Just as he was thinking this way, Pei Ling suddenly realized that the speed of the heavenly tribulation suddenly began to accelerate!
The purple and green lights quickly interlaced, like a sudden rain hitting the broken lotus. In the blink of an eye, the lightning had already shone repeatedly in this world.
At the same time, the sky was shining with its skirts and clothes, and the flowers, streams, sword formations... suddenly opened and destroyed, and they were also changing rapidly.
Nine towering white pillars stand quietly, as if cutting the space within the nine pillars from the outside world.
Everything outside is as usual. Within the nine pillars, thunder roars, wide sleeves dance rapidly, human figures, lightning, thunder sounds, blade lights... are intertwined, like white clouds and dogs, changing, turning into a blurry bizarre separation.
In just a short moment, Kong Meng seemed to have survived several disasters.
After the crowd, Pei Ling was slightly stunned.
This scene is very similar to the subsequent effect of this immortal art, which is very similar to the sun and the abyss.
The time flow rate among the nine pillars is seriously inequality with the time flow rate outside the nine pillars!
I think this is what Senior Wang Yi said just now. He has been through the tribulation for nearly a year, but only a day has passed.
This chaotic land probably has any connection with the disorderly side of the world controlled by the Immortal Master Yanxu!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling quickly returned to peace and looked at the figure among the nine pillars with plain eyes.
The speed of that figure was getting faster and faster.
At first it was circling like a colorful butterfly, then it was like a purple siege flying over the sky, then it was like a hawk fighting against a rabbit, or a dragon suddenly rising... Gradually, as the lightning fell, the brocade skirt turned into a colorful cloud like clouds. The ordinary Mahayana could no longer see the outline of the sky.
Even if it was the Mahayana of Eighty-One Kalpa, she could barely see her general movements.
Apart from the Nine Pillars, many human races looked at this scene very calmly.
It seems that such a situation has been expected.
Rumble...
The rolling thunder was like a chariot coming out, crushing all directions.
The wind ripped the robe and shirt, and a celebrity was waiting silently in the midst of the rushing scene.
Time passes slowly, and the Daocha tribulations are getting more and more, and its aura is getting stronger and stronger.
On the pale face, the signs of wriggling, as well as the tentacles, vertical pupils, and claws protruding from the sleeves of the robe... were gradually restrained, calmed down, and began to actively integrate into its Tao body and transform into its own power.
Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly.
In the next Dao Tribulation, Senior Kong Meng has no problem.
If Senior Kong Meng went straight to overcome the tribulation at the beginning, under normal circumstances, with his forty-nine tribulations, he would not be able to last for several Taoist tribulations.
However, before Senior Kong Meng entered the Nine Pillars, he swallowed the flesh and blood of the remnant immortal.
Although that part of flesh and blood was just a small piece cut from the body of the residual immortal, there was a difference between immortals and mortals!
The difference between immortals and mortals is not a simple gap in power or quantity, but a huge gap in essence!
At present, Senior Kong Meng's body is equivalent to having a steady stream of immortal power support. Whether it is the physical body, bones, or the lack of spiritual soul, they are all compensated by the immortal power in the flesh and blood of the remaining immortals!
Of course, if you want to seize the flesh and blood of the remnant immortal for your own use, in addition to the heavenly tribulation, you must also have enough will to maintain your consciousness throughout the process, and to suppress the chaotic state of the remnant immortal at all times...
At this time, the human race's Mahayana chamber standing in front of the crowd looked at the nine pillars and slowly spoke: "Kongmeng" has been sixty-four kalpas.
She hasn't stopped yet.
It must be a 81-game disaster!
Ju said lightly: "Kongmeng"'s power is getting stronger and stronger now.
She hasn't reached her limit yet.
We should indeed continue to overcome the Daocha.
He wiped his weapons beside him. He heard this, stopped slightly and thoughtfully: There are too many laws in the flesh and blood of the immortal!Too messy!
I don’t know if “Kongmeng” can understand a “original source” from it…
Su said calmly: It's very difficult.
If the flesh and blood come from the true immortals who fall into the immortals, and from entering the Tao and eating until the Mahayana, there is a high probability that they can realize the "original origin".
But our clan has not yet risen and cannot provide all clan members with the flesh and blood.
