As soon as these words came out, Ruhua sneered: "I will do it as an afterthought." You induce her in a mess, and then she takes it seriously, and you don't know. The old lady made a contract with this dead girl, if she died, where would the old lady get a good deal? Hmph!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xuan Ling burst into a rage, "Lao Tzu has been waiting for so many years, and finally waited for someone to open the spatial spiritual root, you, you actually say this about me, are you still human?"

"Knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, who knows what you think about this old antique who has lived for so long?" Ruhua turned her head away, "You let her touch the catastrophe like this, even if it is an ordinary catastrophe, this is the legendary ascension tribulation, touch it, I don't dare to imagine whether she can still live." ”

"A monk should have gone against the sky, and besides, she practiced to the point of being out of her body, and this kind of situation is not unprecedented, and if she worries about anything, she can always turn evil into good fortune. Xuan Ling frowned and looked at Ruhua, but she didn't expect that she would come over to make trouble in the end.

"The last time she turned evil into good fortune, can you make sure that she can do it this time?" Ruhua sneered, "If something happens to her, the closest thing to the spatial spiritual root in this world should be that Shaoxin!

"What do you know?" Shao Xin shouted angrily, "What do you know about a guy who is split from the original gods? What do you know besides handsome male cultivation and dressing?"

"How much better are you than me......"

The noise of the two made Jia Jia rise a wall of spiritual power from the dantian, separating the chaotic relics from the Xuan Ling and Ruhua who were arguing in one wall, sealing the noise of the two, and Jia Jia's heart suddenly calmed down a lot. Both of these people are reasonable and ignorant, but if she can be swayed by them in a few words, then she is not worthy of being called Lian Jiajia.

Without the harmony of flowers and Xuan Ling, Jia Jia's heart is like a mirror looking at this piece of heavenly tribulation that is called the catastrophe of the heart in later generations, and the purple calamity clouds render the entire sky, and the whole world is in this piece of purple.

There was a trance in front of her, under the sluggishness, it seemed that she could directly reflect the state of mind, almost uncontrollably yawned, since the breath into the body, she had not felt sleepy for a long time, every night is to meditate until dawn, what to talk about sleeping?

Shook his head fiercely, but to no avail, only felt that the eyelids of his eyes were as heavy as a thousand catties, and the consequence of opening his eyes hard was that tears kept flowing down, and he looked at the dragon's head little by little in a trance, and he couldn't hold on to the appearance of dozing.

Jia Jia closed the quarreling Ruhua and Xuan Ling, and he didn't know how powerful this thunder power was, but he was present in the group cultivation, no, it should be said that it was a living being, no matter how he cultivated, he was slow to act, and he would not sleep.

Is this the thunder of the Ascension, which treats all things as ants, and despises all living beings!

Jia Jia stared at the dragon with both eyes, and her heart moved, wanting to enter the Chaos Relics, as if her mind was a little uncontrollable, and she was very tired from even entering the Chaos Relics. Jia Jia really hoped that this kind of slow-moving spiritual tribulation could be faster, even if it was a huge and ferocious tribulation, it would be better than moving forward so slowly now.

Huh, wait, Thunder Tribulation? Jia Jia's heart moved, and she raised her hand with difficulty, wanting to make up for the heavens, but under this purple calamity cloud, the operation of spiritual power has become a luxury, and she can't lift it.

What else do I have besides the Heaven Replenisher? It seems that there is not only one kind of lightning bolt, but I have other things. Raising her hand to tear through the space, this is also her life-saving magic skill, even if it is only for a moment. The fingers moved slightly, and the bladeless sword under the palm trembled slightly, as if he wanted to get out of his body.

Tearing through the space, the bladeless sword, the turbid divine consciousness became thicker and heavier, and the fingertips were overflowing with spiritual power, it seemed to be the first time in his life, guided by the bladeless sword, a flash of inspiration, the broken void technique from instinct was opened again, and the surrounding dark purple turned a little lighter. There was an obvious change on the dragon scales, the four claws were transformed, and she still wanted to see more clearly, the spiritual power in the dantian was extremely depleted, the chaotic relics shook slightly, and the world in the small world was turned upside down.

"Lian Jiajia, what are you doing?" was like a flower frightened, the carefully planted spirit plant was stirred up in this earth-shaking chaos, and Xiao Dan, who was still playing freely in the chaotic lake for a second, was hit by a flying stone, and exclaimed in pain, fluttering his wings to find Xuan Ling, like a flower huddle.

