After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

50-year peach blossom wine.

100 years passed by.

300 years too forgetful...

The expression and breathing on Lin Yuan's face seemed to freeze in an instant.

For the first time, the Eternal Silence Sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "clang".

And the person penetrated by Eternal Silence gradually turned into a transparent appearance.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand to the person in front of him, trying to grab his loose clothes.

But that person seems to be doing it on purpose.

Deliberately not leaving him with the last thought, deliberately wanting to let himself die without a place to bury him.

It also deliberately dissipated into thousands of purple fragments, and disappeared with the wind.

"Boom."

With an unstoppable aura, the Nine Heavens' Thunder struck the first strike from the sky.

"Back away, back away quickly!" Some elders sensed that something was wrong, and used their spells to spread their voices to the maximum, reminding other younger brothers to stay away from the range of Thunder Tribulation.

Two people soaring into immortals at the same time, such an unprecedented spectacle that no one dared to imagine.

A person's ascension is seventy-seven and forty-nine thunders.

If two people...

"wrong……"

An elder frowned and looked up at the sky: "Isn't Linyuan Immortal Venerable's Heavenly Lightning not seven or forty-nine!"

Those streaks of thunder were unusually thick, and there was no difference just by looking at them, but when compared with Lin Jingfeng's Thunder Tribulation, one could find the clues.

The momentum of each thunder tribulation was far superior to Lin Jingfeng's thunder calamity.

"Linyuan Immortal Venerable, this is going to become a god directly..."

"Nonsense... If you become a god directly, how can your cultivation at the stage of transformation be able to resist ninety-nine and 81 thunderstorms?"

Although everyone has not seen the power of the sky thunder, they have all heard of it.

These little disciples of Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage in front of them, let alone being struck by the sky thunder, even if they stand near the sky thunder, they will end up in a dizzy end.

Even a cultivator in the Mahayana period may be directly struck to death by a bolt of lightning...

It is easy to kill one's wife to prove the truth, but it is difficult to overcome ninety-nine and 81 thunder disasters.

The higher the status of the ascension, the stronger the thunder calamity it attracts.

Obviously, Linyuan's thunder disaster is definitely not an ordinary disaster.

Over there, Lin Jingfeng had already withstood seven thunderbolts with his own cultivation, and all his original appearance of immortality disappeared, his beard, eyebrows, eyebrows and hair were chopped black. Maybe they would mistakenly think that some old beggar accidentally broke into the Holy Land of Crossing Tribulation.

Lin Jingfeng panted for a while, and found a chance to calm down for half a quarter of an hour.

outrageous...

Forced to ascend to immortality or something...

Although it looked relaxed, when Lin Jingfeng raised his eyes to see Lin Yuan's Thunder Tribulation, he secretly moved his small old steps, moving towards the other side in the opposite direction.

Can't be more outrageous...

If he was struck by such a thick thunderbolt, he would not even have a chance to be reincarnated, let alone ascend to immortality.

Everyone is worried about the thunder catastrophe coming from Linyuan.

Especially seeing his expression full of sadness and unwillingness to resist, everyone felt even more: It's over.

Immortal Venerable Linyuan is afraid that he will not be able to ascend to God, but will die under the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation instead.

Since ancient times, there have actually been many examples of cultivating Taoism, becoming a god, ascending to immortality, and ascending to godhood.

But there are only a number of real flying immortals that can be counted on one hand.

Either it was one step short of luck, or it was not able to survive the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and finally ended up with a disintegrated body and a dead end.

So at this moment, the other disciples are all staring at Lin Yuan tremblingly.

Lest he make a wrong step.

All the game loses.

Only one person clenched his fists tightly with both hands, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart.

That is Xiao Wang who has left his body and regained his original face.

In fact, he was forced to keep wandering around the world, looking for one body after another that could be used, because his real body was sealed in the realm of innocence.

A few days ago, Yan Zizhi had already unsealed Wuwang Realm, Xiao Wang could naturally steal his body back quietly.

Regardless of his young shell or old shell, it is not as comfortable to use as his own shell.

Of course what excites Xiao Wang is not because his shell is back.

It's because he finally waited for Linyuan's Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.

