A quasi-saint shook his head, "No, this is definitely a quasi-saint thunder tribulation. Although I have never seen a saint's thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation of a saint must have a Taoist arc. And I feel that a saint may not necessarily have a thunder tribulation..."

He couldn't continue to talk about it later. He was just a quasi-saint level. He felt that a saint might not necessarily have a thunder tribulation, but he didn't know how to advance to a thunder tribulation without a thunder tribulation, nor did he feel it. All this was just his thoughts and guesses. Not to mention him, even the entire rootless god realm, there was no saint.

Because the rich divine elixir energy was completely stimulated, more and more cultivators were attracted by this chaotic pill energy. However, no one dared to rush up to grab the divine elixir that was piled up like a hill.

Boom boom boom! Eighteen thunder arcs fell. The monk who was standing far away was obviously standing behind for a while, subconsciously retreated back a little further.

The lightning arc that fell on Lan Xiaobu's body was fused with the endless divine essence elixir under the Immortal Art and the Immortal Art, breaking through Lan Xiaobu's quasi-saint realm barrier in one fell swoop.

At the moment when he broke through the quasi-saint realm, the vortex formed by the divine essence elixir around Lan Xiaobu's body expanded more than ten times. At this moment, Lan Xiaobu's sea of ​​consciousness and divine essence skyrocketed, and his perception of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth became clearer.

The world of immortality is also constantly expanding, and the rules are much better than when they are in the divine realm. Although they have not taken action yet, Lan Xiaobu feels that he can lift up the Taoist rhyme between heaven and earth by raising his hand and blasting it out. This is a kind of control over the great way and an understanding of magical powers.

The difference between quasi-saints and Gods is indeed too big. If he was asked to deal with the fake Saint Puheng at this time, Lan Xiaobu would probably be able to kill the other party in just a few breaths.

I just don’t know what the result will be when dealing with Kun Wei, a true saint?

Lan Xiaobu gave him a few quit the dust technique, and his divine thoughts had swept to two powerful figures and quickly escaped. Lan Xiaobu ignored the cultivator who came over and set up a hidden divine formation, and gave him a quit the dust technique to change his clothes.

Such a powerful thunder tribulation only caused him some minor injuries. When he entered the quasi-saint realm, the injuries on his body disappeared.

Boom! Lan Xiaobu had just changed her clothes, and before he even had time to put away the unused divine essence pill and divine veins, his hidden divine formation was torn open.

Standing in front of him were two monks, one of whom Lan Xiaobu actually knew was the fourth level of the quasi-saint I saw at the auction. After seeing him easily killing a quasi-saint first level, this guy ran away without showing up. Unexpectedly, he became much more courageous this time and dared to come directly to him, as if he wanted to steal the Divine Yuan Pill.

The other person is a cultivator at the fifth level of the quasi-saint. His body is full of Taoism. He can tell at a glance that he is a strong man. He just now tore up his hidden divine formation.

"That's right, I actually survived the quasi-saint thunder tribulation here. It seems that you made a decision. Where did you get so many Chaos Divine Yuan Pills?" When the quasi-saint level cultivator came, he only saw Lan Xiaobu's unused divine Yuan Pills, and did not see Lan Xiaobu's terrifying catastrophe arc, so there was a hint of teasing in his tone.

The monk on the fourth level of the quasi-saint recognized Lan Xiaobu. His eyes showed horror and his face was pale. At this time, he had subconsciously taken a few steps back. If he hadn't been worried that Lan Xiaobu would take the first move against the retreat, he might have turned around and ran away frantically. As he saw Lan Xiaobu's power with his own eyes, he easily killed a quasi-saint's first level. If he hadn't walked fast last time, how could he have life?

It was so powerful when he had not passed the tribulation. Now the other party had just passed the tribulation, which was only more powerful than before. Who knows what kind of thunder tribulation it was? If it was a saint thunder tribulation, he would not even have the chance to escape.

Lan Xiaobu ignored the quasi-saint fifth-level monk and raised his hand to put away the unused divine essence pill and the broken top-quality divine veins.

The monk at the fifth level of the quasi-saint said lightly, "I suggest you should take out the divine elixir. For everyone is a quasi-saint, I don't want your divine vein. However, the divine elixir is worthy of the divine elixir. You just put away more than one billion, right? Maybe there are more things on you, of course, I won't take them all away."

Lan Xiaobu still ignored the fifth level of the quasi-saint. This guy tore his divine formation apart as soon as he came. In Lan Xiaobu's eyes, the monk on the fifth level of the quasi-saint was a dead person. At this time, Lan Xiaobu looked at the monk on the fourth level of the quasi-saint and laughed, "I waited for a long time last time, but you secretly left. Come here again today. Do you feel sorry for me and want to give me some compensation?"

The cultivator on the fourth level of the quasi-saint quickly bowed and said, "I have invited this fellow Taoist. I have no ill intentions towards fellow Taoist, and I have always admired fellow Taoist..."

At this time, this fellow Taoist from the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint was even regretful. After recognizing Lan Xiaobu, he escaped immediately. Can Lan Xiaobu catch him?

