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Chapter 124 Obtaining the Kung Fu

Eastern Wasteland, Southern Territory.

Yaoguang, who was practicing, suddenly had an impulse and frowned slightly.

"What happened? Why do I feel like something happened?"

Yaoguang became the Holy Son of Yaoguang Holy Land at a young age. He was extremely talented and had a spiritual awareness that was beyond ordinary people.

But now, although he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't be sure for a while.

"Is there something wrong with the interception of the 'God Lord'?"

There is a layer of golden brilliance flowing on the surface of the fluctuating body, and every move is extraordinary and has a special temperament.

"Except for Jiang Taixu, who is suspected of being a saint, I have never heard of any other saints in this world. A half-saint should be the top fighter. There shouldn't be any big accidents."

Thinking of this, Yao Guang relaxed a little and became less nervous.

"Presumably even if there is a problem, it will only be a minor setback and not a big deal."

At this time, there was a desert somewhere in the Central Territory.

The ancestor of the Zhou family pinched the ruthless half-saint in his hand, and everything in his body was imprisoned, making him unable to resist.

The half-saint of the ruthless lineage sighed in his heart. He did not bring the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron with fluctuating light this time. He just brought out a handful of holy weapons. He thought this was enough.

Unexpectedly, there was such a tyrannical protector on the opposite side, which put him in a desperate situation.

"The former secret method, depriving the soul of the soul, disrupting the ancient holy method, and confusing time and space!" Zhou Qing performed two unparalleled secret methods in succession.

In an instant, the semi-saint found that his soul appeared in another time and space, separated from his physical body, and was forcibly stripped away.

"Where is this place?" The half-saint soul was observing this time and space, feeling vaguely familiar.

The heaven and earth shook, and Zhou Qing's Yuan Shen appeared, standing in the same time and space as this semi-saint's Yuan Shen.

Suddenly, the half-saint noticed a slight fluctuation and laughed: "What a genius, you dare to bring me close to your consciousness space. Don't you think that in your home field, your consciousness can compete with a person?" Is the Half-Saint able to resist? It makes people laugh!"

Yes, this is Zhou Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, located between his eyebrows. Pieces of clouds and mist billow under their feet, like an independent world.

Zhou Qing's Yuanshen looked at this semi-saint Yuanshen expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the time and space here were chaotic again, and the souls of the two people traveled an unknown distance and arrived at another place.

"What do you mean, you think you can resist me in another place? Do you think the gap between you and me is very small? It seems that I can take you away before I die today. What a blessing!" Half Saint The Yuanshen sneered.

Suddenly, his expression froze, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

In the depths of a sea of ​​clouds, the clouds and mist turned into an endless sea of ​​chaos, and in this sea, stood a supreme portal, which seemed to be the origin of the entire world and the only truth in this world.

On this gate, there was an unimaginable ancientness and length, an aura that was simply incomprehensible, and his entire mind was occupied.

At the same time, a majestic chant resounded from Zhou Qing's mouth, shaking the heaven and the earth.

The gap between the Half-Saint and him is a bit big. If he were to save it by himself, the time needed would be measured in months or even years, which was too long. But in his sea of ​​consciousness and in front of the Gate of Destiny, he only needed a short time. Time can save him.

In the outside world, the ancestor of the Zhou family saw that the eyes of the half-saint he was holding suddenly dimmed, and his eyes were lifeless.

"The soul has suffered an inexplicable influence, which has affected the physical body. Why did Zhou Qing take away his soul?"

The ancestor of the Zhou family has tightly locked all the ways of this semi-saint. At this moment, as long as he is willing, he can crush this body with a gentle squeeze.

After an unknown amount of time, the semi-saint's soul flashed back into this body.

As soon as the ancestor of the Zhou family reacted, he saw this man showing a warm smile, very bright, and his temperament changed greatly.

The half-sage said: "Fellow Taoist, you can let me go. I am also working for fellow Taoist Zhou Qing. We are both on the same side."

At the same time, Zhou Qing also opened his eyes, showed a faint smile, and said: "Ancestor, you can believe his words, he is one of ours now."

A ray of light shot out from between his eyebrows and spread to the sea of ​​consciousness of the ancestor of the Zhou family.

The ancestor of the Zhou family understood what this was as soon as he realized it.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art! The Immortal Heavenly Art!" The ancestor of the Zhou family was shocked.

What kind of skill is this? This skill was created by that ruthless man more than 200,000 years ago. They got it all at once. What an opportunity!

"There are so many secrets in this person. I just felt on his body the aura that has been with the Jida Imperial Soldier all year round. It's hard to imagine. I don't know whose Imperial Soldier it is." The ancestor of the Zhou family came back to his senses. After that, he told Zhou Qing a piece of news.

Zhou Qing nodded and said: "Don't worry, everything they have will be ours from now on. We can easily take and use any Ji Dao Emperor Weapons if we want."

The ancestor of the Zhou family was very surprised: "Really? This is really a great opportunity. It's so rare. I can't even imagine how you did it. It's amazing!"

Half an hour later, Zhou Qing and others returned to Zhou's home. Zhou Qing once again began a life of retreat, going out, practicing, and retreating again.

A year flies by.

During this year, Zhou Qing's popularity surpassed everyone in Donghuang. In all restaurants, restaurants, and teahouses, you can always see people talking about Zhou Qing's affairs.

Along the way, Zhou Qing left behind an undefeated myth, which was so powerful that he was known as the God Lord of the Eastern Wasteland and became famous.

This was the year in which he fought most frequently, but it was also the year in which he gained the most. In his hands, he mastered all the secret techniques. After he traced all the methods back to their origins and mastered the most essential avenue, there was no secret. It's hard to catch him with magic.

He had fought against the Holy Lord of the East Wasteland and the Imperial Lord of Zhongzhou, and even in his hands, the bodies of the Holy Lords of two Holy Lands were lying at his feet.

That was the Holy Master of Jiuxiao Holy Land and Four Elephants Holy Land. He had always been at odds with the Zhou family, and there were conflicts of interest in many fields.

In a certain holy-level ruins, Zhou Qing just entered the training, found conflicts with the people of these two holy places, and killed some disciples.

But they were particularly protective of their weaknesses, killing the young and old, one by one. In the end, even the Holy Lord took action himself.

However, it was of no use. After a few moves in Zhou Qing's hands, his body was broken into two pieces and his soul was gone.

He keeps practicing, fighting, enlightening, asking about his true heart, seeking purity of mind, and wants to take his own path.

"There's a big battle outside the Immortal Mountain! Forty powerful men gathered together and the battle continued. Blood flowed all over the ground. It was so tragic!"