I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

After a while, the lightning stopped and Wei Zhong stepped on the thunder and returned to the defense city.

Before the surrounding monks could even come up to greet him, Wei Zhong had already quickly entered the Soul Transporting Tower.

"What a fast lightning escape speed! Fellow Daoist Wei, has he taken a big step forward in his lightning body training?"

"Nine out of ten, that purple lightning is the eighth-level Skywrath Thunder Core that the Min family took out at the auction, right? Such a violent treasure can be tamed by Fellow Daoist Wei..."

Seeing Wei Zhong's great accomplishment, the monks on the western front had different expressions. Some were envious and jealous, but most of them felt the huge gap between themselves and Wei Zhong.

"Seventh level body refining is complete, Yuxuan, it seems that this fellow Daoist Wei is still one step ahead."

An Yuxuan walked out from behind An Jingchen, with a stubborn look on her face:

"It won't be long before I can reach this level."

With the help of the Seven-Star Mysterious Life Pill, his cultivation level has been rising and he has surpassed his ancestor An Jingchen.

It’s just that due to my low state of mind, I have never been able to reach that final state of perfection.

"Don't worry, once your state of mind is perfect, this state will be broken."

Wei Zhong nodded:

"Do you have any suggestions?"

“Of course there is, the power of the eighth-order heavenly tribulation cannot be underestimated.

“But the master has practiced thunder magic and even captured heavenly thunder during his practice, so he has a certain resistance to thunder tribulations.

"Besides, with me, the old dragon, here, the master doesn't have to worry too much about his safety.

“Instead of thinking about how to survive the tribulation, it is better to think about how to gain the most benefit from the tribulation.”

"Oh?" Wei Zhong looked surprised when he heard Lei Long's words.

"Master's Golden Thunder Talisman Formation has absorbed countless heavenly thunders for nearly a thousand years and has long been on the verge of advancement. You might as well take this opportunity to use the heavenly thunder to advance and fuse this Heavenly Wrath Thunder Core to transform it into your life-saving magic weapon.

"Once this treasure is completed, it will definitely be one of the best lightning treasures among the eighth rank. It may be possible to condense lightning seeds with this item in the future."

Wei Zhong rubbed his chin:

"It's a good idea, but an eighth-level magic weapon is not that simple. The Golden Thunder Bamboo is more of a wood element, and although the evil-repelling divine thunder can destroy the evil, it is still a mild thunder.

"The Purple Sky Divine Thunder is born from the void, it is extremely violent and destructive, the two things are contradictory, how can it be easy to merge them into one?

"The Five Qi Returning Origin Jade can only balance the five elements, not regulate thunder..."

Before Wei Zhong finished speaking, the Thunder Dragon in the "Time Treasure Record" rubbed his hands:

"Master, have you forgotten me?"

Wei Zhong's eyes revealed a hint of doubt:

"You? Can you?"

When Lei Long was captured by Wei Zhong, he was only at the fifth level of "God Transformation", far below the eighth level that Wei Zhong was about to climb.

Even after thousands of years, it has managed to recover to the sixth level, but it is still a long way off.

“Well, Master, don’t underestimate me. Although the old dragon’s realm is not high now, his essence is the true spirit of the law.

“Not to mention the thunder in the world, as long as it is the thunder generated in this middle thousand worlds, it must obey me, Old Dragon.

"Look at how obedient this Purple Sky Divine Thunder is. Isn't it because of the old dragon's good training..."

Wei Zhong stared at the latter, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

"Let me think about it first!"

Then his consciousness exited the "Record of Time" and returned to his physical body.

The fluorescence in the fundus flashed, and the panel appeared:

【Name: Wei Zhong】

[Spiritual Cultivation: Late Hedao Period (Eighth Level, 67%)]

[Physical cultivation: Seventh level perfection (ninth level, 99%)]

[Lifespan: 30151/50000]

【……】

After thousands of years of practice, the Thunder Power has finally reached perfection, and is only one step away from the eighth level.

However, Wei Zhong was still hesitant for the sake of caution.

I want to be as fully prepared as possible to face the challenge.

"Don't worry, there is still a lot of time. At worst, you can wait for your spiritual method to reach a higher level. When it reaches perfection and your strength can no longer be increased, you can consider it again."

With this thought in mind, Wei Zhong went into seclusion again.

…

Wei Zhong's movements were so fast that there was only a flash of lightning before he disappeared from the outside world.

The many monks waiting on the side didn't even have time to say a word.

Especially the Zheng family monk holding the gift in his hand, he couldn't move forward or backward.

He wondered whether he should knock on the Soul Transporting Pagoda to congratulate Elder Wei, but then he remembered the old ancestor's instructions and decided to leave.

A large number of monks gathered in the square in front of the Yunling Pagoda. Some were waiting for seats to open up, and many also wanted to meet Wei Zhong.

After witnessing Wei Zhong's superb alchemy skills, many families or factions in Jiuzhou considered asking Wei Zhong to commission them to make alchemy.

But who could have imagined that Wei Zhong would be in seclusion for thousands of years, and even after coming out for a short time, he went into seclusion again without giving everyone a chance to congratulate him.

