It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 164 The Third Level of Martial Arts Origin Infant

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Li Qinglin frowned slightly and looked up at the sky above Leifeng.

Then he noticed a sharp aura that almost broke through the purple sky, falling unscrupulously on the mountain protection formation of Yungulei Peak.

"Lei Yuanzhong, could you have expected today?!"

Twisting and rolling air waves emerged outside the formation, revealing a middle-aged man with a gloomy temperament and a long sword on his back.

A body of martial arts energy and blood condensed into essence.

It even affects the air flow, interfering with the opposing air flow and using it to float with extremely exquisite control.

Behind him, there were nearly ten figures, carrying green and white flying wings. They seemed to be some kind of secret blood weapon, and they stirred up wind and waves.

"Wu Yong? Alas, I regretted killing your family by mistake back then. But since you escaped with your life, why did you come to die?"

Lei Yuanzhong, the master of Yungu Leifeng Peak, let out a long sigh.

Wu Yong's eyes were cold and cold. When he heard this, his face was throbbing. He could no longer hold it back and let out a long roar. The energy and blood in his body was like a dragon rising out of the sea.

Suddenly, a bloody villain flew out from between his eyebrows, embracing a bloody sword.

The sword flashed!
  boom!
  boom!
  A deafening sound sounded.

The mountain-protecting formation of Yungulei Peak suddenly swayed, and rapid and chaotic moans were heard.

"How is it possible? Is this Nascent Soul?"

"Nascent Soul? How did a warrior like him cultivate Nascent Soul?"

"It's impossible. Wu Yong only has a middle-grade spiritual root qualification. It's not easy to refine a golden elixir. What's more, he has already switched to martial arts. How can he break through to the Nascent Soul realm?"

"This is the new path of those warriors! What did they mess up with the old method? This move will definitely attract heavenly punishment!"

As soon as the bloody villain appeared, the whole place was filled with fear.

Even Lei Yuanzhong and Master Yuxu hesitated for a moment, seeing that although the bloody villain's aura was powerful and even caused strange phenomena in the world, it did not contain the power of laws unique to the Nascent Soul realm.

Only then did I feel relieved.

Lei Yuanzhong was furious. At this moment, Juxia Jiebing Dojo was not over yet, so he could not retreat.

As long as he takes a step back, Yungu Leifeng's majesty will be wiped out.

"The evil heretic pretends to be a Nascent Soul. I think your so-called martial arts is nothing more than that!"

Lei Yuanzhong took a step forward, and the two of them fought in an instant.

Visible to the naked eye, the qi-blood flames and the golden light of mana intertwined and collided, creating a large twisted area that even the qi practitioners could not see clearly.

Crack!

Crack!

Thunder snakes flew everywhere, and the sword light covered the sky and the sun.

Lei Yuanzhong, as a Jindan master, majors in thunder magic. He has an innate advantage at high altitudes. He controls a giant peak of Yuanmai refined into a magic weapon. With a casual strike, the entire giant peak triggers dozens of feet of purple. Thunder.

Boom!

A large swath of void was smashed by the giant peak of Yuan Magnetic into a hole that has never recovered, and the remaining arcs flickered uncertainly.

Wu Yong did not dodge or dodge. The bloody villain came with a sword. He was obviously as small as grass, but he was surrounded by people who were surrounded by energy and blood. During the collision, he was not inferior to the giant peaks of Yuanci.

"The three transformations of Yuan Ying - Spring and Autumn Transformation!"

Wu Yong shouted angrily, and the surface of the bloody villain was intertwined with secret patterns, suddenly forming a special state of half withered and half shiny, conveying the charm of the vicissitudes of time.

"Law of Time? Impossible!"

Seeing this, the expressions of all the Jindan monks present changed wildly.

What did they see?
  A mere 'ordinary' who has been practicing martial arts for less than a hundred years has actually avoided disaster without resorting to spiritual roots.

Just by relying on energy, blood, and soul, a new method that has never been heard of or seen!
  The third level of martial arts, Yuanying? !
  To deviate from the scriptures and betray the Tao, to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, is to go against the principles of heaven and earth, and to abandon the method of the immortal!
  Lei Yuanzhong's face was as gloomy as water.

