“Boom…”

Zhou Xian's magic power was flowing, and the aura of the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment Realm was like a dragon or snake circling, emitting an overwhelming force.

He fought a fierce battle with Zhao Longcheng, and was not at all weak. The sword energy was so strong that it shone in all directions, and the whole world was chilled.

"Buzz"

Zhao Longcheng activated his silver robe and revived his silver spear. The silver light shone brightly, and every scene and object in Zhongtian City was shining with silver light, like a palace in heaven. He was a divine general, handsome and heroic.

He waved his hand with amazing power, like a silver dragon flying into the sky and swinging its tail, so ferocious that he could even flatten mountains.

"Bang"

There was magic power swirling in Zhou Xian's palm, and he tried to grab the silver spear, but he couldn't subdue it. He broke free and avoided the momentum for a while.

“Tear…”

Zhao Longcheng took a step forward, his jade-like face glowing with divine light. He swung the silver spear high into the air, agilely and with unparalleled sharpness, tearing through the turbulent currents and heading towards Zhou Xian's head.

"Burning Heaven and Departing"

This silver robe and silver spear are truly powerful. Zhao Longcheng is a rare child of destiny, like a tiger with wings. Without the use of thundering means, it is impossible to contend with him.

Zhou Xian's body was filled with Qingmu Huoyao Qi, and his aura became vigorous, like a blazing furnace. There was flames in his eyes, which was extremely captivating.

He used his sword skills, and sword lights flashed like fire, engulfing the vast heaven and earth in an instant.

"ah……"

Zhao Longcheng swept the gun with great force, but it failed to destroy the flames. Instead, it was burned and stabbed by the scorching sword intent, causing burning pain.

He was wearing a silver robe and armor, otherwise the bright sword light would have burned and torn his meridians, and he would have been defeated instantly.

"clang"

Zhou Xian's eyes were cold, and the tip of his sword was cold, a thin layer of ice, as if it was condensed from very thin frost, pressing down on Zhao Longcheng.

His sword was light and thin, yet sharp. With a single pass, it instantly tore apart the body and head.

"clang"

Zhao Longcheng held the gun steady, and the power of the second-level top-level magic weapon was automatically released, countering the sharp sword light.

The moment of contact, the sword light shattered, but a piece of fast fragment bypassed the standing silver spear and hit Zhao Longcheng.

"puff……"

The silver robe was powerful, but Zhao Longcheng was still injured. The Burning Heaven and Departing Sword Intent lingering in his body, together with the sword light, attacked him, causing him to be unable to suppress his anger and spit out blood.

He took a breath and said, "The skills of this Yaolu are really good."

Zhou Xian has powerful magical powers and strong offensive techniques. Although he has not inherited the true heritage of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, his skills are indeed enough.

"This set of magical instruments is really annoying."

Zhou Xian had some opinions about Zhao Longcheng's outfit. He was too well protected. The silver spear and silver robe combined into one, which was both offensive and defensive. This made him lose many opportunities.

"boom"

A pause, two or three breaths, and then all the inspiration here was overturned.

Zhou Xian wanted to expand the victory, but Zhao Longcheng was not a simple character. The two of them fought back and forth in an extremely fierce manner.

Specifically speaking, Zhao Longcheng is still at a disadvantage.

"Dragon Rising from the Earth"

Zhao Longcheng felt depressed and didn't want to be suppressed, so he adjusted his state, mobilized the innate potential in his body, restored his energy and spirit, and moved towards the peak of perfection.

For a moment, his whole body was shining brightly, like a silver-robed divine general, with a silver spear dragging up from the ground, spiritual energy turning into clouds, and a terrifying atmosphere spreading in all directions.

There seemed to be a dragon's roar, and the patterns on the silver spear were shining, as if a real dragon had come to life and was biting towards Zhou Xian.

"Nine Skies Pride Zhao Longcheng is a terrifying opponent."

Zhou Xian's attack was blocked and his expression became serious. This attack had the ability to threaten his life.

"Swish, swish, swish"

He swung his hands repeatedly, and sword lights spread out towards the sky and earth in all directions, forming a crystal clear dust net that captured the inspiration, like a glorious magic weapon.

This method is worthy of praise.

Unfortunately, under the magic of the dragon rising from the earth, the dust net was shattered, and the silver spear rushed up like a real dragon, unstoppable.

Zhou Xian was not frightened. He held up the sword, controlled it with his mind, and swung it out in one breath with extreme sharpness.

The tip of the sword touched the silver spear, blocking it for three breaths, but eventually forced it back.

However, it was enough. Zhou Xian took a few steps back and was in a safe position.

"kill!"

Zhao Longcheng was in power and had a complete grasp of the situation. He was not arrogant but persistent. He moved with the silver spear, determined to kill Zhou Xian.

