Chapter 377: Clearing the Portal
Then a scene that made Mao Rui's eyes widen appeared, and the pitch-black alternative Jin Dan collided with the mighty Heavenly Tribulation, not only did it not shatter immediately, but it was also stalemate with the Heavenly Tribulation.
After a while, the Heavenly Tribulation pressed down an inch, and the Ghost Pill raised by one point, the thunder mang exploded and the black fog collapsed, and for a time it was a war of attrition.
A beautiful to the extreme... The man came to Zao Maorui's side, looked at the scene of the tribulation in the distance, and said softly: "Whether it is from the breath or the form, it can be determined that it is a heavenly tribulation, but the power contained in it seems to be different from the heavenly tribulation I have crossed. β
Mao Rui was not surprised that Guo Cheng was able to find himself, and also stared at the scene of the tribulation without looking back: "This should be a heavenly tribulation specially prepared for ghost cultivation, in exchange for the kind we crossed, even if just a trace of thunder falls on Mao Zhe, he can be wiped out instantly." β
"Can't you two expect him to be better?" said the old man helplessly, and at the same time a little shocked, these two have actually experienced the Heavenly Tribulation, and the two are only currently in the foundation building period, doesn't it mean that after entering the foundation building period in the Qi refining period, they will attract the Heavenly Tribulation? Does that mean that the talents of both of them are far beyond Mao Zhe?
It's no wonder that the old man thinks so, when he reaches a certain height, he knows that the tribulation is a sign of the power of the tribulation period, and only when he reaches the tribulation period will he experience the tribulation, if someone has experienced the tribulation before the tribulation period, it means that this person is extremely talented and even the heavens are jealous. And the lower the cultivation level when experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation before the Tribulation Period, the higher the talent.
Guo Cheng lowered his head and leaned over to Mao Rui's hand, curiously looked at the pendant that made a sound, looked left and right to see no mystery and straightened up and said: "Judging from Mao Zhe's relaxed performance now, the threat of the catastrophe to him is not great, and the real danger is still after the catastrophe, and it is safe to run so far back to Xiongguan." β
Mao Rui nodded, Mu Xiu was destroyed by the forest wind, and the demon clan would never allow a person who was about to cross the Heavenly Tribulation in the Jindan period to continue to exist.
"By the way, in about a month, I'm almost going to cross the catastrophe, in case I fail to cross the catastrophe, you will collect the body for me?" Guo Cheng said with a calm face that made Mao Rui's heart ache.
Really!
Mao Rui sighed secretly, and said without hearing any emotion: "It is also your ability to leave a corpse under the Heavenly Tribulation, and I will naturally help you collect the corpse at that time." β
The confrontation over there had already been a winner, and the Black Golden Pill, which had condensed the power of 40,000 ghosts, was even better.
"Huh?" Guo Cheng said in confusion, and Mao Rui also moved half a step forward, half of his foot exposed outside Xiongguan.
"What's wrong?" asked the old man who had never experienced the Heavenly Tribulation.
Guo Cheng ignored the pendant, looked up at the calamity clouds that were dissipating and asked Mao Rui, "How many thunder tribulations did you fall when you crossed the Heavenly Tribulation?"
"Nine Paths. Mao Rui also asked, leaning his neck.
After a while, the pitch-black tribulation clouds dissipated, and the scorching sun shone on his face again, Mao Rui, who was sure that the tribulation had ended, couldn't help but curse to the sky: "He%Β₯#δΈθ₯Ώ, sooner or later, the master will stab you this day." β
Guo Cheng: "Together." β
When the clouds completely dissipated and the sky returned to a clear sky again, dozens of long-standing qi engines of the human race and the demon race erupted, and they couldn't see the details clearly, only to see dozens of shocks swept out at the same time, colliding with each other.
"Haha, thank you seniors, the juniors will retire first. Mao Zhe laughed, and his body exploded into tens of thousands of ghosts, scattering from different directions towards Xiongguan.
Only one of the tens of thousands of ghost things is Mao Zhe's true body, even if it is found, as long as the real body is not destroyed in an instant, Mao Zhe can change positions with any of the tens of thousands of ghost things with his spatial talent and vague connection.
"Not bad. "Colliding together is a lot of shock, and there is an old admiration.
On the way back to Xiongguan, he encountered a demon beast that had not yet been withdrawn, Mao Zhe controlled the ghost thing to pass directly from the demon beast, these demon beasts who were still in the foundation building period could not do it in front of Mao Zhe in the Jindan period to practice resisting in an instant, and the demon beast died after the ghost thing.
Liao Yong had already responded in the sky above the edge of Xiongguan, and when most of the ghosts returned to Xiongguan, Mao Zhe's figure condensed in front of Liao Yong, and the rest of the ghosts dissipated.
Seeing that Mao Zhe had returned to Xiongguan safely, the people who intercepted or rescued them no longer continued to entangle, and returned to their respective camps with a very tacit understanding, none of them left any cruel words, let alone mentioned the so-called agreement, and they all knew it.
"Thank you seniors for saving me, and the younger generations will remember it. Mao Zhe very politely thanked a total of seventeen strong men, including Liao Yong.
