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Sky Realm, Golden Ridge Continent.

The boring clan is one of the two major clans in Jinlong Continent, with a long heritage and numerous masters.

The Tianming Mountains are located in the middle of the Jinlong Continent, which is the ancestral land of the Bo people.

There is a towering golden giant peak in the middle of the mountain range, and the area above the mountainside is covered by a white mist, making it difficult to see the situation inside.

There is a vast manor on the top of the mountain, with vines, green bamboos, and strange stone gardens.

A tall old man in a golden robe, Tong Yao, Jin Lan and Chi Huan sat in a blue stone pavilion.

The golden-robed old man's tiger eyes were not angry and majestic, and his aura was as vast as the vast sea.

Tong Shan, in the later stage of Mahayana, he has survived five great catastrophes, and within eight thousand years, he will survive the sixth great catastrophe.

In fact, he can consider ascending to the Immortal Realm, provided that he has survived the Nine or Nine Thunder Tribulations. More than ten thousand years ago, another late Mahayana monk of the Boring Clan survived the Nine or Nine Thunder Tribulations and ascended to the Immortal Realm. A defensive Xuantian remnant treasure was scrapped up.

There is no second defensive Xuantian remnant treasure in the treasure house of the boring clan. Tong Shan is not fully sure, and dare not survive the ninety-nine thunder disasters. Failure is death.

The boring clan has a long history. Some members of the tribe successfully survived the ninety-nine thunder calamity, and some clan members died under the nine-nine thunder calamity. Compared with ordinary Mahayana monks, it is easier to survive the nine-nine thunder calamity during the Mahayana period of physical training.

"It's not enough just to take back two bottles of Good Fortune Yulu." Chi Huan said with a frown.

They chased and killed the enemy in two ways, killed three Mahayanas, lost two Mahayanas themselves, and seriously injured two people. This record is not good.

Ye Xuanfeng killed one Mahayana and severely wounded another Mahayana with one against six. There were still Chi Huan and Tong Yao present. If it was another Mahayana monk, the loss would have been even greater.

Before his death, Ye Xuanfeng revealed that the Xuantian Remnant Treasure and the Storage Bracelet were all destroyed, and they got nothing.

"We have issued a huge reward, and the Obscure people have agreed to help arrest them. Other Mahayanas should not be so difficult."

Tong Yao said in a deep voice.

Ye Xuanfeng has opened a hole, with profound mana, a small achievement in the spiritual realm, and Xuantian Remnant Treasure, so powerful, if it wasn't for Chi Huan who possessed the soul-killing child, he might not be able to kill Ye Xuanfeng.

"If we can find the Qiankun bottle, there is no need for us to entangle with them. Tong Daoyou, how long will it take for the Lei Xingyu fairy fruit tree to mature?"

Jin Lan asked.

"It will take more than 100,000 years, and we can't afford to wait. If we can get a large amount of good fortune jade dew and ripen it, we will definitely have no problem in surviving the ninety-nine thunder disasters. The Lei Xingyu fairy fruit tree comes from the fairy world. In order to cultivate this For fruit trees, we brought some golden thunder spirit soil, so the growth has not been hindered."

Tong Shan said slowly.

The Thunder Apricot Jade Fairy Fruit blooms for 100,000 years, bears fruit for 100,000 years, and matures in another 100,000 years. It comes from the fairy world and has high environmental requirements. After taking this fruit, it can enhance the ability of Mahayana monks to resist thunder disasters physically, and save them Ninety-Nine Thunder Tribulation helps a lot.

The golden thunder spiritual soil is an extremely precious spiritual soil. It is the best spiritual soil for cultivating thunder-attribute spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, and the fairy world has this kind of spiritual soil.

The Mahayana of the boring tribe got some golden thunder spirit soil from the Xuanling Tianzun dojo, so that they can cultivate the thunder apricot jade immortal fruit tree.

"Tong Daoyou, can the Thunder Xingyu Fairy Fruit really allow Mahayana monks to survive nine or nine thunder disasters?"

Chi Huan asked curiously.

