Zhang Qian is familiar with the method by heart, and he has stabilized the Dao heart.

Only then did he reopen the stone gate and enter the dungeon, walking smoothly and looking the same. There are no distracting thoughts in the heart, there is no trace of anxiety and anxiety before breaking the realm, although the heart and demon tribulation in the realm of heart and demons is not worth mentioning compared to the wind and fire tribulation and even the true demon tribulation in the future, but in this realm, the practitioner's Dao heart and realm are extremely low, and there are not a few people who die in the heart tribulation when the realm is broken, especially the people of the Demon Sect, who act perversely, have deep delusions, and the heart demon realm is far more powerful than the Taoist monks, and the realm is quickly unstable, breaking this realm, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is nine deaths and a lifetime.

Therefore, most monks must be guarded by elders when they break through the realm, although they can't help each other, they can also protect their hearts and veins when they fail, so as not to die.

Rao is like this, and when he comes to this step one by one, he still can't help but feel fear and tremble like walking on thin ice.

Zhang Qian didn't bother to think about it so much, he even forgot what fear was, walked to the futon and sat down, and poured a blood-bone flower leaf with half a monkey wine, regardless of the pain that spread in his body, looking at the tongue of fire that kept swallowing in the ground crack in the distance, his mind gradually entered the realm of emptiness.

In just a moment, the qi and blood in the body were already boiling like fire, and this underground palace was already extremely hot.

After Zhang Qian's physical cultivation has achieved a little success, he has hardly sweated, and the foundation has reached the realm of cold and heat, and it can also regulate the dampness, heat and cold in the outside world, but at this time, it does not play the slightest role, it lasts for half an hour, his whole person seems to be fished out of the water, his clothes are soaked, and it is extremely uncomfortable to stick to his body.

An hour or two later, a layer of salt crust formed on the surface of Zhang Qian's skin, a piece of white flowers.

After another hour or two, it gradually came to dusk, but the dungeon did not know the day, Zhang Qian did not wake up, the layer of salt crust was gradually bloated, but the color was no longer pure, the white sweat salt was mixed with a little variegation, like old blood scale, and like the silt in the canal, but it was so continuous meditation and breathing, refining the impurities in the depths of the body, the foundation was originally perfect, the body was dust-free, disease-free, and it was extremely difficult to refine a trace of impurities, not to mention that he also cultivated the art of Dao Yuan, and his body was even more pure, so it can be seen how much effort he put into breaking the realm。

It's not hard to imagine how much pain he suffered at this time.

However, he was like a clay sculpture, and he did not move.

He put all his mind on the warmth of his lower abdomen, after some effort, the warmth has gradually become clear, no longer intermittent, just as humble as dust, immersed in the heat, it is even more insignificant, if you want to open up the sea of qi, it will obviously take a few days.

The west corridor was quiet at night, and several disciples looked at each other, but they didn't know how to speak.

Zhang Qian's sudden appearance and murderous behavior left a lingering haze in the hearts of several people, and it hurt the unspeakable self-esteem in everyone's hearts, so no one knew how to break the slightly embarrassing calm in front of them, a few people, you look at me, I look at you, for two quarters of an hour, Xu Qing coughed lightly: "This person said that he killed Deacon Wangshu, do you want to believe it?"

The few people on the side did not speak, so they acquiesced.

Although no one present wanted to believe it, they had to believe that Zhang Qian's killing act today was too simple, and a monk who built the foundation realm of the Great Perfection was like a chicken, saying that if he pinched to death, he would be pinched to death, and he acted obediently and secretively, and he was not a person to be messed with at first glance, and he did not dare not believe it.

Besides, if Wang Shu hadn't died, how could Zhang Qian take his token and enter the West Corridor?

"I also think that Deacon Wang Shu is more auspicious, but the process is not as simple as I thought. Xu Qing looked at the desktop lightly with his fingertips, this beeping voice caused everyone to panic, one by one fidgeting, but they didn't dare to answer, all this was naturally seen by him, in addition to nervousness and expectation, "Think about it, if Deacon Wang Shu is really dead, then how many elixirs and exercises can be left in his palace?"

"Do you want to?" the man was only halfway through his words, but everyone understood, and their expressions were full of fear.

Xu Qing naturally knew that everyone was afraid, but he was a little annoyed, and shouted in a low voice: "Do you think that if you are a turtle with a shrunken head like this, you will be safe and sound?" This person has a strange background, whether it is my people from Flame Hell Peak is not clear, this time I killed Deacon Wang Shu and occupied the West Corridor, I don't know what ambition is, if I don't do anything, when this situation deteriorates and causes irreparable losses, you and I will help the abuse, and we still can't escape death!"

Everyone was very anxious when he said this, but they were even more embarrassed.

"You have also seen the strength of that person, Chen Ping's strength is not stronger than you? If he says to kill him, he will kill him, even if we have the heart to resist, what can we do? ”

Xu Qing snorted coldly, as if mocking: "I can't do it, but there is no one else in Flame Hell Peak?"

