The top of the Qingcheng Sect!

"Roar!"

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, a scene that would make many practitioners unbelievable was clearly presented before their eyes.

That long river of sword energy, like a river or a sea, was carrying the power of nine-day thunder, and suddenly stabbed in the direction of Zhou Changqing.

A simple shadow of the Buddha gradually appeared behind the dragon-elephant ghost fairy. The Buddha clasped his hands and recited mantras, seeming to be accumulating some powerful power.

At this time, it is too late to say, but it will be soon,

But it was this long river of sword energy that was like a river and a sea that descended in front of Zhou Changqing first!

Tear!

Crackling!

Visible to the naked eye, the void where the clouds are located has been marked by sharp sword energy, creating dark space cracks.

The power of a sword shatters the void.

The power of this sword energy alone is enough to pose a threat to a Taoist priest in the late third realm, not to mention that there are now thousands of sword energy coming through the air.

Danger! Danger!

At this moment, in the eyes of Lin Fengjiao, Taoist Burial Master, and others, Zhou Changqing could only resist one or two unless he had some magical power to protect his body, or some magic weapon to protect his body.

…………

However.

No one saw that the golden elixir ancestor Chen Beixuan standing behind them quietly opened his eyes again.

There seemed to be countless whistling blue thunders dancing in his eyes.

That's right, his pair of fairy eyes hides a powerful golden elixir magical power]!

A magical power that is powerful enough to defeat any Jindan ancestor.

"For a ghost immortal, these two good killing magical powers can indeed cause serious injuries to them..."

"But, that's only useful when facing a ghost fairy..."

"If you are facing a loose immortal, it is still unknown whether you can break through the body-protecting power of a loose immortal!"

In an instant, a burst of words that no practitioner could detect fell from the mouth of Chen Beixuan, the ancestor of Jindan.

Ghost Fairy.

Sanxian.

Although these two kinds of immortal gods are also intermediate level immortals, there is a big difference in power between them.

If the ghost immortals in this heaven can be regarded as the ninth-level immortals, then this loose immortal can be regarded as the sixth-level immortals.

Let me ask, with such an obvious immortality standing in front of me, it can be seen which one is stronger and which one is weaker between the two.

…………

The next second.

Zhou Changqing faced the terrifying river of sword energy in front of him. His expression was fearless, and a bright white jade-colored light bloomed all over his body. Then, he punched out violently.

Roar!

In an instant, a voice like Hong Zhongdalu's voice echoed in this world.

Crackling!

A mighty white air wave exploded with a bang, sweeping across the entire cloud, and causing white sonic boom clouds to explode out of the surrounding void.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that would shock any practitioner appeared before everyone's eyes!

Katcha!

Visible to the naked eye, the dense river of sword energy began to explode inch by inch under Zhou Changqing's fist, which contained the power of loose immortals.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an increasingly shining celestial power gathered in Zhou Changqing's fist, and then he blasted it forward again.

The power of a punch shatters the void!

In an instant, even the void around this cloud was blasted out with a huge black hole in space!

And the terrifying power contained in this punch has just exploded.

Crackling...

The sword qi that was between illusion and reality were like broken dream bubbles. Countless sword qi began to tremble slightly. Finally, it seemed that they could not bear the powerful power contained in this punch and got stuck.

With a sound of inspection, they began to break apart one after another.

After a while, the entire sword energy river was completely shattered.

But.

This is not over yet, because behind this long river of sword energy, there is a Buddha's fist shadow that seems to contain infinite power. Just like an ancient giant swinging its fist, it suddenly falls towards the void where Zhou Changqing is.

Crackling!

In an instant, circular golden air waves emerged from around the Buddha's fist shadow. The fist shadow passed by and the air waves exploded.

One punch! The terrifying power contained in this punch alone is enough to shatter a thousand-meter mountain.

This is pure power!

It is also a pure magical power!

At the same time, such a pure magical power is enough to shatter any aura of heaven and earth, as well as any magical power.

This kind of pure power can only be defeated by another kind of pure power. There is no other way.

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"You thief, this magical power of this ghost fairy can break through any method!"

"I would like to see what you are capable of!"

In mid-air, a voice full of gloating came from the mouth of this dragon-elephant ghost fairy.

"Xixi!"

At this time, Zhou Changqing did not open his mouth to refute anything, but opened his mouth and took a long breath.

Suddenly, above the entire cloud, a whirlwind rolled back and air waves flew across the sky.

And just after Zhou Changqing took a deep breath, he stepped forward with his right foot. Then, he clenched the fist with bulging veins again, and a bright white jade-colored light came from his own body.

The depths of his skin bloomed, and then, his whole body was wrapped in it.

Of course.

More of this dazzling brilliance converged on Zhou Changqing's clenched right fist.

In an instant, an aura full of immortality and supreme strength wrapped around Zhou Changqing's body.

At this moment, Zhou Changqing seemed to have transformed into a giant god that had existed since ancient times. His eyes were wide open, and a bright white jade light reflected him like a giant god who had come to the world.

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"This punch is a serious punch!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Changqing's heart suddenly jumped. Then, his fist wrapped with the brilliance of Zhiyang Zhigang carried a terrifying power like an ancient giant, and he punched the Buddha's fist in front of him.

The direction of the shadow suddenly swung away.

"Boom!"

A fist like a mountain, an ordinary bright fist...the two collided heavily like this.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, it seemed as if two mountains were colliding together. First, there was an earth-shaking roar, and then, there was a burst of golden and jade-colored ripples, sweeping away in all directions.

…………

"Kacha."

Above the clouds, behind the dragon-elephant ghost fairy, a phantom of the Buddha containing the aura of compassion was revealed. Suddenly, a flash of Buddha light bloomed. However, within a moment, the body of the phantom of the Buddha was covered with cracks.

Subsequently, the cracks expanded, and the phantom of the Buddha was shattered.

Faintly, there seemed to be a mournful wail that resounded throughout the world.

"Poof!"

When the phantom of the Buddha shattered, the face of the Dragon Elephant Ghost Immortal standing in the void turned red, and then a pool of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Dragon Elephant Ghost Fairy is actually injured!

On the side, many disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, after seeing this scene, their faces were as heavy as water, with expressions of disbelief and despair.

"Too bad, I didn't expect that the two master uncles, two against one, could not defeat a ghost fairy on the opposite side. Moreover, the dragon elephant master uncle was injured..."

"How do you think this battle is going to be fought?"
To be continued...