Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 262: Collecting the Nine Heavens Spirit Bird

"boom!"

The ghost hand of the underworld grabbed the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird and smashed it heavily to the ground, and the earth shook violently!
"Chirp!"

The Nine-Sky Spirit Bird let out a long cry, its eyes filled with brutality, and its huge body struggled violently, shaking off the Netherworld's Ghost Hand.

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and Zhang Xiaofan slashed down with a sword!
Endless thunder gathered into a thunder sword aura and fell on the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird that had just broken free from the Netherworld Ghost Hand.

"boom!"

The huge body of the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird was nailed to the ground by the thunder sword, and countless lightning flashed!
"hiss!"

Zeng Shushu, Lin Jingyu and Fashang have come to Lu Xueqi's side. Looking at this scene, Zeng Shushu took a breath.

Turning to look at Lu Xueqi, he asked:

"Junior Sister Lu, can you perform the Divine Sword and Lightning Control Technique so quickly?"

"No!" Lu Xueqi shook her head, looked at Zhang Xiaofan in the air, and said:

“Even if Uncle Tian used the Divine Sword to control lightning, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be as fast as Zhang Xiaofan, and he wouldn’t be as powerful as Zhang Xiaofan at this moment.”

"Tsk!" Lin Jingyu smacked his lips. He thought that after ten years, the gap between him and Xiaofan had narrowed a lot.

Unexpectedly, it grew bigger and bigger.

The Dharmakāya frowned as he looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was surrounded by endless thunder!
Over the past ten years, his Dharma image has been hailed as the number one person in the righteous path.

However, during this trip to the swamp, when fighting against Yu Yangzi, he discovered that Lu Xueqi's cultivation was already higher than his.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation is still higher than Lu Xueqi's.

He is unworthy of the title of the number one righteous disciple!

Although Zhang Xiaofan has now joined the Demon Sect, he was once a disciple of Qingyun.

Zhang Xiaofan stood in the air, countless thunders suddenly appeared around him, and the Blood Soul Sword in his hand pointed directly at the Nine Sky Spirit Bird below.

In the sky, countless thunders were drawn to the Blood Soul Sword, and then continuously bombarded the Nine Sky Spirit Bird.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan discovered that the Ghost King was already hundreds of meters away, so he retracted the Blood Soul Sword, his body shook, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was exhausted after a battle.

Zhang Xiaofan had just put away the Blood Soul Sword when the thundering sword force that was bombarding the Nine Sky Spirit Bird disappeared instantly.

The pressure on the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird was greatly reduced, and it flapped its wings and flew upwards!

At this moment, a huge tripod fell on the blood formation above.

The moment it landed on the blood formation, a ray of blood light suddenly shook!
Suddenly, a wave of air spread out in the surroundings!

Zeng Shushu, Lin Jingyu and Fa Lian, who were a hundred meters away, hurriedly cast a barrier to block it, but were still blown back dozens of meters by the air wave.

The air wave came, and the golden light emitted by the Liuhe Mirror easily blocked the air wave. The seriously injured Lu Xueqi was not affected at all.

The Dharma Image stabilized his falling body, looked at the giant tripod on the blood array, and said in shock:

"That is the Fulong Ding. Ten years ago, during the great war between good and evil, the Ghost King used this Ding to kill everyone!"

Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu also recalled the battle ten years ago. Their eyes trembled and they are still frightened.

In that battle, too many Qingyun disciples died, even more than a dozen elders died, and two Qingyun chiefs died.

If it weren't for Taoist Master Daoxuan holding the Zhuxian Sword and opening the Zhuxian Sword Formation at the last moment, I'm afraid the Qingyun Sect would have been destroyed by the Demon Cult.

At this time, the tall and burly body of the Ghost King descended from the sky and stepped on the Fulong Ding.

The strange runes on the Fulong Ding were glowing purple, and the power of the entire Kunlongque formation increased greatly with the Ghost King driving the Fulong Ding.

