At the beginning, the witch asked me to push the saint flatly

"Yang Dingtian, long time no see!"

"Old butcher, if you have lived enough, why don't you find a rope and hang yourself? Why do you do such a thing, thousands of people, and you don't even leave your soul behind?"

Hu Xiansheng shook his head helplessly and explained: "Well, I may have lived enough, but often, people who are not afraid of death will not die; no, I survived again!

I have lived too long and it is boring. If I could open the door to heaven and take a look at the scenery of the upper world, I would have no regrets even if I died! They all talk about cultivating immortals, but in the past hundred years, only three or two people have ascended to the upper world. When will it be my turn, Old Hu, and I don’t know when it will be your turn, Yang Dingtian! "

Hearing what Hu Xiansheng said, Yang Dingtian thought for a moment and finally said: "In that case, then you go ahead and do it. Originally, I came here intending to kill you, the butcher; but now, I have changed my mind. Well, as a token of respect for the peak monks in the Mahayana period, I will grant you your wish before you die!"

"So, we brothers have to thank you!"

After a brief meeting, Hu Xiansheng and Li Yuan returned to the ruins, adjusted their breath and luck, and began to refine the blood elixir in their dantian;

The thick and huge blood energy rushed straight to the spiritual platform along the dantian. After a while, Hu Xiansheng's eyes were red, and a thick spiritual energy mixed with the rich blood energy shot straight into the sky;

At the same time, Hu Xiansheng, who was sitting cross-legged with his legs, gradually gained momentum. As the blood elixir was refined bit by bit, Hu Xiansheng reached a state that was not inferior to that of the Mahayana period, and this state was exactly what he had achieved during his ascension in the past. At that time, the monks who were wrapped in colorful auspicious clouds were exactly the same;

The only thing that has changed is what surrounds him; instead of being auspicious, Mr. Hu's body is filled with bloody circles one after another!

In the distance, Yang Dingtian stood in front of the chariot, watching the scene quietly, with a sly smile on his lips;

He laughed at Hu Xiansheng's overestimation. If ascension was really that simple, those old guys who had been waiting so hard would have taken action long ago;

He glanced at the surroundings without leaving any trace, and naturally knew in his heart that he was not the only one who came to the Holy City at this moment, there were many old guys who had no way to ascend, how could they not come?

Although I know the result in my heart, only when I see it with my own eyes can I be completely reassured;

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Since the blood pill in the Dantian contains Hu Xiansheng's essence and blood, it can be considered as having the same origin as Hu Xiansheng, so it is not difficult to refine it;

About two hours later, Hu Xiansheng and Li Yuan, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, were pulled by an inexplicable energy and slowly lifted into the air;

In the distance, the black clouds that had just dispersed gathered unconsciously, but this time, Hu Xianshen was not timid at all, but had a hint of excitement in his eyes;

This is a thunder tribulation, which belongs exclusively to ascended monks. It is not very powerful, but is prepared for the monks to purify their spiritual energy. Only in this way can the spiritual energy in the monk's body be converted into immortal energy after being baptized by the auspicious clouds;

click;

The calamity cloud had not been brewing for long, but a thin thunder immediately struck Hu Xiansheng's Tianling Cap;

This thunder is not easy for anyone with bad eyes to detect, it is only as thick as a toothpick;

When the thunderbolt entered his body, Hu Xiansheng did not use his power to resist, and allowed the thunderbolt to swim freely in his body; he only felt a numbness in his body;

The second one was slightly thicker than the previous one, but again, it did not attract Hu Xiansheng's attention. According to the previous rules, there were nine tribulation-transmitting sky thunders, and their power gradually increased, but they were still within the range that monks could withstand;

In hundreds of years, not one of the ascended monks died in the ascending thunder, so Hu Xiansheng was very relieved; but he did not notice that the blood ring surrounding him had dimmed a lot, and at the same time, the spiritual energy in his meridians The circulating blood energy gradually became weak under the two thunders!

