Yuan Hongwen frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen under the bodhi tree. At that moment, when the phantom of the ancient Buddha was about to shatter, a strange energy spread from Zhuo Wen.
It was precisely by relying on this strange energy that the power of the ancient Buddha's phantom was instantly increased to the extreme, and then it blocked the terrifying tide of pressure.
Moreover, Yuan Hongwen also discovered that this sudden strange energy was similar to the strange energy that caused Zhuo Wen's sudden increase in speed, which made Yuan Hongwen narrow his eyes slightly.
When Zhuo Wen withstood the pressure of his 60th breath, everyone in the square was in an uproar. Even Pan Fei sighed and stared at Zhuo Wen who was still sitting cross-legged in the fairy pond with great complexity.
"In the past sixty breaths, the immortal energy in my body has been continuously accumulating and expanding under the influence of the immortal energy of this immortal pool. I am afraid that I am not far from the middle stage of the Earth Immortal Stage."
Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged on the fairy pond and murmured to himself with burning eyes.
After experiencing the huge benefits of the Immortal Pond, Zhuo Wen knew that the longer he stayed in it, the faster his cultivation would be, so if he had to, Zhuo Wen would not leave the Immortal Pond easily.
As time goes by, the pressure in the fairy pond becomes more and more terrifying, and the shadows flying over the fairy pond are also slowly increasing. And after being blessed by Taoism, the power of Xian Shu Wen Buddha has increased so much that it actually
It is able to withstand the invasion of this terrifying pressure.
When it reaches the seventieth breath, even if the ancient Buddha's phantom is blessed by Taoism, it still reaches the end of the road, and cracks begin to appear on its surface, and these cracks become more and more dense, eventually the entire ancient Buddha's phantom will be destroyed.
It all spread in.
Countless cracks began to appear on the surface of the Bodhi tree below the ancient Buddha's shadow. Zhuo Wen stood up slowly. His eyes fell on the cracks on the surface of the ancient Buddha's shadow, and he frowned slightly.
"Are you reaching your limit?"
As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, the phantom of the ancient Buddha suddenly collapsed and exploded into countless golden lights. Then the terrifying pressure was like a tide, instantly covering Zhuo Wen's entire body.
"It seems that Zhuo Wen has reached his limit."
Everyone in the square let out a sigh of relief. Zhuo Wen's persistence in the early stage of Earth Immortal until his seventieth breath made them feel incredible. If Zhuo Wen could continue to persist, it would be really difficult for them to accept it.
Wow!
Tide-like pressure came one after another, instantly submerging Zhuo Wen's entire body. And at the moment when these pressures overwhelmed Zhuo Wen, his body began to emit an extremely blazing dark golden light.
Nine golden patterns began to flow out of his body, rapidly rotating around his body in an irregular manner.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen displayed the Holy Body of Little Perfection. When the tide of coercion faded away, Zhuo Wen's figure sitting cross-legged quietly sat cross-legged on the fairy pond, unmoving.
"I can feel that if you give me a little more time, I will be able to break through to the middle stage of Earth Immortal."
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a hint of fiery. He did not hesitate to use the Holy Body of Little Perfection, but also continued to persevere, hoping to successfully advance to the middle stage of the Earth Immortal.
The seventy-first breath, the seventy-second breath... until the seventy-fifth breath, the aura in Zhuo Wen's body suddenly rose sharply, as if at this moment, there was a terrifying beast hidden in his body.
When this aura reached its peak, Zhuo Wen suddenly stood up. Around him, countless immortal essences manifested, creating extremely terrifying and violent immortal essence storms.
At the same time, the pressure of the seventy-sixth breath filled the air, causing the entire fairy pond to be filled with extremely terrifying pressure, but Zhuo Wen was not afraid. Then he stepped on the skyrocketing breath with his right foot, and for a moment, the terrifying pressure
The pressure was completely annihilated by his breath.
"Breakthrough! This boy has broken through to the middle stage of Earth Immortal."
The moment Zhuo Wen used the powerful aura generated by the breakthrough opportunity to offset the pressure of the 76th breath, the square was once again in an uproar, while the faces of He Yu and Jiang Zhe, who had some grievances with Zhuo Wen, became extremely ugly.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of excitement. The benefits of this immortal pool were so great that it actually allowed him to directly break through to the middle stage of the Earth Immortal. If he practiced normally, he would probably have to practice for at least several decades.
After Zhuo Wen broke through, the pressure of the 77th breath also began to rise, and Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. He looked at the terrifying pressure rising from the sky. He knew that with his current cultivation level, he wanted to resist
It should be a bit reluctant to hold on to the pressure of this seventy-seventh breath.
Now that his goal of breaking through to the middle stage of Earth Immortal has been achieved this time, he naturally does not need to ask for trouble and face more terrifying pressure.
However, when he was about to leave the Immortal Pond, he suddenly felt a pain in the center of his eyebrows, and then his whole body was shaken. He saw that the Fuxi Cauldron, which was originally motionless in the sea of consciousness, suddenly started to move.
"Is the Fuxi Cauldron restored?"
