Chapter 155 He is watching
"Show all your strength. Otherwise, you will die immediately." Chongyu was not talking nonsense.
The cold and domineering voice in his words didn't seem to be the same person Rong Qing had seen before. In other words, Chongyu was gentle because he was facing Rong Qing. How can someone who can be chosen as a disciple by Sword Master Ji Ming be really easy to get along with...
Qinghe's face trembled. Chongyu's words blocked all avenues for negotiation.
Chongyu alone was far invincible to him and his nephew combined, not to mention that there was a great monk next to him with an equally unpredictable aura. And that female cultivator, could she be the key?
Qinghe's eyes swept over Rong Qing vaguely. The distance of thousands of feet was not obvious at first, but it was obvious that Zhong Ji noticed it.
Looking at Qing He with cold eyes, his mind was instantly unstable... Not only his mind, but also his soul became sluggish for a moment, and a shallow breath of soul overflowed from his mouth and nose.
Just a glance.
Qing He understood that just one look from the other party was enough to kill him. Now it was just a warning, just to let him and his nephew show their full strength.
"With our little strength, is there anything worthy of their attention... It's just for the female cultivator to see." Qing He felt sad.
There is no stupid person who can become a monk who can become a god. He can't see it now.
The dignified Third Transformation God cultivator is the leader of the fourth generation of the Qingzhong lineage, and is also well-known in the Xuanfeng world. I thought it was just a simple escort trip, but I didn't expect that fate would play a trick on me here.
It’s better to die in front of a junior!
How ridiculous! Qinghe laughed miserably several times.
After the laughter stopped, he turned to Zhong Yu and said, "Qing He, the fourth generation of the Qing Zhong lineage in the Xuan Feng Realm, please give me some advice from the Tao Lord."
"Uncle Master!" The middle-aged male cultivator on the side exclaimed in low voice, but his face was extremely pale.
Even his uncle knows that things must be done, does he still have a way to survive...
there is none left.
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Rong Qing stood beside the two sword masters, getting closer to Zhong Ji. Moreover, she felt that Zhong Ji also released his Mustard Seed Domain, but the scope was extremely small, only surrounding Rong Qing and himself.
Zhongji's Mustard Domain is also full of snow, and in his brother's Mustard Domain, it's really hard to tell from the naked eye that he is also developing a Mustard Domain.
However, Rong Qing's current protection can be said to be extremely tight. Rong Qing thought this was because the other two monks who transformed themselves into spirits released their own Mustard Seed Domain at the same time and raised their strength to the limit, so Zhongji also had to expand his own Mustard Seed Domain to prevent Rong Qing from having a one in ten thousand chance. Injuried.
However... that's not the case.
Zhong Ji glanced into the depths of Mengxu.
There, there is a little bit of willpower strengthening. He's looking here.
However, Rong Qing was unaware of it, the two incarnations of Qingzhong's lineage across from him were unaware of it, and even all the creatures in this world were unaware of it...
Just like an ant looking at the sky, it only feels that the sky is vast and boundless, and it cannot feel any oppression. That's because ants are weak. The fact that the sky is not oppressive does not mean that the ants can withstand... the consequences of the wrath of the sky. …
Rong Qing naturally felt extremely safe in the mustard domain of the sword masters. What's more, watching the life-and-death battle of the three transformation gods at this ultra-close range is simply a rare experience.
The strength of the three transformation gods exploded at this moment, and the Mustard Seed Domain with a radius of sixty miles was filled with black sea water. Every drop of sea water gives people an extremely strange and heavy feeling.
However, when Qing He turned his hands, he saw not drops of sea water, but waves of water forming tornadoes, sweeping towards Chongyu as if he was lifting a heavy weight with ease.
At the same time, hundreds of feet of seawater rose up to form a smooth wall, surrounding Qinghe.
With such momentum...this is the monk who is taking the path of Nine Transformations of God.
Even though Qinghe has given up on continuing and chose to become a third-transformation god, his strength has indeed been tested by heaven, and he is a real third-transformation god!
In comparison, the radius of the mustard field of the middle-aged male cultivator next to him is only a thousand feet, which is smaller than Yurou's sword field. The emerald green flame seemed powerful, but Rong Qing could see that it was much weaker than her master uncle.
If a middle-aged male cultivator and his master uncle fight, and both sides only release the Mustard Seed Domain, the flames will be completely swallowed up once they fall into the black sea water.
However, no matter how powerful Qinghe's Mustard Seed Domain is, it is useless. Not even seeing what happened to Chongyu, the seawater completely dissipated after landing ten feet in front of Rong Qing and the sword master.
Qing He knew there was nothing he could do, 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 am going to die, I will send the coordinates of this world back to the sect!" Qinghe's mind was filled with madness, "The ancestors of this generation will definitely avenge me!"
If it is said that the Qingzhong lineage must retaliate, it is definitely inherited from their ancestors. And there is more than one ancestor of the Qingzhong lineage!
Qinghe is not sure whether these three people are monks in this world, maybe they are, maybe they are not... But as long as there is a slight possibility that they are, he will want all the 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 magic weapons appeared... A huge tower rose from the sea. The originally boiling sea water seemed to have solidified, became extremely hard, and became extremely stable, spanning the sky. Just one look at it seems to make one feel heavy and breathless.
"Daoyun..." Rong Qing felt that Qinghe was about to turn it on, but she was not panicked. "Every move he uses contains Dao Yun. Not only that, these Dao Yun are very powerful."
The power is extremely powerful, much more powerful than the trace of Tao Yun that Rong Qing herself comprehended. What Rong Qing now fully masters and can use as he pleases is the Dao Yun that instantly bursts out his ultimate speed.
But Qing He is different... He has practiced for a long enough time, and has learned and comprehended more Taoist charms, even more powerful ones. It was so powerful that as long as a trace of the mustard domain of the sword masters leaked and landed on Rong Qing, Rong Qing would immediately fall.
How could it be possible to see He's last secret technique that almost cost his life like watching a play?
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"Is the size of the Mustard Seed Domain related to the strength of its owner?" Rong Qing asked.
This is what interests her.
You know, the various mustard fields she has seen so far are all different in size. Big, it can be like Sword Master Chongyu's Mustard Seed Domain, stretching for thousands of miles, and small... it can be like Chong Ji's current situation, with a radius of only three feet.
"It is indeed relevant." Zhong Ji glanced at Rong Qing, "I can tell you in advance that the size of the Mustard Seed Domain has a limit. The strength of the monks must be judged from the limit. Because the Transformation God can completely reduce the scope of the Mustard Seed Domain. But it’s impossible to push their mustard domain beyond its limit.”
"Furthermore, within the scope of the Mustard Seed Domain, the power remains unchanged. So what size is most suitable depends on the monk's own habits."
(End of chapter)