In the third course, regarding the thickness of the chopsticks, Hu Xiansheng used his power to resist, but there was still no problem;

fourth lane;

fifth lane;

The sixth path!

At this time, Hu Xiansheng was completely black, his white hair and beard had been burnt black, he was panting, and the magic weapon used for defense in his hand was already crumbling;

There are three more!

Hu Xiansheng kept cheering himself up. Before he could think too much, he immediately stepped forward and resisted a thunderbolt. After resisting more than half of the power, the magic weapon fell apart;

Even if a small amount of the power of the sky thunder fell on him, Hu Xiansheng was not able to withstand it. He fell from the air and was smashed into a mass of rubble;

Without allowing him to take a breath, the eighth thunderbolt fell. Hu Xianshen had no time to defend himself. He tilted his head and fainted. Under this thunder, the blood rings around Hu Xiansheng completely disappeared, along with the blood in his meridians and Dantian. , all clearly understood by these eight thunders;

However, Hu Xiansheng, who fell into a coma, knew nothing about it!

Then, the ninth path!

The last one, the purple sky thunder mixed with a trace of white light, looked more solemn and sacred. It was a little different from the picture in the imagination. Although this ninth sky thunder was thick, it did not show its power when it fell on Hu Xiansheng. Hu Xiansheng wrapped it;

If anyone dared to get closer and take a look, the ninth thunder struck him, and after extracting all the remaining thunder power from his body, it did not dissipate. Instead, lotus blossoms followed the ninth thunder and appeared in the sky. fall;

In the sky, among the thick calamity clouds, a colorful beam of light that did not belong to this world separated the calamity clouds, wrapped Hu Xiansheng on the ground, and swept him into the sky;

He was unconscious and slowly ascended into the sky. The colorful beams of light were constantly transforming the spiritual energy in his body. At this scene, everyone around him took a breath;

In their eyes, Hu Xiansheng should have died under the calamity cloud, but why could he ascend now?

Could it be...

Everyone hiding in the dark thought of something at the same time. They all took a breath and looked at Hu Xian Sheng. Their eyes changed; from the previous look at the clown's teasing, they turned into envy;

In their hearts, everyone has his own plans!

They are all old antiques who have not been able to ascend after practicing for many years. Who can withstand this kind of temptation?

Tens of millions of lives?

Sometimes, it’s not impossible to make sacrifices!

Including Yang Dingtian, who stands on the bright side. Once upon a time, he was the genius who suppressed the geniuses of his peers. Now, although in terms of combat power, he is still invincible at the same level, he still has to take a step forward;

Just when everyone was in turmoil, a change occurred!

When Hu Xiansheng and Li Yuan were about to be involved in the mysterious light curtain standing in the void, a sudden change occurred;

I only heard two sounds in no particular order: Bang~

Two masses of blood mist exploded outside the light curtain door;

Soon, the colorful light pillar disappeared, and the light curtain door also disappeared into the void;

This scene is very similar to the feeling of a stowaway being caught and shot on the spot; the aura supported by the blood pill is never as strong as the spiritual energy gained through his own cultivation;

After the heavenly thunder cleansed all the blood, Hu Xiansheng was a simple peak monk in the Mahayana stage, and could not meet the requirements to ascend to the immortal world; how could the light screen accept such a person?

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If it weren't for the blood mist falling from the sky, who would have thought that at the final moment, the fate of Hu Xiansheng and Li Yuan, who had worked so hard, would be like this?

Such a scene happened in front of everyone's eyes. Those who had previously felt something strange in their hearts gave up their thoughts and came out one by one behind the scenes. Standing on the ruins of the city, they all secretly lamented the evil deeds of Nangong Wentian and Hu Xiansheng. !

At the same time, he set his sights on the vast plains of the Western Region;

Nangong Wentian is over, and the top leaders of many sects in the Western Region have also been slaughtered. It's time for such a big Western Region to change!

The interests are in front of you, and the rest depends on whose fist is stronger!