"Zhao Xiaoyou, Benjun has a fate with you, and originally intended to accept you as an apprentice, but Benjun's qi is exhausted, I'm afraid I can't guide Xiaoyou!"

"This set of hope qi recipes is the root of the divination technique that Benjun has practiced all his life, and the origin is also very unusual, and it is rumored to be an immortal magic. ”

"If you have a talent for divination, you might as well complete the cultivation of this set of hope and qi tricks, and if you don't have this opportunity, please also ask Xiaoyou to teach this secret technique on behalf of you to find good talents, don't break the mantle of this king!"

This voice is quite familiar to Zhao Di, and it comes from the YĪN Yang Demon Lord!

Zhao Di couldn't help but say, countless incomparably complex graphic information poured into Zhao Di's divine sense, even with Zhao Di's powerful divine sense, his face still changed slightly, and the pain was unbearable. If it weren't for the fact that he had repeatedly refined his divine sense, coupled with the fact that he was born in extreme alchemy, and his perseverance to endure severe pain was much higher than that of ordinary people, he was afraid that he would have been holding his head and howling wildly, rolling in mid-air.

"Very good! Amazing divine sense, extraordinary perseverance, and immortal fate, it is really a material that can be made!" yīn Yang Demon Lord said secretly in his heart, quite relieved.

The sharp pain in Zhao Di's divine consciousness only lasted for one or two breaths, and a large amount of information had already been transmitted, and the Yīn Yang Demon Monarch had already turned around without saying a word, as if he had just glanced at the retreating group of monks, and it was difficult to notice the details of him teaching Zhao Di the secret technique.

Zhao Di didn't dare to make a noise, and he didn't have time to sort out the large amount of new information in his divine sense, so he secretly bowed to the old man in his heart, and then still faced some mid- and low-level demonic beasts that pounced, and fought and retreated.

After withdrawing for tens of thousands of miles, the human monks finally escaped from the coverage of the Golden Thunder Tribulation. Although some demonic beasts followed after them, they were quickly exterminated one by one by a large number of Terran monks!

At this moment, with the old man of the Yang Demon Lord as the center, within a radius of thousands of miles, the dark clouds flashing with golden arcs were dense, and the sun, moon and stars were not visible, and the golden thunder with the thickness of a finger continued to split down from the dark clouds, and bursts of thunder broke out, and the momentum was very amazing.

The old man of the Yīn Yang Demon Monarch has already exerted the Yīn Yang Qin in his hand to the extreme, sometimes it is light and ethereal like a fairy music, and sometimes it is terrifying like a ghost, and the interpretation of the song "Yīn Yang Score" is extremely superb, and these graceful qin sounds form a layer of sound bō light cover that is like a substance, distorting the surrounding space, and twisting the golden sè heavenly thunder that hits the Yīn Yang Demon Lord one by one, twisting it to other directions.

"Very good! Very good! I didn't expect that before Ben Jun's qi was exhausted, not only did he make great progress in divination, but he also showed "yīn Yang Spectrum" so perfectly, the height of this song, Ben Jun had never reached before!"

After the performance of "YĪN Yang Spectrum", it was a very difficult song "Looking for Immortal Road".

At this moment, most of the golden thunder between heaven and earth has the thickness of an arm, and occasionally even strikes out one or two golden thunderbolts with the thickness of a bowl, and after hitting the ground or the body of the demonic beast, it emits an extremely terrifying thunderstorm roar, which can be clearly heard by the beast cultivators and human monks thousands of miles away.

Countless demonic beasts were wiped out in this golden thunder, and a small number of Terran and Beast monks who were seriously injured and could not retreat were also not spared. Within a radius of 10,000 miles, it has become a place for the power of the laws of heaven and earth to vent, wantonly destroying everything through ten thousand golden thunders.

"Boom" A few earth-shattering loud sounds, sections of the city wall collapsed under the golden thunder, and the stone halls turned into pieces of ruins in the moment of the golden thunder, and the piles of demonic beast corpses also disappeared little by little with the splitting of the golden arc.

Between heaven and earth, all man-made building utensils, all creatures of all shapes and forms, were all dissipated and died out under the baptism of golden thunder, and only the yīn yang demon lord shrouded in the shroud of the powerful sound bō shrouded was floating alone in mid-air, still waving and plucking with ten fingers on the yīn yang qin.

The sound of the piano, which is suddenly full of joy and joy, and suddenly sad and unstoppable, is still unrelenting in the ravages of the thunder, as if telling a story that is sometimes poignant, sometimes hot, sometimes funny, sometimes heavy!

Suddenly, the story seems to have reached its peak, the sound of the piano is like gold, sonorous and powerful, as if leading the Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a solemn and harsh battle unfolds under the magnificent momentum, as if commanding thousands of troops and horses, dàng to level the enemy, so comfortable!

Suddenly, there was a slight but unusually clear piano sound, standing out from the battle of thousands of troops, as if it came from the sound of heaven beyond the clouds.

This fairy-like music pierced the clouds and saw the sun, and a gorgeous light ladder immortal path fell from the sky out of thin air, leading from the ground to the nine clouds, and from the mortal world to the fairy world. A group of thousands of troops and horses who were fighting, attracted by this fairy sound, put down their weapons one after another, and rushed towards the light ladder.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, as if the protagonist of the story was running wildly on the ladder of light, leaving everyone far behind, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of "ding dong", as if the protagonist fell heavily on the ladder, but the sound of the piano was fast and powerful, and the protagonist continued to struggle forward on the ladder fairy road.

