Qingfeng turned sideways, and the ancient Yue Killing God pointed at him.

This pointer was on the Thunder Sword.

There was a buzzing sound.

The red lightning suddenly dissipated.

The sharp sword intent suddenly scattered.

The white light of the white jade ruler itself dimmed in an instant.

With a trembling sound, the white jade ruler suddenly retreated, and the plate was empty, landing in Qingyuan's hands, trembling.

The most treasure of the birth is that one prospers and one loses, which makes Qingyuan, who holds a white jade ruler, also has a pale face.

Even the ancient mirror that released the Shenbao Tianhe trembled, and the Shenbao Tianhe was weaker invisibly. Therefore, in this world, the strong wind rose again, with flames mixed in the wind, and the flames accompanied by raindrops. So water and fire stimulating each other, and white smoke curled up, as hazy as above the sky.

Qingyuan looked down at the white jade ruler, withdrew his gaze, and the Huangting Immortal Sutra ran in an instant.

The breeze on the opposite side disappeared from the ancient Yue Shenshu finger in his hand, and only the sceneryless wind lingering on the other hand was still there.

He looked at the white jade ruler in Qingyuan's hand, and a strange color flashed through his eyes.

Even if the ancient Yue Killing God Finger that he has used just now cannot destroy the magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons will definitely collapse and break...

The ruler is Qingyuan's natal treasure, and its material must be extraordinary. Even if it is not included in the magic weapon, it is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. Therefore, Qingfeng had never thought of breaking it, but he was quite confident that this ancient Yue Shenshou finger would definitely cause great damage to the white jade ruler, and Qingyuan would definitely suffer from it.

But I never thought that the white jade ruler was just a little dimmed, and Qingyuan itself seemed to have no injuries except that it had just stagnated a little while before.

Qingfeng looked surprised and his eyes fell on the white jade ruler. His eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt a little familiar, but he didn't think much about it, and then raised his hand.

If there is wind in your hand, the hurricane condenses in one palm. The power is so powerful that it can see the mountains and seas and the darkness of the world.

The name of this wind is without scenery in all directions.

...

With a palm pushing.

The wind blade is like a knife.

The sceneryless wind in Qingfeng’s hands is far better than the ancient Yue Killing God’s finger.

Because this is the immortal art that Qingfeng is best at.

Qingyuan's breathing was stagnant and he held his breath in an instant.

...

In the Zixiao Palace in the past, Qingyuan realized that the five elements belonged to fire, so he studied the fire-like Taoist techniques. The immortal arts he learned were exactly one of the immortal arts, the eight-headed Fire Dragon Tao.

However, what Qingfeng learned was the wind without scenery in all directions. It was the first magic he came into contact with after many years of studying the Dharma in the Immortal Palace. From then on, he focused on it and studied it day and night.

At that time, Qingyuan had no success in his practice, and the eight Fire Dragon Paths made him unable to understand thoroughly, so he did not learn other immortal techniques.

However, Qingfeng has extraordinary qualifications and is extremely fast in his practice. He has learned the scenery of the world and has accomplished a lot, which has made senior brother Qingyang appreciate it. Since then, he has learned the ancient Yue Killing God Finger and has achieved success. Even now, he has learned the eight Fire Dragon Dao...

Qingyuan was not surprised that Qingfeng learned the eight fire dragon paths. After all, Qingfeng had extraordinary understanding and had already gained a considerable understanding of the two immortal techniques, and he could also practice other immortal methods.

It’s just that when he was in the lower realm, Qingfeng had not learned this method yet. It was only after he was in the lower realm that Qingfeng practiced this technique.

However, no matter how many immortal techniques Qingfeng has learned or how many Taoist techniques he knows, Qingyuan also knows... Qingfeng has the deepest attainments and the most attentiveness is the sceneryless wind in all directions.

Before Qingfeng used this immortal art, Qingyuan had already understood that Qingfeng would not hold back at all except for the immortal treasure.

