Chapter 339 Battle of Golden Elixir!
The breath of destruction raged in the ancient battlefield.
The sky and the earth were all red.
The black storm stretched between heaven and earth, spinning wildly, as if to devour everything.
Suddenly, the void shook and turned into layers of ripples like water waves.
An old man in a green Taoist robe walked out of it.
He had gray hair, a thin figure, high cheekbones, deep eyes, skin like dry bark, and a somewhat scary appearance.
"How could a small storm cause Qing'er to fall?"
He took a step forward, and the next moment he was already in the storm, the place where Hu Qing died suddenly.
Then, he saw his hands like dead branches grabbing, grabbing a trace of black air in the void, and those black air condensed in his palms, and turned into the appearance of Hu Qing!
This old man was Hu Qing's grandfather, one of the Jindan elders of the Yinhun Sect, Hu Guiyuan!
His expression was gloomy, his eyes were filled with black light, and wisps of cold black mist were gushing out of his body. He used the secret method to make Hu Qing's residual soul reappear briefly, and from it he explored the truth of his fall.
After a moment, he was shocked, and a trace of hostility flashed across his face.
"How dare you! You fake immortal from the lower world, how dare you harm my grandson!"
Hu Guiyuan shouted fiercely, and the evil spirits around him surged. There were countless evil ghosts roaring and screaming with him, as if the ghost king was alive!
His face was ashen, and a faint green light appeared in his eyes. He looked at the horizon, as if he wanted to see through the void.
"Still want to escape?"
He roared, broke through the entire storm, and followed Hu Qing's breath and chased after him.
At this moment, Chu Liang had arrived at an extremely dangerous area of the ancient battlefield.
Nine-day floating thunder!
In this area, there are countless strange gravels, all of which are blue-black, suspended in the air, with lightning flashing on the surface.
They are called "lightning stones", a treasure for refining thunder instruments.
"Boom boom..."
Above the sky, thunderclouds rolled and thunder continued.
The whole world was dark.
The reason why this place is dangerous is because of the thunder that may fall at any time.
Different from the thunder in the mortal world, the thunder here is full of destructive aura, and ordinary immortals can't stand it.
At this time, Chu Liang was sitting cross-legged on a huge lightning-inducing stone, with lightning raging above his head, lightning snakes wandering, and thunders falling around him.
"Here it comes!"
He looked into the distance and sensed an extremely powerful aura.
The power of the golden elixir!
A gloomy and cold black fog appeared in the sky, turning into a black stream of light, carrying endless murderous intent and evil spirit, and rushed straight to Chu Liang!
"Hu Guiyuan!"
Chu Liang looked heavy. He had learned through interrogation that this person practiced the orthodox skills of the Yinhun Sect and was good at controlling souls to fight against enemies.
"Ghost cultivators are most afraid of thunder. Today, I will let you taste the feeling of being struck by heavenly thunder!"
He flew up, his robe fluttering, pointed to the sky with one hand, and countless thunder treasures flew out of the storage treasures!
Instantly, thunder flashed between heaven and earth!
Boom!
The thunder roared, and the sky shook!
The light of those thunder treasures was bright, as if the sun was across the sky, connecting the sky, resonating with the millions of thunder stones below, and causing an endless sea of thunder to pour down!
Hu Guiyuan had just arrived when he was hit by a terrifying thunder bombardment.
"Young man, you are looking for death!"
He roared repeatedly, extremely furious, and his voice was full of murderous intent!
Boom!
The thunder exploded and hit him.
One after another, it was endless, as if there was no end. The whole world was filled with thunder, and it was impossible to avoid it. The evil ghosts around him kept wailing, and the black fog condensed by the evil spirit was shaken away!
He never expected that a junior from the lower realm in the foundation-building period would not run away, but would attack him first!
"Junior, I will definitely peel off your skin and bones, let you be doomed, and your soul will be tortured forever!" Hu Guiyuan roared.
"Old thing, you will be tortured first!"
Chu Liang was fearless, standing in the thunder, and his voice exploded with thunder.
At the moment when Hu Qing died, he knew that this battle was unavoidable!
The world is so small, no matter where you hide, you will be found, even if you hide in the cave world, the entire cave world will be discovered by the Yinhun Sect in advance.
There is only one battle!
Boom!
Thunder and lightning, deafening.
Chu Liang was also struck by countless thunders, his lungs were shaken, his skin was charred, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, which was quite uncomfortable.
This thunder was too terrifying. Even if he had a body at the peak of the seventh transformation and had prepared a large number of treasures in advance to resist, he couldn't bear it at this moment.
"Puff——"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and even the blood was flashing with lightning.
"Not enough!"
Chu Liang was furious, and gritted his teeth to offer a series of Heavenly Master Thunder Talismans.
These talismans were obtained by him in Taoyuan Cave Heaven World from a foundation-building ancestor of the Heavenly Master Dao. They were much more powerful than the thunder talismans used by the owner of Qibao Tower.
In this world full of thunder, the power of the Heavenly Master Thunder Talisman will be brought to its extreme.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, listen to my command!"
Chu Liang spit out a mouthful of blood and hit those Heavenly Master Thunder Talismans.
The blood was hot and turned into blood-colored flames, burning in an instant.
Hundreds of Heavenly Master Thunder Talismans burned together, and the thunder aura swept across the world, making the endless thunder on the sky more explosive. Thousands of thunders emerged, thunderclouds rolled, and the breath of destruction filled the whole world, as if the end of the world was about to come!
At this moment, even a Jindan strongman like Hu Guiyuan couldn't help but shudder.
"Young man, you are cruel!"
He showed a fierce look, and offered a soul bell with a faint green light, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
In an instant, the bell rang, and the gloomy aura attracted countless wailing ghosts, forming a black mist bell above Hu Guiyuan's head, protecting him firmly.
The thunder that kept falling was finally barely blocked.
He looked no worse than Chu Liang now. His Taoist robe was torn, his skin was charred, and his hair was even smoking. He looked extremely miserable.
The power of thunder was indeed a natural restraint for ghost monks.
"Junior, die!"
Being embarrassed by a junior who had established his foundation, his killing intent was already strong to the extreme.
But how could Chu Liang be captured and killed easily?
He flapped his wings, and golden light emerged, turning into a golden stream of light, escaping quickly in the turbulent sea of thunder.
The two sides were one in front and one behind, and their speed was extremely fast. Ordinary immortals could not see clearly. After just more than ten breaths, they completely flew out of the area of Nine Sky Floating Thunder.
Hu Guiyuan was anxious and angry, and his face was extremely ugly. He couldn't catch up with Chu Liang for a while!
Not long after, Chu Liang entered another dangerous area!
"Whoosh--"
In this area, everything was blood red, and blood rain was pouring. Strands of blood-colored cold wind like red hair were floating between heaven and earth.
Once blown by those strange cold winds, no matter how solid the protective treasures are, they will be shattered, even Jindan stage cultivators will lose a piece of flesh!
Chu Liang was careless, and a large piece of flesh was torn off his arm, revealing bloody bones.
"Hiss!"
His face jumped, and the pain was so deep that it was like scraping a piece of his soul with a knife!
Hu Guiyuan, who was chasing behind, was even more unbearable.
Although his cultivation was high, he had never practiced any special method to strengthen his body, so his body was not as good as Chu Liang's. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood. He looked like a ghost crawling out of the blood pool in hell!