Boom, the thunder sounded, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially some people who had achieved cultivation and realized the brilliant heavenly power contained in this thunder.

And this thunder is more like a signal, after the thunder, the wind and clouds surged, and the vision gradually appeared, at first this vision was only a corner of the Zhou Tian Star Tower, but with the passage of time, it intensified, and gradually enveloped the entire Chongming Island.

At this moment, all the real monks of Zhenhai Sect who had not retreated all felt something, and set their eyes on the top of the Zhou Tian Xingchen Tower.

The wind is howling, the sea of clouds is gathering, during which the silver snakes are waving, exuding the power of the brilliant sky, at this moment, the people who have a little insight understand that this is someone who wants to condense the golden pill, and all beings are in a variety of states for a while, some people are excited, some people are silent, and some people are jealous, but everyone has a common doubt, that is, who is the person who condenses the golden pill?

Under the Zhou Tian Xingchen Tower, looking at the vision above, as a Tianjiao, Chu Yizhi naturally understood what this meant, his eyes showed a contemplative look, and he passed the previous outstanding disciples in his heart, Chu Yizhi was never sure who was condensing the golden pill, but this was normal, after all, there was no rumor at all before, as for the disciple of the same generation Chu Yizhi didn't think about it, he didn't believe that anyone could surpass him to this point.

Not to mention the outside world, at this moment, Wang Yi is sitting cross-legged in the void in the Void Thunder Pool, surrounded by black and white thunder and lightning, resembling gossip, which happens to constitute a complete yin and yang fish, exuding a trace of elusive mystery.

His mind sank inward, and his huge divine consciousness was like a tiger coming out of the cage, Wang Yi was using the power of creation in the Void Thunder Pool to mediate the evil qi in his body, and now was the critical moment.

After a long period of running-in, a considerable part of the Huangquan Evil Qi and Biluo Tiangang have fused, and what is left is only a small part, but Wang Yi understands that the more he reaches the end, the more he can't relax, because this is the time when the Gang Evil Qi rebounds the most seriously, and if he is not careful, he may lose all his efforts, especially when the Huangquan Evil Qi and Biluo Tiangang are both high-grade evil qi.

In fact, if the Gangsha condensed by Wang Yi at the time of the fake pill was a medium-grade Gangsha, Wang Yi would probably have successfully condensed the golden pill at this time, after all, compared to ordinary monks, Wang Yi can be said to be uniquely blessed.

For the vast majority of monks, if they want to condense the golden pill and step into the realm of real people, they need to overcome two difficulties, one is that they need to adjust the dragon and tiger to make it one, and the other is that they need to condense their divine consciousness and transform into a yin god.

As for Wang Yi, his divine sense is strong, and he has the experience of condensing the Yin God in a short period of time with the help of Bodhizi, and what he really needs to do is just make it a matter of course. Cultivation is not equal to one, there is no need to consider the transformation of the Yin God, and the effect of devoting oneself to the unity of Gangsha can be imagined, but the top-grade Gangsha is not so easy to subdue, not to mention that the Huangquan Earth Gang and the Biluo Tiangang are not simple among the high-grade Gangsha.

Of course, as a person who is committed to immortality, under the circumstances of choice, Wang Yi will naturally not give up the top grade and choose the middle grade for a while.

Ticking, his face was slightly pale, sweat slipped down, after a long tug-of-war, in order to reconcile the Huangquan Disha and Biluo Tiangang, Wang Yi had spent a lot of heart, and at this time, Wang Yi's dantian spirit pool, around Wang Yi's true yuan crystal, a gray and a green two rays of light are entangled with each other, only to see that they are sometimes together, sometimes separated, very lively, but I don't know why this Gangsha is always one step away from the final fusion.

With a solemn expression, looking at the situation in his dantian, Wang Yi understood that he seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of the high-grade Gangsha, and the situation was a little bad if it went on like this, because with every time the Huangquan Disha and the Biluo Tiangang merged, Wang Yi's dantian spiritual pool had to be shaken. It can be said that if it weren't for the suppression of Wang Yi's immortal sword in his spirit pool, Wang Yi would have suffered a backlash a long time ago. But even so, Wang Yi's situation at this moment was not very good, because there was already a crack on the true yuan crystals in his dantian spirit pool.

Although the crack is small, it is a dangerous signal, after all, there are two of them, and with this crack, it is no longer far away from complete collapse.

The Huangquan Instrument Spirit in the Huangquan Diagram always paid attention to Wang Yi's situation, and when he saw Wang Yi in trouble, his blurred face showed a trace of worry, but in such a situation, he was powerless, even if he wanted to remind him, it was useless, because there were some things that could only be understood by himself, and this level needed to be passed by Wang Yi himself after all.

Caught in a deep predicament, even with Wang Yi's heart, he felt a little heavy at this moment, but this is normal, after all, this step is very important to Wang Yi, not only related to his path, but also related to his life.

For his own situation, Wang Yi has always seen it very clearly, during this period of time, he first fought against the bright real person, and then forced back the three real monks in the Wang family, it seems that the scenery is infinite, but in fact it is as dangerous as a tired egg, if he is not careful, I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe of overturning, I don't know how many people's eyes have been eyeing him.

And now the reason why Wang Yi can still be at ease is because the display of his strength has made the high-level of the sect see his potential, and secondly, because the situation of Gu Yaoshi is unknown, and the Ten Thousand Medicine Island is still in the state of sealing the island, and it is not yet time to see the poor dagger.

It's just that all this has changed with the gradual collapse of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Medicine Island, time is running out, Wang Yi has no choice, even if he wants to back down at this time, he can't do it, of course, Wang Yi has never thought about back down, the avenue is only fighting, step by step, step by step, the result of retreat is often not the sea and the sky but the bottomless abyss.

Tired, looking at the evil qi that was always difficult to fully integrate, Wang Yi always felt that he had forgotten something, and at this time, a cool feeling came from Wang Yi's sea of knowledge, which relieved Wang Yi's tired mind.

The mind is empty, looking back on the past, fighting for a glimmer of life on the demon island, taoguang in the Qiushui Courtyard, showing its edge in the chaotic sea area, precipitating itself in the Huangquan underground palace, along the way, after several lives and deaths, there are bitter and sweet.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's originally restless heart gradually calmed down, and finally calmed down, and then the purple mangs of the Immortal Sword manifested, and there was a commotion in the Void Thunder Pool, and a trace of strange feeling floated into Wang Yi's heart.