Dressed in a golden ornate robe, the national teacher sits on the high platform in the middle, the position on the left is the king of the Western Desert, and the position on the right hand is empty, but everyone in the entire Western Desert knows that the position represents the ascetic, although the ascetic has passed away for many years, but the position left has never changed.

"National Teacher ......" opened his mouth, but the King of the Western Desert didn't know what to say after all.

When the national teacher passes, the power of the entire Western Desert will completely fall into his hands, and from now on, no one in the entire Western Desert will be able to override him, and from this point of view, it seems that he should be happy.

However, the existence of the national teacher is the strongest guardian of the entire Western Desert, so that he can not worry about any crisis at all, all troubles will be solved by the national teacher, and the death of the national teacher also means that this guardian saint who silently guards the entire Western Desert will disappear at the same time.

At this moment, Xi Mo's heart was really mixed, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

"The king doesn't have to worry, the leader of the cult has fallen, the entire cult has been hit hard, and in a few decades, there should be no more storms. "For the mind of the King of the Western Desert, the national teacher is very clear, and he doesn't care at all, the word power is said to see through, is it easy? The previous generation of the King of the Western Desert has passed away, and the current King of the Western Desert is still a little young after all.

Of course, this so-called youth is also relative, in fact, the current King of the Western Desert is already close to forty years old.

"But the Western Desert needs a national teacher. With a wry smile, the King of the Western Desert said softly, "After the fall of the ascetic, his heirs have never appeared, and now there is just some news, but I don't want to die in Zhongzhou, if the national teacher is not there, something happens, who else can help this king?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the normal state of people, as long as you can't break the shackles of the heavenly steps, sooner or later there will be this day, I have been delaying for ten years through the Spirit Pagoda, and I am tired, it's time to rest. With a faint smile on his face, the national teacher then said slowly, "The king doesn't have to worry, my Western Desert has many talents, and in time, there will inevitably be strong people to assist the king." ”

After a pause, the national teacher immediately commanded, "There is just one point, the king must remember that now that the Necromantic Emperor has reappeared, the Ancient Killing Domain may really have the possibility of reappearing! ”

In today's world, the biggest crisis lies in this, most of the really top powerhouses have set their sights on this, although they have their own interests, but in the treatment of this matter, it is surprisingly consistent.

"The national teacher can rest assured, this king has written it down. Nodding slightly, the King of the Western Desert replied softly, there may be something else that is slightly lacking, but he still has this kind of overall view.

"That's not all!" With a wry smile, the national teacher immediately shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, you remember that there is a premise for all this, that is, the Necromantic Emperor has not really returned to the world!"

What the national teacher said was extremely dignified, and there was no half-separate joke.

"What does the national teacher mean?" was slightly puzzled, and the King of the Western Desert asked in surprise.

"Since the Necromantic Emperor, there is no one in the world who dares to call the emperor, although the Necromantic Emperor is domineering, but its strength is far from being able to compete with anyone, even in the past, if it were not for the disappearance of the Necromantic Emperor, no one would dare to challenge the Ancient Killing Domain. If the Necromantic Emperor really came to the world...... Then you can only lie dormant to protect yourself, and you can't send yourself to death. ”

Although he had heard the horror of the Necromantic Emperor before, but these words came out of the mouth of the national teacher, and he still made the King of the Western Desert a little shocked! Just by one name, he can intimidate the world, such a person, how terrifying is it?

"Could it be that the Necromantic Emperor is really uncontrollable?"

"The king doesn't have to worry, in my opinion, the possibility of the Necromantic Emperor coming to the world is extremely small, if I don't guess wrong, the current Necromantic Emperor has reached a height that we can't imagine, and while having such terrifying power, it should also be suppressed, and it will be difficult to appear in the world at will. Shaking his head slightly, the national teacher said softly, "I said this, but just to prevent trouble, the king wrote it down." ”

"National Teacher, is there anything else you want to order?" Nodding solemnly, the King of the Western Desert sighed a little complicatedly and continued to ask.

"Life and death are fateful, everything should be in accordance with the sky, and after I presided over this last Fa discussion event, I will be able to go with peace of mind. Holding the golden bowl, the national teacher got up calmly, and his eyes unconsciously moved to the direction of the Fa Discussion Festival, and it was time for the official opening.

......... The red wolf fur was draped over his body, the long sword and wine jug at his waist were slowly moving eastward against the gale, his face was vaguely tired, but the steps under his feet still did not stop for half a minute.

