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Chapter 930 Succession

There are twelve mysterious tribulations, and each level is better than the last. Especially the twelfth level, its power is far greater than the previous eleven levels, and its power is the combined power of the first eleven levels.

Often those monks who have gone through the Mysterious Tribulation are only in danger of death at the twelfth level. The worst is after the eighth level.

But this person couldn't resist the Xuan Lei at the second level, and his soul flew away.

This is somewhat contrary to common sense. Anyone who can enter the Half Mysterious Realm instead of relying on the transition of the three realms is always chosen from among thousands. Although they may not be the top geniuses, they are still considered geniuses.

How could this class of people fail to survive this second profound tribulation?

"Grandpa, the rain has stopped. I'm going to pick up these fruits." The girl stood up, still soaked to the skin.

After all, these fruits are all mysterious fruits. Even if Chu Yi didn't have much knowledge, after tasting the spiritual fruit and feeling a surge of power in his body, he knew that this fruit was extraordinary.

When she stepped out, the sun automatically rose from her body. In an instant, the wetness on her body evaporated, and wisps of white mist arose, drifting with the wind to the distant mess.

After a while, the girl walked up to the demonic clone and said, "Grandpa, eat it. This fruit seems to be good for your body."

In the girl's arms, only a few were clean Mysterious Fruits. These few were not much broken. As for the others, they were torn apart and covered with specks of dirt.

She put the good ones in front and the broken ones in the back.

The demonic clone knew what the girl meant, and she wanted to give him the intact one. But what he reached out to grab was the bad fruit filled with viscous liquid.

There was still mud in the pulp, but the demonic clone didn't care and swallowed it whole.

"Grandpa...you have to eat these, those dirty things. Let me eat them. I'm used to eating dirty things." Seeing this, Chu Yi hurriedly stopped him and prevented him from eating these broken fruits.

"It doesn't matter, eating some dirt occasionally is also good." The demonic clone laughed and shook his head.

"Then..." Chu Yi's eyes sparkled after hearing this.

"Then I want to eat dirt too!" The girl reached out and grabbed a bad fruit and swallowed it in one gulp, very quickly. Just as she swallowed the next one, she quickly picked up another one.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it was like a storm. In just ten breaths, the girl ate up all the bad fruits and burped.

"Grandpa, I'm full. You eat the rest!" Chu Yi's eyes were filled with hope, and she looked at the demonic clone with blinking eyes.

"..."

All the bad fruits were eaten by the girl, leaving only the eight relatively complete profound fruits.

How could the demonic clone not know that this girl ate all the bad fruits so that she could eat a few good ones?

fruit.

He looked at the girl's eyes and smiled helplessly. "Okay, I'll eat the rest."

One after another, they turned into warm currents and entered the body. When the demonic clone ate the third one, suddenly, the sun trembled in front of it, and a red light shot straight into the sky.

This comes from Chu Yi. This aura is vast, mysterious, and erratic, and can make the wind and clouds still.

This is Xuanli.

"The second small step... really hides the cultivation level..." The demonic clone frowned, but quickly let go.

Regardless of why the girl concealed her cultivation, the demonic clone believed that the girl had no ill intentions toward him.

If it were true, we could have done it when he was in coma, so why would we need to wait for him to wake up?

He believed that the girl was really as innocent as he saw.

The demonic clone picked up one again, and when he swallowed the fourth one, his body suddenly trembled, and a majestic power of energy and blood suddenly burst out.

Although he is still the Seventh Realm Supreme, his aura is seven times more powerful than before.

"This fruit is a mysterious thing. If I take it, although I can't increase my cultivation like Chu Yi, I can still increase my energy and blood."

"Now, what I and I need most is the power of qi and blood. Although it still cannot sustain life, it can slow down the freezing of the soul."

One demonic clone followed another, and finally swallowed all eight profound fruits. When the last one was swallowed, another rainbow shot into the sky.

"What if such profound fruit is used to refine elixirs?" The demonic clone murmured as he felt the atmosphere in his body.

If it is used to refine elixirs, it will definitely be able to refine a top-grade divine elixir that will make those Xuanzhao powerful men jealous.

It's just that with my alchemy attainments, even though I have mastered the mysticism, due to my realm, I am still only half a step into elixir.

If you don't take the last step, you will end up standing in the human realm. If you are not Xuan, you will not be able to refine Xuan Dan.

"I've finished eating and I'm full. You can go." The demonic clone stretched out his hand to wipe the fruit juice from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Then I will continue to take grandpa away." Chu Yi walked to the demonic clone in small and large steps, and took his hand.

"There is no need to fly. The front is still unknown. If we fly, it will inevitably appear to everyone." The demonic clone shook his head and walked into the thick fog ahead with Chu Yi.

When the golden cloud dissipated, the red light faded. It was dusk. As time passed, they finally ushered in their night in the mirror of the sea.

Big hands holding small hands. The last remaining sun finally set, and a ray of moonlight broke through the clouds.

It was also at this moment that the demonic clone dispersed the round behind him

bright moon.

This moonlight is different from that blazing sun.

The light from the scorching sun is cool, but the moon is warm.

It's like the moon is the sun covered in a layer of skin.

The road was in a mess, with fallen trees and overturned rocks everywhere.

As the two walked together, the demonic clone kept vigilant. Here, he felt hundreds of breaths, hidden deep in the mist.

This is the aura of a monk, and it carries a very strong sense of decay. It is the third realm.

Suddenly, a color different from the night struck.

This is golden light and red light again. Someone has passed through the mysterious tribulation again, and they are not far away.

"Quickly retreat!" The demonic clone felt the power of heaven and earth still surging, and quickly took the girl back one step. It did not stop until it was thirty thousand miles away.

As soon as it hit the ground, destruction swept over the world and roared.

This power is not weaker than the previous formation of mysterious calamity.

The demonic clone and Chu Yi stood on the edge of the calamity cloud, looking up at the distant sky.

"Are you afraid?" The demonic clone felt the tightness in his palm and asked softly.

"As long as grandpa is here, I won't be afraid." Chu Yi shook her head.

The demonic clone nodded, but remained silent. Still looking into the distance, wanting to see if the half-mysterious monk who had overcome the mysterious tribulation could survive this mysterious tribulation.

There was a loud roar, and the first twelve thunders struck one after another, and a scream was heard in the strong wind coming from the distance.

That monk could not survive the first level.

"Die under a layer of profound thunder?" The demonic clone frowned.

The clouds of this calamity had just risen, and even the rain had not yet fallen. The monk who had overcome the black calamity died instantly.

Suddenly, the retreating golden cloud shook again and spread out again.

Someone has passed through the Mysterious Tribulation again.

Only after the third stage, the calamity cloud dissipated again. Obviously that person failed again.

Tonight is destined to be an uneventful night, with one wave rising after another.

Eight mysterious catastrophes came in succession, but no one could survive to the fifth level.


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