The storm is slowing down, and everyone is worried.
Seeing that the Phantom Storm was gradually calming down, not only did everyone not feel much joy, but they all felt worried and "reluctant to give up".
At this time, Xueyi, Bingmu, Jin Lianzhi and others were all surprised. Being trapped in the Phantom Storm this time not only allowed them to temporarily escape Qianyou's pursuit, but they also benefited a lot from it.
Their eyes were focused on Bing Yan, and everyone was worried.
"Father......"
Bingxu'er looked at Bingchen and stopped talking.
Bing Chen raised his head, looked at Bing Xu'er, smiled softly and said, "Are you ready to continue going up?"
Bingxu'er nodded and was about to say something when he heard Bingchen continue: "Come on, it doesn't matter."
Bingxu'er smiled lightly, nodded slightly to Bingchen, and then mobilized his strength to move upwards with the formation again.
No longer as relaxed as before, Bingxu'er was clearly nervous at all times.
The mind is highly concentrated, almost all converging towards the black hole in the void at the top. Xiu's eyebrows were furrowed, with a nervous look on his face.
Not only Bingxu'er, but everyone else except Bingmou who was in complete retreat at this time.
"Are you really planning to go take a look at the black hole in the void?" Xueyi asked in a voice.
Bingchen pondered for a while, then said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
There was no clear answer, and it was the same sentence as before. After hearing this, Xueyi's eyes immediately showed annoyance.
"You have to think clearly, there are unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes. Now you are not just a person, but the master responsible for the lives and deaths of tens of millions!" Xueyi said in a deep voice.
Bingchen was startled.
Although the word "dominance" is a bit heavy, it is these two words that go straight into the depths of Bing Chen's heart.
"Isn't it? From a certain perspective, I am now the master of tens of millions of people!" Bing Chen said in his heart.
Seeing the slight change in Bingchen's expression, Xueyi struck while the iron was hot and said again: "Even if you don't care about the safety of tens of millions of people, you should think about them. You Meng can only exist in the world if they are attached to you. Those other few of yours These wives, Bing Mou and Yun Yao, are all by your side, so you have the heart to let them take risks with you, or even die with you in an unknown place?"
Bingchen frowned.
In fact, he had already considered this kind of thing, but the mention of Menstrual Blood Yi at this time immediately made the hesitation, suppressed worry and slight fear in his heart faintly gain the upper hand.
Seeing Bingchen frowning and remaining silent, Xueyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes! But after a moment, Xueyi almost cursed Bingchen.
"I have my own sense of propriety. If you believe me, senior, don't worry." Bing Chen said through his voice after being silent for a while.
Xueyi's anger immediately attracted the attention of several people around her. They immediately looked at her, only to see her looking at Bing Chen coldly, with obvious anger in her eyes.
Qi Yao smiled meaningfully, Yue Yao and Qing Yun looked at each other with helpless expressions in their eyes. Jin Lianzhi's originally cold and faint eyes also showed some inexplicable expressions.
It was only ten miles, but it took Bingxu'er nearly two hours to finish. The speed was much slower than before.
Looking up at the black hole in the void, Bingxu'er's excited expression was no longer replaced by a serious look.
He subconsciously looked at Bing Chen, wanting him to help him make a decision. However, after Bingchen nodded slightly, he no longer paid attention to his eyes.
Pouting her little mouth, Bingxu'er glanced at Bingchen resentfully again, then looked towards where Bingmu was.
Five days passed nervously!
Bingxu'er took advantage of the favorable location here and took advantage of the fact that the storm had not completely disappeared to frantically refine the original power.
Rich spiritual power, special power mixed with a faint aura of chaos, is constantly pouring into Bing Mu's body. For five days, there was no moment for Bing Mu to relax, which made her look haggard and exhausted physically and mentally.
However, in this way, the gains are quite obvious.
Needless to say, the momentum of the physical body has been rising steadily, and it is even at the peak of the initial stage of the Gangshen, just one step away. In addition, his cultivation fluctuated and he actually moved forward again.
Although exhausted, the excitement in Bing Miao's eyes could not be suppressed. He looked at Bing Chen and said in an excited tone: "Husband, I feel that I have reached the point where I can condense my godhead."
Hearing this, several people around Xueyi all had shocked expressions on their faces.
Especially Xueyi, subconsciously said in his heart: "Impossible!"
How long has Bing Mou been practicing Taoism? Only two or three hundred years! I have been cultivating Taoism for four to five hundred years, and I have not yet felt the slightest opportunity to condense my divine personality. Not only herself, but throughout the past thousands of years, how many people under the age of five or six hundred who have reached the peak of Dao Tribulation have felt that opportunity?
Although it is only a false god and an incomplete godhead, it is still a godhead! In this era where one cannot become a god, he is the pinnacle of existence!
Thinking of this, Xueyi looked at Bingchen subconsciously, and immediately recalled what Bingchen said to her before: "If you had met me earlier, you would be one of the strongest in the world now." Or, those false gods can only behave with their tail between their legs in front of you."
Xueyi had previously scoffed at these words. Although Bing Chen is against the sky, he himself is only in the realm of true essence after all, and he even boasts that he will train himself to be one of the best in the world.
