Gu Tu's breath was misty, and he fell down to block the next round of offensive for Jingyi.

Jing Yi's eyebrows are shining, the magic is very strange, a villain seems to manifest in the sea of knowledge, that is the beauty of the ancient scriptures, the mind is from the virtual to the real, in this limit, that resentment squeezed out of Jing Yi's potential, took a key step.

The ancient picture also flew out and settled in Jing Yimei's heart, and his sea of knowledge turned into a sea of gold, undulating and turbulent.

Resentment is galloping, just a wisp is enough to make Jingyi's means out, the perfect battle body of the Honghuang Fighting Body, not only is the flesh shell powerful, but even the Nian Zhi is even stronger and outrageous, which can be called a flawless fighting body.

Knock knock!

The sound of the surging consciousness is like the handover of gold and stone, very heavy, as if there is a great river flowing.

The thunder and lightning on the heavenly dome became more and more blazing, and Jiang Cheng was even more intimidating, opening his palm, grabbing a dragon vein from under the yīn Yang Forbidden Domain, fixing it under the palace, and deriving a large array to protect it.

Rumble!

Countless heavy temples were shrouded in a layer of faint light, and the thunder landed, blasting in the faint light, and was resisted by this large array.

Jiang Cheng's eyes are deep, and he protects Jingyi, so that he can not be affected by the outside world, no matter what kind of divine punishment is sent down by this heaven and earth, he will bear it.

Otherwise, with Jing Yi's body, there would be no chance to carry this catastrophe at all, and this anti-heavenly tribulation would make even the Holy Lord-level figures tremble.

A wisp of resentment in the fighting body turned into a whirlpool, pulling Jing Yi into the endless illusion, hoping that he would sink forever and let his mind die in the illusion.

Jing Yi's heart was as solid as a rock, and Rao was a powerful wisp of resentment in the fighting body, and he was still fighting.

Another round of powerful offensive is approaching, devouring a large area of Jingyi's sea of knowledge, about to destroy the last of his obsessions, the ancient map glows, and the veins on it gradually disappear, turning into brilliance and rushing into Jingyi's body, becoming one with the divine veins in the body.

"This is the unique refining method of the Flood Desolation Battle Body in the primeval period!" Jing Yi was surprised, he inadvertently obtained such a treasure.

However, if there is no opportunity for today, Jing Yi is only afraid that he will not be able to understand it for the rest of his life, and only the Flood Desolation Fighting Body can be cultivated, and other mortal bodies or special physiques have no possibility of cultivation at all.

The divine vein began to merge into Jing Yi's body, and the surging vitality rushed into his limbs, instantly tearing Jing Yi's body apart, and the blood stained the temple red.

"Nine deaths and one life, if you don't have this transformation, it is impossible for you to survive the three calamities and nine tribulations, stick to the Dao heart, and believe in your own self. Jiang Cheng's thoughts came in.

Jing Yi's heart was very firm, the resentment was like a wronged soul, entangled, his body was still torn, he forgot the pain, and what he wanted in his heart was overwhelmed.

"Ahh

In a loud roar, Jing Yigang's fused body shattered again, and blood splattered in large patches, even the walls around the main hall were stained red.

The vitality of the divine veins in the body nourishes the body, maintains a breath without falling, and hangs the last ray of vitality of Jingyi.

The physical body is healed again, according to Jiang Cheng's words, Jing Yi has to undergo nine transformations, nine is the extreme, and nine is one, in order to completely change the physique, and unite the two physiques of Taixu and Fighting.

When the divine veins entered the body, it was already extremely painful, and it took nine times for the body to be torn nine times before it could get the last chance of life, and Jing Yi still had resentment in the sea of knowledge, and the situation was in all difficulties, which was very bad.

Jing Yi didn't give up, he had not yet offset the power of that resentment, he had already been torn three times, and his blood was about to run out, but the divine vein had recreated the divine blood for him, which was much stronger than before.

The golden lake in the center of his eyebrows was dim, almost swallowed by resentment, and he carried it through two more body cracks, almost to the limit, and the vitality was rapidly disappearing, going downhill.

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, this step can only rely on Jing Yi himself, others can't help him, the road of the strong needs to go by himself, helping each other at such a moment is tantamount to pulling out the seedlings to help grow.

The pain had already paralyzed Jing Yi, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and the last wisp of his thoughts was guarding the place, still not giving up.

In such a state, he resisted two body splits, and really reached the limit, and the original surging vitality on his body became a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

"Alas, maybe I hurt you, it shouldn't be like this, you originally had the hope of rising, as long as you cultivate the body of the void to the fullest, you can dominate the world. Jiang Cheng sighed, he felt that Jingyi's fire of life was completely burned out, and there was no possibility of regeneration.

The luster of Jing Yi's body dimmed, and the vision of the Flood Desolation Fighting Body was amazing, sweeping in all directions, and the divine power as vast as Jin Ze shook the heavens in all directions, and the treasure shell made a sonorous sound, comparable to the peerless body of a peerless weapon, showing its extraordinary.

