Rumble!

Dozens of Taoists on the boat subconsciously looked into the distance, and the sky seemed to collapse, and the vast white sea water fell from the nine heavens, dark clouds and thunderstorms shattered, and the white tornado connecting the heaven and earth roared.

A huge yin and cold air filled the sea. What was strange was that it had not been frozen for thousands of miles, but was mixed in a tsunami sweeping across the sky and ravaged all directions.

At the first moment, Daoren Xu shouted: "Hurry, use magic power and activate the Xiangyue Zhou."

The five magical tunnel people on the boat were the first to cast spells, and endless magic power emerged from them. Unlike the invisible and intangible things that were used by Taoists, several people based on their own skills, their magic power was colorful and their texture was condensed and hard, mixed with a wisp of Gangsha. If they touched it, they would eliminate bones and melt blood.

Only then did Wu Ming suddenly realize that the several magical powers and high abilities were actually all out of the Yin God’s body, and they looked like a real person.

The people of Laoshan Taoist worked together, but the inside of the tower was not changed, but the silver light shining in the outside world, expanding several times in the wind, and a pillar of light spread across the sky rose.

The continuous immortal boats in the sky show their magical powers, and they are filled with brilliance, filling the world in front of them. There is a [Huanyuan Wanxiang Formation] that simply combines all parties together, and a supreme power is revived, and the sky is terrified.

The whale corpses that formed chain islands on the sea also shone brightly, and they were actually a formation. Under the long roar of the giant Kun in the sea of ​​clouds, the dark light curtain rose, united with the colorful sky curtain, and together formed a magnificent wall.

Rumble!

The white sea tide hit the sky-covering curtain one after another, blocking it tightly. The spiritual wind eyes were trapped in the formation, making it difficult to affect the outside world, causing the soul to suffer.

The great powers of dozens of magical powers and nearly a thousand Taoist priests shocked Wu Ming. He couldn't help but imagine the participation of Laoshan with all his might and the wars described in ancient times.

Behind the light curtain, the scattered monks escaped and watched from a distance. Even if there was a formation blocking it, some of the leaked aftermath caused a storm.

The cold and soul storm of the sky has repeatedly returned without success, the sea tide is rolling back, the formation light curtain is like a compressor, and something seems to be brewing deep in the eyes of the spiritual cave.

Wu Ming observed and suddenly said: "So that's it. Through repeated suppression, the mystery has stimulated the mystery to produce water-flowing spiritual materials."

These major forces do not just occupy a good position by being domineering. They have to bear as much responsibility as they gain. They urge the formation to intercept natural disasters and sort out the spiritual veins.

On the boat, Wu Ming's Yin Shen appeared, and his slightly solidified body was almost like a real person. His magic power was surging, and he kept injecting the boat downstairs. The storm continued to surge, causing the boat to continue to shake.

Every time there was a huge shock, a large number of majestic water-moving spiritual energy invaded the tower, forming a wave of impact, flooding the bodies of dozens of Taoists on the deck. After a while, the temperature in the boat dropped sharply and the cold air filled.

"This is?!" Wu Ming realized something was wrong and set off layers of spiritual qi tides that continued to wash away his Yin spirit, which filled his soul with coldness and warmth, making him almost moan.

A magical power girl named Guan Yingying said: "Yes, suppressing the cold storm is also a great opportunity. You can use the power of the tides of heaven and earth to temper the Yin God and polish the foundation."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming was delighted and saw that his soul was carrying a wisp of gray-red impurity under the impact of each wave of tides. The Yin God became brighter and brighter, and his whole body was filled with bright light.

Especially since he had just emerged from the forging of the Golden Fire of Chixia Island, he was like a sword undergoing fire that was immediately quenched and cooled down. The effect was extraordinary and it also reduced the probability of being eroded by fire poison.

This cold storm lasted for more than half a month, and it broke out repeatedly during this period and fell again, maintaining a certain level, but after the efforts of various forces, it was finally almost calmed down.

Buzz!

At a corner of the Yaoyue Zhou, a yin god who looked like a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged. He held a pair of candle dragon pupils in his arms. A strand of golden sun energy was refined by the soul when it was breathed. His body was filled with spiritual energy. Next to him was a red phosphorus dragon horse that was more than ten feet long to protect his master.

