Suo Yang Ling's divine consciousness fell in these regular chains, feeling the changes in them, and under the refining of the plasma, the spirit seed tree also emitted a more brilliant green light all over its body, and to Yang Ling's surprise, some colorful buds sprouted from the big tree, like bright stars shaking between the branches and leaves.

Is this a mutation?

Yang Ling was curious with a hint of uneasiness and doubt, he didn't know what the consequences of this change would be in the future.

But at this time, he can only be a silent spectator, watching himself slowly mutate.

"It's a holy tribulation!" Thousands of kilometers away, a figure appeared from the void, looking up at the heavenly tribulation thunder, his face twitched a few times.

"It seems that no one can stop the rise of the Yu family!" Tu Moyuan couldn't help muttering again, in his opinion, this holy tribulation must be the girl or the young man in the Yu family, as for the dying old man of the Feng family, he was directly ignored by him, such a good opportunity, with Yu Qingzhu here, she would definitely not let the Feng family take advantage of this big advantage.

Another month passed in the blink of an eye.

The calamity clouds in the sky have finally disappeared, and the tribulation thunder has been absorbed by Yang Ling and Feng Jingzi.

The starlight behind Yang Ling was bright, and an illusory colored light door seemed to ripple gently outside time and space.

And Feng Jingzi had already passed the Holy Tribulation at this time and truly stepped into the Holy Realm, becoming a sub-saint, and behind him was also a phantom of a light gate with white light, and his appearance had been completely changed, looking like a very elegant young man of about thirty years old.

"Puff~" Feng Jingzi didn't have time to enjoy the joy of sanctification, but knelt in front of Yang Ling for the first time and kowtowed three times in a row.

This saint was born too suddenly, and in just two months after following Yang Ling, he really changed from a dying person under the fence to a Saint Realm powerhouse at the top of the Kyushu Continent, this huge change in identity made him feel like a dream.

And Yang Ling's words that he wanted to send him a saint manification were still in his ears, and it seemed that they had not dissipated yesterday.

For the great gift of Feng Jingzi, Yang Ling accepted it calmly, if there was no himself, this old man would probably soon turn into a pile of dry bones, he was like his reborn parents, and it was a matter of course to kowtow to himself.

At the same time, Yang Ling himself also obtained the Great Creation in the Holy Tribulation, and actually fused the Creation Gate, which was suspended in the dojo at this time, the stars were shining brightly, and the infinite power seemed to be hidden in the Light Gate, and the scope of his current divine consciousness had expanded to a radius of hundreds of kilometers, and his consciousness and spiritual power seemed to have increased more than a hundred times, Yang Ling estimated that his realm was about to reach the level of a ninth-level magician.

"Congratulations to Yang Daoyou, congratulations to Fengjingzi Daoyou!"

Yu Qingzhu floated and congratulated the two of them, the goose yellow dress continued to float with the breath, the temperament was ethereal, and the delicate posture aroused people's infinite reverie.

Feng Jingzi hurriedly bowed to Yu Qingzhu and saluted: "Thank you Qingzhu Daoyou, Feng Jingzi can have today's creation, and it is also Daoyou who is generous and tolerant!

"Qingzhu is just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and it is not a great gift from Taoist friends!" Yu Qingzhu's body gave in slightly, and then looked directly at Yang Ling.

"Uh, what do you want to say?" Yang Ling was softened by these beautiful big eyes!

"The Gate of Order that appeared when Daoyou crossed the Tribulation was different from ours! Could it be that this is your Nine Heavens unique technique?" Yu Qingzhu's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and quickly nodded: "Yes, in addition to comprehending the order outside the Nine Heavens, there are also two different exercises of cultivation and destiny, and what I cultivate is Creation, so it looks different, if you wait for the Daoist friends to go to the Nine Heavens one day, you will know!"

"Really, I can also go to Nine Days!" Yu Qingzhu covered his mouth in surprise, and his beautiful cheeks showed inexplicable surprise and excitement.

"When I find what I'm looking for, maybe everyone will have this opportunity!" Yang Ling had no choice but to continue lying with a clear conscience.

As the saying goes, a lie needs a hundred lies to fill, and this sentence is really true, Yang Ling is even worried that if the passage to the outside world is really opened, after Yu Qingzhu goes out, he finds that there is no so-called nine days at all, and he will not press himself into the water and drown.

As the saying goes, the words that are said are like water spilled out, and they can't be recovered, even if Yang Ling becomes a saint, because there is also a saint on the other side right now, and the saint understands order, and he has long been beyond the rules of time and space, even if he lets time retreat to before he spoke just now, this sentence has been determined and will not change in any way.

"Nine Days Away~"

At this time, thousands of kilometers away, Tu Moyuan, who had been hiding in the void and following Yang Ling and the others closely, was shocked, and couldn't help but exclaim, and his breath was scattered, causing the void to almost collapse.

Yu Qingzhu, who was talking to Yang Ling, frowned slightly and looked back, but he didn't find anything, but he already had some understanding in his heart, so he said: "Since the Wind Soul Daoist has broken through the Holy Realm, and Yang Daoyou's strength has also increased greatly, we should rush to the Tongtian Pillar as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid there will be many dreams in the night!"

Yang Ling and Feng Jingzi naturally knew what she meant, so the four of them didn't delay any longer, and each set up a magic weapon and took off into the air to go to the depths of the endless desolate Eight Pillars Land.

At this time, at the border of Yangzhou, which is east of Kyushu, another entrance to the land of eight pillars, a group of people also came.

Three men and two women, one of them was a half-hundred-year-old man, and the aura on his body was agitated, and streams of white light flickered and churned around his body out of thin air, obviously a master who had set foot in the Holy Realm.

The remaining two men and women are both young people, one of the two men is about twenty years old, with an extraordinary appearance, and the other is about thirty years old, with a burly figure and a faint thunder and light cracking in the sky, both of which are in the realm of immortals, and the remaining two women, one looks twenty-seven or eighteen, has a delicate appearance, a graceful body, and an ethereal breath, and a purple dress keeps rolling and fluttering, and is also an immortal.

And the last one is about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a white dress, long hair loosely tied behind the head, skin is better than snow and appearance, a pair of clear and transparent big eyes reveal a trace of coldness, at this time she looked at the door in front of her, gently pinched a ring on her finger, and there were irrepressible mood fluctuations on her calm little face.

If Yang Ling was there, he would have recognized at a glance that this girl in a white dress was Oda Yukiko, and he would never have thought that he fell into the sea of the Southeast Divine Continent, and Oda Yukiko actually fell into Yangzhou hundreds of thousands of miles away.