Lei Linggen is very different from the Five Elements Spiritual Root. There is almost no way to restrain it. It is the most powerful kind of spiritual root. Knowing that Fang Xinghai was just the most useless Wuling root, Song Yufei's fear of him was instantly dissipated.

Wuling root cultivator is good at hiding. If it turns into invisible mist, others can't really hurt him, but he can sneak out and attack without knowing it. This is probably Fang Xinghai's biggest advantage. .

Mo Yu and Zou Yiming had plotted against each other one after another, but when they came to Song Yufei, they could completely ignore his tricks.

"Fang Xinghai, long time no see, you still like to hide your head and show your tail as before. You are despicable and cowardly, and this Wuling Root is indeed the most suitable spiritual root for you." He raised his hands and pinched a thunderous magic formula.

Purple lightning exploded in the air, and through the conduction of tiny water droplets, it instantly covered the entire piece of dense fog. For ordinary cultivators, launching a group attack technique is extremely consuming of spiritual power, but for Lei Linggen cultivators, every attack they make can cause huge damage, but only a small amount of spiritual power is consumed.

This is especially true where water vapor is present. Song Yufei discovered long ago that water conducts electricity.

"Cultivator Lei Linggen is really amazing!" The disciples in the audience couldn't help sighing when they saw the dense fog covered by lightning.

Zhou Yunsheng, who was hidden in the mist, could naturally feel the numbness brought by the lightning penetrating his body, but he could even endure nine or nine tribulations, and this kind of powerful lightning could not harm him at all. But the thunderbolt evaporated the water droplets, thinning his mist.

His atomized body was looming in the air, and he had to lift his fingertips to extract spiritual power to create more mist. The so-called extraction of spiritual power is not the extraction of his own spiritual power, nor the spiritual power in the air, but Song Yufei's spiritual power.

This is the mist he refined, and the most terrifying and inadvertent thing is that it can penetrate into the body of the practitioner with the spiritual energy, and after a week of circulation, it will run out with more spiritual energy. Spreading, invading, absorbing, and dissipating, these are the characteristics of fog, and Zhou Yun Sheng integrated these characteristics into the exercises to make them exert the greatest power.

Seeing that the mist thinned out in the lightning strike, Song Yufei smiled slightly, and then pinched a few tricks one after another. The purple electric light swayed around, making a tingling sound that made the scalp numb. If Fang Xinghai was hiding in the mist, it would be very uncomfortable at this moment. Song Yufei only needed to wait for him to show his figure before smashing his golden core with one punch.

Didn't the elder Taishang say that it doesn't matter if you live or die on the stage? Since Fang Xinghai can treat others like that, he can naturally repay him in the same way. If the Supreme Elder insisted on looking for trouble with him, it would be a big deal to leave the Promise Immortal Sect.

He didn't have much affection for the sect originally.

But soon, he noticed that the situation was different. The spiritual energy in his dantian began to flow into the meridians uncontrollably, and then escaped into the air along the pores, turning into a white mist. The mist evaporated by the lightning became dense again, and if you attacked again, it would only consume more of your spiritual power.

How could this be? Song Yufei was shocked, and quickly used his divine sense to look inside his dantian, and found that the surface of his golden elixir was covered with a layer of white mist at some point. As if something outside was pulling them.

Fang Xinghai! In the end is underestimating you! Song Yufei gritted his teeth, and immediately ran the exercises to dispel the white fog on the surface of the golden core. However, this layer disappeared. With the inhalation of spiritual energy outside, it will soon be covered with another layer, which is almost endless.

It wasn't until now that Song Yufei realized that Fang Xinghai had actually attached the refined mist to the spiritual energy. As long as he still needed to absorb the spiritual energy, he would continuously extract the spiritual energy from his dantian. This kind of exercise is really weird, and it is unavoidable for people to be inadvertently guarded against!

Only then did Song Yufei put down his previous arrogance, and took out the Yin-Yang two gas bottle that was treasured in the jade ring. This is a top-level magic weapon. Although it is incomparable with the innate treasure, it is only one line behind. It can absorb all things and disperse evil spirits. It can also inhale the cultivator whose cultivation is higher than his two realms into the bottle and refine it into Reiki.

