Baiyun Peak

The drastic changes in the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly alarmed the cultivation power of the entire Bauhinia Continent. Thousands of miles away, I could see this whirlpool of clouds that stretched for hundreds of miles, and the huge pressure of heaven and earth made it impossible for these monks to get close at all. It can only be observed from a distance of thousands of miles.

The disciples of the Luofu Sect were all frightened when they came to the head of the sect, such a terrible catastrophe would come to their sect. The four peak masters immediately demanded the transfer of their disciples, and everyone desperately stayed away from the Heavenly Tribulation Center.

In a panic, Wu Jianming found that Wu Ming seemed to be gone, and he was so frightened that he woke up. He looked around for Wu Ming in the crowd.

"Which great power is this?" Thousands of miles away, the Qingyun Sect, the Qingsong Sect that built the foundation of the Great Perfection was muttering to himself.

"Could it be that this is the power of the Yu Dan Realm to break through the Yuan Ying Realm?" The Great Elder of the Xuanjian Sect was full of shock, and he curiously asked the Sword Dust Sect Sect beside him, who was already in the early stage of the Yudan Realm.

"No, I've heard the patriarch say that neither the Jiedan Realm nor the Yuanying Realm need to go through the Heavenly Tribulation, it should be the Heavenly Tribulation of the Transformation God Realm." Jian Chen noticed the difference and said excitedly.

"It turns out that the legendary Transformation God Realm is real, and the legendary power of our continent is the most powerful, and it has only appeared in the Yuan Infant Realm." An old monster of a two-star sect in the early stage of the knot was excited.

"This piece of heaven and earth can actually give birth to the God Realm, it seems that we will definitely be able to impact this legendary realm." An old monster of a two-star sect in the late stage of the Yudan was so excited that he burst into tears.

This time, the transformation of the purple moon brought an unparalleled impact on this Taimangxing, attracting countless eyes, and they were all nervously looking forward to it, expecting this powerful power to be able to resist this nine-death transformation god tribulation.

I saw that the cloud whirlpool had been brewing for a long time, and finally a thunderbolt as thick as hugging a big tree slashed down, and instantly headed towards the Purple Moon's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"It's really troublesome, and you have to ruin your fun when you come out for a drink. I knew that if I stayed in the tower, I wouldn't have this annoying catastrophe. Ziyue frowned, and with a wave of her sleeves, a demon clan magic weapon flashed away, instantly knocking the terrifying thunder and lightning into smoke.

"What! Dissipated! The crowd saw that the terrible thunder and lightning dissipated directly in the middle of the way. I couldn't believe my eyes, and I asked the people around me.

The whirlpool in the clouds immediately slashed a thicker thunderbolt, and Ziyue lowered her head to drink, not bothering to look at it. The demon clan's magic baby flashed, and the thunder and lightning that swooped down disappeared in an instant, as if it had been swallowed up by some terrifying existence.

The whirlpool seemed to be provoked, and the third lightning bolt slammed down, and it actually shifted its target, heading straight for Wu Ming, who was lying next to Ziyue.

Ziyue suddenly became angry, snorted coldly, and that mysterious magic weapon instantly appeared above Wu Ming, swallowing the last thunderbolt in one gulp. She jerked her head up at the center of the vortex, a rare hint of anger in her eyes.

The whirlpool shook and slowly began to dissipate. It didn't take long for the terrifying hundreds of miles of whirlpool clouds to disappear, and the moon was bright and the wind was clear.

Ziyue sensed several divine senses sweeping over from a distance. She frowned, disappeared in an instant, and returned to the Ten Thousand Demon Tower in the Space Ring.

After a while, a monk from the Jiedan Realm slowly approached, and in the sky dozens of miles away from Baiyun Peak, he bowed from a distance: "Xiao Wanli of the Purple Source Sect of the Two-Star Sect has come to visit the seniors. ”

He didn't answer for a long time, and although Xiao Li was a great consummation, he didn't dare to step forward. After half a ring, he bowed again: "Xiao Wanli of the Purple Source Sect of the Two-Star Sect came to visit the seniors." ”

I've been waiting for a long time and still haven't been answered. He could only say goodbye in disappointment and turn away. He was very disappointed in his heart, and guessed that the predecessor of the Transformation God Realm should disdain to see him.

The other monks saw that the only two-star sect in the Bauhinia Continent, the Ziyuan Sect, had no way to see this God Transformation Realm senior, and they didn't dare to step forward.

