The dark clouds in the sky had long since been transformed into blood clouds, and the blood clouds had also been refined into ten red 'eggs' by Zhang Dong's disc, so now the sky was blue, the sky was clear, there was not even a single white cloud, and it was very clear to go up.

Zhang Dong was healing his wounds on his knees, and everyone formed a big circle to protect him in it, for fear that something else would happen.

Zhang Dong's injury this time was particularly severe, except for the heart and dantian, which were not damaged too much, the skin and muscles in the rest of the places were turned into charcoal, and even some bones were carbonized, if it was an ordinary person or another cultivator, it would really be certain death, but Zhang Dong had Liu Yizhao's terrifying medical skills, and he also knew that my body was immortal, so such an injury was not fatal.

The golden true qi swirls rapidly in the dantian, and then gurgles out, like the Yangtze River does not stop, constantly penetrates into the muscles, blood and bones, like water penetrates into the desert, just like spring comes to the revival of all things, the cells begin to divide under the nourishment of these true qi with special attributes, replacing those necrotic cells, and new bones, muscles, and skin grow.

Click, click, click.

The charred skin on his body swelled up like an inflated balloon, then cracked open and fell off piece by piece, revealing a new skin like white jade, full of vitality and elasticity, but also full of strength, exuding a rich masculine aura.

"He can't really be an immortal, right?"

Sun Shangxiang adored Zhang Dong, her heart jumped wildly, her pretty face showed a hint of red, her beautiful eyes were full of spring color, and she seemed to think of something embarrassing.

The rest of the people also looked at Zhang Dong with admiration, as if they were immortals in their minds.

It took about ten hours for Zhang Dong to heal his injuries, a layer of charred skin fell off the ground, and his body turned into a color like white jade, and the red and cyan dragon head birthmark on his chest became clearer, and it was very mysterious, and his hair also grew out, but it was very short, like a hairball.

He didn't get up, but motioned to Jiao Xingyan to take a small piece of cosmic tears, put them in his mouth, and refined the Sun Devouring Divine Skill into True Qi, just now to deal with this inexplicable heavenly tribulation, plus the healing of the Lucky Gong really consumed too much of his True Qi, so he naturally had to make up for it.

A look of surprise gradually appeared on his face, and he found that in the past, the Yun Devouring Sun Divine Skill had transformed the Cosmic Tears into True Qi, which was basically transparent with a hint of white, but now it had turned into gold, exactly the same as his own True Qi, but the amount of transformation was much less.

There is no doubt that the quality of the golden true qi is high, but the cosmic tears can be transformed into more advanced true qi, which is worthy of a good treasure that cultivators will snatch when they see it, Zhang Dong is really lucky, he can get so many cosmic tears.

It took about ten minutes for the true qi to be replenished, and the force value rose back to 5999 points, he felt that he was extraordinarily strong, his spirit was unprecedentedly good, and his eyes were particularly sharp, as if he could penetrate the secrets of this heaven and earth, and also seemed to be able to penetrate the secrets of this space.

A mysterious feeling came to my heart, and I had a deeper understanding of the swallowing word composed of that true qi, and a kind of majesty suddenly flowed out of my body, a kind of domineering spirit of the strong man of the universe, like a whirlwind shaking in the air, as if to challenge this heaven and earth, as if to break this universe, as if to trample any strong person under his feet......

This is the horror of seeking the Dao, once you find your own way, then you have a new understanding of martial arts, and you will be able to walk on the right path of martial arts in the future, and you will be able to become stronger step by step, and your combat effectiveness will naturally rise, and if it is a successful martial artist in the Dao, even if it is as deep as Zhang Dong's cultivation, there is no such power in any case.

Of course, the strong man of the Dao is not weak, and the talented person is even strong and extremely fast, like Sun Wukong was planted by the Bodhi Patriarch, which is to become strong at a terrifying speed, because he walks on the road that others have walked, that is the broad road, and it is natural and fast to walk in the early stage, but once he reaches the end of the road, or loses the road, he does not know how to go, and his cultivation stagnates, so the development potential of the strong man of the Dao is far from being compared with the strong man who seeks the Dao.

"In the future, no matter at any time, you can't say to other high-level intelligent beings that you have found the Dao, otherwise, it will definitely cause the jealousy of the high-level intelligent creatures, which will cause huge trouble, after all, although you have found the Dao at present, you are not perfect, you have not grown up, and you are not the opponent of the powerful and powerful people who are planting the Dao at all." The monitor warned in Zhang Dong's mind.

