Cultivation of Flowers

Under the cover of the black mist, Hualin's face was pale. He operated the spirit art, and the spiritual energy of the world condensed. He regularly repaired the rules one by one, and the collapsed world was slowly repaired.

This world is collapsing very fast, and Hualin is repairing it even faster. Slowly, this space gradually stabilized.

Seeing that familiar black shadow, everyone's minds went blank for a while.

In the battle with the Three Lions, are No. 1 and No. 9999 the winners?Are they the ones who survived?

Everyone looked at the black shadow, and then at the world that had stopped collapsing. For some reason, they felt relieved.Some cultivators looked at the black shadow with admiration. Although No. 9999 was a bit perverted, he was so powerful, even if he was old and immortal, they would still be willing to be treated like that by him!

Time passed slowly, and the entire ice field returned to its original appearance.Seeing this, all the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Hualin finished a high-intensity battle, he began to repair the collapsed world. His consumption was very high. Even if his physical fitness was as strong as his, it would still be completely overdrawn. He will fall down.But now Hualin couldn't hold on any longer, her consciousness gradually drifted away, her body fell down at an extremely fast speed, and she completely lost consciousness.

Under the cover of the black mist, the cultivators didn't notice any abnormalities in Hualin, or rather, Hualin's strength impressed them deeply, so they subconsciously thought that this pervert is Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, and there is absolutely no side that is so weak that he faints.

Han Yan was sensitive, and hugged Hualin in time and landed on the ground. He took out the elixir from the space ring, groped to find Hualin's small mouth, and stuffed the elixir in, and the elixir melted in his mouth.Hanyan's little face approached Hualin, and her pretty little face rubbed against Hualin's.

After a short break, all the cultivators gathered to discuss how they could escape from this place?

There are still two methods, directly use the rules to condense a door leading to the outside world, or open a door in a stormy way, and forcefully break through.Before this small world collapsed, they had no ability to attack by force. Now that the world is completely restored, they don't even have the ability to attack by force.They want to go out from here now, the only hope is Hualin.

They didn't know that Hualin had already fallen into a coma, and a cultivator said, "Fellow Daoist No. 9999, why don't you try to condense the passage leading to the outside world?"

Other cultivators echoed.

Han Yan frowned, and said coldly: "Shut up, whoever makes any noise, kill!"

Which of these cultivators is not a proud generation?When had he been insulted so repeatedly?They were angry, but they held back their anger when they thought of the power of Hanyan.

One day passed, two days passed, three days passed...

This time, they figured it out. What accident seemed to happen to number 9999?In retrospect, this should have been normal.

During these days, they completely deified No. 1 and No. 9999, but those two were just stronger cultivators than them. After that kind of battle, it's surprising that nothing happened, right?Some cultivators began to worry, would they be imprisoned here for the rest of their lives?

On the tenth day, some people even thought about living in this ghost place forever, starting a sect, farming, raising pigs, and starting a family together...

No. On the 30th day, the rich and almost materialized aura of heaven and earth frantically condensed towards this small world, and the whole world turned into an ocean of aura.

A cultivator asked puzzledly, "What happened? Such a strong aura!"

A cultivator said: "I have read in books that when a cultivator is about to break through to the Immortal Realm, the aura condenses and the cultivator transforms into a full-spirited body. !"

Another old cultivator with a vicissitudes of life said: "I have also read in books that when a stronger cultivator breaks through, the more spiritual energy will be condensed. There is a record in a book that the world of the gods once When a god breaks through to the immortal state, the spiritual energy within a thousand miles around him is completely atomized."

Everyone followed his words and looked around, and a female cultivator said: "Now what we see is a completely atomized world, which means that this senior who is about to break through has the same god as recorded in the book. Is it the same powerful talent?"

The old cultivator chuckled and said, "Where is a cultivator with the qualifications of gods born so casually? It is recorded in the books that even in the world of the gods, even in the world of the gods, one person may not be born with the qualifications of gods for thousands of years." "He paused, and then said: "Although it is also atomized, the atomized aura is also differentiated by its thickness. The aura is rich, and you can't see your fingers, and the aura is weak, even through the fog. Visibility is not good. Low." As soon as he finished this sentence, he found that he couldn't see his five fingers when he stretched out his hand.

Old cultivator: "..."

The aura gathered here at an increasing speed, and the completely atomized aura made everyone feel sticky, and then they felt that the mist seemed to be transforming into a liquid state.

