After the demon king failed to beg for death

Spiritual power runaway is a very dangerous thing, if it cannot be guided and controlled, or find a gap to release the spiritual power, then Li Chen's meridians may be shattered at any time and his body will explode.

But now, Fu Ling has become a gap in Li Chen's spiritual power.

All those spiritual powers that had nowhere to go found their place at once, and poured into Fu Ling's body in one go.

For Fu Ling, this is really an unforgettable experience in a lifetime.

Cold sweat dripped down his cheeks into his collar, his face was as pale as a piece of flawless jade, almost transparent, and even his pink lips had a hint of paleness.

Fu Ling is only a monk in the middle of the Bigu period, while Li Chen is a monk in the Mahayana period.

This gap between cultivation bases cannot be filled in a day or two.

But at the same time, he was also lucky, thanks to the soul-piercing fruit that Fu Ling swallowed in the small secret realm.

On the day of the marrow washing, Fu Ling was hot and cold. Although it was unbearable, he could still bear it.

But today, it really hurts ten times more than that time.

This soul-piercing fruit washed away all the miscellaneous spirit roots in Fu Ling's body, leaving only the wood element, and directly jumped to the sky spirit root.

But the effect of piercing soul fruit is not only on the spiritual root, it is also extremely effective on the meridians.

Under the effect of the soul-piercing fruit, Fu Ling's meridians are more generous than those of others, and much stronger than ordinary people.

This majestic spiritual power poured into Fu Ling's body continuously along with the hand that was placed on Li Chen's chest. It was as if the hand was stuck to it and could not be pulled apart.

It must be too late to retreat now, Fu Ling gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and put all his thoughts on fighting against this spiritual power.

He began to run his own spiritual power, guiding this spiritual power to merge with his own spiritual power.

This is a very difficult process. Li Chen's spiritual power is just like him, domineering and fierce, once it enters the body, it will run rampantly through various meridians, without any rules at all.

Fu Ling struggled to intercept the source of this spiritual power, and began to guide this spiritual power to flow along the meridians.

The meridians were stretched, and the process of forcing so much spiritual power into it could not be described as painful. Although Fu Ling's meridians were wider and stronger than others, the pain was real.

Indescribable.

He has always been used to forbearance, but at the moment the corners of his lips couldn't help but groan.

Gradually, with Fu Ling's control and guidance, these spiritual powers gradually became docile, blended with the spiritual power in the body, and slowly wandered through the widened meridians.

With the outflow of these violent spiritual powers, Li Chen's complexion gradually calmed down, no longer as pale as when he was in a coma, and there was a faint rosiness around his cheeks.

After Fu Ling absorbed all these spiritual powers into his body, he immediately began to remove the poison for Li Chen without caring about absorbing them all.

I don't know if these majestic spiritual powers helped a lot, but Fu Ling's speed of removing the poison this time was actually much faster than before.

Fu Ling inside the cave didn't know the passage of time, while Qi Rui and An Qi who were waiting outside the cave began to get anxious.

"It's been almost two months, what happened to the Lord and the others?"

An Qi is relatively stable on weekdays, but at this time there is also a bit of worry on his brows.

Qi Rui patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "My lord retreats, there used to be times longer than this, don't worry."

Dark Seven sighed: "But, the situation outside is chaotic now."

Thinking of the situation outside the mountain, Qi Rui couldn't help frowning.

"The most important thing for us at the moment is to guard Mingshi Mountain and Cangzhou. We must ensure that no demon corpses appear in these two places."

Just as the two of them were frowning and discussing, a large cloud of dark clouds had begun to float over Mingshi Mountain at some point.

It was black and black, filling the entire mountaintop in an instant, and there were faint flashes of thunder and lightning among the clouds.

Qi Rui and An Qi raised their heads at the same time, looking towards the top of the mountain.

"This is... Jieyun?"

The expressions of the two of them changed at the same time, they turned around and withdrew.

"Notify all the disciples around the quiet room, let them retreat and leave here."

Someone is about to cross the catastrophe.

In the cave, Fu Ling put his hands flat on his knees, and there was a faint bud above his head, flickering.

On the opposite side of him, Li Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him. .

As early as more than a month ago, before all the toxins were pulled out of his body, Li Chen had already woken up from the coma.

This time the coma was much longer than the last time, in addition to the influence of the divine poison, there was also the reason for the rampage of spiritual power.

After waking up, Li Chen was able to control his spiritual power by himself, so he could better cooperate with Fu Ling to speed up the process of removing the poison.

Now, all the remaining poison on his body has been eliminated, and the spiritual power of the rampage has also returned to its original state. After another month of adjustments, his cultivation base has already been fully restored.

However, after clearing the toxins for him, Fu Ling fell into meditation in order to digest and absorb the spiritual power that did not belong to him, and he has not opened his eyes until now.

Li Chen didn't leave the quiet room either, just sat across from him, staring at the person in front of him motionlessly.

From the moment he discovered Fu Ling's identity until now, they haven't had time to have a proper conversation.

However, Li Chen is not in a hurry, from now on, they can communicate slowly.

The wind and clouds are surging outside the quiet room, and the dark clouds cover the sun.

Through the thick mountain wall, Li Chen's spiritual sense looked at the clouds with thunder and lightning hidden in the sky above, and he knew that Fu Ling was about to cross the catastrophe.

The road of cultivating the Tao is to walk against the sky. To be born as a human being, one needs to experience birth, old age, sickness, death, and reincarnation.