Unless they are top geniuses who can bear the hope of the tribe, they can only eat the remaining immortals among the fallen immortals.
Moreover, "Kongmeng" only ate this time, and it can be said that it is extremely difficult to realize the "original origin".
Xiaoqi, who had never spoken, whispered: As long as you become the Mahayana of Eighty-One Kalpa, it doesn’t matter whether you have the ‘original origin’.
In the future, kill more immortals and accumulate resources and merits, you can go to the rule of "Zhongming" to buy...
Mu nodded in agreement: Yes.
He looked inside the nine pillars and continued to say that the time flow rate of this Taoist tribulation was much faster than the Taoist tribulation of the same clan named "Yunyi".
"Kongmeng" looks like he is about to succeed in the tribulation...
In the distance, listening to these Mahayana comments, Pei Ling was slightly surprised. The eighty-one kalpas of Mahayana without its origin?
There are many Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas here, but Pei Ling was not sure about the Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas for a moment. How many Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas have origins, and how many are there without origins...
Thinking of this, he immediately sent a message and asked: Senior ‘Yongyi’, have you realized the ‘original’ just now?
Feng Yi said calmly: This world is just a mere illusion.
Everything is false.
For the immortal emperor who has long seen the true truth and is not confused by illusions, the so-called "original origin" is said to be there, so there is!
The voice of the voice fell, and the energy of the whole body was thriving, and a blazing and glorious aura rose!
It seems like an illusory volcano is rising slowly, and the original breath of fire is released without reservation, and it is in a moment to burn the world!
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. The origin of fire?
This should be the origin mastered by the Golden Crow clan!
Just as I was thinking, the breath around my body suddenly changed, the rolling heat waves faded, the domineering and ostentatious dissipated, and replaced by a breath that was extremely soft and surging!
On the desolate Gobi Desert, all kinds of wild flowers and weeds grew rapidly with it as the center. The wet breath was stained with gravel, and a stream of vigorous and stretch unique to living beings quietly dispersed.
A huge wave rose in the void, and the thundering sounded and the water surging, as if it was about to destroy the entire world.
This is the origin of water!
Immediately afterwards, the water vapor disappeared, and the cold sword intent soared into the sky!
The huge sword shadow rose from behind Yu Yi. Every inch of the sword shadow seemed to condense thousands of small flying swords, densely packed sharp blades gathered, with the intention of cutting down all directions and cutting all living beings.
This is the origin of the sword!
The next moment, the sword shadow swung slightly like a mirror flower and a water moon, and turned into a sturdy sword shadow.
The long sword stands upright between heaven and earth, and it exudes a sense of tyranny without restraint.
The cold blade is as bright as thunder, as if just a glance from a distance will be completely annihilated by the Taoist body and soul...
The origin of the knife!
Feng Yi's robe sleeves flicked, closed his breath and returned to normal. She said to Pei Ling very calmly: This emperor's physical body in this illusion is too low.
At one time, you can only have one ‘original source’.
However, it is completely enough to deal with the inferior immortal "Kong Meng".
After the immortals passed the Daocha tribulation, I found a place to teach her a lesson.
A low-level immortal is a low-level immortal.
She must know the majesty of this emperor!
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling was immediately surprised that the creation of something out of nothing in Wushi Villa was the strongest rule in Panya's world. He already knew this.
But after the Mahayana practiced this law, after reaching 81 kalpas, can even be created out of thin air?
While thinking, he heard the words from Yu Yi, quickly came to his senses and immediately said with a righteous saying: "Yong Yi" fellow Taoist, we are the dignified immortal emperors.
Facing a mere inferior immortal, if he takes action personally and fights directly, he will lose his moral integrity.
Even if you win, it is just a big bullying of the small, which is meaningless.
Once it is spread and let other immortal emperors know, it may be a joke...
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi nodded in agreement and then asked: Since this is the case, I will not argue with this merely inferior immortal.
After she has completed the Daochao, I will not teach her a lesson in person.
However, it is not appropriate to let go of such a low-class immortal who is ignorant of his superiority and inferiority.
In the opinion of Emperor Pei Xian, he didn’t know how to give her a memory?
Pei Ling sent a voice without hesitation: We three, just deduce the illusion together...
While the two were talking, an extra-large thunder thunder struck down, and bright purple lightning splashed the world, illuminating the confusion into daylight, like a sudden blooming ephemeral.
