The first to notice the mutation was the cultivators of the Five Peaks Sect.

The cloudless sky was suddenly filled with dazzling colors.

Immediately afterwards, countless colorful Ruiguang waterfalls poured down, and the thunder rumbled from far and near, resounding through the sky.

Almost all the cultivators flew into the air.

The heads of the Wuyue faction, the Dharma protectors, and the disciples of the sects, as well as the masters of the various factions who were participating in the Qingshui National Competition, were all shocked.

They either flew into the air, or stopped in the distance with flying swords, staring at Zhao Xiang's cultivation cave, chattering, turning heads and ears, their faces full of shock or puzzlement.

Xia Xue and You Meili both flew into the air at once, staring at the strange scene in front of Zhao Xiang's cultivation cave, and the two of them showed worried expressions together.

"What the hell is Ah Xiang doing, jumping around like this?" You Meili asked with wide eyes.

"I don't know, looking at his appearance, it can't be to avoid the thunder from the sky, right?" Xia Xue guessed uncertainly.

And Gao Ao, a disciple of the Wuyue Sect who was standing not far from the second daughter, shouted with a look of complete worship: "Ma Mingxiao, what's going on? What is Patriarch Zhao Xiang doing?

"How do I know, you go and ask Master Wu, maybe he can know something inside!" Ma Mingxiao stared at Zhao Xiang, who was standing on the platform in front of the cultivation cave, and replied quickly.

Wu Bingyan glanced at Ma Mingxiao, and then replied: "Maybe you are cultivating some treasure, this is nothing strange, don't you see a burly man with a height of eight feet standing next to Patriarch Zhao Xiang? I'm afraid he is helping Patriarch Zhao Xiang refine."

Everyone knew that Wu Bingyan was guessing, and this situation was by no means like a magic weapon for cultivation.

Fang Zhiyuan, the head of the Confucian sect who was dressed in gray and was over half a hundred years old, had a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

The middle-aged beautiful woman in purple Luo clothes behind Fang Zhiyuan, Yan Xiaoxiang, the head of Xuanzong's Sect Leader Yan, was full of suspicion, and her heart was shocked, and she guessed in her heart, could it be that Zhao Xiang was cultivating some secret magic skill that led to Tianzhao?

Yan Xiaoxiang, a talented woman who has always known a lot of secrets and anecdotes in the Qingluo Star Cultivation Realm, couldn't figure out the key at this moment, and her brows couldn't help but lock up suddenly.

Zhuang Lu, the head of the Taoist sect, is a great master of refining weapons, and he doesn't believe that this is cultivating a magic weapon at all!

Just kidding, even if he cultivates immortal weapons, there will be no heavenly signs, and he won't break it, knowing that there must be a big article in it!

And Wu Huaiyi, the head of the Wuyue Sect, was worried about what would happen to this young patriarch, and kept praying in his heart that he would not be besieged and exterminated by the Qingluo Star Cultivation Master like in the morning.

In Wu Huaiyi's view, although in the end the ancestor of Chixiazi saved his disciple Zhao Xiang, but Wu Huaiyi is very aware of the truth that there are people outside the sky, in Qingluo Xing, which has hundreds of countries, there are many top masters who have never been born, and no one can guarantee that the supernatural power of the ancestor of Chixiazi Qingluo Star is the first, even if it is the first, who can guarantee that there is no time when the horse stumbles?

What's more, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the sea is difficult to measure, if that day encounters internal and external troubles, then ......

Wu Huaiyi looked at the cultivators of the various sects scattered around the main hall of the Wuyue Sect, their faces showing various rich expressions, and the worry in his heart became heavier.

Gradually, the colored light became stronger and stronger, and the main hall of the Wuyue Sect made a strange sound, like the sea hitting the shore, like an iron hammer beating the war drums, overwhelming the sky and making people's hearts shake.

Zhao Xiang stood in the colorful glow of the sky, bearing the pressure of the aura that was getting stronger and stronger.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just gone through the five kinds of spiritual qi again, this kind of spiritual pressure from heaven and earth, even if he was at the peak of the Great Perfection in the late stage of incarnation, I am afraid it would be extremely difficult for him to withstand it.

