Chapter Eighty-Three: The Great Crossing Ground

"It is difficult to go to Shu, it is difficult to go to the blue sky!"

Qin Feng meditated the whole article, he was already familiar with it, where did such strange words come from, if it was created by an old man in a high-rise building, then he was really the most amazing person in the Dao realm throughout the ages.

Moreover, Qin Feng also found that this kind of absolute passage was only useful for cultivators above the Transformation God Realm and who had begun to walk through the Dao Fruit One Line, and it was undoubtedly a paranoid misleading for the weak who were still quenching their bodies and condensing their qi.

He saw an extremely exaggerated scene, the land of Yizhou was originally a complete circle and was not connected to the outside world, until a master of the world appeared, he understated a sword crossed, a sword cut out of the Shu Road, cut out of the long road.

Qin Feng opened his eyes, the invisible threads on his shoulders, the top of his head, and his limbs were breaking, as a person with the four Dao fruits of wind, thunder, water, and fire, as well as the thunder Dao in charge of heavenly punishment, Qin Feng looked at the sky proudly.

"He's really just a Refining Realm?" The aunt took a bite of the green onion and exclaimed.

The attributeless power of the Heavenly Dao could no longer restrain Qin Feng, and in the same way, the same was true of the Ruins Abyss.

If he wants to survive the catastrophe, then he can walk sideways!

"Your breath is Fuxi?" Zhu Rong lowered his head and looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, one person clearly has more than half of the Eight Extremes Dao Fruit, he can only be the Human Emperor Fuxi!

It's just that this human emperor of the primeval era has already flown away?

A flash of flame flashed in Zhu Rong's eyes, as if he remembered something and was quickly suppressed by the black qi, he turned his head to look at the west, the mountain called Kunlun, the person on the mountain......

Buzz, His skull hurts so much, I feel so painful when I'm a little sober!

Zhu Rong, who had only been awake for a moment, fell into a state of filth again, he did not make a move, but dropped a piece of magma, and then began to melt into molten magma from his skull, all of which flowed to the ground and fell on top of the Jingzhou Mountains, and when it was one hundred and seventeen zhang high from the ground, the molten was held up by an invisible force.

But it didn't cool down much, and soon more molten slurry flowed down, and an ancient god collapsed into molten molten without saying a word, without flashy moves, let alone jaw-dropping Dao Circle.

This protective layer was directly shrouded in magma, blood-red flames, hot magma, Qin Feng shook his hand and summoned his cheering Purple Mansion Sword, stepping on this lava land, and the abundant attributes were floating bubbles.

"Fire +900"

"Fire +1300"

"Fire +111"

......

It was the first time Qin Feng had seen so many fire attribute bubbles, although they were all the same attributes to him, and they could be transformed at will, but this sufficient amount could not help but make people suspect that the forbidden gods cultivated by innate beings only had this means.

"Lian!"

Qin Feng refined the attribute bubbles, and this lava land also gradually changed, leaving the shield of the guardian mountain range, and slowly rolled up, as if it was slowly synthesized into a big tripod according to the memory of instinct.

Shining on the top of Qin Feng's head, it was a burning fire tripod, making him miserable, and the blazing heat made him speechless, but the process of absorbing attributes never stopped.

"Lian!"

Fire Spirit Dading also learned his tone and said.

Scold!

The temperature of the flames suddenly increased, and it was almost incinerated into smoke and fire.

This fire spirit tripod swirled in the sky above Jingzhou, and nine flying dragons circled around the tripod.

Rumble!

An even hotter flame erupted from the dragon's mouth, and the temperature doubled again, and Qin Feng really became a medicinal herb to be refined, condensing an elixir.

"Lian!"

Qin Feng didn't feel afraid, and instead summoned tens of thousands of flying swords and stabbed them into the Great Ding.

The attribute bubble was like a thread that had been threaded, transmitted from the thirty thousand Zifu swords, and Qin Feng was the end point of these thirty thousand threads.

"It's really worthy of the fire god Zhurong, your flame is really inexhaustible, thank you!"

Qin Feng felt that he had simply picked up a treasure, not only him, if it was the demon lord who arrived at Jiaolong Palace at the beginning, then he could not only absorb the attributes of the dead things, but also absorb the attributes of the fire god, and indirectly achieve some spiritual power recovery effects.

