Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

"No wonder the last time you beheaded those five Mahayana powerhouses, it was as easy as cutting vegetables. It turns out that this flame is actually a divine fire."

Tang Yin stared at the flame in astonishment, thinking about the energy contained in the Jiuyouli fire still left him with lingering fears.

Those were the five Mahayana powerhouses, but they were only slightly stained by the flames, but there were no bones left.

The ferocity of Jiuyou Lihuo is definitely comparable to that of Tianhuolei, even stronger than Tianhuolei.

Of course, there is no real comparison between the two, after all, one is Tianlei and the other is Shenhuo, not to mention that Tang Yin's strength is far from Hu Jiujiu's.

The strength or weakness of these flames or sky thunder itself also depends on the cultivation of its owner. If both are ownerless, it is really impossible to say which one is better.

Of course, those mines are much smaller than the divine fire, even the strongest ground fire can't play the slightest role in the face of the weakest sky fire thunder.

Of course, it is enough to feed Tianlei.

"Okay, I'm going to retreat for two days to absorb all the power in the demon core. When I leave the customs, it's just in time for the grand ceremony. By then, all the accounts between me and this Qingyu Holy Land should be settled."

After putting away Jiuyou Lihuo, Hu Jiujiu held the green demon core in his hand, and a particularly cold and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Tang Yin shrugged indifferently to this, "Okay then, I'll protect you, Xiaoxiao can also try to absorb the Po Ling Pill for the next two days, and we will go to the Holy Mountain in two days."

"In addition, the top-quality silk I photographed is enough to make masks for three people."

As he said that, he took out the top-grade sky-cracking silk and said with a faint smile.

The sky was getting dark, and the young people outside who were still guarding Hu Jiujiu who wanted to take another look gradually dispersed, only two or three people were still waiting in the corridor.

The sky is full of stars, and the boundless Milky Way and the bright moon together form a beautiful picture. From time to time, a few meteors pass by, fleeting.

In the next two days, no one appeared in the room, and even the door was never opened.

During the period, some guys really couldn't wait any longer and wanted to knock on the door, but when their hands touched the door, they felt a current flowing into their bodies along their arms. Fortunately, they pulled it back in time, otherwise the whole body would be shocked. No problem.

As a result, there were even fewer people waiting here again and again, and until the early morning of the third day, only a few people finally left.

On the top of the towering holy mountain in the distance, the sun slowly rises, and the golden light sprinkles the earth.

However, what is different from the past is that today's Qingyu City is particularly quiet, but what is strange is that the entire street has long been crowded with humans in different costumes, only the water is blocked.

On the crowded street, only the rustling of footsteps could be heard, but no one spoke.

The heads were surging like a tide, and everyone was marching in the direction of Qingyu Sacred Mountain in an orderly manner, with unprecedented reverence and awe on everyone's face.

There are even people who take five steps, one kneel, ten steps and one buckle, just like those devout believers in ancient religions, moving slowly in one direction.

Today's Qingyu Holy Land is undoubtedly the most lively, and the holy land ceremony held every five years can attract almost all the human races sheltered by the Holy Land to come to worship.

The headquarters of Qingyu Holy Land is located at the top of Qingyu Holy Mountain, which is several thousand meters high. Standing at the foot of the mountain, one can only see the endless sea of ​​clouds covering the mountainside.

Even though the sun has fully risen, the mountain top of Qingyu Holy Land is still hazy, like a fairyland on earth.

There is a huge square at the top of the holy mountain. At this time, the square is already filled with disciples of the holy land in different costumes. Everyone is lined up in several rows, and everyone's face is full of incomparable pride.

In the center of the square stands a huge five-meter-high golden tripod. A raging flame is burning in the golden tripod. What is astonishing is the golden color of the flame.

Many residents of the holy land have come to the foot of the mountain.

If you want to go up to the holy mountain to pay homage, you need to climb the mountain first, but how can a mountain that is several thousand meters high be so easy to climb?

What's more, most of the people present are not human monks, so even if they successfully reach the holy mountain, it will be several hours later.

There is only one way up the mountain, with winding stairs winding on both sides of the holy mountain, and only three people can walk side by side at a time.

In order to make a pilgrimage to the mountain, many urban residents brought some food and water specially, so as not to be unable to climb to the summit due to lack of physical strength.

Such people would usually be sent back to the city after being discovered by the patrol team of Qingyu Holy Land, which meant that they would lose their qualifications for this pilgrimage.

The originally bustling inn was empty, only Tang Yin's room was still occupied.

Accompanied by a coquettish sound, a fierce demonic aura instantly filled the entire room, and the astonishing aura made Tang Yin almost fall off the chair.

On the bed, Hu Jiujiu sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, and a very bright green light shone around her.

The moment her pupils opened, an invisible aura instantly smashed everything in the room into a mess, even the teacup in Tang Yin's hand was turned into powder.

Fortunately, this aura bypassed him and Li Xiaoxiao directly, otherwise the impact of the latter's aura alone could seriously injure them.

However, this monster energy didn't last long, as Hu Jiujiu's mind moved, it was absorbed into the body again in an instant.

However, the room had already become a mess, with thick sawdust piled up in piles. If it wasn't for her barrier protection, the entire attic might have to be dismantled under the impact of the breath just now.

"Success?"

After seeing Hu Jiujiu jumping off the bed, Tang Yin and Xiaoxiao stepped forward and asked.

"Well, after absorbing the demon core, my cultivation has increased by another three hundred."

Hu Jiujiu said with a shallow smile.

Hearing this, Tang Yin frowned: "Since you have increased your cultivation base by 300 years, why didn't you survive the thunder disaster?"

Naturally, with his current strength, he can't perceive Hu Jiujiu's true strength, but since the latter is an Earth Immortal, then 300 years can just raise the level of a smile.

In this way, the sky thunder should come, but in the current situation, nothing happened.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Jiujiu said curiously: "300 years is not enough to improve one of my realms, why do I need to go through the tribulation?"

"Ah? Aren't you an Earth Immortal?"

Tang Yin was taken aback, looking up and down at this alluring girl.

After the monsters and beasts reach the level of the Earth Immortal, it takes 300 years of cultivation to improve a small realm. Once the cultivation reaches the spiritual realm, they will usher in the quadruple heavenly thunder.

But this girl said that her realm had not improved, which made Tang Yin's eyes suddenly widen.

Could it be that Hu Jiujiu's true strength is not an Earth Immortal, but a higher-level Immortal!

Of course, the same idea also took shape in Li Xiaoxiao's heart. Facing the curious and astonished eyes of the two, Hu Jiujiu coughed lightly and smiled at them.

"Two naive little guys, it's impossible for my sister's cultivation level to be as low as that of an immortal, but I'm an immortal!"