In Yue Country, on a branch of the Taiyue Mountains, the Chen family, one of the three major immortal cultivation families in the Yellow Maple Valley, was established here.
At this moment, on the performance square built by the Chen family with Qinggang rocks at great expense, young men and women in their family costumes were staring at two figures floating above the square.
One white and one yellow, the two figures stood in the air, their hands changed rapidly, pinching their fingers and chanting spells to release various spells to bombard each other.
"Fire bomb spell"
"Wind blade spell"
"Ice spike spell"
"Explosive bomb spell"...
A series of explosions sounded, and the blue sky was bright for several times, and the bright sunshine was eclipsed by the others.
"I didn't expect that this special spiritual root of the Lu family is so amazing, and he can use all kinds of low-level spells at will, just as good as the eldest son..." Someone in the crowd whispered.
"Sure enough, the special spiritual root is gifted. How old is he, and he has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining?" Someone said sourly.
"Should be seventeen or eighteen years old? He can compete with the eldest son who has suppressed his cultivation to the ninth level in magic. This talent is really amazing..."
Hearing the admiration of the crowd for the young man surnamed Lu, Chen Qiaoqian, the pearl of the Chen family, who was faintly held in the middle by the crowd, showed a happy expression on her face. Her heart was moistened as if she had eaten honey. She murmured in a delicate voice:
"I haven't seen you for two months. It seems that Senior Brother Lu has made progress again!"
Although the voice was soft, everyone present was a cultivator with sharp ears and eyes, and several people nearby heard it clearly. Someone turned back slightly and peeked at the figure of the young man in white shirt who was staring at the sky, and his heart was full of jealousy.
The woman was sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyebrows and eyes, a beautiful face, a slender and white neck, and a green silk dress wrapped around her exquisite curves, making her look extremely elegant. But her posture was slightly weak, and her whole person was indescribably gentle like water. No wonder she attracted many admirers.
At this moment, the sky changed again. The aftermath of the magic bombardment dissipated completely. The two figures no longer dodged left and right. They stopped temporarily and stood in the air.
Lu Tiandu, who was dressed in white, smiled and looked at the yellow-shirted man in his thirties opposite him and said,
"Thank you, Brother Qiaoming, for showing mercy. I have gained a lot this time. I have recently learned a new intermediate spell. I hope Brother Qiaoming can give me some advice..."
The yellow-shirted man Chen Qiaoming heard this and showed a trace of curiosity and surprise in his eyes. How old is Lu Tiandu, and he has already mastered the intermediate spell? It takes several years to learn each intermediate spell...
Although he was a little unbelieving in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He waved his sleeves and said calmly, "Okay, let me accompany Brother Tiandu to learn again!"
Lu Tiandu did not say much. He flipped his hands and quickly pinched the magic formula. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly shook, and a green hand about ten feet long suddenly appeared in front of Lu Tiandu.
Feeling the rapid loss of mana in his body, and looking at the big hand filled with green light in the void, Lu Tiandu shouted in his heart: "Wind Spirit Grabbing Hand, go!"
As Lu Tiandu lightly tapped, the green big hand overflowed with light, and instantly grabbed Chen Qiaoming who was more than ten feet away.
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