The third level of Qi-free purgatory, Yin wind, Ghost Fire, and Ghost Qi... The magical powers of Cui Du are extraordinary. These terrible Yin winds, ghost fire, and demonic energy can make the soul body disappear in an instant. It is extremely vicious.

Once this Qi-free Purgatory was cast, let alone Nie Fengyun, the others were also concentrated and their nerves became very nervous. Cui Du, the caster, was also very nervous. As long as he found that Ding Yi could not bear it, he was ready to remove his magical power immediately.

Although this purgatory without Qi is not concrete like the first two levels, it is a hundred times more dangerous than the first two levels.

"No, not bad, it's the ecstasy taste." Ding Yi praised.

"I hope Mr. Cui will add some strength, please."

Zhang Sihuai pinched Sun Zhong desperately, and her heart was in her throat. Sun Zhong frowned slightly, endured the pain, and said nothing.

Ding Yi was named the little demon god, for nothing else, because he always creates miracles every time. Now, it is another miracle created by Ding Yi.

Everyone's spiritual sense swept back and forth around Ding Yi.

……Well?

Ding Yi's cultivation level increased again, and his cultivation level actually grew to the middle level of the spirit level.

All the monks present did not grow from a weak awakened boy to a high-level monk step by step. Even at the lowest level, everyone's improvement is very fast, especially the geniuses with outstanding qualifications. They have been promoted again and again in a very short time... But no matter how short it is, there is always a time limit, and three or two months is almost the ultimate.

But everyone watched the sand island, and in an instant, they crossed the barrier from feather level to spiritual level, and then went from the initial level of the spirit level to the intermediate level of the spirit level. He seemed to have no idea of ​​consolidating his cultivation and stabilizing his state. He was advancing all the way, and his cultivation level rose all the way...

This is incredible.

Cui Du received his magical powers and laughed: "Shadao, you have a trick. You use my husband's Avici Hell to improve your cultivation..."

Cui Du likes this magical boy a little bit.

Nie Fengyun was also very happy. He had never seen such a magical thing before, but the rapid increase in cultivation in Shadao, which is always a good thing.

Ding Yi said: "Mr. Cui, why did you stop? I am helping you with your supernatural powers and your cultivation will improve. I hope you will help your last journey."

Cui Du said in a deep voice: "You have survived this purgatory without Qi, which is already a miracle. Below are the realm of divine punishment, Yin Lei Earth Fire, Gangfeng Divine Light... You can't stand it."

Ding Yi smiled and said, "Only by enduring hardships can one become the best. Without going through this heart-wrenching temper, how can one achieve supreme supernatural powers? Mr. Cui, please give me advice!"

Cui Du said: "Shadao, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this divine punishment area is extremely dangerous. Even I can't control it freely. If you are not careful, you will be scattered by Yin thunder and Earth Fire..."

Ding Yi smiled and said, "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. Mr. Cui, you are so boring in the vast hell. You just had some fun, but you gave up. Even if you let go, the mere field of divine punishment is nothing. Come on, let Xiaoke learn about the fourth level of divine thought secret method of you, a powerful monk."

Cui Du was a little embarrassed. At this time, Nie Fengyun interrupted and said, "Old Cui, listen to this kid. This kid is not a person with short life and low fortune. Just let it go."

When Cui Du saw that Nie Fengyun said this, he no longer hesitated at the moment.

Cui Du shouted in a deep voice: "Shadao

, You kid still owe me a water and land meal, can't you just leave like that... Are you ready? Judgment!"

The soul demon was ready to face the Yin thunder that appeared in the brain domain, and changed various formations to fight against them. The endless gust of earth fire swallowed these soul demons. The gust of wind came, and the wind levered the power of the wind, and the divine light of consciousness was destroyed, and the smoke and dust that buried the soul...

This divine punishment field is thousands of times more powerful than the Qi-free Purgatory just now.

One hundred and eight soul demons were burned in the fire and screamed loudly. Black thunders blew up these soul demons beyond recognition. However, despite this, these soul demons guarded the mountain roots and did not retreat at all. Under the punishment of the gods, they still struggled to support each other.

Ding Yi's hair was smoked, his nose bleeding was spurted more than ten feet away, and his seven orifices were bleeding, his whole body trembled like a sieve...

Zhang Sihuai couldn't bear to see it anymore, so she buried her head in Sun Zhong's arms.

Sun Zhong's eyes were a little wet. People in the world only said that the little demon god is gifted and is a genius who has been invincible for thousands of years. Who would know how much pain he has endured over the years? He carried the banner of the puppet Tao on his shoulders and faced the overwhelming pressure alone.

Zhang Sihuai really couldn't bear to watch, and Wang Qingyu was still insisting. She leaned on Sun Zhong and was still secretly looking at the stubborn figure in the field.

Ding Yi's cultivation level fell rapidly. In a short while, he dropped from the intermediate level of the spirit level to the primary level of the spirit level, and soon fell from the spiritual level to the feather level...

Everyone on the field couldn't stand it anymore. Ding Yi did not speak, Nie Fengyun did not speak, and Cui Du felt very unbearable, but he still did not stop and continued to output...

Ding Yi's cultivation level soon slid from the high level of the feather level to the middle level of the feather level and continued to go down...