The next moment, the purple tannum closed, and among the nine pillars, the powerful catastrophe power exploded with a bang!
A figure with a beautiful dress, green blood sprinkled in the sky, her hair was messy, she looked embarrassed, but her breath was grand, her bright eyes were as bright as lightning, and she stood proudly in the air!
Kong Meng has already overcome all the Taoist disasters!
Many catastrophe forces scattered among the nine pillars rushed into her body, quickly recovering from her originally extremely heavy injury.
good!!!Ju and other human Mahayana looked at this scene and were all excited and cheered.
Shi was smiling: ‘Kongmeng’, congratulations!
Congratulations to "Kongmeng"!For generations, it is all in our tribe!
Just like after Wang Yi just made up for his foundation, at this moment, all humans sincerely congratulated Kong Meng, and his joyful emotions were flowing like flowing water, flowing vastly on the dark Gobi Desert.
In the air, the sky is hazy. All the cold, chaotic, dark... are restrained, and the beautiful face is restored as before. A perfection is all around it.
The bright eyes swept around, Kong Meng nodded slightly to the many human Mahayana who were rejoicing, without saying a word, but his eyes flew past the crowd and looked back.
She immediately saw Pei Ling in the dark shirt and the female cultivator in deep clothes in deep clothes on Pei Ling.
Without hesitation, Kong Meng immediately stepped out and appeared beside Pei Ling in an instant, saying quickly: I want to heal my wounds.
Pei Ling nodded immediately and said: "Senior Kong Meng", please rest assured to recover. I am here to protect the Dharma.
Kong Meng said lightly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, began to use the exercises, and refine the remaining power of disaster.
Next, Pei Ling waited patiently while protecting Kong Meng.
One team after another went forward to overcome the tribulation, one mortal was wiped out, and another survivor was immediately gathered up, healing, recovering, and reminding him...
Everything is orderly.
Finally, it was Pei Ling's turn.
Without he having to speak, several Mahayana in the team immediately took out several deer-like, snake-like, and dolphin-like residual immortals, began to cut flesh and blood, feed mortals, and sent them between the nine pillars...
Rumble!
The dull and huge sound of the thunder in the catastrophe vibrated this world.
The mortals in the team spontaneously lined up in line and stepped forward one by one to overcome the tribulation.
After the thunder sounds, some succeed, some fail...
All successful mortals were captured by the Mahayana and took out various treasures of heaven and earth to take care of.
After a period of time, all the mortals in the team have completed the tribulation.
Beside Pei Ling, there were nearly a hundred mortals who entered the Tao.
Compared with the first two batches of mortals escorted by this village, these third batch of mortals are the best choice in terms of qualifications and character.
Their chances of successfully entering the Tao are much higher than those of the previous mortals.
As these mortals recovered, the teams of Pei Ling later began to arrange the mortals they escorted to come forward to overcome the tribulation.
In the darkness, time passes quietly.
Suddenly, an elderly Mahayana asked in a low voice: All ordinary people have entered the Tao, but there are still Mahayana that are not eighty-one kalpas, want to overcome the catastrophe?
Outside the nine pillars, the black crowd was silent.
In addition to Kong Meng and Wang Yi, there are many Mahayana monks who appear here at present, including many forty-nine and sixty-four kalpas.
However, unlike the first two that have been cultivated step by step, these Mahayana are all created by eating the flesh and blood of the fallen immortals and the heavenly tribulation.
It was impossible to enter the eighty-one disasters at the beginning, and it is naturally the same now.
In silence, the elderly Mahayana waited for a moment, but saw no one responding, so he continued: If not, the foundation-building disaster will begin.
The crowd continued to remain silent.
Behind the back, Pei Ling's face was calm. He looked up at the towering nine pillars and the blood-colored coffin that had risen and fallen in it, and sent a message: Next, I still have something to do, so I can't stay here forever.
After the senior "Kongmeng" recovered, the three of us left together.
Wu Yi nodded lightly and said nothing.
Anyway, it was all an illusion, and she had nothing to do. Since it was the invitation of Emperor Pei Xiandi, it would be okay to agree.
Seeing that no other Mahayana needs to overcome the tribulation, the older Mahayana nodded slightly, then looked around, like lightning eyes, swept across the audience, and said in a deep voice: Next, start the foundation-building tribulation!