A cultivator, on the other hand, absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, turns the aura of heaven and earth into his own use, changes his original body, and becomes stronger.

This is a path that goes against the will of heaven, so when you reach the bigu stage and go to the golden elixir stage, every time you advance to a realm, you will experience a thunder disaster.

The more you go up, the more thunder calamities you get, and the greater the power.

Some people are not strong enough in will, strong enough in ability, and unstable in mood, and they will die under this thunder calamity and be wiped out in ashes.

But once this thunder disaster is passed, it will be a new realm, and it will be a step closer to the road of ascension.

Fu Ling was originally in the middle stage of Bigu, but because he had absorbed a large amount of spiritual power from Li Chen's body, and he was already a monk at the Mahayana stage in his original state of mind. Promote directly from the mid-bigu stage.

After the thunder calamity, one will formally enter the immortal path and cultivate into a golden core.

However, Li Chen looked at the cloud above his head, and felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Fu Ling opened his eyes.

Fu Ling's eyes are very beautiful, peach blossom eyes, slightly raised at the end of the eyes, long eyelashes, no matter who the pair of eyes are looking at, they seem to be smiling.

"You go out first, the thunder calamity is coming, if you are here, I am afraid it will not be as simple as three thunders."

Li Chen has reached the realm of Mahayana, if he were here, he might be the last 9981 thunders from heaven.

Li Chen naturally understood this truth, but he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

As soon as Fu Ling turned his eyes, he naturally knew what he was thinking, and he couldn't help jokingly said: "I can't even survive the thunder tribulation of the Jindan stage?"

It is too useless.

Li Chen didn't speak, just stood up, and casually took out a pure white dress, a ring, a pair of sleeves, and even the iconic demon mask from the storage ring, and put them in front of Fu Ling. .

"These things are all spiritual weapons, with their own defenses, put them all on."

Fu Ling looked at this pile of things, speechless...

"It's just a thunder tribulation in the golden core stage."

Li Chen pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Not necessarily..."

This robbery cloud looks a little bit wrong.

Fu Ling felt something in his heart, in fact, he also felt that something was wrong with Jieyun.

In order not to worry Li Chen, he put on these things one by one.

"Can you rest assured now?"

Li Chen was still worried, he waited for more than 100 years to return to his master, and before he could say a few words, he ushered in a thunder disaster.

He has experienced this thunder calamity no matter how many times, he has long been used to it, and he has never worried about it.

But when he thought of the person in front of him going through such a thing, he felt pain in his heart.

He didn't want to, and couldn't lose Master again.

The thunderclouds rolled, and the roar came one after another, and the thunder was about to strike.

Li Chen wrapped Fu Ling and flew out of the quiet room, leading him to the top of the mountain.

Fu Ling looked up at the dark sky, wearing the spiritual weapons Li Chen had prepared on his body, and looked at the person who was still standing beside him who refused to leave, and said calmly: "If you want to cross the calamity with me, you can do it." , I just don’t know if I can withstand those 81 thunderbolts with my current cultivation.”

Of course, it must be irresistible.

Even Li Chen himself may not be sure to retreat from the 81 thunderbolts at the moment, let alone Fu Ling who is only in the bigu period.

Li Chen pressed his eyebrows and said almost solemnly, "I'm watching you not far away."

At worst, these thunders will be torn directly.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Fu Ling's strength, but that after losing and recovering, he can't bear the departure of the person in front of him again.

Fu Ling is his life.

The thundercloud rolled, which naturally alarmed the monks around Mingshi Mountain.

The power of this thunder can be felt from far away.

However, Mingshi Mountain is heavily guarded, and it is unknown to outsiders who is crossing the catastrophe.

Everyone couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. Looking at the posture, this Mingshi Mountain might have another powerful monster.

Standing under the thundercloud, Fu Ling looked at the billowing dark clouds above his head and calmed down.

He has also experienced a lot of things like crossing the catastrophe, big and small. Even if there is no such defensive spiritual weapon from Li Chen, this mere golden core stage thunder catastrophe is nothing to worry about.

However, there seems to be something wrong with the thundercloud today.

Before the thunder and lightning fell, Fu Ling had already felt the pressure of the thunder, which was the pressure released by the Dao of Heaven to those who practiced Dao.

To enter this path, one must bear the corresponding price.

All the disciples around the quiet room have all retreated to a distance.

Everyone looked at the mountain in the distance, standing against the wind, and the masked man looked at each other.

When did the master's mask change hands?

Their Zunzhu is a master in the Mahayana period, definitely not this kind of Jieyun, so the one standing in the middle of Jieyun must not be Zunzhu.

Just when they were thinking wildly, Li Chen stood in front of them at some point, facing the wind, just hanging in the air, staring at the fearless man in the center of Jieyun without blinking.

Everyone was silent like cicadas, and they didn't dare to say any gossip, they just watched the people who crossed the catastrophe together.

If you read it one more time, you will have one more experience of crossing the catastrophe.

But at this time, Fu Ling at the center of power changed his face.

This feeling, this cloud of calamity, and the sound of thunder are no longer the calamity of thunder that a cultivator at the golden core stage should endure.

If he didn't feel wrong, the power of this Jieyun was at least higher than that of Nascent Soul cultivator, maybe... it was still in the out-of-body stage.

Damn it, how do we cross?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: What the hell, think so highly of me?

。感谢在2020-09-2020:49:02~2020-09-2312:43:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Jingyuan 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Zhuqing; 1 bottle of Hanmo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!