Seeing everyone's blue faces, as if they were very resentful, Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief and added: "Your goal is to become a saint, don't worry, you stay in this realm for ten days and half a month, even if you don't want to upgrade, you will upgrade, it's that simple." ”

"Really?"

Several people were amazed. This saint tribulation is said to be difficult to pass, and ten out of ten monks will fall because they can't get by, otherwise, in the past ten thousand years, only one saint will appear in this world, which will make the monks of the heavens and all worlds boil.

Everyone saw the dawn of cultivation and abandoned the previous idea of being drunk and dreaming of death. They work hard, they move forward, however, the Holy King is their end, and no one can survive it safely.

It wasn't until the exit of the Holy King World that the desperate monk was given a way out. There is a random servant here, all of whom are cultivators of the Saint King Realm.

The cultivation that was originally terrifying and desperate, but at this time, this woman told them that they could upgrade by sleeping easily.

Isn't their past effort a joke?

"Giggle......" Venerable Qinglian seemed to enjoy everyone's silly appearance, covering his mouth and chuckling, "Of course it's true, this realm is different from other realms, it is an active world, there is a core beating in the depths of the earth's core, and a massive amount of spiritual energy will be released at midnight, which can help the monk quickly break through the Saint King barrier." ”

"And there is a solid thirty-three layers of Heavenly Rank Protective Barrier on the periphery of this world, which can offset ninety percent of the Holy Tribulation damage. ”

"So, even if you are stupid as a pig's five-attribute garbage spirit root, you can easily break through without too much effort. ”

The people who got the explanation breathed a sigh of relief on their faces, as long as they can break through and not die under the Holy Tribulation, the future will be the same life as heaven and earth, the sun and the moon will shine together, immortal and immortal, this kind of day comparable to the legendary gods, just imagination can be exciting.

Venerable Qinglian tidied up his appearance, and continued to add solemnly and earnestly: "Of course, if you have gains, you will lose something, and you will be requisitioned by the Holy Realm for the next ten thousand years to resist the dangers outside the thirty-three days. ”

"Will there be any danger for so long, like death? ”

Wu Hai asked nervously.

Venerable Qinglian glanced at him obliquely, "Hmph, as a strong man, is it appropriate to be greedy for life and afraid of death? Whether you want to die or live depends entirely on your ability." ”

"If you can survive in such an environment, it is not impossible to become a creator god. ”

Everyone deliberately choked, the three words "God of Creation" carried a lot of weight, where did they dare to have such great ambitions?

It's just that the blood in this body is boiling in an instant, and I can't wait to immediately rush forward with the golden sword, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Among the five people present, only Lan Ling was not confused by this big pie, and was still indifferent and detached.

Qinglian frowned a little displeased, she had said such lines seven or eight times, and every time she could move herself to the point that she couldn't do it, others would inevitably be infected.

This woman's performance is a bit of a waste of her carefully thought out lines.

Stiffening her waist, she stared at Lan Ling deadly, "Take off the hat, we don't need someone to hide their heads and tails here." ”

"Are Your Holiness sure?"

"I'm pretty sure. Hurry up, don't grind. ”

"Well, as you wish!"

The moment the black gauze hat was taken off, Qinglian's whole face turned pale, and she couldn't stop shaking her head and retreating, "No, no, no, it's impossible, why are you still alive?

In the last sentence, she said that she was so uncomfortable and uneasy, as if the woman in front of her was shocking and terrifying, and it was unbearable to look at directly.

"Hmph! A slut like you is not dead, how can I die. ”

When the four of them saw Lan Ling's face, they gasped together, which was somewhat similar to Qinglian's horror.

It's just that they were amazed, but Qinglian was frightened.

How can it be described as a face, so beautiful that it makes people sigh, I can't help but think, how can such a prosperous beauty exist in this world?

The hat in Lan Ling's hand was gently tossed by her, and flew away like a parabola, hanging on a blooming pear blossom tree.

His lips opened slightly, and he spat out a shocking sentence, "Get down on your knees!"

"What? and kneel again!"

One of the four monks screamed.

The other three looked at him suspiciously, for unknown reasons.

The monk swallowed dryly, and explained with some difficulty, "This Lan Daoyou, when she signed up, she once asked the Venerable Mengtian of the Hongmeng Great World to kneel, and she is the master of Mengtian. ”

"When did this happen? I missed such a great news. ”

"No wonder! No wonder I saw people on the street bullying the child of God, saying that he was the son of a slave. I didn't understand it at the time, but it was so. ”

Several monks no longer dared to look at Lan Ling with contempt at this time.

Her minions pulled out at random, all of them were Saint King cultivators.

Who can handle this?

At this time, the invincible Qinglian was already obedient like a cat, prostrate on the ground to greet Lan Ling,

"Congratulations on the glorious return of the master, congratulations on the rebirth of the master!"

Lan Ling circled around Qinglian, and said slowly: "Qinglian, Qinglian, my good Lian'er, I underestimated you at the beginning, I didn't expect you to be so capable, I have no eyes!"

"Master, the slave is so scared that I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"You don't need to know, you just need to know a little bit, you can go and die. ”

"Master spare your life! It's not a pity for the slave to die, please make it clear, don't let the slave be a fool, please!"

Qinglian kept kowtowing, obviously frightened.

Lan Ling's prestige is not in vain, I think at the beginning, she didn't follow around to watch the jokes of others.

How could she have thought that one day, she would also become the object of being viciously rectified by the blue spirit, or she would be given death indiscriminately, how could she accept it?

The stronger the desire to survive, the more fierce this action of begging for mercy will be, Qinglian Venerable is a good beauty, stunned because she can't stop kowtowing, her hair is scattered like a crazy demon, her forehead is bruised and bleeding, she looks pitiful, like a different person.

"Ahem...... Lan Daoyou, Venerable Qinglian offended you just now, the crime will not lead to death, so spare her once!"

Wu Hai couldn't bear to step forward to plead.

The rest of the people also agreed, "Yes, yes, you have a lot of adults, why bother to be like a little minion." Let her go!"

"If you knew what this slut had done, you wouldn't have been so helpful. ”

"Today, she must die!"

"Go ahead, after dozens of sounds, in this world, I don't want to see you alive. ”

Lan Ling's tone was so firm that Venerable Qinglian was disheartened.