He had known for a long time that with Lin Yuan's strength, he could definitely skip the step of becoming an immortal and ascend to become a god.

And when ascended to become a god, the gate of heaven will open wide.

As long as the Nantian Gate is opened, Xiao Wan can sneak in with the Spirit Gathering Talisman.

Inside the Nantianmen, above the heavenly realm, there is plenty of aura, and there are countless treasures in the Yaochi.

It is not impossible to sneak into the fairy storehouse to steal some soul-gathering lamps, soul-hunting incense, or go to Laojun's place for some panacea.

He is the ancient demon god.

If he wanted to resurrect Zhao Mengqi, other than using a heaven-defying technique to make an entire country buried with him, he had no choice but to sneak up to the Immortal Realm and seek help from the Immortal Realm.

400 years ago, Xiao Wang chose a heaven-defying spell in an attempt to revive his sweetheart.

It's a pity that he was interrupted by the guy who has long hated him.

After 400 years, he was still licking his face and secretly looking for a chance to enter the fairy world.

Don't ask him, as an ancient demon god, why does he have to wait until the heavenly gate is opened before he can enter?

Very simple.

Question: When you find out that your super-capable enemy has suddenly lost his mana, lost his magic bone, and has no title of an ancient demon god, will you still be afraid of him and help him resurrect others?

Answer: Unless you are idle and panic, you will do good deeds.

Therefore, Xiao Wang had no choice but to compromise, and chose to send a person who was most capable of ascension to become a god, so that he could completely open the Nantian Gate.

Yan Zizhi is dead, and the magic bone can be brought back.

Once Linyuan ascended, the Nantianmen can be opened.

All the plans were going perfectly as he wished.

So Xiao Xuan tightly clenched his fists, couldn't hold back his excitement and walked to the place where Yan Zizhi was pierced through the heart by a sword.

It doesn't matter if it turns into flying smoke.

His demon bones are immortal.

There is no magic weapon in this world that can destroy his demon bone.

If the ancient demon god could be destroyed so easily, why didn't the heavens send people down to deal with him earlier?

Xiao Wang smiled.

A smug smile.

When Yan Zizhi died, a part of the devil's bone would be left behind.

He just needs to put this magic bone back into his body.

Xiao Wan bent down.

Ignoring Lin Yuan who was floating above his head and was forced to accept the nine-day thunder calamity.

"..."

and many more.

What about his big devil bone? ? ?

What's the matter with this little dead branch lying on the ground?

Could it be that the magic bone is a one-time thing that turns into a dead branch after being used up?

Obviously.

Xiao Wang did not allow this dead branch to trample on his IQ like this.

It only took a moment for him to react.

This is the second gift Yan Zizhi gave him.

What the hell!God bother!

When did this guy sneakily take out his magic bone?

Doesn't he know that the pain of taking the devil's bone is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, cutting open his own bone abruptly, separating the flesh and blood from the bone, and digging out a bloody bone in an extremely awake state.

Then the problem is coming.

Where did Yan Zizhi hide the bones?

If everyone is dead, you can give him another one.

How cheating.

Why is it called the second gift?

Because the first gift was enough to make Xiao Wang's five hearts irritated, but compared to losing the magic bone, the first gift still has room for solution.

After all, the Nantianmen is in the human world and has not been opened for thousands of years.

Since the destruction of Yunhuang Xianshan, the heavens have kept some vigilance towards the human world of cultivating immortals, for fear that someone will opportunistically and repeat the disaster of Yunhuang Xianshan.

So on weekdays, for thousands of years, a person ascended to become a god.

Not a big deal.

But the same day, the same day, the same hour.

There were actually two people flying together.

Isn't this just playing Dafa?

Make it clear and tell the heavens that I am playing tricks.

I must be doing something shady, secretly researching the probability of success in ascension.

So when the Nantian Gate will be opened for the second time, the Heaven Realm will definitely send people down to investigate the matter.

Especially for those who will enter the Nantian Gate, stricter control will be implemented.

For an ancient demon god like Xiao Wang who wanted to stealthily and fly in while the Nantian Gate opened, he seemed not so friendly.

