Hearing Fang Yu's words, everyone present was completely relieved.
When others say this sentence, they may not believe it.
But speaking from Fang Yu's mouth, the meaning is different.
This huge mountain of foreign race has been pressing on each of them for nearly two years.
Before Fang Yu returned, they had nothing but despair.
Even if it is only the king-level alien creatures of the ancient clan, they can already crush them.
It wasn't until Fang Yu returned and killed a large number of alien races that the sense of despair gradually dissipated.
But with the passage of time, the existence behind the alien races is also constantly emerging, and one is stronger than the other.
To those ancient gods that appeared in the back, Shenhai the Great, and even the will of the holy courtyard...
Without Fang Yu's presence, it would be easy to destroy the Murder Race.
But Fang Yu did it and wiped out all these existences!
To this day, this great mountain of foreign race... was finally crushed!
The shadow that had been in their hearts for a long time disappeared.
From now on, the scorching summer and the whole world will finally be able to restore the peace of the past, no longer have to worry about it.
"Brother Fang, thank you for your shot..."
Huaixu took the lead and stood up, then knelt down facing Fang Yu.
The others at the scene looked at each other and knelt down together.
"It's alright." Fang Yu thought, released a breath, held everyone around him, and said lightly, "Maybe you think I am great, or you think I am a so-called hero."
"But I tell you honestly, I kill foreign races... in fact, it's just to protect every vegetable garden, medicine garden, and even every green vegetable in this mansion from damage..."
"I really don't think so much, you don't have to thank me."
"Boss, no matter what you think, you have saved countless people in the world..." Su Changge's eyes were slightly red, and said, "Your feat is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, no matter how many years later you should be People remember!"
"I don't want to be remembered." Fang Yu waved his hand and said.
"Fuck, these alien races have finally been cleaned up, and there is no need to see these disgusting creatures again." Yuan Sanquan also had red eyes and cursed up to the sky, "These shit aliens, how many of us have killed us!"
At this time, he seemed to think of many monks who had died tragically in the hands of alien creatures, and couldn't help tears in his eyes.
The other monks present were all infected, their eyes were red, and tears flickered.
They all remembered the tragic death of some of their brothers and disciples from the same sect when the alien race just started to invade.
In the face of absolute power, life is really a fragile thing.
Many people who think that the days to come will be long, just stay in yesterday, stop abruptly, and never come back.
Fang Yu looked at the tearful monks in front of him, and couldn't help but recall the original Tiandaomen.
Those disciples who died tragically under the hands of Ziyan Palace were also unable to return.
"Yu, I am here." Leng Xunshuang seemed to notice the change in Fang Yu's mood, immediately lowered his head, and spoke softly in Fang Yu's ear.
Fang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Leng Xunshuang.
Up to now, he feels a little unreal.
Leng Xunshuang, who died in order to protect the Tiandaomen, now stands in front of him like this.
"Don't think too much, you have done a good job, no one will blame you." Leng Xunshuang said in a low voice, rubbing Fang Yu's ears with his hands.
Standing at the back, Su Lengyun looked at Leng Xunshuang, who was intimate with Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes flickering.
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In the evening, most people in the Tiandao League left, only Huaixu, Su Changge and Bai Ran stayed behind.
"Brother Fang, your next goal... should be to fly through the robbery and leave here." Huaixu said.
Hearing these words, everyone present looked at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu took a sip of tea calmly, and said, "I don't know how to ascend yet."
Crossing the robbery soaring, placed in the old world of cultivating immortals, is a matter of course, no need to deliberately.
As long as the realm reaches the peak of the Tribulation Period, and the strength exceeds the level allowed by the plane, there will be Thunder Tribulation descending.
Thunder Tribulation is like a test, a test of the monks' abilities.
If you can't survive the thunder tribulation, your body and spirit will be wiped out, and your entire life's cultivation will be wiped out.
If you successfully overcome the thunder tribulation, it means that your strength has reached the requirements for ascension, and you will immediately leave the earth and ascend the immortal realm, which is the so-called upper plane.
Since ancient times, this process has not changed.
Until the spiritual energy is thin and the gate of becoming immortal is closed, no one will be able to attract Thunder Tribulation, let alone ascend.
Although the aura has recovered now, the fairy gate has not opened yet.
At least so far, no cultivator who crossed the peak of the Tribulation Period has attracted the Thunder Tribulation... Of course, the 100,000 thunderstorms caused by Fang Yu's battle with the law of the plane have to be removed.
"Boss, what you said... it's really not right." Su Changge frowned, "With your strength, you should have crossed the catastrophe and soared, why didn't the thunder catastrophe come?"
"I'm a special case, and I can't use me as an example." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked towards Huaixu, and said, "Since the spiritual energy is now resurrected, if you want to know whether the fairy gate has opened... you have to let the peak of the normal tribulation period The monk will be an example."
"Huai Xu, you should be close to the peak of the Tribulation Period, right?"
"...Yes, it's still close to the door, and I've never been able to break through the last bottleneck." Huaixu said solemnly.
"You have to work hard to reach the peak of the Tribulation Period," Fang Yu said.
"I will try my best." Huaixu replied.
"Boss, I feel that I also have a chance. I am now at the peak of the fit period." Su Changge said.
"No problem, if the immortal gate opens, you should practice for another 30 to 50 years, and you should be able to ascend into an immortal steadily." Fang Yu nodded.
"Thirty to fifty years..." Su Changge was stunned.
"The rapid breakthrough in the previous realm was due to the illusion caused by the improvement of the quality and quantity of spiritual energy. Therefore, even if all the cultivators have a rapid improvement in cultivation, this improvement is relatively imaginary. It is puffy and the foundation is very unstable." Bai Ran opened the mouth and said, "The higher the level, the higher the requirements for the foundation."
"Therefore, you now feel that it is easy to break through the realm, and the speed is very fast. But if you continue to go up... the speed will suddenly drop a lot."
"Brother Fang said that for thirty to fifty years, he has been very optimistic about you, and I think it will take at least a hundred years for your disposition."
"You fart! I want a hundred years? With my talent, thirty years are already more!" Su Changge blushed and retorted roughly.
"Bai Ran is right. Rejuvenation of spiritual energy has made your cultivation puffy." Fang Yu also said at this time, "Don't think that the current breakthrough speed can be maintained, that is impossible."
"Anyway, from the current point of view, there is still only the cultivation base with Xu Xu, which is the closest to the peak of the Tribulation Period."
"As for the others, there is still a long way to go."
"Brother Fang, I will practice in retreat from now on." Huaixu said solemnly.