Chapter 228： Pseudo-magic vs. pseudo-magic! Battle of the Grandmasters!

Chapter 228 Pseudo-magic vs. pseudo-magic! Battle of the Grandmasters!

"Clang clang clang!"

The piercing bell rang through the Huangquan Sect. There was chaos in the Huangquan Sect. Someone invaded and killed the Sect Master Huang Jingsha!

"A person who can behead the suzerain so easily... and can sneak into the Huangquan Sect without a sound, what a terrible master is this?" , It can be seen that the comers are extraordinary, this is simply beyond the scope of what they can deal with!

Su Changkong didn't care about this: "There are one or two hundred strands of innate energy in the spiritual veins of Huangquan Sect, which is almost enough!"

Su Changkong quickly extracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the spiritual veins of Huangquan Sect. A large number of Huangquan Sect warriors and elders dared not even approach. They had a hunch that if they dared to approach, they would die!

The sky was dark, and the early hours of the morning arrived, and the thick heaven and earth aura on Huangquan Island had become extremely thin.

"Not bad! 200 strands of innate energy, plus the previous ones, a total of 1000 strands!"

Su Changkong was very happy. At this time, he already had 1,000 strands of innate energy in his book sachet.

In just four days, Su Changkong had collected 1,000 strands of innate energy, which seemed simple, but in reality, only Su Changkong could do it.

Not only because of his strength, but also because of Su Changkong's ability to fly and travel between the major evil sects and demons in a short period of time, so they don't even have time to deal with and prepare!

There are four long-standing evil sects and demons, all of which have been emptied by Su Changkong. It takes hundreds of thousands of years to restore the spiritual veins to their peaks, and only in exchange for these innate qi!

Most of the second- and third-rate martial artist sects, even if they drain the spiritual energy of their sects, there are only thirty or forty strands of innate energy, and they are fishing.

"That person destroyed the spiritual vein of our Huangquan Sect?"

"So vicious!"

The elders of Huangquan Sect felt that the spiritual energy on Huangquan Island had become thin, and their faces were ugly, but Su Changkong easily killed the Sect Master Huang Jingsha. Spiritual veins gradually lose their aura.

"Um?"

Su Changkong, who was about to extract the remaining spiritual energy from his spiritual veins, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky.

"What is that? So many birds!"

"There is someone on the back of the bird!"

The warriors of Huangquan Sect also saw an astonishing scene from a distance. In the early morning, a large group of flying birds was like a cloud, with two people on their backs.

One of them was wearing a brown Taoist robe, with a handsome appearance, and his long and narrow eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

And the other person is a thin old man who looks gloomy and weak.

The   comers are naturally the Master Xuanming, the sect master of the Xuanming Sect, and the old corpse of the Heavenly Corpse Gate.

The two went to the Gorefiend Gate first, and the old man of the corpse guided the Master Xuan Ming all the way to this place with the trace of breath left by Su Changkong in the Gorefiend Gate.

"Master!"

Su Changkong's eyes narrowed slightly.

From a distance, Su Changkong could feel that the old man was unfathomable, he couldn't even feel his breath, and the other Master Xuanming was like a black hole in Su Changkong's perception, and the surrounding people were like a black hole. Everything seemed to be swallowed up by it.

"It's him... who plundered my sect's books, spirit pills, and the spiritual veins of Xuanming Mountain!"

Venerable Xuan Ming stared at Su Changkong, there was no expression on his face, only a pair of long and narrow eyes flashed with cold light.

"This young man is very extraordinary! This Huangquan Sect's Huangquan Island spiritual vein has also been poisoned by him? What is this method? It is not to directly cut off and destroy the spiritual vein..."

The old corpse is very interested. He has lived for a long time, and few people or affairs can arouse his curiosity.

Su Changkong knew that most of the two people in front of him were from the evil sect, but he had no plans to run away immediately. Su Changkong needed to know how exactly these two people found him. He flew all the way, could he find his whereabouts? Su Changkong needs to figure this out, otherwise he will not be prepared to be approached!

On the backs of a group of flying birds, Venerable Xuan Ming and Elder Tianzhe leaped down and landed in the Huangquan Sect below lightly, facing Su Changkong far away.

"Two, what do you call them?"

Su Changkong stood up and glanced at it. The Taoist man in the Taoist robe seemed to hate him very much, and he didn't hide the killing intent in his heart. He opened his mouth and said, wanting to know the identity and origin of the two.