"clang"

Zhou Xian poured his magic power into the sword, and the sword light slashed out, but was shattered by a gunshot.

Zhao Longcheng's momentum became more and more powerful. He swung his spear horizontally, and the sky seemed to be torn apart. Large amounts of spiritual energy dispersed like flowing clouds.

As soon as Zhou Xian retreated, the entire street was destroyed, as if a real dragon had rushed through it. The aftermath caused houses to collapse and the ground to sink.

“Buzz…”

Amid the smoke and dust, the humming sound of an object reviving was heard, and a flash of fire illuminated the haze.

Zhou Xian stood straight, with an alchemy furnace suspended in his hand. It was not enlarged, but the size of a fist, emitting a majestic and heavy aura.

As the magic power poured down, alchemy fire burned inside and outside the alchemy furnace, extremely fierce, as if it was condensed from the true fire of the sun.

"go!"

Zhou Xian raised his hand and the small alchemy furnace flew out, causing a huge atmosphere. A flash of fire swept across the sky, igniting all the spiritual energy in the sky. The sky burned red and the clouds were like fire.

"He wants to destroy my spiritual platform and my sea of ​​consciousness."

Zhao Longcheng was shocked and realized the danger of this action. Such an object, flying past, was like a meteorite falling into the world, constantly burning. The last bit of debris was the essence that could shatter the earth's crust.

He released his magic power and activated his silver robe and armor, forming two layers of defense, one was the spiritual magic power, the other was the brilliance of a second-level top-level magic weapon.

"Bang"

The alchemy furnace fell, and Zhao Longcheng's spiritual power was shattered at once. It only stagnated under the light of the silver robe and armor, but it only lasted for a breath or two.

Then, the alchemy furnace hit Zhao Longcheng's forehead, like two stones colliding, and blood flowed out, staining half of his handsome face.

"This blow was too hard."

In Zhongtian City, all the cultivators felt their hearts twitch and their brows ached for no reason. Looking at Zhao Longcheng's appearance, he was still alive, but half of his cheek was stained with blood, which was very tragic.

“It almost secured victory.”

They looked at Zhou Xian again. This response was really powerful and overturned the situation of the battle in one fell swoop. It was like two armies were fighting each other and one of the sides used a surprise attack to win the victory.

"You lost..."

Another powerful enemy was defeated, but Zhou Xian was very calm. However, his indifferent aura already gave him a hint of the look of a Jindan Zhenren overlooking the border area.

"Won? Not necessarily a victory."

Zhao Longcheng wiped the blood off his face, and the dent between his eyebrows was particularly eye-catching.

His mind was attacked and his spirit was in chaos. He was indeed not suitable for a life-and-death battle. He admitted defeat, but when his eyes fell on Zhou Xian, there was a hint of sharpness and condescension.

"What?!"

This look made Zhou Xian confused and doubtful. Could it be that this person had something that could turn the tide?

“Buzz…”

"What a terrifying aura, what is this?"

There was a silence in Zhongtian City, and countless eyes fell on the stone, confirming again and again that it was indeed an ordinary stone.

Then, everyone became more and more puzzled. What was the reason that could make an ordinary stone contain such terrible power?

"A forbidden weapon?"

Zhou Xian looked solemn. That terrifying aura had already caused his mind to be constantly alert, as if he was facing an ancient monster and was as weak as an ant.

"A ray of divine thought from Jindan Zhenren."

In an inconspicuous place, Chen Sheng's eyes became deep. Others could not see through it, but he could see it clearly. The stone was indeed ordinary, but there was a wisp of Jindan Zhenren's divine consciousness stored in it, making the ordinary thing mysterious, even lofty and untouchable.

This is a Jindan-level method, used against Zhou Xian, so he can't just sit back and watch.

"Whoosh"

A spiritual thought escaped into the void and entered the stone, like a real spirit that was imperceptible. Outsiders did not know that the three-inch area was vast and boundless, like a small cave.

There, stood a figure, not old, but a young man with a sharp edge.

"You are?"

He saw Chen Sheng coming, his eyes moved, and he recognized him. It was not as fierce as he imagined. It might also be a wisp of divine thought. He could not do anything at all, so he gave up.

"I am here."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

The two had never met before, but there was a sense of familiarity between them. They knew each other. One was Chen Sheng from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and the other was Zhenren Yan Cheng.

"Yeah, you should be here."

Taoist Yan Cheng nodded. The genius of Guangxiu Immortal Sect was going out to hone his skills and was planning to take a crucial step. There were all kinds of dark forces along the way. As the founder, it was only natural for him to protect his disciples.

Despite this, he still let out an imperceptible sigh. Zhou Xian did have the talent to achieve the Golden Elixir. If he wasn't eliminated today, there would be great trouble in the future.

