Eternal Tranquility

Burning anointing oil to continue the dial, and living in poverty for many years, if you want to go from an ordinary Qi practitioner to the peak of the Mahayana realm, not to mention those external factors such as opportunities, circumstances, etc., the effort required The effort, energy, and time are all extremely huge.

Thousands of years of hard work, countless hardships, and finally reached the top, only to be destroyed in a few breaths. His cultivation fell from Mahayana to the early stage of integration. It is not difficult to understand the hatred and anger coming from behind him. The sky roared with rage.

However, as an enemy and the initiator of all this, Liu Qinghuan was not in the mood to feel sorry for Yujiu. What he wanted to feel sorry for now was his own life, and he didn't know when it would be gone.

This dirt road, which is only one or two feet wide, is like a bridge, spanning an endless abyss. The hot wind roars in, as if it wants to blow people off the bridge.

Liu Qinghuan ran forward while thinking about a way to escape. However, the entire place was unobstructed and there was not even a place to hide.

Maybe down to the abyss?

As soon as the idea came up, he rejected it. For some reason, he had a feeling that the abyss might contain dangers that were even more difficult to estimate and deal with. It would be better not to go down there unless it was absolutely necessary.

He glanced behind him. Yujiu's appearance at this time was very terrifying. He was neither human nor bird. Half of his shoulders and wings were still mutilated. However, Yujiu didn't seem to care. His eyes were all red with anger. , all he wanted to do was kill Liu Qinghuan.

However, the serious injury seemed to have a considerable impact on him. At least Liu Qinghuan escaped for half a quarter of an hour without being caught up.

This made his mind come alive again. After pondering for a moment, he decided not to take the risk.

Even if the other party is seriously injured, his current cultivation level is a big level higher than his, and as a former Mahayana monk, he has many methods, so it is not easy to deal with him.

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan suddenly realized something was wrong.

He looked up and looked ahead, only to see a narrow path winding away, and at the end of the road, the vaguely tall door frame was still hidden in the darkness.

No, he didn't seem to be getting any closer to her at all!

Logically speaking, although the door seems to be quite far away, he has tried his best to escape Yujiu's pursuit at this time, and his speed may not be much slower than thunder and lightning. Why should he stand in that dark place at this moment? It's under the door.

However, since he entered this strange place, the door has been standing at the end of the road, seemingly waiting for anyone who sees it to open it, but now he can't get close?

Before he could think it through, there was a sharp cry that broke through the air behind him, and a sharp sword suddenly flashed across the black abyss beside him!

Liu Qinghuan was startled, and when she rushed forward, she heard several "puff" sounds, and several sharp feathers penetrated deeply into the road behind her. Each of the slender hairs that stood upright like spikes They all shone with black brilliance and exploded suddenly, spreading dust quickly like a plague.

A monster wielding a sickle-like forelimb poked its head out of the darkness on the roadside at this moment. It might have planned to attack Liu Qinghuan, but it suffered a disaster this time. It was covered by the dust, and most of its head was gone in an instant. , the rest of the body quickly melted into pale green pus.

A sinister laughter sounded, Yujiu dragged his half-broken body, and raised his hand to send flying feathers all over the sky: "I have never fallen so hard in my life. Even if I kill you today, I can't vent my hatred. Your master, Friends, everyone who has anything to do with you will die together!”

This man has gone crazy!

Those feathers exploded one after another, and the dust like poisonous miasma was blown all over the sky by the strong wind. It quickly gathered and poured back from all directions, blocking the way forward.

Seeing this, Liu Qinghuan took out the crystal-clear flaming gourd. When the gourd opened, a thick red beam of light rushed out. The solar fire power broke away the dark atmosphere and opened a path.

Liu Qinghuan rushed out, and the Qianqiu Samsara Pen appeared in his hand. The tip of the pen drew a path, and a long river of blood flowed out from under the pen and ran horizontally behind him.

"boom!"

Yujiu pointed out, and the long river broke. A sharp beam of light passed through the rushing river as fast as lightning. Liu Qinghuan could not dodge, and could only barely protect his body with the green light, avoiding his vital points, and was hit and flew away. Blood splashed into the air!

"Well!"

Liu Qinghuan groaned in pain, and a long blood mark appeared on his back, which was so deep that the bones could be seen, almost cutting him in half!

"Run away, keep running away!" Yujiu walked out of the rushing river with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, killing you all at once will be like taking advantage of you. I will torture you slowly and let you die slowly!"

After saying that, he waved his hand again. Although Liu Qinghuan jumped forward suddenly, he still did not avoid it, and there was another bloody wound on his body.

The huge and insurmountable gap in cultivation left him with almost no room to fight back.

But it was not Liu Qinghuan's style to wait for death. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, murderous intention flashed in his hand, and the broken arrow suddenly shot out from his sleeve!

"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" Yujiu sneered, waving his hand to slap him, but found that there was a cyan vial wrapped in the bloody murderous intent.

Yujiu had suffered a big loss not long ago. Seeing Liu Qinghuan repeating his old trick, Yujiu took a step back in fear, waving his wings to create a hurricane, just wanting to push it away.

Naturally, there could be no dream-tracing poison in the vial. It was just a tactic used by Suspicion to gain time. With a bang, the vial exploded, and a huge cloud of mist rose up, blocking Yujiu's sight.

Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to fly out and continue running away.

"Ahhh!"

When Yujiu realized that he was being tricked, he was furious and his face turned red with rage. He waved away the fog and struck out with another palm!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being shocked. The opponent obviously didn't hold back anymore. A clear palm print appeared in the void, with black light flashing around its edge, and countless cracks in the space showing its terrifying power!

If he can't catch it forcefully, he can only hide, but he can't hide. Even if he avoids the front, being carried by the palm wind makes him feel like he has been hit hard. He can no longer control his body and is swept away like a kite with its string cut off. He flew out and fell into the abyss beside the path.

The whistling hot wind passed by him, and Liu Qinghuan spat out a large mouthful of blood. He felt that all his internal organs were shaken out of place by this blow. If he hadn't cultivated the immortal body, he might have been already alive by now. The flesh body shattered and exploded.

Thick green wood energy surged out of his body, and Liu Qinghuan managed to take a breath. During the fall, he caught a glimpse of the scene above and saw that the mandarin pigeon also jumped down.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, I'm afraid this little life today is really going to be handed down like this. All strategies and countermeasures are as fragile and hopeless as paper in the face of absolute strength. The opponent can beat him to death without even using magic techniques or Taoist techniques.

However, at this moment, a little white light suddenly appeared below the dark abyss that was originally so thick that even spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. As the distance got closer and closer, the light became brighter and brighter. With a bang, finally The whole world turned white!

Liu Qinghuan was blind for a short time and couldn't see anything. She instinctively stretched out her hand to block the light, but she touched a cold and hard... stone?

This book has written about low-level vs. high-level many times, but if you are a reader who has been following it until now, you should have seen some settings. The setting for cross-level battles in the book is that the protagonists will crush each other at the same level, so battles at the same level generally progress very quickly. Fighting across small steps requires a battle. The last situation is to fight across a higher level, such as Jindan versus Nascent Soul. The person with a higher level will basically have a qualitative leap in strength. The person with a lower level will basically be unable to defeat the higher level. Even if they win, they won't be won through a pure battle of strength.