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In fact, Li Jiao didn't feel better. Although there was a sacrificial altar to help, most of the power of the immortal calamity was guided away by him, but the remaining power still made it lose 30% of the power that it finally gathered.

There are nine ways in the Tribulation of Immortal Spirit Building, and one is stronger than one. Now it is a dead place within a few thousand feet of it, and it is not so easy to absorb the essence and blood again.

However, between the first wave of Immortal Tribulation and the second wave of Immortal Tribulation, there will be a little time to prepare, and this time is enough.

Li Jiao looked up, and there was a cloud of golden light on the edge of the sacrificial altar, and the loud crashing sound has continued to this day.

The prey actually supported it to the present, which made it a little surprised, but thinking about the phantom again, all this seemed to be taken for granted.

Just a phantom can arouse the original resonance in one's own fairy, and just a phantom can disperse one's talents.

The desire engraved in his blood has already made Li Jiao mad.

That feeling is like when it is just a small snake, it encounters a dracaena, which is derived from the instinctive rhythm, which cannot be suppressed at all.

"There is still ten breaths time, enough! With my current state, it can be comparable to the supreme, who else in this mountain and sea world can stop me? Swallow it directly, and then return to the sacrificial altar to wait for the immortal calamity! Of course, I still need more blood to offer!"

Li Jiao's huge body suddenly bounced, and the sacred altar entangled in the center of the ceremonial altar burst into light, and a trace of faint and difficult sound rolled away with the golden light.

The tribe that enshrines it is the largest in a 10,000-mile radius. This time there were hundreds of thousands of barbarians participating in the battle, but it was only a short time before it was nearly half worn.

At this time, driven by the slightest noise, the remaining barbarian warriors suddenly became agitated, and walked towards the altar one by one.

On the scorched ground, there were ashes all over, and there were still flashes of electricity from time to time. It was just the aftermath of this celestial calamity that ordinary barbarian fighters could not bear. Three out of ten fell on the road.

This was not enough. The wave continued to disperse outwards, and the barbarian warriors of the surrounding tribes were also affected.

They were not enshrining it. On the several altars next to them, phantoms flashed again, looked towards the sky, and made a low noise full of anger, as if they were communicating with Li Jiao for a long while. Afterwards, it seemed to get a satisfactory answer, and quietly dispersed.

Only then did the soldiers move slowly.

In just a moment, the sound has been heard hundreds of miles away, and the crowd is rushing towards the sacrificial altar where Li Jiao is located, boundless, hundreds of thousands.

......

The green light that Qiankun Ding clone transformed into was completely surrounded by golden blades. Xiang Yang couldn't notice everything that happened outside. He was listening to something with a weird look at this moment.

"According to Tian Yan's analysis, this tremor should also be some kind of great principle... It's really amazing..."

"The earth dragon turns over, the earth will tremble..."

"The breeze blows, the water will tremble..."

Xiang Yang looked at his step, a piece of remnant leaves was trembling lightly.

"This blade of grass swings lightly, naturally it also has the power to tremble."

"Even if it's just a small drop of rain, the air will still tremble when it falls."

"Vitality surges, offensive and defensive fighting, violent winds and waves...In this world, such tremors are everywhere. Even a simple breath, the air and the chest will tremble. What I want to find is That resonance frequency..."

"But what is resonance, and what is frequency?"

"Is that so..."

With the protection of Qiankun Ding clone, for a time, Xiang Yang almost forgot his situation, and the whole person was immersed in the sudden insight.

Under the sky, in the square inch of the place where the blue light is, no slight movement can escape his eyes. After a few breaths, he lifted the wishful stick in front of him with his hands, and then according to the sky. The analysis reached out and tapped.

His body is now comparable to the Profound Tool, his ten fingers flicked, and the Ruyi Cudgel made a sound of gold and iron.

The percussion again and again was full of a strange rhythm, and his body trembled slightly with the buzzing of the wishful stick.

As the tremor intensified, the strength of the Ancestral Dragon node that was about to be uncontrollable on his body gradually calmed down, but the trembling of the Ruyi stick became more and more severe, centered on the tail of the stick standing on the ground, and the number of squares was round. There was a rumbling sound from the ground of hundreds of meters, and deep cracks appeared on the hard ground.

"Is this resonance? This kind of tremor strikes a wonderful balance with the power of the Ancestral Dragon node, and guides the explosive power out of it... What if this is the case?"

Xiang Yang's ten fingers flicked, and the percussion suddenly accelerated, and the sound gradually merged with the sound of the golden blade clash outside the green light.

Only for an instant, his eyes went dark, and his whole body trembled. It seemed that he had been cut by thousands of small knives, and then he was crushed by the giant mill.

"Hi...so scary."

The clear current of the climbing tree made him wake up very quickly, and his fingertip movement was also a meal, but only at this moment, the power of the ancestral dragon node that had just comforted some of the power of the ancestral dragon became violent again, and the whole body was already affected everywhere. Create.

"This is a matter of frequency. Vibration at some frequencies is beneficial, while others can cause great harm."

He didn't dare to experiment with himself again, and looked down at the few remaining leaves under his feet. Under the sky, the slight trembling of the leaves was in his eyes.

I sensed it carefully~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The edge of the remnant leaf lightly touched, and the toe exerted force, and in an instant it touched the ground dozens of times, the tremor of the remnant leaf suddenly intensified, and then there was no sound. Turned into a trace of green dust.

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In the abbot's fairy mountain, the old pen tip stretched out his hand, and a series of runes were printed on the body of the Qiankun Ding.

Ding Shuai has merged with his own body. Above the mouth of the Ding, there is a white Qi steaming, and a bronze light gradually rises with the runes and disappears without a trace.

He and his clone seem to have a wonderful connection. The light just dissipated, and in the divine mirror of light, the green light outside Xiang Yang's body became thicker, and there were more runes flashing, and the golden blades hit it. After that, it won’t be bounced off anymore, but melted directly into it, and I don’t know where it went.

"For so many years, only the young master can pass the trial and return. We finally can breathe through the clone and occasionally look at the outside world... You little bug dare to bother... even through this The clone can only exert one percent of our power, but you, a fellow who has not even survived the Tribulation of the Faeries, what do you use to block it?"

Ding Shuai's voice rang out in this space, full of contempt.