"Boy, who are you? You can't kill us, we're just robbing, and we won't die," He Chongying and the five of them struggled in Yang Yibu's hands.

Although the other four Yuanying were constantly struggling, they still didn't speak, and it was still He Chongying who spoke alone.

"He Chongying, it seems that the four of them are dumb and can't speak, so they suffocate you, and even robbing is nonsense."

Up to now, Yang Yibu has confirmed that except for He Chongying, who is normal and can speak, the other four are not normal and mute.

"Yes, boy, you guessed it, they are dumb, can you tell me, who are you, you are just a little monk in the early fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, why is your combat power so against the sky."

He Chongying stopped struggling in Yang Yib's hands, and he knew that it would be more difficult for him to escape from Yang Yib's palm than to ascend to the sky.

Therefore, before he died, he wanted to know who he had been killed.

"He Chongying, since you are already dying, I will tell you who I am, I am Yang Yibu."

Yang Yibu had an evil smile on his face, and said to He Chongying word by word.

"You are Yang Yibu," He Chongying exclaimed.

"Yes, I am Yang Yibu, now you can die" As soon as Yang Yibu's words fell, and without waiting for He Chongying to speak, a huge amount of spiritual power poured out, erasing the spiritual wisdom of the five of them and throwing them into the space ring, and at the same time, the space ring of the five people was thrown into the space ring.

"Let's continue the downward exploration" Yang Yibu looked left and right for a while, and then flew down into the abyss.

During the fifty years that Yang Yibu was waiting for the Heart of the Gathering Spirit Continent to devour the Remnant Continent, he had broken through from the peak of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the early stage of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and with the breakthrough of his cultivation, he was able to fly down for a distance again.

After flying downwards for some distance and reaching his own enduring limit, Yang Yib began to fly parallel again like the last time.

This time Yang Yibu didn't have the same good luck as the last time, he flew in the vast abyss for half a year, and he didn't find anything useful.

Although he didn't find anything useful, Yang Yibu didn't gain nothing, and his cultivation was steadily growing bit by bit under the extreme suppression of this air on him.

And Yang Yibu was not in a hurry, he practiced while flying during the flight, and although his life was dull, he was also free.

"Boom~Boom~" On this day, when Yang Yibu was calmly cultivating, Yang Yibu suddenly heard a dense roar.

Yang Yibu, who was cultivating, raised his head and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw that not far away from me, there was a huge boundless black cloud that could not be seen at a glance.

In the thick black and shiny clouds, there were thousands of thunderbolts that kept moving, and from time to time, there were thunderbolts as thick as water tanks that slashed down wildly with dazzling lightning.

"Is someone here?" said Yang Yibu, staring closely at the thick thunder and lightning that flickered in the thick black clouds.

After standing in the distance and observing for a while, Yang Yibu made sure that no one was crossing, so he flew towards the black clouds.

If someone was to cross the catastrophe here, Yang Yibu would not have gone over anyway, because the most taboo thing for monks to cross the catastrophe is to be disturbed.

In addition, when the monk is crossing the tribulation, once a monk enters the range of the tribulator, the thunder descending from the heavens will increase, and the heavens will think that this is the monk who has entered to help the tribulator cross the tribulation.

Therefore, when there are monks who cross the catastrophe, no monk will bother them, unless there is a great vendetta of life and death.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" As soon as Yang Yibu flew into the black clouds, the thunder lightning that had been wandering in the clouds began to consciously slash and bomb Yang Yibu, an intruder, as if consciously.

Endless thunder and lightning surged like a tide, instantly splitting Yang Yibu's skin and flesh, Yang Yibu gritted his teeth and insisted, he wanted to use this thunder to baptize and temper his body.

In less than ten minutes, a burst of white light flashed, and Yang Yibu rushed out of the thick clouds wrapped in thunder, and at this time, Yang Yibu had no flesh and blood on his body.

Only a crystal clear white bone remained, and many of his entire skeleton had been broken and destroyed, and at first glance, the crystal skeleton gave people a feeling of being scattered, as if it was about to fall apart.

Yang Yibu's white skeleton rushed out from under the encirclement of thunder and lightning, and as soon as he rushed out, he sat cross-legged in the air and began to cultivate and recover.

Cultivation has reached the Yuan Infant Stage, as long as the Yuan Infant is not extinguished, how can it be reborn with blood, this Yang Yibu was only cut off by thunder and lightning, most of the skeleton is still there, it looks like the injury is very serious, but in fact, it can only be recovered in a while.

About half an hour later, Yang Yibu, who was sitting in the air, recovered the flesh and blood of his whole body, and the whole person became vigorous again.