Song Yufei used the Yin-Yang two cylinders to avoid countless murders, and he also refined many cultivators without knowing it. They have long since transformed into the spiritual energy stored in his dantian. If Fang Xinghai's cultivation technique was not too unpredictable, he would never have taken it out at the risk of exposure.

Fortunately, there was a thick fog on the stage, which could cover up one or two things, just hide the magic tool when the fog is completely absorbed. Song Yufei opened the cork and pointed the sparkling bottle mouth at the thick fog around him. If Fang Xinghai was hiding in it, he would definitely not be able to escape this disaster.

Only a gust of wind was heard, and the thick fog was sucked into the mouth of the bottle, revealing the dark crowd under the stage.

Song Yufei quickly put the treasure bottle into the jade ring before the fog cleared, looked around, and pretended to shout, "Fang Xinghai, don't hide anymore, come out!"

The disciples in the audience also looked left and right, looking for Fang Xinghai's figure.

Song Yufei had already made up his mind, pretending that he couldn't find Fang Xinghai. Inside and outside Yuhuan, there were countless restrictions imposed by the fairy. To use the fairy's original words-unless the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Venerable descended, it would be impossible for people in this world to find out that there is another universe in Yuhuan. At the end of the fight, he first refined Fang Xinghai's golden elixir, then destroyed his sanity and turned him into an idiot, and released him in an extremely dangerous place.

When Elder Taishang found Fang Xinghai, it was impossible to say that he had turned into a pile of bones. There is no evidence or evidence, the elder Taishang can't do anything to himself. If he insists on asking the guilt, a mysterious cave house he found can also escape the search of the elder Taishang. There is a lot of spiritual energy there, which is no worse than the Wuji Xianzong. When the strength is improved, there will naturally be a chance to return to the sect in the future.

Song Yufei thought very well in his mind, and he also had the determination to sink the boat. For him to put up with a villain like Fang Xinghai, he absolutely couldn't do it. Even if he is willing to lose to Fang Xinghai this time, can Fang Xinghai really let him go in the future? No one knows better than Song Yufei how the other party is arrogant and vindictive.

However, how did he know that Zong Yi had already broken the ban on women, and used Yuanshen to severely injure women. For the sake of her dignified and mysterious face, the woman never mentioned this matter. If he really put Fang Xinghai in the Yin-Yang two gas cylinder to refine, Zong Yi would be able to see through it at a glance, and he would be beaten to pieces.

The stunning woman in Yuhuan saw him act like this, and also realized what he was thinking about. She was about to remind her, but found that the sudden change occurred.

I saw that the tiny water droplets attached to Song Yufei's robes instantly turned into dense fog and surrounded him again. Among them, a wisp of light gray fog penetrated into his body through his nostrils, merged with the gurgling spiritual energy, and then deposited into his dantian.

In the blink of an eye, the stage was shrouded in fog again, leaving the disciples under the stage, Zhang Er Jingang, puzzled.

"Is it fun?" Zhou Yun Sheng was attached to Song Yufei's left ear like a ghost.

Song Yufei's fists were covered with lightning and bombarded him, but only hit a cloud of fog.

"You have quite a lot of treasures." This time Zhou Yun Sheng attached to his right ear and laughed.

Song Yufei's face was gloomy, knowing that the other party was afraid of his own treasure. Killing people and stealing treasures is already the norm in the cultivation world. Once Fang Xinghai thinks of himself, he has no choice but to die. Who gave him a master with high magic power.

In this way, Fang Xinghai had to be killed today. Regardless of life or death on the platform, this is the sect's rule. The elders will not deal with him clearly, and he still has time to plan a way out.

Song Yufei flashed a killing intent in his eyes, and suddenly emptied all the spiritual energy in his dantian, using the most powerful move, Lei Benyun. The azure blue sky outside the fog was suddenly covered with rolling black clouds, and the rumbling thunder sounded from far to near, resounding through the sky.

At first glance, thought it was a cultivator who was about to die.

The disciples in the audience immediately retreated from the range shrouded in dark clouds to avoid being affected. At the same time, they also lamented that Lei Linggen cultivators are indeed the most powerful aliens.

Zhou Yun Sheng smiled loosely in the mist. He is not even afraid of the nine-nine tribulations, so how can he take such a small lightning strike in his eyes.