The slender old man, the old corpse, stood with his hands behind his back, with an attitude of nothing to do with himself. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "The old man is the old guy of the corpse gate."

"He's... the Sect Master of the Heavenly Corpse Sect?" Su Changkong immediately knew the identity of the thin old man.

The old corpse, there is a record about him in the information that Duanmutao gave him. The old corpse is unfathomable. He has survived for more than five hundred years and has been famous for a long time! The intelligence emphasizes that the old corpse is not a character to be messed with!

"Master Xuanming."

Venerable Xuan Ming, who was wearing a Taoist robe, calmly spat out a few words.

This made Su Changkong instantly understand the identity of the other party. He was the suzerain of the Xuanming Sect. At that time, the other party was not there when he was in the Xuanming Sect. Avenged!

Venerable Xuan Ming stared at Su Changkong: "My subordinates will not kill the unknown!"

"The knife has no edge."

Su Changkong naturally would not reveal his true identity, but reported his name as 'Knife Wufeng'.

The Royal Family of Dayan must know that he wants information, and they are preparing to attack the evil sect. Even if it is concealed, the people of the evil sect can investigate it, and there is no need to hide it.

"The knife has no edge? I heard a little... It seems that there will be a bit of grudge with Mie Sheng, no wonder Mie Sheng has not won him... He is a great master who has cultivated pseudo-supernatural powers!"

Venerable Xuan Ming, who has been in seclusion for many years, has never heard of this name, but the old man Tianshi blinked slightly, knowing the information about Dao Wufeng. Club, and nothing else.

The old man of the corpse also understands why he can live well even if he offends the Life-Destruction Society. The great master who has cultivated pseudo-magical powers, and only a few terrifying old guys in the Death-Life Society can take it down by himself!

Su Changkong asked curiously, "How did you find me?"

This is something that Su Changkong is puzzled about, and he needs to know to prevent it.

The answer was the old man of the corpse, who looked kind: "The old man is quite proficient in tracking, there is a breath in the places you have been, and this breath has not dissipated, just like silk threads, you can find it along this breath. is you."

The old corpse's answer was very simple, and Su Changkong was slightly stunned. Even if he knew about the tracking technique of the old corpse, it was difficult to prevent. As long as he made a move somewhere and there was a trace of breath left, the old corpse could rely on it. Tracking the target, this is not the scope of ordinary tracking techniques!

This old devil who has survived for many years is not an easy one!

"The old man was just entrusted by Xuan Ming to help him find you. He is the one who has grudges against you. The old man just came to see the excitement."

The old man's wrinkled face was full of smiles, and he directly pointed out that he would not shoot.

Of course, Su Changkong is just listening, the words of the people of the evil sect cannot be taken lightly, and he needs to be guarded!

A layer of frost shrouded Master Xuan Ming's face: "It seems that you are trying to cultivate resources and make troubles everywhere, this is none of this seat's business, but you should never... provoke this seat's head! "

Master Xuan Ming undoubtedly had a murderous intent in his heart. His sect was plundered and his spiritual veins were all destroyed. This required finding a new sect location and relocating his sect, and this kid in front of him was the first to choose to confront Xuan Ming. Mingzong started, clearly did not put him in his eyes!

Su Changkong was too lazy to talk about it, see who has the bigger fist, Xuanmingzong can plunder other sects, Su Changkong can naturally plunder Xuanmingzong, it is only natural for the other party to take revenge, Su Changkong just said indifferently: "If you want to fight with me, you can, Prepare to die!"

"Arrogant!"

Master Xuan Ming's killing intent had already accumulated to the top. He had never heard the name of this 'Knife Without Frontier'. He should be a master who rose up after he retreated, and most of them were powerhouses who had cultivated pseudo-magical powers, but Master Xuan Ming did not. Fearless, this is due to his own strength.

Since he was a child, Venerable Master Xuan Ming has been very talented, unmatched by his peers. He has been in seclusion for 30 years in Youshan, and has successfully cultivated the secret scriptures of Xuanming Sect to perfection, which is comparable to the founder of the mountain. If you can defeat it, turn it into nourishment for your own growth!

"Arrogant!"

The two simple fonts were mixed with a deep and terrifying infuriating energy. In an instant, thunder exploded in the air, and layers of sound waves roared like big waves.

Whoa!

Wherever    passed, the splendid houses of Huang Quanzong were cracked and scattered, and the rock-paved floor was lifted up, sweeping the sky and covering the sky towards Su Changkong.

Venerable Xuan Ming scolded him angrily, revealing his extraordinary cultivation.

