The love between master and apprentice does not need to be declared, such as Ling Haochu and the Thunder Emperor, although they no longer go to the masters and apprentices of celebrities, but in the heart of Ling Haochu, the Thunder Emperor will always be his own master.

And in the heart of the Thunder Emperor, his only disciple is still the child who was brought out of the heavens by him and came to the land of the ancient clan.

In the ancestral temple, although Ling Haochu's body was in severe pain, his heart was surrounded by warmth, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the division of the primordial spirit.

With the master here, he can not think about anything.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days, and in these three days, Ling Haochu did not move, but the pain from the division of the Yuan Shen became more and more clear and intense, as if a storm had been set off in his body, and it was like drowning it.

This brilliance is made up of traces like cracks all over the body, and it is slowly increasing, and there are even some places where cracks seem to be connected to each other, densely packed, and it looks very shocking.

This brilliance is the external transformation of Linghao's primordial god.

In three days, after changing to other Primal Clansmen, maybe some of them couldn't bear the pain anymore and chose to merge, but for Ling Haochu, this is still just the beginning, and it is far from the end.

Three days later, another three days, gradually, the ancient people in the ancient imperial city also noticed that something was wrong, and in their eyes, the aura on the statue of the ancient ancestor lasted a little longer.

"It lasted for six days, a few more days than before, and it seems that among the people who crossed the tribulation this time, there are people with great perseverance!"

"The Big Six... I just don't know who of these crossers lasted so long, I couldn't bear it on the third day, and this kind of pain was definitely not endurable by perseverance. ”

"Let Song Zun protect the Dharma, these are just within the will. ”

However, although it attracted attention again, six days was not a lot, and gradually the anomaly here was ignored.

Until the ninth, fifteenth, thirtieth, and two months later, the aura outside the statue of the ancient ancestor still emitted ripples, filling most of the ancient imperial city.

At this time, more and more people of the Ancient Clan always looked at the statue of the Ancient Ancestor with a kind of shocking gaze, and in their opinion, this group of people who had crossed the catastrophe had inevitably persisted for too long.

"I haven't seen anyone walk out of the ancestral temple for two months, could it be... Could it be..."

"Could it be that there is only one person who can't succeed this time, who is this person who can let Song Zun protect the Dharma!"

"Two months, he actually held out for two months, and it seems that he is going to choose a large degree of splitting. ”

Time passed unconsciously, another six months passed, counting the previous two months Ling Haochu's first distraction, there were eight months!

In the past eight months, the first thing almost all the clansmen in the Ancient Imperial City did every day was to first take a look at whether the aura of the ancient ancestor statue was still there.

More and more voices of discussion filled all parts of the Ancient Imperial City, which almost became a topic, making the people of the Ancient Ancient Clan, from shock to shock, and from shock to excitement, and now it is the peak of excitement.

Because, the longest time since the first distraction of the first ancient in a year is now only four months away!

"Can he last for a year, you must know that in my ancient lineage, the longest time for the first distraction is one year!! If it weren't for that person dying on the second distraction, he might have been able to become a Great Heavenly Venerable!"

"Eight months, this person is really crazy, this kind of pain, he can actually endure it. ”

"It is said that Song Zun persisted for eleven months back then!"

In the discussion of the ancient people, in the depths of the ancestral temple, Ling Haochu was still cross-legged, but the brilliance outside his body was already shattered at this moment, and his glorious legs had dispersed, and only half of his figure existed.

And this figure is also a blur, as if transparent, as if it can dissipate at any time, although Ling Haochu's body is closed, but the pain he is suffering at this moment is extremely intense, the pain of the Yuan Shen breaking apart and splitting little by little, making him feel like he has been cut by a thousand knives, and he will always be awake and cannot be unconscious.

Eight months of suffering can't let him give up, Ling Haochu has been enduring it, he has to wait for the Yuan Shen to be shattered, and then choose to fuse!

In his mind, the roar from the Ancient Ancestor had almost become the only one in his mind at the moment.

"If I let the sky fall, the sky will fall, and if I let the earth shatter, then the earth must be shattered! If I let this sentient beings die, no one will dare not die, and if I let this sky have no immortals, who will dare to survive......"

In the midst of all his endurance, the ninth month came, and in the blink of an eye, the tenth month, the eleventh month passed in a flash.

Song Tian crossed his knees in front of the ancestral temple, protecting the Dharma for Ling Haochu, it has been eleven months, he has no accident that Ling Haochu can persist until now, in his analysis, Ling Haochu should be able to hold on for about a year.

