My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Among the three major sword sects, he was the first to get to know Gu Fenghua, and he had witnessed more miracles in her, so he had the most trust in her.

"Yes, with Uncle Gu here, no matter who it is, they will be able to advance successfully. We must hurry up and make sure we don't fall short." Shi Yingyan nodded and quickened his pace.

"What a powerful Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation!" Even Shi Yingyan and others who were hundreds of miles away could feel the horror of the Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation. Outside the cave, Duan Qingyun's feeling was of course even more obvious. His expression also became more solemn.

Thinking of the hardships he had suffered in the past, he suddenly had the thought of giving up. But soon, this idea was firmly dismissed by him.

He had waited ten thousand years for the Cangchen Sacred Pattern, during which time he spent countless efforts and hard work. How could he just give up?

Just like what Chang Aotian said, who can save his life in that world-destroying disaster and be among the emperors and envoys, who is not a person of extraordinary character? Even the most despised grandson Luocang, when it comes to The firmness of his mind and the persistence of his thoughts are actually far beyond the comparison of ordinary strong people, not to mention Duan Qingyun, who became famous at a young age and whose strength is still above Changsun Luocang?

"Whether we can survive such a powerful six-path heavenly tribulation is still open to question. Even if we are successfully promoted, we are still only at the first level of Emperor Saint. Even if our true combat power exceeds our cultivation level, no matter how strong we are, how much stronger can we get? I, Duan Qingyun, the dignified envoy , how can we still be afraid of him! If it weren’t for chance and strong people helping each other in the past, they would never have been able to survive until now. This time, who can save them?" Duan Qingyun snorted to himself. , the habitual sneer appeared on his face again, and he continued to make hand seals quickly.

No matter who hears his soliloquy, he will probably take it seriously. Gu Fenghua and others were able to escape from Duan Qingyun's hands again and again. Generally speaking, it was mostly luck. Although they have improved now, their highest strength is only the fifth level of Emperor Saint. No matter how strong their real combat power is, they will never be able to escape death. Duan Qingyun, who may be stronger than Duan Qingyun, one of the Eighteen Envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven, if no one can help him, he will be lucky to be able to save his life, so why should Duan Qingyun be unfounded?

Unfortunately, this time, Duan Qingyun was wrong, very wrong.

"Buzz..." The sweet fairy voice sounded again.

In an instant, tears of joy shed from the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others.

The spiritual clouds turn into rain, and spring returns to the earth.

Under the moistening of the drizzle, the wounds all over the body of the fat white man healed quickly. The bright red blood on the holy robe quietly dissipated and became spotless. The originally pale face also returned to rosy, looking full of vitality.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the fat face seemed to have lost some weight, and the holy robe was dancing lightly, and he actually looked like a jade tree in the wind.

Of course, these are not the most important. The most important thing is the wonderful rhythm produced by the Qi in his body leaking out and resonating with the heaven and earth - that is the aura that only the powerful Emperor Saint possesses.

At the same time, two golden Holy Soul Beads also appeared between his eyebrows, and behind him, two similarly golden Holy Soul Beads were flying around his body.

Successfully, Fatty Bai finally succeeded in being promoted to Emperor Saint, and like Luo Enen Ye Wuse, he was directly promoted from the ninth level of Heavenly Saint to the second level of Emperor Saint.

What is even more gratifying is that without the restrictions of heaven and earth, his future cultivation will no longer be shackles. Compared with before, it can be said that it is smooth sailing!

Fatty Bai himself was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He looked at Gu Fenghua and others and bowed deeply.

If Gu Fenghua hadn't racked his brains and worked hard to help him refine the three ancient magic pills, and if everyone hadn't burned the power of the Holy Source at the last moment and went all out to help him break through the restrictions of the world, he would never have been promoted to Emperor Saint. In all likelihood, one's life will not be saved.