Tan Zhen sat on the surface of the sea, completely immersed in the mysterious state of mind, breathing and breathing, constantly absorbing Hongmeng purple qi, and the sea of qi was further filled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Luo was worried, but he didn't expect Tan Zhen to turn back again. Fortunately, the rich Hongmeng purple qi hid himself, and Tan Zhen didn't find out.

Inside the body, the violent energy generated by the confrontation between Hongmeng Purple Qi and Haoran Qi constantly rushed out of the Haoran Sea, and the severe pain spread from the heart to the whole body, and the flesh was unbearable.

Tan Zhen was not far away, he couldn't make a sound, he could only endure it.

Time passed little by little, however, the Hongmeng purple qi on the sea surface did not decrease in the slightest.

In the sky, Shen Peng was opening his huge beak and sucking it up.

Shenpeng's white feathers gradually changed, showing a faint purple color from the inside out.

With the continuous absorption of the Heart Guarding Spirit Array, the Hongmeng purple air flowed through the whole body, the internal organs were replenished, and Ling Luo's shriveled and emaciated body gradually became fuller, and his complexion was purple and purple.

Burnt skin, wounds to lungs, exploding blood...... Miraculously healed, and the scars on his body gradually fell off.

New skin grows, smooth and delicate, like a baby, and there is no scar in sight.

Bathed in Hongmeng purple qi, his physical body is undergoing a transformation.

On Qiuchen Mountain, the earth's qi collapsed, Ling Luo's body changed, and he entered a period of death quenching.

After experiencing the collapse of the heavenly thunder, under the healing of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Ling Luo entered the second stage of death quenching.

Ling Luo's body has undergone a completely different change and has become stronger.

The always lazy face has also undergone subtle changes, and it seems that there is a little more fortitude.

Ling Luo Yuanjue probed into the Haoran Sea, and the Hongmeng purple qi was increasing one by one, constantly filling the Haoran Sea.

In the vast sea, huge waves are still rolling.

Just like a basin of cold water poured into an oil pot, the strong Haoran Qi could not accept the soft Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the violent energy generated by the confrontation did not stop for a moment.

Every muscle in Ling Luo's body was in severe pain, and his face was already twisted to hideous.

Suddenly, the lower blade on his back came out of its scabbard and flew into the air. I saw thousands of strands of Hongmeng purple qi, wrapped around the blade of the lower string, pulling it to the front of Lingluo.

The tip of the sword aimed at Ling Luo's heart and inserted it, and in an instant, a large amount of blood flowed out.

The blade of the lower string broke free violently, but it was entangled by Hongmeng's purple qi, forcibly inserted into Ling Luo's body, and inserted into the vast sea.

Ling Luo's muscles spasmed, but he always gritted his teeth and couldn't bear the sound of gnawing.

At the moment, the body is completely uncontrollable, and once Tan Zhen is alarmed, the consequences are unimaginable.

Ling Luo looked inwardly at the Haoran Sea, and the killing intent of the lower string blade roared, turning into a black flame dragon, flying almost frantically in the Haoran Sea, shuttling quickly in no direction.

The black flame dragon slammed into the aura of Haoran, rushed out again, turned the dragon's head, and plunged into the purple qi of Hongmeng, stirring indiscriminately.

"Roaring ......"

Bursts of dragon roars echoed in the vast sea.

Shenpeng, Tan Zhen, Ling Luo. The three were bathed in Hongmeng purple gas, standing still, and time passed quietly.

A month and a half passed, and a huge amount of Hongmeng purple qi was absorbed by Shenpeng and finally began to thin.

In the falling Haoran Sea, the Hongmeng purple gas carried has reached the limit. He pondered, if the Haoran Sea was completely filled, would he be able to open up the spiritual veins and cultivate Xuanqi.

Hongmeng's purple qi finally dissipated, and the glimmer of light on the horizon suddenly rose, and the scorching sunlight rushed over, making people unable to open their eyes.

The Heart-Protecting Spirit Gathering Array regained its calm, but the vast sea was still violent, and the two forces were incompatible with each other and pushed each other.

These two forces, but they are comparable, evenly matched.

Eventually, they became a little calmer.