High in the sky, Kurong Yuanying and the Yuan Magnetic Giant Peak kept colliding. At the beginning, He Yuanwu still had a slight advantage due to his deep magic power and favorable weather and location.

As time went by, Wu used his energy, blood, and soul to melt into one, and his essence, energy, and spirit were condensed, and he became more and more courageous as he fought.

The fierce and courageous spirit in his body gradually overwhelmed Lei Yuanzhong.

Many immortal cultivators frowned deeply and felt something bad in their hearts.

But among the crowd, Li Qinglin faintly noticed that something was wrong with Wu Yong's state.

Underneath his bravery, he could not hide his impatience.

Moreover, the martial arts practiced by Li Qinglin were perfected by dozens of generations over the next six hundred years.

The intention and subtlety are far beyond the martial arts of this era.

He could clearly see that the secret patterns on the surface of the Kurong Yuanying were too complex and mysterious. While changing at high speed, the error tolerance rate was extremely low, and it was inevitable that some of them would be offset by collisions.

As a result, the so-called "Spring and Autumn Change" of Yuanying is difficult to last.

If Li Qinglin guessed correctly, it would be ten breaths at most. If there were no other changes, Wu Yong would definitely be defeated.

That is to say, Li Qinglin's thoughts stopped.

Boom! !
  suddenly,

An earth-shattering loud noise came from inside Yungulei Peak.

The mountain-protecting formation trembled, and after the light dimmed for a few minutes, it suddenly broke!
  However, more than ten mysterious people were seen emerging from the nine thunder peaks.

Li Qinglin also saw an acquaintance with bright eyes, white teeth, and a beautiful face.

"Junior Brother Gao, please help me."

Suddenly, a message sounded in Li Qinglin's ears.

Li Qinglin raised his eyebrows and saw Yan Qiannian, who had been 'resurrected from the dead'. Behind Senior Sister Yan, there were many Foundation Establishment Deacons chasing after her.

"Naughty! He actually betrayed the sect and helped the warriors destroy the formation! He deserves to be killed!"

"Yan Qiannian! The sect treats you well, why do you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors?!"

Deacon Establishment's face was furious.

Senior Sister Yan said with a cold face,

"I only have low-grade spiritual roots. I have been cultivating immortality for hundreds of years, but it is difficult to build a foundation. The secret method of improving the qualifications of spiritual roots is even listed as a forbidden technique for the sect. I have worked hard to acquire Taoism for many years, but it is only one-tenth or two-tenths.

It’s hard for me to find the path to immortality, but the martial arts is another road to immortality! "

A foundation-building deacon's mana surged, and he used the magic weapon Jackdaw Thorn. Thin rays of cold light shuttled quickly. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly accelerated and passed over Yan Qiannian's back, leaving a deep blood mark.

"Junior Brother Gao! I know you are hiding your strength. If you can help me, Senior Sister, today, I will definitely have a lot of treasures to thank you for!"

Yan Qiannian's urgent voice transmission sounded in his ears again.

Half a month ago, there was a powerful aura that suddenly disappeared in the Temple of the Imperial Concubine. Yan Qiannian investigated for a long time afterwards, and even confirmed with Wu Yong, but he could not find the owner of that aura.

In her heart, a terrifying and ridiculous possibility arose.

So at this moment, even if there is only one chance in ten million, she wants to seize it firmly.

As long as she escapes today, Wu Yong promises her that he will teach her his method, the martial arts of Yuan Ying's three transformations!

Listening to Yan Qiannian's voice transmission, Li Qinglin remained silent, but a detached perspective emerged in his mind, overlooking the turmoil.

The two Lei Yuanzhong were fighting in the distance.

The aftermath of the nearby Yunguleifeng mountain guard formation being shattered.

A group of warriors were not afraid of life and death and broke into Leifeng to fight with the cultivators.

There are also other cultivators like Yuxu Sect who sit on the wall and observe the changes.

All scenes and sounds appeared in Li Qinglin's mind like slow motion.

(End of this chapter)