"It's such a violent thunder, I'm only at the edge of the clouds, and it's been split into a skeleton, if I go deeper."

Yang Yib's eyes lit up, and he stared closely at the lightning that kept flickering in the clouds, and said with joy in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, without hesitation, Yang Yibu rushed into the clouds with another strange scream.

Fifteen minutes passed when Yang Yib turned into a white skeleton and rushed out again, and this time Yang Yib held out for five minutes more than the last time under the bombardment of thunder and lightning.

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Three years later, the thunder and lightning on the periphery of the clouds could no longer help Yang Yibu, and he began to walk step by step towards the depths of the clouds under the thunder and lightning.

Every time Yang Yibu took a step forward, he found that the power of thunder and lightning increased by one point, and when he walked forward for more than a hundred meters, Yang Yibu couldn't hold on.

He sat down in the thunder and began to cultivate, "Boom~Boom~Boom~" The endless thunderbolts bombarded Yang Yibu's body one after another.

The sound of thunder, accompanied by the sound of lightning, was only a moment later, and there was nothing left of the flesh and blood on Yang Yibu's body, and only a mutilated skeleton remained.

This time, because the destructive power of thunder and lightning was many times stronger than that of the periphery, Yang Yibu's skeleton was no longer crystal clear, but was split black, as if this skeleton was made of black carbon.

"Not good~" Yang Yibu shouted in his heart, and then took more than ten steps back before he began to calm down and cultivate.

Time passed, and Yang Yibu also advanced a little deeper into the clouds after a while.

A hundred years later, Yang Yibu, who had been cultivating in thunder and lightning for a hundred years, was only one step away from the most central point of the clouds.

Yang Yibu was slowly approaching the center point, his speed was very slow, it was even worse than the speed of a turtle, and there were countless thunderbolts and lightning around his body.

These thunderbolts had turned into substance, like mercury, a thick layer covering Yang Yib's body, setting off Yang Yibu like a thunder god.

On the day of "Boom~", after Yang Yibu stepped out, he entered the very center of the clouds.

"It's so strange, how can there be no thunder and lightning at the most central point" After Yang Yibu stepped into the most central point of the clouds, Yang Yibu suddenly realized that there was no violent and devastating thunder waiting for him.

It's a world full of flowers, it's quiet, there's no sound inside, and it's in stark contrast to the world outside that's constantly roaring.

"That's too much contrast," Yang Yibu muttered as he stood quietly, looking around at the silent world full of flowers.

"There should be some great treasure here, otherwise it took me more than a hundred years to come here, and if it was just for the sake of enjoying the flowers, wouldn't it be too much to say."

Yang Yibu looked at the world full of flowers and couldn't help but say softly.

"Flowers everywhere, why don't there be a little fragrance" After observing for a while, Yang Yibu sniffed sharply again and said softly.

Yang Yibu did not act rashly, he did not pick some bright and attractive flowers in ignorance, slowly, Yang Yibu released his spiritual power at an extremely slow speed.

This can't tolerate Yang Yibu's carelessness, because there are strangeness everywhere here, and in the face of mystery and eccentricity, Yang Yibu certainly has to be careful.

"Z~" When Yang Yibu carefully separated a trace of spiritual power, he slowly approached a bright and unique small flower.

In a slight sound, this slight sound can only be heard in this silent world, and Yang Yibu's spiritual power was instantly defeated by Duo Xiao and made it disappear.

"A flower that can hurt spiritual power, and it is still in the very center wrapped in endless thunder and lightning" Yang Yibu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Thunder God Flower, a higher plane than the fairy world, the monk who commands the thunder of all worlds, because of the realization of thunder to the extreme, and a flower naturally produced in his cave, and because this monk is the thunder that commands the heavens and all worlds, it is called the thunder god, and this flower is also called the thunder god flower.

The cultivation of this thunder god has long since transcended the Mahayana period and reached an unknown realm, which is called a god by the monks.

Thousands of years ago, this monk who was called a god died for some reason, and after he died, the cave where he lived before his death also collapsed, and with the collapse of the cave, there was also this thunder god flower, and some monks called it the flower of thunder and lightning.

After the disappearance of this Thunder God Flower, almost every Mahayana monk in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds looked for him, but no matter how he searched for it, even if he turned over the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds several times, the Mahayana monks at that time were unable to find any trace of this Thunder God Flower.

In his previous life, Yang Yibu also heard this legend when he reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation, when Yang Yibu heard this legend.

He just laughed it off and didn't take it to heart, thinking it was just a legend.