Gritting his teeth, Yang Yibu endured the fierce burning of the fire, Yang Yibu sat down in the furnace with difficulty, calmed down and began to cultivate.

"This kid won't be killed by us," said a miniature five-clawed golden dragon with a worried look in his eyes outside the furnace.

"No, we beat him into a pig's head twice before and after, as long as he calms down and cultivates, triggering a trace of Mahayana qi that we have left in his body, he will not die."

Another miniature five-clawed golden dragon said with a relaxed expression.

"The question is whether we're pulling out the seedlings by doing this," asked a miniature five-clawed golden dragon.

"No," all the miniature five-clawed dragons said in unison.

"This kid is very comfortable in the stove, let's add a fire to him."

"Yes, it should have been done a long time ago," said thousands of miniature five-clawed golden dragons in unison.

"Hula~" All the miniature five-clawed golden dragons gathered together, turned into a huge fan with golden light, and began to keep blowing the wind into the stove.

"Huhuhu~" The fierce wind was constantly squeezed into the furnace by a huge golden fan.

"Why is the temperature in this furnace getting higher" Yang Yibu, who was cultivating, was affected by the higher and higher temperatures, and the heat was unbearable, and he almost stopped cultivating.

However, Yang Yibu knew that he couldn't stop, and once he stopped, he might be swallowed and melted by the sea of fire.

The fire became more and more intense, and Yang Yibu had to mobilize the Yuan Infant Qi to operate in his body more quickly, and the faster the Yuan Infant Qi operated, the more effectively it could resist the burning of the fire.

"Huhuhu~" The fire became more and more fierce, and Yang Yibu had to use the Yuan Infant Qi in his body to resist it, so in this confrontation, time passed day by day.

"Huh~" At that time, one hundred and eight days later, a faint, air-leaking sound came out of Yang Yibu's body.

"What's going on" Yang Yibu, who was immersed in cultivation, naturally heard this sound as well, and he began to use his mental power to scan and check his whole body.

"Boom~" Without warning, a wisp of gas in Yang Yibu's skin and flesh suddenly rushed into Yang Yibu's dantian.

After this wisp of gas rushed into Yang Yibu's dantian, it naturally operated autonomously.

However, the original Yuan Infant Qi in Yang Yibu's body was far away from this wisp of gas, and he didn't dare to approach it at all.

"This is Mahayana qi, I understand, these miniature five-clawed golden dragons beat me violently, they are helping me to cultivate, help me improve my cultivation at the same time, and lay the foundation for stepping into the Mahayana period in the future, but why do these miniature five-clawed golden dragons do this."

Yang Yibu carefully looked at the trace of golden gas in the dantian and thought in his heart.

In his previous life, Yang Yibu was a monk who cultivated during the Mahayana period, so he could naturally recognize this golden gas as Mahayana qi.

This wisp of Mahayana qi ran on its own in Yang Yibu's dantian for a few turns, and then it surged into his meridians, and began to run along his seven meridians and eight veins in his body.

Only then did he return to Yang Yibu's dantian and lay down quietly.

"This wisp of Mahayana qi is helping me baptize my physical body, and after the baptism of this Mahayana qi, my physical body should be a hundred times stronger than before."

When a wisp of Mahayana qi ran in Yang Yibu's body, a cool feeling came out of Yang Yibu's body.

The high temperature of hundreds of thousands of degrees in the furnace was not a threat to Yang Yibu at this time, but he felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

"It's time to go out, I'm afraid I'm waiting for me to go out" Yang Yibu thought through the beginning of his abuse, he felt that the miniature five-clawed golden dragon that he hated so much before was so cute now.

"Bang dang~" There was a loud bang, and the lid of the stove suspended in the air was lifted into the air.

"Whew~" A person with a whole body full of flames flew out of the furnace, and this person was Yang Yibu.

"Boy, you kicked my stove over, pay for it!" said a miniature five-clawed golden dragon as he looked at Yang Yibu, who had just flown out of the furnace and was smoky all over.

"I'm scared to death, boy, you're scared of me, pay for it!" said another miniature five-clawed golden dragon patting his chest with one paw very humanely.

"That's it, pay!" roared in unison from thousands of miniature five-clawed golden dragons.

"Knock~" Under this roar, Rao is Yang Yibbi had a great improvement before entering the furnace, but he was still shocked and took a step back.

"What if I don't compensate" Yang Yibu also wanted to tease these miniature five-clawed golden dragons, and at the same time, he also wanted to see how strong his body was baptized by Mahayana qi.

Whether he can withstand the ravages of these miniature five-clawed golden dragons, as for defeating these miniature five-clawed golden dragons, Yang Yibu still has self-knowledge, which is absolutely impossible.