"Three inches, what's going on?" Ruhua hugged Xiao Dan and trembled, Xuan Ling's face was surprised, it has been a natural divine object since it had spiritual consciousness, and it grew up by relying on this side of the chaotic legacy, it can be said that before Jia Jia, for the Sumeru space of the chaotic relic, it was the guardian spirit among them. Since no one had ever opened the Spatial Spirit Root, it looked coldly at the cultivation of those people who had coincidentally obtained the Chaos Legacy, and watched coldly. It wasn't until someone accidentally opened the spatial spiritual root that it was able to appear, from the indifferent spectators at the beginning, it was slowly rendered with emotions of joy, anger and sorrow, and it became more and more distinctive. It can be said that since the appearance of Jia Jia, everything he has experienced has not been experienced by Xuan Ling before.

Just like now, the small world within the Chaos Legacy was turned upside down, and a large number of spiritual power leaked out, supporting the formation of that broken void.

Those well-dressed and handsome monks have an ageless appearance, but under the effect of this broken void and the calamity of the heart, they are also mottled with gray hair.

Moved his fingers, struggling to get up, but in the struggle he ran into Gu Lang on the side, the handsome and indifferent man in Su Rili also lost consciousness under the tribulation of the heart, his face was hidden under the mottled white hair, Jia Jia couldn't see his current expression, but at this moment he was bent over and hunched, and when the calamity of the heart was still able to move, he protected her under him.

All the living beings around, even the pair of Daoists from the Hehuan Sect who wanted to watch coldly from a high place, and Fang Zhenren, who liked to secretly scheming people in the East China Sea, were like this, lying on the ground and losing consciousness.

Seeing the light flowing, a meteor crossed the sky, and under the last consciousness, Jia Jia moved her lips and instinctively spit out two words: "Star ......"

The three creatures in the Chaos Legacy escaped because of the nature of the Chaos Remnant, which was originally an immortal, but they also trembled, and Ruhua even sneered: "Didn't Lian Jia Jiamo be knocked out by someone and saw the stars?"

Ignoring Ruhua's nonsense, Xuan Ling spoke up again: "Lian Jiajia, Lian Jiajia, you wake up Lao Tzu!"

No matter how it shouted, Xuan Ling could not wake up Jia Jia except for feeling the spiritual power introduced in Jia Jia's dantian.

I don't know how long I shouted, Xuan Ling's voice was hoarse, and he was extremely tired, so he could only lie on the grass and gasp for breath, and at the same time, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes: Is this the power of the Ascension Tribulation? All living beings, and only innate artifacts such as the Chaos Relic escaped the catastrophe. Xuan Ling's heart palpitated, even if it has been conscious for hundreds of thousands of years, but, as long as its owner has not yet flown up, the ascension it has heard is just what the outside world says. You can truly feel the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and there is nothing else but to experience it yourself.

When Jia Jia woke up, he saw that he was in a void, surrounded by bright stars, but it seemed that he was not affected at all. got up, but fortunately, she was not alone in the range of the naked eye.

However, after a sweep, she saw the identities of these people clearly: next to her was Gu Lang, who was about to wake up but not awake, not far away was Shizun, who was also in this state, and a little farther away were Lu Ze, Fang Zhenren and Ning Wujian from the East China Sea.

Jia Jia looked around, there was no one, only they seemed to be in this void.

Jia Jia didn't know the reason, these few of them had out-of-body cultivation, hidden gods, and different sects, and they really couldn't see why a few of them appeared here.

Looking down at her hand, Jia Jia inexplicably gave birth to a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, as if she couldn't help it.

Gu Lang, who was in a daze, seemed to be waking up at this time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jia Jia looking down at him, with a worried face, and saw that he was awake. Worry turned to joy and helped him up, and Qin Ya on the side also woke up at this time, and it didn't take long for Fang Zhenren, Ning Wujian and Lu Ze to wake up.

Seeing this, Fang Zhenren rolled his eyes, probed back and forth on several people, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Jia Jia and Ning Wuji, and asked, "Are you two harboring pupil techniques, or have you peeped at that dragon?"

The two of them were stunned for a while, and after a long time, Ning Wuqian bowed his head slightly, and Jia Jia didn't know why, but he vaguely noticed that it was related to his trick Shattering the Void, so he also nodded indiscriminately.

"Looks like that's why we're here. "I have to say that although Fang Zhenren is a little obscene, his head is really good, but Fang just woke up and guessed a rough idea and found the common ground between several people.