But okay.

Anyway, he has been in the human world for so many years.

Quietly deceiving the guard of the Nantian Gate is a matter of spending a little more effort, but it is not impossible.

So the most troublesome thing right now is, where did Yan Zizhi hide his devil bone?

It's just that at this critical moment, it seems that it has become an impossible task to retrieve the magic bone before the Nantian Gate is completely opened.

So Xiao Wang decisively chose the second path.

Help Linyuan ascend to become a god first.

When he secretly sneaked into the heaven, he prepared all the things that could revive Zhao Mengqi, and put the soul of his beloved in the fairy pond first, and nourished it for several months.

After everything is ready, go down to find the magic bone.

After all, it is easy to get out of the Nantian Gate, but difficult to enter the Nantian Gate.

But now.

His "partner" Lin Yuan didn't seem to be so cooperative.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes slightly, opened his limbs, and was dragged by the surrounding air, suspended in mid-air.

Thick sky thunders landed on his dantian one after another, wrapped in lavender light, roaring like an earth-breaker.

It was clear that Lei Jie should be resisting with all his mana, but he was unmoved.

It seems that he is giving up on himself, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

He didn't want to ascend to become a god.

Now he just wants to fall into hell forever, let the nine-day thunder calamity smash his three souls and seven souls, and turn into the wind to accompany that purple figure that has passed away.

Lin Yuan thought so.

He did the same.

The eighth thunderbolt fell straight down, and a very huge crack was smashed into the dantian of his abdomen.

If there is another lightning strike in the dantian.

That will usher in the shattering of the dantian, once the dantian is shattered, it will be the loss of spells and skills.

Even the reincarnation of Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save him.

Xiao Wan: "..."

Is it okay if you don't play by the routine?

He planned for a full 400 years.

Unexpectedly, at the end of the day, he actually wanted to deal with the aftermath.

When the ninth thunder fell, Xiao Wang sacrificed all his mana, even if he lost his magic bone, he could only take one for Linyuan even if he tried his best.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have thrown away those shells.

Come play Jenga right now, no matter what, it can offset half of it.

When the tenth thunder fell, Xiao Wang almost crawled forward, attracting the thunder to land on his spine, and the blood in his chest sprayed out like he didn't want money.

"...Gan!"

This is self-inflicted!

He has disgraced the Ancient Demon God Realm.

No.11 Thunder came rolling in, Xiao Huang felt that if he was hit again, he didn't need to wait to sneak into the Nantianmen, so he just held the kit on the spot, and together with Zhao Mengqi, he was out of his wits, and made a desperate couple mandarin duck.

But he is not reconciled.

"The Mirror of World Tracing! Do you still remember the Mirror of World Tracing!"

Xiao Wang used his last trump card.

He didn't want to tell Lin Yuan this secret. After all, the Shishi mirror is so powerful that if he is not careful, his hundreds of years of planning will come to naught.

But if he doesn't speak out at this time, he will be turned into scum by Tianlei in seconds.

Lin Yuan's five slender fingers were trembling slightly under the loose robe.

This proves that he listened.

Xiao Wang strikes while the iron is hot, seeing that the No.11 thunder is about to fall, he hastened to speak quickly and said: "Although Sushijing regards long-term hatred as the main thing, even if long-term hatred is dead, others cannot control it, but it has become Gods are different, gods are different from immortals, gods are the masters of the World-Traveling Mirror, as long as you become a god, you can also control the World-Traveling Mirror!"

Lin Yuan's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Gently throwing up his sleeves with both hands, he scattered the No. 11 thunder that hit his dantian directly.

Xiao Wan: "..."

If I had known you were so easy, who would I play Liao Zhai with here?

of course.

Ninety-nine 81 to Tianlei from light to heavy.

The pressure of the sky thunder became heavier as it went further, and the front seemed light and light, but when it came to the last dozen thunders, most of the immortal cultivators didn't have it, so they could pass this hurdle.

But first, Linyuan must have the will to fight Tianlei, right?

"I know that Yan Zizhi is dead, you are very sad, but think about it, this matter is not irreversible. The amulet mirror can trace the past and reverse time and space. If you regret what happened today, when you ascend to God, Then you can use the retrograde mirror to implement the method of going back in time, and make up for today's regrets..."