However, at this moment, Bing Mou's example was actually before her eyes, and Xueyi had no choice but to believe in him.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xueyi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, feeling a little strange in his heart.
...
"Oh, not bad, it's pretty fast." Bing Chen said to Bing Miao with a smile.
Bing Mu pursed her lips and smiled, and asked: "What do you mean, husband? Do you agree with me to condense my divine power now, or do you want to slow down for the time being?"
Bing Chen pondered for a while, then said: "The opportunity is rare, you can try it first to gain insights, but you don't have to really condense the godhead into shape."
Bing Mu nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I will obey my husband's words."
After casting a different look at Bing Chen again, Bing Mu closed his eyes again and continued to practice.
Hearing the conversation between Bing Mou and Bing Chen, and seeing their flirtatious looks, Xueyi felt...contempt in his heart. In fact, it wasn't quite true to say she was contemptuous. Anyway, she felt a little unhappy, and she didn't understand it.
Another two days have passed!
While everyone was waiting anxiously and nervously, the ice eyes suddenly fluctuated abnormally.
First of all, his physical momentum suddenly exploded to the extreme, and then he broke through a certain shackle and reached another level.
While everyone was excited about it, just a few breaths later, a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception spread from the ice eyes to all directions.
"This is!"
Xueyi was immediately shocked.
She had seen this kind of artistic conception before. A hundred years ago, when an ancestor of the Blood Soul Sect condensed his godhead.
"So fast!" Xueyi said in surprise.
It only took two days from the moment Bing Miao sensed the opportunity to the time he actually started to condense his godhead!
Thinking of this, Xueyi unconsciously compared his ice eyes with Lan Youmeng.
"Hmph!" Xueyi snorted in his heart and muttered to himself a little sourly: "If it were Youmeng, he would definitely..."
Before he finished speaking, Xueyi stopped and sighed secretly.
An aura that makes people want to bow their heads and worship emerged from Bingyan's body. The feeling is mysterious and profound, like the pressure of a superior person on a inferior person, and also like the natural awe of all living beings towards immortals and gods.
Xue Yi and Jin Lianzhi were not greatly affected, but Yue Yao and Qing Yun frowned slightly.
"Feel it carefully, the divine pressure of Mu'er is not bad. If we were in a world where Taoism was complete, it would not be a problem for Mu'er to condense the Tao-level godhead this time." Bingchen said.
When he said this, Bingchen glanced at Xueyi subconsciously. But he could clearly feel that Xueyi was showing a bit of jealousy and displeasure.
Seeing Bing Chen looking at him, Xueyi quickly turned his head to the side, feeling a little annoyed and guilty.
But Bingchen smiled at Xueyi, then moved his eyes away, looked in the direction of Yueyao and Qingyun, and continued: "To adapt to this kind of pressure, we may face a lot of battles in the future. "
Hearing this, Yueyao and Qingyun looked solemn and praised Bingchen Fushen.
...
As the storm calms down, strange phenomena appear in the sky.
Two days after his ice eyes focused on his divine nature, he suddenly had a strange vision.
Bing Chen and the others looked up and saw faint bloody lights emerging from nowhere around the black hole in the void.
It's poignant and beautiful, but also terrifying.
"That is!"
Bingchen and others were shocked at the same time.
Looking at the bloody light, Bingchen, Qi Yao, and Xueyi all felt that it was vaguely familiar, and it seemed to be related to the Blood Soul Skill.
"No way!"
Bingchen whispered subconsciously, and a conjecture came into his mind that made him feel ridiculous.
But after a moment, the blood light converged towards the black hole in the void. Wherever it passed, all the spatial cracks around the black hole in the void disappeared.
In just a few breaths, all the blood light gathered around the black hole in the void.
Visible to the naked eye, the black hole in the void is shrinking!
Seeing this situation, Bingxu'er immediately looked anxious. Subconsciously looking down, after sweeping the ice dust, his eyes were fixed on Bing Mu, who was still practicing.
After hesitating for a while, Bingxu'er sighed softly. Looking at the black hole in the void again, Bingxu'er's eyes showed regret. But after a while, he quickly abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart and took advantage of this last moment to swallow up the original power.
The black hole in the void gradually shrank, and in just two or three minutes, it disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the storm suddenly stopped.
In an instant, the sky was in chaos again.
The sea water all over the sky fell together. It was said to be a heavy rain, but it was less than one ten thousandth of it. If a river falls with a waterfall, the scene is once spectacular and terrifying.
Seeing this, Bing Chen called out to Bing Xu'er, and the true energy and soul power immediately wrapped everyone in it. The next moment, they all disappeared, leaving only a Kunyu Pearl that emitted a faint light and fell downwards.
After half a day, a blood-colored light barrier emerged from the Phantom Sea.
Looking around, the sea level has become calm, and even fluctuations are difficult to see. The psychedelic fog that originally covered the sea has completely disappeared, and the distant places are clearly visible.
When Bing Chen saw this, he couldn't help laughing.
A feeling of clearing away the clouds and seeing the blue sky, and at the same time a kind of excitement of escaping from death and seeing the sun again, instantly occupied Bing Chen's heart.
Yes!
After he laughed for less than two breaths, his expression froze for an instant, his laughter suddenly stopped, and then he had an ugly look on his face.
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