Chapter 490: Hongmeng Jindan
Rumble!
After another half a day, in the dense land of the Nine Mountains, a coercion comparable to that of a fake infant stage, and even an old monster in the Yuan infant stage, suddenly exploded here.
This coercion emanated from Zhang Yan.
"Condensation!"
With Zhang Yan's soft drink, the last part of the aura around him instantly turned into a torrent and completely poured into his body.
On Zhou's body, the aura was completely depleted, not even a trace of wind appeared, and the entire sky seemed to be still.
And in Zhang Yan's body, the cultivation of the whole body contracted instantly, and rushed towards Jin Dan at full speed.
This time, a condensed and sturdy golden pill completely appeared in his dantian.
Yudan is a success!
At this moment, Zhang Yan's heart was overwhelmed by an irrepressible excitement, and he was so excited that he wanted to look up to the sky and roar.
However, the realm was not stable, Zhang Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and slowly ran the Void Yuan Technique.
He wants to strengthen the realm.
Every time he ran the exercises, Zhang Yan found that the golden pill in the dantian would tremble slightly.
And every time at this time, the slightest terrifying aura emanating from the golden pill seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, Zhang Yan also truly realized the strength of the Jindan period monks.
Even if his strength was against the sky before, and he didn't break through to the Jindan stage, in the face of the monks of the Jindan stage, he only had to protect himself and escape.
At this moment, feeling the vast and boundless cultivation in his body, Zhang Yan was confident that even if he faced a monk in the late stage of the Shangjin Dan period at this moment, he would have the strength to fight!
Whether it is divine consciousness or the cultivation of the body, it is more than several times stronger at this time than it was in the False Dan Period.
At the time of the False Dan Period, the divine consciousness and cultivation were already comparable to the existence of the late Jindan, and at this moment, both were compared with the monks in the early Yuan Infant Period.
It's just that at this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The Jin Dan in the dantian seemed to be a little weird.
The Jin Dan condensed by himself is not a refutation pill, nor is it a Yundan and a red pill.
There will be extremely mixed lines and breaths on the barge, and the golden color will loom.
In the case of Yundan, a floating pale golden cloud shadow will appear on it.
As for the red pill, there will be a fiery red aura all over the body, as if it is like a volcanic eruption, red and gold, but the momentum is condensed but not obvious.
Zidan, even more obvious, the whole body is glowing with purple gold, and it is generally the legendary demon genius who defy the sky, so there is a chance to condense it.
But the golden pill in Zhang Yan's dantian was covered with a layer of hazy aura, and the outer layer was even more chaotic and uncertain.
The Jin Dan in front of him was not even among the four Jin Dan levels currently known.
"Senior, what kind of golden pill is this?"
Zhang Yan looked inward for a long time in a daze, and then asked with some trepidation.
"Huh?"
A trace of the old monster's soul power also entered Zhang Yan's dantian, and when he saw this golden pill, he was also stunned, and his expression was full of doubts: "What kind of golden pill is this? Could it be the legendary turbidity pill?"
"What is Turbidity?"
A bad premonition rose in Zhang Yan's heart, and he said quite uneasily.
"Turbidity Pill, even worse than the Turbidity Pill, is generally those whose qualifications are extremely poor, and their cultivation is extremely slow, but they have a chance against the sky, opportunities are continuous, and they are lucky to get married, so some monks have a certain chance of condensing the Turbidity Pill. Turbidity Dan, but like Zidan, it is almost rare. I can't think of ......."
After the old monster explained, he glanced at the Jin Dan in Zhang Yan's body again, and sighed with pity.
Hearing this, Zhang Yan's heart chuckled, and he was originally full of excitement, but he fell to the valley in an instant.
It turns out that he has condensed into an existence that is even worse than Bargedan!
Zhang Yan's face was full of bitterness, and in the end, he could only sigh: "Well, judging from my original qualifications, it is a great luck to be able to condense the golden pill." At least it's much stronger than the hundreds of millions of monks who are stuck in the late stage of foundation building and can't break through. ”
After some self-comfort, Zhang Yan regained his composure.
Just when Zhang Yan was about to continue to consolidate the realm, in the middle of the dense land here, an incomparably depressing atmosphere permeated the sky.
Meantime.
Outside the Holy Tower.
In the canyon where the holy tower is located, there are dozens of figures.
At this time, nearly ten days had passed since the end of the trial of the Holy Tower.
However, at this moment, the dozens of people gathered in the canyon had solemn faces and a depressed atmosphere.
