Chapter 893: Leaving the Customs

At the heart, a golden flame burned.

Mythical soul, flawless body.

Only when the soul and body reach the limit will the great disaster come. At this moment, Chen Luo's spiritual power has reached the standard, and the only half step missing is the physical power.

"Zhao Qi!!"

Chen Luo opened his eyes, and the golden light turned into two rays of light, penetrated the formation, and appeared in the outside world. A group of venomous scorpions that gathered towards the sand dunes all retracted to the ground, and no one dared to come forward again.

"Black Snake and Hatred, you both came to my door in person, and shouted directly when you got to me. This gap is too big. I helped you grab a Mahayana Divine Mind," Zhao Qi's voice came.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

Chen Luo felt as if his body was on fire, filled with destructive power.

"Coming."

There was a flash of light, and then the last divine thought transformed by the corpse-dismantling immortal Zhao Qi merged into Chen Luo's body like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

Buzz! !

The powerful power of the soul returns to the body, and after circulating for a circle, the soul feeds back to the physical body, helping the physical body complete the final step of improvement. In an instant, a mysterious feeling rose from his heart, his soul and body were sublimated at the same time, and his cultivation instantly broke through the constraints and reached the next realm.

Early stage of tribulation!

As his aura increased, Chen Luo suddenly felt a palpitating aura.

Looking up, a whirlpool seemed to appear on the dark sky, and something seemed to be locked on him.

‘Great calamity? ’

Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his heart.

If you practice Taoism and become an immortal, you must survive the thunder tribulation.

The heavenly tribulations before crossing the tribulation realm are called "small tribulations". The main function of the small tribulations is to temper spiritual power and strengthen the physical body. Many low-level immortal cultivators will try their best to avoid the "Small Heavenly Tribulation", but they don't know that the existence of "Small Heavenly Tribulation" is to accumulate for subsequent realms. Only when the 'Great Heavenly Tribulation' comes, the immortal cultivators will understand the importance of the 'Small Heavenly Tribulation', but it is a pity that there is no way to turn back by that time.

The Great Heavenly Tribulation is called the threshold of immortality by cultivators. It is divided into four realms: early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage. Each stage can trigger heavenly catastrophe.

But the power of the heavenly tribulation corresponding to each realm is different.

The great heavenly tribulation triggered in the early stage of transcending the tribulation is the ‘Nine-nine’ thunder tribulations. It only takes nine thunder tribulations to advance to the Mahayana realm. The great heavenly tribulation triggered in the middle of the tribulation is the 'Three Nine' thunder tribulation. After passing through, the body will be baptized by twenty-seven heavenly thunders, and the spirit of the fairy will be born in the body, and it will have the appearance of becoming an immortal.

The thunder tribulation triggered in the later stage of the tribulation is the 'Six-Nine' thunder tribulation. A total of fifty-four thunder tribulations need to be baptized. Those who survive the 'Six-Nine' thunder tribulation will have the foundation of true immortals and the spirit of immortality in their bodies. It will be dozens of times more pure than the cultivators who have gone through the Three Nine Thunder Tribulations, and their starting points will be completely different.

The great catastrophe triggered by the peak of the tribulation is the most terrifying 'nine-nine' catastrophe. Legend has it that immortal cultivators who have survived the ninety-ninth calamity will possess the foundation of the Immortal Emperor and have the opportunity to achieve the supreme immortality.

In the world of immortality, it is rare to see tribulation-transcending monks walking, because most of their energy is focused on dealing with catastrophes, and they will die if they are not careful.

In order to increase the success rate of overcoming the tribulation, immortal cultivators from all races have figured out countless methods.

The most common one is the secret technique of avoiding disaster.

The secret of avoiding disaster is a trick. People who practice the secret technique of overcoming tribulations can greatly weaken the power of heavenly tribulations. They only absorb a small part of the power of thunder tribulations, and then use the secret techniques to advance and achieve the realm of Mahayana. The ancestors of the Winged People are this type of Mahayana. .

This type of Mahayana monk has the highest success rate in overcoming tribulation.

But the potential is also the lowest, because they have only experienced the 'one-nine' thunder tribulations, and nine thunder tribulations cannot transform their bodies into fairy bodies. Even if such people advance to the Mahayana realm, they will always be stuck in the first realm, unable to make any progress. Unless there is a powerful person who can bring down the spiritual energy from the upper world to help them baptize their bodies, this possibility is too small. If it were really that simple, there wouldn't be so many people fighting each other for the 'opportunity to become immortals', and fellow disciples would betray each other.

"One nine thunder tribulations is not enough."

Chen Luo quickly restrained his aura, and the aura on the surface of his body gradually returned to calm. But now, even if he restrains his aura, he can still feel the lightning tribulation locking onto him. Once the spiritual power he uses exceeds the critical point, the catastrophe above will immediately fall.

Dispersing his consciousness, Chen Luo saw a large group of little sand scorpion demons hiding at the edge of the formation, cowering and peeking. These little demons are short in stature, most of them are only 30 centimeters. The few leaders who have cultivated demon aura are as long as 50 centimeters, but their strength is only at the level of pill formation, which is still the lowest level of blood pill. This kind of strength is not found in Tiannan. There is no way to dominate any other region, let alone in this world of immortal cultivation among thousands of masters. After confirming that there were no other threats, Chen Luo began to sort out the gains from this promotion.

sandpit.

A group of sand scorpions gathered at the bottom of the pit, poking their heads in the direction of the formation.

"In my opinion, there must be treasure inside!"

