"This ...... How could my primordial spirit form a golden phoenix? This is too unbelievable!" Even though Murong Qingshui had extensive experience and superior wisdom, he was so shocked that he couldn't find any reasonable explanation. Maybe she already has the blood of the ancient phoenix clan in her body, who knows? In short, her primordial spirit has also been successfully condensed and formed, and it is also a golden phoenix, which is ridiculous. This kind of thing, no matter how good the state of mind is, it is difficult to accept this fact for a while.

In fact, Murong Qingshui's situation is not an exception, and it is still universal, for the power of the Spirit God Realm, it is not surprising at all, whether it is any shape and nature of the Gathering Shape Yuan Shen, it is not important, whether it is an immortal, a god, a divine beast, or a human form, once he enters the Spirit God Realm level, he has been freed from the shackles of life and death, and his life will be endless.

The steaming golden mist seems to be getting more and more intense, and the degree of blazing heat is also rising, but the pain and suffering caused by it is weakened a lot, the mist gradually blends with the flesh and blood, meridians, and most of them are absorbed by the formed primordial spirit, the miniature version of Yun Wuya and the fist-sized golden phoenix, although the volume has not increased, it seems to be more full and condensed, no longer a phantom, however, there is still a considerable distance from the realm of detachment and free retraction.

Here, time seems to have been lost, as if it has been a hundred years, maybe only in an instant, the only thing that can be felt is their own flesh and bones, being repeatedly tempered inch by inch by these golden fog bodies, the expressions of the two of them no longer seem so tense and tormented, becoming quiet and soothing. The true yuan power flowing in the meridians also quietly transformed into spiritual power, gradually becoming more and more pure and majestic.

This "clear qi" is really extraordinary, so mysterious that it is difficult to understand, comparable to the qi of the immortals, which seems to be full of infinite changes in spirituality, which can be based on each person's talents, foundations, and attributes...... The reshaping that varies from person to person allows people to enter the realm of transcendence and transcendence, and step into the flow of immortals.

As the speed of absorption by the two of them became faster and faster, the golden liquid suddenly boiled violently, and streams of golden water poured into the bodies of the two people at an astonishing speed.

In the depths of the whirlpool, the aperture of dozens of zhang is gradually shrinking, but it is more dense and condensed, and the viscous "clear air" is like a dignified water flow, and a subtle uproar sound quietly sounds......

Unconsciously, Yun Wuya and Murong Qingshui were already at the bottom of this river pool, and they held on for three days, breaking the record in the history of Bixue Peak. As time passed, the whole river was churning and rolling, as if the pressure was converging towards one area, which was enough to make people feel terrifying and terrifying.

The more and more terrifying pressure has caused a trace of blood mist to seep out of the pores of the two people at the bottom of the pool, although it is not a big problem for the time being, but if you continue to persevere, the pressure that is constantly increasing will definitely reach a rather terrifying level.

Opportunities and risks coexist, and the sky will never fall good things for no reason, the kind of broken bones and flesh again and again, its heart-rending pain, not the people of great perseverance can bear. The process of constant birth and death enhancement is repeatedly metamorphosing from the inside out, and a new special power is constantly breeding, spreading to the limbs and bones, and every inch of skin and pores.

Every day here is equivalent to the results of ten or twenty years of cultivation in the outside world, or even longer. This is already a very terrifying number, of course, not only that, but the "Yiqing Qi", which is comparable to the qi of the fairy, is even more magical, not only can condense the illusory primordial spirit, but also produce a nourishing effect.

Time passed quietly at the bottom of the river, and in the blink of an eye, six days had passed, and there was still silence under the whirlpool, if it weren't for the existence of life information, I wondered if the two of them had been squeezed into crumbs of flesh and mud by that terrible energy, and turned into nothing.

On the surrounding cliffs outside the river pool, there were more and more core disciples who came to watch, and in the end, they couldn't even find a place to stand. Those disciples had been sitting on the platform at the edge of the river, their expressions were full of extreme shock and amazement, because they had all personally experienced the horror of this river pool, and it was hard to imagine the horror of the central whirlpool, and these two people had been holding on to it for six days, and there was still no sign of breaking the water.

Above the river pool, the figures of Fang Tiange and Deputy Peak Master Ji had been suspended in mid-air without moving, their eyes were firmly locked on the whirlpool below, and they did not move away for a moment, their faces faintly showed a little nervousness and solemnity, the performance of these two little guys had far exceeded their initial expectations.

"It's all up to this...... Or are you not?" Fang Tiange stroked his white beard, but there was a hint of surprise and relief in his voice that was difficult to hide.

