Finally, Jiang Xiaoman eliminated all the humanoid thunder tribulations, the clouds began to dissipate, Jiang Xiaoman fell to the ground, his body was like a broken frame, and he began to repair his body, and the power of the judgment turned into a transparent color, more explosive than the previous nine-colored color, more weird, more hidden, and more destructive, this time the tribulation was Jiang Xiaoman's most difficult one, seven blood crystals and two drops of natal essence blood were beaten, and there were still two blood crystals left, which shows how sinister this time the tribulation is.

A vision suddenly appeared in the sky, countless white-clothed fairies held glowing flower baskets in their hands, countless fairy petals sprinkled on the land of fate, the heavenly fairy music sounded, the heaven and earth were filled with a strong fairy breath, Jiang Xiaoman's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, he felt this refreshing fairy spirit, and stretched his waist comfortably, but immediately, his face changed, and he looked coldly at the white palace that gradually dissipated in the air.

The Nine Heavens Fairy felt the breath of the fairy, and her intuitive body was comfortable, this was the breath of the fairy world, but then her face changed, and she looked up at the air coldly, just like Jiang Xiaoman, she noticed that there was a trace of the immortal spirit imprint in it, it seemed, it was a kind of tracking mark, if she didn't have a pure fairy body, she would have noticed the slightest strange breath, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to find it, but now even if she notices it, it's useless, she can't get rid of it at all.

The saint's face was ugly and she directly operated the power of fate, enveloping her whole body, isolating all the immortal qi, and looked at Jiang Xiaoman with worry in her eyes, what should I do? He must have also been traced, do you want to help him get rid of it? But the hall master said that all this is his life, no one can interfere, no one can grasp his fate, even the hall master can't deduce his fate, and with a leisurely sigh, the saint turned around and left, this is fate, and it is also a catastrophe.

Jiang Xiaoman does not have the body of a fairy, but he has the experience of being tracked by the divine sense, especially his mental strength, he issued a dangerous warning for the first time, he used his strength to forcibly erase the trace of the divine soul mark, his eyebrows were full of haze, and there was a faint conjecture in his mind, could it be that this heavenly tribulation was not descended by the Heavenly Dao, but the masterpiece of the Heavenly Dao Temple? After all, it is impossible for the Heavenly Dao to trace the imprint, and there are obviously traces of man-made here.

There was a trace of uneasiness in his heart, is this transparent ruling power reliable? Could it be that it has also been marked? He used his mental strength to check back and forth countless times before he put his mind at ease, it should not be, the Heavenly Dao Temple may be very strong, and even be able to control some of the Heavenly Tribulations to threaten the true Heavenly Dao, but presumably there is no ability to track the imprint in the power of the ruling, otherwise the Heavenly Dao would have been replaced a long time ago, but what does this kind of imprint do under the Heavenly Dao Divine Highness? Is it only for himself or for everyone? His mind was clouded, but he couldn't find a clue.

Above the Nine Heavens, a tall and majestic figure sat on the throne of a large hall, exuding wisps of avenue marks all over his body, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and a purple-robed silver-haired young man was prostrate at his feet, "Lord Hall, the tracking mark has been cast three pieces, and as expected, one of them has been directly blocked by the Holy Maiden of Destiny, and the two of them have been successfully located." ”

The majestic figure said majestically: "Then let people intercept and bring those two people back, but remember not to step into the land of fate, we are not ready to start a war with the Temple of Destiny, that old thing is hidden very deeply, definitely more than the strength on the surface." ”

"Yes, sir. The purple-robed young man bowed down, and when he was about to withdraw, his face suddenly changed: "How is this possible?"

There was a hint of displeasure in the tone of the towering figure: "What is the fuss about?"

The purple-robed young man was surprised and said, "One of the marks has been erased. ”

The majestic figure let out an 'oh' and became interested: "Interesting!"

The purple-robed young man guessed, "Could it be that the Holy Maiden of Destiny took action to erase the mark?"

The towering figure sneered: "Impossible, that old thing in the Temple of Fate is the most taboo about cause and effect, and will definitely not easily interfere with anyone's fate." ”

The purple-robed young man frowned: "However, this batch of Destiny Sons is only the so-called demigod cultivation at most, how can it be possible to erase the mark of the God Emperor-level powerhouse?"