Song Yufei kept chomping on the magic tricks, placing layers of restrictions on the stage, firstly to prevent Fang Xinghai from escaping, and secondly to enhance the power of Thunder. In less than a breath, he had placed a nine-layered ban, and at the same time, a stout lightning bolt crashed down from the sky, smashing hard on the platform.

The fog beads burst open, forming purple smoke, the power seems to be able to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. Song Yufei stood in the center of the array, constantly changing his hand tactics, making this place completely a realm of thunder, vowing to chop Fang Xinghai until there was no slag left.

"That's all you have?" Zhou Yun Sheng condensed his atomized body into a solid body and sneered.

Song Yufei raised his fingertips slightly, and a few bolts of lightning struck him.

"I will also make a thunderbolt formation, so you can try it too." Zhou Yun Sheng's body suddenly turned into a mist and then turned into a solid body.

A horrific roar exploded in the air, and thunder that was more dazzling and more terrifying than Song Yufei's lightning spread all over the thick white fog and attacked Song Yufei.

Fang Xinghai is clearly the root of Wuling, how can he control Thunder? Song Yufei shuffled his steps in horror, and was hit by a thunderbolt. It stands to reason that he is a cultivator of Lei Linggen, and he is not afraid of thunder and lightning, but the thunder in the ninety-nine tribulations is not extraordinary.

Not to mention that he is only a late stage of Jindan's cultivation, even the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal only has the chance to endure this kind of thunder.

The surface of the body was charred black, the meridians were all broken, and there were cracks in the golden core after repeated shocks. Song Yufei wanted to break free, but was tightly entangled by the dragon-like lightning and couldn't move, leaving only his heart full of despair.

"Fairy, save me!" He finally gave up his dignity and asked the stunning woman in Yuhuan for help.

The woman also hoped that he would take him back to the Immortal Realm after he ascended, but she couldn't just watch him die. She used the mana to isolate Luo Lei and threw him down the stage.

"I admit defeat!" Before landing, Song Yufei shouted with all his strength.

The crowd around the audience saw lightning scattered throughout the fog, and one of them was more powerful than the other. The last few even shook the sect's boundary with the defensive array, and there were many cracks in the ground, and they thought it was Lei Ling. Song Yufei of the root was casting spells, and he couldn't help but feel awe and awe in his heart.

"Senior Brother Song is worthy of being the leader of this class of disciples!"

"What kind of technique is this? It's so powerful! I'm afraid even the masters of the Nascent Soul can be cut off!"

"Thunderling root cultivator is indeed an existence that defies the sky! The uncle of the master is afraid that this time it will be more fortunate and less fortunate!"

Everyone whispered and talked a lot.

On the high platform, Peak Master Lei Yuanfeng stared at the last few thunderbolts with a contemplative look. At this level of magic, not to mention Song Yufei, even himself, who is in the late stage of the tribulation, would not be able to perform it.

The rest of the peak masters and elders looked at Zong Yi from time to time, fearing that he would be angry because of it.

The real person Chi Xiao looked at Bidoutai with a blank expression, and bursts of happiness surged in his heart. If Song Yufei could kill Fang Xinghai, he wouldn't mind fighting against the Supreme Elder to save his life.

It doesn't matter whether you live or die on the platform, this is the sect's rule, and no one can say anything.

But in the next moment, his happy eyes turned into surprise, and Song Yufei, who was covered in black, flew out of the thick fog and fell heavily under the stage, yelling at me to admit defeat.

Several disciples quickly caught him, seeing his embarrassed appearance, they were shocked. what's going on? Isn't Senior Brother Song Lei Linggen? How could he be split into such a tragic state by the thunder that he had summoned?

Zhou Yunsheng sucked the falling thunder and thick fog into his dantian, walked to the edge of the platform to look down at Song Yufei, and made a gesture of digging the golden core.

Song Yufei spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and crawled to the side of the Taiping Master with full of unwillingness.

After all, he was his own disciple, how could he just watch him suffer humiliation. Master Taiping stuffed a Guiyuan Pill into his mouth, and clapped his hands to Zongyi, "Elder Taishang, my disciple has already conceded defeat, so this fight should be enough, right?"

Zong Yi stood up and walked towards the disciple, and said casually, "Yes."

The two flew towards Fen Jifeng on the black sword light, leaving behind the disciples who looked at each other with inexplicable expressions.

