Wonderful Immortal Doctor

The moment Chen Wanli stepped onto the top of the mountain, the sun jumped out of the sea from the east, and its golden light illuminated the entire world. It was magnificent and beautiful, and the entire mountain top seemed to be covered with a layer of glow.

"There is great beauty in heaven and earth, but compared with it, our struggle is nothing."

An old man wearing a silk gown sighed and turned his head.

I don't know how old this old man is. His face is mottled and deeply wrinkled. There is only one pair of pupils, black and white, as pure and clean as a baby, but if you look closely, you will feel that those eyes are as deep as the sea.

Xiangjiang Feng Shui master, the best in southern magic, Zhou Xuannan!

This master who once locked up the Shoushan Mountain with one finger and killed the master with one finger, now looked like a good friend of Chen Wanli for many years, showing a pure smile: "My little friend is actually here. I thought that my little friend will Find another place to fight with me."

"How can you, Zhou Xuannan, make me afraid?"

Chen Wanli put his hands behind his back and looked calm.

When facing Zhou Xuannan head-on, he could clearly feel that at the top of the Xuan Realm, Zhou Xuannan was equivalent to the strength of a martial arts grand master, and was comparable to the fake alchemy stage in the Immortal Medical Scripture.

From Chen Wanli's point of view, as long as he is not a powerful golden elixir, he will definitely be able to fight.

However, the method of magic is strange and unpredictable. Chen Wanli also wanted to see the difference between Zhou Xuannan's magic and the magic of cultivating immortals in the Immortal Medicine Scripture.

Moreover, there was a vague aura about Zhou Xuannan, which seemed to be some kind of magic weapon or Taoist technique. Although Chen Wanli didn't feel any danger, he was a little surprised.

The cultivator is more sensitive to mental power than the martial arts master, and Zhou Xuannan can also feel that Dao Chen Wanli's strength is not inferior to him.

"I once met a master of mental power in Western Europe. He could use the concentration of mental power as his essence to cut through the air and chop off vegetation." Zhou Xuannan shook his head and said: "It's a pity that he is not as vast and endless as the world like Chen Xiaoyou. Chen Xiaoyou is one step closer to the extraordinary realm than me."

"You were able to kill the great master of Huajin more than ten years ago, and you haven't become extraordinary yet?"

Chen Wanli asked calmly.

He is also very curious about the extraordinary. Whether he has met Ichiro Kagami or Zhou Xuannan, they are both regarded as geniuses. Although they cannot compare with his creation, they are definitely talented.

But they were all stuck under the extraordinary, seemingly unable to step in no matter what.

"It's harder to be extraordinary than to reach the blue sky." Zhou Xuannan shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Since fifty years ago, I have never heard of a new extraordinary being born in this world. If there is, then it must be you or Zhenbei War God!"

"Really?" Chen Wanli smiled lightly and didn't care.

"A battle of wits involves both victory and defeat, as well as life and death. Are you ready to die?"

Chen Wanli raised his jade-white palm and activated his true energy. A small whirlwind gradually condensed in his hand, and finally formed a storm-like cyclone. The edge of the cyclone is extremely sharp, like a sharp electric drill that can tear steel.

"Haha, Xiaoyou Chen, you don't know who will win."

Zhou Xuannan laughed heartily, his sleeves and robes puffed up like a long dragon, and all the golden sunlight converged on him, making him feel like a god descending from heaven.

No matter how Zhou Xuannan despised Chen Wanli verbally, once he made a move, he went all out and used all his skills to suppress the situation. As he uttered a word, the void seal condensed, and two evil dragons rolled out from the sleeves of the robe.

The man surnamed Cai once said that Zhou Xuannan was able to form a magic circle within nine characters, and was regarded as the number one in the southern sect's mystical arts. Now Zhou Xuannan shouted to form a formation with nine words, and almost formed a magic formation with one word.

"Boom."

The long dragon of evil spirit rolled in like a mighty tornado. Zhou Xuannan's long hair was flying, and his sleeves and robe were fluttering and billowing up and down. It drove two evil dragons to intertwine with each other, forming a huge drill. And the center of the drill is Chen Wanli.

Facing this earth-shaking and evil dragon that caused a huge storm, Chen Wanli's expression did not change at all.

He held a small whirlwind in his hand. This whirlwind was condensed by true energy, running at high speed, accumulating and concentrating. The speed of its rotation is almost comparable to the fastest electric drill. The edge of the cyclone is as sharp as a knife, cutting the air into pieces of vacuum. At the core of the cyclone, it shines with lightning-like blue light, as beautiful and gorgeous as a thunderstorm. .

"go with!"

Chen Wanli pushed the whirlwind gently, and the blue cyclone flew out in a whoosh, pulling out a long air mark in the air, with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, and directly crashed into the majestic scroll. The evil spirit coming from the dragon.

Compared with the huge dragon of evil energy sweeping the world, the cyclone is very small, but once it enters the evil energy storm, it is like a drill cutting through tofu, passing through without any hindrance.

"not good."

Zhou Xuannan's expression changed slightly.

Different from his method of forming an array with his palms and condensing the evil energy between heaven and earth into a long dragon, Chen Wanli highly condensed his true energy to create a cyclone that was tens of millions of times more concentrated than his evil energy dragon, so although it was small in size, it was indestructible. In front of it, the evil spirit dragon is like a puffy balloon, which will pop when poked by a needle.

"combine."

Zhou Xuannan suddenly dispersed the long dragon of evil spirit, clasped his hands fiercely in front of his chest, brought up afterimages with his fingers, and rapidly changed various seals. A Yin-Yang magic circle condensed on his chest. The vast Yang Qi and the Yin Qi of the earth veins were attracted by him, and finally neutralized everything to form a huge Yin and Yang fish. The yin and yang fish spread out instantly, forming a slowly rotating but indestructible Tai Chi figure in the void.

"Oh!"

The blue cyclone shining with electric light slammed into the yin-yang diagram. This magic wall of air, which was enough to block bullets, only blocked the cyclone with a snap of a finger, and then collapsed. But Zhou Xuannan only needed this brief moment. He took the opportunity to take out a piece of tortoise shell and held it up in the air. The tortoise shell flew to the top of his head with a swish, and a hazy yellow light hung down.

Finally, the cyclone hit the yellow light. Although the yellow light shook violently, it was not broken in the end and was actually blocked.

"My little friend is worthy of being a person who dares to cross the river like a dragon. I originally thought that my little friend was just a master of martial arts, but I didn't expect that this spell is also amazing, much better than the old one." Zhou Xuannan sighed.

Although he repeatedly overestimated Chen Wanli, he did not expect that he would use all his methods and finally be forced to take out his protective magic weapon to block Chen Wanli's attack. Looking at Chen Wanli's relaxed look, he knew that he could condense this lightning cyclone again easily.

This is not the method of a warrior, but rather like a Qi spell, with a hint of thunder in it.

"If you only have this ability, you might as well die."

Chen Wanli's expression remained unchanged.