I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

Since Wei Zhong started practicing, more than 2,300 years have passed since he was promoted to the level of Refining Void, and only more than 600 years have passed since the first 3,000-year-old minor heavenly tribulation.

This is why Wei Zhong obviously only has half of his life left, but he still did not choose to replenish his life.

‘Just maintain the peak state, there is no need to force the remaining life. ’

And even though Wei Zhong has now entered the late stage of Refining Void, his cultivation level is higher than that of ordinary Refining Void to deal with minor heavenly tribulations, but he still did not choose to stop, but continued to practice and improve his cultivation.

All this is because of the abnormal thunder tribulation.

It is like a life-taking sword, always hanging over Wei Zhong's head.

Although it is the weakest first minor heavenly tribulation, in Wei Zhong's eyes, it still has the possibility of taking his life.

‘I don’t know if Da Jin can stop it? ’

Since Da Jin refined the Taihua Spiritual Stele, he has been nourished by the luck of the human world and has now crossed the threshold of the early stage of the sixth level and entered the middle stage.

But even in this state, it is difficult for him to make further progress.

The level of the human world is already difficult to push it closer to the later stage.

And it is still unknown how effective the power of Dajin's luck is in dealing with this abnormal thunder tribulation.

For this reason, Wei Zhong must work hard to improve his own cultivation and strive to survive this tribulation with his own strength.

So it is necessary to do everything to improve his cultivation.

"Xuanqing Qi has been nurtured for three hundred years. For safety, it is better to add another two hundred years. Five hundred years of cultivation should be more than enough to deal with the first five levels of Dan."

Although Wei Zhong successfully refined the seventh-level middle-grade elixir, he did not think that he could refine this seventh-level Tianfen Lingzhen Dan to the middle grade by just casually.

Wei Zhong's requirements are not high.

'If I can avoid failure, I can use a lower-grade one for myself. '

After returning to Zixiao Court, Wei Zhong took out Feng Yunyao's elixir inheritance jade slip and observed it carefully. He simulated refining Tianfen Lingzhen Dan several times in his mind to ensure that he was particularly familiar with it.

In this way, while practicing and familiarizing with the alchemy method, more than fifty years have passed in a flash.

A flash of light flashed on the Time Treasure Record, and Wei Zhong's heart moved, and he entered the demon world in the closed training room.

A giant dragon flew across the sky, circled, and finally landed in the spiritual land.

"Meet the master!"

Its body was huge, much larger than the Qingbei and other demon dragons.

It had a single horn on its head, and the scales around its body were green and majestic.

It was the dragon cub under Wei Zhong.

But now it can no longer be described as a dragon cub.

In recent years, the other party has successfully digested the blood inheritance of the seventh-stage middle-stage old dragon, and its cultivation has been completely stabilized at the early stage of the seventh stage. It is the first seventh-stage spiritual pet under Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong stroked the latter's scales, his eyes full of joy.

"This demon world method is indeed unique."

This young dragon was born, and although its bloodline was noble, it was at most the fifth-stage level in Wei Zhong's opinion.

But under the old dragon's feathering inheritance, the young dragon actually jumped two realms and directly became a seventh-stage demon dragon.

This huge leap surprised Wei Zhong.

"Do you have a name?"

"No, please give me a name."

Wei Zhong replied:

"Your blood is pure, the purest blood of the Sky-Splitting Dragon, so just name it Sky-Splitting."

Sky-Splitting nodded.

His body was moved by Wei Zhong, and he jumped into the top of Sky-Splitting.

"Let's go, let me see what you can do!"

The latter understood, vibrated his wings, and jumped into the sky, leaving only a shadow in the spiritual land, while his real body had already escaped from the Wind-Splitting Spiritual Land for who knows how many miles.

Qingbei and other demon dragons emerged from the spiritual land, their eyes full of envy and jealousy:

"Just born, it's already the seventh level, what a terrifying bloodline."

Looking down at himself, he was still hovering at the sixth level, and couldn't help but sigh.

The other demon dragons around him also shook their heads and sighed.

Only Luo Jia gritted his teeth, turned around and walked into the spiritual land behind to retreat.

In the sky, Wei Zhong felt the extreme speed of Liekong's flight and was excited.

This speed has far exceeded the speed of his full-strength driving spirit boat.

"The seventh level is indeed extraordinary."

Liekong stopped suddenly, and under Wei Zhong's gaze, the green demon patterns on his wings and even on his back all lit up.

Wei Zhong sensed the changes in the spiritual energy in the air around him, as if it was jumping and gathering madly in it.

With Liekong's cry, the surrounding winds suddenly rose, and then piled up on each other, increasing the power.

In just a few breaths, Wei Zhong felt that his body was being pulled and was about to be completely swept into the wind.

It was Liekong who took the initiative to vacate the spiritual light to protect Wei Zhong, which saved him from this disaster.

