Chapter 1027 Breaking the Tribulation

At night, the breeze is sultry.

Ouyang Ming sat in the small courtyard and looked at the sky. Jiang Yingrong came over and saw the faint melancholy in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, are you homesick?"

"Yeah, it's been too long. Brother Zan and I have made an appointment to leave Daxu tomorrow." He looked at the dark sky and said softly.

"In such a hurry?" Jiang Yingrong walked up to him and sat down, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Ouyang Ming didn't answer the words, he just admired the night in front of him. After a while, the right hand flashed a white light, and when it fell, there was an extra space bag in his hand, and he said with a smile: "In it is a gift from me to the Jiang family, and a gift from you and Qingcheng..."

Jiang Yingrong couldn't hide the joy in her eyes, she got up and cast a blessing, winking lightly: "Thank you, Brother Yu." She checked with her mental strength when she didn't have it, which was a respect for Ouyangming.

Seeing that she was no longer interested in talking, Ou Yangming focused on the space bag.

He took the initiative to say: "I'm tired and want to take a good rest."

Jiang Yingrong giggled and said, "Brother Yu is really understanding!" She naturally knew why Ouyang Ming said that, gave another salute, and slowly pushed back.

After turning a corner, her eyes were bright, and she directly penetrated her spiritual power into the interspatial bag, and her bright eyes were filled with horror. After taking a deep breath, she said in a trembling voice: "A set of newly refined anti-thunder Equipment and a complete thick earth array? And the method of alchemy, for Qingcheng?" Immediately filled with surprises, he walked towards Jiang's study.

The next day, although the sun was shining brightly, it was still slightly gray.

In the early morning, Ouyang Ming slowly let out a mouthful of green air, his body's air was as round as one, majestic as the sea.

"Brother Yu, your cultivation is getting stronger and stronger. Just the fluctuations that come out make me startled." Burying the sword and carrying the box, he blinked his eyes. There is a touch of bleakness in the place where you can't reach it. The fact that the life of the Lord of Absolute Sword Peak is about to be cut off has always been a thorn in his heart.

"Brother Zan laughed..." Ouyang Ming waved his hand with a casual expression.

With his eyes fixed, he looked into the distance and said, "Let's go."

The two left without a sound.

In the room, Xiaoman looked at Ouyang Ming's back from the crack of the door, pinched his rough little hands tightly together, and murmured: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely become your pride."

It was on this day that Xiaoman rose like a comet, unstoppable.

The earth was dead and still, and the yellow sand was like rain, desolate and unstoppable.

Both of them are at the first level of Daozi, and their speed is extremely fast, far beyond the imagination of ordinary spirits, like two star marks piercing the night sky, drawing two perfect and stunning arcs.

Half a month later, on a small hillside, the two looked at each other and took a deep breath.

Ouyang Ming looked at the clear blue sky and felt extremely comfortable. Looking around, the grass is green and green, and the breeze blows, and the grass bends together, like a blue water wave, rippling into the distance. At the foot of the mountain, there is a bamboo forest, many spirit beasts are breathing and breathing, and they are leisurely and content.

Zun Jian lifted the sword case and said with a smile, "It finally came out."

But at this moment,

A tyrannical mental force instantly reversed and directly attacked Ouyang Ming's mind.

This strength is even more majestic than that of the head-devouring bone dragon. In an instant, Ouyang Ming's body turned into a melting pot, the blood in his body boiled, a white flame rose into the sky, and the whole air was twisted under the flame. Even the sunlight did not fall on Ouyang Ming's body, as if blocked by an invisible barrier, the scorching air wave reversed.

At this moment, even Daozi's first-level Burial Sword jumped away, not daring to come within ten feet of him.

Shocked: "Brother Yu, you... are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ouyang Ming said in a hoarse voice, almost gritted his teeth.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, and began to polish himself with this powerful spiritual force, whispering: "There is no self and nothing, nothing and no self, yin and yang rotate, and you will be at ease."

Under the scouring of this spiritual power, the body made a muffled sound like thunder.

The whole body was shrouded in flames, and the majestic aura was reversed, getting stronger and stronger, with the awe-inspiring and domineering aura of ascending to the sky step by step, getting stronger every moment.

At this moment, Ouyang Ming was like a machine running to the extreme.

He can only do this, because this powerful spiritual power will melt him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang Ming touched the invisible barrier. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily, "Break it, break it for me!" The voice was like the voice of gods and demons.

Before the words fell, a "click, click" sound suddenly came from his body.

With a bang, this layer of shackles was shattered directly, and he stepped into the pinnacle of the spirit one step at a time!

"This... is this broken?" Zan Jian's eyes were glazed over, terrified.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "This breakthrough is too easy, isn't it?" He didn't know, it was actually not easy at all.