In front of everyone, two figures stepped into the void, a middle-aged man and a white-bearded old man.
It was the temple master Pojun Mountain and the temple elder Zhong who was silent.
And behind the two of them, there were the patriarchs of the various families of the Blue City and the Lord of the Blue City.
Behind them were a group of young handsome people who participated in this trial.
In the face of these old monsters who usually live in seclusion, they don't dare to come out one by one.
Especially those genius children who came from outside to participate in the trial, they were even more nervous.
And among these family patriarchs, there are Luo Lingtian, the head of the Luo family, and Meng Yechen, the head of the Meng family.
It's just that at this moment, the looks on the faces of the two are very different.
Meng Yechen looked back at Meng Huaqian behind him, and the look of relief and pride on his face was revealed.
It was Luo Lingtian, with a gloomy face.
Although Luo Feng came out of the holy tower safely, in the end, because a nameless boy was injured, he couldn't even get a treasure, and that kid turned out to be the young man who killed Luo Ming that day.
Menghuaqian and a few others got a few spiritual treasures instead.
What's even more terrifying is that Gu Hansheng got a Transformation Pill from the Absolute Dragon Palace.
The temple master and the elders, with all their hard work and financial resources, could not make Gu Hansheng willing to take out the pill in exchange.
But they were afraid of Gu Hansheng's family background, and they didn't dare to force it at all.
And the remaining children of the other families, as well as the foreign genius Junyan, have all obtained sporadic spirit treasures and imitations of spirit treasures to varying degrees, which made many family high-level officials blush.
But in the temple where it was, they could only suppress the desire to rob.
If you want to say that the face here is the most ugly, it is Mo Tianhan, the head of the Mo family.
His face was as gloomy as water, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to be able to turn into substance.
Looking at that appearance, you may be on the verge of going berserk at any time.
"My son's strength in the sky is stronger than the average Jindan period, how can he be killed by others, and how can the image formation of your temple not be tracked, the appearance of the holy tower at this time is too much of a coincidence, right?"
Mo Tianhan had already heard the narration of what happened inside, but he still couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but look at the temple master angrily.
"Humph!"
When Pojun Mountain heard this, his face suddenly sank, and he snorted coldly: "Do you suspect that our temple has done something wrong ......?"
But just as he was about to continue speaking, a roar suddenly came from above the Holy Tower.
Bang!
The clear sky, which was originally cloudless, was instantly shrouded by layers of endless black clouds, and the black pressure pressed directly towards the holy tower, and the thunder and lightning that densely covered the entire sky staggered down, as if ten thousand white rays fell towards the holy tower.
"What's going on?"
Looking at the sudden changes, Rao is there are many monks in the late Yuan Infant period here, and they can't help but show their fear, in the face of the thunder that fell at the same time from all the Dao, they can only lead everyone to retreat, until they reach the valley mouth.
"The ban has expired, and there is still no way to enter the Holy Tower, but what about this thunderbolt?"
The temple master and many of the temple elders were full of doubt.
For this, Zhang Yan naturally didn't know.
At this moment, in the dense land of the Nine Mountains, layers of black clouds were also filled at the same time, and at the same time, they overwhelmed Zhang Yan and the ancient altar not far away.
Bang!
Thunder and lightning are staggered, and thousands of ways are ringing in unison.
"Tragedy?"
Faced with the sudden thunderstorm, Zhang Yan was at a loss.
"It looks like you're going to have to get through this. Moreover, this time it is you and the little demon cat who are crossing the catastrophe at the same time, and the power is even greater......"
The old monster's words were full of solemnity.
"Looks like it's doomed!"
Zhang Yan hadn't come out of his gloomy mood yet, and he ushered in the thunder tribulation again, and he was very depressed, but he still quickly adjusted, and quickly took out the two most powerful treasures of the ancient umbrella and the black spirit lotus.
Bang!
In Zhang Yankankan, the black spirit lotus was sacrificed to form a defense, and a black lightning bolt fell violently.
"Black lightning!"
At the same time, the old monster was full of shocking exclamations, and it also sounded, staring at the falling black lightning in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly looked at the golden pill in Zhang Yan's body, and found that the Buddha heaven and earth were opening at the beginning, chaotic, and even more hazy, but during the period, there was a faint dark golden lightning crackling.
"Hongmeng Jindan! This is Hongmeng Jindan!"
The old monster's repeated exclamations resounded non-stop in Zhang Yan's sea.