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After the thunderstorm, the sky was covered with clouds.
Only the bottomless thunder pit proves that the thunder disaster did happen.
An area of a hundred feet in radius was charred black, and all the sand and stones were burned into glass.
There was a dead silence around the mine pit, and no sign of life could be found.
"waste."
A sigh sounded in the void.
"You can't even withstand the thunder tribulation like this?"
At the edge of the thunder pit, peach petals fell from the sky and condensed into the figure of a swordsman in white. He looked at the charred bones below the thunder pit with a frown on his face, his cold eyes full of disdain.
"Immortal...Immortal..."
In the thunder pit, the withered bones slightly raised their heads and murmured hoarsely and weakly: "I'm sorry, I failed your expectations... I, I failed to survive the tribulation..."
She stretched out her dry hand, and just as she raised it, the bones scattered into ashes.
Upon hearing this, a hint of impatience appeared on the face of the white-clothed swordsman.
He jumped down the mine pit and landed in front of the dry bones.
"The third level of Mahayana, you dare to challenge the heavenly tribulation? Foolish!"
"Xian 그...it was the Heavenly Tribulation that took the initiative..."
“Then why don’t you keep a low profile?” The sword cultivator stood with his hands behind his back and sneered, “How could this deity not know what you were thinking? You thought that after absorbing the Burning Karma, your strength would skyrocket to the Mahayana Three Tribulations Realm, so you might as well go through the Immortal Ascension Tribulation together, but in the end, you were chopped into this state before the Immortal Ascension Tribulation even started to work.”
"Have I ever told you that my immortal skills are good but you need to strengthen your foundation. Otherwise, no matter how much you improve your strength, it will be in vain."
"Didn't I also tell you that if you want to survive the calamity of ascending to immortality, you must not only consolidate your foundation, but you must also kill at least two-thirds of the nine in Guixu as your nourishment, right?"
Dong Yaozhen stopped talking.
The immortal did say so.
She was too hasty.
After absorbing the Burning Karma, she felt invincible and thought she could easily resist even the Immortal Tribulation. However, let alone the Immortal Tribulation, the third minor thunder tribulation alone dealt her a heavy blow.
"I...I want to become an immortal sooner and stay by the side of the immortal..."
"Hehe." The swordsman in white chuckled.
His voice was pleasant to the ear, reminding me of the breeze under the peach trees in March.
But it also carries a hint of coldness, enough to keep anyone at a distance.
"I will give you one more chance, the last chance."
He took a peach petal from his hair that had fallen off at some point and threw it casually at Yao Zhen. Then it disappeared like a breeze, leaving only the echo in the thunder pit.
"Remember, if you want to become an immortal step by step, you must use the immortal method to absorb six more beings above the second calamity realm of the Mahayana! Otherwise, you can't knock on the immortal gate, and you can't see the deity!"
"If you are struck by lightning like this again next time... I have plenty of options, and I don't need you!"
Peach petals are floating in the air.
Finally it landed on Yao Zhen's forehead.
Just like a dead tree coming back to life in spring, flesh and blood grew wildly, and the originally dry skin became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than an incense stick of time, Yao Zhen had recovered as before.
She lay naked in the mine pit, looking up at the streak of sky, feeling like she was in a dream.
Her hand passed across her cheek, caressing her delicate body, and an expression of dullness and disbelief appeared on her face.
"Is this the immortal method?"
"Just a piece of peach petal is enough to instantly heal all my injuries..."
There was a flash of admiration and enthusiasm in Yaozhen's eyes.
This is a fairy.
This is the immortal path she wants to pursue.
She quickly stood up and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction where the White-robed Sword Immortal left, "Junior 냫 Yao will obey the order of the Immortal Lord and will definitely keep a low profile in the future. Before refining those old things in Guixu, I will never think of becoming an immortal again!"
I knelt for so long but got no response.
But Yaozhen was not discouraged.
The immortal ignored her because she made a mistake.
Since the immortal still gave her a chance, it meant that the immortal still admired her very much.
As for her, she still has love for that fairy.
That's enough.
"I originally wanted to settle accounts with the ancestor of Jiange..." Yao Zhen murmured to herself, subconsciously touching her lower abdomen, and unconsciously thought of the thief Zhang Mengchu.
It was because of Zhang Mengchu that she lost her innocence!
Thinking of this, humiliation and anger appeared on her face, but she quickly calmed down.
She could have stood in front of the fairy with a clear conscience.
Give everything you have to the immortal.
But now, she just felt dirty.
And all of this will have to be repaid by Zhang Mengchu, Jiange, and Zhenwu Holy Land in the future!
But, before that.
She must first ensure that she can become an immortal.
Since the immortals can come down to the Cangyun Realm, then naturally she can too. Wouldn't it be better to settle the score after she becomes an immortal? One can already imagine how desperate these ants will be when they see her becoming an immortal.
By then, we will have more ways to torture these ants.
With this thought, Yao Zhen quickly suppressed the hatred in her heart.
There is no need to go back to the Holy Land of Yao Chi.
Only her senior sister and some Yao Chi disciples were left.
"I have killed so many sect leaders. These people are inevitably related to the old monsters in Guixu... I still have to find a place where I can't be easily discovered to retreat."
Yao Zhen frowned and thought for a while.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place...why don't I open a sect near Guixu? It's less likely to arouse suspicion than to hide it in the open."
If she had done so before, it would definitely not be safe, but now she has reached the Mahayana Three Tribulations Realm, and has experienced the baptism of the minor heavenly tribulation. Both her body and soul have been sublimated, and she is confident that she can use another identity to cover up her current one.
"Besides, I will re-establish a sect and mingle with them...until they let their guard down, and then I will suddenly reveal my identity~"
Yao Zhen narrowed her eyes.
A look of intoxication appeared on his face.
She couldn't wait to see that scene happen.
"The new sect is called..."
"Xuan Hemen!"
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Mo Shumei is deep in her soul.
Gloomy sky, strong wind, flames, and gun smoke.
In the ruins that were burned black by the raging fire.
Mo Shumei knelt on one knee with the broken knife in her hand, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
She was very aware of her current state.
This is not the first time that evil energy has backfired.
But in the past when the evil energy backfired, the enemies she faced were at most a few wronged souls. These wronged souls were all monks who had died under her sword. These monks were strengthened by the evil energy and their realms were comparable to hers.
In the past, she only needed to fight one against many and kill these wronged souls.
But what is the situation today?
Mo Shumei clenched her teeth.
The monster in front of him was not formed by countless residual souls.
Instead, it was an old man dressed in black with demonic aura surrounding him.
Mo Shumei swore that she had never killed such an old man.
Moreover, the aura of the old man in front of him was definitely more than just a spirit.
That is the combination going upwards.
She became even more certain of this after the fight.
The other party is simply in the mentality of a cat playing with mouse!
"You... who are you? I don't remember killing you..."
"Of course you don't remember."
The old man stroked his beard and curled the corners of his mouth.
"Old Xiao Feng is one of the creators of the Great Compassion Ode.
You have good talent and have reached the standard to become an old blood food! Of course...it's your pleasure! ”
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