The ancestral court emits light, illuminating an abyss of cracked earth, filled with rubble and ruins, exuding an ancient atmosphere, like the land of the ancestors' era.
Nine colors of celestial light flowed from the ancestral court, and mysterious sacrificial sounds came from the ancestral court. It sounded unclear, but he felt that it was quite grand and sacred, as if there were sages from the ancestors sitting in the ancestral court, chanting sutras and offering sacrifices.
boom!
Suddenly, a huge force pulled Juntian's body away from the surface and landed on the ancestral court.
In fact, from the surface to the ancestral court, Juntian felt that he had traveled a long distance, so the gravity of the fall was extremely shocking. If it were not for the protection of the ancestral court, he would probably fall to pieces.
"this……"
Jun Tian was deeply shocked. From below, the ancestral court looked small and dilapidated, but above the ancestral court, it was like a vast land, and every tile was like an ancient star of life, huge and vast.
The ancestral court is vast, what is a living body? Standing on it, it is so small that it is not even considered as dust. It is difficult to imagine who built the ancestral court and what a lofty status it had in the ancestor's era.
In fact, when he first came to the Jin family, Jun Tian also had the illusion that he was as small as a feather, but in the ancestral court, he felt so small and ashamed. This made Jun Tian ashamed and lamented that the road to cultivation was long.
The land of the ancestral court is vast, but the atmosphere is oppressive and dull. It is impossible to see what is in the depths, and the line of sight is completely cut off by the billowing fog.
Juntian stood on the edge of the ancestral court. He deeply felt the incomparable majestic pressure, which seemed to come from the starry sky and the universe, and was pressed down heavily!
Jun Tian fell to the ground, and his tiny life seemed to be broken. However, in the extremely dangerous state, every bone, every drop of blood, and every trace of flesh and blood gave birth to a strong life.
Although he is small, he is very tenacious in life, which is related to Juntian's constant challenge to the physical limit.
He resisted under the overwhelming oppression, his body was glowing hot, the glow was boiling, and he stood up with great difficulty.
"It's so cold..."
The sky was shivering, and the sky was covered with white frost. On the deep sky, heavy snowflakes were floating down, which was many times colder than the black snowflakes. It could easily freeze the entire earth.
The sky is covered with snow, and accompanied by the biting wind, the cold penetrates into the bone marrow and penetrates into the flesh and blood. This is so cruel. The wind and snow are like knives, like running naked on the snow on a snowy day.
"What kind of test is this?"
Every breath was as long as a year. Juntian wanted to give up. His lips were cracked by the cold. He felt it was too painful. Why is the path to the origin of life so painful?!
Soon, he felt that it was too hot again. It was more cruel than the test that Can Bei had experienced. It seemed that ordinary people were soaked in boiling water and cooked to the point where their skin and flesh would fall off.
Juntian's whole body was blood red and he was miserable. He endured the extreme cold and the sun with great difficulty. He felt that life was coming to an end, just like a withered yellow leaf returning to its roots after falling, turning into a handful of loess and dissipating with the wind without leaving a trace.
"Is this life? Is this practice? Everything is coming to an end..."
Jun Tian murmured to himself. He was lying on the edge of the ancestral court, all alone. He really felt that he was dead, his soul was dying, and he was gradually losing his breath.
"What's going on?"
In the garden, Jin Fu appeared in front of Jun Tian with a gloomy expression. Jun Tian seemed to be dead?
Because he was not breathing, but his face looked peaceful, but he died suddenly!
Jin Fu was in a panic. If the 'treasure key' was gone! Jin Xiao would probably chop himself alive. After all, who dares to believe that a living person died as soon as he sat down?
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Jin Fu sat paralyzed on the ground. He felt desperate. He didn't want Jun Tian to die, but wanted him to live well and make contributions to the Jin family.
Even if the origin platform was seriously damaged and the whole family was under high martial law, if they knew that Jun Tian died in the manor, it would be a heavy blow to the Jin family, which has a prosperous family, and to the ambitious Jin Xiao.
Jin Fu couldn't believe what kind of ending he would face, it would definitely be crueler than death!
"Bastard, how could you die?!"
Jin Fu roared sadly, wanting to burn Jun Tian's body on fire, but he felt something was wrong even more, so he hurriedly searched Jun Tian's body to find out the cause of death, and soon he found the storage ring.
Jin Fu was stunned by what was inside, and found it unbelievable.
"What blessings has this boy received?"
Not to mention the dozens of magical talismans, there is a yellow-orange fruit sealed in one of the jade boxes, which is very similar to the legendary Dragon Void Fruit.
"Hahaha, it's really the Dragon Void Fruit."
Jin Fu was trembling with excitement. His head was removed, his vitality and blood were greatly damaged, and his realm fell. Now with this Dragon Void Fruit, he can not only recover from his injuries, but also regain his youthful body, and has a high probability of stepping into the realm of heaven.
!
Jin Fu was so excited that he almost danced, but when he saw the dead boy, he felt as if cold water had been poured on him, and his whole body became cold.
"Um?"
When he noticed a black scripture, Jin Fu's expression slowly stiffened and his mouth became an 'O' shape.
"The Great Thunder Scripture..."
