind wall and could not get close.

Seeing that the thick black fog around Taoist Tianqing was largely dispelled, Qinghui's face showed a different expression for the first time.

He gathered his energy and slapped his palm towards Taoist Tianqing. A huge palm made of black mist pressed down from the sky and hit Taoist Tianqing directly, but it stopped half a meter away from Taoist Tianqing's head.

At the same time, the wind column continued to expand.

Like a huge wind dragon, tearing and devouring the black fog.

I never thought that Taoist Tianqing had such a high level of cultivation that he could use his internal strength to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth and turn it into his own use. If this person is not eliminated, there will definitely be endless trouble.

A cold light flashed in Qing Hui's eyes, and he cut his palm. A trickle of blood spilled into the air and merged with the black fog. In an instant, the sinister aura of the entire mountain seemed to have gathered here, and the black fog became thick again.

Taoist Tianqing was also horrified. The evil magic of Feiyao country was strange and bizarre. If it was used on the common people, it would definitely cause a terrible catastrophe. Today, Qinghui must be destroyed no matter what.

"Since you want my inner strength so much, why not show up and take it yourself? If you want to achieve your goal by these crooked ways, you are underestimating me."

"When I need to show myself, I will see you. I hope Master will take care of himself. If you are willing to surrender, you and I can still be master and disciple."

Taoist Tianqing snorted, "Since you and I don't agree on anything, there's no need to say more. Who will win in the end depends on your own ability!"

He let out a deep shout and poured all his internal energy into the wind column, which swept wildly towards the black fog. However, this was not as direct as Ye Jingyu's pure destructive power.

Qing Hui said no more. He stood on a high place, looking at Taoist Tian Qing calmly. He pressed the black mist with both hands, constantly absorbing the inner strength in the mist.

Before it lasted even a stick of incense, there was a loud bang, and the black fog instantly dispersed, with the largest column of wind rolling towards Qinghui like lightning.

Watching the black fog escaping with four sounds, Qing Hui was puzzled. What kind of magic was this?

"Ye Jinglan, retreat!"

Before he had time to think about it, Taoist Tianqing had already appeared before him.

"Good disciple, it's time for you to wake up!"