The vast sea of ​​thunder continued to churn. Li Qinglin's figure, only a few feet tall, looked like a god bathing in thunder. He stepped on the purple sky and went up against the Five Thunder Divine Curse.

Everyone was dazzled by this terrifying battle which was no less terrifying than the one between two Jindan True Immortals.

Li Qinglin's fearless temperament shocked many immortal cultivators who looked down on martial arts! How could a mere mortal, without spiritual roots and practicing for only fifty years, possess such great power? Then why should we practice immortality?

"Apart from the old monsters who have reincarnated, possessed bodies, or acquired innate wisdom, the fastest person to achieve a Golden Core True Person in history was a disciple of the Demon Sect three thousand years ago. He achieved a Golden Core at the age of sixty-seven, but also perished in a calamity."

"A one-step ascension to heaven, a true one-step ascension to heaven! If all mortals could reach this step on their own, there would be no more immortal cultivators in the world!"

"Could it be that the martial arts created by that group of ancient body cultivators really replace the path of cultivating immortals and avoiding disasters?!"

Many people were filled with emotion, muttering to themselves, their minds wavering.

Just like a dam that has stretched for tens of millions of years, a tiny crack has quietly appeared.

The cultivators who can participate in the Yungu Leifeng Jiebing Dojo are either old seniors or rising stars from various sects.

It is conceivable that as these people's consciousness changes, an invisible but bloody wind will blow across the entire world of immortal cultivation from the bottom to the top, carrying the determination of revolution.

At this moment, Li Qinglin continued to fight, experiencing the magical effect of the Immortal Toad Sitting on Fire Method.

This is the first magical power that gathers all his martial arts will and background.

It lies in immortality and rebirth, and in the cycle of fire.

Of course, it is only in its infancy, far from being immortal, and it is impossible to reincarnate.

However, it also gave him abnormal healing abilities beyond the Golden Core realm. As long as the injury was not fatal, he could recover instantly!

At first, Li Qinglin was not very familiar with the moves he could use.

There is always a sense of sluggishness when attacking.

After all, he is not the real Wu Yong.

Instead, he used Wu Yong's body to practice his own teachings.

Every move and every style, the churning of qi and blood, could make it easy for Lei Yuanzhong to dodge.

After all, Lei Yuanzhong is a veteran Jindan Zhenren with almost no weaknesses. He has even turned to practicing thunder magic, and his fighting skills are so strong that few people in the same realm can rival him.

After just a few rounds of fighting, Li Qinglin used the Immortal Toad Sitting on Fire Technique several times to quickly recover from his injuries.

As time went by, Li Qinglin became more and more familiar with his martial arts.

His attacks became more sharp and deadly.

"boom!"

Lei Yuanzhong's face was as gloomy as water. With a wave of his hand, nine thunder peaks suddenly burst into brilliant light, forming a boundless sea of ​​thunder, which instantly suppressed Li Qinglin.

In just a moment, Li Qinglin's body almost collapsed and shattered. His flesh and blood were like a broken mirror, full of cracks, and it seemed that it would completely dissipate with just the slightest touch.

The breath was so faint that it was almost unnoticeable! "Is it over?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

However, the next moment, a majestic blood energy filled the air, and the sound of Taoist scriptures came from afar.

A black flame suddenly burned on Li Qinglin's body, looking extremely cold, and his vitality was recovering rapidly.

In an instant, Li Qinglin's body recovered again, his face was strong, his black hair was flowing, he was almost naked, his muscles were coiled like a dragon, and he was full of power.

"Damn it, I don't believe you're really unkillable!!"

Lei Yuanzhong roared, and in an instant he came in front of Li Qinglin, stretched out his finger, and pointed at his forehead.

“Boom!”

In an instant, blood spurted from Li Qinglin's brow, and his entire head exploded from the nose up, leaving only his mouth and neck. It was extremely horrifying and bloody.

However……

The body is broken,

Reshape.

The body is broken,

Reinventing…

No matter how Lei Yuanzhong used his thunder magic, Li Qinglin could always stand up again in the sea of ​​thunder.

As long as the Qi and blood are not extinguished, life will not end! However, as Li Qinglin performed the Immortal True Toad Sitting Fire Method again and again, his Qi and blood became weaker and weaker.

From the initial instant, it gradually stretched to more than ten breaths.

There was even a feeling of reluctance and incompleteness that permeated the air.

The people watching stopped discussing and could only watch silently, but they could feel the tragedy and cruelty in it.

Li Qinglin, you will definitely die today!

Although he achieved a breakthrough on the spot, he continued on the path of martial arts and comprehended the magical powers of martial arts.

But in the end it is like a castle in the water, with methods to heal wounds but not enough skills to attack.

Sooner or later, he will be dragged to death in Yungu Leifeng!

But even so, this record is too amazing. He can hold on for so long under the premise of the advantage of the Thunder Yuan Bell. He is worthy of being the number one in martial arts! Even outside the Yungu Leifeng, Qu Wangliang, Fan Shang and others who were originally challenging him stopped their actions silently, choking with silence, and watched the end of this martial arts king.

"puff!"

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Blood splattered, Lei Yuanzhong swung out with the lightning spear in his hand, but his eyes showed fatigue.

"it's over."

He murmured silently.

Li Qinglin's figure suddenly disappeared under the lightning spear.

Only some pieces of flesh and pieces of clothes were left floating in the sea of ​​thunder, and blood dyed the purple clouds red.

For a moment, even the thunder seemed to stop, and the entire world seemed to be paused, with no sound coming out.

Everyone held their breath, looking at the deadly silence that was filled with thunder that didn't dissipate for a long time.

But what no one noticed was.

White mist rose from the fragments of Li Qinglin's flesh and blood. The mist was like transparent threads, interweaving and outlining to form small toads.

Following the wind and waves, it quietly climbs to every corner of Yunguleifeng Mountain.

"We warriors are no weaker than immortals."

“Even if the road ahead is dark and everyone in the world is your enemy, you must try your best to fight your way out and take one more step for future generations.”

"Although I am dead, my martial arts will live on!"

Li Qinglin's calm voice spread throughout the Yungulei Peak, making everyone hold their breath.

The warriors cried bitterly, and the cultivators remained silent.

Cha Qingqian, Fan Shang and other "extraterritorial demons" were also greatly shocked. Although, what they discovered today was slightly different from the historical records.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

They were all impressed by Li Qinglin's spirit of "he will go forward even if millions of people are against him".

There is a feeling of digging into the dusty history and facing the vicissitudes of history's hidden secrets.

Even Lei Yuanzhong had to admit that Wu Yong was an amazing person. If it weren't for the fact that everyone had their own way and the struggle for the great way could not be compromised, he would even have thought of sitting down and discussing the way.

However……

“Crack!!!”

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise and clanging vibration instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Then I saw that at some point, the sea of ​​clouds had risen and almost covered the entire Yungulei Peak, making it pitch dark.

"ah!"

"What?!"

"The power of Qi and blood, Wu Yong, Wu Yong is not dead, he took away the sword!"

"Oh no, he went towards Xianhua!"

There were panicked voices coming from the nine thunder peaks.

(End of this chapter)