Chapter 469 The Dragon Lord of the Demon Realm, overcoming the tribulation in the void
After a moment, the lightning stopped, and Wei Zhong stepped on the thunder and returned to the defense city.
Before the onlookers around him came up to say hello, Wei Zhong had already quickly entered the spirit tower.
"What a fast speed of thunder escape. Fellow Daoist Wei has taken a big step towards refining his body?"
"Ninety-one, that purple thunder is the eighth-level heavenly rage thunder core taken out by the Min family at the auction, right? Such violent treasures can be tamed by Fellow Daoist Wei..."
Seeing Wei Zhong's magical skills complete, the monks on the Western Front looked different. There are some people who are envious and jealous, but more people still feel the huge gap in cultivation between themselves and Wei Zhong. "The seventh-level body refining is complete, Yu Xuan, it seems that this fellow Daoist Wei is still one step ahead."
An Yuxuan walked out behind An Jingchen, with a stubborn expression on her face:
"It won't be long before I can reach this level."
After the help of the Seven-Star Xuansheng Pill, his cultivation has been rising all the way, and he has surpassed his ancestor An Jingchen.
But because of my low mood, I have never been able to enter the final perfection. "Don't worry, when your mind is perfect, this state will be broken."
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The Spirit Tower, Wei Zhong stood in the dance floor, and purple thunder emerged from his hands. It was the purple sky divine thunder in the thunder core.
The thunder that was extremely violent in the past is now like a docile puppy in Wei Zhong's hands.
The thunder dragon sounded in my mind: "Since the master has no means to refine it into a magic weapon, the best choice is to inject thunder into the body and increase the thunder skill. "In this way, the seventh-level thunder skill is perfect, it is time to start preparing to advance to the eighth level. "
Wei Zhong nodded:
"Do you have any suggestions? ”
"It's true, although the power of the eighth-level heavenly tribulation cannot be underestimated. "But the master has carefully cultivated the thunder method and has captured the heavenly thunder during his cultivation, and has a certain resistance to the thunder tribulation. "And I am here with the old dragon, so the master doesn't have to worry too much about safety. " Instead of thinking about how to overcome the tribulation, it's better to think about how to get the greatest benefit in the thunder tribulation. ”
“Oh? "While Wei Zhong looked surprised when he heard Lei Long's words.
"The master's golden thunder talisman array has absorbed countless heavenly thunders in the past thousand years and has long been on the verge of promotion. You might as well take this opportunity to use heavenly thunder to advance, and merge this heavenly thunder core to turn it into a natal magic weapon. "One of this treasure will definitely be one of the top thunder and lightning treasures in the eighth level. It may not be impossible to condense the thunder and lightning species with this object in the future. "
Wei Zhong rubbed his chin: "The idea is good, but there is no such simple place for the eighth-level magic weapon. The golden thunder bamboo is partially wood. Although the evil-proof divine thunder can break the evil, it is still gentle thunder.
"The Zixiao divine thunder is born in the void, which is the ultimate brutality and destruction. The two things are refuted, so how easy is it to merge into one?
"The Five Qi Returning Jade can only balance the five elements, not adjusting thunder..."
Before Wei Zhong finished speaking, the thunder dragon in "Time Treasure Record" rubbed his hands: "Master, have you forgotten me?"
Wei Zhong's eyes showed a hint of doubt:
"You? Can you?"
When the Thunder Dragon was captured by Wei Zhong, it was only strongly "transformed into God" and ranked in the fifth level, far less than the eighth level level that Wei Zhong was about to climb at this moment.
Even after going through these thousands of years, I have been lucky enough to recover to the sixth level, but it is still far from it. "Oh, master, don't underestimate me. Although Lao Long's realm is not high now, its essence is the true spirit of the law. "Not talking about the thunder in the world, as long as the thunder that arises in the thousands of worlds, you have to listen to Lao Long and me.
"Look at this Zixiao Divine Thunder is so obedient, but the old dragon is well trained..."
Wei Zhong stared at the latter, with a trace of thought in his eyes. "Let me think about it first!"
Then consciousness withdrew from the "Time Treasure Record" and returned to the body.
Fluorescent light flashes in the eyes, and the panel appears:
【Name: Wei Zhong】
[Spiritual cultivation level: late stage of Hedao (8th level·67%)]
[Spiritual cultivation level: seventh level perfection (9th level·99%)]
[Life-life: 30151/50000]
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Study practice for thousands of years, and finally reached the perfection of thunder skills, only one step away from the eighth level.
However, out of peace, Wei Zhong always hesitated.
I want to make the most sufficient preparations to wait for the disaster to break through. "Don't worry, don't worry, it's still long. At worst, you can wait for the spiritual technique to go up to the next level. When you reach the perfection, you can't think about it." With this idea, Wei Zhong went into seclusion again.
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Wei Zhong's movements were too fast, and no one could be seen in the outside world just a flash of lightning.
The many monks waiting on the side had not even had time to speak.
