“The first step in a dream disciple’s practice is to awaken your true self, and then do this in every dream you have!”
"The second step is to try to control the dream!"
Fang Yuan strolled forward, with clouds of joy rolling around him. Dragons and tigers met, and suddenly another golden elixir was born.
This golden elixir is round and lumpy, shining brightly, with a hint of golden immortality. As soon as it appears, the heaven and earth are immediately affected. The vitality forms a small funnel, the auspicious energy turns into Ganoderma lucidum, and many auspicious signs emerge one by one.
"This is… "
When Qingyun Sect Leader saw this scene, he almost pulled off his beard: "Formulating pills?"
Every Qingyun Sect disciple is naturally familiar with this strange phenomenon of pill formation.
But what they couldn't figure out was that this evil demon who had killed several ancestors of the gods had not even reached the golden elixir stage!
"The sky is full of flowers, and the ground is filled with golden lotuses! The dragon and tiger meet, the yin and yang complement each other... Look at this momentum, it is a first-class elixir! A first-class golden elixir formed with the dragon and tiger gangsha?"
An old Taoist with a white beard next to him looked at this celestial phenomenon, his mouth wide open, almost dislocated: "The Dragon and Tiger Gangsha ranks at the bottom of the Tiangang Earthsha list, but he can actually form a first-grade golden elixir? And... where is the Thunder Tribulation?"
There are many Qingyun Sect disciples who are equally confused as him.
They looked up and saw that as the vision dissipated, the sky was once again clear and unobstructed, and they suddenly felt like it was messy in the wind.
Every step forward for a cultivator will be accompanied by disaster.
Especially when you advance to the golden elixir stage, you will feel the malice of this world for the first time - thunder tribulation!
Even the lowest level of the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation is enough to torture the fake alchemy monks to the point of death. Unless they have the help of magic weapons, Taoist friends, formations, and even sects, the survival rate is almost 1 out of 10.
But now, what do they see
A demon condensed the golden elixir in front of the Qingyun Sect, but the whole world turned a blind eye, not even a dark cloud was seen.
"How little does Heaven treat me, and how kind is it to Him?"
Sect Master Qingyun watched the strange phenomenon of pill formation slowly dissipate, and sighed, with a somewhat desolate expression on his face. He stared at Fang Yuan: "This demon has great power, it must be closely related, maybe it is connected to the great catastrophe of heaven and earth..."
This situation really shocked his heart, and even his concept of whether human beings were the primates of all things was shaken.
"That's all the golden elixir of the Great Dao!"
Fang Yuan felt nothing, as if he just stopped and was stunned. After being stunned, he continued to the edge of the Qinglong Immortal Formation.
"Ho ho ho!"
The Qinglong Formation Spirit looked at Fang Yuan, and suddenly let out a long roar, and swept across with its huge body.
It was huge, as big as a mountain, and its body corresponded to the earth's energy. With one move of the dragon's tail, almost the entire Qingyun Holy Mountain was pressing towards Fang Yuan.
Even if the old monster is in the Tribulation Stage, facing this spiritual attack, he must concentrate on it and not dare to be negligent in the slightest.
But Fang Yuan yawned and slowly stretched out his right hand.
Boom boom!
His right palm was ordinary, looking like an ordinary flesh and blood body. Compared with the Qinglong Formation Spirit, it was like a mantis' arm acting as a cart.
But the next moment, among the horrified looks of many Qingyun Sect disciples, this palm actually took all such a monstrous offensive.
"As far as reality is concerned, no matter how great the illusion is, it is just an illusion after all..."
Fang Yuan sighed inwardly, grabbed a ball of cloud dragon mist with his right hand, and pulled it sharply.
Click! Click!
The sound of the bowstring being stretched to its limit and then suddenly breaking was heard.
The cyan cloud dragon let out a long roar of extreme unwillingness, but its body involuntarily moved closer and closer, and continued to condense, and was caught in Fang Yuan's hand.
At the same time, the spiritual energy of the entire Qingyun Holy Mountain was slipping rapidly.
"He...he is actually refining the dragon spirit?"
The leader of the Qingyun Sect was extremely surprised. Feeling the decline of the entire Qingyun Holy Mountain, his eyes became blood red: "We can't let him break the foundation of our sect, kill him!"
A fiery red sword suddenly appeared and flew towards Fang Yuan.
At the same time, the elders, deacons, and disciples of the Qingyun Sect also issued various magic weapons, from flying swords and flying knives, axes and hooks, to pagodas, shields, and chariots and pillars... all kinds of strange things, and even more. It almost fills the entire sky.
Facing this torrent of magic weapons, Fang Yuan didn't even blink.
The next moment, his whole body was submerged by the torrent, making a sound like rain hitting plantains.
Click!
Master Qingyun's magic weapon is the strongest in the entire sect. It is made of Nine Heavens Black Iron mixed with Ten Thousand Years of Black Ice, and is tempered with Heavenly Fire for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It is indestructible and has endless magical uses.
But at this moment, when it hit Fang Yuan, it broke with a click!
The treasure of life and death was damaged, Qingyun Sect Master's face turned red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood: "Impossible... Could this demonic body have been sanctified?"
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Just as Qingyun Sect Master was vomiting blood, more and more magic weapons were thrown down, crushing Fang Yuan's body.
This is true even for the treasures of the sect masters that are close to immortal weapons. The magic weapons of other immortal cultivators are naturally even more insignificant. If you are quick to see the opportunity, you can take it back. Otherwise, like the master of Qingyun, your life magic weapon will be destroyed and you will vomit blood.