Is this the end? Don't even want the rewards of the big competition? Fang Xinghai was indeed coming for revenge. He fought three times, but he didn't even let others see his moves. His strength is really unfathomable!

"Go back." Taiping real person helped Song Yufei up, and the lightning flashed under his feet, disappearing in place.

Master Chixiao waved his hand to dismiss the crowd, and stared at Fen Jifeng with gloomy eyes for a long time before he left slowly.

Mo Yu was lying on the bed, because the root bone was taken away, no part of his body could move except his eyes, and there was an unbearable pain in his abdomen.

"Did you find out? Did Senior Brother Song kill Fang Xinghai?" She asked grimly when she saw the Daotong who pushed in the door.

"Senior Brother Song is defeated." Daotong knelt beside the bed and whispered.

Mo Yu's eyes were split, and he screamed frantically.

"What are you shouting! If it wasn't for your stupidity, how could you end up like this today? You said that you are a good Shan Linggen, why are you going to rob someone's sky-boosting grass?" The real person Chixiao walked to the bed and said coldly.

Mo Yu regretted so much that she wished she could go back in time, she would never listen to Song Yufei's instigation to help him find Amica.

"Father, you must have a way to help me restore my spiritual roots and rebuild my golden core? Father, you are the suzerain of the Wuji Immortal Sect." She asked hopefully.

"Do you think I am the Supreme Elder? If you want to restore the spiritual root and reshape the golden pill, only the Heavenly Good Fortune Pill can do it. However, how precious is the spirit grass that refines the Heavenly Good Fortune Pill, I have never even heard of it. Say, let alone help you find them all. Even if you find them all, where can I find a Chaos-level alchemist for you to refine medicine? I'm afraid I won't be able to cultivate immortals any more." The voice of the real person Chi Xiao was calm, but his eyes were slightly red.

After all, this is the only child the Taoist companion gave birth to after exhausting his cultivation and life. How could he not feel distressed?

"No! I don't want to become a mortal! Father, you have the heart to watch me grow old and die and turn into a handful of loess?" Mo Yu cried in despair, "Father, go and beg the elder Taishang and let him give Let me have a pill! I am willing to apologize to Fang Xinghai, even if I kowtow to him! I will detour when I see him in the future, and I will never provoke him again!"

The scene of that person pulling out her bones, smashing her dantian, and crushing her golden core kept flashing in her mind like a nightmare. She was really scared. She knew that Fang Xinghai's methods were so cruel and sinister, and she would be killed if she was killed. won't provoke him.

"Do you think the Duotian Good Fortune Pill is so easy to refine? I'll give it to you if I give it to you?" The real person of Chixiao walked away, thinking for a few hours, and finally put down his body and went to Fenji Peak to make amends, but he listened to the puppet when he arrived at the foot of the mountain. Daotong said that the elders Taishang and Fang Xinghai have already retreated, and they will not come out for decades.

The real person of Chixiao couldn't, so he could only give his daughter a raw bone pill first, so that she would grow into a mortal bone, and then spent a lot of money to buy a longevity pill and a beauty pill to protect her lifespan and youthful appearance for two hundred years. She was sent to the mortal world. She has offended too many people in Wuji Xianzong, and now she has no ability to protect herself, and she may be assassinated one day.

Mo Yu cried and made trouble, and wanted to break into Fen Jing Peak to plead for mercy. But Zong Yi had said earlier that she was not allowed to take another step into the top of the peak, so before the Daotong could stop her, the defensive formation threw her out.

Mo Yu regretted the beginning, lying down at the foot of the mountain and crying for a long time.

On the other side, Zou Yiming, whose golden core was crushed, lost his position as the head disciple of the sect master and was moved to the wing where ordinary disciples lived. The wound on his abdomen had healed, but when he was about to inhale the air again, he found that his dantian was filled with gray mist. The mist absorbed the spiritual energy he had introduced, and then quickly expelled it from the body along the meridians, unable to retain it at all.

He tried many times without success, and his calm expression began to burst, revealing a state of madness.

"Fang Xinghai, you are too deceiving!" He kicked open the door and ran towards Fen Jing Peak. Now he is just a mortal, and he can't even draw Qi into his body, talking about He Yujian flying. If the fog in his belly does not dissipate, he will be isolated from Xiantu forever, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Undoubtedly, he was also stopped by Daotong, and when he learned that Fang Xinghai was going to retreat for decades, he chopped down the trees beside him like a madman.