Suddenly, Wu Ming's soul shook and stood up. His eyes bloomed with sun and moon, and the yellow mist appeared and faintly appeared. However, when the blink of an eye, all kinds of visions disappeared again.

"Thirty years of Taoism, the peak of Taoist priests!" Wu Ming was happy. His current realm was similar to Taoist Qi at the time, only one step away from his magical powers.

The three fundamental laws are accomplished, and the Huangting Jing will naturally achieve [small success]. If you understand the way of Yin and Yang a little, [small success] can be obtained with your hands. You have many Yin and Yang Taoist techniques and have experienced various overseas baptisms, which are extremely close to Great Success.

He wondered if he could go to the [Stone of Enlightenment] for his begging his master.

"It's a pity that the third-level secret medicine [Ancient Qi Refiner] is not yet clear."

Wu Ming sighed lightly. During this period, he felt a conceptual spiritual object hazy, but he did not dominate the event and could not be extracted.

And it is also likely not suitable for yourself.

Several fellow Taoists felt the breath of Wu Ming and all showed envious expressions.

At this time, a magical female crown shouted and reminded: "It's time for you to finish your efforts. The cold soul tide is about to calm down and you are ready to collect spiritual materials."

The Taoist priests on the Laoshan boat were shocked and looked away from the railing. The drizzle was as white as pearls and jade, and the sea air and spiritual liquid spread.

The white waves connected to the sky and the earth faded away, revealing a huge deep and dark vortex in front of them. This is the eye of the spiritual cave Feng. The deep sea vortex that stretched for hundreds of miles suddenly shrank slightly, as if it was accumulating power.

Then a colorful spiritual energy erupted, accompanied by a series of bright lights scattered all over the sky.

"It's out! It's out!"

"Everyone, hurry up, your hands are fast, your hands are slow."

The disciples of many nearby Taoist sects were excited, and then the Yin Gods left their bodies and controlled various possessions to soar into the air. Thousands of rainbow lights above and the angry tide below washed the sea clear, and the scene was magnificent.

Wu Ming naturally also got into it, setting up a dragon horse, a bowl of blue sea tides above his head, dancing the Taisu flag in his hand, and joining the army of robbery.

A small blue bowl was swaying round, like an endless black hole, bursting with strong attraction, and the bright meteors shot in mid-air were forced to divert and penetrated into it. These were all first-class spiritual materials, better than nothing.

Only some starlight like a round of 100 feet can get rid of this devouring power. At this time, the Taisu Flag took effect. After refining the magical power, the Yin God fragments were promoted to the six forbidden magic weapons. More than a dozen white light flashed in the void, knocking down the big light wheel and putting it into his pocket.

The speed of scraping was not weak, and there were so many cultivators in the magical power realm. Dozens of Taoists looked at each other and left and went to other places to seize it.

The range of wind eyes gushed is very large. It seems to have many spiritual materials, but in fact the density is very rare. Nearly a thousand Taoists present worked hard to collect, but they did not occupy much.

Soon, the spiritual materials in the sky broke through the first "defense line" and came into the second "defense line" formed by huge cloud Kuns. The Kun tribe was happy and opened their bloody mouths, greedily devouring a large amount of water-flowing spiritual materials. This was a rare moment for them to eat with their stomachs.

It has to be said that "Kun's Great" is well-known, and they are like bottomless black holes. Only half of the spiritual materials in the sky have passed by the Kun clan.

The last third "defense line" consists of immortal boats composed of many forces, all of which are used to work together to exert force, converge all the water-flowing spiritual materials. Occasionally, one or two missing ones will be rushed to the ground by those casual cultivators.

Of course, the major sects are too lazy to care about it.

The intercepted by the fairy boat is naturally the organizational forces, and the individual is taken away by the individual. Everyone is smiling and making a lot of money.

Suddenly, the huge vortex was boiling, and it seemed that something was going to gush out.

"Look, the next one is the various Gangsha. The divine light is coming. I wonder what Gangsha will be nurtured this year? How many Taoists are there? Can we Taoist priests divide one or two of them."
Chapter completed!