Chapter 379: Bet raising

Above Qingya Mountain, a white-haired old Taoist with a missing arm and a little leg was standing in the air with a murderous look on his face. The old Taoist's left arm was cut off with his shoulders; the old Taoist's right thigh was blown away by the sky thunder, a piece of flesh the size of a human head, only a small half of the leg bone barely connected the calf and his body. There was also a transparent hole in his chest, flat and thin, which was obviously a stabbing wound by the flying sword.

Such injuries are only heavy and not less than those of the Yuanhua Ancestor. There are not many Yuanhui's hard work or powerful immortal pills to heal the wound. I am afraid that the injury will not be easily healed. However, the vitality of the immortal is extremely strong. The higher the immortal, the more powerful the vitality it is. The legendary first-class celestial immortal can live well as long as the immortal soul has not dissipated, even if only one head is left. Therefore, this old Taoist is so seriously injured, he can still hang on Qingya Mountain and provoke Yuanhuamen with arrogance.

"Old Yuanhua, you ignore the mediation of Chuan Xianren, and actually send your disciples to ambush the disciples of the real person on the road. It's so deceptive!" The old man in the white-haired, Huiling, the founder of the Comet Spirit Sect, pointed to Qingya Mountain and shouted sternly: "Come out, get out of this real person! Today, you and I must see a good and bad victory and never stop until death!"

Wuqi followed closely behind Yuanhua's ancestor and set up a sword light and shot it into the sky.

Only one Huiling Zhenren came to the Comet Spirit Sect, and on the Yuanhua Sect, there were more than a dozen immortals and hundreds of Yuanshen cultivators who set up a secret six-ring formation with the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper, enclosing the formation of Huiling Zhenren. The eye of this formation is Qingya Mountain. Now three Yuanhua Sect elders with the cultivation level of the celestial immortals are sitting cross-legged on the top of Qingya Mountain, guarding the six light red flying swords flying in the air.

True Man Huiling was trapped by the formation, and the ancestor Yuanhua had already flew in front of him, but he was not afraid at all. He just carried his hands proudly and looked up at the sky. Seeing his calm and composed appearance, the ancestor Yuanhua couldn't help but snorted coldly and scolded loudly: "Huiling Old Zamao, you came to my Yuanhua Sect for provocation for no reason, why did you come from?"

True Man Huiling glared at the ancestor Yuanhua, and he said angrily: "I have a problem for no reason? Your disciple Qingbian injured my disciple Kaihe. You have to give me an explanation!"

The ancestor Yuanhua rolled his eyes and did not talk nonsense. He made a move into the sky casually. Suddenly, the flowing clouds from all directions and within thousands of miles suddenly made a "rustling" sound through the air, and quickly gathered in the palm of the ancestor Yuanhua. In just a blink of an eye, a ball of white thunder ball the size of a rice bowl appeared in the hands of the ancestor Yuanhua. He threw the thunder ball in front of him without saying a word.

True Man Huiling also snorted coldly. He glared at his eyes and suddenly a clear spring appeared in front of him. A lotus quickly grew out of the clear spring. In the blink of an eye, it became lush and lush. Three pink lotus flowers grew slowly. The lotus around a meter shivered lightly, firmly blocking the thunder ball that was coming to his face. With a muffled sound, the air around him swayed, and the thunder ball and the lotus were annihilated at the same time.

Two sword sounds sounded, and a white sword light rushed out from the head of the ancestor Yuanhua, stinging the heart of the true man Huiling. A yellow sword light also flew out from behind the real man Huiling, turning into a cold light with scales and claws like a python and greeting the flying sword of the ancestor Yuanhua. The two sword lights were pressed together like crazy bulls, and the sword lights twisted, entwined, stabbed, and wiped each other, and fought happily in the air. The harsh friction sound made Wuqi and others watching the battle in the distance hurt their ears and had to use their skills to seal their eardrums.

The flying swords fought each other for a full hour, and finally, the master Yuanhua's sword skills were higher than that. A thin sword light was split out from the slanting prick, and he was careful to stab at Master Huiling like lightning. The yellow sword light of Master Huiling had been suppressed and the light was dim and there was no initial power.

Seeing that the differentiated sword light was about to penetrate the body of Master Huiling, Master Huiling snorted coldly, formed a handprint on both hands, and shouted lightly: "Lu Ling! Retreat!" The air in front of him swayed, and a thunder sounded. The differentiated sword light of Master Yuanhua was shaken into pieces and turned into countless fireflies in the air.

With a loud "clang" sound, Master Huiling shattered the differentiated sword light of the ancestor Yuanhua, but his flying sword was also twisted by the white sword light of the ancestor Yuanhua, and lost all the flames. It turned into a dark yellow flying sword, swaying and flew backwards in a mess. A dim airflow rushed up above the head of Master Huiling, caught his flying sword and hid it in his body. Master Yuanhua pointed his hand unyieldingly, and the light of the flying sword suddenly flourished, and a white light a hundred feet long shot towards Master Huiling.

With a cold snorting, Master Huiling reached into his mouth, bit his fingertips, and used his light golden fairy blood to depict a rune the size of a fist in the air. Wuqi recognized this rune as the word "shock" in the ancient immortal text, and had extremely powerful power.

With a spell that was soaring into the clouds, Huiling Zhenren shook his wrist and the golden runes shot out in the air. With a loud bang, the runes exploded, and a huge shock wave concentrated on the sword light of the Yuanhua Ancestor Yuanhua. The white sword light suddenly darkened and was knocked away by the runes for more than ten miles. He was swaying for a long time and could not struggle. The Yuanhua Ancestor Yuanhua's body trembled slightly, and was forced to retreat by an invisible dark force.