The broken blood chains on several blood columns rose again and shot out quickly to entangle the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird.

Above the blood chain, purple light condensed and its power increased greatly!
The already seriously injured Nine Sky Spirit Bird was suddenly entangled by the blood chain and could not move.

The Ghost King's hand condensed purple light, and he slapped the Fulong Ding. The blood chain wrapped around the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird emitted a bright purple light, tightening it fiercely.

At that time, the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird could not move at all, the flames burning around its body dimmed, the golden lightning completely disappeared, and it fell into a faint.

Purple light appeared on the Ghost King's hand, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled the immobile Nine Sky Spirit Bird into the Fulong Ding above. The Ghost King waved his hand, and the huge Fulong Ding quickly shrank and flew into his hand.

Then his body swooped down and landed on the trunk of a large tree that had fallen to the ground.

When Qinglong Youji saw that the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird had been subdued, they all cast spells to remove the magic circle that trapped the Dragon Palace.

After taking care of everything, the two flew behind the Ghost King, standing one on the left and one on the right, without saying a word, their eyes fixed on the ground below.

At this point, the plain fell into complete silence, with only the sound of the wind whistling past.

Zhang Xiaofan flew and landed beside Lu Xueqi. With a light wave of his hand, the Liuhe Mirror flew into his arms.

Then, he picked up Xiao Hui, who was sleeping with his eyes closed in Lu Xueqi's arms, and turned and walked away.

With a light leap, he landed next to the Ghost King.

Fashang, Lin Jingyu, and Zeng Shushu quickly came to Lu Xueqi's side, tightly grasped the magic weapons in their hands, and looked at the ghost kings above with caution.

The Ghost King looked at Zhang Xiaofan meaningfully and suddenly said:
"Didn't you tell me a month ago that your cultivation level was only at the seventh level of Shangqing?"

"Why is it that the Taoist magic I saw you using just now is far more than the seventh level of Shangqing."

Zhang Xiaofan remained calm upon hearing this, and said half-truthfully:

"Just now when I entered the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, I had an opportunity and my Taoism increased a little."

"Plus the life-and-death crisis just now, so the power of Taoism has increased greatly."

"Oh... Really..." The Ghost King pondered deeply, and then asked:

"So, after a certain opportunity, your cultivation level has reached the upper level."

"Eighth floor!" said Zhang Xiaofan.

Hearing this, the Ghost King looked at Zhang Xiaofan and shook his head, saying:
"speak English!"

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and said:
"Nine floors, no more!"

Qinglong at the back frowned when he heard this.

He thought that Zhang Xiaofan's Taoism was very high now, but he didn't expect that after just ten years, his Taoism had reached the ninth level of Shangqing.

The ninth level of Shangqing has already surpassed him, the leader of the four great holy envoys.

Moreover, through observing the fight between Zhang Xiaofan and the Nine-Sky Spirit Bird just now, Qinglong also knew that Zhang Xiaofan's strength had surpassed his.

Wizards!

He is simply a rare genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years.

You know, Qinglong is a man of extraordinary talent.

However, compared with Zhang Xiaofan, he felt that he had been practicing like a dog for the past three hundred years.

You Ji looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of her and felt that he was taller than he was ten years ago, giving her a sense of security.

Ten years ago, on the way to Liupo Mountain, Zhang Xiaofan was in her hands and had no choice but to escape.

But in just ten years, Zhang Xiaofan's strength has far surpassed his.

However, the stronger Zhang Xiaofan is, the safer Bi Yao will be.

The Ghost King stared at Zhang Xiaofan with his deep eyes, and suddenly stretched out his big hand, patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder, and said:

"The ninth level of Shangqing. After just seventeen years of cultivation, I have reached the ninth level of Shangqing."

"Why do I feel that your current strength is comparable to mine?"

Zhang Xiaofan heard this and said calmly:

"Father-in-law, you are joking. How can I compare with you now? I am afraid that your strength has already reached the half-step Taiqing!"

(End of this chapter)