As soon as the voice fell, all the mortals who had just entered the Tao were instantly pulled into the nine pillars by a gentle force!
The next moment, the remaining immortal flesh and blood brought by the team were also lifted up by huge force and rolled into the sky.
Hurry up!
With a loud noise, all the remaining immortal bodies were stormed into blood foam by the powerful force, and in a blink of an eye it turned into blood rain, drifting down, pouring down the heads and faces of many Taoist human races among the nine pillars.
Cold, chaotic, depraved, evil...the terrifying aura erupted!
All the Taoist races began to distort without being controlled.
However, at the same time, above the nine pillars, the clouds of disasters gathered rapidly, the power of the magnificent heaven spread, and the most yang and strong aura was like an invisible giant palm, pressing down hard.
Rumble!!
The purple-green lightning rose again, and the thunder rolled down.
Among the nine pillars, flesh and blood flew everywhere, a celebrity fell down, and a celebrity's aura surged...
Pei Ling looked at this scene quietly, the heavenly tribulation, the remnant immortals, the Mahayana that created eighty-one tribulation in batches...
In addition, there are many immortals in the human race now.
Moreover, all the immortals of the human race follow a path that goes against the will of heaven...
Although there are not many people who can truly become immortals in this way, compared with later generations, the human race who can become immortals step by step from the Qi training stage is already a very terrifying number.
In the later generations, the whole world will be combined, and in one era, only nine people will become immortals at most!
Moreover, all of them are the lowest level of scattered immortals!
And everything at the moment, the unprecedented power of the human race is just an experiment of the Immortal Lord Yanxu...
While thinking deeply, Pei Ling suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurred.
He subconsciously blinked his eyes. When he opened it again, he saw that the darkness around him disappeared, the deserted Gobi Desert was gone, and there was no trace of the beautiful palace. There was no trace of the turquoise and the Kongmeng beside him. Not far away, a shadow stood motionless, with a strong death aura around him, but it was a disaster!
Pei Ling suddenly looked up and saw the towering throne on the elixir in front of him, with an immortal with heavy pupils and drooping ears sitting upright.
Li Luo's voice is plain: You are awake.
The purple and green lights quickly interlaced, like a sudden rain hitting the broken lotus. In the blink of an eye, the lightning had already shone repeatedly in this world.
At the same time, the sky was shining with its skirts and clothes, and the flowers, streams, sword formations... suddenly opened and destroyed, and they were also changing rapidly.
Nine towering white pillars stand quietly, as if cutting the space within the nine pillars from the outside world.
Everything outside is as usual. Within the nine pillars, thunder roars, wide sleeves dance rapidly, human figures, lightning, thunder sounds, blade lights... are intertwined, like white clouds and dogs, changing, turning into a blurry bizarre separation.
In just a short moment, Kong Meng seemed to have survived several disasters.
After the crowd, Pei Ling was slightly stunned.
This scene is very similar to the subsequent effect of this immortal art, which is very similar to the sun and the abyss.
The time flow rate among the nine pillars is seriously inequality with the time flow rate outside the nine pillars!
I think this is what Senior Wang Yi said just now. He has been through the tribulation for nearly a year, but only a day has passed.
This chaotic land probably has any connection with the disorderly side of the world controlled by the Immortal Master Yanxu!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling quickly returned to peace and looked at the figure among the nine pillars with plain eyes.
The speed of that figure was getting faster and faster.
At first it was circling like a colorful butterfly, then it was like a purple siege flying over the sky, then it was like a hawk fighting against a rabbit, or a dragon suddenly rising... Gradually, as the lightning fell, the brocade skirt turned into a colorful cloud like clouds. The ordinary Mahayana could no longer see the outline of the sky.
Even if it was the Mahayana of Eighty-One Kalpa, she could barely see her general movements.
Apart from the Nine Pillars, many human races looked at this scene very calmly.
It seems that such a situation has been expected.
Rumble...
The rolling thunder was like a chariot coming out, crushing all directions.
The wind ripped the robe and shirt, and a celebrity was waiting silently in the midst of the rushing scene.
Time passes slowly, and the Daocha tribulations are getting more and more, and its aura is getting stronger and stronger.