What Yang Yibu hoped for was that he could hold on a little longer in the hands of these miniature five-clawed golden dragons.

Yang Yibu's previous life was a Mahayana period cultivator, he deeply knew the horror of the Mahayana period monks, if the monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan infant period was a baby, which one of the monks of the first level of the Mahayana period was a very powerful strong man.

A monk at the first level of the Mahayana stage can kill countless monks at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage with a single finger.

Not to mention that Yang Yibu is now facing thousands of miniature five-clawed golden dragons, and these miniature five-clawed golden dragons are all Mahayana monks.

There is another mystery in Yang Yibu's heart, that is, the Mahayana monks in the universe are very rare, and the Elephant Immortal Realm can be regarded as a high plane.

But there will definitely not be more than a hundred Mahayana monks in the entire immortal realm, which is the reason why Yang Yibu overestimated.

The question is, since there are so few Mahayana monks in the universe, where do these miniature five-clawed golden dragons come from?

Not only are they extremely large in number, there are thousands of them, but they are all Mahayana period cultivations, of course, they are several levels of Mahayana stage cultivation, with the current Yang Yibu's cultivation, he can't see it at all.

Where did such a force that could change the color of the heavens and all the worlds come from, and why did they exist in this waterfront abyss?

"This kid was recast by us, why is he still so weak" Seeing Yang Yibu being shocked back a step in the roar, a miniature five-clawed golden dragon couldn't help but say suspiciously.

"Yes, he doesn't seem to be able to support the wall with mud, or we can try, whether he really can't support the wall or fake can't support the wall."

A miniature five-clawed golden dragon clenched its small dragon claw, making it a small fist, and it stretched out this small fist and shook it at Yang Yibu and said.

"Damn, you dead dragon, you are a naked humiliation of Lao Tzu" Yang Yibu couldn't stop scolding in his heart, of course, he could only scold in his heart, he didn't dare to scold out loud.

He was self-aware, and he knew that once he scolded and provoked these seemingly terrible little dragons, how could he guarantee that after a storm, he would definitely become unrecognizable, and life would be worse than death.

"Yes, let's see if this toy gets a little stronger," said a miniature five-clawed golden dragon again.

"I'll come first, rush" Another miniature five-clawed golden dragon spoke with practical actions, it raised its little paws, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Yang Yibu first.

"Hula~" Seeing this miniature five-clawed golden dragon rushing towards Yang Yib, the other miniature five-clawed golden dragons were not to be outdone, like a golden ocean, roaring and rushing towards Yang Yibu.

"Looking for death, am I really good to bully" Looking at the group of mini five-clawed golden dragons rushing towards him, Yang Yibu was also angry, and he rushed forward desperately.

"Papapa~" A series of sounds sounded like firecrackers exploding, which sound was very weak.

"Ah~, dead dragon, stinky dragon, lewd dragon, why do you hit me in the face" In the crisp sound, Yang Yibu cursed helplessly and loudly.

"Boy, I'm sorry, I made a mistake, Ben Long was going to spank your ass, but I didn't expect it to hit you in the face."

A miniature five-clawed golden dragon said with some embarrassment, its mouth saying apologetic, but there was a glint of excitement in its eyes.

"Boy, I don't want to hit you in the face, I'm going to hit you in the back, but I didn't know that my claws trembled and hit you in the face."

It was another miniature five-clawed golden dragon that blamed Yang Yibu's face for not appearing, and he was damn trembling.

"Boy, Ben Long is even more wronged, I don't want to make a move on you, I don't know who it is, he pushed me behind me, I couldn't stop it, and my tail involuntarily touched your face."

It was another miniature five-clawed golden dragon and said with its big innocent eyes.

"I was also accidentally ......".

"I was wronged, your face hurt my paws ......."

"Boy, Ben Long's tail is swollen, and it was your face that hit ......."

........................

Thousands of miniature five-clawed golden dragons started the shouting mock test, some apologized to Yang Yib, and some complained that Yang Yib had swollen and hurt it somewhere.

Although these miniature five-clawed golden dragons kept shouting, their claws and tails did not stop, and they still kept greeting Yang Yibu's face.

This time, none of the miniature five-clawed golden dragons beckoned their claws or tails to other parts of Yang Yib's body.

They all greeted Yang Yibu's face with great precision, which was thicker than the city wall.

The crisp slap sound of "pop pop ......" was like a surging river.

"You dead dragons, lewd dragons, short-lived dragons, you are absolutely deliberate, absolutely deliberate......."

Yang Yibtong's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and roared, with deep helplessness and anger in his roar.