The last ray of life.

The flame of life eventually dimmed.

Jiang Cheng sighed, the god was a little depressed, he walked out of the temple alone, looking at the sky in amazement, the book fairy in the space of Jingyi Sumeru jumped out, shook off the meteor and strided, where is the appearance of an old man, walking like flying, strong like a real dragon.

"Aren't you afraid that the one outside will come in?" asked the Shuxian in the book.

"What about killing in. Jiang Chengfeng smiled lightly.

"There is not necessarily no one in this world who is your opponent. The fairy in the book snorted coldly.

"We'll see. Jiang Cheng smiled, but turned around and walked back into the hall, and a seal of life flew out of his eyebrows, containing a majestic vitality that wanted to enter Jing Yi's body.

Jiang Cheng's vitality burned, and he really turned into a divine flame, wanting to ignite the flame of life that Jing Yi extinguished, but when his vitality approached Jing Yi, he found that Jing Yi was not dead, and there was still a glimmer of hope, and he was still struggling.

Suddenly, his originally healed body cracked open again, blood splashed everywhere, and his face, which had been without waves for many years, was filled with joy.

Jingyi survived the eighth death tribulation, and his vitality returned, and his breath was not broken.

"If you don't die, I'll also give you a deal with Taiyi. The immortal in the book let out a sigh of relief, obviously very jealous of Taiyi.

Jing Yi stood up, standing opposite the desolate fighting body, his eyes closed, his long hair was windless, and his face was ethereal, like a magic medicine blooming on the edge of a cliff.

Wandering between life and death, he almost fell into the abyss many times, but he was chased back by a firm belief, no matter how deep the abyss is, it can't penetrate people's hearts after all.

Boom!

The divine vein entered the body, was thoroughly refined by Jing Yi, turned into a strange streamer, cruising in the body, the brilliant golden light transformed the body, and Jing Yi's body began to highlight the characteristics of the battle body.

His Vientiane Qi Sea became a piece of golden sè, and the waves of golden sè emitted bursts of thunderous sounds, and the entire sea of qi expanded tenfold, and when he raised his hands and feet, there was a force comparable to that of a dragon elephant.

The resentment in the sea of thoughts gradually faded, and the wisps were removed, turning into wisps of gray sè air that flew out of the center of the eyebrows, and finally disintegrated.

The Nine Deaths Tribulation has passed, Jing Yi's vitality has returned, the rolling vitality in the divine veins is healing the injured body, his vitality has arrived, and such a painful transformation is difficult to go through after all!

Jing Yi's consciousness was further condensed, turning into a golden figure sitting cross-legged in the sea of knowledge, if it is one more golden step, it can become a divine consciousness, and finally transform into a primordial god.

Above the Purple Mansion of the Flood Wilderness Fighting Body, the cloth is chaotic, and a golden dragon swallows thunder, and in the golden waves, an ancient tree is rooted on it, but the slap is full of vigor, and the roots are like dragons.

This kind of physique of the Purple Mansion is different from ordinary monks, and even in the primeval period, there was a flood desolation fighting body, not cultivating the Dao Law, only cultivating the battle body, a body that is comparable to a peerless combat weapon, and only one hand breaks the sky.

What Zifu Yuanying, smashed with one punch, there are floating clouds in front of him, and nothing can compare to a pair of battle fists.

It is conceivable how strong the physical strength of a person with this vein physique is.

In the glorious era of the primeval period, some ancient cultivation methods were amazing and gorgeous, but they all disappeared in the long river of history.

If he wants to fully exert the divine power of the battle body, Jing Yi still has a long way to go, looking for the Flood Desolation Fighting Body cultivation method that disappeared in the vast river, and fusing it into one furnace.

He was covered in golden light, like a golden god of war, even his hair was golden, the body of the void was inside, and the body of the flood was outside, the two physiques were fused, and Jing Yi felt that even a punch could stab a hole in a small mountain.

The jīng qi in his body surged, the rich could not be dissolved, the divine power fluctuated like the Han Sea, he moved at will, the divine power was majestic, the qi sea was ten times larger, and the strength was more than ten times stronger.

The thunder outside the temple is endless, a terrifying calamity is brewing, it may fall to the sky at any time, Jingyi's second calamity is coming, he has passed this matter, if he can't break through the four heavens, it will be too shocking.

"The sky is hot and the wind is blowing, and I may not be like last time. Jing Yi's eyes were bright, and two rays of light like divine swords appeared.

On the nine-day firmament, the lightning was like a sea, all of which were submerged and submerged in this palace, but in that amazing thunder, there was a cloud of wind and fire brewing, which was very terrifying.

A terrifying aura came, shaking the entire palace.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand to withdraw the magic circle, and Jing Yi turned into a golden light and rushed towards Tianyu!