Chapter 708 A hundred years

In the far north, a black light covers a temple built on the bitter and cold mountains.

The temple is both black and looks like a few small rooms, but the main hall inside is actually very vast. Among the main halls painted with countless colorful Buddhist scriptures, hundreds of lamas sat closed their eyes and recited the scriptures peacefully.

Black mandala flowers bloom on the black light shield. In each black mandala flower, a phantom of the Buddha appeared, exuding the breath of great compassion and great wisdom.

As soon as any external world's energy falls onto the black light shield, it will immediately penetrate into the black mandala flower and is sealed by the black mandala flower.

At this moment, a arrogant golden figure stood in the void above the black light shield.

This figure exudes supreme pressure all over his body, as if he is controlling the entire world, was Huang Wushen wearing a gilded robe.

As his thoughts moved, a bronze beam of light that was like a destruction and a silver ball of light kept bombarding the black light shield.

The bronze light was the Huangtian God Tower with a devastating aura. This powerful magic weapon seemed to have been refined by Huang Wushen. Its size and size were from the heart, and it did not need to enter the ninth level, but could also be controlled.

Another ball of silver light was a silver star shrunk by Huang Wushen.

At present, the Huangtian God Tower and the silver star kept bombarding the black light shield, making a roar that shocked the world.

Although the power of the Huangtian God Tower and the silver stars were all sealed by the black mandala flowers on the black light shield, the power of many of the mandala flowers seals seemed to have reached their limit. Under the constant bombardment of Huang Wushen, cracks appeared one by one.

"What can't be broken by the Brahma Mandala wall? It's still going to be broken by me."

Looking at the cracks appearing on these black mandala flowers, Huang Wushen sneered.

"Master Gongda, if you Chilezong hadn't stopped me from killing Luobei, I might have allowed you to live for two more days. Now you do this, it would have reminded me."

"The blue sea tides are born, fate is born and destroyed. Any king's scheming of overbearing and a wolf's ambition will be nothing more than a waste of time." The old lama in the temple of Chile Sect said lightly, "The movement of heaven and countless causes and effects are even the Yuan Tianyi of the eighth level of heaven that day can only see through the leopard, and you can't see through it. You are only at the peak of the fifth level of heavenly tribulation. You are just like controlling all things in the world. Are you too arrogant?"

"Arrogant? As long as there are no other practitioners in the world, even if I am only at the first level of heavenly tribulation, I am the best in the world. Anyone must act according to my wishes. It will be a matter of time before I destroy your Chile Sect and break through to the sixth level of heavenly tribulation, the seventh level of heavenly tribulation, or even surpass the eighth level of heavenly tribulation of Yuan Tianyi."

Amid Huang Wushen's sneer, the Huangtian God Tower and the silver star crushed on the black light shield even more violently, and dozens of black mandala flowers were seen shattering.

The body of a lama in the black temple suddenly seemed to be unable to bear the power, and with a bang, it turned into a ball of ashes.

The other lamas still recite scriptures, but their expressions were even more solemn and solemn, while the old lama's expression still did not change at all. "Luobei is not dead, how can you be so sure?"

"Luobei? Why, do you think I will be defeated in Luobei's hands like Feng Shisan?" Huang Wushen let out a crazy laugh that shocked the world, "Even if Xuan Wushang did not hesitate to fall, he used magic to send him into other voids, so what? All his memories have been erased by me. And I also planted a memory in his mind."

"You planted a memory in his mind?"

"Yes. I have forgotten all my thoughts. Any memory, like yesterday's water, will be erased, even the eighth level of heavenly tribulation and the ninth level of heavenly tribulation, will never be able to recover the things that no longer exist." Huang Wushen sneered: "And I planted a memory in his mind, which made him impossible to find that many people who are crucial to him are actually sealed in his body. It makes him feel that the most important person to him is waiting for him to come back to save him within a hundred days. Even if he has a shocking opportunity, what kind of cultivation can he break through in a hundred days? If he is penetrated into the void by Xuan Wushang at this moment and has not died, with his mind, once the 100-day period arrives, he will definitely forcibly cross the starry sky. At that time, the only thing waiting for him will be to destroy both body and spirit, and the ashes will be destroyed."

"Is that true?"

The old lama smiled indifferently, "Huang Wushen, why do I think he can cross the starry sky and appear in front of you?"

"The spiritual veins in the world belong to my hands. I can use the spiritual energy in these spiritual veins to create countless masters of heavenly tribulation. And I don't have to worry about the drying of all spiritual veins in the world, because I don't want any more cultivators in this world to come out." A little black light flew out from Huang Wushen's hand, but it was the Buddha-Destroying Demon Blade with a strong demonic energy. "Gunda, your Chile Sect's cultivation is much better than those of the Flower Sect. Moreover, the Talins in your Chile Sect and the relics of the teachers of all generations. After absorbing the vitality of you and the relics, this Buddha-Destroying Demon Blade should also be able to advance into a magic weapon comparable to the Huangtian God Tower, right?"

"What's more, I have searched his soul with the eyes of the Great Hua Dharma. All his magic tricks have no secrets in front of me. Even if he can pass through the starry sky by chance and never die, do you think he is my opponent?"

The old lama smiled indifferently and stopped talking. A stream of true energy kept shaking out from him and poured into the wall of Brahma Mandala.

"I see how long you can support it"

A hint of anger appeared on Huang Wushen's face and he stopped talking. The Huangtian God Tower and the silver stars kept rushing against the black light shield.

