Fang Xingque clenched his fists and stared at Li Tianming with gloomy eyes.

In his impression, he seemed to have never been so angry.

"You don't take your life at all, you're the same thing?" Fang Xingque said hoarsely.

"Stop talking, you're going to kill me. Be kind to you, get out of here quickly, don't be embarrassed in front of me. Be a second-generation ancestor of mentally retarded, look at you, and walk with a cow. Learn from Xuanyuan Yuheng well. That's what they call the foundation. Do you understand?" Li Tianming curled his lips.

"Okay, very good, very good." Fang Xingque sneered three times.

"You can go all the way."

Li Tianming waved his hand, said impatiently, and then flew directly into the Tianyuan Ding in the air.

A group of people in Fangxingque were left behind, looking confused.

...

Speaking of which, the height of the Tianyuan Cauldron is almost more than 500 meters, and Li Tianming can only relay the cauldron and rush upwards.

"What the hell is this?" He approached and saw the 'enemy's shrouded in the black fog, and was extremely puzzled.

In a blink of an eye, he ascended to the Tianyuan Cauldron.

An old man appeared in front of him. He was wearing tattered clothes and sleeping on a sword, holding a huge wine pot with a diameter of at least five meters, and pouring it into his mouth.

"Young man, do you like to recite poetry too?" The old man took a big sip, his face flushed, and he asked with a smile.

"Go back to Jie Lao, I am just showing off my skills. My attainments are very shallow, less than one billion billion. It is rumored that Jie Lao's "Wine Sword Poem" is one of three, and it is extremely gorgeous. When I see him today, it is indeed extraordinary." Li Tianming said respectfully.

Before he came, he went to Fang Xingying's place next door and asked about the situation of Tianyuan Ding.

Fang Xingying talked about this person before he realized that the person in front of him was the "Guardian of Tianyuan Ding", named "Ouyang Sword King". His identity was "Sanyuan Tribulation Old".

The Sanyuan Tribulation Old is the highest-ranking tribulation Old, and the entire Shenzong is not large. Last time Jiang Feiling returned, Ouyang Jianwang was among the crowd.

Ouyang Sword King is the sword path that leads to the sky, but he is not a member of the Taiyi Sword Clan, but has risen from a small person to achieve today's achievements.

When he was young, he was an inspirational legend of the ancient Shenzong, and he ascended from Renyuan Sect to Tianyuan Sect.

The Sword King is not his real name, but later when people shout it too much, they forget his original name.

Under Li Tianming's compliment, he glanced at Li Tianming. With his identity, he obviously knew that Li Tianming was the disciple brought back by the god.

"Young people are good and have great vision. I will come back to see you to discuss your alcoholism and talent." Ouyang Jianwang said with a smile.

"The competition is not worthy of being a disciple, it is mainly to support and guide the old man." Li Tianming said.

"Well, get out." Ouyang Jianwang said.

“…!”

These familiar words made Li Tianming want to say, "I am your father."

He bid farewell to Ouyang Sword King and looked in front of him.

This is a sword energy pool that has been magnified countless times!

Of course, the spiritual disasters inside are not in the form of sword energy, but are all kinds of them.

This is a real ocean of spiritual disasters!

Flames, thunder, storm, ice, Gui water, metal and other spiritual disasters mix together to form a howling wave of spiritual disasters.

"This is more terrifying than the sword energy pool?"

Even the most superficial spiritual disasters have dozens of holy sky patterns, even nearly one hundred!

Li Tianming didn't say much, and stepped into it directly.

As soon as he entered, his body suffered a terrifying spiritual disaster, which made him grin.

"It is said that the further down, the more terrifying the spiritual disaster will be. The spiritual disasters of the catastrophe pattern are all below."

He continued to sink.

"Children, do you have the spiritual disaster you need?" Li Tianming asked.

In the companion space, the small easter eggs rolled in excitement.

Li Tianming was overjoyed and continued to sink.

"Chasing Pattern Spirit Disaster!"

He saw that the flame below formed a surging layer, which was a black flame.

Li Tianming just went down.

"ah!"

Even the eternal purgatory body was burned by the flames of the catastrophe spirit disaster, and the flesh and blood were charred quickly, and it was so painful.

"Are you a person who killed yourself? You don't even have the ancient saint's golden body, are you fighting the catastrophe spirit disaster here?" There was a Tianyuan disciple in the distance and said in disbelief.

Li Tianming realized a serious problem.

He can't stand the disaster of the catastrophe!

"Xiao Si, how deep is the spiritual disaster you need?" Li Tianming asked.

The little easter egg was so anxious that it was just one egg that couldn't be described.

"It says at the bottom." said Fluori.

"The bottom?!" Li Tianming sweated all over.

"I have only been one-third of the depths, and there is a spiritual disaster in the catastrophe pattern. I can't go down at all. The spiritual disaster at the bottom can turn me into ashes, right?" Li Tianming said with a headache.

"How about you hide in Taiyi Tower and sink automatically?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. First, I still can't get out. Second, I want to practice symbiosis with Xiao Si. I have to be able to withstand the rampant spiritual disasters, otherwise problems will be easy. My realm is now high, so it is much more difficult to get to the ancient holy realm at one time than before." Li Tianming frowned.

"What should I do?" Yinghuo asked.

"Judged from the depth of one-third of the front, the more violent the spiritual disaster, the more sinking it is. The bottom of the catastrophe spiritual disaster may have several catastrophe patterns."

"I guess I can only practice to the fourth level of the ancient holy realm first. It is best to practice a relatively powerful body refining battle technique. At least it must be stronger than the Immortal Sword Body."

"Compared with the Immortal Sword Body Refining Tactics of the Divine Sect, it is not high-end. When I can stand to the bottom, I will probably succeed."

Li Tianming Dao.

"Damn, I have to wait." Fluorescent Easter egg comforted.

"Nonsense, I'm going to pull you guys with one handful of shit and another handful of peeing. Is it easy for me?" Li Tianming couldn't help laughing and crying.

He could only leave for the time being.

"It's okay, the stronger the catastrophe spiritual disaster Xiao Si needs, the greater the power, and the stronger it will be when it is born." Li Tianming said.

"That's all I can do. My poor little girl." Yinghuo touched its head.

"snort!"

The little easter egg flew up, hit Yinghuo's forehead, and ran away angry...

"Damn it, what does it have to do with me?" A bag on the Flash Head.

"Haha, Yinghuo, you have to be prepared. Before it was born, you started to be beaten. You will have no good life in the future." Li Tianming smiled.

"Well, let's discuss something. Can you delay your cultivation? Or let it be born later..." Yinghuo asked secretly.

Bang!

An easter egg hit the back of its head!

The fire rolled on the ground, crying without tears.

...

"Goodbye, goodbye." Li Tianming said respectfully.

"Young man, remember to come next time and discuss poetry and lyrics with me." Ouyang Jianwang said.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Li Tianming hurriedly escaped.

"You have to find a way to find a very strong body training battle technique!"

Li Tianming realized that it would be a big test to let Xiao Si be born.

He came out of the Tianyuan Dao Sect, returned to the Diyuan Sect, and returned to the No. 1 Pavilion in the World.

In the wilderness snow field.

After the pine tower in front, several people suddenly flashed out.

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Chapter completed!