Xiao Wan seized the time to pour out a long paragraph of rhetoric.

In fact, what he said was true.

Every word he said was true.

Even if they are linked together, it becomes impossible.

After all, in the hundreds of years since Linyuan was born, no one has been able to ascend to the level of a god.

So no one would know that practicing the Ruthless Dao and ascending to a god would be too embarrassing.

The so-called being too forgetful, naturally means forgetting all the past in the world of mortals, and becoming a cold and ruthless deity high above.

So what the fuck is going on right now to coax Lin Yuan into ascending immediately, and when he really becomes a god, he won't remember this gossip for a long time.

The name Yan Zizhi will become an insignificant pebble in the middle of his long career as a god.

Even if someone accidentally mentioned it in front of him, he would not be touched by it.

So it is possible to reverse the time and space of the retrospective mirror. First of all, you have to respect the gods. You remember this, right?

Xiao Wang really wanted to praise his wit.

Lin Yuan raised his head and stared at the sky thunder that struck with the aura of opening up the world.

There was only one sentence in his ear.

The retrograde mirror can reverse time and space and turn back time.

If only he could...

He can save Yan Zizhi.

No.30 Eight Heavenly Thunders...

No.40 Two Heavenly Thunders...

No.70 Seven Heavenly Thunders...

I don't know what is supporting Lin Yuan.

Even though he was covered in blood, his muscles and bones were broken, his aura dissipated, and he couldn't even vomit blood.

He knew that the blood was almost drained from his body.

Every piece of flesh on his body has turned into a burnt smell.

But he knows better.

If it was at this moment, Yan Zizhi could still stand beside him.

You will definitely smile and take out a pack of cumin powder from the storage ring, and then tease yourself: "I have never eaten Xianzun meat, you have roasted yourself so well, let me taste it Bar……"

Yi Ren's voice and smile are still in sight.

Lin Yuan stretched out his well-articulated hands, as if he wanted to grasp the illusion in his heart.

Until No. 70, the eight thunders struck his palm, almost turning his entire arm into a scorched dead branch.

It also shattered the last vestiges of his illusions.

Yan Zizhi...

Won't come back again?

And he actually didn't have the strength to fight against Tianlei anymore.

Even if he really wants to fly into a god, and then pick up the mirror of the world, and turn back the time to the place where he first met Yan Zizhi.

Then, with the gift of three matchmakers and six betrothals, he lifted the hipa covering his head and drank a cup of wine with him.

They were husband and wife once, and they would not believe each other for a hundred years.

He also owed Yan Zizhi a wedding candle...

It was too late to return it.

He was already like a broken wind, and his cultivation base was completely ruined by this series of experiences. It is not easy to carry it until now.

Really can't go on anymore.

"Sorry……"

There is no way to bring you back.

Lin Yuan closed her eyes, ready to compromise with the doomed fate.

Yeah.

He and Yan Zizhi died on the same day, the same month, the same year.

It can be regarded as being buried with him.

"What should I do? The Immortal Venerable seems to have no strength..."

Someone lamented: "Ninety-nine 81 thunderstorms, how can it be so easy to pass through, once the thunder disaster starts, it can't be stopped..."

"Isn't that... I thought the Immortal Venerable would really become a God Venerable..."

Some Taiwei disciples who worshiped Linyuan began to cry slightly.

Just when everyone thought there was no hope at all, a voice suddenly exclaimed: "Look! Does that purple cloud look like an umbrella?"

Everyone who was awakened by this voice raised their heads in unison.

No.70 Nine Heavenly Thunders.

It was more violent than all the previous thunders, and the purple light like vines wrapped around the sky thunders and fell hard.

Obviously it should fall on Lin Yuan.

But it was blocked by a purple cloud in midair.

Let's say he is Yunxia, ​​because it has no substance at all, only some things condensed by water mist.

And it looks like an umbrella.

It was this umbrella-shaped cloud that floated above Linyuan silently at some point, and forcibly endured the last three thunderbolts for him.