On the pale face, the signs of wriggling, as well as the tentacles, vertical pupils, and claws protruding from the sleeves of the robe... were gradually restrained, calmed down, and began to actively integrate into its Tao body and transform into its own power.
Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly.
In the next Dao Tribulation, Senior Kong Meng has no problem.
If Senior Kong Meng went straight to overcome the tribulation at the beginning, under normal circumstances, with his forty-nine tribulations, he would not be able to last for several Taoist tribulations.
However, before Senior Kong Meng entered the Nine Pillars, he swallowed the flesh and blood of the remnant immortal.
Although that part of flesh and blood was just a small piece cut from the body of the residual immortal, there was a difference between immortals and mortals!
The difference between immortals and mortals is not a simple gap in power or quantity, but a huge gap in essence!
At present, Senior Kong Meng's body is equivalent to having a steady stream of immortal power support. Whether it is the physical body, bones, or the lack of spiritual soul, they are all compensated by the immortal power in the flesh and blood of the remaining immortals!
Of course, if you want to seize the flesh and blood of the remnant immortal for your own use, in addition to the heavenly tribulation, you must also have enough will to maintain your consciousness throughout the process, and to suppress the chaotic state of the remnant immortal at all times...
At this time, the human race's Mahayana chamber standing in front of the crowd looked at the nine pillars and slowly spoke: "Kongmeng" has been sixty-four kalpas.
She hasn't stopped yet.
It must be a 81-game disaster!
Ju said lightly: "Kongmeng"'s power is getting stronger and stronger now.
She hasn't reached her limit yet.
We should indeed continue to overcome the Daocha.
He wiped his weapons beside him. He heard this, stopped slightly and thoughtfully: There are too many laws in the flesh and blood of the immortal!Too messy!
I don’t know if “Kongmeng” can understand a “original source” from it…
Su said calmly: It's very difficult.
If the flesh and blood come from the true immortals who fall into the immortals, and from entering the Tao and eating until the Mahayana, there is a high probability that they can realize the "original origin".
But our clan has not yet risen and cannot provide all clan members with the flesh and blood.
Unless they are top geniuses who can bear the hope of the tribe, they can only eat the remaining immortals among the fallen immortals.
Moreover, "Kongmeng" only ate this time, and it can be said that it is extremely difficult to realize the "original origin".
Xiaoqi, who had never spoken, whispered: As long as you become the Mahayana of Eighty-One Kalpa, it doesn’t matter whether you have the ‘original origin’.
In the future, kill more immortals and accumulate resources and merits, you can go to the rule of "Zhongming" to buy...
Mu nodded in agreement: Yes.
He looked inside the nine pillars and continued to say that the time flow rate of this Taoist tribulation was much faster than the Taoist tribulation of the same clan named "Yunyi".
"Kongmeng" looks like he is about to succeed in the tribulation...
In the distance, listening to these Mahayana comments, Pei Ling was slightly surprised. The eighty-one kalpas of Mahayana without its origin?
There are many Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas here, but Pei Ling was not sure about the Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas for a moment. How many Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas have origins, and how many are there without origins...
Thinking of this, he immediately sent a message and asked: Senior ‘Yongyi’, have you realized the ‘original’ just now?
Feng Yi said calmly: This world is just a mere illusion.
Everything is false.
For the immortal emperor who has long seen the true truth and is not confused by illusions, the so-called "original origin" is said to be there, so there is!
The voice of the voice fell, and the energy of the whole body was thriving, and a blazing and glorious aura rose!
It seems like an illusory volcano is rising slowly, and the original breath of fire is released without reservation, and it is in a moment to burn the world!
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. The origin of fire?
This should be the origin mastered by the Golden Crow clan!
Just as I was thinking, the breath around my body suddenly changed, the rolling heat waves faded, the domineering and ostentatious dissipated, and replaced by a breath that was extremely soft and surging!
On the desolate Gobi Desert, all kinds of wild flowers and weeds grew rapidly with it as the center. The wet breath was stained with gravel, and a stream of vigorous and stretch unique to living beings quietly dispersed.
A huge wave rose in the void, and the thundering sounded and the water surging, as if it was about to destroy the entire world.
This is the origin of water!
Immediately afterwards, the water vapor disappeared, and the cold sword intent soared into the sky!
