"Your innate emperor poison?" Zhao Fan said in surprise: "The poison has been cured, hasn't it?"
"Yes, yes, it's solved." Bai Lu nodded and said slowly: "But my poison is not an ordinary emperor poison, but an innate emperor poison. As the innate god emperor, I am equivalent to a companion. Objects are actually treasures that can be recycled and used again and again.”
"Then, what's the connection with the mutation of the tribulation layer?" Zhao Fan asked.
It was clear that nine tribulations would lead to invincibility, and he was ready to buy into the realm of quasi-emperor, but in the end, ten tribulations happened!
It's just ten tribulations, at least there are creatures of inner chaos as a reference, but it has entered an even more outrageous eleven tribulations!
The eleven tribulations were not over yet, and only then did I realize that I had to wait until I broke through three digits, and rushed madly to a hundred tribulations before my life essence could reach the level of perfection under the quasi-emperor and become invincible!
crazy! Really crazy!
What's more, whether it is Ten Tribulations or Eleven Tribulations, even if it is the Hundred Tribulations Supreme, for Zhao Fan, it is just a label that makes other monks regard him as an alien!
It's like a fiction, with no practical significance at all!
After all, his pure combat power multiplier is a perfect number of one hundred. No matter how the calamity layer changes, the power derived from himself will remain the same!
If increasing the level of tribulation can increase combat power, even if it is ten thousand tribulations, Zhao Fan will be fascinated by it!
Right now, it's just a waste of time and energy!
Fortunately, there are two cauldrons, one black and one white, from the Xueyue Ruins to make up for the shortcomings of the calamity layer. Otherwise, even if all the calamity beasts in the inner chaos are killed, the combined calamity power will not be able to support Zhao Fan to the hundred calamity supreme!
Even, according to the law that the calamity becomes more terrifying as time goes by, if there really is a natural supreme calamity of that scale, the power of the calamity in the hundredth calamity might be comparable to that of the Great Emperor. With Zhao Fan’s status, he would die in the supreme calamity. It becomes a joke in the middle of the tribulation.
Fortunately, there is no way to survive the seventh calamity.
There is another Xueyue ruins to clear the tribulation layer!
After a while.
Bai Lu said depressingly: "There is a slim possibility of my innate emperor poison. If the target's life level is below the great god, then even if the poison is removed, the life essence of the target will be mutated. The perfect state will change from the normal tenth level to one hundred levels. This is equivalent to the normal system of life improvement mutating..."
"The possibility of this is really slim? Why is it that when you come to me, you are sure to win every one..." Zhao Fan said with tears in his eyes.
"Really!" Bai Lu said emphatically: "After my father deduced that my Innate Emperor Poison had this effect, he asked me to condense a certain amount of Innate Emperor Poison regularly and select the first to ninth level deities from the clan to try it. .”
"How many gods have you tried?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Probably tens of billions."
Bai Lu casually told Zhao Fan an astronomical figure that shocked Zhao Fan!
"Ah? There are so many gods in your clan?" Zhao Fan was amazed, and Bai Lu nodded, saying that the number of gods in her imperial clan was basically around 100 billion.
Immediately, Zhao Fan asked again: "What is the proportion of people with this kind of mutation?"
"From the beginning until I came to your chaos for no reason, I mutated into one."
Bai Lu shook his head and said: "Others, after detoxification, are no different from the original promotion system. And that god, who was accepted as a direct disciple by my father, was wiped out in the ninety-sixth level of the god's calamity. , he was blessed with a lot of treasures at the level of the God-Emperor, and various means of protecting himself and saving his life. However, the power of that God Tribulation was already comparable to my father's ultimate power, and no external means could save him. Yu Di, but its own combat power has stopped standing still after the tenth level, no matter what the level, it is the same."
"..."
Zhao Fan was deeply speechless. Just as he had guessed, such a mutation was meaningless!
In fact, there is no difference between ten calamities and a hundred calamities!
Fortunately, Zhao Fan has the Xueyue Relics that can clear the calamity level. Otherwise, he would never be able to withstand the supreme calamity that is comparable to the Great Emperor's all-out attack!
Cruel, too cruel!
"It's all my fault, I'm sorry..." Bai Lu blamed herself so much that she didn't even dare to look back at Zhao Fan. She said, "Brother Zhao Fan, I don't want those fine wines, okay?"
