Ji Wushuang absorbed all the two groups of pill-forming materials bit by bit.
As the spiritual power continued to be absorbed, the two golden elixirs and elixirs in his dantian gradually grew larger.
The fire and thunder patterns on the pill are more solid, showing that it contains powerful energy.
The lightning and flames outside the two golden elixirs became more and more intense.
Just when all the boundary-breaking materials were absorbed, the two golden elixirs were completely condensed.
Wu Mingxue and Wu Mingxue looked at Ji Wushuang nervously when all the two groups of pill-forming materials were exhausted.
His skin became whiter, as if all the turbidity had been expelled from his body, replaced by infinite strength and a feeling of freshness.
Zhu Shiliu looked up to the sky and said in surprise: "Sister Wu, look, why is this calamity cloud so big? It doesn't look like the calamity clouds that should exist in the Golden Elixir stage."
Wu Mingxue also looked at the calamity clouds in the sky, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Indeed, the intensity of this calamity cloud is stronger than when I gave birth to a baby.
Ji Wushuang was about to get up.
Suddenly, in his sea of consciousness, a burst of boundless darkness struck!
What the hell?
Another inner demon tribulation?
Why come here! ?
Can there be something new?
Ji Wushuang frowned slightly. Is it because of his sword and body skills?
I want to see if there is anything else going on in this second inner demon tribulation?
After a moment, countless threads lit up in the boundless darkness, slowly lighting up the sea of consciousness.
For a moment, Ji Wushuang felt his consciousness change, the world suddenly lit up, and he felt that he was sitting under an ancient tree on the top of a mountain.
The mountain breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and a bell rang not far away.
Wait, why is it different from before?
Besides Gu Qinghan, does he have other inner demons?
During the perception, the silk threads that originally lit up in the sea of consciousness twisted and danced, shuttled and moved, sometimes gathering, turning into cloud patterns when condensing, sometimes scattering, and finally falling towards the stone table in front of them.
Are these threads the moiré patterns on Gu Qinghan's fiery red lotus birthmark?
Could it be that she is still connected to her own inner demons?
The black silk thread slowly solidified, and then turned into a Go board on the stone table.
checkerboard?
Inner demon calamity?
That's it?
A kind and gentle voice sounded from the opposite side: "Donor Ji, you hold the black man, go first!"
Then his own voice rang out: "Zen Master, you traveled thousands of miles to save me. Is it really just to have a chat with the brat?"
"Naturally! Please!"
Ji Wushuang tried his best to look at the person sitting opposite him, and saw that he was a senior monk wearing cassocks. Ji Wushuang looked at his face intently, but there seemed to be a thick layer of fog in the middle, and he could not see it. Can't see the other person's face clearly.
"Master, I said before that you rushed to rescue me at the right time because you were entrusted by someone. May I ask, who was entrusted by you?"
"This man is my benefactor. He once explicitly told the poor monk not to tell you who he is? He said that you would know it later."
"Oh? I checked and found out that the master's lay family is from the Tang Dynasty city-state. Could it be that that person is from the Tang Dynasty city-state?"
"No! There's no need to ask more about who this person is as a benefactor. Please let me know!"
The self in the fantasy world knew that it was useless to ask any more questions, so he had no choice but to reach out to the chess box.
The master on the opposite side stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Wait a minute, a chess piece fell down when we collected the chess pieces last time. How about using this one?"
He handed over a black stone, "himself" took it in his hand and looked it over, without any further hesitation, he picked it up and dropped it on the chessboard.
After the chess piece fell, Ji Wushuang was dumbfounded as to why he had dropped the chess piece in the "Tian Yuan" position.
Why am I also good at playing Go? How could "I" be so stupid as to move the chess pieces to Tianyuan?
In the illusion, "I" seemed to be dumbfounded, staring blankly at the back of my right hand.
It seems like there's something on the back of your hand?
The monk laughed and said: "Donor Ji, the game of Go is about golden horns, silver edges, grass belly, you are playing in Tianyuan, but you want to let the next one play?"
The sound gradually faded away, and the last word "one hand" could no longer be heard clearly.
Immediately after returning to consciousness, Ji Wushuang woke up from the inner demon.
What is going on with this inner demon of my own?
Is it this difficult?
How come it seems like someone is sending information to me through this method?
Ji Wushuang knew that now was not the time to consider this. He slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed through his eyes.
After breaking through the realm, I only felt that a stream of power was like a spiritual spring, continuously pouring out from the two golden elixirs.
Ji Wushuang felt that his power had reached a new peak. After forming the pill, not only his life span was extended
What's more important is that the spiritual power in Dantian becomes more pure.
Standing up straight, at this moment, there was thunder in the sky.
Zhu Shiliu's voice came from behind: "Little leader, this calamity cloud is too big, the thunder calamity is about to fall, be careful."
Thunder disaster?
Just pediatrics.
Ji Wushuang looked up and saw that the calamity cloud above her head was indeed huge, ten times larger than when she was building the foundation and opening the meridians.
Moreover, the tribulation thunder accumulated in it also exerted huge pressure.
Sure enough, his inner demons spent some time, and at this time, the thunder calamity had been accumulated and was about to fall.
"boom!"
A thick tribulation thunder struck down. Ji Wushuang looked at his own panel and saw that his blood volume had more than doubled, so he had to hide himself and try the quality of this tribulation thunder.
Ji Wushuang did not dodge or evade, nor did she use her flying sword to resist, but directly resisted with her physical body.
"Hide quickly!" Zhu Shiliu shouted from behind.
Then there was a scene that made Zhu Shiliu unbelievable.
Ji Wushuang directly resisted the first thunderbolt, but only lost one-eighth of his health.
Ji Wushuang was seen rising into the air, heading towards the second thunderbolt that fell.
"boom!"
The fists and thunder collided, and the thunder was scattered in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the third one fell.
The fourth way...
The eighth calamity thunder that fell in succession was shattered by Ji Wushuang.
Eight consecutive tribulation thunders?
Not finished yet?
Zhu Shiliu's eyes widened and she said in disbelief:
"Sister Wu, the realm-breaking elixir should be two tribulation thunders. Why is the little alliance leader's tribulation thunder so many? It has been split eight times and it's not over yet?"
Wu Mingxue is also very confused. Is it because Ji Wushuang has practiced both body and law?
If a first-grade golden elixir and a first-grade forged bone break through the realm at the same time, will there be such a calamity cloud that is even more powerful than when I was born with the Heavenly Dao?
This is too unbelievable.
The ninth tribulation thunder took a long time to accumulate, and there was a slight gap.
Ji Wushuang fell back to the top of the peak, stood up to the sky, and waited quietly. At this time, he passed through the eight tribulation thunder tempering bodies, and his various attributes were improved again.
No matter how powerful the ninth thunderbolt was, he was not afraid at all.
"boom!"
The ninth path fell.
Ji Wushuang raised his arms to the sky, and his hands turned into flames.
Tear apart the heaven and earth, open it for me!
Hiss!
This ninth thunderbolt, which was more powerful than before, was torn apart by Ji Wushuang.
Wu Mingxue and Zhu Shiliu made everyone look stupid.
This... Ji Wushuang's physical strength is too terrifying, isn't it? He actually tore apart the thunder with his hands?
