Luo Fusheng tried to fight the Black Night Tiger for two rounds, but both ended in defeat.

His arm was scratched, and the wound was rotting and blackening, and the pain was excruciating.

Black Night Tiger's cultivation was already two whole realms higher than him, and with the fact that the Ten Directions were wiped out in his hands, he was definitely not the opponent of Black Night Tiger.

Fu Jiayan wanted to pull out the ten directions, but the blade was too sharp, and if he touched it slightly, he would be cut by the cold sword qi.

In desperation, he had no choice but to find another way.

He noticed that Luo Fusheng was firmly suppressed by the Black Night Tiger, and his mind turned sharply, and he opened his mouth and said to all directions: "Look at Luo Fusheng, he is injured, you hurry up and help him." ”

All directions are extinguished: "Lao Tzu's task is to watch you." ”

Fu Jiayan persisted in persuading: "It's all this time, what do you care about me?" The top priority is to save people, Luo Fusheng is your master, do you want to watch him be killed by the Black Night Tiger? ”

Annihilation in all directions: "The Black Night Tiger can't kill him." ”

"Why can't you kill it? The Black Night Tiger is a four-grade demon beast, and his cultivation is equivalent to a Yuanying monk, and with Luo Fusheng's cultivation during the foundation building period, it can only become its meal! ”

The old god of all directions said on the ground: "Who's plate is not certain. ”

Fu Jiayan wanted to persuade again, but saw Luo Fusheng not far away and began to undress.

Fu Jiayan couldn't help but sneer: "Is he planning to give up resistance and give up on himself completely?" ”

"He just didn't want to break his clothes." ”

That set of clothes was specially made by the master for Luo Fusheng, and Luo Fusheng was usually reluctant to wear it, so he kept it in the Qiankun bag. If it weren't for the fact that when he fought with the giant snake before, he turned into a broken clothes, so he wouldn't be willing to take out this suit and wear it.

Luo Fusheng folded his clothes and put them into the Qiankun bag, fine black scales appeared on the surface of his body, his pupils turned blood-red, two pointed horns appeared on the top of his head, and his limbs turned into sharp claws......

But in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a slender black Jiao.

Black Jiao flew in mid-air, and he opened his bloody mouth, revealing his sharp jagged fangs, and let out a deafening roar at the Black Night Tiger.

Seeing this scene, Fu Jiayan's face changed dramatically with fright.

He stammered, "Demons, monsters! Luo Fusheng is actually a monster! ”

The Black Jiao and the Black Night Tiger collided violently.

Neither side refused to retreat, the ground shook, a large number of trees fell, and the spirit beasts and demon beasts hiding nearby were all frightened and fled, and the originally clear sky was also covered with dark clouds.

In the end, Heixiao Tiger was slightly inferior, and was bitten off by Heijiao's neck and killed on the spot!

The black dragon opened its mouth wide and devoured the black tiger whole.

The four-grade demon beast contains extremely powerful demonic power, and these demonic powers are similar to spiritual power, which can help monks improve their cultivation, but the demonic power must be refined before it can be used by monks.

The black Jiao incarnates as a human.

Luo Fusheng quickly put on his clothes, meditated cross-legged, and began to refine the demonic power in his body.

Demonic power is continuously transformed into spiritual power.

Fu Jiayan lay on the ground, watching Luo Fusheng's cultivation rise rapidly.

From the early stage of foundation building, promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, and then the late stage......

Luo Fusheng's body glowed with a golden luster, but the aura in the sky was tumbling violently, and at the same time, the dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and there was a faint flash of electric light in the clouds.

Fu Jiayan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "He, he's going to get married?!" ”

After the foundation is built, there is the golden pill, when the golden pill is formed, the monk will definitely experience the thunder tribulation, only successfully survive the thunder tribulation, in order to officially enter the golden pill period, but if it fails, the light will be regressive, and the heavy will be scattered.

Therefore, it is an extremely important event for the monks, and it is necessary to be fully prepared before they can start it.

I didn't expect Luo Fusheng to dare to marry directly in this secret realm!

Isn't he afraid of being wiped out by thunder?!

In Luo Fusheng's dantian, the aura condensed into a golden pill, and fine and delicate lines appeared on the surface of the golden pill.

Generally speaking, the more lines on the surface of Jindan, the higher the quality of Jindan.

Jindan is divided into five grades, the worst is the first grade, and the best is the fifth grade.

But Luo Fusheng once heard the master say that in fact, above the five grades, there are six grades, and the Jindan that can become the sixth grade can no longer be called Jindan, but should be called Zidan.

Looking at the entire immortal cultivation world, there is no monk who can cultivate the sixth-grade purple pill so far.

Even Gu Yun and Bai Mianmian, who are known as geniuses, can only cultivate to the five-grade golden pill.

When Bai Mianmian said these words to Luo Fusheng, there was a little expectation in his eyes-

She was expecting Luo Fusheng to become the first six-grade purple pill in the past.

Luo Fusheng felt that the aura in the dantian had been exhausted, the golden pill had been formed, and the surface texture had reached the extreme, but he still didn't want to stop, continued to squeeze the last trace of spiritual energy, and continued to polish the golden pill.

From Fu Jiayan's point of view, he saw that Luo Fusheng's face was like gold paper, and his body was shaky, as if he was about to faint at any time.

Could it be that Luo Fusheng has failed?

If that's the case, great!

He wished that Luo Fusheng would fail, and it would be better to be annihilated by the thunderstorm on the spot!

Luo Fusheng clenched his fists, opened his eyes suddenly, and roared angrily at the sky.

The roar pierced the sky and shook the heavens and the earth.

And his body also skyrocketed with golden light!

Fu Jiayan's face changed, Luo Fusheng actually succeeded in marrying Dan!

At the same time, a heavenly thunder fell blatantly, impartially, and landed right on Luo Fusheng's body!

The clothes on Luo Fusheng's body were directly split to pieces.

He didn't have time to feel sorry for the clothes made by Shizun himself, and soon a second and third heavenly thunderbolts struck down.

Loud rumbling noises, one after another.

When the monks in the secret realm heard this, no matter what they were doing, they all stopped their movements and looked up at the direction where the thunder fell.

Someone exclaimed: "This is a thunderstorm!" Someone is in a secret realm! ”

Some bold monks immediately summoned their flying magic weapons and headed straight in the direction of the Thunder Tribulation.

Ordinary monks will suffer three thunder tribulations after forming a golden pill.

But if it is a heavenly spirit root, the number will be reversed, and when Gu Yun and Bai Mianmian were in the knot, they both suffered six thunder tribulations.

But at this moment, Luo Fusheng's body has more than six thunder tribulations.

When the seventh thunder tribulation fell, all the monks were shocked.

Even Fu Jiayan couldn't believe it.

"It's just a knot, why are there seven thunder tribulations?!"

He looked into Luo Fusheng's gaze as if he were looking at a terrifying monster.

Luo Fusheng had been struck by the thunderstorm and knelt on one knee, his body was shaky, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the surface of his skin was full of thin red blood marks, as if his body would crack open in the next moment.

All directions are extinguished, and the secret screams are not good.

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