The old cultivator was shocked, and everyone was shocked. When a strong divine aptitude breaks through the immortal state, the spirit energy in a radius of thousands of miles will be atomized. Then, what is the concept of liquefaction?You know, the aura in the dantian of the strongest cultivator in the spirit refining period is liquid...

Everyone felt a little confused. Could it be that the aura here really has to be completely liquefied?This picture is so beautiful, they can't even imagine...

In everyone's shock, the fog in this area completely transformed into a liquid state!Everyone looked blankly at the center of the aura, No. 1 and No. 9999.

They can feel that the breakthrough is No. 1. Is this person's aptitude even more defiant than that of a god?At this moment, they wanted to know his real body very much, but under the cover of the black mist, they couldn't see anything.

Who is this guy?They all guessed.

Suddenly, they felt that the whole world went dark.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be brewing, and two words appeared in their minds instantly——

Thunder robbery.

Some cultivators avoided being implicated by the thunderstorm and retreated immediately, and some cultivators had evil intentions and wanted to cause damage, but when the power of the thunderclouds in the sky became stronger and stronger, they gritted their teeth and turned to the sky at the same time. After evacuating.

The center of the thundercloud is Hualin and Hanyan.

Hualin is a natural spirit absorbing body. After he passed out, his body has been in a state of emptiness. Now that he has encountered a large amount of spiritual energy, his body is absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy crazily. Han Yan's speed was even faster.

At this moment, as much as the cold smoke can absorb, there will be an unlimited supply of heaven and earth spiritual energy, and Hualin can compete for this spiritual energy, which is his ability.In fact, this is still his subconscious absorption of spiritual energy. If he runs the spiritual formula in a waking state, the absorption speed will probably be faster.

Time passed slowly, and the entire sky was occupied by layers of thunderclouds.

Finally, the first thunder tribulation landed, its color was deep purple, and it carried an aura of destroying heaven and earth!All the cultivators felt a sense of suffocation when they looked at it from a distance, and even felt a sense of awe towards that lightning calamity.

The first thunder tribulation was so strong, what will happen later?Their faces were pale, and they were suddenly a little wary. Can this small world that has been repaired not long ago be able to withstand this huge thunder disaster?

The thunder tribulation landed straight towards Han Yan, Han Yan ran the magic formula, tapped his hand in the direction of the thunder and lightning, met the thunder and lightning, and the first thunder calamity disappeared.

One thunder tribulation was stronger than one, and Han Yan easily took over the first nine thunder tribulations, but starting from the second most powerful nine thunder tribulations, the power of thunder tribulation was at least doubled, and Han Yan was not easy to deal with!

When everyone watched from a long distance, when they were fighting against the thunder robbery, they would firmly protect the cultivator with the shadow in his arms.

When each thunder tribulation descended, everyone felt that death was approaching. When the fifth and first thunder tribulation descended, the ground shook for a while. Although it was slow, the whole small world began to collapse.

When the last lightning tribulation of the fifth level landed, this small world had reached its limit!

Just when everyone thought they would perish with this small world, a familiar person suddenly appeared out of nowhere in midair, no, not a person, but a puppet. teenage puppet.

Everyone here is surrounded by black mist, and the young puppet is the only one who shows his true face. He is surrounded by a layer of ice mist, repairing the destroyed world at an extremely fast speed.It was okay at first, but when Lei Jie became stronger and stronger, the speed of destruction was faster than his repair speed, and the world collapsed, it was a matter of time.

Everyone can see that the puppet boy has already produced a lot of precious materials in order to repair this world. If these materials are taken out separately, it may be possible to re-train two or three small ice worlds.Destruction is much easier than maintenance.

Everyone turned black.

When the sixth level and the ninth thunder tribulation descended, the figures of Han Yan and Hua Lin were completely enveloped by the sea of ​​thunder, and the puppet boy in midair was crumbling.

All the cultivators guessed that the sixth level of thunder calamity has passed, how much will this thunder calamity drop?When is a head?Amid the panic of everyone, the seventh thunder tribulation was ushered in.

Han Yan has worked very hard to protect Hualin, but under the seventh level of lightning calamity, it is difficult for him to protect himself, and it is even more difficult to completely protect Hualin.His body was hit head-on by lightning, cracks appeared on his originally fair skin, and bright red blood flowed out.The aftermath of the thunder and lightning reached Hualin.