The fourteen soldiers all kindly hugged their fists at Mao Zhe, the future powerhouse, and returned to their respective posts, and two old men in shabby armor smiled at Mao Zhe appreciatively, nodded with Liao Yong and disappeared.
Only Liao Yong was left patted on Mao Zhe's shoulder and said, "Not bad." β
"The junior wants to inquire with General Liao, can the two elders of Zhao and Qin, who escorted my group of disciples to the border, still stay here?" asked Mao Zhe respectfully.
Liao Yong couldn't grasp the inner meaning of Mao Zhe's words for a while, and said truthfully: "Yes, I also chatted with the two of them a few words when you advanced. β
Mao Zhe smiled brightly: "The Hall of Fright wants to clean up the portal, and I hope that General Liao will turn a blind eye." β
Liao Yong didn't answer, staring at Mao Zhe's back, figuring out the true intentions of this future powerhouse.
Mao Zhe came to the place where a large number of disciples of the Hall of Horror gathered, except for himself, the other eight candidates were here, Mao Zhe inspected the eight people, and came to the candidate Wei Cun, whose strength was only slightly stronger than him, without saying a word, he took out a thick-backed machete and split this manpower into two parts, and his soul was all absorbed by the machete that had been tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation and his quality had been greatly improved.
Liao Yong's eyes were deep, and he secretly prevented the two generals from acting rashly for the time being.
A middle-aged man and an old man in black robes flashed in their eyes, and the middle-aged man surnamed Zhao smiled: "The idle days of the two of us are over." β
The old man surnamed Qin agreed with a smile.
After Mao Zhe slashed and killed Wei Cun, he ignored the stunned and ridiculed by the ordinary disciples of the Hall of Horror and the ridicule in the eyes of other candidates, and looked around, exuding a divine sense that had strengthened ten times that he didn't know, and he didn't notice any movement, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Two figures, one black and one white, appeared behind him, the black body was wearing armor, the face was hidden in the helmet, only two red lights were revealed at the eye position, and the other was holding a ghost-headed broadsword in his hand; The momentum of the two is distinct, only one thing is the same, they are both ghostly and ghostly foundation-building ghosts.
When he saw the female ghost in white, Mao Rui squinted, isn't this the female ghost who asked Mao Zhe for it in the secret realm under the sea, but Mao Zhe didn't give it?
"Old man, I've seen that white-clothed female ghost, at that time, it was equivalent to the cultivation of the third level of Qi training, and it has only been a few years since it became a foundation building consummation? Also, at the beginning, the eyes were dull and had no aura at all, but now those eyes are smart, no different from those six or seven-year-old children, how did you do it. Carrying the pendant and shaking it vigorously, Mao Rui asked curiously.
"Bastard boy, don't shake it, the old man is dizzy. The old man in the pendant complained, seeing that Mao Rui not only didn't have his hand but shook it harder, he really had no choice but to hold back the dizziness and explained: "I used the two-step cultivation of the soul body I gave you to cultivate, and it has the same effect on ghosts, but not every ghost can be cultivated to the realm of foundation building, and even if it can, it will take a lot of time, and it will take seventy or eighty years if it is not a hundred years." β
"The reason why Mao Zhe was able to cultivate two ghost generals in such a short period of time was that the two of them had good roots, and secondly, Mao Zhe smashed a lot of treasures that were conducive to the growth of ghosts, plus the existence of devouring yin karma fire, which was able to succeed. β
Mao Rui dangled the pendant in his hand, rubbed his chin through the bandage, and proposed: "Old man, I have a discussion with you, how about you leave Mao Zhe and stay with me for a while? β
Mao Zhe looked at several candidates with the eyes of the four people, and he didn't see how he moved, one black and one white ghosts would be killed at the same time, followed by thousands of ghosts to assist it in dealing with the candidates.
In Hua Jianbai's information about the Hall of Horror, it is said that there are already two candidates who have entered the Jindan period, and their prestige among the disciples of the Hall of Horror is extremely high, and many disciples of the Hall of Fear have switched to the two of them, among which the disciples under Mao Zhe have left the most.
One is called Wei Xinjue, and the other is called Yao Mo, both of whom have the highest voice in the Hall of Horror to become the master of the Young Hall.
At this moment, the two were not in Mao Zhe's target, and the three of them were facing each other.
The five candidates who had not yet advanced to the Jindan stage did not last long under Mao Zhe's ghosts, and they only lasted a stick of incense in time, and they were killed by a group of ghosts, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
"Mao Zhe, what do you want, killing fellow sects is a big crime in any sect. Yao Mo scolded, on the surface he was dissatisfied with Mao Zhe's behavior of killing his fellow disciples, but in his heart he was happy.
Eight rival Mao Zhe helped him get rid of three at once, and he Mao Zhe would not end well, he Yao Mo cleaned up this Mao Zhe who slaughtered his fellow disciples, and he couldn't win more disciples to follow.
Wei Xinjue looked at the six corpses that were no longer corpses, and vaguely guessed something, but instead of Yao Mo's optimism, his brows were tightly knit, and his face was worried.
"Don't you understand yet? I'll tell you. It is indeed a great crime to kill fellow disciples in the Hall of Horror, but this rule is an exception for all candidates during the selection of the Young Hall Master, which I saw in the wild history of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that has not been in the corner for many years. Mao Zhe was not in a hurry, and told the story.