Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 353

"boom."

Qingtian Fengxue giant punched down, stirring up the wind and snow in all directions, and smashed a deep hole in the snow. On the snow, several strong men were evading.

They turned into streamers, with different colors, and they kept climbing around the giant. They were rushing towards Zhao Wujiang on the giant's shoulders.

Zhao Wujiang looked down at the nine figures that flew by, and chanted:
"The sky is full of water, and the earth is sixty percent."

The wind and snow condensed into a clear ice blue ice crystal long sword in his hands, and he jumped forward to meet the nine people.

Outside the boundless wind and snow, Chaos was driving a big bay red horse, Zhao Xiaoyin hugged behind him, and the two kept galloping towards Chang'an.

The chaotic face was frosty, and he didn't say a word. Zhao Xiaoyin looked anxious. He wanted to ask a few times, but he hesitated to speak.

Only the sound of horseshoes was like thunder.

"Will my father be okay?" Zhao Xiaoyin still asked the most concerned words.

"What can he do?" Chaos said hoarsely, "Go back to Chang'an first."

The horse ran wildly, suddenly neighed as if frightened, and then stopped.

A crowd of horses and horses stepped out in front, about a hundred of them, nearly half of them were holding machine crossbows, and the remaining nearly ten percent were powerful men with awe-inspiring momentum.

"I didn't expect to meet your clan's alliance here. It's a dog's skin plaster." Chaos cursed fiercely. It stands to reason that there should not be so many strong clans near the border of Chang'an.

Behind them, more than 30 strong men from the Wu clan slowly appeared. Although they were not as powerful as those who besieged Zhao Wujiang, they were more than enough to encircle Chaos and Zhao Xiaoyin.

"There are wolves in front and tigers in back. I can't run away." Chaos slightly lowered his body, he held Zhao Xiaoyin behind him, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his silver hair was rapidly turning black. He grinned, revealing his fair complexion. teeth, no matter what today, he will send Zhao Xiaoyin to break out, otherwise, he will be sorry for Zhao Wujiang.

He said so in his heart, his momentum was like Li Shuo.

Zhao Wujiang's black robe was stained dark and clear by the blood that was constantly spilling, his breath became more and more sluggish, his left eye was covered with blood, he narrowed his right eye slightly, watching the wolf look at the nine people who had passed by and surrounded him, and let out a sigh. Hehe laughter:

"The fire of Suihuang, the earth of Cangwu hahaha.
Five Elements Immortal Ascension Technique! "

In the constant fights just now, he has already roughly understood what these strong men's cultivation bases are all about.

"As expected of you, Zhao Wujiang, you can see it after only ten moves in a short fight. You have a lot of knowledge and knowledge." The strong man of the Li clan targeted Zhao Wujiang, and said words of sincere admiration.

"Incense to become a god, you can't do it, so you went another way?
I'm curious, who taught you this Taoist Five Elements Ascension to Immortal Art?" Zhao Wujiang has been looking for a way to heal himself since seven or eight years ago, and he learned about the Taoist Five Elements Immortal Ascension Art on the way.

The five elements, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the art of ascending to immortality by the five elements, use the medium of the heavens and the earth and the five elements to borrow power from the vast world to bless oneself. Induce catastrophe from heaven and earth.

Those who have survived the catastrophe will have a higher level of cultivation and become immortals step by step.

However, the Taoist Five Elements Ascension to Immortal Art, since ancient times, the method of crossing the catastrophe has disappeared in the years. If you practice it, once the catastrophe comes, you will be unable to resist it at all.

So Zhao Wujiang was very curious, why these few powerhouses who had reached the ninth rank were all safe and sound, naturally there was a mystery that he didn't understand.

He didn't realize it before, but those people he met were too weak, and his cultivation base was not the blessing of Immortal Ascension Technique, it should be the people in front of him who forcibly improved them.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The strong man of the Qin clan had a gloomy face. He unleashed his vast cultivation base without reservation, and just wanted to take down Zhao Wujiang quickly.

The sky and the earth seemed to be buzzing, and the nine powerhouses unleashed their monstrous cultivation, drowning Zhao Wujiang.

"Damn it" Zhao Wujiang cursed in a low voice, there are nine ninth-level powerhouses, if he is not in Chang'an, he would not be a strong opponent at all.
His eyes flickered, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and Lao Tzu would also be able to ascend to immortality, so he yelled loudly:
"Water is born in the sky, and [-]% in the earth!"

"Earth two fires, sky seventy percent!"

"Three trees grow in the sky, and eighty percent of the earth grows!"

"Earth produces gold four times, and heaven ninety percent produces it!"

"Heaven gives birth to five parts of earth, and ten parts of the earth!"

"Water, fire, wood, metal, and earth, the five elements ascend to immortality!"

The nine strong men of the clan looked at Zhao Wujiang in disbelief, and the movements of their hands involuntarily slowed down. They never imagined that Zhao Wujiang would actually know how to ascend to the five elements.

"boom!"

Zhao Wujiang felt as if something was ignited in his body, and then the mighty cultivation base took root and sprouted, and it surged in his body, flowing through his limbs and bones in an instant.

The Grand Master's early stage, middle stage, peak, consummation, half-step god level, first level, second level has skyrocketed to ninth level, and there is still no tendency to stop.

"Kill him!" The strong men of the clan yelled, they felt scared, they didn't understand, since Zhao Wujiang knew how to ascend the immortal technique, why didn't he use it all the time, and had to wait until today?Could it be that a few of them inspired him?
Zhao Wujiang let out a breath of foul air slowly, he stretched out a hand, as if holding the world in his palm, and shook it suddenly towards the strong man of the clan.

"boom."

As if they had been hit hard, their joints slammed, and blood continued to pour out from the torn wounds and mouths and noses.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, this time, the loud noise came from the sky, the sky was gloomy, and the sky seemed to be exhausted at this moment, the thunder light exploded in the dark clouds, and with a bang, the sky and the earth trembled in shock.

The silvery-white lightning arcs condensed in the dark clouds in an instant, and kept wandering away, gathering bigger and bigger, like a thunder pool that destroyed the world.

The next moment, a swimming dragon rushed out of the thunder pool, and it came from outside the sky in an instant, and hit Zhao Wujiang's body.

"Boom!"

The sky was bright, and the light of thunder shone through the world, Zhao Wujiang's body disappeared without leaving a trace, as if under this catastrophe, he was completely wiped clean.

"Zhao Wujiang is dead!" The powerful Qin clan couldn't believe it. The thunder was like a catastrophe, and it was impossible to resist it.

The snow giant wailed, and turned into a snowstorm again, and the tribulation thunder did not disappear, and walked in the snowstorm.

The nine strong men of the clan were frightened out of their wits and wanted to flee, but Lei Hu had already laid a net all over the world.

A world-destroying thunder net shrouded the clan powerhouses like sparrows in a cage. There was no way to avoid them, and all of them turned into ashes.

Heaven and earth are clear.

Twelve hours are fleeting, and the sky has lost all light, only the evening stars cast a sparse brilliance.

The wind was blowing all around, and it was snowing.

Gradually, the wind and snow became bigger and bigger.

The howling cold wind and winter snow condensed into a figure, Zhao Wujiang's face was as pale as paper, and he returned to the world.

"Wow"

A mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, flowing on the snow, and a thunder arc flickered slightly.

A long-lost mechanical voice sounded in his mind:

【Ding!The gods and immortals face each other, and fate and luck blend together.

Live to death, life minus one]

(End of this chapter)