In the room, Yan Ming's brocade-sleeved skirt hunted and hunted, and her cultivation was climbing steadily!

Bang!

Six days later.

Yanling City.

Mansion.

Wen Ren Lingse had just read a bunch of papers, and his spirit was a little tired, so he ordered a few puppets to light a spiritual smoke and want to take a rest.

But at this moment, a faint aroma slowly rose, which lifted his spirits, and the whole person became energetic, and a feeling of comfort that he had never felt before filled his mind.

Her momentum continued to rise, and finally reached the level of the late stage of the Merge Dao, which was an extremely terrifying realm.

Bang!

Minutes and seconds passed.

This is a sect called "Heavy Hell Gate".

Zongmen.

Cui Lei is in the cave.

In the secret room, one formation after another opened, and the aura between heaven and earth was like a downpour.

Si Hong and Miaoli are sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and exercising, the true yuan in their bodies is stirring, and they are concentrating on their practice.

At this moment, she suddenly felt as if she had unloaded an invisible stone, and her heart was relieved.

followed by a mighty pure power, which was directly poured into her body.

Si Hongmiao Liuli didn't think much about it, and immediately urged his own cultivation and began to absorb this sudden energy. His cultivation is improving rapidly, but his seven holes are bleeding at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and his bones and skin are open.

Inside the Inheritance Hall.

Thousands of soul lamps are like a vast ocean.

In the sky, among the hundreds of gloomy scrolls, one of the scrolls seemed to sense something, trembled slightly, and bloomed with brilliant light.

In the painting, the "Fu Poor" ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at a certain place in the mountain gate, only to see that Si Hong, who was covered in blood, was the woman named Si Hong.

"Fu Poor" Ancestor hesitated for a moment, suddenly stretched out his hand, and shot out a streamer, through the mountains and rivers, through the prohibitions, and shot directly at the forehead of the Xiaoliu Fairy.

Si Hong Miaoli suddenly felt a cold and unpredictable aura suddenly descend, and his body, which was almost about to burst, suddenly had a chance to breathe, and began to desperately stabilize the situation.

In the inheritance hall, the "Fu Poor" ancestor stopped the movements in his hand and began to comprehend the magic power again.

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps sounded from the secret room.

Da Da Da ......

Not long after, a slender and graceful woman appeared in front of the painting of the "poor" ancestor.

Her hair poured down like a waterfall, like a wisp of green smoke, her clothes fluttered, her fair face was covered with a thin veil, only a pair of eyes, flashing with fiery light, sharp as a knife, her face was covered with a thin veil, and her face was covered with a thin veil, but her lips were bright red.

This person is "Star Hate"!

At this time, she exuded a surging momentum, obviously stepping into the Mahayana realm.

"Star Hatred" came to the "Fu Poor" figure, bowed down, looked at Si Hong again, and said: "This woman is a disciple of this session, compared with the saint of the previous session, her cultivation seems to have improved a lot, which is very interesting. ”

"Fu Poor" the old man nodded, "The two of them are Zhan Wuji's companions and her furnace. ”

"Since it is within the sect, naturally there must not be any mistakes."

"Star Hate" was a little surprised, she really couldn't figure out why these two young women had anything to do with their sect master......

But after thinking about it, I was relieved again.

Immortals, it can't be deduced!

The Holy Son of my sect, although he is not a real immortal, is also a strong man in the Tribulation Period, and he has walked more than half of the immortal road.

There is even a possibility, that is, the ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly tribulations.

In this heaven and earth, no one can calculate the cause and effect of each other!

"Star Hate" thought about it and said, "This time, it seems to be much easier. ”

"Not bad." Fu Poor nodded.

"Now, you just need to wait for Zhan Wuji to survive this 'Dao Tribulation'."

"Star Hate" nodded: "I have just stepped into the Mahayana realm, and I want to learn more about the experience of my predecessors. ”

"Go ahead." "Fu Poor" said coldly.

As the words fell, he closed his eyes, and the faint light immediately disappeared into darkness.

And the "star hate" dissipated silently at the same time.

The entire inheritance hall returned to a dead silence.

Only the soul lamp is still flowing, like a galaxy, falling from the sky and filling the entire palace.

Bang!

Six days passed.

Pillow stone Zhang's, an ancient mansion.

In a small building on a big tree, Zhang Xirou was sitting in front of the window painting, the purple brush had just been stained with a drop of red, and suddenly trembled, and her mind was clear.

Immediately, his momentum skyrocketed, and his cultivation continued to rise.

Zhang Xirou immediately put aside the brush in her hand, sat cross-legged, and moved her mind to absorb all the sudden huge energy.

Bang!

The brilliant glow sets off this building like a fairy palace.

Meng Hongxuan had a hairpin on her head, a plum blossom in her hand, standing by the window, facing a plum blossom bottle, suddenly, her heart was cold, and she only felt comfortable, as if at this moment, she had washed away all the dust, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort and freedom came to her heart.

Immediately, a majestic force poured into her body, and she immediately exercised her skills and integrated it into her body.

Bang!

Time flies by, there is no day and night, there is no day and night, and time passes quietly like this.

The huge sphere once again illuminated the sky, emitting a deafening thunder, like a surging river, surging.

In the center of the sphere, Zhan Wuji, who was in fluttering clothes, suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes became clearer.

He has survived another heart demon tribulation!

At this moment, his momentum is already terrifying, and his comprehension of the rules has reached the point of perfection, compared with when he escaped from Qingyao Mountain, it is simply a world of difference!

"This is the sixty-third Dao Tribulation."

"Senior Sister Li, Qiao Ciguang, Si Hong Tingming, Yan Minghua, Wen Ren Lingse, Si Hong Miaoli, Zhang Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, Flower Desire, Flower Niannu."

"Since the forty-ninth heaven, every time the old man has demons, it is for his partner and his furnace!"

"However, my cultivation and comprehension have been greatly improved."

"This immortal hasn't done it yet, could it be that I said that he was moved?"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji calmed down instead.

The thoughts of the true immortals, the thoughts of Ji Shuang'er, and the thoughts of the demon emperor can all break through his heart and demons, not to mention immortals!

After more than ten heart demon tribulations, this immortal didn't do anything to him, this is absolute trust in him!

In this case, he might as well make a plan, wait for him to survive the last catastrophe, and then return to Youzhang Tomb and ruthlessly "force" Si Hong Qingfeng.

Of course, he didn't destroy the True Immortal Seal, and it was definitely impossible for Si Hong to dump snow.

It's still Zhang Jingli!

She is Zhang Jingli's wife, and she is also his instruction!