Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 256: Chapter 152: Wheel Transformation Mechanism! Thirty-Five-Year-Old Primordial Pill, Mediocre Taste (6k Long Chapter)_2

”If it really is the case, the way you’re acting so perversely makes us very passive.”

”Oh? Are you trying to draw a line between us?”

Meng Qingtong chuckled, his lips slightly curling up, as his cold gaze fell upon Liu Xingtui’s tightly clenched fists.

”Are you planning to fight me!?”

Whoosh...

As soon as he uttered his words, a wild wind blew through, changing everyone’s expression dramatically, and Meng Qingtong disappeared from sight.

”Let me show you how to prove your innocence!”

Suddenly, the cold words echoed in Liu Xingtui’s ears, his gaze trembled, not knowing when Meng Qingtong appeared between him and his brother, with a broad hand reaching towards Liu Xingyu.

”Crimson Palace Li Fire!”

Liu Xingyu made a sealing motion with his hands, his chest heaving violently, then exhaled sharply, the air twisting, transforming into a Crimson True Flame, fiercely rushing towards Meng Qingtong.

Buzz.

Meng Qingtong, with a reverse hand motion, grabbed the mass of [Crimson Palace True Flame] in his hand, only to hear a constant roar of blood rushing, as he crushed the flame into pieces.

”You...”

Liu Xingyu’s face changed dramatically; he never expected Meng Qingtong, rejuvenated, to be so fierce, breaking his [Crimson Palace Li Fire] bare-handed. That approaching palm seemed like a Life-taking Talisman, arriving at his face in an instant.

”One-inch Ding Fire!”

At this moment, Liu Xingtui attacked from behind, raising his forefinger with a flicker of flame, an inch like a nail, mysterious as a bright lamp, illuminating the gloomy hall, the terrifying atmosphere warping the air around.

”Daoist Fire Technique.”

Ding Fire, a kind of Daoist Fire Technique, a star in the sky, a lamp on earth; lanterns have flames, yet do not show light, but can expose the thousands of demon shapes.

Buzz...

Liu Xingtui’s mind shifted, activating the killing technique, the inch of Ding Fire at his fingertip pointed directly at Meng Qingtong’s occipital, the immense power rendering the veins, vessels, and even the internal organs under his skin vividly visible.

Sunlight seemingly seized brightness, able to forge a thousand iron nails with time.

Just this one technique, surpasses his brother’s [Crimson Palace Li Fire]s by many times.

”Ding Fire has no Wood of Jia and Yi, how to thrive!?”

Meng Qingtong seemed to have eyes at the back of his head, did not look, suddenly, his entire black hair stood upright, causing a fierce wind to rise, the noise of breaking through the air pierced the eardrums.

Liu Xingtui’s expression dramatically changed, yet before he could react, the inch of Ding Fire on his fingertip was extinguished by wild wind, his whole body instantly lost balance, the standing hair like steel needles aiming at his chest.

Buzz...

Almost at the same moment, a terrifying blade light from above Meng Qingtong suddenly emerged, ominously twisting, powerfully displayed its might, aiming directly at his head and Celestial Spirit.

”Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade!?”

Meng Qingtong laughed coldly, he raised his head abruptly, exhaled turbid air, in an instant like sword qi spluttering, collided with the [Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade], fierce sounds like a silver bottle breaking, the two blade lights obliterated instantly.

Buzz...

Amid the scattered dust, He Ningyan did not retreat, she made another move, at this moment, she fully displayed the horror of [High Skill] level, after the [Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade] was shattered, the Primordial Spirit revived, reengaging the magic, spiritual light seemed to spurt from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, finally gathering between her fingers.

”Three Emperors Sect’s [Summoning Spirit Technique]?” Meng Qingtong’s eyes slightly narrowed.

Three Emperors Summoning Spirit, blessed by Ghost Gods, overwhelmingly victorious, eradicates all evil.

”Soul Burial God Lock!”

He Ningyan struck, swift as thunder, quick as lightning, two fingers circled spiritual light, pointing straight at Meng Qingtong’s Celestial Spirit.

Once this technique lands, it can lock the Primordial Spirit, restrain all Daoist skill, it’s a kill stroke within the Three Emperors Sect.

Bam...

A sound of explosion rang out, He Ningyan’s two fingers fell directly on Meng Qingtong’s Celestial Spirit, the terrifying power crushed the floor under his feet into pieces, the swirling dust engulfed their silhouettes.

”He Ningyan... worthy of Ma Buting’s senior, this woman is indeed frightening.” Sui Chunsheng’s expression was solemn.

The Liu Brothers simultaneously attacked, and He Ningyan seized the fleeting gap, using the [Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade] to pave the way, repeatedly attacking and rising, turning around to seal Meng Qingtong with [Soul Burial God Lock].

Timing, cultivation, experience, boldness... all top-tier, without which it would be hard to achieve this feat, to suppress Meng Qingtong in the rejuvenated state.

”Fine disciples of the Three Emperors Sect... didn’t expect this sect hasn’t perished yet.”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the dispersing dust.

Everyone’s expression drastically changed, looking up only to see Meng Qingtong slowly walking out from the scattered dust, dragging the barely breathing He Ningyan, her abdomen seemed to be pierced by a blade, blood spilled all over, the heads of large intestine, small intestine, duodenum spilled out...

”He... he is unaffected by the Soul Burial God Lock?”

The Liu Brothers looked at each other, they couldn’t believe their eyes.

”You...”

He Ningyan struggled to open her eyes, seeming to want to say something, but the words reached her mouth, only to be effortlessly swung aside by Meng Qingtong, thrown away like garbage.

”That’s it, now it’s time for a meal, who’s first?”

Meng Qingtong’s cold gaze swept across everyone’s faces, to him, everyone’s Primordial Spirit here was a rare delicacy, significantly beneficial to his cultivation.

Precisely because of this, he avoided He Ningyan’s fatal spots, had not killed her after all, as fresh ingredients taste the most delicious.

”It’s over.”

The Liu Brothers exchanged glances, seeing a trace of despair in each other’s eyes.

Meng Qingtong now transformed, unbelievably strong, almost impossible to defeat.

”My mom said eating random things can be fatal.”