The huge sword shadow rose from behind Yu Yi. Every inch of the sword shadow seemed to condense thousands of small flying swords, densely packed sharp blades gathered, with the intention of cutting down all directions and cutting all living beings.
This is the origin of the sword!
The next moment, the sword shadow swung slightly like a mirror flower and a water moon, and turned into a sturdy sword shadow.
The long sword stands upright between heaven and earth, and it exudes a sense of tyranny without restraint.
The cold blade is as bright as thunder, as if just a glance from a distance will be completely annihilated by the Taoist body and soul...
The origin of the knife!
Feng Yi's robe sleeves flicked, closed his breath and returned to normal. She said to Pei Ling very calmly: This emperor's physical body in this illusion is too low.
At one time, you can only have one ‘original source’.
However, it is completely enough to deal with the inferior immortal "Kong Meng".
After the immortals passed the Daocha tribulation, I found a place to teach her a lesson.
A low-level immortal is a low-level immortal.
She must know the majesty of this emperor!
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling was immediately surprised that the creation of something out of nothing in Wushi Villa was the strongest rule in Panya's world. He already knew this.
But after the Mahayana practiced this law, after reaching 81 kalpas, can even be created out of thin air?
While thinking, he heard the words from Yu Yi, quickly came to his senses and immediately said with a righteous saying: "Yong Yi" fellow Taoist, we are the dignified immortal emperors.
Facing a mere inferior immortal, if he takes action personally and fights directly, he will lose his moral integrity.
Even if you win, it is just a big bullying of the small, which is meaningless.
Once it is spread and let other immortal emperors know, it may be a joke...
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi nodded in agreement and then asked: Since this is the case, I will not argue with this merely inferior immortal.
After she has completed the Daochao, I will not teach her a lesson in person.
However, it is not appropriate to let go of such a low-class immortal who is ignorant of his superiority and inferiority.
In the opinion of Emperor Pei Xian, he didn’t know how to give her a memory?
Pei Ling sent a voice without hesitation: We three, just deduce the illusion together...
While the two were talking, an extra-large thunder thunder struck down, and bright purple lightning splashed the world, illuminating the confusion into daylight, like a sudden blooming ephemeral.
The next moment, the purple tannum closed, and among the nine pillars, the powerful catastrophe power exploded with a bang!
A figure with a beautiful dress, green blood sprinkled in the sky, her hair was messy, she looked embarrassed, but her breath was grand, her bright eyes were as bright as lightning, and she stood proudly in the air!
Kong Meng has already overcome all the Taoist disasters!
Many catastrophe forces scattered among the nine pillars rushed into her body, quickly recovering from her originally extremely heavy injury.
good!!!Ju and other human Mahayana looked at this scene and were all excited and cheered.
Shi was smiling: ‘Kongmeng’, congratulations!
Congratulations to "Kongmeng"!For generations, it is all in our tribe!
Just like after Wang Yi just made up for his foundation, at this moment, all humans sincerely congratulated Kong Meng, and his joyful emotions were flowing like flowing water, flowing vastly on the dark Gobi Desert.
In the air, the sky is hazy. All the cold, chaotic, dark... are restrained, and the beautiful face is restored as before. A perfection is all around it.
The bright eyes swept around, Kong Meng nodded slightly to the many human Mahayana who were rejoicing, without saying a word, but his eyes flew past the crowd and looked back.
She immediately saw Pei Ling in the dark shirt and the female cultivator in deep clothes in deep clothes on Pei Ling.
Without hesitation, Kong Meng immediately stepped out and appeared beside Pei Ling in an instant, saying quickly: I want to heal my wounds.
Pei Ling nodded immediately and said: "Senior Kong Meng", please rest assured to recover. I am here to protect the Dharma.
Kong Meng said lightly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, began to use the exercises, and refine the remaining power of disaster.
Next, Pei Ling waited patiently while protecting Kong Meng.
One team after another went forward to overcome the tribulation, one mortal was wiped out, and another survivor was immediately gathered up, healing, recovering, and reminding him...
Everything is orderly.
Finally, it was Pei Ling's turn.
Without he having to speak, several Mahayana in the team immediately took out several deer-like, snake-like, and dolphin-like residual immortals, began to cut flesh and blood, feed mortals, and sent them between the nine pillars...
Rumble!
The dull and huge sound of the thunder in the catastrophe vibrated this world.