"The depth of this skill is still far above me!"

Su Changkong was secretly amazed, Su Changkong's Giant Whale Art and Turtle Breathing Art have reached extremely high levels, and their internal skills are profound, but compared with Venerable Xuan Ming, they are more than one step behind!

But this is also normal. The characteristic of the Xuanming Sect's martial arts is to absorb the skills of others to strengthen itself. It is known for its strong internal skills and quirky skills. Each has its own strengths. .

"Roar!"

Facing the overwhelming and sweeping sound waves, Su Changkong took a deep breath, and then a roar like a tiger's roar erupted from his throat.

"Kakakaka!"

The sound waves visible to the naked eye are like myriad beasts galloping. Wherever they pass, the ground shatters and houses collapse.

"Boom!"

The two sound waves collided together, and the void trembled in an instant, and the continuous thunderous explosions could be heard clearly, and the entire Huangquan Island could be clearly heard.

"Ahhh! My head...is about to split!"

In the    Huangquan Sect, there are warriors with weaker skills. Hearing the thunderous explosion in the air, he only felt that the eardrums were torn, blood seeped out, and their heads were split open!

"Yes... Is it the Master Xuan Ming who started hands with that person? Good... What a terrible cultivation!"

And there are also elders of Huang Quanzong who recognized that one of the two people who came later was Master Xuan Ming. They were shocked. Master Xuan Ming had a grudge against the master who plundered the spiritual veins. As soon as the players fight, it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people!

"It's obvious that his true qi is more than one step weaker than mine, but he can be on par with me... It's the mystery of quasi-supernatural powers!"

Venerable Xuan Ming secretly said that the power of quasi-magic powers is to use one part of force to exert great destructive power and power!

"Hey!"

The exploding gravel fluttered in the sky, and before the aftermath dissipated, the blurred shadow in front of Xuan Ming's body flashed away, and Su Chang appeared in front of him shrinking into an inch. Emerging between his fists and fingers, the mystery of this punch involves space and is the 'level' of pseudo-magic powers.

Master Xuan Ming didn't seem to react, and this fist slammed into Master Xuan Ming's chest!

"Crack!"

In the sound of the explosion, the space around the Master Xuan Ming seemed to have a series of explosions. The dense cracks spread out fiercely on the ground, and a sonic oscillating fist broke everything and penetrated into the body of the Master Xuan Ming. To disintegrate his body and shatter his bones.

But what is surprising is that the place where Venerable Xuan Ming stood was destroyed by the overflowing power. He himself was forced to take a punch that contained the power of supernatural powers from Su Changkong, but he remained motionless on the spot, as if this amazing punch Not the slightest power.

"Huh? He melted my fist?"

Su Changkong felt it very clearly. The Master Xuan Ming in front of him was like a vast ocean. The strength of his punch was swallowed up and dissolved by his body, and gathered in his dantian without being shaken in the slightest.

"This Master Xuanming... is also a great master who has cultivated pseudo-supernatural powers!" Being able to defuse Su Changkong's mysterious punch containing pseudo-supernatural powers, there is no doubt that Master Xuanming also trained martial arts to the level of pseudo-supernatural powers!

In the past, those who were able to practice martial arts to the realm of pseudo-magical powers with their own talents are undoubtedly all peerless evildoers, and there is hope to become a martial arts saint!

"Fire Palm!"

Master Xuanming's right palm was already condensed with true qi, pulling a large amount of heaven and earth aura, turning it into a blood-red flame, filled with a sea of ​​scorching spirit and a sea of ​​scorching suffocating energy, and slammed it out with one palm.

The flames blowing towards you are like a volcanic eruption, there is an unstoppable power, dare to stop, only the bones are left!

"Boom!"

This palm was pushed out, the flames burst, the void trembled fiercely, and the shattered houses in front were blown away, burning in the flames, and the surrounding area of ​​Master Xuan Ming was filled with boiling flames. Be ignited!

The corpse old man on the side flew backwards, and he was amazed: "What a profound skill... Obviously not so mysterious, but with the support of his majestic infuriating energy, it has the destructive power of quasi-magic power!"

The power of    quasi-magic power lies in its mysteriousness, it is the prototype of supernatural power, and one part of the force exerts a very powerful killing effect!

And this Venerable Master Xuanming, with only his profound skill, can burst out nearly 100% of his strength with a random blow, which is undoubtedly very terrifying.

For Master Xuanming, who can absorb other people's skills and use them for his own use, his internal skills are so profound that no one under the Martial Saint can compare with him!