On the one hand, Ou Yangming had to control the tyrannical mental power to hit the barrier of the peak of the spirit, and on the other hand, he had to prevent the mental power from backlashing at all times. You know, the head has devoured tens of thousands of alien souls, what a powerful force is this? If it backfires, the consequences will be disastrous.

After breaking through to the peak of the spirit, the tingling in Ouyang Ming's head finally eased a bit, but it was still strong.

If I really wanted to describe it, it was like tens of thousands of silver needles pierced into the brain at the same time and kept stirring.

He didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and continued to consume the mental power of denying.

This scene fell into Zanjian's eyes, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, his pupils constricted, stammered, and said: "This... is not enough to break through a realm, could it be...he still wants to attack the Venerable? "There was a faint sense of fear in my heart. He originally thought that even if he was a little worse than Ouyang Ming, he would not be too far behind, but at this moment, he found in despair that the gap between them was getting wider and wider, like a natural moat, and it was impossible to catch up. Like the blue sea water and the stars in the sky, the distance between them is a whole sky, a world.

Ou Yangming did have the idea of ​​attacking His Holiness one step further, because there are too many souls of foreign races and their quality is extremely high.

The power fed back is too strong. If you don't use the power of the catastrophe to fight against it, you may be directly collapsed by this power. It can even be said that Ouyang Ming is already on the verge of riding a tiger, so he has no choice but to do it.

The aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, but within ten or so breaths, it has reached the point where even Burial Sword is frightened.

It's like a mountain that has been pressing across the ages, standing here. Even Daozi of Absolute Sword Peak, under this aura, felt a sense of insignificance in his heart.

The spirit beasts within a radius of one hundred feet crawled all the way, their heads buried in the soil, their bodies trembling. The coercion of the dragon and phoenix clans is the absolute suppression from the superiors, and it is difficult for ordinary spirit beasts to resist.

And the white flame on Ouyang Ming's body rose directly into the sky, and it was dozens of feet long, burning blazingly.

Suddenly, in the dantian, a strong devouring force erupted, turning into a black vortex, constantly absorbing Tianfeng's power, but Tianfeng's fire was not to be outdone, and it competed with this devouring force, unexpectedly Comparable.

For Ouyang Ming, this was like adding insult to injury. He never thought that such a big change would happen before the mental power that was fed back was resolved. With the dantian as the core, it became a battlefield between the power of devouring and the fire of the phoenix.

The heart-piercing, bone-piercing pain directly distorted his face, his nose, eyes, and eyebrows were all furrowed together, looking extremely ferocious, but he remained silent and insisted on gritting his teeth. At this critical moment, the ruthlessness hidden in his temperament completely erupted, he kept silent, squeezed his potential, mobilized all his mental power, and blasted away at that invisible barrier.

Once, twice, three times...

"Boom!" A sound like broken glass resounded in his mind.

Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood, with a sharp momentum, as if he could stab a hole in the blue sky.

The originally clear sky darkened in an instant, black clouds condensed in vain from all directions, black clouds rolled, lead clouds hung down, and electric dragons and snakes danced.

The last remaining thoughts in Zan Jian's heart were completely smashed to pieces, and there seemed to be a voice roaring in his mind: "This, the calamity of becoming a venerable, this..."

He couldn't find any words to describe it. Half a day ago, Ouyang Ming was only a high-level spiritual master, but in the blink of an eye, he became a master? If it is said that stepping into the peak of the spirit before is a legend, then the current calamity of becoming a venerable is a myth.

Buried Jian didn't know that at this moment, Ouyang Ming's body was in chaos, and two extremely powerful forces collided with each other.

Suddenly, the devouring power of the head surged, continuously absorbing the spiritual power in the dantian, and the fire of the phoenix couldn't be suppressed, showing a faint decline.

At this moment, an indescribable ray of light emanated from the Changyu bracelet, which was indescribable and indescribable, as if gathering all the colors in the world, as if containing the Dao, everything was born, and all kinds of mysteries merged into one furnace.

This light illuminates half of the sky brightly, turning it into a spot of light, which melts into the fire of the phoenix. In an instant, the fire of the phoenix became like glass, flawless, giving people a sense of mellowness, and in just an instant, it suppressed the devouring force of the head.

Ouyang Ming's spiritual power sensed the scene, and a kind of enlightenment arose in his mind like a blessing to his heart.

This was the radiance of the relics left by the Phoenix Clan in Chang Yu's wrist, no matter what, I still breathed a sigh of relief.

Zunjian didn't know what happened at all, he just felt that what he saw today was beyond his understanding, and he smiled bitterly: "This is the catastrophe of Yu Leaping over the Dragon Gate, I don't know when I can get through..."

At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​comparing himself with Ouyang Ming. This is a monstrosity and cannot be judged by common sense. Comparing with him is simply asking for humiliation. ...

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