Chapter 124: Qingyun Yin God

"The time has come!" At the same time, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up, since he made the oath, the sense of alienation, estrangement, and all kinds of entanglements on his body have receded like a tide, and he knows that the oath he made and the things he promised have all been done!

The Black King, the Mile Mirage, the Celestial Shadow, the three great heavenly kings of the Demon Sect, all died at their own hands, and in order to save his godson, the oath he made to cultivate an inch has disappeared automatically!

His own apprentice did a really beautiful job in this matter, and he really used himself as bait to attract the Shadow Demon Boss, and then, at the last moment, the Lung God slashed out that knife. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A knife kills!!

As soon as his heart moved, three balls of pills flew out of his sleeve robe, it was the Barellara Returning Pill that was already obviously smaller, and the three pills exploded at the same time, turning into a rolling fragrant medicinal power, which was instantly inhaled into his body, and the huge medicinal power, under the transformation of the ancient human body, quickly turned into a strong Qingyun True Qi.

Qingyun true qi is forced out from two directions at the same time, one starts from the kun position, forces the true yang qi, reverses the upper Qiangong intermingling, and returns to the kun position, which is from the outside to the inside;

The spirit is clear, and the hole turns into a void. Cook and forge fiercely, and form a treasure!

Almost in an instant, a Qingguang Dharma slowly emerged from the upper dantian, called the king of Taiqing, called the dantian treasure, also known as the yin god.

An indescribable feeling of comfort emerges from all over the body, far beyond the physical experience, it is a kind of detachment, a kind of ease, a kind of satisfaction, it turns out that the path of cultivation is such a thing!

The changes in the vitality, essence, and even the twelve yuan in all directions are less blocked by the physical body, but they are so bright and clear.

In the overflow of blue light, Dao Jun's law phase slowly condensed, and it was still rising inch by inch-

"It's actually at this time, the Yin God has been condensed! He hasn't formed a Yin God yet?!" The bald Taoist was startled at first, and his expression was strange again, he never thought that this Daoist, who had always been stinking and shameless, but always gave him an unfathomable feeling, was still at the level of the Great Perfection of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

Isn't that the same level as your own apprentice?

Can't fight your own apprentice?

The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it became, and the bald Taoist hurriedly threw this strange thought out of his mind, but this was the other party's backhand?

Isn't this even more ridiculous than just now!!

After half a burnt incense, the bald Daoist felt that something was wrong, why hadn't this yin god been condensed yet?

I saw that in the blue light, the light and shadow of the Dao Monarch continued to rise, three zhang, five zhang, ten zhang, and twenty zhang, as if there was no end.

The strength of the Yin God cultivated by a cultivator is related to the exercises he practiced, and the strength of his physical body.

The road is simple, the more mysterious things are, the more they can be explained by simple truths, just like steaming steamed buns, in addition to the material of the buns, the more important thing is the size of the steamer.

And the ancient body of a Taoist priest is not an order of magnitude at all with ordinary people, even compared with those who have achieved cultivation, the content and concentration of true qi contained in the body are dozens or hundreds of times stronger, so when these true qi gather together and evolve into a yin god, the feelings brought are completely different.

The rolling vitality is like a wolf pack that smells the bloody gas, and when it rushes up, where the green light shines, it has already condensed into a sea of green waves and light, and above the sea of light, the figure of Daojun continues to rise, it is already four hundred zhang high, and it is still climbing hard, this is also thanks to the medicinal power of the three grass pills, otherwise if you want to condense such a behemoth, you don't know how much effort it will take!

"This is the Yin God, Dao Ye almost thought that this was the two corpses of good and evil that were cut out!" The bald Daoist couldn't help but touch his bare head, as if he was sweating, should he be so exaggerated.

This is not the end, in fact, forming a Yin God is not just condensing into the King of Taiqing, the last step is to condense the evil qi between heaven and earth into it, which can not only enhance the sense between heaven and earth, but also increase all kinds of wonderful uses.

But in this chaotic chicken, all the immortal aura and aura are attracted by the twelve-fold yuanchen, where is there any dry and evil qi.