Venerable Xuan Ming's astonishing palm fell into the air, and with the movement of the deer stepping on the sky, Su Changkong came and went freely.

Five Animals Show. The violent bear shakes the ground!

In the raging flames of the sky, the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth fluctuated violently, and a giant bear with a height of seven or eight feet appeared in the flames.

"Kakakaka!"

Before the bear's paw fell, a strong pressure had already caused the ground on which Venerable Xuan Ming was standing to collapse violently, and the air was squeezed and burst into a series of sonic booms!

"bring it on!"

Venerable Xuan Ming's black hair fluttered. He did not dodge or dodge. With the momentum of the Heavenly King holding the tower, he struck his palms upwards, and the tumbling flames spun and whistled, forming a fiery little sun.

"Boom!"

The two disproportionately large collided, and the fiery flames rose into the sky, covering the sky above, the water vapor in the air was evaporated, the earth shook and dented, a shock wave spread, and everything within a radius of 100 meters was blown away. to destroy.

Pieces of houses were destroyed, pieces of rockery and trees were smashed into powder, and the entire Huangquan Sect could feel the earthquake-like shock!

"This... is it the Martial Saint fighting?"

This terrifying scene made the elders of Huangquan Sect see from a distance, their scalps were numb, and their hearts had to stop beating.

Venerable Xuanming was a famous powerhouse in the magic way, and the young man in black who killed their suzerain was also so powerful that it seemed like two legendary Martial Saints were fighting.

They are fortunate in their hearts that they did not want to surround and kill Huang Jingsha at all costs because of his death, otherwise only they will die!

"What exactly is this Dao Wufeng? The martial arts he performs are not any kind of unique or quasi-special skills that I know of..."

In the midst of the shock, the old man of the corpse stood still, but a look of contemplation appeared on his face.

Su Changkong mastered quasi-magic powers, and he should have cultivated the ultimate and quasi-extreme skills to the realm of completeness and perfection. The old man of the corpse has survived for a very long time.

But he was completely unable to tell what kind of martial arts Su Changkong performed!

The old man of the corpse naturally wouldn't know that what Su Changkong used was not a special skill at all, but a health-preserving boxing that could be seen everywhere.

"Master Xuanming's body is like a black hole, capable of devouring and dissolving all the attacks..."

Su Changkong, who was fighting with Master Xuan Ming, was also solemn.

This is the first time that Su Changkong has faced a great master who has also trained martial arts to the level of quasi-supernatural powers. This Master Xuanming cannot be underestimated!

Magic ape shoots the sky!

The giant bear behind Su Changkong turned into a black giant ape, and when the ape's arm was pinched, the space around Master Xuanming was kneaded and squeezed into a ball.

"Roar!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several hundred meters was all mobilized and controlled by Su Changqing. His right fist brought the sound of white tiger roaring and killing, resounding through the heaven and earth, like a galloping giant tiger, piercing the void, and roaring at the imprisoned and sealed off. On the chest of Master Xuan Ming.

"Boom!"

In the sound of the explosion, Master Xuan Ming rolled upside down like a cannonball, smashed a wall like a tofu, flew hundreds of feet away, and smashed into the sea outside Huangquan Island. , smashed a wooden boat docked on the shore to pieces, stirring up monstrous waves, and the chaotic ripples spread.

But in the next second, Venerable Xuan Ming jumped up from the sea, his soles stepped on the sea, the originally chaotic sea quickly returned to calm, and the waves were not disturbed!

Master Xuan Ming's face was full of cold killing intent, he looked at Su Changkong from a distance: "Your martial arts are very comprehensive and diverse, and can handle most situations... but you seem to be knowledgeable but not skilled, and your power is in the ultimate and quasi-extreme skills. In the middle, it is very general, and it is difficult to decipher my exercises!"

The sound spreads like a tsunami.

What Master Xuan Ming said is indeed the truth. Su Changkong's Five Animals Xi's five ultimate moves, each has its own strengths. The combination of body technique, light power, and killing the enemy is very unusual. is less oppressive, and comprehensiveness sometimes means mediocre.

"Let you see... what is the real pseudo-magic power!"

Master Xuan Ming's long whistling sound exploded, and in his dantian, a black pill emerged. It was only the size of a thumb and fingertip, but it gave people a feeling of vastness like a sea of ​​deep seas. The sea surface beneath Master Xuan Ming's feet sags downward, as if being squeezed by a ten thousand heavy objects!

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