"It's too late to heal. ”

After thinking about it repeatedly, Ling Yu'er decided not to spend any more time healing her wounds.

The speed at which the thunder and lightning and the demon wind trampled on him far exceeded the speed at which the wound healed, and if he continued like this, he could only stay at the foot of the mountain for the rest of his life!

The eyes are slightly closed, the pupils are dilated, and the gaze is determined.

He put away the power of time, and instead attached a layer of spiritual power defense to his whole body again, but this time the distribution of spiritual power was less, and instead changed the spiritual seal under his feet to the main one.

The speed has really improved, but the defense has been reduced, and the damage is naturally worse.

Ling Yu'er gritted her teeth, dragging on the severe pain, letting the heavenly tribulation and the demon wind destroy her limbs, and struggled to climb to the top of the mountain step by step against the resistance of the demon wind.

This demon wind Yu Gao Yu Qiang, at the beginning, Ling Yu'er could barely maintain his consciousness, but halfway up the mountain, in just a moment, his body was cut and only half of his body was left with white bones.

Unable to bear the severe pain, Ling Yu'er could only keep retreating, using the power of time to repair her injured body.

In this way, the flesh and blood stopped to recover from the injury, and the flesh was half repaired, and then embarked on the road to the summit again.

On Ling Yu'er's body, blood surged for a while, and for a while, he was half-injured and half-healed towards the mountaintop climber.

Stand firm.

With every step, his body resisted the strong wind, until two-thirds of the way up the mountain, his body's speed was completely insufficient to support him to avoid the catastrophe.

What supported him to walk was no longer his body, but pure will.

It is the will to take revenge, the will to become stronger, and the will not to be slaughtered again.

Finally, under the slash of a crimson heavenly tribulation, Ling Yu'er, who was scorched black and smoking, stopped.

His raised right foot hovered in mid-air.

The black smoke dissipated, and Ling Yu'er no longer had a trace of flesh and blood on his body, and the divine stone meridians that Shi Mu had created for him were at a glance at this moment, flashing with colorful streamers.

Ling Yu'er, who was only left with white bones, clutched a rock in front of him and stood firm in the demon wind.

However, in just an instant, he was covered in white bones, and he was split off the cliff by the second heavenly thunder.

A year has passed, and Ling Yuer has returned to the starting point again.

The top of the mountain, which was so close at hand, seemed so far away at the moment.

With the power of time, Ling Yu'er's dark blue eyes revived.

He blinked slowly, then closed it slightly.

"Am I at that level?"

"Mother, if you don't kiss you, your son has not been able to become stronger and avenged you. ”

"Father, I'm sorry for you, the child didn't save you from Bai Yi's hands. ”

"And Zi Yan, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to reunite your family.

"Liu Tong, Brother Yu'er can't give you a complete little family....."

In a trance, he seemed to be back at home on that earth, that gentle evening.

The sunlight poured from the balcony on the west side to the small living room, the clean dining table was dyed red and beautiful by the sunset, the mother's smile was so warm, and the food on the table was so fragrant and delicious.

He's tired, he's really tired.

Since he came to the Tianwu Continent, he has not been fighting for the revenge of killing his mother for a moment.

If you don't have spiritual power, you will train hard, if you don't have power, you will work hard by yourself, if you have no friends, you will resist everything, and if you don't have strength, you will not practice hard.

Ling Yu'er closed his eyes, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at this moment in his consciousness, he must still be that immature child, lying in his mother's warm embrace.

Outside the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, Shi Mu Meiyu frowned slightly, he didn't believe that Ling Yu'er would give up like this, was the trial he gave him too harsh?

Zi Yan watched Ling Yu'er's body continue to recover and be smashed, and her tears couldn't stop flowing quietly.

Under the grabbing, the purple flowing gauze skirt was torn through several tears.

"Shiki, can you let my voice in?"

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Zi Yan asked Shi Mu.

Shi Mu thoughtfully, looked at Zi Yan, and nodded.

Immediately, with a wave of his small hand, he made a strange piece of jewelry, and in his mind, a trace of imperceptible silver white thread was connected to Zi Yan's sea of knowledge.

"That's it"

Shi Mu gestured to Zi Yan.

Zi Yan nodded and took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage.

"Stinky fish!

Suddenly, Zi Yan's voice reached the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, although it was a shout, but the sound that was stirred up in the mountain peak at this moment was like the sound of the Nine Immortals, beautiful and exquisite.

Ling Yu'er suddenly woke up from a trance, and turned her head following the voice, "Zi Yan?"

"This is not the Ling Yu'er I know!"

"The Ling Yu'er I know is a man who can be strong-willed no matter what difficulties he encounters!"

"He is the man who can always be the first to stand up no matter what danger he encounters!"

"It's a man who doesn't care about his own safety and stands up for me!"

"It's the man I'm determined to be with the Qinglong Sect Ziyan for the rest of my life~!"

As Zi Yan's words entered her mind, a rush of blood rushed into her body.

