Among the three major sword sects, he and Gu Fenghua met the earliest, and witnessed more miracles in her, so he trusted her the most.
"Yes, with Uncle Gu here, no matter who it is, we will definitely advance successfully. We must seize the time and must not fail." Shi Yingyan nodded and speeded up again.
"What a powerful Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation!" Even Shi Yingyan and others who were hundreds of miles away could feel the terror of the Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation. Being outside the cave, Duan Qingyun's feelings were of course more obvious. His expression was also
Become more solemn.
Thinking of the hardships he had suffered in the past, he had a moment of thought of giving up. But soon, this thought was dispelled by him firmly.
For the sake of Cangchen Holy Wire, he waited for thousands of years. I don’t know how much effort and hard work he had put in during this period, so how could he give up?
As Chang Aotian said, who can save his life in that disaster of destruction and become one of the emperors is not an extraordinary person, even Changsun Luocang, who is most looked down upon, said
The firmness of the mind and the persistence of the mind are actually far from comparable to ordinary strong people, not to mention Duan Qingyun, who became famous at a young age and still had the strength above Changsun Luocang?
"It's still a matter of whether such a powerful six-path heavenly tribulation can be overcome. Even if you successfully advance, you're just the first-class Emperor Saint. Even if your real combat power exceeds your cultivation level, how strong can you be? I, Duan Qingyun, is the envoy of the Lord.
, Can you still be afraid of him? If it weren't for chance, and the help of strong people repeatedly, it would be impossible for them to live to this day. This time, who can save them?" Duan Qingyun snorted to himself coldly
The habitual sneer appeared on his face again, and he continued to quickly make handprints.
No matter who he heard this, he would probably agree with it. Gu Fenghua and others were able to survive from Duan Qingyun's hands again and again. Generally speaking, it was mostly lucky, and although it has improved.
But the highest strength is only the fifth grade of the Emperor Saint. No matter how strong the real combat power is, it is impossible to be stronger than Duan Qingyun, one of the Eighteen Envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven. If no one helps him, he can save his life under his command.
It's already a blessing, so why bother Duan Qingyun?
Unfortunately, this time, Duan Qingyun was wrong and made a great mistake.
"Buzz..." The pleasant fairy sound rang again.
In an instant, tears of joy flowed in Gu Fenghua and others' eyes.
The spiritual clouds turn into rain, and spring returns to the earth.
Under the nourishment of the drizzle, the wounds all over the body of the fat white man were healed quickly. The bright red blood on the holy robe quietly dissipated and became spotless. The pale face also regained its rosy romance, looking infinitely alive.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the fat face seems to have become thinner, and the holy robe is so bright that it really makes me feel like a beautiful tree.
Of course, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is the wonderful rhythm produced by the leakage of the energy in his body and resonance with the world - that is the spiritual rhyme that only the powerful emperors and saints will have.
At the same time, two golden holy beads also appeared between his eyebrows, and two holy soul beads with the same golden light flew around his body.
After success, Fatty White was finally promoted to the Emperor Saint, and like Luo Enen Ye Wuse, he was also directly promoted to the Emperor Saint from the ninth grade of the Heavenly Saint from the ninth grade.
What is even more gratifying is that without the restriction of heaven and earth, his future cultivation will be no longer shackles. Compared with the past, it is a smooth journey!
The fat white man was so excited that he burst into tears. He looked at Gu Fenghua and others and bowed deeply.
If Gu Fenghua had not racked his brains and tried his best to help him refine the three ancient elixirs, if it weren't for everyone's last moment to burn the power of the holy source and help him break the restriction of heaven and earth, he would never have been promoted to the Emperor Saint.