Mortal Immortal Palace

Taoist Han Yun looked at Zhou Qing, a look of scrutiny flashed in his eyes!

"You're weird!"

"In less than a month, he turned from an ordinary acquired warrior to a monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining!"

"It's not that easy to break through from the acquired realm to an innate warrior!"

"It only took you twenty days to break through!"

"And he also completed the transformation from innate to practitioner in a very short period of time!"

"Either you are born with spiritual roots and have a very high level, so that you can directly cross the acquired realm and become a practitioner."

"Either you have a huge secret that allows you to break through this limit!"

"I can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual roots in your body."

"You are a mortal through and through!"

"He achieved the innate realm through martial arts, and then forcibly cultivated to become a Qi-refining monk!"

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party would think of so many things in an instant.

Warning signs sounded in his heart, but Zhou Qing's expression remained unchanged.

"Haha, what are fellow Taoists talking about? I don't know!"

Taoist Han Yun's face was indifferent, "Don't know? It doesn't matter!"

"Catch you and I'll know everything!"

After he finished speaking, he formed a seal with his left hand and a little bit with his right hand!

A blue flying sword fell from his sleeve and swept towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing was startled, raised his hand and threw the flying sword. The sword light flashed, and a blaze of red slashed towards the blue flying sword!

The blue sword light flashed suddenly, avoiding Zhou Qing's flying sword, and was about to attack Zhou Qing's body.

Zhou Qing looked solemn and controlled the flying sword to catch up instantly.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The red flying sword was obviously faster and caught up with the blue flying sword in an instant.

There was a huge explosion during the collision, and waves of air were set off.

But Zhou Qing soon noticed something was wrong!

The opponent's control of flying swords is far superior to his!

The trajectory of the flying sword was always very mysterious, and he relied entirely on the speed of the flying sword itself to catch up.

His consciousness must cover the entire scene in order to capture the traces of the flying sword.

This feeling was terrible, he had never experienced it before!

Taoist Han Yun stared at him closely, with strange colors flashing in his eyes!

He had already seen Zhou Qing's weakness, "Sure enough, he just became a Qi Refining monk!"

"We haven't mastered the basic trajectory of the flying sword yet, so we are resisting it entirely by relying on the speed of the flying sword itself!"

"This is a top-grade flying sword. If it is in my hands, my combat power can be increased by another 30%!"

There was a trace of jealousy and a trace of greed in his eyes!

He suddenly made a seal with his left hand, and at the same time he pointed out a ball of crimson fire that burst out from his hand.

The fireball locked onto Zhou Qing and swept toward him quickly.

Zhou Qing’s heart was beating wildly!

Qi refining monks can generally only control one magic weapon!

Only those with particularly powerful spiritual consciousness, or those who have reached the peak level of Qi refining, can control two to three magic weapons.

Now he has consumed all his consciousness just by controlling the flying sword!

The speed of the fireball is not slow, although it is not as fast as the flying sword, but now it is difficult for him to move, and he has simply become a target.

If you take a shot, you will probably die!

Zhou Qing's eyes were fierce, and a large amount of spiritual power exploded in an instant, directly activating all the power of the flying sword!

The flying sword suddenly shook and turned into a fire dragon. The huge dragon body directly hit the blue flying sword.

Amidst a violent explosion, the flying sword was directly ejected.

The fire dragon pounced on the fireball, destroying it with one blow.

A huge explosion exploded in an instant!

At the same time, the fire dragon rushed out of the flames and rushed towards Taoist Han Yun.

But Taoist Hanyun seems to have been prepared!

The blue flying sword had returned to him, and suddenly exploded into a blue light, turning into a long blue river and lapping towards the fire dragon.

Water and fire met, and it exploded!

Taoist Hanyun's mocking voice sounded!

"New to Qi refining? Do you think you can compete with me if you have a high-grade magic weapon?"

"I'll show you what flying swordsmanship is!"

Zhou Qing was sweating on his forehead as he controlled the fire dragon transformed from the flying sword to rush out of the blue torrent and continued to rush towards Taoist Han Yun.

But the blue torrent kept changing its direction, pushing the fire dragon back again and again.

At this time, the two of them were completely caught up in the competition for spiritual power!

"Although you and I are both at the fourth level of Qi Refining, I have supplemental elixirs, but you don't!"

"I am more mature than you in the art of flying swords. Even though you have a high-grade magic weapon, you can't defeat me!"

"When your spiritual power is exhausted, it will be your death!"

Taoist Han Yun spoke calmly, his words full of suppression.

When the two armies are fighting, the focus is on the heart!

Taoist Hanyun is obviously proficient in the art of fighting and has rich experience!

Zhou Qing's heart moved when he heard this, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I took out a 70-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from my sleeve!

Take it out and eat it in front of him!

Taoist Han Yun was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then suddenly realized.

"I see, it seems that you must have met a certain monk's medicine garden."

"By taking spiritual medicine, I broke through the innate realm in a short period of time, and then turned to Qi cultivation!"

At this moment, Taoist Han Yun seemed to have thought through everything, and at the same time, a trace of jealousy and anger arose in his heart!

"Damn it, why is this guy so lucky!"

"This should clearly be mine!"

Jealousy and anger made his face suddenly become distorted!

He kept twisting the sword skills, and the river formed by the magic in his flying sword became more and more perfect, and the power became more and more powerful.

Under constant impact, the fire dragon controlled by Zhou Qing gradually lost its advantage.

The fire dragon controlled by Zhou Qing can only resort to tricks!

He could only force the opponent to follow his own fighting rhythm through strong attacks, but this caused a huge consumption of spiritual power.

After taking Ganoderma lucidum, the spiritual power in the body is quickly replenished!

Zhou Qing has always maintained the magic of flying swords to transform into fire dragons!

If your skills are not as good as others, then you can only rely on your deep spiritual power!

Minutes and seconds passed by, and Taoist Han Yun's face was as gloomy as water!

At this time, he also took out a pill and took one to replenish the power he had consumed.

As time passed, the old medicines and elixirs in their hands disappeared one by one.

Taoist Han Yun's face was calm and gloomy at the beginning, but now there is a trace of panic.

His elixir is exhausted, he will die if he continues!

But now it's too late for him to get away!

Both sides have used their flying sword skills to the extreme. Just one mistake will inevitably result in death.

Taoist Han Yun said loudly at this time!

"Fellow Taoist, we have no life-or-death enmity, so why not give up!"

"After all, I belong to the Hongchen Sect. As long as my fellow Taoist returns the flying sword, I can return to the sect and resume my life. Then no one will hunt you down anymore."

"Otherwise if you kill me, people will continue to hunt you down!"

When Zhou Qing heard this, his face almost tensed up!