A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

There were dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Funnel-shaped whirlpools of spiritual energy connected to the sky, strong winds blew, flying sand and rocks, and the sky became dark.

It lasted for eight days, and the spiritual energy vortex came to a standstill.

"One, two, three... ten breaths."

Jiang Ding hid his body, silently calculating the time in his mind, and a hint of murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes: "Very good, the dark clouds are still there, the Taoist heart can be called tough, and the foundation of the magic power is also at a qualified level."

The dark clouds sizzled, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered towards the dark clouds. The thunder became more intense and dazzling.

All animals within a radius of dozens of kilometers were crawling, trembling, and their hairs stood on end.

The pressure from heaven and earth is still gathering.

"There is a glimmer of hope!"

The white-browed old cultivator took a short breath, flew up, and quickly arrived near the Fire Flame Peak. The coercion spread out, frightening anyone around who intended to cause trouble.

"Senior brother."

Zhou Yan came to him and sighed: "My nephew has always been extreme and narrow-minded. In terms of character, he is not as generous and generous as your disciple. However, he can survive the tribulation of inner demons even if he doesn't want to."

"The laws of heaven are impermanent and cannot be guessed at."

Two huge breaths came instantly.

"There are two celestial events in the formation of pills in one day. Your sect is really full of talents, which makes me envious."

In the sound of laughter, the Red Flame Fox King appeared, and as the lotus steps swayed gently, the waves undulated, making people's eyes unable to help but be attracted and stuck firmly on it.

"Human race, this is the most disgusting thing."

The Peacock King's eyes were bright, surrounded by five-color light. What was he looking at? He sent a message to the Fox King on the side and said coldly: "In just two hundred years, his qualifications are not very good, but even if he can break through the third-level bottleneck, it can't be said that he has no hope."

"It takes a long time for people in my clan to do it, and they have to have top-notch bloodline qualifications to be able to do it."

The Red Flame Fox King nodded slightly.

"The king is joking."

The old cultivator with white eyebrows smiled: "The two disciples are just a possibility. How can they compare with the demon clan's amazing bloodline qualifications, long lifespan, and innate magical powers. They are more likely to be promoted to great demons than anyone in our sect." You need more disciples.”

Between pleasantries.

The Seven Feather Sect's formation opened silently, and a shocking blow could erupt at any time.

"In the direction of Jinling Mountain, you should also pay attention."

Zhou Yan sent a message and whispered.

The old cultivator with white eyebrows nodded.

A few hours later.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth swallowed up in the dark clouds has reached a limit. The lightning is sizzling and dense, and the terrifying power of heaven emerges. All the golden elixirs and great demons hold their breath, not daring to release the slightest breath.

"come!"

Under the thunder, Zhou Kunlong's eyes were blood red, and he moved forward indomitably, shouting: "He can't kill me, I will definitely kill him, God, the same is true for you!"

Click!

A bolt of lightning fell.

Split everything apart, smashing a top-quality magic weapon shield, and then smashing a top-quality orb with flashing flames, falling straight on his body, the flesh, flesh and bones were shattered and blackened.

A faint clicking sound was heard.

The clouds parted.

There was silence.

"not dead."

"Fake elixir!"

Jiang Ding silently sensed it with his sword intent within a ten-kilometer range, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Fake elixir is a phenomenon where the elixir is deficient. It has a lifespan of four hundred years and the path is cut off. It is much stronger than the foundation-building monks and weaker than the golden elixir monks."

"It is often seen in the condensation process of low-grade golden elixirs. If the golden elixir is defective, the magic power cannot be completely transformed, thus unable to induce the qualitative transformation of the soul and body."

With a wave of invisible light, he entered the Seven Feather Sect formation again, returned to Jinling Mountain, and put away the A-25.

"Will it show up?"

Jiang Ding connected his spiritual consciousness to the Jinling Mountain formation and said to himself.

…

a long time.