Zhuo Wen was extremely surprised, but he felt extremely bitter in his heart. The Fuxi Cauldron had not been restored for a long time, and it had not been restored for a long time. It happened to be restored at this time, which caused him great harm.
Wow!
At this moment, the pressure of the seventy-seventh breath invaded in the gap where Zhuo Wen paused, and Zhuo Wen's whole body was rolled back in. Soon, Zhuo Wen's figure was submerged in the majestic moment.
Under pressure.
Zhuo Wen's strange behavior was naturally seen clearly by everyone. No one thought that why Zhuo Wen paused just when he was about to leave.
"This child was hit head-on by the pressure of the 77th breath. I'm afraid he will be seriously injured!" Pan Fei shook his head, feeling a little confused as to why Zhuo Wen had to pause just now and missed the best opportunity to leave the fairy pond.
"This guy deserves it!"
He Yu and Jiang Zhe sneered again and again, wishing that Zhuo Wen would die like this under the pressure of the fairy pool.
Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and there was a very slight worry deep in her eyes.
Not only the people in the square, but also the dozen or so immortal ancestors sitting on the futons all showed strange expressions, especially Shi Ji, who frowned slightly and planned to save Zhuo Wen, but was stopped by Dou Hua.
blocked.
"Brother Shi, do you still want to interfere in this divine war?" Dou Hua said with a cold look.
Shi Ji's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the fairy pond with a look of deep thought in his eyes, but did not take action.
Shi Ji is naturally not afraid of Dou Hua, but he believes in Zhuo Wen. He knows that since Zhuo Wen has reached his seventy-seventh breath, he will not be easily hurt by coercion, and he vaguely knows the specific reason that caused Zhuo Wen to pause.
Reason.
At this moment, under countless pressures, Zhuo Wen tried his best to activate the Holy Body of Little Perfection, and in the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, Chenghuang was extremely excited and kept spinning on the Fuxi tripod, and let out an extremely lustful laugh: "Haha, Fuxi
Ding has recovered a lot again!"
"Asshole, I was dragged into this horrible coercion by you, and yet you are still in the mood to laugh." Zhuo Wen gritted his teeth and stared at Chenghuang, who was still laughing loudly, and said with great displeasure.
At this moment, Chenghuang also came to his senses. It also noticed the terrifying pressure around Zhuo Wen, and then a strange look appeared in its eyes.
"This... am I so lucky? Fuxi Cauldron has just been repaired a lot, and I encountered the pressure in this fairy pond. This... hehe!" At this point, Chenghuang laughed again.
, its level of lewdness is even worse than before.
Chenghuang's laughter made Zhuo Wen grit his teeth, and he almost couldn't help but curse, but he still held it back and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you come help me quickly?"
Chenghuang chuckled and said, "It's just coercion!"
As he said that, Chenghuang slapped the Fuxi Cauldron with his little paw, and then Zhuo Wen felt a suction force coming out of the Fuxi Cauldron, and then this suction force adhered to his body surface.
For a moment, all the terrifying pressure around him was absorbed by this strange suction force.
Moreover, this suction force was extremely powerful, and in a short while, it absorbed all the tide-like pressure around Zhuo Wen.
"Huh? This Fuxi Cauldron can actually absorb coercion?" Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed and he said in a strange voice.
Chenghuang Laoqi Hengqiu said: "That's natural. Due to the previous Stone of Origin, Fuxi Cauldron has recovered a lot now. It's just a mere coercion. Naturally, it can't beat Fuxi Cauldron, which shocked the past and present. And..."
Having said this, Chenghuang's eyes suddenly fell on the phantoms in the center of the fairy pond. A hint of hidden greed flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Fuxi Dinglian, those ancient powerful men in this fairy pond are here."
The aura left in the Immortal Pond can be absorbed by it all, please help me enter the center of this Immortal Pond."
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank. He stared at Chenghuang and said, "Are you crazy? It's too scary there. If I enter it, I won't be able to hold on for a breath and my body may collapse and die."
Chenghuang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Fuxi Cauldron has recovered a lot now, and the pressure in the Immortal Pond can't do anything to you, so just go ahead."
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, and when he remembered that the previous pressure was easily absorbed by Fuxi Ding, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards the center of the fairy pond.
At this moment, everyone who was in a daze because Zhuo Wen broke through the pressure of the 77th breath, saw Zhuo Wen standing up again and slowly walking towards the center of the fairy pond, all showing strange expressions.
"What does Zhuo Wen want to do? Does he want to enter the center of the Immortal Pond?" Everyone was talking about it.
Dou Hua and the dozen or so immortal ancestors sitting on the futon also showed strange expressions, obviously not understanding Zhuo Wen's actions.
"The center of the Immortal Pond is the source of pressure. The pressure there is enough to kill any earthly immortal. Even the heavenly immortals may not be able to withstand it. Do you want to enter there?" Dou Hua's pupils narrowed.
He frowned.
But Yuan Hongwen, who was at the door of the central temple, showed interest in his eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen's actions and chuckled: "It seems that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. This kid actually plans to enter the immortal temple."
In the center of the pool, with this child’s cultivation level, he will be forced to leave the center of the immortal pool if he can’t hold on for even one breath.”