The ancestor Xiaomang suddenly rose up. He just obediently, but now he is ferocious. The three heads opened their mouths and sprayed out terrible magical powers to subdue Feng Wuji!

He is a Divine Marquis-level existence. Even if he was refining his own cultivation by this strange golden imperial rune, he had a very deep foundation after all. With this refining speed, he would probably not have been able to refine him to death in a year or two!

His strength is still there, so why not take this opportunity to kill Feng Wuji first. As long as he kills Feng Wuji's soul, do you still need to be afraid of being refined by him?

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuji was dyed into a golden man by the juice transformed from the golden order. Although his magical powers were extremely powerful, they did not hurt Feng Wuji's body, even a single hair was damaged!

Feng Wuji was also shocked and was surprised and happy to see that he was unscathed.

The ancestor Xiaomang roared, attacked him, and opened his mouth and bit him down!

bite!

A crisp sound came, and the ancestor Xiaomang almost broke his teeth, but failed to leave any scars on Feng Wuji's body!

The ancestor Xiaomang roared and turned into the third form of the soul, with three gods and men, with fists and feet mixed together, and various magical powers continued to attack Feng Wuji. He heard the loud noises of Dangdang. Feng Wuji stood under his storm-like blow, and laughed: "Strong, Tu Yu's order is so powerful! It's not worth it that I called his mentor, and kowtowed in front of him!"

Suddenly, the ancestor Xiaomang abandoned him and turned to the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, attacking the sky crazily. The sky shaking continuously, and golden runes shone brightly. No matter how the ancestor Xiaomang attacked, he could not break these runes and leave his sea of ​​consciousness.

The ancestor Xiaomang's face turned gloomy and suddenly turned to Feng Wuji to look at him. His voice turned into a soul-catching demon voice and said softly: "Wuji. The ancestor knew that he was wrong. After all, you are my bloodline and my descendants. Since the ancestor knew that he was wrong, why should you kill him? Let him go out quickly. The ancestor will never make things difficult for you. All the past will be done without any blame."

Feng Wuji and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Old ancestor, it is useless for you to use this kind of magic sound. You don't know how powerful the existence of this imperial edict was. Your magic sound is ineffective for me."

The ancestor Xiaomang's face turned cold and said coldly: "Even if you can refine me, you can't become a god in one fell swoop! There is no shortcut to becoming a god. It is impossible to achieve success by refining a god!"

Feng Wuji smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Thank you for your advice from my ancestors. Don't worry, with my intelligence, I will definitely be able to understand the opportunity to break through. I never thought that if you devour you, you can become a god. In fact, I just treat you as a magical medicine, a delicious magical medicine. I will continue to comprehend, constantly hone, and then cultivate to the pure yang of the soul."

The old ancestor Xiaomang's face became more and more cold. He no longer paid attention to him, nor did he pay attention to the continuous refining of himself, but sat upright in front of the sky and comprehended these runes.

He is also a person with great talent, otherwise he would not have achieved what he is today.

These golden runes on the sky are written in totem patterns. If he can understand the mystery from it, he can understand the method of cracking and escape from cracking these runes!

Feng Wuji looked at him sarcastically and let him comprehend.

"I can join Jie Di and not report to the Emperor of Heaven and reach the existence of heaven. How can you comprehend his decree?

The 40th level of Lei Ze.

Zhong Yue gasped with a long knife and supported his body. A rib crawled out of his armpit, and the broken bones were exposed. In front of him, the Thunder Dragon was also covered in bruises and was chopped to death by him.

Until now, he and the phantom of the Thunder Seed Dragon could not hold on. Zhong Yue was almost at a point where the oil was exhausted. Although the Thunder Seed Dragon was not a real creature, it was also severely damaged and had little strength left!

"Shinhuo said I could only reach the fortieth level, how could I do what he wanted?"

Zhong Yue struggled to get up, his hand holding the knife trembled a little. Suddenly, the two swords combined, and the two swords turned into two rays of light, fused together, slashing towards the head of Lei Ze Shenlong with one knife!

The Thunder Dragon opened his mouth and roared, and the lightning erupted from his mouth, submerging him. Countless thunder totem patterns bombarded him. Under the shock, pieces of blood and flesh flew out of his body, and blood was drained in an instant!

Crack, his waist bone was broken and his lower body was cut open by dragon claws!

The sword light cut through the lightning and fell down, cutting off the head of the Thunder Dragon.

The Thunder Dragon scattered and turned into endless lightning. Zhong Yue only had his upper body, and all that was left was his bones, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The bloody muscles and stomach were slowly squirming in the thunder, crawling into his body. His lower body was a snake body, and only bones were left. The snake bones were winding and swam downwards towards him.

There was still blood gathering into a stream in the distance, flowing into a heart, and several blood vessels in the heart walked towards him like legs and entered the ventricle.

Zhong Yue's body slowly recovered and he was still coughing up blood. Although he was almost killed by the Lei Ze Shenlong, he was still laughing: "Tenghuo, I did it... Cough cough, I finally did it! I finally used my magical power to kill the Lei Ze Shenlong, instead of using Feng Xiaozhong's magical power!"

He coughed up blood violently, his lungs leaked, and blood mist sprayed, and he smiled and said, "And I defeated the 40th level of Lei Ze's divine dragon!"