Jin Fu cried out, his eyes almost bursting out of his head, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground. He was shocked. How could he not know the Huang family's clan-controlling scripture? This is a priceless scripture!
He was extremely shocked. Of course, what he didn't notice was that the young man in white who was sitting quietly in front of him slowly opened his eyes.
Just now, it seemed that he was really dead!
Fallen leaves return to their roots and are buried on the earth. Is this the final destination of the origin of life?
His face was unyielding, his soul was roaring, he still had unfinished business, he was still attached to the world of mortals, he didn't want to die!
The terrifying fighting spirit is erupting, and Juntian seems to have been dead for many years, and then wakes up from the confusion. Although life has withered, everything is resurrected.
He was bathing in the nine-color fairy mist, just like bathing in the spring rain, moistening the withered life form, waiting for the opportunity to thrive, eating the clouds and eating the breath.
Then, he was shocked to find that the seventh-level realm of the Cloud Swallowing Realm, without improving its original realm, suddenly revived and became much stronger than before!
This is extraordinary!
The original Jun Tian was already strong enough, but his foundation was increased for no reason, and under the baptism of the powerful ancestral court, he naturally entered the realm of the ninth level of the Cloud Swallowing Realm.
The improvement in realm was very violent, but Juntian did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, his spirit was at its peak, full and powerful, like the most tenacious little tree, full of vitality.
After surviving a life and death, his spirit and soul underwent transformation. His soul and body were strong and almost three inches tall. He was completely different from yesterday.
"You're alive again!"
In fact, Juntian's death to resurrection only took place within a short period of time.
Jin Fu, who was frantically reading the Great Thunder Scripture, was startled by the surging shadow in front of him. What kind of vitality is this? As powerful as a real dragon, it actually brought him huge pressure!
Although Fu Bo's vitality was severely damaged, he was finally revived in the third heaven of Shenzang Realm. He wanted to suppress Jun Tian and figure everything out.
However, Jun Tian's movements were faster, his eyes were like lightning, and his forehead bones were filled with soul energy, intertwining and combining to form a golden bow.
The bow fetus looks very small, floating in front of the forehead, making a clanging sound, and blooming with murderous aura.
"Lost Soul Bow!"
This shocked Jin Fu even more, and he was trembling physically and mentally. Who was the young man in front of him, who had learned the soul-falling bow in just a few days?
The spirit villain revived, used his soul as an iron arrow, stepped on the bow string with both feet, held the bow body with his small hands, pulled the bow full moon, and shot out in an instant, leaving a bright trace in the night.
Jin Fu is hard to avoid. His soul is the same as Jun Tian. Now facing the killing blow of the Soul-Lost Bow, his forehead bones are shattered!
The bowstring vibrated, and the soul shot out, tearing the night sky apart like golden lightning, swaying out a piece of golden light, cracking Jin Fu's forehead bone, and almost shattering his soul.
"ah!"
Jin Fu suddenly squatted down, holding his head and crying bitterly. This feeling was too painful, like a big knife being cut on the Tianling Cap, and it was even more uncomfortable than death.
"Zhenyu Fist!"
The sky roared loudly, and the rays of light all over his body projected a golden space, covering Uncle Fu. Suppressive power rolled in, locking his body, and punching forward to kill him.
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
Uncle Fu roared sternly. After all, he was no ordinary person. He was once at the peak of the Divine Treasure Realm. His declining energy and blood revived, and he raised his big hand to block it, but in the end he was no match for Jun Tian. He punched his palm through the palm and blasted it in the air.
chest.
"puff!"
Jin Fu coughed up blood and his chest was in tatters. He flew out and hit the dirt with his body, convulsing in pain.
The Zhenyu Fist has been given a certain amount of heat by Jun Tian. Once it hits the opponent, there will be a suppressive force that destroys the physical body. It is like falling into purgatory and the pain is unbearable.
Under the night, Jun Tian rushed to attack, his body shape was changing, and it looked like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky. It was filled with rays of light that combined into a lightning form, accompanied by the sound of thunder!
He unleashed his trump card one after another, using the Great Thunder Scripture as the foundation, and his palm prints flew across the sky, sharp as a lightning blade, and struck Fu Bo's waist, making a big hole and almost shattering it.
Jun Tian was not worried about Uncle Fu's yelling, because just when he was reading the Great Thunder Scripture like crazy, he fully activated the manor's formations, blocking out all sounds.
"What a fart?"
Jun Tian came over and stepped on Jin Fu's face with the sole of his foot, ravaging him vigorously. His entire old face was bruised and bloody, and his mouth was full of broken teeth. It was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look at it.
"You beast..."
Uncle Fu was about to die from pain, and one of his arms was broken by Jun Tian's trampling. He was also extremely aggrieved. After all, he was a master in the field of Shenzang Realm, but he was beaten so hard that he could not lift his head.
Jun Tian was very relaxed. Just now he was trying his best, releasing the three secret techniques he mastered one after another to counterpress the Shen Zang realm.
"Still scolding?"
Jun Tian stepped on the scar on his chest, looked down at him from a high position, slapped his old face again, and shouted angrily: "You old clapper, why are you messing around? You can't learn!"