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Song Ci'an flew to the largest volcano and stood in the void on the volcano, popping up his spiritual consciousness to look for the Wind Spirit Flower. The thousand-year-old Wind Spirit Flower has already gained spiritual consciousness and can avoid danger. There are many people looking for the Wind Spirit Flower, but they still haven't found it yet. See traces.

The monks looking for the Wind Spirit Flower are all of low cultivation, mainly Nascent Soul monks, mainly disciples of monks from various sects and disciples of demons.

Although the Demon Lord's cultivation level is high, it is still difficult to obtain the elixir with the help of the guardians around him. There are no eternal enemies in the face of interests. Good and evil are at odds with each other. The elders and casual cultivators of each sect have temporarily chosen to fight against the Demon Lord, intending to defeat the Demon Lord and then compete with each other.

But there are always lucky people who want to take advantage of the confrontation between the two to steal the elixir. However, before they can touch the elixir, they are penetrated by several rays of spiritual power and die unexpectedly. The body fell into the boiling crater and disappeared in an instant.

Some monks are also always wary of Song Ci'an. The snipe and the clam are fighting each other, and they are most afraid of the fisherman's gain. Not only the monks, but also the two guardians of the demon clan were always wary of Song Cian.

Having to find Fenglinghua first, Song Ci'an expanded the scope of his search, thinking about the sound of swords clashing, and wailing sounds everywhere. At this moment, either you insert the sword into someone else's body, or someone else's knife pierces your heart.

Qi An fought off the demons beside him and leaned against Song Cian, breathing softly.

"Found it, it's here." Song Cian withdrew his consciousness and supported Qi An beside him to fly towards the crater.

Fenglingcao, who has opened his spiritual consciousness, is extremely intelligent and is actually hiding under the magma on the surface of the volcano crater. No one had thought that the Wind Spirit Grass would be hidden in the magma. After all, the magma could burn the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone a mere flower.

There were other monks around who noticed Song Ci'an's behavior, but no one dared to step forward for a while. With the powerful strength of the integration stage, he could crush himself to death with one finger.

The calamity clouds in the sky became more and more dense, and the black mass was mixed with purple thunder and lightning flashing through it.

Many people have noticed such a phenomenon and initially thought it was the birth of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. After all, since ancient times, many heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been born, and the celestial phenomena have brought thunder and disasters. But now that the elixir and other treasures have been born, thunder and calamity has not descended from the sky, and the strangeness has not disappeared, but has become more serious.

"I'm afraid someone is trying to break through!" someone in the crowd said.

"Are you kidding me? If I break through here, I'm afraid this person is not looking for death!"

"Looking at Jie Yun's appearance, I'm afraid someone is going to break through the integration!" The person who spoke was an elder in the God Transformation stage. There are far more Jie Yun who have broken through the God Transformation stage.

Currently, there are only three monks in the integration stage, two from the Yunxiao Sect and one from the Demon Lord. If there is another monk in the integration stage, the power of this sect will probably be re-divided.

Everyone present had different thoughts. It was important to fight for the elixir, but it was even more important to kill the monk who was about to break through.

No matter how powerful the monk is, he is extremely fragile during the period of breaking through the calamity. This period is the best opportunity to kill.

Darkness surged in the Demon Lord's eyes, and the snow on the black sword slid down the blade, dripping into the rolling magma under his feet. Others would think this was a calamity in the integration period, but he wouldn't. I raised my head and locked my gaze on Song Cian, with a strange smile on my lips. God is helping me!

Song Ci'an raised his hand and took out the Hanyue Sword from Najie. The Hanyue Sword and the Frost Sword were very similar. They were both completely snow-white, covered with frost, and glowed with blue light. However, the patterns on the two swords were different. Comparing them together, we can see that the patterns correspond.

Casting a spell and inserting the sword into the crater, the boiling magma around the sword cooled down and slowly solidified. The sword blade exerted force and lifted up the cooling magma around it, revealing the Wind Spirit Flower hiding under the magma.

The Fengling Flower is completely white and stands out among the reds, and its whole body is glowing with white light. It was not even burned by the hot magma. The whole flower was delicate and beautiful, but the slightly shrunken petals showed its fear.

Everyone looked at the slightly trembling flower, but no one dared to snatch it from Venerable Jinxiao.

Blood rain fell, and under the eyes of everyone, accompanied by a little thunder, Song Ci'an put the shrinking flowers into the ring.

The un-refined Wind Spirit Flower contains extremely strong spiritual power. If it is swallowed hastily, a monk who is not strong enough or whose body is not strong enough can be directly torn to pieces by the surging spiritual power in the body.

The calamity clouds in the sky are getting heavier and heavier, as if they are heavy and black above the head. Purple thunder is rolling in the clouds. Luck suppresses the restlessness in the body, and it is almost impossible to hold on.

Understanding breakthroughs and experiencing thunder tribulations are the only way for monks to achieve breakthroughs, and they must not be delayed on the way. Song Ci'an not only forcibly stopped the breakthrough, but also delayed it for so many days. There were more calamity clouds above his head than a normal Mahayana monk's breakthrough.

Cultivation is something that defies heaven. When monks break through, they will be punished by heavenly tribulations. Except for monks in the tribulation period who break through and enter the immortal world, they have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations. However, since the spiritual power of the world was thin thousands of years ago, No monk has ever succeeded in becoming an immortal after suffering a calamity.

Other cultivation breakthroughs require experiencing nine thunder tribulations. The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the thunder tribulation. If you successfully experience the thunder tribulation, you can successfully break through, and your cultivation level will be greatly improved. If you are lucky enough to fail, your cultivation level will still be at the same level. The position will die with the years: those who are unlucky will be directly buried in heaven and earth to give back to the world.

Seeing the Master stabilize his body in an extremely subtle way, and thinking of the Master's abnormality along the way and the clouds of calamity that had been gathering since two days ago, Qi An had a suspicion in his mind.

However, before Qi An could react, a long whip hit his face. Song Cian picked up his sword and wrapped it around the whip. With a swipe of his elbow, the whip broke into pieces.

The life weapon was destroyed, and the right guardian's body received a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood, "Damn it!" The right guardian shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and spilled a handful of poison, and then stepped back one after another.

Song Cian raised his feet and chased forward, swung his sword, and a sharp sword energy struck the right protector. The right protector without the whip could not avoid it and had to take the sword for real.

A strong black demonic energy protected the right protector. The Demon Lord flew over, lifted up the right protector who was barely standing and was covered in blood and threw him backwards. The left protector standing behind caught the right protector in time and fed him the pill. medicine.

Song Ci'an looked over and saw that half of the monks who were fighting against the Demon Lord had fallen down, and the other half were being supported by the disciples beside them. They were all seriously injured.

The Demon Lord flew over and stood opposite Song Ci'an, dressed in black and holding a black sword. Under the silver-patterned mask were bright red lips. At the moment, he was wearing a weird smile. There were bright red blood drops on the black long sword. , the silver-patterned mask was splattered with bright red blood, "Jin Xiao, you think it's a coincidence that you are about to survive the tribulation here. Does it count as God's will if I kill you?"

There was thunder above the head and the sky was getting darker. Song Ci'an could not delay his breakthrough for long, and the best moment to kill him was when he broke through.