But fortunately, the exercises of the Qingcheng faction are always different from others, and the means of "Xuandu Shangpin", refined into the body, are not at all the evil qi of heaven and earth, but the sword intent that they have conceived, and raise the yin god with the sword intent.

In an instant, the people of Maoshan almost exploded, and they leaned closer, and they could feel it even more, as if there was a majestic and fierce sword intent, which was even better than the Eight Birds Sword, and rushed into the huge Yin God above.

At the same time, Qin Yu'er, who was fighting fiercely with the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor and honing the blade of the sword, raised his head violently, and the two swords in his hand, Immortal Jiao and Jade Shou, made a trembling sound at the same time.

'This kind of sword intent is the ancestor of the six generations!' Each generation of the ancestors of the Qingcheng faction has a different sword intent, and this kind of arrogant and cold bones, invincible feeling, is indeed only a generation of geniuses, Zhou Daozi can perform.

"Do you dare to slack off with the Ancestor Fighting Method?"

Accompanied by a cold and miserable sound, all kinds of insects and pigs in the air, as big as a water tank and as small as mustard seeds, gathered together, and turned into a thousand strange human and beast appearances, either pointing to the sky or supporting the earth.

I don't know what the other party has done, in an instant, dark clouds cover the sun, poisonous wind is raging, this poisonous gas, has been so strong that except for the void, everything is corroded cleanly, hundreds of miles around, was condensed into a huge poisonous gas cocoon, rising and shrinking, and every time it rises and contracts, it is accompanied by a more turbulent and fresh flow of poisonous gas, swept in.

This is the fame of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor, the Mysterious Poison Refining Divine Calamity Cocoon, which is a forbidden array technique that integrates law, array, technique, and technique!

"What a sharpening stone!"

In such a dangerous and tragic environment, even if Qin Yu'er used the Eight Desolation Sword, he could only cut out the void one after another, change the direction between the virtual and the real, and there was a slight difference between the virtual and the real, or he was stained with a little poisonous gas, not to mention his life, he couldn't even reincarnate his soul, and he would be a worm forever, which was also the origin of the terrifying reputation of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor.

But Qin Yu'er laughed out loud, even if the Taoist priest is an old acquaintance, I'm afraid he has never seen the other party laugh like this; perhaps, he himself is an optimistic and cheerful person, but his happiness is only based on the death of a person or his own death, killing or being punished, this juncture that makes ordinary people fear like a tiger and a wolf.

But only at this juncture can swordsmanship go further, and this is the path that every famous sword immortal must take.

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"It's finished?"

Maybe it's enough to accumulate, so unprecedented, maybe it's also the yin god of no one after him, he didn't encounter any level when he condensed, and he succeeded relatively smoothly, a five-hundred-zhang yin god, just like this, he stood up in this virtual and real cave sky, and in the midst of the scene, there may be a sale that is more powerful than him, but this rolling ferocious aura is a unique one.

Because at the last moment, he struck the only sword intent of the six generations of ancestors in the world on his Yin God.

'You didn't stop me when I submitted the dantian, perhaps, your biggest mistake!'

As soon as the three-colored light appeared, the Taoist priest's Qingyun Yin God crossed thousands of zhang, ten thousand zhang, or dozens of miles, and crossed in front of the demon corpse, just as this guy was swallowing a large ball of Qianyang Divine Thunder into his mouth.

This kind of demon exterminating god thunder, which is refined from the yang qi of heaven and earth, turns around in the opponent's body, and is turned into yin by the yang and turns into the breath of the heavenly demons, benefiting the whole body.

Before he could react, he saw a cloud of green shadows coming straight over, only turning around his body, and suddenly felt that a deep evil aura was pervasive.

Although it is said that the Taoist priest does not know the sword technique of his own school, but refining the sword intent into the Yin God, he will give birth to a kind of divine power called Qingyun Sword Demon, once it is unfolded, the degree of life and death is no less than that of the profound sword qi.

As soon as he turned away, the figure of the Heavenly Demon was split into tens of thousands of pieces!