"hehe… "
Fang Yuan chuckled, blinked, and immediately pinched off the two Emei thorns.
Since his body at this time is the largest "reality" in the world, even if all the artifacts are gathered together, they cannot break through his skin defense, let alone any critical claim.
Even the entire Qingyun Sect's torrent of magic weapons did not slow down the movements of his hands at all!
"Ho ho ho!"
As Fang Yuan's hands kept pulling, the Green Dragon Giant Spirit roared repeatedly, but in the end it fell into Fang Yuan's palm unwillingly and was kneaded into a ball like a green noodle.
The last link was disconnected, and the entire Qingyun Holy Mountain slowly dissipated and turned into an ordinary mortal mountain under the eyes of the Qingyun Sect Master as if he were mourning for his concubine.
"stop!"
Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the entire venue, carrying an astonishing spiritual will that even made those low-level cultivators kneel down unconsciously.
Woohoo!
The originally cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder snakes danced wildly. It seemed that nine days of thunder would fall in the next moment!
In such a terrifying atmosphere, a figure slowly emerged from the sky, a pair of eyes flashing, and it locked onto Fang Yuan instantly.
And with his appearance, the thunder in the sky became violent several times.
"Unworthy disciple Qingyun has met the ancestor!"
When the leader of the Qingyun Sect saw this man, his face immediately showed excitement, and he led other disciples to pay homage.
"It's the sleeping Patriarch of Tribulation in the Patriarch Hall!"
Qingyun's disciples exclaimed one after another with ecstasy.
Yes, so what if the demon is powerful
Their Tribulation-Transcending Patriarch is the pinnacle of power in the world!
"Evil?"
The old monster from the Qingyun Sect Dujie stared at Fang Yuan and suddenly shook his head: "It's strange... I can't feel the slightest trace of demonic energy in you, and even my spiritual mind tells me that you are an ordinary person!"
"Then what do you think?"
Fang Yuan played with the Qinglong noodles in his hand, half-smiling.
The old monster crossing the tribulation twitched his eyelids.
It is naturally impossible for ordinary people to force Qingyun Sect to such an extent, let alone extract all the top spiritual energy and play with it in the palm of their hands!
"I don't want to dwell on what was right or wrong before. I just want to ask, are you willing to give up?"
The old monster who was crossing the tribulation looked at the dark clouds on the horizon and said in a serious tone: "Should you and I fight to the death and bear these ninety-nine wind, fire and thunder tribulations together?"
No matter what the target is, the calamity in the Tribulation Period will only continue to affect it.
In the past, the old monsters of the Qingyun Sect who had overcome the tribulation thought that they would not be able to withstand the next thunder tribulation, so they all used secret methods to fake death, cover up their auras, and hide in the Patriarch Hall to survive.
If one comes out at this time, there will immediately be a sign of thunder and disaster!
This is terrible!
After all, even if the enemy defeats a cultivator in the transitional tribulation stage, he is absolutely unwilling to be involved in the thunder tribulation, allowing the thunder tribulation to sense the strength below and increase its power.
Especially for the hundred-year thunder tribulation during the Tribulation Period, it has long been recognized in the world of immortality. If another old monster is accidentally involved in the Tribulation Tribulation, then ten or ten of the two people will be destroyed physically and spiritually, and their body and mind will disappear!
After all, the rule of Thunder Tribulation is that the stronger the confrontation, the greater the power!
"reconciliation?"
Fang Yuan laughed and shook his head: "When you, a group of immortal cultivators, used to enslave hundreds of nations, do whatever you want, press for sacrifices, and take life and death, did you ever think of giving ordinary mortals a way to survive?"
"Of course, justice is just an excuse. The most important thing is... I want to try the so-called thunder that transcends tribulation!"
The old monster Dujie, who was still listening to Fang Yuan's words seriously, almost vomited blood. He touched his ears in disbelief and looked at Fang Yuan again: "You... what did you say?"
"I said... I want to try the taste of thunder tribulation, and I also ask fellow Taoists to give me some advice!"
Fang Yuan laughed loudly, Dunguang stepped forward, waved his hand, and the green noodles shook out, turning into a dragon head that roared proudly for nine days, opened its dragon's kiss and roared.
Boom!
The shock wave swept through, and most of the Qingyun Sect immediately turned into ruins, and many disciples suffered heavy casualties.
"Evil... I will fight you!"
The old monster crossing the tribulation's eyes were about to burst. He could no longer hide himself. A seal on his body exploded and he rushed towards Fang Yuan.
While advancing, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly thickened, the sky wind and sky fire continued to fall, and purple thunder eyes appeared, looking down on all living beings with incomparable indifference.
Xingtian Eye!
This is caused by the annihilation thunder of the Nine-Nine Tribulations. Even if the old monster of the Tribulation Tribulation is hit by one, it will be seriously injured!
But at this time, blah!
In an instant, dozens of Thunder Tribulation Eyes fell down, sealing the void, making even Nascent Soul unable to teleport.
"Die!"
The old monster who was crossing the tribulation was swung by the giant blue dragon, and he flew backwards. He was hit by another Xingtian Eye thunder, and half of his body was broken, but a cheerful smile appeared on his face.
Bah!
Another Xing Tian Eye fell, and the green dragon spirit let out a mournful cry, and was annihilated for less than half of it, and fell back into Fang Yuan's palm.
"Oh? Is this the Nine-Nine Wind, Fire and Thunder Tribulation?"
Fang Yuan looked at the three Xing Tian Eyes that were attacking him, as well as the sky wind and sky fire that had long been raging in his body, with a smile on his face.