The colorful rays of light flashing in the sky, like a rushing river, surged towards Zhao Xiang in all directions, shooting into the pores and acupuncture points outside his body like sharp arrows.

And a series of cannon-like explosions resounded through the sky.

Zhao Xiang disappeared from the ground, like a dazzling multicolored glow, constantly tumbling above the platform facing east in the middle of the main peak of the Wuyue Sect, cultivating the prohibition arranged outside the cave mansion, because he couldn't withstand the pressure of the colorful glow, all of them collapsed in an instant, and even the platform produced criss-crossing cracks.

Not far away, the main hall of the Wuyue Sect swayed even more, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

Wu Huaiyi, such a calm person, was also shocked by Zhao Xiang's current abnormality, and his whole body trembled.

He grabbed Elder Yang Wei on the side, and said continuously: "What is Patriarch Zhao Xiang doing, what is he doing?"

Yang Wei looked at it blankly, he also wanted to understand, he wanted to think very much, but he didn't know anything, just like all people, he felt that his body was torn apart, Jin Dan couldn't stop trembling, and he was suffering from more and more dangerous high-intensity compression.

There were already some cultivators in the Qi Condensation Period and Foundation Building Period who could not resist this kind of coercion and fell to the ground.

Even the many disciples of the various factions who rushed over when they heard the sound also rolled down from the flying sword they controlled, their faces pale.

Uncle Huan was shocked and shouted: "Master be careful, this is the invasion of the gods, and it will only be encountered when the gods of the god realm are advanced, hurry up and collect your mind, and keep the dantian, quickly!"

The sword-shaped thick eyebrows on Uncle Huan's forehead kept beating, his eyes were half-narrowed, and his face was full of seriousness.

He hurriedly threw out the Soul Search Guide with both hands, and a large blue light covered the surrounding crowd, and then many masters also blessed their own protection to resist the huge and terrifying coercion generated by the colorful rays of light.

As soon as he heard Uncle Huan's words, Zhao Xiang cried out in his heart: "The divine calamity has not yet arrived, the powerful aura brought by this ghost omen has invaded my body like an arrow, making Lao Tzu and my muscles and veins want to be broken, and my internal organs will be torn apart, fuck, what is this God doing, and still let people live? Is this unclear that I want my life from my master?

Zhao Xiang supported it hard, and he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't give up no matter what happened at this time!

As long as you pass this level and survive the tribulation, you can open the fourth area of Jade Jian and learn the secrets of your parents and brothers!

Zhao Xiang kept tumbling at a height of three hundred meters in front of the main peak of the Wuyue Sect, and it seemed that only in this way could he slightly alleviate the pain that the spiritual energy entering his body brought to him was like hell.

In the eyes of many cultivators, they saw a cluster of multicolored light moving rapidly in the air, looking extremely blurry, and the speed was extremely fast, and it flashed a few times, and it actually brought out a series of illusory shadows! I just saw that the multicolored light cluster rolled somewhere, and after rolling for a while, it appeared strangely farther away, and there was still another multicolored light cluster left in the same place.

Faced with this exquisite scene that appeared in mid-air, all the onlookers were stunned and amazed.

They didn't know what Zhao Xiang was doing now, and they all talked and whispered.

"Isn't he practicing some kind of light exercises? It's amazing. ”

"I think it's very likely, otherwise, there would be no need for this kind of fancy show. ”

"I hope there won't be any ugliness, or we'll all have ...... Hey, hey, that's fun. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, Zhao Xiang is likely to be in some kind of realm breakthrough, beware of your tongue. ”

"You're saying that he—he may have broken through to the Transformation of God? It's not so terrifying, is it? He's cultivating too fast!"

"Hmph, lonely and unheard, he was even led down at once, what else is impossible?!"

"Don't fall for evil, right? How can you roll around in front of so many people, even if it's beautiful, it's too exaggerated, right?!"

......

But no one can know the pain and torture that Zhao Xiang is experiencing at the moment.