Black Tortoise God of War

Chapter 261: Cross the robbery

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Ye Xiangyang bowed to the three saints and said, "Greetings, three senior sisters."

Dongli Jingdong chuckled. The current Ye Xiangyang was quiet, elegant and graceful, completely different from the arrogant and domineering man who just held the Life Halberd, stepped on the Golden Fire Lion, and challenged the Saint Ji Wenxuan.

She didn't quite understand how this slightly delicate and sunny boy could be so courageous.

"Hearing is worse than meeting. After meeting you today, I finally understand why Junior Sister Xiang Yixue holds you in such high esteem. It is the first time in our Danding Divine Sect that a Profound General has challenged a Profound Ancestor-level Saint Son. You are setting a precedent."

Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Senior sister, you are joking. It's not that I am reckless. Senior sister, you should understand why Ji Wenxuan lent the Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaves Sword to Shan Quan? He used it to kill me. He is my enemy."

"He still made me kneel down and kowtow to confess my guilt. This is too much bullying and lawless. In his eyes, I am not even as good as an ant. Even if there is no Golden Fire Lion, I will not hand it over to him."

"If what is said is right, the sage cannot deny it; if what is said is wrong, the sage cannot agree with it. If a martial artist does not have an unshakable heart, and does not change his face when the mountains collapse in front of him, does not frown when facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, and does not keep the firm faith in his heart when facing life and death, how can he go against the will of heaven, seize fortune, change fate, ascend to heaven, and jump out of the three realms and not be in the five elements?"

"We are frightened by a mere Xuanzu. How can we face the vast might of heaven, the unpredictable fate, and the test of life and death? We can die, but we cannot lower our noble heads. If we are not afraid of death, why should we be afraid of the oppression of the Holy Son?"

These words were spoken softly, slowly and unhurriedly, and every word was like a pearl, striking the hearts of the three saints. Everyone understands these principles, but who can actually implement them

Without a fearless heart, how can one face the external demons, internal demons, mental demons, and calamity demons on the path of cultivation? How can one face the various natural disasters on the path of cultivation

When Xiang Yixiu heard this, it was as if he was struck by lightning. His weakness just now was also a kind of inner demon. Facing the strength of Xuanzu, even they did not dare to speak up for justice. Even his fellow disciples did not dare to say a fair word. How could he step onto the peak of cultivation without fear

The three saints had all sorts of thoughts churning in their minds, and they all felt like they had been enlightened and inspired.

The three bowed to Ye Xiangyang and said, "Junior brother, your words have cleared the fog in my heart and pointed directly to the heart of martial arts cultivation. Thank you for your teachings."

Ye Xiangyang also felt that his spirit had suddenly risen to a certain level. There was another click in his mind, and the realm of his mental power had broken through, already touching the brink of a catastrophe.

The spiritual cultivation is divided into: inner illumination, night travel, attachment, overcoming calamities, universal illumination, salvation and becoming a god. After today's battle, Ye Xiangyang had just gone through the words of inspiration and accidental discovery. By chance, his Tao heart was stabilized and his mental strength broke through again.

The barrier to cross the tribulation has cracked, and the final push is only a matter of time.

Some fresh blood flowed out of the bone marrow, and this was all authentic Xuanwu blood.

It turns out that after such a long period of practice, absorbing the icy water elements of the Bichao Lake, absorbing the dragon bone relics, absorbing the hornwood, turtle and dragon wood, and entering the level of Xuan Jiang, the bloodline should have a sublimation process.

However, with the competition approaching, the blood evolution has not yet flowed into the blood. Now that his mental strength has been further upgraded, the concentration of the Xuanwu blood has increased further.

Ye Xiangyang quickly sat cross-legged in meditation, unable to utter a word. You know, the barrier of mental power is more difficult to break through than the barrier of profound power. If not, why are there so few people cultivating the spirit in Xuanwu Continent? Opportunities are rare.

Buzz!

Ye Xiangyang's mental power poured outward without any scruples, and the space within a radius of eight or nine feet was filled with the mental power pressure as heavy as a mountain.

The divine art of controlling objects circulated rapidly, and the spiritual power was like a huge whirlpool appearing on the sea. In a space of ten feet, the spiritual power whirled and spun, slowly rising towards the sky.

Xiang Yixue, Dongli Jingdong, and Yu Yurou, the three saints, all felt a huge pressure in their minds like a mountain. They were all well-informed people, and they understood that Ye Xiangyang's mental power must have received an opportunity and was about to break through.

So, the three of them shook their heads jealously, separated, and stood twenty feet away to protect Ye Xiangyang.

The golden fire lion suddenly grew to a size of seventy or eighty feet, and stood twenty feet away, fully alert.

The elders and Dean Lu who returned to their own caves suddenly felt a strong mental power spreading out. As true masters, they immediately understood that this was the rhythm of mental power cultivation to break through the realm.

Who is going to break through

They followed the guidance of the spiritual power and came to the edge of the arena. They saw the three saints guarding in the distance and the golden fire lion watching them covetously. They all smiled bitterly.

How come this monster's mental power has also advanced

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, rolling and drifting towards this side.

Whoosh, it covered half of the sky, like a dark cloud that had poured out thousands of tons of ink, with bright electric snakes winding around.

Ye Xiangyang's spiritual power gradually gathered together. To overcome the tribulation is to temper the spirit. Just like a piece of ordinary iron, only after thousands of hammers can it be forged into a sharp and sharp frost and snow sword.

