This night, Li Xiuyuan spent the most difficult night since he came to Shura battlefield.

The last thunderbolt struck him fiercely, slamming him into the bottom of the lake. His skin was torn and his flesh was torn, and he thought that if another thunderbolt hit him again, he might have to use the body of a divine dragon to escape from the Thunder Lake.

Drifting with the waves, he drifted to an unknown direction in Tianlei Lake, and finally climbed up to the shore dragging his injured body. This is why Xiuzhu could not feel his vitality.

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan could only vent his anger, not much inward.

After climbing up into the reeds by the lake, I fainted before I could find a safe place.

The only difference was that at the moment before he fainted, he stuffed half a piece of fairy peach flesh into his mouth to save his life.

The moon was at its zenith, the thunder in the sky stopped, and Li Xiuyuan opened his eyes.

Looking at the dead fish in front of him and the reeds that were crushed by him, Li Xiuyuan got up with difficulty after being lost for a moment.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he knew that lying in this desolate bush was a very dangerous thing. Listening to the faint cry of monsters in the distance, he wondered, could that stupid bear still be here?

Biting his lower lip to brace himself, he walked towards Tianlei Lake with his tired body. He wanted to find a dry cave to spend the night, and first changed out of the dirty, torn and wet clothes he was wearing.

The blood flowing on the ground had disappeared without a trace, and had slowly seeped into the soft mud by the lake long after he fainted.

Before leaving the lake, I didn't forget to wash myself with the lake water, and finally regained some sanity.

As for what happened when he was unconscious, he only had a vague impression in his mind. Apart from the hundreds of world-destroying divine thunders falling from the sky, he had no memory at the moment.

I can't even remember how I got to the lake.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a cave. Finally, I found a tree hole one mile away from the lake. I got in and found that it was dry enough to accommodate me for the night.

His chest was still in great pain, as if the divine thunder from the sky had struck his chest, and every part of his body was still aching.

If it hadn't been for the spiritual peach from the endless abyss, I'm afraid the wounds on his body wouldn't have healed even if it took ten and a half days.

He stretched out his trembling hands to light a fire in front of the tree hole, and poured a glass of spiritual wine before boiling the water. At this time, he needed to replenish his energy and restore his energy.

While boiling water, he took a clean gown and put it on, and took a futon and put it behind him. He looked at the slowly burning fire and wondered whether he would risk his life in the Tianlei Cave tomorrow.

After carefully checking the injuries on his body, he found that the bloody wounds split by the divine thunder had healed at some point.

Although the wounds inside his body have not really healed yet, he knows that as long as his fairy spirit energy is restored, the wounds inside his body will naturally heal slowly.

Thinking of this, I held a piece of dried monster meat in one hand and gnawed it, and held a fairy spirit stone in my hand to refine it.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I quietly watched a stream of green energy spread out in my hands, and silently felt the new stream of immortal energy flowing slowly in my veins.

While quietly repairing the wounds in his body, it was also slowly accumulating.

Waiting for one day to break through to the cave sky, the true energy accumulated for many days will surge out and turn into a torrent that breaks through the male pass.

Xiuzhu, who was far away on the other side of Tianlei Lake, vaguely saw something in the sky. She looked up in shock and saw that there was no wind, rain or rain on Shenlei Lake. The bursts of thunder during the day had disappeared somewhere.

"How could this happen? Could it be that the thunderclouds here are intermittent and depend on the mood?"

Xiuzhu frowned and muttered to herself, glanced at her companions, and asked solemnly: "You have seen everything today, are we going to continue practicing here tomorrow?"

The three of them nodded in unison. Although it was dangerous, no one wanted to give up after finding such a place to temper their bodies.

Xiuzhu's female companion laughed at herself, turned to look at her and said with emotion: "I want to see if that boy is still alive tomorrow. If he can survive...that would be incredible, right?!"

Xiuzhu looked at the three people in front of her. She also wanted to see if Li Xiuyuan survived the last hundred divine thunders. She thought about it and said in a tired voice: "In that case, let's try again."

Seeing the indifferent expressions of the three of them, Xiuzhu gritted her teeth and said, "You have to be more vigilant tomorrow. If you find something is wrong, exit immediately. Your own life is at stake."

"We are in a hurry today, but it should be better tomorrow, right?"

The female companion sitting next to her explained softly, then her complexion changed slightly, she turned away and coughed violently, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeves.

Xiuzhu looked at her distressedly, took the concoction boiled on the fire and poured her a bowl.

Looking at the three of them with concern, he asked: "Are you okay? Let each of you drink another bowl of this concoction. Let's recover our strength tonight and continue tomorrow!"

Hearing the words "continue tomorrow", the three of them felt a sense of fear in their hearts for some unknown reason.

The female companion sitting next to Xiuzhu was slightly startled. She looked down at her sleeves and found two bright red flowers blooming on them. She sighed softly in her heart. She held the bowl with the concoction and drank it one by one.

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Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in front of the tree hole, had already finished eating the dried meat, drank two cups of hot tea, and refined two fairy stones, finally regaining some strength.