Looking at the surrounding strong winds, Wei Zhong was shocked and horrified.

The power of this kind of strong wind is far beyond the ability of Lianxu to resist.

Using magic weapons, he might be able to hold out for a while, but when Wei Zhong looked at the cracked sky below, it was light and had no signs of exhaustion, as if the strong wind was the result of a casual swing of its wings.

Wei Zhong patted the horn on his forehead to signal the latter to stop:

"Let me see the method of tearing space and escaping."

Hearing this, the latter extinguished the spiritual light of his wings, and the strong wind subsided.

Wei Zhong saw that the clouds and mists that spread for hundreds of miles around him disappeared without a trace.

The cracked sky increased its spiritual light protection, wrapped Wei Zhong, and a silver spiritual light emerged from his feet, which bounced and spread like an electric arc.

With the sound of "tearing", a hole appeared under the soles of the feet. With a synchronized jump, it took Wei Zhong deep inside.

The moment he crossed the crack in the void, Wei Zhong suddenly felt a heavy weight on his head, and his soul and even his physical body felt uncomfortable for a moment.

However, Wei Zhong has traveled through the void passage many times and quickly adapted to it.

Wei Zhong was attracted by the strange sights around him.

This place is not like the chaotic nothingness where Wei Zhong tore apart space and traveled through the void in the human world.

Wei Zhong raised his head slightly and could easily see the boundary, or film, between void and reality.

‘Splitting the Sky just tears apart the space, flying on the surface of the void without going deep. ’

Wei Zhong instructs Likong Xiangkong to fly further away from the void. The latter shook his head and refused, as if he felt a life-and-death crisis from it.

And in reply to Wei Zhongdao, they will soon break through the space and return to reality, and cannot stay here for a long time.

As the silver aura lit up on the sky-splitting claws, Wei Zhong, one man and one dragon, returned to the demon world.

The current location is only about ten miles away from the previous location.

This distance was not that far, and it even made Wei Zhong feel a little shabby.

‘For a distance of ten miles, even if the space is not torn apart, flying directly will not take much time. ’

Shaking his head slightly, Wei Zhong asked how many times Riakong could do it:

"My current ability can only accomplish seven times of splitting the air at this distance. However, if I only tear apart the space and do not enter the void, the battery life can be greatly extended."

Wei Zhong's eyes lit up:

"Do you know how to attack in the void?"

Liakong shook his head and nodded again:

"Reporting to the master, I can feel that there is this inheritance method deep in the bloodline, but Xiaolong's current cultivation is too low, and the bloodline is not pure enough to dig it out..."

Wei Zhong was stunned when he heard this:

‘Is your cultivation level still low? ’

"That's all, behave well, and I will refine the seventh-level dragon blood pill for you to increase your bloodline concentration in the future."

Although Liakong had just been born, he had already learned what Dragon Blood Pill was from his mother Liefeng.

His face was filled with joy: "Thank you, Master!"

Wei Zhong nodded and asked again:

"How's the Sky Tribe doing now? What's your status in it?"

The latter flew back to the Wind Hunter Land:

"Xiao Long was just born. Although I am a seventh-level demon dragon, my right to speak is not high.

"Every power within the clan is controlled by another early seventh-level being, Great Elder Fu Jie, and the Council of Elders behind him.

"Xiaolong was able to say a few words in the Presbyterian Church, but they were basically dismissed.

“After years of hard work and hard work, we have regained the autonomy of the Wind Hunter Land.”

Wei Zhong frowned when he heard this:

"You are really old and shameless."

Pat the air-splitting unicorn:

"You are still young, and your talents are infinitely higher than those old guys. As the future hope of the clan, those old guys dare not disobey you no matter how presumptuous you are.

"If anyone objects, just kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. It just so happens that I still lack some demon pills to make alchemy."

"Yes, Master, Xiaolong understands."

Wei Zhong invited the latter to return to the Wind Hunting Land together, and then went deep into the underground wind tunnel.

Let him lead him deep into the wind tunnel, and finally come to the cave where the immortal weapon is hidden.

“Go in and give it a try and see how many steps you can take.”

The latter followed Wei Zhong's instructions, and all the demon patterns on his body lit up, reflecting him like a blue ball of light.

Wei Zhong watched the latter step into the cave, as if he had entered a dark world.

All he could see was the half of the red tassel gun in the distance and the figure of Liakong.

Wei Zhong hid under the entrance of the cave, sensed the position of the crack through the true seal, and watched the latter's vision.

I saw Riikong sinking into the cave. He started out fairly easily and was able to take a few steps forward. However, his speed slowed down sharply and he was almost crawling forward.

After spending more than ten breaths in this way, he has only advanced less than twenty feet, but the distance between him and the immortal weapon is still a hundred feet.

‘Sure enough, is it too far?