Especially, the monks of the Zheng family held the gift in their hands, either moving forward or retreating.
Wanting about whether to knock on the spirit tower, I congratulate the elder Wei, but when I remembered the ancestor's advice, I left.
In the square in front of the Yunling Tower, a large number of monks gathered, waiting for the opening of the seats, and there were also many people who wanted to pay homage to Wei Zhong.
Seeing Wei Zhong's superb alchemy skills, many Jiuzhou families or factions had the idea of asking Wei Zhong to entrust the alchemy.
But who would have thought that Wei Zhong's retreat lasted for thousands of years, and even after he came out of seclusion, he would not give everyone a chance to congratulate him again.
The bold one frequently knocked on the door of the Yunling Tower and received a reply from the only tower spirit: No guest reception. "Brother Deng, do you have any ideas?" Guan Hong looked at Deng Hanwen in front of him. The latter had just broken through the late stage of the seventh-level body refining for only two or three thousand years, and he unexpectedly would appear here.
The latter shook his head:
"But for the sake of the juniors in the clan, I want to win over the relationship with this fellow Daoist Wei."
Look back at Guan Hong:
"How could General Guan be like this, right?"
The latter smiled:
"The descendants of the clan are not good at it, but my disciple's cultivation is well advanced, and I want to ask for an opportunity for it." "General Guan is quite fond of Bo Xi." Guan Hong looked at the Yunling Tower not far away: "It's a pity that Brother Wei is in a hurry and has never given me a chance to interrupt." "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do", this is the personal words of Qi Han, the master of Jiuzhou Taoist.
Even the alchemists in Jiuzhou strictly prohibited from affecting Wei Zhong, so how dare these soldiers disobey?
The two of them negotiated frequently, and suddenly the five-pointed star array rose in the sky, and a harsh alarm sounded in the city. "Demon Dragon Attacks the City?"
The two of them jumped up and looked up and saw a large area of demon dragons, both in the sky and on the ground, as dense as raindrops. "What a big formation, what kind of change has happened in the Red Flame Land?" Deng Hanwen was puzzled.
Guan Hong waved his hand and ordered it from above: "The demon dragon is coming, prepare for the war!"
The entire defense city immediately opened its garrison state, and countless shuttles flew up from the city, broke through outside the city to fight for territory, preventing it from being surrounded by the demon dragon, and circling the rear.
Wei Zhong, who was in seclusion, also heard about the movements and stills of the outside world.
However, he still used his exercises and did not make any moves.
It is because the strength of the Western Front sergeants has increased too much in the past thousand years.
There were several more places in the later stage of Hedao alone, and the number of Hedao in the early and mid-stage periods also increased significantly with the support of the Yunling Tower.
Wei Zhong is not short of him at all. As expected, as Wei Zhong expected, the war lasted for less than a month, and the opponent's demon dragon showed its decline.
Kyushu seized a large amount of spoils in this battle and pushed the front line into the Red Flame Land for a time.
When the war ended, Guan Hong and other senior officials immediately received internal arraignments from Jiuzhou.
"Many treasures in the Red Flame Land are frequently born. What changes have happened?"
The list that was conveyed is actually conveyed, and there are several eighth-level spiritual objects, especially a Taiyin Moon Flower.
Arises from a secret realm where the universe is upside down and the yin and yang are reversed in the Red Flame Land. "This is the treasure needed to advance to Mahayana! It's only a few months before you are born."
Guan Hong was full of regret when he received this news. This was the case on the Western Front battlefield. How could he, as a general, give up his duty and seize the treasure for his own selfishness.
And there is no corresponding treasure hunting team organization in Jiuzhou, so obviously I don’t care about it.
The other Hedao monks also had their eyes red when they heard this news, and they almost became anxious.
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"Yes!"
Even if he was unwilling to accept it, Jiuzhou Hedao did not dare to disobey the order and escaped at the last minute.
Half a month later, a group of monsters gathered in the Red Flame Land, waiting for the treasures to be born and fought with each other.
In an instant, the red mountains were covered with a layer of "red paint".
The strong smell of blood continues to spread in the sky.
The deep sky penetrates into the sea of clouds, and the three-headed demon dragon floats here.
If Wei Zhong saw one of the demon dragons, he would definitely be familiar with them. They were the Cangming Xuanyuan Dragon, who had broken his natal demonic magic.
However, compared with his previous weak state, he did not know what method he had used to recover from his injuries and restore his mighty dragon body.
Aside from it was a golden head full of gold, like a four-legged golden dragon poured into gold.
He has limbs on his belly and walks through the air. There is a joke among his majestic eyebrows:
"Xuanyuan, I have been waiting for so long, how could I never see the human race Mahayana you mentioned?"
Cangming Xuanyuan Dragon looked angry:
"Hmph, maybe it was because you were not good at shaking gold, and you were discovered by that human race."
"You..."
