The illusion in front of me began to shatter, and all the light gradually faded away, replaced by the scene that gradually became clear before the Demon-Slaying Sect.
Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath and felt the vast magic power in his body gradually recovering. Zhang Yifeng knew that this time, he was truly out of the influence of the illusion.
If it weren't for the arrival of the golden thunder that made Zhang Yifeng recover a little bit of consciousness, the last round of trial would definitely be difficult for Zhang Yifeng to make a choice.
As Zhang Yifeng escaped from the illusion of this world mark, the surging mines and fires around him instantly turned into a tornado hurricane and soared into the sky.
The roaring divine power isolated the immortal saints. The immortal saints, including the celestial immortal saints, saw the scene in front of them and looked at each other.
"It's over, now it's time for this boy to catch the attention of the three immortal emperors. No matter what, this boy has nothing to do with us."
Lian Tianxiansheng sighed. At this time, a middle-aged man in the crowd picked up the wine pot in his hand and took a mouthful: "I don't think so."
"What? Could it be that you, the Immortal Lord, have seen something else?"
This person is an exception to this Demon-Slaying Sect.
He was once known as the saint of the Chaos Realm and named Jiuling Huasheng. Due to a journey to kill monsters, four immortal saints accompanied him were killed. His cultivation level also fell from the Immortal Saint to the Immortal Saint, and he has never recovered since then.
Although he has not been removed from the Demon-Slaying Sect, he has become a joke in the Chaos Realm and the Demon-Slaying Sect.
Listening to Lian Tianxian Sheng's slightly joking tone, Jiuling Hua Sheng shook his head and said nothing.
At this moment, three phantoms appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng in the Golden Thunder God Fire.
As early as the Demon-Slaying Sect had just had the illusion, these three Immortal Emperors were phantoms, and Zhang Yifeng could feel the familiarity.
Zhang Yifeng bowed and said, "I have met three seniors."
"Come on the name."
"Zhang Yifeng."
"The Lord of the God's Court?"
The sounds of the three Immortal Emperors were superimposed, and Zhang Yifeng was shocked.
Although the Chaos Realm was reorganized from all realms, it was based on the realm of the immortals. Even so, Zhang Yifeng did not expect that the three immortal emperors of the Demon-Slaying Sect would know their own names.
"Now that the Divine Court has disappeared from now on, and I have nowhere to go, can the three seniors tell me?"
"Not to say, no to say..."
After the words came, the figures of the three immortal emperors gradually dissipated, and a voice came from afar: "There are two trials left, and the rules are unbreakable. If you want to enter the Demon-Slaying Sect, please continue."
As the mines and fires of heaven and earth completely dissipated, Zhang Yifeng's figure appeared in the sight of countless people cultivators.
"It's him! It's him!"
"How come someone with such a talent has never heard of it in the Chaos Realm!"
"It can actually attract the three immortal emperors from the Demon-Slaying Sect to come together. This, this..."
Countless fanatical gazes were locked on Zhang Yifeng at this time, and among the crowd, Qing Yurou also stared at the air. Zhang Yifeng, who was standing in front of the world mark, had a breath of turbid air: "It's indeed this kid!
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"Breaking through the nine wheels of courage and courage, this saint has been in the world for tens of thousands of years. Before the Chaos Realm has taken shape, he has entered the realm of the Immortal Saint, but he has never seen you an unparalleled genius like you!"
Lian Tianxian Sheng was amazed and came to Zhang Yifeng.
Looking at the immortal saints in front of him, Zhang Yifeng bowed and said, "Lucky, lucky."
"Don't say anything lucky, my brother, would you like to follow my sister to practice Lotus Sky Peak?"
The Lotus Heavenly Saint chuckled, and the charming eyes of all living beings seemed to penetrate Zhang Yifeng's mind.
As soon as the words were finished, the surrounding immortals and saints were quarreling and fighting for Zhang Yifeng's belonging.
At this moment, Jiuling Huasheng whispered: "The three immortal emperors have come forward, where is your turn? Why are you quarrels?"
For a moment, all eyes were fixed on Jiuling Huasheng, and even the immortal snorted coldly: "It's not our turn, let alone your turn."
"This is indefinite."
Jiuling Huasheng shook his head and raised his hand and said, "Since this young friend has escaped from the boundary marker's courage and has set such an unprecedented record, this courage and spiritual cultivation should end.
This round of trial will prepare for the cultivation of luck and the cultivation of all cultivation."
Hearing this, countless monks in front of the Demon Slaying Sect also looked somber.
In the third level of the Demon-Slaying Sect, no matter how talented the genius is, he cannot be promoted to the Demon-Slaying Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting Secting
Even if Zhang Yifeng broke through the ninth round of courage and was a well-deserved peerless genius, if it was difficult to reach the level of passing in the refining of luck, then Zhang Yifeng would have no chance of this Demon-Slaying Sect in this life.
"Where there are countless ferocious beasts and countless opportunities, the luck is so mysterious. But if the luck is added to the body, the cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort, and the road to cultivation is even more smooth.
What you practice and practice are all against the heavens. The more you have the luck, the more you are, the lesser your disaster will be, and you will naturally survive in this world for longer and kill more demons.
This round of Qilu refining is divided into 183 levels. Each level has evil demons, monsters, or disasters in the world. Everyone's Qilu refining is different. I wish you good luck to cultivate everyone."
Jiuling Huasheng said, throwing out an ancient bronze bell from his hand. The ancient bell surged in the storm, hanging on the sky like a mountain hanging upside down.
In a moment, countless light flows fell from this ancient bronze bell and poured into the body of every cultivator who came to participate in the training of the Demon-Slaying Sect.
The next moment, above the bronze ancient bell, the mysterious black demon's aura scattered. With the blessing of a group of immortals and saints, the mysterious black demon's aura condensed into a 183-layer Tongtian Black
tower.
The rolling demonic energy surging like ink traces, extremely terrifying.
"Using the luck of luck to guide the bell with the luck, it can stimulate the bell to ring, and the lowest is one bell ringing, and the highest is the six bell ringing. If it is the six bell ringing, you can directly enter the sixth floor black tower without considering the first five demon towers.
This is a refining of Qi fortune. Only those who can pass this round of Qi fortune can enter the 90th floor of black tower within thirty chapters, and will not be killed by demons and evil spirits, and will be killed by heaven and earth disasters. Only then can they pass this round of trial.
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As the voice of the Nine Spirit Huasheng fell, all the monks fell into a boil.
This refining of luck can be said to be the most difficult trial in this Demon-Slaying Sect.
Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath and looked at the black tower. Seeing countless monk figures leading the lucky bells, making a bell ringing, and entering the black tower, Zhang Yifeng also closed his eyes.
The extremely mysterious and unpredictable luck led to the Hongyun Bell to make a sound.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The sound of the six bells echoed between heaven and earth, and Zhang Yifeng's figure suddenly appeared on the sixth floor of the black tower.
"oh?"
The black tower in front of him made Zhang Yifeng raise his eyebrows slightly.
Not only does it have any demonic energy, it flows through the divine light and the blessing light, like a blessing in the cave.