Judge's Domain, by the Nai River.

The waning moon was gone, the sky was full of black clouds, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing. Shen Xiu looked at the rushing Naihe, temporarily put aside the worries in his heart, repeating the man's words in his mind, and he felt his own way.

"I have a lot of knowledge about how to smelt it into a furnace. "Meditation pondered the path that best suited him. I have to say that he is very ambitious, and he wants to melt what he has learned into a furnace and create the most suitable Tao for himself.

"Boom!"

Shen Xiu pulled up and pulled out a nose knife, which seemed random, but he danced with a lonely knife light, and the waves of the Nahe River were monstrous. Then, the sword light changed color, and the golden rays that poured out of the body were rendered dazzlingly, and the golden body of the Arhat was displayed! Now only the head could not be golden, and the golden light around the body was brilliant, as if it was cast in gold!

"Open!" he shouted, the blood spirit demon body was cast, and the whole body was fiery red, as if it had just been fished out of the firebox, and the rolling fire waves were mixed with golden light, and the scene was strange.

Tear and pull!

First, a sword light flew out diagonally, and then he retracted his knife and punched, accompanied by a tiger roar, a dragon and tiger phantom rushed out, and with a bang, the waves splashed several meters high exploded, and the river surface was restored to its original state, and the ground level dragon and tiger secret technique!

"Good!" the man praised, "With the blessing of the two great body refining treasures, the desperate sword intent is incomparable, and the soul skill connection is almost complete. In the last battle, you gained a lot. ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Meditation Cultivator put away his sword and stood up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and to this day, he has gone one step further and achieved the true consummation of the Netherworld.

Bang!

With a thunderclap, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, and the already dark sky became invisible. The slightest lightning was puffing, and clusters of fiery clouds seemed to have spirits. Traveled from all over the Netherworld. It seems that only this light is left between heaven and earth, sacred and strange.

"Huh. Doom from the sky, three burns and nine refinements?" the man looked up and whispered.

The cultivator frowned, and said in a low voice, "My three burns and nine refinements, is it finally here?"

"Young man, whether you are a fish or a dragon, it depends on whether you survive it or not, you must not be timid, otherwise it will breed demons. The man kindly reminded.

"Senior, don't worry!" meditation cultivator's eyes lit up. Looking up at the sky, he is not afraid of the power of heaven.

"All of this will not be confirmed until we have survived the calamity!" he muttered to himself, and then used his soul power to concentrate on waiting for the first fire.

It was as if his arrogance had provoked the fire of robbery, and the fiery cloud above his head suddenly rolled, and a huge gray flame descended like a meteor, smashing straight towards the meditation.

"This is the first fire—burning!" the man reminded softly.

"Burn yourself, come on. Let me see what you have to offer!" It was like a golden man, standing in place, letting the flames burn.

"Huh. It's rare to ignite the fire refining body!" the black-robed man in the distance praised softly. The eyes that looked at the meditation cultivator changed slightly.

The gray fire is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, lingering. But for a moment. The meditation cultivator felt a burning pain all over his body. The golden-turned torso slowly dried up, and a little bit of disgusting black matter burned out of the pores of the skin. He knew that these were blockages in his body, and that he would be better than ever after he cleared them.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, and as soon as the beads of sweat appeared, they were incinerated and repeated. After boiling for half an hour, the fire was extinguished a little, he was a little unbearable, his body began to tremble slightly, and his skin and flesh began to burn, and if this continued, his body was likely to be burned.

"Blood Spirit Demon Body!" he roared, blessed with the Blood Spirit Demon Body. It was like an extra layer of guardian armor, the damage of the gray flame was greatly reduced, and the bone meridians burned again.

"It really hurts!" Meditation Cultivation gritted his teeth, the kind of burning that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was no worse than tearing the muscles and bones, but fortunately, with the blessing of the two major body refining treasures, he only needed to endure the pain of body refining, but he did not have to worry about his life.

In this way, the gray fire stalemate with him for a full hour, and finally dissipated into nothingness. The clothes around the meditation were burned to ashes, and the body exuded a golden and red light, and the original strong body was a little thinner than before. However, only he knows that his body is much stronger than before.

Snort!

Before he could carefully observe his physical condition, the red clouds in the sky rolled again, and the slightest thunder and lightning were like electric eels drifting away, converging towards the center smartly. After a while, the slightest lightning turned into a little electric ball, they were like stars, setting off a white and flawless flame, white fire!

"Be careful, this is the second fire of calamity - soul burning!" the man reminded again, his expression much more solemn than before.

The meditation didn't respond, staring intently at the white calamity that was about to fall. His physical body didn't feel the slightest bit of heat, but the soul entrenched in his mind trembled a few times inexplicably, and the white calamity fire that directly burned the soul could be resisted? Everyone knows that the soul is fragile, and only some heaven and earth treasures can strengthen it.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the white calamity fire was like a noble white tiger jumping straight down, and it fell on him at a speed that the naked eye did not have time to distinguish, only to feel a roar in his mind, and the white calamity disappeared on the surface of his body.

