There was also an old man in the team of the Ascending Immortal Sect, who was also an elder, but there were only two elders from the Ascending Immortal Sect this time, and compared to the luxurious lineup of the Zhenhai Sect, it was a bit lonely.

"The old man ascended to the Immortal Sect...... Qing Xuanzi, please advise! ”

"Well, let's go up!" Ziwei Zhenren's face was grim, although it was a competition, but if he was defeated, he would not be able to raise his head in the sect, and maybe, according to the rules of Zhenhai Sect, he would have to accept punishment!

These two people have cultivated to a very high level, and when they fight, these disciples below can't bear it.

The two of them slowly rose into the air, and the momentum gradually rose, and the airflow in the surrounding air immediately began to be disordered, and bursts of invisible oppression caused all the disciples to immediately begin to disperse their cultivation to resist, but there were still some disciples who had to retreat again and again.

However, these people from the Ascending Immortal Sect were safe and sound under the protection of the Great Elder of the Ascending Immortal Sect, and they all looked at the two people in the air.

Xiao ruthlessly snorted lightly, and the Great Elder Wu Xuanzhen looked embarrassed, but there was no good way for the time being.

Calling these disciples here is also to let them know that Zhenhai Sect is not a happy land, and it is probably about the cultivation of a sense of crisis.

There is also this refining qi flow is different from the refining body flow, Zhenhai Sect is seriously lacking in refining qi gong methods, this is also an important learning opportunity, and for the Ascending Immortal Sect, it is the same.

"Boom!"

A slight sound came out, and the disciples of the Ascending Immortal Sect were shocked, staring intently at the huge Dharma appearance displayed by the old man of the Zhenhai Sect after his body became larger, it was as tall as a two-story bamboo house, although it was a little weird, but his face was clear, it was Ziwei.

I saw that the breath around him was circulating, disturbing the wind and clouds, and collapsing the space, and when he grabbed his fists, there was a loud explosion in the air, and between one breath and one breath, the wind at the end of his nose suddenly rose.

Standing between heaven and earth, he is like a demon god, terrifying.

"Hahahahaha, Daoyou, take me a punch 'Benlong' and try it?"

Ziwei Zhenren opened his mouth and laughed, like thunder, and the sound was rolling.

As soon as he finished speaking, a punch blasted out, and suddenly, the punch condensed a mist black dragon more than three feet long, with antlers, fish scales, eagle claws, ox ears, pulling two long whiskers, straightening his body, and rushing towards the Qing Xuanzi of the Ascending Immortal Sect like thunder!

"Hahahaha, it's good to come!"

Qing Xuanzi was not busy, his hands flashed, and he had already pinched out a trick, a huge water balloon grew in the wind, and in an instant, his figure disappeared in the eyes of everyone, only the huge water ball was still growing rapidly, driving the surrounding space to be foggy, and the air below was filled with thick water vapor.

"Go!"

Qing Xuanzi shouted, and the water ball roared up at a speed that was not inferior to that of the fog dragon.

Elders like Wu Xuan, and even disciples like He Tao were better, but most of the Zhenhai Sect disciples in the square couldn't help but show fear on their faces.

They knew that the water balloon also had a huge and incomparable power, and unlike the supernatural powers of the elders of this sect, the attack that such spells often had was to burst......

"Boom!"

Sure enough, a series of loud roars came, like summer thunder, endlessly, and the disciples of the Zhenhai Sect who had slightly lower direct bombardment skills covered their ears one after another, but in their eyes, they were still frenzied and flashing with brilliance.

"Is this the air flow of refining......"

"This, is this the power of heaven and earth mobilized?"

"Oh my God......

Wang Xin's ears were full of such exclamations, in fact, she was also completely shocked, looking at the different phases in the sky in a daze, it was really hard to imagine that under this blue sky and white sun, human power could create such a scene and momentum.

"Come and don't be rude, fellow Daoist, be careful!"

Qing Xuanzi let out a hearty laugh, and in the dazzled inadvertentness of everyone, three cold rays of light had shot towards the purple like lightning, and the arc drawn in the air was like a silver silk thread, which was dizzying!

"Humph!"

It was like a muffled thunder in the sky, Ziwei did not dodge or dodge, his fists waved, although his body was huge, but the fists were as fast as the wind, and in the midst of the turmoil, his fists had met the three stabbing long swords.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

With three crisp sounds in a row, the three magic swords smashed his fists into the air, showing amazing defense.

"Boom!"

There was another bang, and I saw that his huge figure began to shrink, but the momentum increased even more.

Hearing the loud noise, when everyone looked at it urgently, they saw that he was like a meteor, suddenly sending out an incomparable speed, and rushed straight towards Qing Xuanzi, and the divine power on the surface of the fist surged, which was discernible to the naked eye.

Where does Qing Xuanzi dare to fight with him in close quarters, the strongest thing in the body refining flow is the body's defense, and if he touches this body, there is nothing good about it, and his mind moves, and his body has drifted away.

Although it was to avoid the battle, his figure was dashing, his movements were elegant, and he showed the demeanor of an immortal, which formed a strong contrast with Ziwei's evil qi.

The disciples of the Zhenhai Sect suddenly had an absurd idea in their hearts, but they all hid it deeply in their hearts, and their faces did not move.

This kind of battle scene is like an immortal who is soaring through the clouds, holding a fairy sword and subduing demons, and the Ziwei Elder of this sect is the extremely vicious monster!

It was the sect master of the Zhenhai Sect who also frowned secretly at this time, expressing dissatisfaction.

"It's just combat power, how can you forbear, you don't understand, you can make such a strange image!"

It turned out that in the memory of the high-level leaders of the Zhenhai Sect, they had also seen the elders of the sect show such shocking magical spells, but what they revealed was a majestic god-man atmosphere, either covered in golden light, or white as a saint, which is like Ziwei is showing it now, as if people have a grudge against him to kill his wife and destroy his ancestors, he is full of evil spirits, like a demon general.

But they are the same, whether it is the size of their body or the strength they have, they can practice to the standards pointed out in "Dragon Elephant Gong", but no one can achieve that kind of dignified artistic conception.

However, at this time, seeing that Ziwei knew that the magic power of the law was terrifying, and it did not have a deterrent effect of taking the lead, but recovered and switched to other skills, Xiao Wuru was reluctant to remind him out loud, besides, in terms of the use of divine souls, they were not as good as the profession of refining airflow, in case they found out to others, but they would lose face.

But Ziwei was a little excited at this time.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, a flash of red light, and a big knife as red as blood appeared in his hand, which was his medium-grade spiritual weapon "Blood Evil Knife!" “

In the definition of Shengkong Island, weapons are divided into four categories: mortal weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and treasure weapons, each of which is divided into low, medium, high, and extreme four grades, of course, it is said that there are more harmful immortal weapons on top of this, but no one can see it, only in legends.

The refining body flow is mainly based on physical strength, and it generally disdains to use weapons without encountering life and death.

But Ziwei was a little depressed, this Qing Xuanzi's speed actually surpassed his, and from time to time he also used the special magic power of the Yuanying Monk "Teleport!" This made his whole body strength unexpectedly unsettled, and he was already dissatisfied in his heart.

"You used the weapon first, you can't blame me!" He secretly thought, the divine power in his body was mobilized, and with a ruthless sword, he had already slashed far away in the direction where Qing Xuanzi was.