Ling Yu'er breathed rapidly, clenched her fists, burst into a shout, her eyes rushed forward, and she stood up again with her fleshy and bloody body.

"Thank you, Ziyan. ”

Ling Yu'er muttered softly to herself, patted the dust on her body, and stared at the mountain top that was close but out of reach, at this moment, in his eyes, it was no longer an insurmountable peak.

Climbing over the mountain, there are still his beloved and those who love him dearly.

He must, and will, trample this mountain under his feet!

Taking another step, Ling Yu'er frowned slightly.

He clearly felt that the devastation of the wind weasel and the heavenly thunder was obviously not as strong as it was a year ago.

"Could it be that the spiritual power of the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain is about to be scarce?"

He guessed in his heart, shook his head, and ran away from all distractions, only the top of the mountain was left in his eyes, and only the climb was left in his mind.

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Outside the wooden ring, there was a spacious hall, and in the center, a man in black and gold armor was sitting.

Inside the main hall, it was extremely eerie, with only a few illuminated torches.

A blue-eyed man with blood-gled feet was kneeling in front of the man in black and gold armor at this moment.

"Master, the operation failed!"

Under the black and gold armor, the man played with the pitch-black dagger in his hand and said, "Don't worry about that girl for now, gather people for me, the day has appeared!"

The blue-eyed man was shocked, and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "My subordinates, let's go!"

"Is that what you're going to do?"

"I wonder what else the master commands?"

The blue-eyed man asked tremblingly when he saw that he was stopped.

The man in front of him, whom he called his master, had brutally sucked a Spirit Emperor dry in front of him!

Under the black and gold armor, the man got up and walked over, and then pulled out a pair of metallic shiny feet, or, should I call them, claws, from the spatial ring.

Ignoring the blue-eyed man's frightened gesture, he bent down and placed the claws under the blue-eyed man's ankles.

"What is this?"

The blue-eyed man didn't dare to say more, but asked tentatively.

"The head of the five demons of Xuanling Mountain, the feet of the tengu, will definitely be of great benefit to your cultivation in the future, go ahead. ”

With that, he sat back in the center of his dragon chair again.

"Thank you, Master!"

The blue-eyed man turned around and left the gloomy hall, skimming in the direction of the Tianxuan Empire.

His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"What a pair of dog legs!"

Feeling the tyrannical spiritual power coming from under his feet, although it was of great benefit to his own cultivation, the blue-eyed man did his best to prevent the demonic power that disgusted him from seeping into his body for half a minute.

At the junction of the Tianxuan Empire and Xuanling Mountain, a pair of silver-white armored men and horses rushed around in a panic, as if they were looking for something.

"Search me carefully! Before dark, if you can't find Xue'er, you all get out of the empire for me!"

The person who spoke, wearing a dark blue exquisite dress, was handsome, not a few points shorter than Ling Yu'er, and on a delicate melon seed face, Qiongqiong's pale blue eyes were very sad at the moment.

Outside the ring, Han Qi has returned to the residence of the nine infant mother and daughter.

Jiu'er, who saw this scene, was shocked, and hurriedly opened her defense, and crossed between Han Qi and her mother who was in retreat.

"Why are you here, my master?"

Jiu'er asked with a frown.

"Hmph! I have eaten it, I advise you, and obediently obey me, I can consider leaving your mother and daughter for a while, and when I get tired of playing, I am refining you!"

With that, the sword roared, and the demon wind instantly filled the entire cave, and the roof of the cave shook violently, and boulders continued to roll down.

Jiu'er also showed a demon body, but at this moment, there is only one head, and the head that was cut off by the demons has not yet been regenerated, and its strength is not as good as before.

"Oh, a head, look at how you fight me!"

With a kick under his feet, the slapstick rose into the air, flicked its tail in the air, swept by the long tail, and the sky collapsed.

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In the ring, Shi Mu and Zi Yan looked at Ling Yu'er intently, it was already the third year.

Within the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, Ling Yu'er finally climbed to the top of the mountain with perseverance.

After countless climbs and falls, he finally understood that it was not the lack of spiritual power in the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, but that every time his flesh and blood were reforged by this demonic wind and heavenly tribulation, every time, he would increase his resistance to this wind and thunder.

Ling Yu'er, who came to the top of the mountain, ran excitedly towards the location marked by Shimu.

It was the highest point on the top of the mountain, and Tokiki placed a golden treasure chest on it.

"Genius Dibao, I'm here! hehe"

Dragging her still bloody body, Ling Yu'er didn't seem to feel the devastation of the wind and thunder anymore, and only the golden box was left in her eyes.

Finally, after climbing with all his might, he came to the treasure chest and excitedly lifted the lid of the treasure chest.

Ling Yu'er frowned.

There was only one note in the big box!

"Isn't it a martial art against the sky, but I can't cultivate a martial art?"

He reached out and took out the note, which he couldn't wait to open, and there were only four words written on it: "Be careful with the top of your head"