"Sister Bai Lu, this is wrong. How can I blame you?" Zhao Fan said with emotion: "It was not your intention that I was poisoned by your innate emperor poison. I accidentally sat on you. You were unconscious the whole time. Besides, if you hadn't taken care of these things and detoxified me in time, I would have perished long ago. With the relics of Xueyue, it is only a matter of time before I step into the realm of a hundred calamities and achieve the perfect essence of life."
Bai Lu then turned around and said touchedly: "You are so kind."
Zhao Fan waved his hand, the matter was at this point, there was nothing he could do. Next, he first touched the sect master's order with his mind, and spoke to the people above in the Valley of Five Heads, saying that the meeting might not be over for a while.
Yun Mengwei and Gou Demon felt that it was extremely difficult to improve their life levels, so they did not ask what happened. They responded to Zhao Fan very understandingly and told him to concentrate on improving and that they would wait for him no matter how long it took.
Then, Zhao Fan began his journey to clear the tribulation levels!
Bai Lu also persists in salvaging with her!
The clock is ticking!
Twelve calamities!
Fifteen calamities!
Twenty calamities!
…
Fifty calamities!
…
Ninety calamities! ! !
Unknowingly, Zhao Fan and Bai Lu had stayed in the Xueyue ruins for eleven months!
The higher the calamity level, the longer the effective time it takes to persist in the black cauldron to advance to the next calamity!
Moreover, black mode and white mode are split in half.
During the black mode, Zhao Fan would chat with Bai Lu or study some small methods of the master's inheritance to pass the time.
However, it took a month from the ninetieth to the ninety-first calamity.
The terrifying murderous intent of the black giant cauldron was so intense that Zhao Fan could not describe it!
If it weren't for the white giant cauldron to neutralize and improve the resistance to the terrifying murderous intent, Zhao Fan alone might not be able to compete with the terrifying murderous intent of ten calamities!
Ninety-two calamities!
Ninety-three tribulations...
Zhao Fan's calamity level was slowly rising, and in a blink of an eye, it was already Zhao Fan's third year at the Xueyue Ruins!
Now, his calamity level has entered the realm of ninety-nine calamities!
We are sprinting towards the 100th calamity where the essence of life can reach perfection under the quasi-emperor!
For the mutated Zhao Fan, if he lacks even one calamity, it is a calamity layer defect, and he will not be invincible and will have no hope of becoming a quasi-emperor! ! !
"It is estimated that this last calamity will take one year!" Zhao Fan was fished out by Bai Lu. After quickly regaining consciousness, he calculated based on the changes in his calamity level.
It is worth mentioning that the more times he comes to the white giant cauldron and the black giant cauldron in turn, the shorter the time for him to regain consciousness!
The effective time of one day in the black cauldron is longer than the first month!
"As long as I step into a hundred calamities, I will become invincible and truly the strongest invincible!"
Zhao Fan took a breath and raised the tribulation level again...
As for the four girls Yunmeng Kui and Demon Gou in the Valley of Five Heads, after waiting for half a month, they each retreated in the imperial palace, either practicing or meditating, without even urging Zhao Fan. .
fourth year.
Zhao Fan has lost count of how many times he has entered and been fished out of the black giant pot and the white giant pot!
And the level of life has reached the peak of the ninety-ninth calamity for more than two months!
On the surface, it looks like there is only a slight difference, but in fact it is a thousand miles away. It is more impressive than the distance from one calamity to fifty calamities, or even much more!
"Phew! I'll just repeat it a hundred times and I'll be able to enter a hundred tribulations!"
Zhao Fan looked sideways at Bai Lu and said with a smile: "Probably, wait for two more days."
After Bai Lu heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was not relaxing because this boring day was about to end, but she was happy because Zhao Fan was about to get rid of the natural chasm caused by mutation!
Another day and a half passed.
Zhao Fan stood quietly in the black giant pot.
Suddenly, the endless terrifying murderous intent seemed to reach its limit and dissipated without a trace in an instant like an ebbing tide!
Zhao Fan's eyes flashed with excitement. At this moment, he felt very clearly that his life level had finally broken through the seemingly unshakable barrier in the past and entered a hundred tribulations!
And the level of life is sublimated accordingly, becoming invincible in one step!
Zhao Fan raised his head, smiled and looked at Bai Lu, who was intently preparing to salvage at any time, and said: "A hundred calamities... accomplished!!!"
