A big green tree, the tree bears some small golden round fruits, all of which exude a faint golden light, like a miniature little sun, which is the golden yang fruit tree. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the tree, Yun Wutong withdrew his hand and ended the day's cultivation.

Looking up, looking at the golden yang fruit on the tree that could still be used for about ten days, Yun Wutong sighed, she had been in the need realm for five years.

Maybe 500 years have passed outside.

Outside the boundary, there is a snow-white, windy wind mixed with snowflakes, and it rains every day, and this is the kingdom of ice and snow.

Yun Wutong doesn't know where this is, maybe it's the extreme north, because only the extreme north of the demon world and the human world will be snowing like this, she was brought here by the need realm, and landed at the mouth of a cave, the cave is not big, just enough to accommodate the need realm, if it weren't for the spring climate in the need realm, maybe Yun Wutong would feel cold just by looking at the snow white outside.

Looking out from the entrance of the cave, Yun Wutong guessed that this should be on a high mountain somewhere, because as far as the eye could see, except for the distant mountains, only a large expanse of ice fields remained.

She didn't find anything alive except snow.

The world is left with her and the need world.

At the end of today's cultivation, Yun Wutong was very happy, because she had already had nearly a thousand years of cultivation.

From a hundred years of cultivation to a thousand years of cultivation, Yun Wutong was surprised, and then remembered what Zhuyin Daxian said, he said, her identity is special, maybe she doesn't have to cultivate step by step like ordinary demons, and now it seems that she is really right.

The flow of time in the demand realm is slow, and as soon as she opens her eyes, she often knows that she has grown a lot of cultivation, but despite this, she has not yet been able to become an immortal, or rather, how to become an immortal.

As long as the Golden Yang Fruit is consumed, the Need Realm will automatically let her out, if she hasn't been able to meet the needs of the immortals, then what should she do?

Maybe her cultivation speed is much faster than being others, so when she goes out, she may feel something.

Yun Wutong got up, picked a golden yang fruit from the tree, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and a surging spiritual power in his body swam all over his body.

This is what Yun Wutong has to do every day, meditate and practice, practice the art of pulling wood, and eat Jinyang fruit.

It's just that today, after eating a golden yang fruit, there seems to be something in the body that is about to move.

Yun Wutong didn't care about it at first, guessing that it was because she hadn't completely absorbed the spiritual power of the Golden Yang Fruit, but the more she meditated, the more she felt that there was a spiritual power rioting in her body.

She tried to control it, but the more she controlled it, the more uncomfortable it became, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the need was moving.

The need realm rose slowly, and after a while, it quickly flew out of the cave with the cloud sycamore, and flew towards the vast ice field outside.

At the same time, the snow on the ice field had stopped, but instead of clearing, the clouds were moving slowly and thicker and darker than before.

The need boundary fell on the ice field, and just as Yun Wutong was surprised, a thunderclap sounded in the clouds above his head.

What's going on?

How does it feel like what they call a catastrophe?

At the same time, the sense of riot in Yun Wutong's body became more obvious, as if echoing the dark clouds overhead, the thunder gradually became louder and louder, and the frequency of the sound became more and more intensive, and finally, a thick lightning with a strong golden light slashed straight towards Yun Wutong.

Yun Wutong was surprised, if she didn't understand what was going on at this time, then she had been in this world for hundreds of years in vain, isn't this a calamity!

And this time, the thunder tribulation she has to experience can only be to become an immortal!

I was just thinking about when I would become an immortal, but I suddenly came while I was talking, why didn't there be any signs and foreshadowings?

Yun Wutong hurriedly sat cross-legged at the moment, no longer controlling the riotous spiritual power in his body, and let it roam in his body, his mind and mind were one.

The thick golden lightning, with a click, draped fiercely on the need boundary where Yun Wutong was, and soon, the need boundary was split back to its original appearance, lying at Yun Wutong's feet, and the lightning power was undiminished, falling straight on the top of Yun Wutong's head.

A layer of soft white light emanated from the body of the cloud sycamore, and the tong flute hanging on the waist also emitted a dazzling green light, the two lights combined in one place, and the lightning slammed together, and in an instant, the earth shook, and the vast ice field cracked, revealing extremely deep cracks.