"I'll pay attention, but don't worry too much, don't be too cautious, my way is swallowing, domineering is boundless, the more powerful the enemy, the stronger I am, the faster the progress, and I also cultivate my body's eternal divine skills, every time I am injured, my body is tougher, after this catastrophe, my body is much tougher than steel." Zhang Dong said confidently.

The monitor was silent and acquiesced to Zhang Dong's statement.

Zhang Dong exuded an unparalleled self-confidence, his eyes were sharp, looking at the sky, it seemed that he had reached the scene where Feng Wu flew away in despair, and it seemed that he had to leave in grief and fear after he was happy with him, he shouted in his heart: "Feng Wu, Pianpian, have you arrived, I have found my own way, and I have survived the legendary catastrophe that no one can survive, wait for me, I will soon enter your world, let you be willing to be my wife, let you scream for me, and be proud of me." ”

He was excited for a while, then calmed down, cast his eyes on the ten red eggs that no one dared to touch, squatted down, and carefully picked one up, only to feel light, hot, and crispy, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, as if it was a super powerful bomb.

"What is this? What's the use? Zhang Dong asked with the disc in his other hand.

However, the disc did not react at all, did not seem to hear, did not seem to bother to answer, and as if it could not speak on its own.

"This should be a thunderbolt made of thunder and lightning, imprinted with your own mental imprint, and then you can control its explosion." The monitor replied in Zhang Dong's mind in a hesitant voice, "I only have this record in my database, but I don't know how to imprint the imprint of my mind." ”

Zhang Dong's face showed joy, although the disc is not very controlled by himself, but since the disc has worked hard to collect the thunder in the sky, it should be for himself, he is afraid of a bird's egg, so he boldly put ten so-called red eggs into the storage bag, thought about it, and put the strange disc into it, with this disc suppression, this red egg is estimated to explode if it wants to.

Do this, he cast his regretful gaze on the fragments of the broken transport box, a sigh, this is his most frequently used treasure in addition to the monitor, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed by the thunder, what a pity, why did he think about using the transport box to resist the thunder, this kind of terrifying thunder is anything that can resist?

Come, hurry up and create a group of horn scientists, let them develop transport boxes, and make a few more, that is a good treasure that is necessary for home travel.

He put the containers and Huitian of the horn clan that everyone picked up into the Fengyue Boat and put them on the deck of the Fengyue Fang, the Fengyue Boat is actually very wide, and it is naturally more than enough to put such some treasures.

As for the rest of the belongings, he carried them into the main hall.

So he went back to the island in the middle of the lake, went to the lake to take a good bath, and then sat cross-legged on the island, pondered and cultivated, he had just found his own way, had just survived the heavenly tribulation, and had a lot of feelings, which needed to be sorted out well, which would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

He turned into a statue, motionless, but the domineering aura emanating from his body became more and more intense, more and more intense, and it was transmitted in all directions, like waves, endlessly......

All the beauties returned here, but they couldn't enter the island, because the domineering exuded by Zhang Dong was too fierce for them to bear, so they could only sit cross-legged by the lake, looking at their lover with concern, their faces full of expectation and love.

In this way, three days and three nights passed, Zhang Dong, suddenly felt a strange aura, he opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light shot out of his eyes, projected on the top of the main hall, where there was an ethereal figure standing, exuding an obscure aura, the figure seemed to be very tall, seemed to be very short, seemed to be very hazy, seemed to be very clear, the gaze of the figure seemed to be very sharp, and seemed to be very dim......

It's really a ghost when it goes up, so weird that it makes people's hearts chill.

When all the beauties saw Zhang Dong staring at the top of the hall, as if he was facing a great enemy, they were all surprised, and they all went over, but there was nothing unusual, that is to say, this ethereal figure was only Zhang Dong alone.

Perhaps it felt Zhang Dong's domineering aura, the figure's gaze slowly moved over, and Zhang Dong looked at each other, gradually, the figure's face showed a strange expression, muttering something in his mouth, the voice was very low, like a mosquito calling, or maybe it didn't speak at all, because the amplitude of its lips was too small.

Zhang Dong's eyes burst out with a sharper light, and as soon as his feet stepped on the ground, people flew into the sky, and their feet clicked on each other, like a bird, across the space, fluttering like a fallen leaf landing on the top of the hall up to 100 meters high.

He hadn't really been here, and the rest of the people hadn't been there, and this was a place in this magical world that they had overlooked.

Perhaps, there is some secret here!