The two ancestors looked at each other and sneered at the same time. Suddenly, all kinds of magical magic in immortals emerged one after another, and various flying swords, magic weapons, talismans and thunder methods were hit at the same time. For a moment, only countless lights flashed in the void, and various thunderstorms were shaking. It was impossible to see where the figures of the two ancestors were.

When they reached the level of Yuanhua Ancestor and Huiling Zhenren, the power of their attacks was extremely condensed, and the power was condensed but not dispersed, and there would not be too much power to be emitted. Therefore, although they fought lively, they did not have any impact on Wuqi and others. At most, there were only a gust of strong wind blowing in front of them, which did not cause any substantial damage.

The two of them played "cracklingly", and finally they were so tired that they were panting and sweating all over. They almost stopped fighting at the same time. Apart from several miles apart, the two of them stared at each other with big eyes for a while. Zhenren Huiling did not intend to escape, and the ancestor Yuanhua did not order a large formation to be launched, relying on their home advantage to keep Zhenren Huiling here.

After gasping for a while, the two of them coughed violently at the same time. Both of them had not healed their injuries. Now they suddenly put in a lot of strength to fight. Their immortal power was consumed, and they also involved their original old injuries. They also lost a lot of essence, blood and vitality.

After waiting for a breath, the ancestor Yuanhua pointed at Huiling Zhenren tremblingly and sneered: "Huiling, you can't compete for black and white on your lips. If you want to make sense, a year and a half later, we can see clearly in the gambling battle hosted by the Immortal Lord. Humph!" With a cold snorting, the ancestor Yuanhua turned his head, as if he was too lazy to continue to be entangled with the fact that the immortal of the Immortal was beaten, because he looked down on the character of the Immortal.

True Man Huiling gritted his teeth and said, "Is the green stick of Yuanhua Sect a humble gentleman? He was able to take away his uncle's dual cultivation partner, hahaha, when the world is revealed, this kind of thing has never been heard or seen!"

The words of Master Huiling made Taoist Min's eyes turn green, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he almost wanted to rush up and fight against Master Huiling. Master Mo Luan and several other elders in the celestial fairy realm around him looked at Wuqi with bad eyes, staring at the Qingshou Immortal Man with bright eyes.

The daoist glared at his big eyes, his chest thrust, and shouted in a muffled voice: "What do you guys want to do? Do you fight?"

Taoist Min took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart, drooped his eyelids, waved his hands at Taoist Mo Luan and his group. Taoist Mo Luan and the others slowly lowered their heads and stopped saying a word.

The Qingshou Immortal Man tilted his eyes and glanced at the Taoist Mo Luan and others, lowered his voice and ordered: "See clearly those people, Mo Luan, Qingpeng, Yuhe, and Shrike. They are the four major sects of Uncle Min. Their sects all use spiritual birds as their names. When you see them in the future, you have to avoid it. Similarly, if you see that their sects have a lower cultivation level than you, even if you start bullying, I will support you with the Grand Master and Master!"

After hearing the words of the Qingshou Xianweng, Wuqi couldn't help but grin. The Yuanhua Sect was clearly so noisy, wouldn't you be afraid that the disciples would really conflict and cause the division of the portal? The ancestor Yuanhua let such a thing be ignored. Could it be that there is anything else to pay attention to?

The ancestor Yuanhua suddenly burst into laughter in the distance: "Okay, you are the old mao of Huiling. You are deliberately provoking the relationship between our disciples. As expected, you are all ordinary people on the Comet Spirit Sect, and you rely on two lips and one tongue to make a living! Hey, you come to the door today and want to vent your anger for your disciples. If you bring someone, I will kill them all! But if you come to the door alone, I really can't hold your face and besiege you alone!"

After pondering for a moment, the ancestor Yuanhua sneered: "After a year and a half, when our disciples decide the winner, you and I will fight alone, and use your and my mountain gates as the bet. How about it? If I lose, the Qingya Star belongs to your Comet Spirit Sect; if you lose, your Huangju Star will also have to give me Yuanhua Sect!"

True Man Huiling rolled his eyes and sneered: "Yuanhua, do you really think you can beat me?"

The ancestor Yuanhua said disapprovingly: "Can we surpass you? We will see clearly in our hands at that time, why waste our lips and tongues now?"

Huiling's eyes rolled, and he sneered: "Okay, please give Sichuan Xianren a testimony, sign a formal official document, and use the mountain gate as a bet. This real person has the intention."

A golden light fell from the sky, and the immortal Chuan in a purple robe smiled and held a small scroll with one hand. He smiled and said, "It's best for both immortal friends to have such thoughts. Using his own mountain gate to bet, such a big bet is really, tsk tsk..."

The ancestor Yuanhua was stunned for a moment. He looked at Huiling Zhenren and smiled and said, "Did you, the old maggot, come from your own success?"

Chuan Xianren nodded and smiled, "Old Ancestor Yuanhua, I have been waiting above for most of the day. Haha, it's really true that Master Huiling asked me to make a testimony of the bet in advance!"

The ancestor Yuanhua and the real person Huiling looked at each other, and at the same time, they laughed loudly, but there was no more heat in the laughter.

Under the testimony of Sichuan Xianren, Yuanhua ancestor and Huiling Zhenren signed the bet raising documents at the same time.

A year and a half later, the two disciples of the two sects decided to belong to the spirit stone ore planet.

A year and a half later, the ancestors of the two sects fought alone and decided to surrender to the mountain gates of both sides.

The bet immediately spread throughout the Prosperous Realm under the guidance of those who are interested.
Chapter completed!