After the Yaozun failed to cross the tribulation

Tian Zheng was as cold as ice, and the Gorefiend froze in shock, without moving.

Xie Ling raised his head and looked at him, feeling that Tianzheng was too fierce today.

The Gorefiend didn't dare to resist Tian Zheng's words, tremblingly dripped a drop of his own blood into the center of the formation, swore never to betray the Lord and never harm the Lord, and was let off.

After the heart demon's blood oath was completed, Tianzheng finally heaved a sigh of relief when his complexion improved significantly.As long as you are a servant who has taken the heart demon blood oath, you must not violate the oath. If you break the oath, you will be backlashed by the formation, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, as long as they are servants who have taken the heart demon blood oath, they will generally be loyal to their masters and never betray.

Tian Zheng's left thumb lightly rubbed his index finger, hesitating in his heart that he would also make a heart demon blood oath to Jie Bone.

Due to the restrictions of the blood oath of the heart demon, the power of the blood demon to restrain the evil spirits no longer has any effect on Xie Ling, and Xie Ling finally got a chance to breathe.

This time was something he had never experienced in his previous life, so he had a rare sense of freshness.

Just as he was about to make arrangements for the Gorefiend's whereabouts, he suddenly heard a thunderous explosion that pierced through the sky, causing Jie Bone's face to turn pale.

Tianzheng also seemed to have noticed something was wrong, his heart wavered, and he looked up at the sky formed by the dark red blood pool, his face and lips turned pale.

Could it be... that Jie Ling's life calamity had arrived.

Xie Luo obviously thought of this too, and his face turned black in an instant.

This bloody and fucked tight and miserable life!

The thunderbolts continued, the thunder rolled, and Xie Beng's face looked cold and heartless under the warm light.

Living calamity is the threshold of the path of cultivation other than mortals. Only after passing through the calamity of life can the path of practice be officially opened, but the threshold is actually not low.

Xie Ling worked hard for nearly a thousand years in his last life before he finally waited for the sound of the kalpa in his next life.On the way of cultivation, self-cultivation also cultivates the mind. If the state of mind has been reached, there is nothing outside the mind. Exercising body and Qi is very simple, but if the state of mind cannot be detected, it is difficult to advance one step in cultivation. Difficult to survive.

Xie Ling thought that during this period of time he had wasted his practice, and he had no intention of cultivating. He could use the 24-style swordsmanship that he created himself to be able to activate Tianzheng. .

Moreover, Shengjie cannot rely on foreign objects, at most he can use Tianzheng to block the thunder disaster, and now half of his spiritual power has been burned by the blood pool, it is difficult to compete with Jie Lei, if he dies in the life disaster , it is too much to lose.

It's just that during this period of time, he kept pushing himself to a dead end, and unconsciously his strength steadily improved, and the Shura field in the Illusory Sea Heavens helped him stabilize his state of mind. This calamity is indeed worthy of the name.

It's just that Xie Ling is not ready yet.

There is no wind and grass in the blood pool for the time being, but the outside of the blood pool has already changed drastically.

A dark cloud suddenly rolled up directly above the palace, and the day was dark, covered with thick clouds, and the dark wind came from a place that no one noticed, piercing the back of the man's neck desolately.

Fairy Miaoran rested her forehead with one hand, stared at the calm pool of blood, her eyes dimmed, and said: "Who is so blind that he chooses this time to pass the calamity of life."

Fairy Miaoran is the owner of the Penglai Pavilion, and her status is higher than that of everyone present. As soon as she said this, the people who were still whispering immediately fell silent.

Jun Shaoqing looked around and found that the people present were the same, and hatred suddenly arose in his heart: "Xu is that cunning monster, he and the blood demon are indeed in the same group, after entering the blood pool, he became even more unscrupulous, I actually harbored fantasies He can abandon the dark and turn to the bright, but who knows that he is so incomprehensible, using the blood demon as an umbrella to survive the calamity, I must not let him go easily!"

As soon as Mr. Shaoqing said this, there were many echoing voices, all of them looked like heroes who saved the world, passionate and indignant, but no one said that they wanted to go down to the blood pool to catch Qinglin and the blood demon.

Are afraid of death.There are moody, tyrannical and cruel blood demons in the blood pool, and no one knows what is going on inside. If one is not careful, it is possible to die inside.

Emperor Hanchen had a headache from the noise, he slammed the teacup on the small nanmu table in front of him, and stood up solemnly maintaining a cold face. The originally noisy Taiming Hall immediately became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Han Chen glanced at Shaoqing Jun coldly, and walked away.The rising sun and the missing moon follow closely behind.

Emperor Hanchen left the venue first, and this meeting was doomed to fail. Long Qiumin's painstaking arrangements were all in vain.

In order to save his own face, Mr. Shaoqing negotiated with Fairy Miaoran and placed a trap around the blood pool, and sent five people to guard him. He was killed immediately when the blood pool was undone.

This arrangement made everyone very satisfied, but the matter of the theft of Tianlong's blood has not yet come to a conclusion, and I don't know what method Shaoqing Jun used to appease Long Qiumin, and then he led a group of people to leave.

The same was true for Fairy Miaoran, who made some arrangements hastily and returned to Xueshuang Forest.

However, all of this was unknown to Xie Ling, who was thinking hard about how to survive the catastrophe in the blood pool.

