In the blink of an eye, Chen Shaofeng stayed on Luoyan Island for more than five years.

Since Chen Shaofeng gave good things such as dragon blood and dragon essence to Shangguan Yanming and the three of them as compensation. For more than five years, Chen Shaofeng has been in retreat and cultivation. In the past five years or so, Chen Shaofeng has cultivated the "Blood Dragon Jue" to the tenth layer with the inexhaustible dragon blood refining dragon blood pill, and has also entered the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant. As long as he enters the stage of transforming into a god, with the characteristics of "Blood Dragon Jue", Chen Shaofeng can completely transform into a blood dragon, a blood dragon in the true sense.

"Buddha, Master Huineng is out of the customs, summon you to go there!"

"What? The old monk is out of the customs? Hahaha, the old monk is finally out of the customs!" Hearing the news of Huineng's exit, Chen Shaofeng laughed three times, and directly set up a retreat and flew towards the place where Huineng was retreated.

As soon as the light fell, before he could say the words of congratulations, Chen Shaofeng felt his shoulders tighten, and the whole person had already risen into the air involuntarily.

Whooshing, sensing the rapid change in the surrounding environment, Chen Shaofeng shouted in confusion, "Old monk, what are we going to do here?"

"Hey, hey, hey, we're going to survive the tribulation!

"What? Old monk, you don't want to live, how can the little tribulation be so easy to pass?" For Huineng, Chen Shaofeng still has some true feelings. At this time, as soon as he heard him say that he was going to survive the catastrophe, Chen Shaofeng suddenly became anxious.

For Chen Shaofeng's nervousness, Huineng didn't care at all, but the speed became more and more rapid. Whoosh, after flying for a few hours, Huineng with Chen Shaofeng finally stopped and landed on an uninhabited island.

This small island, the island, is actually not. It's just a large coral reef that forms a large island-like coral cluster.

"Hey, old monk, what kind of crazy thing are you smoking? Why did you rush to this place where birds don't as soon as you got out of the customs?"

"Don't speak, watch from afar, the Buddha's catastrophe is coming!" As he spoke, Hui Neng rolled up his sleeves and threw Chen Shaofeng to the other end of the coral thicket.

Boom, boom, a dark cloud of black pressure shrouded the surrounding sea area. The wind was raging, the thunder and lightning roared, and countless monstrous waves crashed madly towards the coral island. With lightning and thunder, the rain poured down.

"What kind of play is this old monk? Where is this a small tribulation, this is simply the coming of the demon king, is the end coming!" No matter how you look at it, Chen Shaofeng doesn't think that this is a small tribulation.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and even the thunder and lightning disappeared. Only the dark clouds in the sky are still shrouded in the sky, between the sea and the sky, a black and misty patch.

Suddenly, a powerful force of heaven and earth descended, and the surrounding sea level lowered a few feet out of thin air. Colorful clouds of six colors appeared in the sky above Huineng's head out of thin air.

Weird, weird. Beyond the six-colored clouds that symbolize the six realms of reincarnation, there are dark clouds in the sky. Such a strange little catastrophe, even in the materials inherited by the ancient Buddha sect to this day, there has not been a trace of it.

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The coercion between heaven and earth doubled again out of thin air. Although Chen Shaofeng did not bow his head with his strong body, the coral reef under his feet could not withstand the pressure of this strong heaven and earth, and it broke countless times. Even Chen Shaofeng's legs had already fallen into most of the coral reef at this time.

Boom, the sea level fell again, and the pressure of heaven and earth increased again. The six-colored clouds above Huineng's head, at some point, had been connected to the boundless black clouds around him. Slowly, the six-colored clouds also became a little gray, as if they had been splashed with a touch of ink out of thin air.

"Old monk, what the hell is going on? Why is this heavenly tribulation like this?" couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, Chen Shaofeng finally shouted.

"Hehe, the Buddha doesn't know!"

Looking at Huineng's calm face, Chen Shaofeng knew that Huineng must know about this weird little catastrophe.

Boom, boom, before the thunder fell, a low roaring sound had already sounded between heaven and earth. In the boundless black clouds, countless thunder rays converged in an orderly manner towards the six-colored tribulation clouds. With the fusion of these thunderbolts, the six-colored clouds became more and more dim, and their coercive power became more and more powerful.

Boom, the thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.

The dark red thunder not only has the domineering power of the fire attribute, but also has a boundless aura of destruction. This thunderstorm is not inferior to the fusion thunder that was fused together by the five people of Situ Millennium in Jizhou at the beginning.

In the face of such a devastating thunderstorm, Huineng still did not see a trace of waves on his face. I saw him slowly raise his right arm, and at some point, he was already holding a gray, dull and inconspicuous wooden stick in his right hand.

Boom, the dark red clouds slashed at the gray wooden stick without accident.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light illuminated the entire world.