Shaman looked at the surging fog area in front of him, with a trace of greed in his heart. The Sand Scorpion Clan is almost at the bottom of the world of immortal cultivation among all races. Its ability to survive to this day relies on its greed for life and fear of death and its reproductive ability that far exceeds that of other races.

In front of those alchemists, their members of the Sand Scorpion Clan are nothing but medicinal materials.

If necessary, they would come and catch some, but the clan leaders and leaders were all afraid of death and huddled in the sand cave, not even daring to show their heads.

‘I, the sand man, must get this opportunity and lead the sand scorpion clan to rise! ! ’

The speaking sand scorpion spirit took two steps forward.

"What are you doing?"

The clan leader immediately stopped him.

"Didn't you agree to observe it for a while first?"

"I have been observing for five years. If it were a monk, he would have come out long ago."

Sha Man ignored the clan leader's scolding and walked towards the formation.

"Come back quickly!" the clan leader shouted anxiously.

In his opinion, Shaman's behavior was seeking death. I don’t know how deep the water in the world of immortality is. He is a weakling, a third-level little demon, leading such a large tribe to survive. He lives in fear every day, fearing that he will accidentally provoke a big shot who cannot be provoked, causing the tribe to suffer. destroyed.

"Chief, you are old."

Shaman turned around and glanced at the clan leader who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

The Sand Scorpion Clan is in this situation because the leader is too weak! When the sand man gets the treasure inside, he must depose the clan leader and lead the sand scorpion clan to rise.

"Just stay here and watch me succeed."

Sha Man turned around and continued walking forward.

At this moment, a layer of light suddenly appeared on the surface of the formation.

The leader of the Sand Scorpion tribe immediately sensed something was wrong. He immediately turned around and shouted at the tribesmen beside him.

"Drill into the ground! Hide!!"

The habit of escaping that has been formed over the years has allowed everyone in the Sand Scorpion Tribe to escape underground as quickly as possible. Sha Man, who was walking in front, hesitated for a moment, but he did not obey the clan leader's order and continued to move forward.

The light curtain that had shrouded it for five years suddenly broke open. A breath beyond the understanding of everyone in the Sand Scorpion tribe swept out from inside. This is not an active attack, but the aura emitted by the people in seclusion unintentionally.

puff!

The breath swept past, like a passing boulder, 'crushing' past the Sand Scorpion's body. The most fearless warrior of the Sand Scorpion Tribe exploded into blood mist on the spot, and his tail was blown by the strong wind and rolled down into the sand cave.

A group of Sand Scorpion clan members trembled when they saw this scene.

Shaman is gone?

Who killed him!

Several Sand Scorpion teenagers who were as young as Sand Man picked up the tail on the ground and looked at the clan leader with fear on their faces. Only then did they think of the clan leader and what the clan leader said.

It turns out that the world of immortality is really so dangerous.

"It is the breath of power."

The leader of the Sand Scorpion Clan looked at the remaining tail with a slightly sad look in his eyes. If possible, he would also like to straighten his back and become a demon, walking up and down every day, overlooking the earth.

But, there is no if.

The Sand Scorpions are too weak, they have no blood, no ancestors, and no magic weapons.

Just like weeds on the roadside, no matter who passes by, they can step on them. Why do the Sand Scorpions live in such a barren land? It's not because the spiritual energy here is thin and the powerful and wealthy clans look down upon it. This way they can avoid being trampled to death by those passing by.

"Keep it, it should be the aura emitted by the senior inside unintentionally. The other party may not even know about our existence."

When a person was passing by, he accidentally stepped on an ant.

It's that simple.

Several Sand Scorpion juniors who had been clamoring to go in and look for opportunities suddenly became quiet. For the first time, they understood the clan leader's decision and the situation of their Sand Scorpion clan.

Weak people sometimes have no choice.

After a while, the atmosphere outside gradually dissipated. A group of sand scorpions hiding in the sand cave carefully removed the protective spiritual power above, and the clan leader climbed out first. But as soon as he climbed out of the sand cave, he was completely stunned.

"Clan leader?"

A group of sand scorpions inside didn't understand what was happening outside, and anxiously asked via voicemail.

"It's safe, come up."

The leader of the Sand Scorpion Clan came back to his senses and said to his fellow tribesmen in the sand cave.

A group of sand scorpions quickly climbed out of the sand cave, but the next moment they stayed in place like the clan leader.

The glowing area that had always blocked the induction of spiritual consciousness disappeared, and the sand dunes and canyons inside also disappeared, replaced by a bottomless pit. In the center of the giant crater, there were still waves of heat waves like lava, as if they had been struck by lightning.

"Where's the mountain?"

The young Sand Scorpion's eyes were dull, and he could not imagine what kind of power could create such an exaggerated scene before him.

"It's time to go."

"If you want to live in the world of immortality, you must stay away from these people!"

The leader of the Sand Scorpion Clan taught the younger generation around him the first lesson in life, and the price of this lesson was the life of the Sand Scorpion. I believe that after today, these young sand scorpions will grow up quickly and understand the difficulties of his clan leader.

After confirming that there was no danger, the leader of the Sand Scorpion clan led his clan members into the pit and began to look for things useful to their Sand Scorpion clan. Picking up some remaining treasures of great power is the biggest gain for them.

"Clan leader, here are some fragments."

Soon, some tribesmen found several fragments of formation flags in the sand pit, and the aura emanating from them cheered up the tribe leader.

Finally, he has gained something, and it is not in vain for him to lead his people to take this risk!

After leaving the territory of the Sand Scorpion Clan, Chen Luo turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. After five years of seclusion, I don’t know if anything has happened in the door, whether the Blood Demon and the Winged Human Race are still at war, or how far the fairy world passage has developed.