The mortals in the team spontaneously lined up in line and stepped forward one by one to overcome the tribulation.
After the thunder sounds, some succeed, some fail...
All successful mortals were captured by the Mahayana and took out various treasures of heaven and earth to take care of.
After a period of time, all the mortals in the team have completed the tribulation.
Beside Pei Ling, there were nearly a hundred mortals who entered the Tao.
Compared with the first two batches of mortals escorted by this village, these third batch of mortals are the best choice in terms of qualifications and character.
Their chances of successfully entering the Tao are much higher than those of the previous mortals.
As these mortals recovered, the teams of Pei Ling later began to arrange the mortals they escorted to come forward to overcome the tribulation.
In the darkness, time passes quietly.
Suddenly, an elderly Mahayana asked in a low voice: All ordinary people have entered the Tao, but there are still Mahayana that are not eighty-one kalpas, want to overcome the catastrophe?
Outside the nine pillars, the black crowd was silent.
In addition to Kong Meng and Wang Yi, there are many Mahayana monks who appear here at present, including many forty-nine and sixty-four kalpas.
However, unlike the first two that have been cultivated step by step, these Mahayana are all created by eating the flesh and blood of the fallen immortals and the heavenly tribulation.
It was impossible to enter the eighty-one disasters at the beginning, and it is naturally the same now.
In silence, the elderly Mahayana waited for a moment, but saw no one responding, so he continued: If not, the foundation-building disaster will begin.
The crowd continued to remain silent.
Behind the back, Pei Ling's face was calm. He looked up at the towering nine pillars and the blood-colored coffin that had risen and fallen in it, and sent a message: Next, I still have something to do, so I can't stay here forever.
After the senior "Kongmeng" recovered, the three of us left together.
Wu Yi nodded lightly and said nothing.
Anyway, it was all an illusion, and she had nothing to do. Since it was the invitation of Emperor Pei Xiandi, it would be okay to agree.
Seeing that no other Mahayana needs to overcome the tribulation, the older Mahayana nodded slightly, then looked around, like lightning eyes, swept across the audience, and said in a deep voice: Next, start the foundation-building tribulation!
As soon as the voice fell, all the mortals who had just entered the Tao were instantly pulled into the nine pillars by a gentle force!
The next moment, the remaining immortal flesh and blood brought by the team were also lifted up by huge force and rolled into the sky.
Hurry up!
With a loud noise, all the remaining immortal bodies were stormed into blood foam by the powerful force, and in a blink of an eye it turned into blood rain, drifting down, pouring down the heads and faces of many Taoist human races among the nine pillars.
Cold, chaotic, depraved, evil...the terrifying aura erupted!
All the Taoist races began to distort without being controlled.
However, at the same time, above the nine pillars, the clouds of disasters gathered rapidly, the power of the magnificent heaven spread, and the most yang and strong aura was like an invisible giant palm, pressing down hard.
Rumble!!
The purple-green lightning rose again, and the thunder rolled down.
Among the nine pillars, flesh and blood flew everywhere, a celebrity fell down, and a celebrity's aura surged...
Pei Ling looked at this scene quietly, the heavenly tribulation, the remnant immortals, the Mahayana that created eighty-one tribulation in batches...
In addition, there are many immortals in the human race now.
Moreover, all the immortals of the human race follow a path that goes against the will of heaven...
Although there are not many people who can truly become immortals in this way, compared with later generations, the human race who can become immortals step by step from the Qi training stage is already a very terrifying number.
In the later generations, the whole world will be combined, and in one era, only nine people will become immortals at most!
Moreover, all of them are the lowest level of scattered immortals!
And everything at the moment, the unprecedented power of the human race is just an experiment of the Immortal Lord Yanxu...
While thinking deeply, Pei Ling suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurred.
He subconsciously blinked his eyes. When he opened it again, he saw that the darkness around him disappeared, the deserted Gobi Desert was gone, and there was no trace of the beautiful palace. There was no trace of the turquoise and the Kongmeng beside him. Not far away, a shadow stood motionless, with a strong death aura around him, but it was a disaster!
Pei Ling suddenly looked up and saw the towering throne on the elixir in front of him, with an immortal with heavy pupils and drooping ears sitting upright.
Li Luo's voice is plain: You are awake.
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