The majestic figure was silent for a moment, "Then there is only one possibility, this little guy who erased the mark has a half-step detached elder, who left a soul clone on him, and forcibly erased it after discovering the tracking mark, the competition for the children of fate over the years is very cruel, and some half-step detached strong people will leave a soul clone on the spoiled juniors, which is used to save his life at a critical moment, this kind of thing is not uncommon." ”

The purple-robed young man suddenly realized: "Then what should we do now?"

"Send demigod-level people to the Ten Thousand Realms Passage to capture the little guy with the mark, our Heavenly Dao Temple needs this kind of person with immortal aura, remember, send more people, but don't send god-level powerhouses, before you officially tear your face with the Temple of Destiny, there are some rules that you still have to follow." ”

"Yes, Lord of the Hall, my subordinates retire. The purple-robed young man retreated.

The majestic figure muttered to himself: "The immortal qi, such a wonderful power, if I can study the effect of the immortal qi, I may be able to go further." ”

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the clouds of calamity gathered in the sky again, and sighed, the physical calamity has just passed, this cultivation calamity is coming again, just come together, the holy woman's expression is extremely strange, she suddenly felt that she couldn't see through Jiang Xiaoman's earth-shattering cultivation, there were two waves in succession, why did it come again, she simply didn't leave, just see how many tribulations Jiang Xiaoman was going to do, this was too strange.

Cultivation is the easiest tribulation for Jiang Xiaoman, anyway, it is all ninety-nine heavenly tribulation, and cultivation is the weakest, he didn't even stand up when he crossed the tribulation, sitting lazily on the ground, looking like he was lacking in interest, so that the saint couldn't see through him even more.

But then Jiang Xiaoman became excited, Nima, this is the Heavenly Dao Tribulation, it is the Heavenly Dao Tribulation that cheated and begged him to destroy the Heavenly Dao Temple, it is a very pleasant thing to cross its Tribulation, there is no danger, the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, and it is also very cooperative to give it a transparent Tribulation Thunder, so that he can fully absorb the power of transformation and ruling, it can be seen how far the Heavenly Dao is oppressed by the Heavenly Dao Temple.

Jiang Xiaoman's fart rushed into the thundercloud, the saint couldn't see how to cross the catastrophe, she could only leave a little stupidly, Jiang Xiaoman was under the cover of the catastrophe cloud, very happily lying on the robbery cloud, enjoying the transparent thunder robbery left and right, and took the initiative to drill into his body, he only needed to run the thunder god to continuously transform, Jiang Xiaoman was happy to have a ten times and eight times a day, if it wasn't for the fact that Tiandao didn't pay attention to him, he planned to cut off the head of the chicken with Tiandao, drink blood wine, and worship the master.

The vigorous eighty-one calamities passed without danger or danger, and the power of the ruling was also transformed into fifty percent, Jiang Xiaoman was extremely satisfied with the performance of the Heavenly Dao, and said very generously: "Don't worry, as long as I have enough ability, I will definitely get rid of the Heavenly Dao Temple first, they actually gave me a tracking mark, now we are allies, and there will be two more such tribulations in the future." ”

Tiandao didn't know if he didn't hear it, or he didn't want to pay attention to him, so he left quietly, maybe he didn't want to see Jiang Xiaoman's cheap face, he walked very fast, Jiang Xiaoman didn't have time to cultivate a relationship with it, and see if he could benefit from it, Tiandao had already disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even leave a single cloud of calamity, which made him feel very good about the cow.

Somewhat lost and returned to the ground, Jiang Xiaoman began to look for Qin Mengyao, but he didn't find it after a few turns, but he sensed the Liusheng Absolute Knife and them, he quickly relied on the induction between the soul power to run in the direction of the Liusheng Absolute Knife, after surviving the Supreme Tribulation, his strength was at least twice as strong as before, and his strength was gradually moving closer to the power of a domain, and it had reached the power of nine hundred zhang, even if he couldn't get the Holy Son of Destiny this time, he had no regrets, at least his cultivation finally reached the Supreme, and he still jumped to the peak of the Supreme all of a sudden.

The next thing is to comprehend the law as much as possible, fortunately, the gourd has been obtained by him, this is a shortcut to quickly obtain the power of the law, after his continuous refining, and finally established a connection with the gourd, although now it is only less than one-tenth, but the killing refining medicine is enough.