The next moment, Master Yan Cheng disappeared, and Chen Sheng's spirit was flooded like a river or sea, instantly dispelling this aimless thought.

"Please help, Grandmaster!"

Outside, Zhao Longcheng held the broken stone in his hands, respectfully treating it as if it were his ancestor, and read it aloud, as righteous as an imperial censor who had obtained the emperor's sword.

Upon hearing this, everyone's heart sank, knowing that a horrific vision had occurred. They opened their eyes wide, waiting for that moment to come.

“…”

One breath.

Ten breaths.

Very quiet.

"That pressure is gone."

Suddenly, someone broke the silence, with a mixture of doubt and a strange emotion.

So many people, staring at a stone, and finally firing a blank shot, it's hard not to say it's a joke.

"The ancestor is not showing up anymore?"

Zhao Longcheng was dumbfounded. He carefully held the stone in his hand close to his eyes and looked at it carefully. Finally, he was sure that the divine consciousness inside had been extinguished.

"The Grandmaster has taken action!"

Zhou Xian had a strong intuition that the danger in the stone was not dissipated naturally, but was wiped out by someone.

The only one who has such means and is willing to look after him secretly is Master Chen Sheng.

"Master Yan Cheng asked Tianjiao to bring a valuable treasure with him. He has a trace of Jindan Master's divine consciousness hidden inside. His heart is evil."

Chen Sheng looked at Zhao Longcheng with deep eyes. Zhenren Yan Cheng came with a ray of divine consciousness in order to kill Zhou Xian. It was really shameless to bully the weak with the strong.

"Great terror? Could it be that a Jindan Zhenren has set his sights on me?"

At this moment, Zhao Longcheng felt a chill on his spine, as if he was warned by something horrible. When he thought of the mystery in the stone, it suddenly dissipated.

He suddenly thought of something and didn't dare to stay. He rushed out as if escaping without looking back.

"This... is really unexpected."

The cultivators of Zhongtian City just watched Zhao Longcheng escape. He came in majestically, but left in a somewhat embarrassed state.

Even if you lose? You shouldn't be so panicked.

This was their true thought. No one would say anything if Zhao Longcheng lost, but this posture of fleeing was indecent.

"really."

When Zhou Xian saw this abnormal scene, he became more certain that his ancestor was following him and protecting him all the way.

He was somewhat moved, and bowed towards the void to show his respect.

The prosperity fades away and everyone goes back to their homes.

"Master, is that Tianjiao? Too strong."

"One strike can overturn the streets, and that was unintentional. If they really wanted to do it, Zhongtian City would be destroyed in an instant."

In the small courtyard, Tong Yi talked about the previous battle with great interest and full of longing. It was the first time he saw the divine power of the cultivators, which was too vast and powerful.

His ambition is indeed correct. Only if he can become such a person can he live his life without regrets.

"I'm so happy. Please bear with me."

Tong's father reminded in a low voice.

Although Master Chen is very gentle, big shots are big shots, and one should not be too rude or noisy in front of them.

"Master, I'm so excited."

Tong Yi then realized that he was too excited, so he stopped waving his arms and legs and calmed down.

"Nothing, the great cultivators can move mountains and fill the sea with just a thought, this is not surprising."

Mr. Chen shook his head. Tong Yi had a resolute character and the innocence of a teenager. He never disliked such people. But if you think about it carefully, the methods of some powerful people in the world of immortal cultivation were so terrifying.

"Move mountains and fill the sea? I'd be satisfied if I could fly."

Hearing these words, a hint of yearning emerged in Tong Yi's eyes, but that was too far away for him. He knew that he could not travel the world, so he was content to gain one or two conveniences on the road of cultivation.

Mr. Chen stayed in the courtyard of Tong's house for two days, giving Tong Yi some advice on how to cultivate immortality. He also explained some of the dangers of cultivation and the natural and man-made disasters that must be prevented.

Then...

"I will teach you the technique. If you study hard, you will definitely be able to practice cultivation one day."

He called Tong Yi and said, "Take this storage bag. You will be on your own from now on."

In the storage bag, there is a considerable amount of cultivation resources for a Qi-refining cultivator. He hopes that this child, who has aspired to become a cultivator since childhood, can achieve something when he enters the world of immortal cultivation.

"Master, are you leaving?"

Tong Yi knew something and felt a little depressed. He felt relaxed and happy when he was with Chen Sheng. It was extremely difficult to meet such an immortal master who was like an elder.

"It's time to go."

Chen Sheng nodded. Zhou Xian had already left Zhongtian City and continued walking. He had to keep up with him and protect him until he accumulated all his insights and leaped into the sky.

"Take care, then."

Tong Yi and Tong's father who came rushing over knew that such a mysterious monk would not stay in a small fairy city for long, so they did not try to keep him, but said goodbye reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)