After a long time, I regained my sight and looked again. I saw that the wooden stick, which was originally gray and abrupt, was emitting a shiny but not dazzling red light at this time, and Huineng's face was full of excitement.

"Oh my God. You old madman, you really don't want to die!"

Chen Shaofeng really knew at this time that what Hui Neng was doing in front of him was actually refining the Xuantian Spirit Treasure with the help of the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Hehehe, yes, Buddha, I'm crazy! Although I knew from the information before, this lightning strike wood has the potential to make Xuantian Spirit Treasure. However, it wasn't until I took over that I realized that the potential of this lightning strike wood was not something that a Xuantian Spirit Treasure could tap at all!"

Hui Neng didn't care about the thunderbolt that kept breeding above his head, but looked at the lightning strike wood in his hand obsessively with his eyes, and muttered, "For it, I can give my life, even at the cost of my life, I will develop the potential of this lightning strike wood to the limit!"

Hearing Huineng's words, Chen Shaofeng couldn't help but regret it a little. If this Hui Neng really died for the lightning strike, Chen Shaofeng would not be at ease for the rest of his life. This Hui Neng didn't know the true origin of the lightning strike wood, but Chen Shaofeng knew it very well. The lightning strike wood itself is not a thing in the cultivation realm, but a unique thing in the divine realm, not to mention making a Xuantian spirit treasure, that is, making an immortal weapon, this lightning strike wood is more than enough.

"Old monk, listen to me, the potential of this lightning strike wood is not something you and I can tap!"

Boom, a thunderclap completely covered up Chen Shaofeng's shouting.

The earthy yellow thunder, instead of the tolerance and heaviness of the earth, has a kind of dead silence and heaviness like a dry earth. This thunderstorm is like seeing the roar of the earth and the collapse of the mountains.

The dim yellow flash reappeared, and the whole heaven and earth shone brightly, a misty color, and even the sea was covered with a layer of earthy yellow, like an endless vast earth.

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When he looked at it again, Huineng was already bloodied at the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale, but with a sickly look of excitement. Following his obsessive gaze, the wooden stick in his hand already contained two colors: red and yellow. The wooden stick, which was originally imposing, actually exuded a kind of coercion unique to a high-level spirit treasure at this time.

"Stop, old monk, don't work so hard, a Xuantian Spirit Treasure is not worth it!" At this time, Chen Shaofeng could naturally guess that this strange heavenly tribulation must have been influenced by Hui Neng with a secret method.

"Hehe, it's late, it's late. The Little Heavenly Tribulation has merged with the Xuantian Tribulation! There is no turning back!"

"No, you can't," However, in the face of Tianwei, which was several times stronger than Xiao Tianjiao, Chen Shaofeng could only barely keep standing.

"Don't say it, the Buddha's lifelong wish is right in front of me! No one can stop me, no one!"

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As if in response, a sharp dark golden thunderbolt descended again.

Jin Kemu, sharp gold, carrying the power of armor piercing, slammed into the lightning strike wood in Huineng's hand.

Click, click,

The sound of wood cracking was particularly harsh on the silent sea.

The sharp power of gold broke through the power of fire and earth, which had not yet been fully integrated and controlled, and directly hit the body of the lightning strike wood.

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Huineng's blood had not yet landed, and the dazzling golden light lit up again. This time, the golden light was obviously not as dazzling as the red and yellow bright colors not long ago.

Recovering his gaze again, Chen Shaofeng hurriedly looked towards Hui Neng. At this time, Huineng's state was extremely bad, his face had changed from pale to flushed, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood. And the lightning strike wood in his hand, although it has gold, red, and yellow colors at this time, but on the body, there are more than a dozen cracks. The body of the stick, which was not strong in the first place, is even more fragile at this time, as if it will break at any time if you hold it hard.

"Old monk, come on, you can't die!"

Taking advantage of the time when the thunder was conceived again, Chen Shaofeng tried his best to break the shackles of the coercion of heaven and earth, and threw several things at Chao Huineng. These things include the lightning protection talisman left by the thunder beast to Chen Shaofeng, the 10,000-year-old spirit stone milk that instantly restores the spiritual power of the whole body, and the healing elixir from Shennongmen.

cough cough cough, take these things with great effort, Hui Neng was not polite, and directly swallowed the healing elixir, and I don't know how much the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Stone Milk was poured in. However, seeing that his face slowly returned to ruddy, it was not as scary as before.

"Boy, there is such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier? If you take it out early, can I learn from the technique, and strengthen the power of the lightning strike wood!"

Hearing this, Chen Shaofeng couldn't help but feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood. At this time, it has reached such a critical juncture, and this Hui Neng still has the mind to study the refining techniques on the lightning talisman. It's not the right time, it's not the right place. Second, the refining technique on this lightning talisman is used by the thunder beast. Naturally, these techniques can only be used by God, and even if they are studied by Huineng for thousands of eight hundred years, they will not be able to figure out anything. It may even cause you to go mad, maybe not.