"Then what should we do?" Fang Zhenren spread his hands and moved uncomfortably, "There is always a strange feeling. ”

After being silent for a moment, Qin Ya and Ning Wuqian spoke almost at the same time: "If you don't enter the hidden god, you can't fugue, this is the feeling of fugue." ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhenren suddenly realized and sighed: "I said, how can there be such a familiar and strange feeling. Haven't you two entered the Tibetan God yet, why are you also fugue?"

"I don't know. Gu Lang said.

Jia Jia also replied: "I don't know." ”

Fang Zhenren frowned, walked back and forth, and after dangling in front of everyone like this for a long time, he finally roared angrily: "Well, what does this Ascension Tribulation mean? What is it going to do?"

After this reverberation, I listened to the lingering sounds around me, and the sound of emptiness began to echo, "What are you doing" and "What are you doing...... This sentence keeps ringing in my ears.

Ning Wuqian was already in a bad mood, and when he yelled at him like this, he couldn't help but look angrily: "The villain surnamed Fang is noisy!"

"It's just an echo, what ...... about me" was suddenly silenced halfway through, and the word "thing" couldn't be spit out in Fang Zhenren's mouth.

"This is ......" Fang Zhenren couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's not your words, it's not the echo, someone, no, doesn't know what it really is, it's talking. Lu Ze looked around.

At this moment, the scene in front of the group of six people changed sharply, and after the mist, a long scroll opened, as if it was a delicate stroke drawn by Dan Qingmiao, and the scene in the painting was not real.

What I saw today was beyond everyone's imagination, and the six great monks who were present were also well-informed when they looked at Shenzhou, but they were still a little unable to come back to their senses when they saw such a scene at first glance.

A bad feeling arose, Fang Zhenren swallowed his saliva, and seemed to be extremely nervous: "I, I once saw a travel record, there was a secret realm called Danqing Shuyi in ancient times. The name is elegant, but there is no treasure in this secret realm, only killing intent. Maybe it can't be said that the secret realm can't be counted, it should be said that this is a fantasy realm that traps and kills. Trap the monk's spirit in the three-foot scroll, if so, if the monk can't get out, he will remain trapped in it until the end of his life. ”

"Then how should I get out?" Lu Ze turned his eyes to look at Fang Zhenren, and the monk's intuition told him that Fang Zhenren was right.

The mist that swirled around the side, blocking the line of sight, gradually dissipated, and the scene painted by the three-foot scroll appeared in front of the eyes of several people little by little.

The mountains are swirling, but there are also eaves and corners, and pedestrians in colorful clothes walk through it, and the three or five sword monks in the air from time to time indicate that this should also be a scene in the cultivation realm, but it is as prosperous as tearing, even if you look at Kunlun, which is now faintly a family, you can't see such a scene. In the corner of the sky, a dragon climbs on a huge dragon wall, holding a huge dragon ball in its mouth, but with a few brushstrokes, people can detect the extraordinary power of the dragon in the painting.

The six people in this line are all good at observing things, but after taking a look, Qin Ya spoke up: "Ninety percent of the sword cultivation painted in the painting, and the gift of carrying the sword is the gift of ancient sword cultivation." The stone pillars in the painting are all painted with ancient seal scripts, which is a pen that depicts the ancient monks. ”

"Hehe!" Fang Zhenren laughed along, pointed to a few places in the painting, and couldn't help sighing, "The size of the spirit stone in the hands of these people looks like the best spirit stone, these people are so generous." Even Fang Mou has accumulated money for many years and does not dare to spend such expenses. ”

Lu Ze followed and counted: "The Wind Beast, the Three-legged Golden Crow, and the Giant Golden Turtle are all demon beasts that only existed in ancient times. "Whether it is a wind beast or a three-legged golden crow, or a giant golden turtle, they all have a little bit of the bloodline of divine beasts, and their power is naturally extraordinary, there are many such demon beasts mixed with the bloodline of divine beasts in ancient times, but although such demon beasts are powerful, the bloodline of divine beasts in the body will gradually degenerate, so far, except for the demon beasts that have been affinity with the bloodline, such as the Jia Bird and Garuda that Jia Jia once encountered, they have survived because of their bloodline affinity, and most of the rest have been extinct.

Jia Jia, Gu Lang, and Ning Wuqian did not speak, because of the guidance of the three of them, the answer was obvious, this was a three-foot painting depicting an ancient scene. (To be continued.) )