Although there are still heaven and earth and Gen Mountain, I have never heard of anyone comprehending these three attributes since ancient times.

"My Dao Fruit is still flawed, and why is that?"

Qin Feng was still greedily absorbing attributes, and in the process of constantly transforming into Haoran Purple Qi, he found that the power of the ancient gods was constantly increasing, and it seemed that it was really inexhaustible.

It's too weird, there are really endless attributes in this world?

The ascendant is the watershed between the immortal and the mortal, the reincarnation symbolizes infinite possibilities, the real immortality, what about the ancient gods?

Is it a constant creative attribute?

Why did the demon lord say that Guiru was a cemetery of ancient powers, if you think about it carefully, Candle Nine is sleeping, and the forbidden area that is sealed is not a tomb, so the attributeless area in that area originates from this forbidden ancient god.

The Eastern Emperor is a demon emperor, is he the source of demonic energy?

That...... Qin Feng pondered slightly, and then he understood the various reasons, no wonder Zhu Ronghui looked at Xi Kunlun inexplicably before.

It is said that there is a person on the mountain, and Qin Feng only then knows that that person is the founder of the Immortal Road, can it be said that the acquired spirit can really reach the level of the ancient god.

In the end, Kunlun Ruins is his palace, or did he suppress an unknown ancient god, what a powerful existence needs a strong person of the same realm to suppress it forever.

No, no, Qin Feng tried his best to keep himself awake in the heat, that person on the mountain was definitely not a good guy, otherwise, the old man of the high-rise building would not have brought three thousand disciples to find trouble with him.

Therefore, according to this interpretation, the ancient gods, who are innate beings, are the source of "qi", and the candle nine yin and the fire god Zhurong represent two kinds of qi that cannot be used by people.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the person on the mountain represents the black and white chess pieces.

"Where did the filth come from, and why do you need to seal the ancient gods?"

Qin Feng calmly absorbed these attributes, and the temperature continued to rise, and the flames turned into bubbles as they approached him.

"If you survive here, Zhu Rong can still prevent disasters for me!"

As soon as he thought of this good idea, Qin Feng felt happy, there has never been a good place to cross the catastrophe, for fear of making a big pit in the land of Kyushu, which was already unbearable, no, he finally found a perfect place to ascend.

"Ascension!"

Cultivation is the pinnacle of refining the void, and there are five Dao fruits, which add up to other people who are estimated to have been killed by the Heavenly Tribulation seven or eight times, Qin Feng is lucky, and he decided to take a look at the Tribulation by himself.

The aura skyrocketed across the board, until he felt that he could no longer break through and hit the bottleneck, he felt a kind of maintenance in the dark, and a gate slowly opened in the sky above Jingzhou.

It was slow, like an old man trying to push, but fast, and the ghost could be seen, which was the trace left by generations of ascendants.

The back of this door is presented in an illusory state, which is not clear to see, at the beginning it is a cloud, which transforms between seven colors, from blood red to bright purple and constantly adjusts, and in the end, this cloud simply descends in a colorful state, flashing with seven kinds of Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder.

Zixiao Divine Thunder, Golden Light Divine Thunder, Green Evil Divine Thunder, Blood Killing Divine Thunder...

"Has this kid been refined?"

"I don't know, the god of fire seems to have been in a state of recuperation since he was injured by Ji Xuan's life, otherwise he would have been refined into smoke and dust. ”

"Only by casting the forbidden area spirit treasure can we fight against the ancient gods!"

The human immortals commented one by one, as if they had encountered it in person.

"Hey, look, there's a thunderstorm!"

"The gate of heaven is wide open, this kid wants to cross the catastrophe?"

"I'm afraid he's going to be disappointed, and people will never be able to become immortals again. ”

They knew best what was behind that door, only endless despair and frustration, not to mention that any of these divine thunders could kill Qin Feng seven or eight times, and there was absolutely no possibility of getting through.

"Pig killer, how can you see that this kid is going to suffer a thunderbolt that is colorful?"

"Nonsense...... Damn, it's really a colorful thunderstorm?"

The butcher who killed the pig, Uncle Huang, was incoherent, how did this kid be killed by God, God had to kill him hundreds of times before he stopped!

"It's over, it's going to fall on the first day since the end of the law. ”

At this moment, the seven mountains have shifted their attention to Jingzhou, and thousands of miles away, thousands of miles have seen the colorful thunder tribulation.