Haoran's qi is colorless, chasing each other with Hongmeng's purple qi. It was as if two yin and yang fish, chasing each other's tails, turned into a purple and clear Taiji diagram, slowly rotating in the Haoran Sea.

The blade of the lower string restrained its killing intent and lay calmly in the Hongmeng purple qi, like the fish's eyes of the Ziqing Taiji diagram.

Tan Zhen sat on the surface of the sea, his face moved slightly, and he came back to his senses from the perception of breaking the realm.

For a hundred years, the restlessness of repairing to be stuck in the bottleneck has been swept away. At this moment, his momentum soared, like a sword that had just been opened, and it was terrifying.

Today's Tan Zhen can easily kill a monk of the first order of the sea break, and he is stronger than Xiao Zhengqing.

Tan Zhen opened his eyes suddenly, the sea was empty, and he found Ling Luo, looking at it fiercely.

"Thief, you can still not die!"

Tan Zhen quickly killed Ling Luo, this madman can be regarded as an outstanding figure of the younger generation, but he hurt my beloved apprentice, and no matter how talented he is, he has to pay with his life.

Tan Zhen's wide robe and big sleeves swayed aura, and slapped it towards Ling Luo.

Ling Luo had just balanced the two qi in his body, and when he saw Tan Zhen's surprise attack, he hurriedly dodged.

There is a huge disparity in strength, Tan Zhen's speed is too fast, and in the blink of an eye, a palm slapped in front of him......

Seeing that he couldn't hide, in a hurry, Ling Luo threw a punch to resist.

"Bang ......"

There was a violent impact on his arm, and Ling Luo was slapped into the sea with tremendous force.

After a long time, he surfaced, he stabilized his breath and said in his heart:

Being able to receive a blow from the master makes the body stronger.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being reborn, and the second stage of death quenching!

Ling Luo no longer panicked, but sank his divine thoughts into the vast sea......

In the Haoran Sea, the Ziqing Taiji Diagram was slowly turning, and he tried to transport these two forces out.

Tan Zhen snorted coldly and punched again. Just broke through the third order of breaking through the sea, it was the time when the momentum was climbing to the top, how could he put a little monk in his eyes?

"Ahh

Ling Luo let out a loud shout, clenched his fists, and jumped out of the sea.

Tan Zhen's figure flashed and disappeared, and the next moment he appeared below Ling Luo, punching Ling Luo in the chest.

The giant force threw Ling Luo into the air, becoming a black dot above the nine heavens.

"Wow!"

Shen Peng let out a long roar.

It absorbed Hongmeng purple qi, suddenly turned its huge body, and smashed it on Shen Peng's back with an unsuspecting Ling Luo, its chest was punctured by Shen Peng's fluff, and a cloud of blood smeared open.

Legend of the mountains and seas.

There is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know its thousands of miles, angry and flying, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

In the vast world, Shenpeng Zhong was born from Shenxiu, and on Shenpeng's back, Ling Luo felt more and more small as an ant.

The ancient giant bird, Peng, is like a continent floating in the air, and the ancient giant whale - Kun, is extremely huge.

I once saw Kun, and at this moment Peng was at his feet, and a question appeared in my mind. Different from the legend of the mountains and seas, "Kun turns into a bird", Kun and Peng are two different divine beasts, one dives deep into the nine shadows, and the other soars for nine days.

Ling Luo raised his eyes and looked around, the feathers of Shenpeng were as hard as iron, huge as a ship, like a stone forest pointing to the sky on land. Each feather has countless dense fluffs, which are extremely hard after being tempered by purple qi, like countless long swords, intertwined with each other.

When Ling Luo fell, although he avoided the main stem of the feathers, he was pierced by these fluffs with countless holes, and the blood flowed down the fluff, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

At this moment, Haoran Hai suddenly became powerful, and the two qi of Zi Qing poured out completely uncontrollably, and the Qi of Haoran destroyed all the way, shattering Ling Luo's spiritual veins again, while the purple qi was gently repaired, so that the wound healed quickly.

Destruction and healing interact, Ling Luo's body trembled involuntarily, just a few breaths, difficult, but as long as a whole year.

Tan Zhen landed lightly on Shen Peng's back, holding the sword in his hand, and walked towards Ling Luo step by step.

"I will take your life today, and the first sword after breaking the rank will be sharpened by you!"