"It must be that the people of Nantianmen don't want to see the only person who has ascended to God in the past thousands of years be so dissipated, so they secretly opened the back door?"

"Nonsense, how upright the Heavenly Court is, this must be the eternal death of the Immortal Venerable, who may have released his sword soul."

"What a touching sword, I sincerely protect the Lord..."

The ramblings of people around could no longer reach Lin Yuan's ears.

There are no mountains and rivers in front of him, no nine days of thunder and calamity.

There is only a purple umbrella-shaped cloud that dangles and falls silently above him.

"Streaming Umbrella..."

is it you?

He dared not ask.

I'm afraid that just like just now, as long as you reach out and touch it, the illusion will completely dissipate.

This purple cloud is indeed a streamer umbrella.

But it is not a complete streamer umbrella.

When the streamer umbrella died together with the evil spirit in the hopeless realm, it had already turned into flying smoke and was with the wind.

It blows all over the world.

Just when it was blowing here, the unconscious Flowing Light Umbrella suddenly followed its own instinct, trying to solidify the entity to protect someone.

It doesn't know who that person is.

It doesn't even know what the person in front of it looks like.

It doesn't know the order to protect the person in front of it, who left it for him?

But its instinct told it.

This person should be protected...

You must protect this person...

The last three lightning tribulations fell on the streamer umbrella almost at the same time.

Once held in the palm of Yan Zizhi, the little purple umbrella with cute bells hanging from every corner, seems to have completed his last mission.

Dissipate between the wind and the moon together with the clouds and the mountain wind.

For a moment, the light of the sky flowed, and the golden brilliance of the sky sprinkled everywhere in the Taiwei Sect.

Hundreds of mountain peaks in the Taiwei Sect were all coated with an extremely beautiful color.

"The Immortal Venerable has succeeded! The Sect Leader has also succeeded!" "Great, we sent two immortals out of Taiwei."

"What is it called Immortal Venerable, it is called Divine Venerable!"

"We see the gods..."

Thousands of disciples from the world of cultivating immortals knelt down in unison at this moment, and the scene was quite grand.

Their cheers filled the mountains and plains, circling for a long time in the empty valley.

And at this moment, no one noticed at all, Xiao Wang, who was dressed in black, was sneaking towards the Nantian Gate with the golden staircase.

The golden stairs are used to greet Linyuan.

Also known as climbing ladder.

It's just that there is a gap on the climbing ladder. It is said that when Xie Wuya ascended to become a god, he suddenly gave up for some reason and smashed the climbing ladder with his sword.

This kind of ancient secrets is not what young disciples care about now.

They only care about the gods in front of them.

Lin Yuan was bathed in golden brilliance at this moment, and his body, which had been hit by the sky thunder just now and turned into charred black flesh and blood, was recovering strand by strand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if nothing had happened.

There is no injury on the body of the god.

Even the eyebrows and eyes are full of endless compassion and indifference.

It seems that they don't recognize the little people standing on the top of the mountain and cheering at all.

He closed his eyes and said nothing, turned around and walked up the God-climbing ladder without hesitation...

"Congratulations to God Venerable..."

The overwhelming envy can only be reduced to this last sentence.

All the cruel truths in this world will eventually be concealed by the gorgeous appearance.

No one remembers the long-order blood.

No one remembers a sword piercing the heart.

Even the little orange cat left behind in Bishan could only watch helplessly as its master left without looking back.

Meow...

When Yan Zizhi opened his eyes, he couldn't help panting heavily.

It hurts.

The feeling of a sword piercing his heart was so painful that he had already woken up, but he still couldn't calm down.

As long as I think about it, my whole body is creepy.

What kind of unlucky psychological shadow is this...

He turned over in the water, a huge transparent tail-like thing suddenly jumped out of the water and fell in again.

Like a fish tail, or something else...

Huh?

Tail.

whose tail?

The author has something to say:

The god who is in the heaven: What's the matter with suddenly wanting to stroke a tail?

Swallow who just escaped from death: This deity finally ushered in a brand new demon life!

Wait, why do I always feel that there are eyes staring at me in the sky. . . .

Fever is gone today!Feeling refreshed again!I'm back!happy.