"If you cannot win, you cannot survive?"

Kiyohara sighed.

In Qingfeng's hands, who had not used the help of the immortal treasure and only rely on his own abilities, if he was still not an opponent, he would definitely die here.

Because Qingfeng really doesn't care about the friendship between his classmates in the past.

Perhaps the only thing that can be thankful is that Qingfeng had no intention of using the power of the immortal treasure.

But even if he did not use the immortal treasure... as a real person, Qingfeng, who was born in Zixiao, still had an unmatched power.

"There is no scenery in all directions..."

Qingyuan raised her head.

The palm was pressed with a hurricane.

The wind is invisible, but many things are swept in the wind, such as dust, water vapor, clouds and mist... So the shape of the wind is quite clear.

Such a trend comes from a real person and from a Taoist technique.

This should not be something that a real person can perform, this should not be something that can be seen in the human world.

But the real person comes from the fairy world, worships the Taoist ancestors, and learns the magic of immortals. The Taoist art is collected in the Immortal Palace and is ranked among the Taoist arts of immortals, not the magic of human beings.

The real person in the upper realm who possesses immortal arts has come to the world.

So this kind of wind still appears in the human world.

The wind blew.

Everything is gone.

Everything is in ashes.

Qingyuan's body suddenly dissipated with the wind and spread into the wind.

He was blown to ashes by the wind?

The breeze has no joy, only silence.

The next moment, he suddenly shook, suddenly a chill, and suddenly turned around.

Under the hurricane, all directions were confused and the scenery was gone.

But there were white flames that illuminated a scene.

...

There is fire!

The flame is white.

Three people are the crowd, and three fires are the flame.

That is the true flame, also the immortal fire.

A palm pressed towards Qingfeng's heart, and this white fairy fire was in his palm.

This palm came from Qingyuan, and his cheeks could be vaguely seen. Under the reflection of the immortal fire, it was shining with a bright white light, flashing and dark.

Qingfeng suddenly turned around and saw a palm burning with the immortal fire.

But he did not hesitate at all, and the undispersed scenery in his hands immediately met him.

Buzz!

However, at this moment, two golden lights suddenly emanated from Qingyuan's body, emitting direct light to Qingfeng's eyes.

A ray of grey flashed across Qingfeng's body, but in just a moment, it was destroyed by his magic power, but his heart had already sunk in this instant.

When fighting, a moment of difference is the separation between heaven and earth.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng..."

With Kiyohara sighed.

A towering mountain emerged, towering into the clouds, lingering in the mist.

There is a golden dragon coiling on the mountain, and the dragon's mouth is filled with white beads.

But after a closer look, I saw that the dragon's head was in the middle of the mountain...that was equivalent to the position of Qingyuan's arm.

The fairy fire in the palm of the palm is a dragon ball, the palm is a dragon head, and the arm seems to have turned into a golden dragon.

This golden dragon, holding a dragon ball, hits towards the breeze.

...

Qingfeng was blocked by the Eye of the Mandrill for a moment, but as a real person, he had already condensed into a yang god and his reaction was extremely fast.

He raised his hand in a hurry, and the Wujingfeng from all directions barely blocked Qingyuan's palm and blocked the immortal fire.

But because of a missed opportunity, the no scenery wind in all directions that should have been the upper hand and destroyed the immortal fire failed to win.

"You won." Qingfeng looked at Qingyuan's cheeks that were flashing in the flames and sighed inexplicably.

The collision between immortal fire and immortal arts was once again triggered.

But this time, it was not as solid as the ancient Yue Killing God Finger and the Immortal Fire.

This time, the wind and fire were mixed, and the power swept across the world, opening up the hundred-foot heaven and earth.

A rumbling sounded suddenly.

The human immortal formation collapsed.

The wind and fire swept through Xianwuhai City.

It was in a daze...it was like the collapse of the universe.
Chapter completed!