One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

The Sect Elder seemed to be fully prepared, and put on a posture of going all out.

That's not just the vigor of the body, but also the lifelessness after crossing the life limit in this life!

Moreover, for a long time, the body of the patriarch, which was like a hanging tomb, was suspended like a clay stone sculpture, quietly looking directly at the extreme depths of the open sea, looking at the boundless blood and light of the sea and the sky.

A long time passed.

When the tense and urgent atmosphere that lingered in the minds of the cultivators continued to accumulate, the more tired and higher, the more tired and thicker, and finally, the tense heartstrings broke in the minds of the cultivators one after another after reaching a certain extreme.

Almost instantly, the atmosphere of the approaching battle of the decisive war suddenly vanished.

And with this dissipation, it seems that there is some kind of fateful battle to the death, and in this way, from the level of cause and effect, it is vetoed and postponed.

Lao Luosheng seemed to be using this way to show that he was not ready, and it seemed that he was using this way to tease karma to further tease the sect elder who had made all the preparations and situation.

But when he looked closely, the sect elder didn't seem to be affected.

He still sat there silently.

With a calm gaze, he stared at the boundless blood light and red glow, and the old snail saint's aura of cultivation was like nothing.

What the Elder did at this time was the restraint of the breath of the whole body, not the erection of the qi of the body, with the help of the ancient secret techniques of Feng Shui, the Elder of the Sect was able to do this easily, and without the interference of external forces, it could be maintained for a long time.

And Lao Luosheng is different, this time he is not ready, the next time, the next time, there will always be a moment when he is ready.

Karma can be teased once, but it may not be teased twice.

If there are too many fools, it will inevitably lead to a reversal of the number of karma, and in the end, it will only be the Nine Yuan Snail Saint who will be fooled.

Therefore, sooner or later, the Nine Yuan Snail Saint was going to make a move, and the sect elder sat there, quietly waiting for his move, and was not moved by foreign objects.

One, two, three......

With the re-accumulation of momentum by the sect elders, gradually, the same urgent emotions began to regenerate from the minds of the cultivators, becoming more and more intense, and the depression was so depressed that people could not breathe.

It is very strange to say, it is clearly a duel between the two, but at this moment, it is the cultivators present who are suffering from repeated torture.

Everything was going on the same way as before, and it was with this change of breath that the tense and urgent heartstrings gradually tightened.

It is precisely because of the previous experience that all the cultivators at this time can clearly understand the changes in the heartstrings at this moment, and the heartstrings are tense to the extreme, and even completely collapsed, leaving only a very short time to breathe.

This is already the pinnacle of real momentum before the extreme and collapse!

If there is really a response, it should be at this moment, and it should be this moment!

But when he looked at it from afar, in the boundless blood light and red glow, there was still no figure of the old snail saint.

It seems that the second degree of teasing of karma has been completed under the indifference of the old snail saint.

But everything, nothing more than three, is it possible that the next process of accumulating momentum is the time to really die?

With the complete crossing of the pinnacle.

Almost all the monks had such thoughts.

Suddenly, in the sloping ground, in the thick fog and thick clouds, in the pouring rain curtain, there was a clear laughter rushing into the sky!

All the blood mist dispersed, and when I looked at it again, it was Shang Bo's figure, torn apart from the dark green mist and haze, and the flash moment when he rose into the sky, Shang Bo's body was surrounded by an endless sea of flames, and in the steaming flames of the sea of fire, there was a continuous stream of blood-colored spiritual light transpiring and levitating, and the power of the jade's wood vitality and creation swirled around, and at this moment it became a heterochromatic yin and yang fish picture.

This is far more intense than ever before.

And when you look closely, you can also see that in the power of the jade's wood vitality, there is a faint gilded Shenhua that flashes away, and there is even a demon flame that has been calcined into nothingness by the true fire of the sun.

When I looked at it again, the dark green haze that had been torn apart and then swept by the wind to the edge of the battlefield was wrapped in an extremely dim spiritual light, and suddenly turned into the figure of Aoi Lao, and then without stopping for a moment, only a ghostly light pierced into the depths of the open sea, and disappeared in an instant.

It is clear that Shang Bo has achieved some decisive advantage.

This advantage is enough to teach Kui Lao to give up all hope for the way forward, and then only barely protect his life and cultivation realm, and even ignore the heritage that was taken from captivity, so he just blindly escaped.

As a result, in that bloody battlefield, only Shang Bo was left standing there, and when his arrogance was magnificent, even if the Dao appearance of the towering giant tree transformed by the Returning to Truth Dao Seed hanging behind him had been calcined by Shang Bo's Sun True Fire itself to the point that only the broken trunk remained, it still taught the cultivators to have a slight sense of being intimidated.

And it was precisely with the diffusion of this implication that in an instant, the tight string that lingered in the minds of the cultivators broke.

But Shang Bo didn't seem to be aware of it.