Hualin felt a little pain in his body, he opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was the sky thunder rolling down.

Hualin blinked his eyes, looked at the intensity of the thunder disaster, and then looked at Hanyan who was crossing the disaster, and searched for relevant information about the thunder disaster in his mind. When a thunder disaster landed, he immediately activated the flash formula Teleported to the periphery of Lei Jie.

Hualin looked around, this small world was too damaged, there was no way to save it, and now it has not completely collapsed, because the puppet boy in mid-air is struggling to support it.It is not difficult to guess that the puppet boy did this because he had taken a fancy to one of the inheritance candidates among them, so he did this.

However, the puppet boy couldn't make it to the end.Hualin judged that even if he repaired the world with the puppet boy, he would definitely not last until the end.They need to teleport out of this world during the Thunder Tribulation.

Hualin looked at Hanyan and said loudly: "Yanyan, I will condense a transmission channel for you under the thunder calamity. If you are attacked by the thunder calamity, it may not be too stable. You have to get out quickly!"

The puppet boy frowned and said, "Nonsense, a lightning calamity of this intensity cannot be teleported at all."

Hualin glanced at the puppet boy and said, "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it." Everyone has their own talents. In his first life, he was the youngest god in the world of gods. His talent for cultivation is amazing. He is talented, but compared to his talent for cultivation, his accomplishments in talismans are stronger.

Hualin took out a large amount of materials from the storage space, and the materials merged with each other to form a transparent door, which looked extremely fragile, as if it would break if it was touched.

This door entered the sea of ​​thunder under the control of Hualin. Everyone thought that this door would be destroyed by the sea of ​​thunder in an instant, but this was not the case. When it encountered a thunder attack, it only trembled.This door is stronger than everyone imagined.

A large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy surrounded that door, Hualin bit her finger, and drops of bright red blood entered the sea of ​​thunder, drawing incomprehensible runes on the transparent door, and then the door slowly opened... …

From a distance, everyone could feel the world outside that door. The spring is warm and flowers are blooming, insects are singing and birds are singing. It is a completely strange world.

Seeing this scene, the puppet boy in mid-air widened his eyes in shock. No one else knew, but he knew where it was.

It stands to reason that after the practitioners pass the small world collapse trial, they will enter another trial place, conduct more than a dozen trials, large and small, and then pick the best candidate from among them, and finally enter that place——

The core of the Ice King Palace, the place of inheritance.

As a result, Hualin condensed a door, and that door was the core leading to the Ice King Realm! ?It's unbelievable!

In fact, it is not a coincidence that Hualin will choose the teleportation point there. The better the place one chooses to survive the eternal calamity, the more benefits to oneself. Because Hualin is unconscious, Hanyan hates her own strength and is weak. That's why I chose to make a breakthrough in this place. However, this place is a small world of magic tools, with incomplete rules and imperfect rules. It can be said to be the most inferior place, which is not good for Hanyan's future development.Hua Lin knew this very well, so he tried his best to send the cold smoke to the best place he could perceive.

It is indeed the best place. The Ice King Realm absorbs the essence of the five middle worlds, and one of the five worlds is the place where the flower god died. Such a core place of the Ice King Realm is like a holy place even in the Gods Realm exists.

The young puppet was too stunned, and it was too difficult to maintain this defective small world by himself. With his unsteady mind, the rules he controlled here were in chaos.

The black mist wrapped around the faces of all the cultivators appeared and disappeared, and then disappeared completely.

Suddenly, everyone saw clearly the face of the man who survived the disaster in the sea of ​​thunder. It was a slender boy with a hint of immaturity on his face. He was about eleven or twelve years old and had an extremely beautiful face.

The boy glanced in one direction, bit his lip, took a step, and walked into the transmission channel.

Everyone: "..." It seems that such a small child is going through the eternal calamity?

Faintly, they heard someone say: "That child is indeed only eleven or twelve years old."

Everyone: "..." Eleven or two-year-old strong immortal?

As if thinking of something, they looked at the other person who had been with the child all the time, the pants-splitting maniac.

Many people have secretly guessed what kind of person the pants-lifting maniac is. Most people guess that he should be a wretched man. However, at this moment, all obstacles disappear, and what catches the eye is a weak body, an immature face, and a cute look Extremely child.

Eleven or twelve years old, in their eyes, is just a child who has not even grown hair.