"Ahh At this moment, there was chaos outside the small tower, like a sea of fog, and there were wisps of red goo around the small tower, which were isolated by runes.

The white fire burned mercilessly, causing the red goo to roll and escape, and the ancient and obscure runes on the small tower shimmered with blue light, so that the white fire could not penetrate in the slightest. Rao is like this, and the temperature transmitted through the small tower is enough to make the meditation miserable.

"My soul is too fragile," said the meditation cultivator to himself, if it weren't for this mysterious rune tower, his soul might have been burned by the white catastrophic fire in an instant.

"Senior brother said, my blood soul is added and I have a great chance, three burns and nine refinements will be terrifying, sure enough" He regretted a little in his heart, he was still too confident, if it weren't for the rune tower guard, he would have been a soulless shell.

The soul was burned by the temperature that penetrated, and the pain was incomparable, but fortunately, there was a small tower to protect it, and there was no need to worry about life. The red goo outside the small tower was not so lucky, it was burned with a snorting sound and rolling smartly, as if it was painful, but it never abated.

"What's that, even the White Tribulation Fire can't be extinguished?" Meditation Cultivator was surprised, he knew how powerful the White Tribulation Fire was, but the red goo was never extinguished. He suddenly remembered that these goo things had always wanted to be close to his soul!

"God, what the hell is this, how can it appear in my sea of consciousness?" Meditation Cultivation was startled, and his heart was afraid for a while, what would have happened if it hadn't been guarded by the mysterious small tower?

Finally, the second calamity dissipated. Meditation Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, although there was a small tower to resist, but the soul was also very uncomfortable to be burned, and it felt worse than the burning of the body.

The clouds rolled, the lightning converged, and this time there was no abrupt fire of robbery, as if it was accumulating power, and a little black flame appeared. Looking up at the sky, the meditation mind trembled inexplicably, as if the ancient tree rooted in the sand swayed violently, and his heart was restless.

"Hold your mind, this is the third calamity fire - heartburn!" The bald man's face was a little heavy, and he was also staring at the clouds, a pair of jewel-like eyes seemed to want to look through the void and look directly at the nine shadows.

The meditation cultivator's heart became more and more noisy, and he actually had the urge to draw the sword, but he tried his best to restrain it and keep his mind steady.

"My heart is as calm as water, let the wind blow!" he muttered in his heart, sat down cross-legged, and slowly loosened up.

Call!

The Black Tribulation Fire suddenly moved, and the speed was extremely fast, as if it had teleported into the heart of the Meditation Cultivator. There was no imaginary burning sensation, no stinging sensation from the soul, only a dizzy moment, and the scene in front of me changed greatly.

The dark environment, the messy rubble, the shovel with a little rust under the feet, and the miner's lamp on the ground that was clearly extinguished, the scene was very familiar.

"Black Iron Vein, why did I come back again?Or did I never leave, everything was just a dream?"

"Hey, bro!" a familiar voice came.

"Brother Gang?" Ming Xiu frowned and looked at the sturdy man who came over, and the truth and delusion became more and more indistinguishable.

"Thank you for the Black Iron Essence, I'm about to break through. Feng Gang said, with a sincere smile on his face, which suddenly loosened the defense of the meditation cultivation a lot.

"You're so polite. Although the meditation was chaotic, he didn't think much about it, after all, in the bottom of his heart, he trusted Feng Gang.

"Brother, can you give me another piece, my breakthrough is imminent, and I will be able to have a little more capital to escape when the time comes. Bong Gang asked with a red face and scratching his head.

Shen Xiu touched it into his arms, and the dark and warm soul bead was still there, and with a thought, he took out a piece of black iron essence. Cold, if it is really a real thing, it makes him more and more unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Give. "Meditation throws it away.

Feng Gang stretched out his hand to take it, thanked him honestly, and then sat cross-legged, and immediately began to absorb the energy in it, wanting to break through.

In a short time, the black iron essence energy was only half small, and the soul power of Feng Gang, who was sitting cross-legged, contracted violently, and Zhou Tian broke through in the middle of his operation. He laughed and got up, excitedly came to a bear hug, and said with words in his mouth, "Haha, thank you brother for your success, I have reached the middle stage of retreat, watch me go out and get rid of this mine slave!"

The meditation cultivator also smiled happily, no matter whether it was false or real, it would be pleasant to be able to escape from here.

"Smack!"

The originally honest Feng Gang suddenly attacked, and the moment he let go of the meditation cultivation, his eyes turned cold, and the powerful Vajra palm full of strong soul power slapped out violently, hitting the meditation cultivation in the chest, blasting him out in the sound of bones breaking and blood spurting, and slammed into the mine wall.

He fell to the ground, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again, his chest ached, his internal organs burned like fire, his whole body spasmed, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up.

"Why?!" the Immortal Cultivator roared angrily, causing bursts of pain, but his bloodshot eyes stared at Feng Gang with a cold face in front of him.

"Hmph, why, haven't you heard of 'Piff is innocent and guilty'? You are rich enough to make me a peerless master, how can I keep you?" Feng Gang sneered and shook his head with a grim expression, which he had never seen before. (To be continued......)