Torch fire emerged from his eyebrows, looked at his broken body, shook his head and said, "You did it. But you absolutely cannot pass the next level of thunder tribulation. If you challenge the next level of thunder tribulation, you will be killed by the Thunder Dragon."

"not necessarily."

Suddenly a voice came, and the fireworks quickly looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned. A young man with a long sword on his back walked into the thunder that was about to disappear.

Suddenly another voice came: "We have not taken action yet, how could I not be able to penetrate the forty-ninth level of thunder tribulation and embark onto the forty-ninth level of heaven?"

Another young man walked upstairs with a graceful and luxurious temperament, a rare beauty. He was surrounded by demonic energy, and the magic light rippled behind his head. There were heavy light wheels rotating behind his head, holding a willow jade sword in his hand.

"Longyue and Mara?" Tsuki was stunned.

Long Yue and Bo Xun walked to Zhong Yue, and the two true spirit giants suddenly turned into boundless qi and blood and violent magic power, constantly integrating into Zhong Yue's body.

Their souls flew up, the Yuan Dan flew out, and their physical bodies disappeared, completely merged with Zhong Yue and became one.

Zhong Yue sat up, his spirits were energetic, and his breath was stronger than before. He took out the copper lamp, continued to temper two magic swords with the original gold liquid, and smiled and said, "Tinghuo, do you think I can hit the 49th level of thunder seed now and get Taohua?"

Tinghuo sighed and muttered: "I forgot that you have two incarnations... But your current strength is far beyond your two incarnations. They have at most 10% of your cultivation strength. Even if the two incarnations return to their original body, you will increase your combat power by 20%. It is still hard to say whether you can kill the forty-nine levels of thunder tribulation. The subsequent levels of thunder tribulation are terrible, and it is not something you can do by increasing your combat power by 20%!"

The forty-first layer of thunderstorm was formed, and Zhong Yue climbed onto the thunderstorm, and the loud noise of the battle continued to shake.

Half a day later, he set foot on the 42nd Thunder Sect.

Three days later, he ascended to the 43rd Heaven!

...

Two months later, Zhong Yue fell in a pool of blood, and the Thunder Dragon opposite him also turned into lightning and dissipated. This battle consumed all his strength, suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, and almost lost his soul.

He survived.

But he couldn't move at all. The soul was broken and in a state of paralysis. His magic power was exhausted, his mental power was dried up, and his body was almost completely broken.

The moment he fell, his bones broke into pieces, and now he was exhausted and was about to die.

Although he opened up the forty-nine levels of thunder, he also exhausted himself from death!

His consciousness was slowly dissipating. The battle was too fierce and tragic. He was trying his best to fight. He was originally trying to persuade him to retreat immediately, but later he saw that he sacrificed his life to fight, so he stopped persuading him.

But now, Zhong Yue has exhausted all his strength and has no strength to heal his injuries. He can only lie here and wait for death.

Tinghuo looked up anxiously into the air, kept walking around Zhong Yue, murmured: "It should be here, it should be here... If it doesn't come, it will be dead!"

Suddenly, a mysterious Taoist sound came from the sky, and gorgeous Taoist flowers floated down from the sky. The torch was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I can't die now. As long as there is a Taoist flowers falling, I can't die if I have the remaining breath!"

Zhong Yue's eyes were unconscious, and the soul fire in his eyes was gradually dimming and was about to be extinguished. A flower fell down and fell into his eyebrows and disappeared.

The soul in his eyebrows seemed to have been drought for a long time, and the damaged soul immediately recovered, and the dried sea of ​​consciousness was immediately filled with pure mental power as if it were thunder pools.

Another flower fell and fell on his chest. Zhong Yue's broken bones immediately reconnected and grew immediately. The flesh and blood in his body grew, the heart resumed and leaped, and the skin was generated.

The third Taoist flower fell, and his magic power returned to its peak, and the broken totem pattern reconnected.

When the fourth Taoist flower fell, his magic power surged, his soul grew, and his body strengthened!

Taoist flowers fell from the sky, with flowers falling from the sky, and the sound of the sky was wonderful, shocking and baptizing his body and soul.

One Taoist flower has ten years of cultivation, forty-nine Taoist flowers, and four hundred and ninety years of hard practice!

His cultivation level has improved wildly, and he has reached the perfect realm of the True Spirit Realm almost in just a short moment. Another step forward is to enlighten the gods!

Suddenly, Zhong Yue mobilized the terrifying energy of Daohua to rush into his primordial spirit, and at the same time mobilized the Qi of the Shuishu and the innate Taiyin, and madly activated these two treasures, which triggered the innate Sun Qi in the Shuishu to water his great sun Jin Crow spirit, and the Qi of the innate Taiyin watered his six-eyed star toad spirit.

The sun's energy and the Taiyin energy are extremely dangerous. In just a moment, it almost burned his golden crow true spirit and almost turned the star toad true spirit into flowing water. At this time, the energy of the Taoist flower surged, protecting the two true spirits and allowing the true spirit to regenerate!

The sun's energy and the Taiyin energy came continuously, and Zhong Yue also mobilized one Taoist flower after another to protect his two true spirits.
Chapter completed!