In the storm sea of ​​Tianlan, days passed day by day. Occasionally, a cultivator used magic weapons to escape into the storm sea, and happened to be close to the edge of Tianfu Mountain. When he felt the shocking demonic aura emitted from dozens of heavenly-level monsters, his face suddenly changed. He turned around in panic and ran away, not daring to enter Tianfu Mountain at all.

Those heavenly monsters with the cultivation level of the Tribulation Period and each have special talented magical powers did not chase these cultivators, but were still guarding the peaks covered by colorful streamers in Tianfu Mountain.

After spending more than ninety days in a very peaceful state, just as the 100-day period was about to be over, all the heavenly monsters suddenly received some invisible instructions and rushed to the Storm Ocean. Along the way, these heavenly monsters drove all the low-level monsters within a thousand miles of the Storm Ocean and the cultivators in Tianlan Void.

Just after these monsters and cultivators all escaped thousands of miles away from the storm, an extremely huge bang came from the peaks in Tianfu Mountains.

The cover of the silver furnace and cauldron floating in the valley suddenly popped up, and two figures stepped out in one step in the light and shadow of countless magic circles.

If someone could hear the conversation between Huang Wushen and Master Chile Sect, he would know that the silver furnace cauldron is the Creation and Fate Cauldron in the Huangtian God Tower, and the young man in white who stepped out of it was naturally Luo Bei whose memory was wiped out by Huang Wushen.

Another imprint engraved in Luobei's soul is Xuan Wushang.

Although the magic of Huang Wushen and Wu Determining to Forget Everything is unparalleled, the imprint that was made in Luo Bei's body when Xuan Wushang fell, with his own ashes as annihilation as a guide.

Xuan Wushang had already learned that such an existence in the White Bone Wasteland in Tianfu Mountain was just because of his martial arts and those irrefutable star beetles that he could not enter and obtain the demon pill.

Xuan Wushang knew that Luo Bei's unique skills should be able to enter the white bone wasteland, so relying on the imprint of thoughts left, Luo Bei arrived all the way to this valley.

The Creation of the Ten Thousand Shou Cauldron, 13,000 magic arrays. When Xuan Wushang obtained it, it was impossible to reverse because the star purple fire and cultivation were not enough. However, Luo Bei's blue Xuanbao merged enough star purple fire to reverse the 13,000 magic arrays.

One day outside, one year inside, more than ninety days have passed, Luo Bei and Lin Xiaowan have been practicing in this 100th birthday cauldron.

Luo Bei, who had taken one step from it, was like a cultivator who had never practiced a path, without any light or magic power fluctuations on his body. However, Lin Xiaowan was already mature and had a firm look, but the ice-type magic power fluctuations on his body were very strong. He had also cultivated an ordinary ice-type technique to the late stage of the tribulation.

boom

After Luo Bei and Lin Xiaowan appeared in the void above Tianfu Mountain, another precious light rushed out of the Creation and Life Cauldron. This precious light emitting thousands of auspicious light was the wonderful tree of the Heaven.

This treasure, which was no less than the Creation of the Ten Thousand Shou Cauldron, flew out, suddenly reflected into Luobei's sea of ​​consciousness like a light talisman. It was not refined, but was like being refined by Luobei's sacrifice to become part of his body, shining brightly in Luobei's sea of ​​consciousness, and the spiritual energy emitted directly merged into Luobei's bloodline.

"Boom boom boom"

Afterwards, not only the monks who were thousands of miles away from the Storm Sea, but also the monks who were almost half of the Tianlan void centered on the Storm Sea saw a white figure standing in the center of the Storm Sea, standing in the center of the Storm Sea, and began to emit divine light like traveling through time and void.

All these practitioners saw incredible lightning, lightning, gale wind, fire, ice wind... as thick as a bucket, rolling down. The devastating aura alone made some low-level practitioners who were thousands of miles away from the edge of the Storm Sea as if they were hit hard and their mouths were blew.

Heavenly Tribulation

Someone is experiencing the disaster in the middle of the storm sea

Among these countless Tianlan monks, there are many scenes where people have seen tribulations, but they have never seen tribulations that are so amazing.

Not only is the power of each of the fallen divine power far exceeding that of ordinary practitioners when they pass through the tribulation, but the star energy that this person causes when they pass through the tribulation is also amazingly complex, with almost all kinds of vital energy. Could it be that this person can do all kinds of exercises?

What made these monk Tianlan even more shocked when he saw such a terrifying scene was that the white figure actually shot out more than 10,000 golden lights. Each golden light was actually a real Yuanying who had survived the heavenly tribulation and contained countless stars.

The body of the more than 10,000 people rising up was actually surrounded by a natal sword.

In an instant, more than 10,000 natal sword elements formed a huge sword formation, completely shattering all the gale winds in the entire storm sea, constantly resisting the countless thunder, lightning, fire, ice winds rushed down from the sky... The countless devastating lights in the sky poured out for more than half an hour, but they were all shattered by the sword light condensed by the tens of thousands of natal sword elements, turning into scattered vitality.

The man seemed to have become a huge vortex, sucking all the scattered clouds into his body and flowing out of his body. The pressure that made the monks from tens of thousands of miles away could hardly breathe was quickly disappeared, and eventually disappeared between heaven and earth, in the sea of ​​storm.

"Who is this person?"

"His he succeeded in the tribulation?"
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