Ding Yi was still persisting. Cui Du knew that although Ding Yi's soul was almost shaking in this wave of divine punishment, he had not yet admitted defeat and was still working hard, gritting his teeth and perseveringly.

Cui Du didn't know why Ding Yi had such a strange arrangement outside the mountain root, and he was even more puzzled. How could Ding Yi have such a soul-like thing besides Ding Yi's sea of ​​consciousness? As the highest-level master of the empire, he was also very knowledgeable, well-known in ancient times and the present, but the brain area of ​​this sand island is different from other people, which is really strange!

Ding Yi's cultivation level has fallen to only the feather level. The downward momentum seems to have not stopped yet, and Cui Du is a little nervous.

Nie Fengyun's heart was very hard-working. Seeing this, he still couldn't hold on anymore. This Yuan-level master of the ruthless Sect finally spoke.

"Old Cui, stop." Nie Fengyun was a little excited. He still couldn't watch Shadao with his own eyes and said to death in front of him.

"Mr. Cui, please don't stop, little... Junior Brother Shadao hasn't spoken yet, please hold on for a while." Sun Zhong suddenly spoke.

When Wang Qingyu and Zhang Sihuai heard this, they seemed to be unable to believe their ears. They didn't believe it. It turned out that it was Sun Zhong who said this.

Thinking of the Shadao giving it to Sun Zhong, the Star Shuo was almost out of print, so he wanted to please him, the senior brother of the ruthless sect. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Sun Zhong even asked Cui Du to punish Ding Yi regardless of Ding Yi's life and death.

Are the people from Wuqing Sect so cruel and ruthless? The two women couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and they held Sun Zhong's hand tightly, and they couldn't help but let go.

Ding Yi's cultivation level continued to reach the bottom, and everyone was almost seeing that a cultivator fell into the mortal world and turned into a mortal.

Cui Du's heart also fell down, and he felt a little annoyed, after all, Sand Island

Just a young man in his twenties, how much knowledge does he have? How could he believe his words by mistake?

He appeared in a trance for a moment, and in this extremely short moment, time seemed to have stopped for a microsecond, but the people present, even the strongest Black Yao Emperor Yang Ming, all "lost" that microsecond at this moment.

The faster Ding Yi falls, the more rapid it will rebound now. This drop and rise is just a short distance.

Wang Qingyu and Zhang Sihuai wanted to leave here, but they suddenly noticed the changes in the field. Not only them, but everyone on the field were surprised to find that Ding Yi's cultivation was improving rapidly again like an inflatable balloon.

The high-level feather level, the primary level of spirit level, the intermediate level of spirit level, and the barriers of cultivation can be easily passed.

"The spiritual level is high, Junior Brother Sha finally broke the bottleneck of cultivation...uh..." Zhang Sihuai shook Sun Zhong's arm happily and shouted happily, but the others looked solemn and were still staring at Ding Yi on the field nervously.

Nie Fengyun glared at Zhang Sihuai fiercely, and Zhang Sihuai quickly showed a flattering smile and quickly closed her mouth.

The spiritual level advanced passed quickly, and Ding Yi's cultivation level continued to rise. In a short while, the bottleneck of the Xuan level was also broken. Ding Yi had not stopped his momentum of madness, the Xuan level was initial, the Xuan level intermediate...

In the end, he still failed to reach the high level of Xuan level, and Ding Yi's cultivation stopped at the mid-level of Xuan level.

Ding Yi sighed softly.

"Mr. Cui is here. Everyone present has a share in this water and land feast. Thank you for protecting me." Ding Yi slowly opened his eyes.

Cui Du took away his magical powers and looked at Ding Yi like a monster. The others were no less. No one spoke, but they all stared at Ding Yi in a daze.

"Shadao, how old are you this year?" asked Emperor Yang Ming of the Black Illusion.

"If you say Hei Yaodi, your disciple is twenty-five years old this year." Ding Yi lied.

Yang Ming nodded.

"If you hadn't been a little older than that person in your grade, I would have doubted that you would have been that person." Yang Ming said.

Ding Yi smiled and said, "Hei Yaodi, can it be the little demon god Ding Yi? The little demon god Ding Yi is fully qualified, and I am not as ignorant as him."

When he said this, Ding Yi raised a finger. The finger suddenly grew longer and turned into an iron cone, and then turned into a branch again, followed by a ball of spiritual fire that suddenly appeared on his finger.

Ding Yi said in shock: "What's going on? When did I have the Fire Spirit qualification?"

Everyone was shocked. Everyone was quickly talking and asked him to try other qualifications and spiritual powers. Ding Yi pretended to perform the same method according to everyone's words, but it seemed that he could not do it.

Ding Yi turned his head and asked Cui Du, "Mr. Cui, you should know a little bit when you enter my soul world. May I ask, what's going on?"

Cui Du said: "Your brain is the strangest soul space I have ever seen, Mosado, Mingfeng, Tiansheng, Qiongqi, Bifang, Baishu... How could there be such strange things in your mind?"

Ding Yi said: "This is a set of soul art, a secret technique passed down by a great soul master. Mr. Cui, you haven't told me yet, why did I suddenly become a three-level monk?"
Chapter completed!