I walked around the tree hole and set up a simple magic circle here.

At least in the following days of practice, he had to ensure his safety while resting. Xiaoqing and the others had already gone to Damengze, and now he only had to take care of himself.

Quietly feeling the changes in his body, he couldn't help but sigh heavily.

It seems that the heavens are different, and even the power of thunder and lightning is different.

Thinking about the time when the teacher Gui Guzi ascended from the Great Wall not long ago, he finally suffered the thunder calamity from ten directions, and even a hundred thunders did not make the teacher disappear into ashes.

How can the teacher's physical body be as solid as my own?

However, even though his body was as solid as a rock, he was still not able to withstand this last thunderstorm. It seemed that he was still careless.

He thought that his divine dragon body was invincible, but unexpectedly he fell into the Tianlei Lake before encountering the extraterrestrial demon.

After he woke up, he silently felt the changes in his body.

After being injured, the muscles and veins in the whole body are quietly changing under the triple repair of spiritual peach, spiritual wine and fairy spirit energy.

The muscles and veins are squirming gently, the bones all over the body are rattling, and the flesh and blood all over the body are like seeds buried in the soil, quietly sprouting, sprouting, and taking root under the moisture of the spring rain!

This night was not the night when Li Xiuyuan broke through, but the night when the divine thunder of Shura battlefield changed his entire physique.

He could even feel that the divine dragon essence and blood, which had not moved for years, and the blue dragon essence and blood, were quietly refining as the tendons, muscles, and bones of his body changed.

Like peeling off a cocoon, layers of essence and blood, wrapped like gems, were quietly releasing the power of the divine dragon, the power of the blue dragon, helping him cleanse his entire body.

Even the dragon's fire, which had not evolved for a long time, cheered and flew up and down in the divine sea. It only had one chance to complete its transformation and evolution.

"So, today's hardship is finally worth it!" Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself.

Even if he recovered from distraction to break the void, it was just a breakthrough in realm, but it did not bring much change to his body's constitution. At most, the immortal energy was a little thicker.

He can more clearly perceive the power of heaven and earth in the Shura Realm, just like he can sense the threat posed to him by the divine thunder in the sky today.

Only at this moment did his physique undergo a fundamental change from being distracted to being broken.

He believed that if he were in Tianyu City at this moment, he might be able to use today's opportunity to break through to the realm of refining the void. This was a realm that he had never dared to imagine before.

It's just that Li Xiuyuan has long passed the age of great joy and sorrow. Even when he encountered the Phoenix Spirit in the underground abyss, it didn't make him ecstatic.

In his opinion, since his master Long Qingfeng said that he has Phoenix Tears on his body, as long as the Phoenix spirit on the Shura battlefield has not left, he has a chance to find her.

This was also the reason why he followed the map and searched all the way. He didn't believe that he had turned the Shura battlefield upside down and still couldn't find the Phoenix Spirit.

No one can think that this legendary opportunity will remain on the battlefields of the two plains.

Only the dangerous places around the Shura battlefield might be the hiding place of the Phoenix Spirit.

At present, he has seen the hope of recovering his memory, and he will be able to reunite with the two women on the River of Forgetfulness in a few days.

He believed that since the Phoenix Spirit showed him a way, there must be a passage leading to the River of Forgetfulness... Otherwise, where would the monks who died in battle go to reincarnate in the past tens of millions of years?

Because of the excessive blood loss, and the damage caused by the divine thunder and the collision of the elixir inside his body, Li Xiuyuan only regained consciousness for a moment, and his thoughts fell into chaos again.

Just like the apricot blossoms flying all over the sky in the spring breeze, they sway lightly in the wind and I don’t know where they will eventually drift.

Silently watching the divine dragon's fire flying up and down above his own divine sea, two large drops of blood essence were slowly releasing the power of the divine dragon, and his body was suffering from the pain of tearing.

Subconsciously, he raised his trembling right hand and slowly touched the sky.

It's as if you can touch the bright moon in the sky the next moment.

Is it possible that I want to become my own evolution like the little white dragon back then?

For a moment, endless sleepiness surged into my mind, and I felt that my eyelids became as heavy as iron. I couldn't help but close my eyes and fall asleep.

At the last moment, he managed to crawl into the tree hole, put down the futon, then fell down exhausted, slowly closed his eyes, and let out a faint sigh.

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In the dream, Li Xiuyuan opened the fragments in his memory and came to a big mountain.

There is snow on the mountain, and there is a wooden house built in the snow.

A gentleman dressed in white and a young man were visiting friends on a snowy day and wanted to push open the closed wooden door in front of them.

The thick wooden door did not open without any wind, and the owner of the house did not go out to greet him.

The gentleman looked back at the nervous young man, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed open the closed wooden door.

The young man followed his husband with some anxiety. He watched him push the door open and enter the house. After a while, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and pushed the door open.

There was no tension as imagined, nor was there any unexpected pleasantries between the husband and the owner of the cabin after a long separation.

When the young man pushed the door open and walked in, he saw that the gentleman had already sat down at a table.
Chapter completed!