‘I’m afraid it won’t be enough for me to activate [Years Dao Technique], reach the early stage of Hedao, and carry the seventh-level Wind-fixing Bead.

‘At least in the middle and late stages of Hedao, and with the Spirit-overturning Universe Formation weakening the spiritual veins below, there is only a glimmer of possibility. ’

Seeing Li Kong, he couldn't hold on anymore, so Wei Zhong ordered him to return through the true seal.

The latter relaxed his body and was shot out of the cave like a cannonball.

When he came out of the cave, his wings lit up with spiritual light, rolled up slightly, and landed in front of Wei Zhong:

"I disappoint my master!"

Wei Zhong shook his head slightly:

"It's not your problem, it's just that the wind in this cave is too strong.

"Let's go and plan this later."

Wei Zhong returned to the cave in the spiritual world. The appearance of the seventh-level demon dragon made the token in Wei Zhong's hand thicker.

In this way, Wei Zhong is enough to deal with ordinary Hedao crises even without using the [Songs of Time Dao Technique].

"But it's hard to explain why I have a seventh-level demon dragon under my command. If there is an emergency, it's better not to use the five-color vest.

"In the future, I will leave the Immortal Sect and go to the north. I will wear the Wei Zhong vest again. It will not be too late to use it."

Thinking of this, Wei Zhong's mind gradually dissipated and became silent, and he fell into a state of cultivation again.

…

"Husband, these are spiritual objects collected by the clan in recent years."

Wei Zhong looked at the storage bag handed over by Luo Muxue. Inside was some high-level elixirs and various spiritual materials.

"Yes, the raw materials for refining the Wind Bead have been gathered."

"Husband plans to refine it now?" Luo Muxue looked very excited. As a weapon refiner, although her rank was not high, she also wanted to watch Wei Zhong refine weapons.

Wei Zhong shook his head slightly:

"No, I will refine the elixir today."

After that, he put away the spiritual medicine that he had prepared on the ground in advance, and turned and walked into the alchemy room beside him under Luo Muxue's eyes.

Luo Muxue's eyes flashed:

"Husband has been preparing spiritual medicine for many days, so cautious, is it possible that he is refining a seventh-level spiritual medicine again?"

With Wei Zhong's current level, refining ordinary sixth-level elixirs is as easy as drinking water.

For hundreds of years, he has already refined countless sixth-level spiritual pills under the witness of Luo Muxue.

He doesn't even need to be calm, and he rarely fails even if he is disturbed by others.

This time, the stone door was closed, and even the internal formation was opened. It was fully prepared, and it was naturally not prepared for a mere sixth-level spiritual pill.

Wei Zhong was in seclusion for several days, and a beam of light fell into the Purple Sky Court.

Luo Muxue opened the formation to greet him, bowing slightly:

"Hello, Senior Hou!"

Although she and Wei Zhong were Taoist companions, she did not dare to call the elder in front of her "senior brother".

Hou Yanbin waved his hand and asked:

"Is Junior Brother Wu Se here?"

"Senior, you came at an unfortunate time. Ten days ago, my husband was in retreat, and seemed to be preparing to refine elixirs."

"Refining elixirs, it's a coincidence. I was looking for him with this intention. I wonder how long it will take for him to come out of retreat?"

Luo Muxue shook her head, unable to give a specific time.

"Senior, why don't you sit down and rest for a day, and wait for your husband to come out of retreat..."

Hou Yanbin shook his head:

"No need, wait for Junior Brother to come out of retreat, and notify him, just say I have something to find him."

"Yes!"

Hou Yanbin left a bunch of incoherent words, and then left.

In the alchemy room, Wei Zhong sensed someone approaching outside the cave, and saw that it was his senior brother.

However, the alchemy furnace had already reached an important step, and Wei Zhong had no time to take care of external affairs.

Weighing the two, Wei Zhong still felt that the alchemy furnace in front of him was more important.

He held his breath and concentrated, putting all his mind on alchemy.

In this way, half a month passed, and the spiritual energy above Zixiao Court gathered to form a spiritual energy spiral.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins below the cave was also frantically extracted and incorporated into the alchemy room.

Sensing the movement, Luo Muxue broke away from the state of cultivation and came to the courtyard. Seeing the spiritual energy spiral above and the black calamity cloud that was bred, she couldn't help but be worried.

Putting his hands together, he prayed for Wei Zhong secretly.

After half a day, the formation was opened, and the alchemy furnace soared into the sky from the alchemy room, followed by Wei Zhong.

With his hands pinched, a stream of clear air was drawn out from Wei Zhong's lower abdomen, which was half-real and half-virtual, slightly inferior to the one that Wei Zhong spent eight hundred years to condense.

With a flick of his finger, this wisp of mysterious and clear air immediately sank into the alchemy furnace.

However, in an instant, the fully formed elixir broke through the furnace cover, flew into the sky, and faced the calamity cloud.