Seeing that the two dragons were about to fight, a voice immediately came from the void beside him:
"Okay, don't fight with each other!"
The sound was like a drum, and it came straight into my heart.
Erlong subconsciously shut his mouth and lowered his head at the same time. Yaojin's head moved slightly, and saw a rolling thunder cloud not far away.
The silver danced wildly, but I couldn't hear a thunder sound.
Thunder clouds spanned the void and reality, and only a small corner was revealed in front of the two of them.
Most of them are located in the void.
"Zhouting Xu Yinlong Zun".
The name of Dragon Lord represents the unique supreme status of this dragon among the demon dragon tribes. Its cultivation is eighth level and it is said that it has passed eight heavenly tribulations. It is only one time before it can ascend directly into the immortal world.
The demon dragon once had the idea that if it took action, the human race in Jiuzhou could be destroyed.
But the latter had no interest in this and was just practicing.
Even the real world of the Demon Realm is too lazy to set foot, but stays in the void for a long time, delving into the void thunder method to condense the Taoist seeds.
"Since I haven't waited for that human fellow Taoist for a long time, I am short of time, so I won't wait with you here."
After saying that, the lightning flashed, and the dazzling silver reflected the sky, and it was only when the clear sky broke through the clear sky that slowly disappeared.
"Give me a gift to Dragon Lord!"
In the Immortal Palace, Qi Han looked up and seemed to have already seen the horrifying dragon power:
"The eight-tribulation level, more importantly, is the law of lightning. This dragon is worthy of being the lord of the dragon clan. "Fortunately, this guy is reasonable and does not easily act to bully the small. "
Recalling this, Qi Han shook his head: "No matter what, it's always right to provoke those guys. Some resources will be filled in the future. "
The soldiers on the Western Front battlefield would not have thought that there were three-headed eighth-level demon dragons entrenched above the Red Flame Land, waiting for the human race to seize the treasure.
More accurately, waiting for the mysterious human Mahayana and waiting for Wei Zhong.
"Xuanyuan, are you still counting on Long Zun to preside over justice for you?
"A useless thing was tortured to such an extent by a human race. "
Yao Jinlong spoke sarcastically, and Cangming Xuanyuanlong refused to give in: "Hmph, can you take advantage of Yao Jin? I don't know who was cut off his arm by the monk surnamed Qi on that day..."
The two dragons exposed each other's scars without any mercy.
After arguing for a while, I suddenly felt anger coming into my mind, so I stepped into the power of the void together, and the black water and golden light rose together...
Wei Zhong, who was in seclusion, did not know that he had escaped a difficult situation. Although it would not be a life or death problem, it would at least cost Wei Zhong 10,000 or 20,000 years of life. "Is the war over?"
The movements inside and outside the defense city gradually subsided, and the demon dragon in the distance had retreated layer by layer, no longer trying to break through the city's defense.
Guan Hong asked for instructions from the superiors and assembled a team to enter the Red Flame Land to seize the treasure.
Unfortunately, the reply I waited for was only a few words to keep my hands silent.
This is still the confidant of the Taoist lord.
Guan Hong dared not disobey, but was puzzled in his heart. Why did the Taoist Master, who had always been radical, stop at this time?
Waiting for more than a month, many monks rushed to the Western Front, but not for the extraordinary treasures that were frequently born, but for the Western Front to expand the results of the battle, completely pushing the territory into the Red Flame Land and expanding the territory of Jiuzhou.
This is the responsibility of the Western Army, and the entire army dare not violate it.
So the war that had just ended not long ago began again.
Spring goes and autumn comes, and time goes by. Wei Zhong has not come out of the tower for a day and is devoted to retreat and practicing.
Until one day, a lightning light flashed from the fish-shaped spiritual tower, and it flew into the sky and disappeared quickly.
In the turbulent wind layer in the sky, Wei Zhong showed his figure.
The red tasseled fairy spear flashed away in his hand, and a question occurred at the same time: "Thunder Dragon, are you really sure?"
The voice of the Thunder Dragon came from his mind: "Don't worry, master, this Zixiao divine thunder is born in the void, so it is most suitable to merge and refine it into the void as its natal magic weapon.
"As for the master when he passes the tribulation, he might as well be in this void directly.
"This can not only satisfy the master's mind and avoid others' eyes and ears, but also provide support for the refining of this magic weapon."
Wei Zhong was unstable and full of doubt, but when he looked at the red tassel magic spear in his hand, he was full of confidence.
'The fairy gun is in my hand, and the little void cannot stop me! ’
"Okay, I believe you once.
"If it fails, I will bind your dragon body and ban your words. ”
Recalling the days when he was bound by chains and his little finger was unable to move, Lei Long subconsciously shivered. "Don't worry, master, the young one will do their best!" Wei Zhong nodded with satisfaction, his magic power was injected, and the magic spear struck in front of him, and a black crack appeared.
It gradually expanded, and it slowly disappeared as Wei Zhong stepped into the inside.
(This chapter ends)