"The peak master has been sitting on the life and death pass for more than ten years, I haven't seen his old man since I went up the mountain, and now the first one has also gone to retreat, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come out in two or three years, who else can I find to administer justice?" The man was mocked by him, but he couldn't hold his face, and said sarcastically: "There are only a few people in the inner gate right now, but even Wang Shu died in the hands of this person, and those people are not useless?"

Wang Shu used to be valued by the white bone Zhenren, jealous of others, and acted flamboyantly, and was extremely popular among the inner disciples.

Xu Qing smiled, as if he was confident: "That person is not as powerful as you imagined, although I don't know his strength realm, but there is a big difference between the realm of heart demons and the realm of refining oneself and building a foundation, I have been serving Deacon Wang Shu for five years, and the monks of the realm of demons have peeked into the doorway of the avenue, and there is a slight difference between them and the monks of our foundation building realm in terms of breath, I can't tell you where the specific difference is, but I feel that it will not be bad." ”

"With just a trace of feeling, you dare to be so sure? If this person doesn't have the strength of the realm of demons, how can he kill Wang Shu?"

"Don't forget, Deacon Wang Shu is now in the late stage of the realm of demons in his heart, and he is facing the most dangerous and bitter sea demon realm, and no one knows whether he has been injured in the past few days, I think that person has taken advantage of this. A cold light appeared in Xu Qing's eyes.

If this person is really my disciple of Flame Prison Peak, it is not a crime for him to kill Wang Shu and replace him, after all, it is impossible for my Flame Prison Peak to sacrifice a living master to seek justice for a dead man. ”

"The rules and righteousness are not enough to move them, so what about the benefits? Deacon Wang Shu is very favored, how many rewards he receives from the first seat every year, and the medicine field under the mountain produces elixirs every year, and his wealth alone is not worse than the sum of the other deacons, it is impossible for them not to be tempted, as long as they are willing to do it, this person will inevitably die, even if he takes the big head in the future and leaves a mouthful of soup, it cannot be ignored. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone gradually became moved.

"Well, then, we will make up our minds, and in three days' time, when the ban on the West Corridor will be opened, I will take this opportunity to go out and ask some of the deacons to come and kill him, and if it fails, I will make another plan. Xu Qing said with satisfaction, and then his expression was slightly solemn: "If it is revealed, the six of us must advance and retreat together, you all understand the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, if I die, you will not end well, and the six of us will not be defeated if we join forces." ”

He talked a lot of nonsense this time, and re-established his position for everyone, but in fact, he was also weak-hearted, and he was just so courageous.

Three days of timing, waiting for a long time.

This cage is the peak of the Flame Prison, the prohibition is complex and huge, it is only opened once every four days, there is only one hour at a time, if there is no prohibition token, you can't enter and exit, even if these serving disciples in the West Corridor are the same, although they are also equipped with the palace brand, but the authority is only enough to operate in some inconsequential places, so they can only wait for the ban to open once every four days, and these three days are afraid of incidents, which can be described as terrifying.

Xu Qing was excited, and he left the west corridor in a hurry, and went to all parts of the Flame Hell Peak, and began to lobby a few inner deacons.

In the dungeon, Zhang Qian's breakthrough realm has been on the ground for four days, at this time his body is no longer sweating, and the salt shell that is covered with filth has also fallen off a lot, revealing a skin with a dark jade luster, in the past few days, he has taken the second petal of blood bone flower, at this time, Zhou's body is full of soft scales, and there is no trace of flaw, even if Wang Shu is reborn, he may not be able to kill him with real fire, and his combat power is naturally not the same.

At the same time, an inch of space has also opened up in the sea of qi.

A warm feeling is lingering in it, and it is only one last step before it can take root.

At this juncture, Zhang Qian only felt a burst of sweetness on the tip of his tongue, as if there was a soft and tender, wet thing to open his lips, and then touched the tip of the tongue between his teeth, this feeling felt indescribably wonderful, so that people could not extricate themselves, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a face that will never be forgotten, the autumn waves are tactful, there are hidden tears, the eyebrows are locked in the autumn, as if there is an endless thought, as if this person has missed himself for a thousand years.

Zhang Qian thought that his mind was like iron and difficult to shake, but at this time, he inexplicably felt a trace of pity.

This thought was born, and all kinds of thoughts followed, and even he didn't notice it, but he felt that the face in front of him was becoming more and more familiar.

The woman's eyebrows were even more missing, her hands hugged him tightly, and a silk gauze gradually slipped off, revealing her shoulders like ice muscles and jade bones, and the charming fragrance was in her heart, just like the most intoxicating breath in the world, pulling people into the abyss of eternal daylessness, how could she not wake up, those cold hands were also caressing Zhang Qian's body, and there was an inexplicable heat in his body, and the mass of natal essence in the sea of qi was about to be discharged.