A life of clearness

Chapter 155 He is watching

"Show all your strength. Otherwise you will die immediately." Chongyu said without any nonsense.

The cold and domineering tone in his words seemed to be different from the person Rong Qing had seen before. Or, Chongyu was gentle because he was with Rong Qing. How could someone who was chosen by Master Ji Ming to be his disciple be really easy to get along with...

Qing He's face shuddered. Chongyu's words blocked all avenues for negotiation.

Chongyu alone, he and his nephew combined, were far from being able to defeat him, not to mention that there was also a great cultivator with an equally unpredictable aura beside him. And that female cultivator, could she be the key?

Qing He's eyes swept over Rong Qing in a very subtle way. It was not obvious at first, but it was obvious that Chong Ji noticed it.

The cold eyes looking at Qing He made his mind unstable for a moment... Not only his mind, but even his soul was weak for a moment, and a faint breath of soul flowed out of his mouth and nose.

Just a glance.

Qing He understood that a single look from the other party was enough to kill him, and now it was just a warning, just to make him and his nephew show their full strength.

"With our strength, is it possible that we are worthy of their attention? We are just doing this just for the female cultivator to see." Qing He felt sad.

There is no stupid cultivator who can become a god. He can see it now.

A dignified three-transformation divine cultivator, he was the leader of the fourth generation of the Qingzhong lineage and was also well-known in the Xuanfeng Realm. I thought it was just a simple escort, but I didn't expect that fate would play tricks on me and I would be defeated here.

It’s better to die in front of a younger generation!

How ridiculous! Qing He laughed bitterly several times.

After the laughter stopped, he said to Chongyu, "I am Qing He, the fourth generation of the Qingzhong lineage in the Xuanfeng Realm. Please teach me, Taoist Master."

"Uncle Master!" The middle-aged male cultivator at the side whispered in shock, his face extremely pale.

Even his uncle knows that he can’t go against his will, so how can he survive…

No more.

……

Rong Qing stood beside the two sword masters, closer to Chongji. Moreover, she felt that Chongji also released his mustard seed domain, but the range was very small, only surrounding Rong Qing and himself.

Chongji's mustard seed domain was also covered with snow. In his brother's mustard seed domain, one could not tell with the naked eye that he was also expanding his mustard seed domain.

However, Rong Qing's current defenses were extremely tight. Rong Qing thought that this was because the two other Divine Transformation cultivators released their Mustard Seed Domains at the same time and increased their strength to the limit, so Chongji also had to deploy his Mustard Seed Domain to prevent Rong Qing from getting hurt in the one in ten thousand chance.

However... that is not the case.

Chongji glanced into the depths of the dream ruins.

There, a will is growing stronger little by little. He is looking here.

However, Rong Qing was unaware of anything, and neither were the two spirits of the Qingzhong lineage on the other side. Even all the living beings in this world were unaware of anything...

It's like an ant looking at the sky, only feeling that the sky is vast and boundless, and not feeling any oppression. That's because the ant is weak. The sky is not oppressive, but it doesn't mean that the ant can bear it... once the wrath of the sky appears. ...

Rong Qing naturally felt extremely safe in the sword masters' mustard seed domain. Moreover, watching the life-and-death battle of the three transformation gods at such a close distance was a rare experience.

The power of the Three Transformation Gods was fully unleashed at this moment, and the mustard seed area with a radius of 60 miles was filled with black sea water. Every drop of sea water gave people an extremely strange and heavy feeling.

However, when Qing He flipped his hand, it was not drops of sea water, but waves that formed a tornado, sweeping towards Chongyu as if lifting a heavy weight with ease.

At the same time, hundreds of feet of sea water rose up to form a smooth wall, surrounding Qing He.

Such a momentum... this is the cultivator who is on the path of the Nine Transformations of the Divine.

Even though Qing He had given up on going forward and chose to become a three-transformation god, his strength had indeed been tested by the way of heaven, a genuine three-transformation god!
In comparison, the radius of the mustard seed domain of the middle-aged male cultivator next to him was only a thousand feet, which was even smaller than Yu Rou's sword domain. The emerald green flame looked powerful, but Rong Qing could see that it was much weaker than his uncle's strength.

If the middle-aged male cultivator and his uncle-master fought each other, and both sides only released the Mustard Seed Domain, I am afraid that the flame would be completely swallowed up as soon as it fell into the black sea water.

However, no matter how powerful Qing He's Mustard Seed Domain was, it was useless. I didn't see how Chongyu did it, and the sea water completely dissipated ten feet in front of Rong Qing and the Sword Master.

Qing He knew that he could do nothing about it, but now he could only grit his teeth and continue to use all he had learned in the past ten thousand years.

"Even if I have to die, I will send the coordinates of this world back to the sect!" Qing He's mind was filled with madness, "The ancestors will definitely avenge me!"

If it is said that the Qingzhong lineage will never let go of any grudge, it is definitely inherited from their ancestors. And the Qingzhong lineage has more than one ancestor!
Qing He was not sure whether these three people were cultivators from this world, maybe they were, maybe they were not... But as long as there was even a slight possibility, he would want all living beings in this world to be buried with him!

Rong Qing watched the sea water in the sky churning more and more crazily, and even a magic weapon appeared... A huge tower rose from the sea, and the boiling sea water seemed to solidify, becoming extremely hard and stable, stretching across the sky. Just one look at it seemed to make people feel heavy in their hearts and unable to breathe.

"Daoyun..." Rong Qing felt that Qing He was about to go all out, but she was not panicked. "Every move he used contained Daoyun. Not only that, these Daoyuns were extremely powerful."

The power was extremely strong, much stronger than the trace of Dao Yun that Rong Qing had comprehended. What Rong Qing had now fully mastered and could use at will was the Dao Yun that could instantly burst out at her maximum speed.

But Qing He is different... He has practiced for a long enough time, and has learned and comprehended more Dao rhyme, which is even more powerful. So powerful that if the sword masters' mustard seed domain leaks a little bit and falls on Rong Qing, Rong Qing will die immediately.

How could it be possible to see clearly the last secret technique that almost cost He his life like watching a play?

……

"Is the size of the Mustard Seed Domain related to the strength of its master?" Rong Qing asked.

This was something that interested her a lot.

You know, the various mustard seed domains she had seen so far were all different in size. Big ones could be like the mustard seed domain of Sword Master Chongyu, stretching for tens of millions of miles, and small ones could be like Chongji's current one, with a radius of only three feet.

"It is indeed related." Chongji glanced at Rong Qing, "It is okay to tell you in advance. The size of the mustard seed domain has a limit. The strength of the cultivator should be judged by the limit. Because the transformation of the spirit can completely reduce the scope of the mustard seed domain. But it is impossible to make their mustard seed domain exceed the limit."

"Also, within the Mustard Seed Domain, the power remains unchanged. So the most suitable size depends on the cultivator's own habits."

(End of this chapter)