"Last time you quoted a gold Taoist fruit, five top-grade divine veins, ten top-grade divine veins, and fifty million top-grade divine crystals, take out the things." Lan Xiaobu said indifferently, but the domain stretched out, locking the cultivator on the fourth level of the quasi-saint.

This quasi-saint's fourth level felt the breath of death that could tear him apart at any time. After he practiced to the quasi-saint, it was the first time that death was so close to him.

He grabbed a ring and handed it to Lan Xiaobu without thinking, "Fellow Daoist, this is what I quoted last time, it's all here."

"Brother Kuang, you know..." The monk from the fifth level of the quasi-saint called out his companion in shock. Originally, Lan Xiaobu ignored him and wanted to teach Lan Xiaobu a lesson, but his companion's performance made him completely stunned.

Lan Xiaobu took the ring and swept it with a divine thought. After confirming that everything was there, he said coldly, "Get out, remember to be kind in life in the future, don't have bad thoughts."

"Yes, thank you for your teachings from fellow Taoists." The fourth floor of the quasi-saint, called Brother Kuang, not only did not respond to the fifth floor of the quasi-saint, but he didn't even look at the other party. After Lan Xiaobu retreated from the realm, he fled away frantically, but just breathing time disappeared.

"Fellow Taoist, it seems you and Brother Kuang..."

The monk at the fifth level of the quasi-saint also felt something was wrong. He clasped his fists at Lan Xiaobu, wanted to say a few words, and then retreated.

Kuang Qi didn't even dare to let one of his farts, so he left in shame, and even left a bunch of things before leaving. It would be strange if the person in front of him was simple.

"How did you choose to die?" Lan Xiaobu directly interrupted the quasi-saint fifth-level monk, his tone with murderous intent, and the realm completely locked the quasi-saint fifth-level monk.

This quasi-saint fifth-level monk felt the breath of death and crushed him. This field even gradually bound him, making his Taoist rhyme unable to flow, his face changed.

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Lan Xiaobu was too lazy to sacrifice the Eternal Life Sphur, so he punched it out. At this moment, he felt the difference between himself and the God Realm. This is a qualitative difference. The Tao is free to walk, and there are too many freehand paintings. It can be seen that if he becomes a saint, there will be a qualitative change.

This punch did not use any magical powers, but this punch brought the rules of Taoist rhyme. In Lan Xiaobu's realm, this punch represents the way of killing between heaven and earth.

Before the fifth level of the quasi-saint completely broke free from Lan Xiaobu's boundary, he felt the crazy punch, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The other party is definitely not the first level of the quasi-saint. He is at least in the middle level of the quasi-saint. How can he not even have a chance to fight back in front of the first level of the quasi-saint?

"I am the twelve God Emperors. If you kill me, the God Emperor Puhe will know immediately..." When the quasi-saint fifth-level monk felt that he was unable to leave, his tone was filled with fear.

He regretted why he was so careless. It was strange that a person could openly reveal the chaotic aura in such a place. It would be strange if it could be simple. When death was crushed, he understood that it was because he had been invincible in the rootless divine realm for too long.

Lan Xiaobu's fist didn't even slow down. He had never heard of who Puhe God Emperor was. Besides, what if he had heard of it? Is he still the Taoist Lord of One Realm? As the Taoist Lord of One Realm, he can appoint several god emperors at any time. What's the matter?

The aura of fist completely wrapped around the quasi-saint, and the terrible sound of skeleton tearing sounded.

"Puff!" The blood light exploded. The monk from the fifth level of the quasi-saint had not even punched Lan Xiaobu, and his body was smashed by Lan Xiaobu.

Lan Xiaobu rolled his hands, and one after another of the regular Taoist rhymes wrapped around this space. In just a dozen breaths, the world of the fifth level of the quasi-saint was torn open by Lan Xiaobu.

After piles of things were swept away by Lan Xiaobu, the broken corpse of the quasi-saint fifth-level monk fell to the ground.

The monks watching around woke up and did not have to speak at this moment, and they ran away frantically without Lan Xiaobu's words.

Many people know the fifth level of the quasi-saint who was killed by Lan Xiaobu. A strong man among the strong men, but this strong man didn't even punch the young man in front of him. These god-combining realms are probably not even considered an ant in the hands of the strong man in front of him.

What made them feel relieved was that the strong man didn't seem to care about them and did not chase them over and attack them.

Lan Xiaobu glanced at the many monks who escaped, ignored him, and he had no intention of leaving. The first level of the quasi-saint realm can sweep everything in the rootless divine realm. Once he leaves the rootless divine realm and returns to the immortal realm, his strength is not enough. It is best to be able to cultivate to the seventh level of the quasi-saint level and the seventh level of the quasi-saint, which is in the late stage of the quasi-saint. This level should be able to return to the immortal realm openly. Aren’t the Ten Thousand Dao Holy Sect and the Holy Dao of Longevity very arrogant? He took the initiative to look for it. As for Taihan Holy Mountain, his strength is not enough now.

Returning to the cave where he was located, Lan Xiaobu grabbed a pile of divine essence pills again, and this time he also took out a Chaos Divine Vein. (To be continued)
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