The figure on the ground moved, the charcoal fell off, revealing new and tender skin, and then a pair of blood-red pupils were revealed, with cold eyes, and he said word by word: "Junior, have you thought about today?"

"You have been cultivating Taoism for two hundred years, and in one day you have exhausted all the energy in your heart!"

"kill!"

Zhou Quelong laughed wildly, transformed into a flaming light, and flew straight towards Jinling Mountain, not hiding the murderous intention in his heart.

"stop!"

Two sharp shouts appeared at the same time, and two escaping lights stopped in front of him.

It was the two Seven Feather Golden Pills.

"Junior Brother Sleeping Dragon!"

Zhou Yan Yan shouted angrily: "The sect's precepts cannot be violated. I protected you before, now I'm protecting my junior brother."

"Do you understand this?"

As a golden elixir, he understood the value of power, so he immediately changed his title, commensurate with his peers, and tried hard to persuade.

In terms of true friendship, although the two have a friendship, they have not reached the level of closeness like a master, a disciple, or a parent and a child. They can still be treated as juniors after forming the elixir.

The old cultivator with white eyebrows said nothing, but a faint pressure spread, which made his attitude clear.

"A good show."

The Peacock King watched this scene with great interest, feeling less fearful in his heart.

"The human race is like this. Internal strife and killing are extremely cruel. They are not as noble as our demon clan, which is based on blood and is in an orderly manner. Otherwise, our clan will be in danger."

The Red Flame Fox King chuckled and transmitted the message.

"Uncle Yan!"

"Senior Brother Li!"

Zhou Yulong's eyes were blood red, and he was crying like a howl: "You know, this kid has destroyed the magic weapon that I have been refining for many years. There is only a trace missing. Only a trace is missing, and I can condense it into a real low-grade golden elixir!"

"Two hundred years of life, the golden elixir path is cut off!"

"I swear I won't be a human until I kill this evil beast!"

The thick murderous intention and resentment spread in all directions, and even the water from all over the world could not wash it away.

Zhou Quelong frowned.

The old repairman with white eyebrows looked as usual.

The brothers and sisters already understood each other's thoughts without even needing spiritual awareness or eye contact, and who would be responsible for the red and white face.

"Zhou, junior brother."

The old cultivator with white eyebrows spoke slowly, and the terrifying coercion of Jindan's later stage spread little by little: "Are you going to kill the last disciple of my master Jinlian Zhenren for no reason within the sect?"

"Senior Brother Li...the Supreme Elder!"

Zhou Yulong's heart trembled, the redness in his eyes quickly disappeared, and his rationality returned, remembering the reputation he had heard in his ears and engraved in his soul since he was born.

The Supreme Elder of Qiyu Sect!

He understood immediately,

Even among golden elixirs, there are huge differences!

The gap between the fake elixir cultivators and the late golden elixir cultivators is even greater than the gap between the peak foundation-building cultivators and the golden elixir cultivators.

Not to mention that he doesn't have a single magic weapon. Killing him here is not much more difficult than killing a foundation-building monk.

"Junior brother, I don't dare."

Zhou Kunlong did not dare to continue to go crazy, and said in a low voice: "When junior brother went through the tribulation, the inner demons entered his mind, and there are some remnants. Senior brother, don't blame me. Junior brother respects that kid in Jinlingshan very much."

The white-browed old cultivator frowned, but relaxed it anyway.

"It's good that Junior Brother Zhou can think clearly. After all, we are members of the same sect. There can be no deep grudges. Once you enter the golden elixir, your future and past will disappear."

"That's what senior brother said."

Zhou Kuilong took the time and said respectfully: "Junior brother has just survived the thunder tribulation, and he still needs to stay in seclusion for a while. He will come back to bother him again in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The Red Flame Fox King and the Peacock King looked at his back with twinkling eyes.

…

"Not coming?"

"There is no sneak attack."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He knew that even if he took the initiative, he would still be blocked by Qiyu Taishang. It was the instinct of the other party to maintain the order of the sect. No matter which party violated it, it would be attacked and blocked.