Along the way, countless strange piano sounds emerge, as if the protagonist has encountered countless difficulties and dangers, demons and monsters, but they have all been overcome by the protagonist one by one.

"Knock, knock!" The sound of the piano became heavier and heavier, and the protagonist became more and more struggling after crossing the clouds, and at the same time, he was getting closer and closer to the end of the light ladder fairy road - a brilliant and gorgeous fairy palace, and even the fairy music coming out of the fairy palace was already clearly audible!

The old man of the Yang Demon Monarch, his face was both excited and nervous, completely immersed in the sound of the piano, but at this time, a layer of sweat had already evaporated from his forehead, evaporating into a mist, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in an ethereal fog realm, obviously he had used the power of the law to the extreme!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and a string couldn't withstand such a powerful magic force, and finally broke!

As soon as the strings were broken and the music of the piano was destroyed, the Yang Demon Monarch sighed, and his hands were heavily arranged on the strings. "Bang" a few times, and the other twelve strings that have already been withstood the limit also broke off!

These thirteen strings are refined with Heavenly Immortal Ink Gold, which is a first-class refining treasure in this world, and it is impossible for the old man to finish playing this song "Seeking Immortal Road"!

"A song is broken, where to find the immortal road at the end of the world! It's a pity, it's only a little missing!" yīn Yang Demon Monarch looked up to the sky and sighed, muttering to himself: "The immortal road is long, and the cultivation path of this monarch is just like this song, after all, it is a failure, and it cannot be interpreted to the extreme!"

Looking at the golden thunder that was falling from the sky and was already the thickness of the bowl, the old man laughed at himself, shook his head and said: "The power of this heavenly tribulation may not be one-tenth, and this monarch can no longer bear it. I don't know how powerful a monk must be to survive this Golden Thunder Tribulation!"

"There is not much time left for Benjun, since I can't finish "Looking for Immortal Road" and complete Benjun's last wish, let Benjun do his last bit for the human race!"

The old man muttered in his heart, and then suddenly his voice was mentioned, mixed with the incomparably strong power of the law, and he shouted loudly: "Listen to the beast monks: all things are born in nature, and there must be their way! My human race monk has inherited the immortal form, even if the talent is average, it is still the most suitable form for cultivation in the world, and it exists in the world and has its own way! Isn't it wishful thinking that you and other beast cultivators are vainly trying to exterminate the human race! My human race has many talents, even if he is weak for a while, he will make a comeback one day! Haha!"

These few words contained a cent of true essence in the old man's body, and the sound spread for thousands of miles, making the low-level monks of the beast clan thousands of miles away all tremble, and their hearts shuddered;

In the laughter of the Yang Demon Lord, his body was like electricity, and he shot towards the group of beast monks!

The golden clouds in the sky immediately followed the shadow, chasing the old man closely!

"Disperse!" The Beast Clan Ancestor and other high-level beast cultivators were shocked, and ordered loudly, and the beast clan cultivators immediately scattered in all directions, so as not to be caught by the thunder robbery, and the loss was too great!

"Bang! bang!bang!" A dense explosion sounded, and the yīn Yang Demon Lord, who flew out thousands of miles, finally couldn't support it, and at the moment when several golden thunderbolts were about to hit his body, he first detonated countless treasures such as the yīn yang qin, and then exploded himself under the cover of the treasure explosion, turning into ten thousand ways and fleeing in all directions.

The Heavenly Tribulation Golden Thunder reacted extremely quickly, and almost every imperceptible moment was followed by the Golden Thunder.

Once Fen Hún was hit by the heavenly thunder, it turned into a wisp of smoke in an instant, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth!

"YĪN Yang Demon Monarch!" "The young man surnamed Jia and several others, their divine senses were extremely powerful, and they couldn't help but let out a sad cry in their hearts when they detected the scene of the old man blowing himself up.

After the hún spirit of the Yang Demon Lord exploded, the heavenly tribulation still did not end, within a radius of thousands of miles, the continuous splitting of ten thousand golden thunder, the momentum became more and more terrifying, those savage beasts that were not able to open their wits were covered by the clouds of robbery, and there was no possibility of survival.

This time the laws of heaven and earth were vented to their heart's content, and this terrifying golden thunder rolled for several hours, and the thunder roared more and more loudly, making the faces of the human race and beast monks thousands of miles away change greatly.

Even those Mahayana existences, in the face of this almost earth-destroying momentum, they only feel shocked and helpless, and they who are almost omnipotent on weekdays can only stand by in the face of the wreaking power of this law!

"Do you have to be able to endure such a terrible golden thunder tribulation before you can soar to become an immortal?" the young man surnamed Jia muttered in his heart, and in an instant, he even lost the hope of crossing the tribulation to become an immortal.

After a few hours, the last pillar of golden thunder with a thickness of a few feet sè sè scarped down, and a golden thundercloud with a height of ten thousand zhang rose on the ground. The thunderclouds gradually dispersed in the long roar, and the clouds that covered the sky disappeared in an instant.

"Ah, the blood sun is out!" a young monk pointed to the sky and exclaimed, the deep and bottomless black cavern emitting a trace of red light at the edge!@.