The people of the Luofu Sect waited for the Heavenly Tribulation to subside for a long time, and they did not dare to return to the sect for a long time, and watched from a distance. The direction in which the Heavenly Tribulation thunderbolt struck seemed to be the back mountain of Baiyun Peak. Wu Jianming mobilized the people around him to help find Wu Ming, but he couldn't find it anywhere, and he was very anxious in his heart.

After a stick of incense, everyone felt that the predecessors of the Transformation God Realm should leave, and only then did some people gradually fly back to Luofu Sect. Wu Jianming went out at this time, said hello to Bai Jianfeng, and quickly flew towards the mountain behind Bai Yufeng, and found Wu Ming lying there from a distance, motionless, and suddenly all thoughts were lost. He quickly collected the spirit sword and flew down beside Wu Ming, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Ming was just drunk and asleep.

He hurriedly woke up Wu Ming: "Third child, wake up, why are you asleep here." ”

"Master? You're here, why am I sleeping here? "Wu Ming was a little drunk, he couldn't remember anything, and he seemed to have a dream. In my dream, there was a fairy lady drinking and chatting with her.

"Did you just see anyone?" Wu Jianming wanted to ask Wu Ming if he had seen the predecessors of the Transformation God Realm

"No, I seem to have drunk too much and fallen asleep. As soon as I woke up, I only saw you, master. Wu Ming replied a little confused.

"I didn't see anyone, it seems that the senior has left." Wu Jianming muttered to himself. He pulled Wu Ming, and the sword flew towards Bai Jianfeng, who was waiting in the distance, and reported the situation to the master as soon as possible.

"It seems that this god elder also happened to pass by our Baiyun Peak and chose to cross the tribulation here." Bai Jianfeng couldn't cry or laugh. He instructed each peak to settle down and return to their residences, and at this time, a large number of Luofu sect people returned to the sect in a panic.

After dawn, the elders and sect masters of other sects came to visit Bai Jianfeng one after another, and inquired about the situation of this god realm senior, Bai Jianfeng all wrote lightly, or muttered. This makes others feel more and more that the Luofu Sect has a profound and unfathomable heritage.

This Heavenly Tribulation of the Transformation Realm gave great stimulation to the monks of Taimangxing, and many people secretly set up the goal of transforming into a god in their hearts: "My generation of monks should be like this!" ”

Wu Ming always felt as if he had missed something, and because he had drunk a broken piece, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a drunken hallucination. He simply didn't think about these things, and at this time he sat in his room, looked down at the fire snake fruit in his hand, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He was about to feel the endless torment and pain caused by the medicinal effect of the spirit fruit, but he only felt a small stream of heat melt into his body, and then his breath became stronger. Nothing else happened. Wu Ming was puzzled. How could a fire snake fruit that couldn't reach the level of a spirit fruit be comparable to a medium-grade spirit fruit Zhu Lingguo. The natural efficacy of the medicine should be greatly reduced.

Wu Ming shook his head in disappointment, calmed down and began to cultivate the "Sutra of Death", the more he cultivated, the more he felt the magic of the "Sutra of Death", although the body and spirit had to endure endless pain, but with the opening of the acupuncture points of the qi, the speed and quality of his vitality absorption could be described as a thousand miles a day.

Now Wu Ming is using his vitality to impact the qi acupuncture points of his legs, and the skin on the calves of his legs is bleeding nonstop, he gritted his teeth, runs the exercises, and persists.

Half a day passed, and the pain made him covered in cold sweat, and he felt that he was almost close to breaking through the qiqi acupuncture point.

Wu Ming patted the storage bag, and Ju Yuansan, who was rewarded by the sect, took it in his hand and took it in one go. Suddenly, he felt a small stream of pure vitality flowing through his body.

He hurriedly ran the "Sutra of Passing Away", driving this vitality to gather in his legs, and after more than an hour of washing, two cyclones were finally formed, and two more qi acupuncture points were opened.

Wu Ming had already sensed a layer of diaphragm, and he should soon be about to break through to the eighth layer of Qi refining.

After cleaning up his body, he planned to go to the Scripture Pavilion. In the past ten years, he has not been able to cultivate, and he has not been able to enter the Qi Refining Realm for a long time, and Wu Ming has not had the opportunity to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion at all.

He has always been very curious, is there a mountain of exercise cheats in it, by the way, look for any exercises that are suitable for him, Yuan Shu.

In addition to exercises and martial arts, there are also meta arts, talismans, soul skills, and physical body confrontations. In front of Wu Ming, it was as if a magical door to cultivation slowly opened.