The ninety-nine forbidden soul nails in the meridians of the Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info are melting and suppressing Mo Zhixing's cultivation all the time, if it goes on like this, after a long time, Mo Zhixing's cultivation will definitely be abolished, if it is not for the automatic protector of the Dragon Sword, Mo Zhixing's injury will definitely be more serious at this time!

If Leng Junling loses his mind and goes crazy, the two of them will have no way to live, and Mo Zhixing used that short time to forcibly cultivate when the guards who tortured him rested and left, even if he couldn't sense the aura around his body, even if his meridians were nailed and locked by the forbidden soul!

It's just that Mo Zhixing never gave up, the light in his eyes never diminished, he didn't care about the injuries on his flesh and skin, failed again and again, tried again and again, Mo Zhixing was finally able to sense the aura around him, the immortal who had soared before he was imprisoned here, and his cultivation was comparable to that of a golden immortal, which could not be locked by a few forbidden soul nails!

Being able to re-perceive the aura but the amount that can be gathered every day is limited, Mo Zhixing can only use this hard-won energy on the blade to warm the Dragon Sword, and the Dragon Sword will automatically feed back some energy to warm Mo Zhixing's body!

With such a difficult practice, the forbidden soul nail in Mo Zhixing's body was pried little by little, and when no one noticed it, he continued to cultivate through the loose gap of the forbidden soul nail, and the cultivation was growing little by little, although slowly, but it was still growing, repairing the injured meridians, and soon Mo Zhixing was back to the heyday before being beaten into the forbidden soul nail!

And at this time, no one noticed the strangeness of Mo Zhixing, he, like Leng Junling, will work hard for the freedom he is about to get!

I don't know how long it will be, when the people in the upper immortal realm are about to forget about this pair of masters and apprentices, Leng Junling has finally cultivated to the tribulation period, and even if it is considered a time, it is only twenty years, this kind of talent can be called against the sky even in the immortal realm, only Leng Junling knows what kind of suffering she has suffered in these twenty years!

On this day, a large number of calamity clouds were condensed in the sky above the Spiritual Cultivation Pavilion, and it was much more dangerous than the lower realm in this immortal realm, and this calamity cloud had alarmed the entire upper immortal realm!

Immortal Emperor Yu Fengtong naturally got the news, and when he saw the direction of the Spirit Cultivation Pavilion, he crushed the cup in his hand, and he really couldn't believe that after only twenty years, the wild seed was about to soar to the tribulation period!

But even if the tribulation succeeds, it's just a little fairy who has to be under his jurisdiction, if the tribulation fails and is killed by thunder, it saves him from taking action!

All parties were waiting for the outcome of this tribulation, and no matter what they thought, the thunder tribulation in mid-air still slashed mercilessly towards the side hall of the Spiritual Cultivation Pavilion!

With a click, a huge hole was split out of the dome of the side hall, and Leng Jun Ling flew up, with a big golden umbrella on his head, and he was heading towards the thunder tribulation!

Twenty years of suffering finally waited for this moment, Leng Junling's eyes were full of determination, at this time, there was only the thunder tribulation that was constantly gathering above his head in his eyes, waving his hand sword and frost arrows in his hand, and the mana around his body was full of power and coercion, and he immediately disliked the monstrous waves, being in the center of the thunder tribulation, Leng Junling's face was not afraid at all, his small body faced the thunder tribulation, crackling and cracking a few thunder tribulations one after another, and the golden umbrella used to defend Leng Junling's hand could not withstand the attack of the thunder tribulation and turned into a cloud of dust in mid-air！

Everyone laughed, all laughing at Leng Junling's inadequacy, this thunder tribulation of the tribulation had just destroyed the defensive magic weapon, in their opinion, Leng Junling's hope of ascension was extremely slim!

Just when they laughed at Leng Junling's inadequacy, Leng Junling quickly took out a golden umbrella from the magic weapon and offered it out to block it in front of him, until the third and fourth were destroyed, and the golden umbrella that was constantly taken out of the magic weapon helped Leng Junling block nearly half of the thunder and lightning attacks, it was simply stupid to look at everyone, the magic weapon in this girl's hand doesn't need money, isn't it?

In fact, this is just that Leng Junling wants to be lazy, refining tools really also need talent, Leng Junling's talent is good, most of the magic weapons he refines can be successful, and this success rate can be regarded as against the sky, but there is one thing, the appearance of those magic weapons is simply to the point of being miserable, and the strange shape is simply disliked!

In the end, Leng Junling just learned to be obedient, instead of pondering the appearance of those magic weapons, it is better to continuously enhance the power of magic weapons, and in order to save trouble, the magic weapons that Leng Junling refined in the last period of the cultivation realm are all in the shape of this golden umbrella, which seems to be the same, but the level of the umbrella is different, and of course everyone can't help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they throw it out one by one, and at the same time, Leng Junling knows that the real danger has just begun!

Consuming these magic weapons helped Leng Junling to carry half of the thunder tribulation, and the rest of the thunder tribulation that had been brewing in mid-air for a long time was chopped down again, but the power increased by more than ten times, Leng Junling did not dare to be distracted, and the luck mana was to raise a defensive enchantment around his body, and pinched a few magic seals in his hand, and immediately erected one side after another of ice layers around him, and quickly glued together in mid-air to form a defensive ice armor like a turtle shell!

I have to say that this shape's ability to withstand attacks is very strong, but it's really not good-looking, it looks like Leng Junling has a huge turtle shell on his head, but at this time, how can he care about whether it looks good or not, what tricks are there!

Wielding the frost sword on the ice around the body is constantly thickening layer by layer, but soon these ice layers are thicker and can't resist the lightning strike above their heads, Leng Junling knew that the last critical time had come, and he took out the last few defensive magic weapons from the storage ring, but he could only rush up with his scalp stiff!

To say how chic and beautiful it can be when flying over the tribulation is simply a dream, the one who was split by the ninety-nine eighty-one sword thunder tribulation can not hurt a few pieces of flesh, Leng Junling is ready to be split into braised pork, the ice around him is still frantically replenished, the frost sword in his hand is swung out, and the last few rich thunderbolts finally swooped down, and in an instant the entire fairy world was illuminated, but it was an ordinary tribulation ascension, but because of the big scene in the fairy world, after a loud bang, everyone's eyes were a void of white light, and the eyes couldn't see anything, until the dazzling white light dissipated, Leng Junling, who was scorched black, stood upright in mid-air, the frost sword was already covered with dense cracks like spider webs, the blood at the corners of his mouth had not yet dried, and the black clouds in the air dispersed and rained down to nourish Leng Junling's injured body!

The broken meridians continued to heal, and the charred black flesh healed almost instantly without a trace, Leng Junling secretly took out a small jade bottle and threw some Ganlin into the magic weapon, and the tribulation was successful, and at the center of her eyebrows were three ice-like totems that quickly flashed, but they quickly disappeared after a few flashes!