Yun Wutong closed her eyes, her face was calm, she understood that this was only one of the eighty-one thunder tribulations, and there were many more waiting for her.

The first thunder was gone, and with it the lightning that had slashed down, and the dark clouds overhead grew darker and darker.

With such a big movement, there seemed to be a sense in the Three Realms, and several figures landed on the ice field, which were none other than the immortals in the Immortal Realm of Qianyan and the Immortal Realm.

Yun Wutong is about to become an immortal!

The white and green glow formed a cocoon of light, completely enveloping the sycamore, and only a calm face could be seen.

Qian Yan clenched his fists, although this was only Cheng Xian, but this thunder tribulation still reminded him of the mutated thunder tribulation in Fengshan Tonghai at the beginning, but that result was not what he wanted to see.

Besides, it has been five hundred years since he returned to Fengshan Tonghai to refine the netless and separate from Yunwutong, and the three years he said at the beginning have actually become five hundred years, and he will feel a pain in his heart when he thinks about it.

Did he break his promise, or did he break his promise?

If he had been by Yun Wutong's side, he would definitely not have agreed to let Yun Wutong use this method to rush to success, but now, the thunder tribulation is in front of him, but he can't help her with anything.

This is the power of heaven, and no living creature can stop it!

Yun Wutong was able to achieve the cultivation of becoming an immortal in five hundred years, which attracted a thunder tribulation, is this her luck or misfortune?

Qianyan didn't know, he just watched the person in that light cocoon with a high degree of nervousness, and he didn't know how she felt.

The movement of Yunwutong becoming an immortal is very big, if it weren't for the shallow words that let the Immortal Emperor block the news, I'm afraid that there would be no quiet on this ice field, which is not a good thing for Wutong.

Over there, Yun Wutong was hiding in the light cocoon, but the essentials of the wood-pulling technique were emerging in her mind, and her mind was even comparing some moves of the wood-holding technique.

Boom, seventy thunderbolts have fallen, each one is more powerful than the other, and the pressure of the fall is getting heavier and heavier, and the light cocoon slowly rotates, with the cloud sycamore every time it resists the thunder, it will become thicker and thicker, and now, it is no longer the transparent light cocoon before.

Ten more thunderbolts fell, and the light cocoon absorbed the power of the lightning and became shining.

There is another one, as long as this road is passed, Yun Wutong can take off the mortal fetus and ascend to the immortal in one step.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled, and this last thunder did not fall for a long time, and I could only see that a large amount of energy was accumulating in that layer of dark clouds, as if this last blow was more powerful than all the previous thunders.

Finally, the dark clouds cracked, and a thick lightning bolt with purple in gold slammed down on the sycamore, and the light cocoon collided with it, and the light was shining brightly, and the person who gave it could not open his eyes.

Waiting for the light to fade, Qianyan slowly walked towards Yun Wutong.

The light and shadow of a huge plane tree appeared from behind the sycamore, and the sycamore, dressed in a colorful fairy xia wide-sleeved neon skirt, was fluttering, and the body was shrouded in white-green soft light, with a smile on his face, as if overlooking the world.

She flew up barefoot, and the huge shadow of the plane tree followed her, and wherever she went, petals would fall, and the petals would fall to the ground, blooming in a sea of flowers.

Qianyan turned into a phoenix, flew ninety-nine times around the cloud sycamore, chirping in the sky, and in an instant, in the sky where the dark clouds dispersed, flocks of birds flew by, followed behind Qianyan, and flew beside the cloud sycamore with wings.

Between the forehead of the sycamore, a leaf-shaped imprint of the sycamore showed a white-green light, and then, the sycamore seemed to understand the sound of the birds.

When the light faded, only an oval mark was left on the forehead, bright red.

The phenomenon of a hundred birds and a phoenix lasted for a long time, and only after the cloud sycamore fluttered to the ground, did it gradually leave.

"Girl, you're already an immortal!"

With a shallow smile, he changed into a human form again, and just stood there, the surprise in his eyes was equally warm. (To be continued.) )