While recovering from his injuries, Song Yufei was also paying attention to the movements of Mo Yu and Zou Yiming. He learned that both of them had become mortals. One was sent to the mortal world, and the other couldn't even inhale qi into the body. Here, a group of alchemists treated them as medicine practitioners. A variety of experiments, can not help but secretly startled.

"What a vicious method! If the fairy hadn't thrown me out of the ring in time, I'd probably end up like the two of them now."

"Don't provoke that master and apprentice in the future. Their exercises are not simple. It's the first time I have seen a monk from Wulinggen control a thunder with such mighty power. That's no more than the Ninety-Nine Tribulations." The stunning woman's expression was solemn.

Song Yufei said hesitantly, "It's not a question of whether I provoke him or not. I'm afraid he's already thinking about it now that he saw me take out the yin and yang cylinders on the platform."

"Then leave the sect and travel outside. Once you have accumulated enough strength, you don't have to worry about others."

"What the fairy said is that I have exactly this intention."

After the two discussed it, they quickly left the sect. Halfway through, Song Yufei realized that there was a problem with his golden pill. Its light is getting dimmer day by day, gradually changing from bright golden to gray-black, as if it has become a waste pill.

"Fairy, why is this?" Song Yufei's voice trembled.

The stunning woman was also puzzled. She used her divine sense to penetrate into the golden pill, and found that the inside had been hollowed out, and it was wrapped in a gray-black mist. There was a very light medicinal smell in the mist, which was actually the most sinister in the cultivation world. One of the medicinal pills - Soul Melting Pill. This kind of medicinal pill can dissolve Jin Dan, Yuan Ying, Yuan Shen, and then let the cultivator die and eliminate the Tao.

Who is it that not only can refine this medicinal pill, but also introduce it into Song Yufei's dantian quietly under his own eyes? The stunning woman thought about it, but she could only think of Fang Xinghai.

Such a sinister mind, such a treacherous method, she couldn't help but cheer for the other party.

Song Yufei heard the woman's analysis, and immediately wanted to run back to the sect to kill Fang Xinghai desperately. However, he knew that even in his heyday, he was no match for Fang Xinghai, let alone now.

The Supreme Elder is worthy of being the Supreme Elder. Even a waste like Fang Xinghai can be trained by him to become a genius of cultivation. Song Yufei's eyes were red with jealousy, and he managed to calm down, asking the woman if there was a way to save him.

The woman wasn't sure either, so she told him the names of a few spirit herbs that could detoxify hundreds of poisons, and let him find it by himself. The two hid and stumbled westward.

Forty years later, when Zhou Yun Sheng woke up from the meditation, Zong Yi also woke up. The two pressed their foreheads against their foreheads, and their consciousnesses met in the void, colliding with dazzling sparks. Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't hold back, and tilted his head slightly to hold Zong Yi's thin lips.

Zong Yi took him to his lap and carefully tasted the sweet taste between his lips and teeth. In terms of cultivation, the current Zhou Yunsheng can already hit the Nascent Soul Stage, but the Mysterious Realm of Baicao is about to open, and he still needs to retrieve Fang Wenguang's bones for burial, so he has no time to survive the calamity. A book of body training exercises and a book of soul training exercises made him stronger and stronger. He had a hunch that when he cultivated to the Mahayana period, he would be able to break free from the shackles of the main god and have a brand new body.

After the kiss, Zhou Yun Sheng stroked Fu Zongyi's hard beard and said with a smile, "I'm going to the Secret Realm of Baicao, will you go with me?"

"There is only one elixir needed for the seventh round to find all. I'm going to the Demon Realm." Zong Yi sighed with regret.

The two were tired and crooked for a while, and then they opened the ban on the Potian Palace. After hearing the news, Real Man Chixiao immediately came to pay a visit and begged the elders to give him a pill, but Zong Yi refused mercilessly.

Refining an elixir is just a trivial matter for him, but Mo Yu is the enemy of the disciple. He was kind of not killing her, how could he help her to embark on the fairyland again?

It would be best if she could die in the mortal world.

Master Chi Xiao couldn't, so he had to leave, secretly hating the master and the apprentice in his heart.