"The spiritual power is still too weak, and you can't draw out the true dragon essence blood in the jade pendant at all. Lying on Fang Cun's shoulder, the little devil lazily reprimanded, "Strength, absolute strength is the king, although you are already very perverted, but after all, you have not yet reached the heavenly level, this thing is too difficult for you, if you want me to say, you still have to find a way to survive the catastrophe first." ”

"Now is not the time. Shaking his head slightly, Fang Cun said casually, "I always feel that I still owe something, and this kind of tribulation is not satisfactory." ”

For the little devil, Fang Cun didn't have anything to hide, and directly said the vague feeling in his heart.

His eyes froze slightly, and he pondered for a moment, and then the little devil said, "Boy, although this demon often says that you are too weak, even this demon has to admit that with your current strength, you are already very perverted, and now your Heavenly Tribulation is enough to bombard the peak of the ordinary Heavenly Rank, you still don't want to cross, how strong do you want to make the Heavenly Tribulation?"

This is not an exaggeration, and it is by no means a lie, in fact, when Fang Cun tried to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation at the main altar of the cult before, it had already made the little devil a little frightened, and that level of Heavenly Tribulation, even if it was as perverted as Fang Cun, was not dangerous, and at most it was only fifty percent certain.

If you continue to improve your realm and strength according to the meaning of Fang Cun, when you really need to cross the tribulation, the intensity of that tribulation is definitely enough to make people despair.

It's good to survive the catastrophe, but if it fails, then everything is over.

"How strong was the Necromantic Emperor when he crossed the tribulation?" Fang Cun did not answer directly, but asked such a question.

For a while, the little devil suddenly fell silent, and he no longer had the intention of persuading Fang to cross the catastrophe.

That's right, the reason why Fang Cun constantly presses his limits, even to this extent, is still unwilling to cross the catastrophe, in the final analysis, the reason is that the pressure is too much.

The Necromantic Emperor was like a mountain pressing on Fang Cun's body, and whenever he wanted to relax, he would force him to breathe.

Yes, compared to others, today's square inch is strong enough, even if it is now a catastrophe, it is already a pervert, and the benefits obtained are far from being comparable to ordinary heavenly ranks, and even when a master such as Xiaoyaozi is on the ground level, it is far less terrifying than Fang Cun.

However, the person he had to face was the Emperor of the Necromancy, who was amazingly brilliant and could be called the only god in the world!

Moreover, what Fang Cun has to do now is not just to catch up with the footsteps of the Necromantic Emperor, but to surpass, only in this way will he have a chance to break through.

"Before stepping into the Heavenly Steps, absorb the true dragon essence blood and unlock the first seal, you should barely be able to achieve the consummation you want. ”

There was silence for a few minutes before the little devil spoke again.

"Huh?" was slightly stunned, waiting for the little devil to continue to explain.

"Boy, do you know what the origin is?" asked the little devil as he jumped up from Fang Cun's shoulders and waved his wings.

Of course, in fact, he didn't mean to wait for an answer at all, and explained it on his own.

"If you want to break through the Heavenly Rank, the most important link is the Origin! Only by understanding the Law of the Origin can you open the shackles of the Heavenly Level. ”

Origin!

There is no doubt that this term is still a little unfamiliar to Fang Cun, and for a while, Fang Cun was also silent, and his mind flashed through the plot of the previous tribulation.

When he stepped into the ground steps, the heavenly thunder contained a trace of the breath of origin, and his body was also re-condensed with the power of thunder.

In other words, from what time...... I have already begun to come into contact with the power of the source, although it is very weak, even imperceptible, and unpredictable, but it is indeed the breath that belongs to the source.

"Whether it's absorbing the true dragon essence blood, or unlocking the first seal, it will be of great help to enlighten the origin, if you can really do it, then it is possible to use the Heavenly Tribulation to condense a trace of origin power! This should be what you want to pursue...... Complete!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Cun's heart suddenly felt a shock, the origin, it turned out that what he vaguely felt in his heart was missing, was it the perception of the origin?

The essence of opening the shackles of the Heavenly Rank lies in the comprehension of the Origin, and even most of the existence at the peak of the Heavenly Rank will not be able to understand what the Origin is until death!

"Boy, I have to warn you...... Once you truly comprehend the Origin Aura, then, when you step into the Heavenly Ladder, the Heavenly Tribulation will be strong to the point of a perversion, to be precise, it will be the real Tribulation of Destruction! The odds that you will be able to survive ...... Less than one percent! You'd better think clearly, it's still too late to regret it. ”

After telling Fang Cun about this, the little devil also clearly laid out the danger in it, and there was no trace of water in it.

Of course, in fact, Fang Cun can also guess that the origin that even the peak of the Heavenly Rank cannot be perceived, once he is at the Ground Level, he will realize it...... It is conceivable that the Heavenly Tribulation is only enough to bombard all the existence of the peak of the Heavenly Rank.

Such a catastrophe, should you really cross the past?

(To be continued)