"In fact, a year's time is just to let the Yuan Shen collapse and become fragments, except for a crazy person who persisted for twenty-eight months tens of thousands of years ago, very few people can not fuse after collapsing into fragments, but choose to let the fragments become fragments!" Song Tian did not look back at the ancestral temple, he counted the time, and crossed his knees.

When the twelfth month passed, when a whole year came, when that year later, when two months had passed, the entire ancient clansmen were boiling, and they looked at the aura on the statue of the ancient ancestor, and they were all guessing who this person was, and how long this person could hold on!

"Fourteen months...... It is worthy of Lingzun!" In the palace, the old Ancient Emperor sighed lightly.

On this day of the fourteenth month, in the ancestral temple, the brilliance on Ling Haochu's body was only a head, and the skull was filled with cracks, bursts of light emanated from it, and suddenly, the roar collapsed.

With the collapse of the glorious head, with the naked eye, there was no trace of brilliance around Ling Haochu, but if his divine sense was swept away, he could still faintly see that there were a large number of fine fragments, floating around, and those fragments were still in the process of shattering.

At this moment, Ling Haochu's body had no vitality at all, just like a corpse, the blood in his body was no longer functioning, and while it was cold, he lost all his sanity, just like real death.

The only thing he has is a thought, and this idea is to continue to persevere, to the last moment, to merge with each other, if he can succeed, it will be like resurrecting from the dead, but if he fails, it will disappear.

"Will I fail, no! I will never fail!!" His mind also contained the roar of a war immortal from the ancient ancestor.

The invisible fragments outside his body were slowly shattered, and another four months had passed, and Ling Hao had crossed the second tribulation of the three losses for the first time, and it was as much as eighteen months.

This time, even Song Tian was moved, changing from his back to the ancestral temple and looking straight at it.

He is still like this, not to mention the ancient people in this ancient imperial city, eighteen months of persistence, so that these ancient people, one by one, seem to have become accustomed to the ancient ancestor statue, there are always halos and ripples, but deep in their hearts, they can't get used to this matter, but are full of disbelief.

Nineteenth and twentieth months...... Until the twenty-seventh month!!!For more than two years, Ling Haochu was still insisting, and around his body in the ancestral temple, nearly eighty percent of those invisible fragments had been completely shattered and scattered like dust.

There are only a few fragments, and the division continues.

When the thirtieth month came, but at the moment when these two and a half years passed, if Song Tian could not feel the existence of a will in the ancestral temple, he even thought that Ling Haochu had died.

"Crazy man!!He can have such a cultivation, which has a great relationship with his madness, doesn't he know that complete splitting can lead to death!!" Song Tian had already stood up from his knees, standing outside the ancestral temple, his expression changed.

In the thirtieth month of coming, in the palace of the First Ancient Emperor, the old Ancient Emperor had a change in his heart, and the actions that he used to call to see Ji Du were still as usual, but the flicker hidden in his eyes seemed to be known only to him.

However, what the emperor didn't know was that he was aware of all these plans, but he didn't care about it at the moment, but was full of anxiety, what he was anxious about was not his imperial position, but the safety of his father-in-law.

When the thirty-fifth month passed, even the Thunder Emperor who was sitting cross-legged as Ling Haochu's protector on the canopy of the sky also showed anxiety, he wanted to remind Ling Haochu, but he was worried that something would happen.

In the thirty-sixth month, in the hesitation of the Thunder Emperor, he suddenly came, and on this night, the nine auras outside the statue of the ancient ancestor suddenly burst out with extremely bright light, and the light swept layer by layer, permeating all directions, making the entire ancient imperial city almost silent, and all the clansmen put down everything at this moment, and their eyes were condensed in the statue of the ancient ancestor.

The Thunder Emperor got up and looked excitedly.

Song Tian took a deep breath, retreated to a thousand feet away, and looked intently.

In the palace, the Ancient Emperor was nervous, standing by the window of the attic of his main hall, staring at the direction of the ancestral temple.

Ji Du personally came to the ancestral temple thousands of zhang away, looking anxiously.

In the ancestral temple, on Ling Haochu's immovable body, the light was shining, and countless points of light appeared out of thin air and condensed, gradually turning into a complete brilliance, this brilliance, which was several times larger than the shadow of the year, and the light in it flowed, revealing an astonishing pressure.

At the moment when this brilliance condensed, the statue of the ancient ancestor outside it, after the nine auras suddenly merged into one, it burst out with a dazzling light that made all the ancient people of the first ancient tribe blind, making this night seem to be day!

At this moment, I saw that the only aura that fused together was suddenly separated, and it turned into eighteen halos, circulating around the ancient ancestor statue!

"The first distraction, it's done!!"

"Thirty-six months, three whole years!!"

"Completely smashed, perfectly fused......" Song Tian looked at this scene and muttered to himself.