The Gorefiend waited quietly by the side.Xie Luo couldn't stand its bloody appearance, so he ordered it to change into a human form. Fortunately, the blood demon had thousands of years of practice, so such a small matter could not trouble it. Once it changed, it became a white man. Fat... little doll.

Xie Ling no longer looked at it, and concentrated on dealing with the imminent calamity.

I don't know whether it is good or bad to spend life in the blood pool, at least it is much safer here than being stared at by a group of people who expect him to die; There is no longer any harm, but it will still restrain his cultivation, causing him to lose at least half of his spiritual power.

At this moment, Tianzheng knelt and sat beside Jie Beng, unblocking his congested tendons.

If you want to survive the catastrophe, you must never rely on external forces. If you want to take advantage of it, you can avoid the thunder catastrophe for a while by putting on yourself a lightning protection formula or wearing a defensive magic weapon, but the way of heaven is never easy to fool. The thunder calamity has passed, but it is not a "life calamity". From then on, the person's spiritual veins will gradually wither until they can no longer cultivate and become a mortal.

Only after being tempered by heavenly thunder and reborn from Nirvana can it be possible to go further on the path of cultivation.

With the sound of rolling thunder coming from above the blood pool, Xie Beng counted the time, expecting that life and calamity would not come so soon, and he was tense, talking nonsense.

"Tianzheng, if I don't pass the calamity, you should find a better master and take care of that idiot Gorefiend. Remember to go to Liuchuan Valley and tell Xuanwei, and don't forget to go to Wusiatian to say hello to Emperor Hanchen Thank you..." Jie Beng was inexplicably a little nervous, he clenched his fists and said, "Tian Zheng, and, even if you look at me..."

Before Xie Luo finished speaking, Tianzheng stood up suddenly, put his index finger on his lips, and motioned Xie Luo to stop talking.

Xie Ling looked at him.

Tianzheng gently pinned the broken hair on Xie Beng's forehead behind his ears, looked into Xie Beng's eyes that vented his confidence, and said in a low voice, "It will be fine."

Tian Zheng stared at Xie Ling, unable to take his eyes off.

Most of the skins of monsters are beautiful and glamorous, and few are as clear and shallow as Jie Bone. His skin is cold and white, like a cold spring soaked in snow, and his eyebrows and eyes are very thick, like ink left on rice paper, which is particularly conspicuous.In the last life, when Xie Ling had not become a demon venerable, there would always be some people who didn't know good and evil. They were confused by Xie Ling's appearance and moved their minds, but they didn't expect that under the beauty of his skin, Hiding a vicious heart.

In this life, Xie Ling's hands were not stained with blood, and his facial features seemed to be softer than those in the previous life.

Jie Beng's pupils reflected Tianzheng's concentrated appearance, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, coughed dryly, took the lead to look away, and said, "What do you know?"

Tianzheng had a smile on his lips: "I know, you don't pay attention to mere calamity."

Jie Ling was choked for a bit, and had a headache, so he tilted his head a little bit further.

The tense atmosphere still existed, but Xie Ling suddenly became less worried.

The two talked again, Xie Beng suddenly felt his heart tremble, and his heart palpitations were severe, Tian Zheng also noticed it, and the strength of the hand holding Xie Beng's shoulder increased a little.

Transcendence can rely on the power of the natal sword. Tianzheng was about to transform back into the sword and it fell into Xie Beng's hands, but he didn't expect that Xie Beng held his hand back and said in a low voice, "I will do it myself."

In an instant, Tianzheng fell into an ice cave.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and the expression on Xie Lu's face became more and more cruel. There is only one thunder in life, just go through it.

The flowers and plants in the blood pool seemed to sense the coming of the crisis, and they all swayed their bodies violently. The towering trees let out a cry, and the emerald green leaves also broke away from the branches, and they were blown up into the air with the strong wind.

Xie Beng let out a breath secretly, with a sharp light in his eyes, he looked straight into the sky.

But the light was so strong that it made him dazed a little, and he remembered Tianzheng's dazed expression when he was rejected by him.

He never thought of asking Tianzheng to help him survive the catastrophe.

What Tianzheng did when he passed the death calamity in the previous life was still like a stick in his throat, he had a grudge in his heart, and it was hard to care about it.Even though he knew that this was just a calamity, and that Tianzheng would not betray him, he still remembered the pain from the bottom of his heart when he was surrounded by the huge thunder.

Even if the cracked mirrors are put together, the cracks in the middle cannot be eliminated.

A fierce light radiated from Xie Ling's eyes. Seeing that the blood pool had turned into a rich red-black color, in an instant, the electric dragon came roaring through the air!

Xie Ling clenched his teeth, and his ink-soaked hair fluttered in the wind. He was not afraid of the huge thunder, and became more and more calm.

The silver-purple thunderbolt is certainly frightening, but Xie Bone will never stand still. He stands silently in the center of the thunderstorm, and his black clothes seem to have thousands of colors.

Suddenly, his eyes opened sharply, and spiritual power like a sea tide emanated from his body, transforming into a huge sword shape, and the sword light pointed directly at the sky.

Xie Beng stood firmly, his heart melted into a sword, invincible.

In the last life of Xie Ling, when he was crossing the calamity, he realized the sword intent in the boundless killing intent of heaven, which is the 24-style swordsmanship.

This is the lower eightfold—Guanhe.