He was taking the opportunity of the loss of the foundation of the Returning to the True Dao Seed, but instead increasing his efforts to pour more of his own Essence and Spirit Triadal Power into the True Returning Dao Seed.

And with the infusion of essence and qi duality, soon, Shang Bo reproduced his Xuanqi in the fighting method, and in the illusory haze of his body flashing in an instant, he was bathed in the colorful spiritual light formed by the hole in the talisman seal, and then the flesh and Dao body full of injuries returned to harmony in an instant.

But with the influx of the Divine Yuan, especially clearly, at that moment, there was a certain secret method of Qi Yun mixed into it, wandering in the Shen Yuan power, which was far more fragmented than the duality of essence and qi, when it poured into the Returning Truth Dao Seed together.

Almost visible to the naked eye, Shang Bo's aura has changed completely.

The change itself is bizarre.

It's not that it's a change of person in a flash, but it seems that after a person has been immersed in a different kind of seven emotions for a long time, a different kind of memory experience, and a different kind of Taoist practice, the charm and temperament that might have taken a long time to quietly change unconsciously have been condensed in a very short process of change.

There is clearly a process of change, but it still feels strange in a few breaths.

And at this moment, staring at the Shang Bo who felt strange at that time, Zhu Xiu almost subconsciously looked at the Great Elder of the Lihate Palace and the head of the White Bone Temple.

Among those present, the Great Elder of the Lihate Palace was the Fang family of the Yin and Evil Spirits, and only the various Dao methods of the White Bone View were continued, and the cultivation method of refining the form from the corpse and emphasizing the transformation of the true form from the old shell, no one was better able to discern the opportunity changes of Shang Bo at this time than the two of them.

And under the gaze of Zhu Xiu, the Great Elder of the Lihate Palace frowned tightly and did not say a word; The White Bone Guan Sect not far from the side subconsciously clenched the white bone beads in his hand.

Although they didn't say a word, just the change in the expressions of the two of them was already silently supporting the truth of Shang Bo's changes.

In an instant, the third degree, it was because of the sudden change in such a scene that the urgent heartstrings of the cultivators were raised, and then in a very short period of time, they were tensed to the extreme.

And in the same place, whether it is the gaze of the cultivators or the changes in the qi, the "Shang Bo" who is completely on the road to the truth is unaware.

In this momentary influx of the spirit and spirit, under the transformation of the true nature, some kind of soul level change has almost become a foregone conclusion.

This is a fact that no matter how much the young scholar struggles with the Tao, he can no longer recover.

Perhaps, it is precisely this desperate situation that can break the pedantic Taoist heart that Minghai, a child who has read too many Taoist books.

Of course, with the support of the vitality and creation power of Aoi Lao's origin that still exists in the true fire of the sun, perhaps before persuading the young scholars, he can rely on these and completely go through the path of returning to the truth, and then, with the situation of completely blocking the way of entry and retreat, he will give Minghai punishment and lessons.

You have to teach him to know that even if he is far away from Zhongzhou, the Lu family is still the Lu family!

And it was just when Shang Bo was immersed in the changes of his own spirit, with the help of a certain indescribable Tongtai feeling that returned to the truth and was unanimous.

Suddenly, Shang Bo seemed to be aware of it, and at this moment, he didn't even have time to refine the vitality and creation power in the true fire of the sun with all his strength, and suddenly opened his eyes.

When I turned my head to look at it, I didn't know when, the sect elder who was clearly precipitating all the energy, and the distant hole shone on the open sea, the body like the hanging tomb, this time was deflected, staring straight at himself, I don't know how long he had been staring at it like this.

The eyes are facing each other.

In the silence like never before.

One, two, three......

Suddenly, Shang Bo grinned.

"Hah! Boundary? ”

Then, under the gaze of the sect elder, his hand pinched the Grandmaster Seal, and the distant seal was in the direction of the Hanging World Changyuan.

——

In the extreme depths of the open sea, above the Nine Stacks of Dharma Altars.

Almost at the same time, when the Sect Elder changed the direction of his body, when Shang Bo unexpectedly premeditated by the Old Luo Saint punched the magic seal in the direction of the Hanging World Changyuan.

Lao Luosheng opened his eyes suddenly, and then stood up.

"It's okay, it's really you and other Terran monks, who first plotted against the old man with the spirit of illness and plague, and then the old man had no choice but to make this decision......"

When the words fell, in the depths of Lao Luosheng's old cloudy eyes, it was the five-colored spiritual light circling.

At this time, the old snail saint is waiting to take a step.

Suddenly, behind the old snail saint, behind the Nine Stacks of Dharma Altars, in the boundless blood-light red glow, a round mirror wheel of the sky and the sea was revealed, and there was a raging blood flame burning on it, as if a round of blood flame was slowly rising from the sky of the East Pole.

In the next moment, it was the desolate dragon groan, resounding through the open sea!

(End of chapter)