As soon as the fairy sword came out, Ling Luo's body couldn't fight it.

Ling Luo had no weapons available, staggered to his feet, shouted, and rushed over.

The spiritual veins reshaped by Hongmeng's purple qi were enough to withstand the violent aura of Haoran.

Haoran's qi and Hongmeng purple qi flowed all over his body along the spiritual veins, and a piece of purple light penetrated from his skin, and Ling Luo stepped into the spiritual source realm......

Once a mortal stepped into the Spirit Source Realm, he was no longer a mortal, but a true Xuanqi monk.

From this moment on, Ling Luo embarked on the vast immortal path......

In ancient times, there was too much emptiness to comprehend the way of heaven, and the food style and dew did not eat grains. Xuan thaumaturgy is the art of seizing heaven and earth, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and refining the body lightly.

Xuan, the heavens are also mysterious, the heavens are not seen, the earth is invisible, and people are mysterious.

The way of heaven is silent, there is no room for rules, it is unfathomable, unfathomable, it is still humanized, and it cannot be known.

Strange, strange, unexpected, unpredictable.

Life is also the beginning of life, and death is also the beginning of life, who knows its discipline! The life of a person is also the gathering of qi. Gathering is life, and scattering is death. Death and life are disciples, and all things are one. What is beautiful is magical, and what is evil is rotten. Stinky rot reverts to magic, and magic reverts to skunk.

"The Book of Immortals" says: People have three wonders, essence, qi, gods, and secrets.

The Taixu Zhiren has long been annihilated in the long river of time, but the metaphysical thaumaturgy has been passed down to this day and is becoming more and more prosperous. In today's secluded world, there are 8,800 schools of immortals, and there are countless casual cultivators all over the mountains and wilderness.

Tan Zhen's eyes became solemn, and the enemy's momentum was rising.

"It's a pity that you're still not my opponent. ”

In the Haoran Sea, a violent force and a peaceful force rushed out, violently impacting the spiritual veins, from the heart to the limbs, a large circulation, and the spiritual veins of the whole body were instantly pierced.

The first breath, the first level of spiritual source, the spiritual source Mahayana......

Ziqing's twin qi scrambled to impact the spiritual vein, and the first cultivation was shackled, and it was penetrated, and Ling Luo stepped into the wind realm in an instant.

In the second breath, the realm is still rising, riding the wind at the beginning level, riding the wind Mahayana......

Monk Xuanqi started from the first order of the Spirit Source Realm, and the time required for each level to ascend was one year for the fast and several years for the slow, and he had never seen such a fast advance speed.

Even if Tan Zhen himself had the elixir provided by the Immortal Gate, it took him a full ten years from the spiritual source to the wind.

Then to the Sinking Sea Realm, and then to the Divine Mind breaking through the sea, it took him another seventy years.

Then stopped at the third order of breaking the sea, there was no progress in the past hundred years, if it were not for the purple qi today, the breakthrough step was far away.

In the third breath, Ling Luo's divine thoughts sank into the Haoran Sea, and the second cultivation shackles were broken, and then he stepped into the Shenhai Realm.

"This ......" Tan Zhen was stunned! This madman stepped into three realms within three breaths.

It took Tan Zhen eighty years to reach the realm, and Ling Luo only took three breaths.

Haoran Qi has been accumulated for thousands of years, and the huge amount of Hongmeng Purple Qi is the supreme auspicious omen in the world.

It was this purple and clear two qi that Ling Luo broke through one after another, and he already had the foundation of Shen Shen Hai, because of Yuan Jue.

On the isolated island, the old man guided Ling Luo to look inwardly at the Haoran Sea, and now that the spiritual veins have penetrated, Yuan Jue let the divine thoughts sink into the Haoran Sea smoothly, thus stepping into the Shenhai realm.

All this is not over, Ziqing's twin qi is still impacting the spiritual veins and the physical body, the spiritual veins have become unimpeded, and the physical body has become strong and tough.

Eventually, he reached the third order of the Sinking Sea Realm.

Today's Ling Luo is at the same stage as Gaoling Qingjue, but the purple and clear dual qi in his body is incomparable to ordinary aura.

This moment came too late, thousands of years late.

Even though it was too late, it finally came.