"At least it can increase the chance by 50%. The Thunder Apricot Jade Immortal Fruit is also a sought-after commodity for true immortals. The Mahayana monks of the Cao family in the Qingmu Realm are more likely to survive the ninety-nine thunder disasters. There are similar things. One of our clansmen has taken it The Thunder Apricot Jade Fairy Fruit, coupled with the assistance of other treasures, can easily survive nine or nine thunder calamities and ascend to the fairy world, otherwise we would not have made great efforts to cultivate the Lei Xingyu Fairy Fruit Tree.

Tong Shan showed longing.

"Increase the chance by 50%?"

Chi Huan gasped, her face full of shock.

"Otherwise, why is it called a fairy fruit? For true immortals who practice thunder-attribute exercises, this fruit has the effect of increasing mana. For us Mahayana monks, it can enhance the body's ability to resist thunder disasters. If it is not from Xuanling Tianzun Dojo If you get some golden thunder spirit soil, the thunder apricot jade immortal fruit tree will not be able to grow smoothly at all. If you don't tell the old man earlier, if you take all

The good fortune jade dew has watered the Lei Xingyu fairy fruit tree for me, maybe the fruit has already matured. "

At the end of Tong Shan's speech, displeasure appeared on his face.

"You haven't revealed the existence of this fruit tree to us, and we have paid a heavy price to get some Good Fortune Jade Dew.

Jin Lan explained with a wry smile.

The Yao Clan managed to get some Good Fortune Jade Dew, and it is impossible to hand it all over to the Boring Clan. If the lairs of the Yao Clan and the Ju Clan were not breached, they asked the Boring Clan for support. inside.

"Let's not talk about that, now the top priority is to find the Qiankun bottle, of course, we must also destroy the monks from other worlds, you go to contact the big forces in other interfaces, and ask them to help deal with the Ye family, the stone cocoon family, and the Luo family. The ability to ripen the elixir, I believe they will help."

Tong Shan said in a deep voice.

Jin Lan and Chi Huan nodded and agreed.

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In the middle of Wanlong Continent, there is a vast and boundless grassland.

There was a burst of explosions that resounded through the sky and the earth, and various auras blazed together, and the air waves billowed.

Wang Qingshan fell from a high altitude, his face was pale, and there was some blood on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Yuhuan escaped by driving the Ice Lion, and they were hunted down by the Mahayana of the Mizu clan.

Wang Qingshan beheaded a Mahayana monk, and was wounded by the enemy's spirit insect's soul attack, and his soul was injured.

Before he landed, a big hand with purple light came down from the sky and patted Wang Qingshan.

The big purple hand emitted a pungent smell, and a burst of green smoke rose from the void, which was very corrosive.

Wang Qingshan raised his right hand, and a blue Qingtian sword light swept out, smashing the big purple hand to pieces.

A gust of wind blew by, and a huge purple scorpion emerged out of thin air, with four wings on its back and tail thorns hanging upside down, shining a burst of purple cold light.

The eighth-order spirit insect, the soul-devouring scorpion, masters the attack of the soul.

The Soul-devouring scorpion let out a very strange hissing sound, Wang Qingshan frowned, feeling something heavy hit on the soul.

Taking advantage of this golden opportunity, the Soul-devouring Scorpion opened its **** mouth, spewed out a stream of purple light, and covered Wang Qingshan.

At this moment, a yellow glow descended from the sky, blocking the purple glow. At the same time, the void fluctuated, and a big hand with yellow light appeared out of thin air, and slapped the Soul-devouring Scorpion.

With a muffled sound, the Soul-devouring Scorpion quickly fell towards the ground, and a strong force of gravity was generated on the ground, causing its body to fall rapidly.

Wang Qingshan came back to his senses, opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of blue flame, which turned into a huge blue fire phoenix, and the blue fire phoenix collided with the Soul-devouring scorpion.

A shrill hiss sounded, and a blue flame engulfed the Soul-devouring Scorpion's body.

Countless blue flying swords shot out, piercing through the body of the Soul-devouring scorpion, and the body turned into a palm-sized purple jade. The purple jade shone with aura, and it was a treasure for robbery.

The purple jade shattered, and a ray of purple light lit up in the void thousands of miles away, revealing a graceful girl in a purple skirt, her eyes full of horror.