"Bixue Peak finally has another demon coming out, but we have to temporarily block this news and give those old guys a big surprise at the Seven Peaks Competition. Deputy Peak Master Ji said with a gloomy smile, secretly feeling extremely relieved that he had such a demonic inheritance disciple.

With the extraordinary abilities of the two peak masters, they can naturally faintly sense the situation at the bottom of the whirlpool, especially after the Yuan Shen gathers, the vitality exuded is growing stronger and stronger day by day. And the pressure below is getting bigger and bigger at the same time, I really don't know how long it will continue?

According to the news from the various peaks, those disciples who participated in the Hechi Quenching Body were not able to survive for more than two days, and none of them were able to reach the realm of the Yuan Shen Gathering Form, that is to say, among the personal disciples of the entire Holy Mountain, there was still not a single Spirit God Realm powerhouse.

When the seventh day came, the center of the whirlpool was still calm, and the two people at the bottom of the river still showed no sign of coming out. In order to block the news, all the spectators in the canyon crack at this time, except for the personal disciples, have been dispersed.

Qianzhu Peak, suspended in the center of the river pool in mid-air, on a platform, a slender shadow sat quietly with her eyes closed, and the surging breath of the river pool diffused out, surrounding her body, like a light smoke and mist, looking like a trace of ethereal rhyme.

A slight sound of breaking wind was heard, causing her brow to frown slightly.

"Sister!" With a crisp whisper, Feng Xin, who was dressed in a light yellow dress, fell lightly on the platform.

"You've only been quenching your body for a short time, why don't you concentrate on consolidating your cultivation?" Feng Susu opened her eyes slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Feng Xin, whose expression was a little abnormal; "Is there something wrong?"

"Sister, do you remember the Murong Qingshui I mentioned to you last time?" Feng Xin said with a solemn face.

Feng Susu raised her hand and stroked the hair that was scattered between her sideburns, and thought for a moment, "The woman you said refused to join Qianzhu Peak and ended up in Bixue? What, did you go to challenge her?"

It's just that she's a newcomer, and she's actually qualified to quench the body of Hechi. Feng Xin snorted coldly.

"What's so strange about this, with her qualifications and potential, it is reasonable to be able to become a personal disciple, what does it have to do with you, as for why you are so entangled?" Feng Susu smiled without a little surprise at this.

"Sister only knows how to concentrate on cultivation for a day, but she doesn't know that this Murong Qingshui has been persevering at the bottom of the river pond for eight days, and he is simply not human!" The slender hands like phoenix heart sheep fat and jade shook it, and the silver teeth were bitten together.

"Well, there is such a thing, the news you heard there?" Feng Susu's calm face, like a secluded pool, finally appeared a slight imperceptible fluctuation, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes; "It's pure hearsay, is it possible?"

She has also experienced the quenching of the river pool, Feng Susu naturally knows the terrible pressure at the bottom of the river pool, she also tried her best, and only lasted less than two days, the Yuan Shen just gathered to half, has completely broken through the tolerable bottom limit, if you force it to go down, I don't know what terrible consequences will happen, this kind of risk is not everyone has the courage to bear.

Despite this, this impressive achievement is no match among the personal disciples of the various peaks. Now, it's unbelievable to hear that someone has been able to surpass her results, and to have persevered for an astonishing eight days.

"The source of the news is very reliable, and it was quietly passed on by a few core disciples that we secretly wooed, so there should be no falsehood. Feng Xin assured with certainty.

Hearing this, Feng Susu thought about it with a slight frown, and smiled gracefully, "Maybe it's really something, right?! However, the river pool of Bixue Peak is not comparable to my Qianzhu Peak at all, and there is also a considerable gap between the pressure caused by the two. Of course, being able to stick to it for eight days is also extremely good, and it is qualified for me to pay attention to it. ＂

"That's true! but...... Feng Xin's expression did not stretch, he hesitated slightly, gritted his silver teeth and said, "This Murong Qingshui has not yet come out!"

"What?" Feng Susu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then stood up with a "swish", and the water of the surrounding river set off rare waves.

"That's it!" Feng Susu's pretty face was solemn, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes; "If this news is true, Bi Xue Feng has really picked a demon this time, but if she wants to rely on her strength alone, it is a little whimsical to reverse Bi Xue Feng's weakness." ＂

"In the history of the entire holy mountain, in the quenching body of the river pool, the best result has only lasted for four days, eight days, what kind of thought, could it be that it is made of diamond iron? Isn't it that it has already been squeezed into meat crumbs, so no one has come out!" Feng Xin did not question the authenticity of the news, but this kind of unbelievable thing made people have to give birth to random conjectures.