To survive the tribulation is to temper one's spirit in the midst of thunder. This kind of tempering is extremely dangerous and is one of the three disasters and eight tribulations. If one can survive it, from now on, the path to godhood will be smooth sailing without any obstacles until the final tribulation when one becomes a god.

They cannot pass it. Their mental strength is destroyed by thunder and vanishes into thin air. Most of the spiritual cultivators cannot pass this level. It is even unclear whether there is one person out of a hundred who can pass it.

Dean Lu and the elders spread out over a hundred feet away, controlling the situation so that no one would disturb Ye Xiangyang's advancement. If by any chance someone disturbed Ye Xiangyang, all the efforts would be wasted, and Danding Divine Sect would lose a top genius that only appears once in a thousand years.

Many disciples, before they had walked far, saw Ye Xiangyang sitting cross-legged on the ground with thunderclouds rolling in the sky. Even if they had not seen this before, they had seen this situation in the sect's books.

This is the tribulation of spiritual cultivation. The book says: It is difficult to cross the tribulation, it is difficult to cross the tribulation, your fate is tied by a thread, I advise you not to try. It is talking about the dangerous situation of crossing the tribulation.

These people were jealous, excited, expectant, and gloating. All kinds of emotions were like pigments mixed together in a dyeing factory or fifteen buckets floating up and down in a well. All kinds of feelings came one after another.

Only Ruan Wei, Zichechang and others looked excited. They prayed hard in their hearts, praying that Ye Xiangyang could pass this level quickly.

Ye Xiangyang's mental power gathered smaller and smaller, becoming the size of a person, and moved towards the center of the dark clouds.

His mental strength was trembling, as if he couldn't bear the pressure of thunder. Thunder is the most powerful weapon, and it is the most powerful weapon to slay demons and kill monsters. Therefore, the Five Thunders Law can intimidate demons and evil spirits.

In a sense, the spiritual power that has been cultivated to the point of overcoming tribulations is a kind of evil thing in the world, the legendary goblin.

Ye Xiangyang did not hold back at all. He poured all his mental strength into it and rushed towards Lei Ting at the fastest speed.

Thunder can kill demons. If the mental power is not released, the sword of thunder will chop down at the body. Many people have seen a towering tree being struck by thunder on a rainy night, twisted or even burned beyond recognition. The old people say that there is essence living on it, and that essence is the mental power during the tribulation.

Xuan Jiang's fragile body could be reduced to ashes by a single bolt of thunder.

Without a body, there is no point in practicing martial arts. Your mental strength will naturally turn into nothingness.

Ye Xiangyang also understood that life and death depended on this one move, and his mental power flew towards the dark clouds in the sky.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Xiangyang had entered the dark clouds.

A streak of lightning snake meandered across the sky, tearing apart the dark sky and revealing the clear blue sky. In an instant, rumbling thunder resounded through the sky and through the thousands of ravines of Tianding Mountain.

Thunder was like a sword, crackling, splitting Ye Xiangyang's mental power into two halves. Such a strong mental power sizzled under the burning fire of thunder and lightning.

This is spirit burning!

Ye Xiangyang's mental strength felt as if he was in an endless prison of thunder, which was about to refine him in an instant.

Terror, the real terror in my heart is terror, great terror.

The power of thunder and the sharpness of lightning are extremely hard and masculine, extremely huge and strong, extremely fierce and violent. They can destroy the heaven and earth and kill all things. They are unstoppable.

Ye Xiangyang's separated mental power endured the unbearable destructive lightning and fire, and once again, merged together.

The sword of thunder and lightning once again cut through the sky, and the dark clouds and black mountains were torn apart by this sharp lightning.

Crack, Ye Xiangyang's mental power was once again struck by lightning, and the more ferocious thunder and lightning shocked, burned, tore and destroyed Ye Xiangyang's mental power.

Purgatory, the punishment at this time is purgatory.

A blazing purple electric fire was burning on Ye Xiangyang's mental power, burning and distorting his mental power.

The raindrops were as big as basalt iron coins, falling with a crackling sound. In an instant, the sky and the earth were covered with a vast expanse of water, and heavy rain poured down directly.

Ye Xiangyang's eyes were like lights, with a firm determination that he would not yield to heaven, earth, fate, or anything else. He gently uttered the twenty-eight words of the ancients' teachings: "Thousands of hammers and chisels will dig deep into the mountains, and raging fires will burn as if it were nothing. I am not afraid of being crushed to pieces, as long as I can leave a clear name in the world."

"My heart fights against the heart of heaven, and my heart will never die."

Ye Xiangyang's mental power merged together again.

The three saints, the golden fire lion, Dean Lu, and a dozen elders all stood motionless in the rain.

Their eyes were fixed on the vast and unfathomable sky, on the black clouds as dark as Ink Mountain, on the winding and twisting electric snakes in the sky, and their hearts were twitching.

Thunder refines the soul and is the most dangerous. When the spirit meets thunder, it is like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, or eggs meeting stones, and they melt very quickly.

They all hope that this genius in the sect can get through this calamity. After getting through this calamity, this child can grow into a master and a strong man in Xuanwu Continent even if he is cultivating spirit.

Crack, crack, three flashes of lightning once again split the sky, and people saw that Ye Xiangyang's mental power in the thunder was split into five or six pieces in an instant.

Ye Xiangyang is in danger!