The brave ones knocked on the door of the Soul Transporting Pagoda again and again, but only the pagoda spirit replied: No guests are welcome.

"Brother Deng, do you have any ideas too?"

Guan Hong looked at Deng Hanwen in front of him. The latter had just broken through to the late seventh level of body refining only two or three thousand years ago. He didn't expect him to appear here.

The latter shook his head:

"But for the sake of the younger generations in our clan, I want to build a closer relationship with this fellow Daoist Wei."

Looking back at Guan Hong:

"How could General Guan be like this too, could it be?"

The latter smiled:

"The descendants of the clan are not very motivated, but my disciple has made good progress in cultivation. I also want to ask for an opportunity for him."

"General Guan is quite fond of Bo Xi."

Guan Hong looked towards the Soul Transporting Tower not far away:

"It's a pity that Brother Wei was in a hurry and didn't give me a chance to interrupt."

"Don't disturb me unless necessary," these are the words from Qi Han, the Taoist master of Jiuzhou.

Even the alchemists within Jiuzhou were strictly forbidden from influencing Wei Zhong, so how dare these soldiers disobey?

The two men negotiated frequently, and suddenly a pentagram rose in the sky and a shrill alarm sounded in the city.

"A demonic dragon attacks the city?"

The two of them leaped up and looked up to see a large number of demon dragons, as dense as raindrops in the sky and on the ground.

"What a grand battle! Has something unusual happened in the Red Flame Land?" Deng Hanwen wondered.

Guan Hong waved his hand and the order was passed down from top to bottom:

"The demon dragon is coming, prepare for battle!"

The entire defense city immediately entered a defensive state. Countless shuttles flew out from the city, breaking out of the city to fight for territory, preventing the city from being besieged by evil dragons and bypassing the rear.

Wei Zhong, who was in seclusion, also heard the noise from the outside world.

However, he continued to practice his skills and did not make any moves.

This is because the strength of the soldiers on the Western Front has increased too much in the past thousand years.

There were several more people in the late stage of Hedao alone, and the number in the early and middle stages of Hedao also increased significantly with the support of the Yunling Tower.

There is no need for Wei Zhong at all.

Just as Wei Zhong expected, the war lasted less than a month when the opponent's dragon showed signs of decline.

Jiuzhou seized a large amount of spoils in this battle and pushed the front line into the Red Flame Land.

After the war subsided, Guan Hong and other senior officials immediately received internal news from Jiuzhou.

"Many rare treasures have appeared frequently in the Red Flame Land. Has something changed?"

Looking at the list that was conveyed, there were actually several eighth-level spiritual objects, especially a ray of Taiyin Moonlight.

It was born from a secret place in the Land of Red Flame where heaven and earth were turned upside down and yin and yang were reversed.

"This is the treasure needed to advance to the Mahayana stage! It will only be a few months away from its birth."

Guan Hong was filled with regret when he received this news. The situation on the Western Front was like this, how could he, the general-in-chief, abandon his duties and seize the rare treasure for his own selfish reasons?

Moreover, there is no corresponding treasure-hunting team organization in Jiuzhou, and it is obvious that they don't care about this.

When other Hedao monks heard this news, their eyes turned red and they almost got anxious.

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"Forget it, forget it. It's just a small profit for a while. Don't be blinded by it. Let's just defend the city first!"

"yes!"

Even though he felt unwilling, Jiuzhou Hedao did not dare to disobey orders and escape from the battlefield.

Half a month later, a group of monsters gathered in the Red Flame Land, waiting for the treasure to come out, and then they fought each other.

In an instant, the red mountains were covered with a layer of "red paint".

The strong smell of blood continued to spread in the sky.

It soars into the deep sky and reaches into the sea of ​​clouds, where a three-headed demon dragon floats.

If Wei Zhong had seen one of the demon dragons, he would definitely be familiar with it. It was the Cangming Xuanyuan Dragon whose innate demon magic was broken by him.

However, compared with its previous weak state, it had used some unknown method to recover from its injuries and regain its mighty dragon body.

Next to it was a four-legged golden dragon that was golden all over, as if it was made of gold.

It has four limbs growing out of its belly, and it walks in the air. There is a hint of playfulness in its majestic eyes:

"Xuanyuan, we have been lying in ambush for such a long time, how come we have never seen the human race Mahayana you mentioned?"

Cangming Xuanyuan Dragon showed anger on his face:

"Humph, maybe you didn't hide your gold well, and that human discovered it."

"you……"

Just as the two dragons were about to fight, a voice came from the void beside them:

"Okay, stop arguing!"

The sound is like the beating of a drum, going straight into my heart.

Erlong subconsciously shut up and lowered his head at the same time. Yaojin moved his head slightly and saw a rolling thundercloud not far away.

Silver was dancing wildly, but no thunder could be heard.

The thundercloud spanned the void and reality, with only a tiny corner revealed in front of the two.

Most of it is located in the void.

"Zhou Ting Xu Yin Long Zun".

The name of Dragon Lord represents the unique supreme status of this dragon among all the demon dragon clans. Its cultivation is at the eighth level, and it is said that it has passed eight heavenly tribulations. Only one more is left before it can ascend directly into the fairyland.

There was once a demon dragon who thought that if he took action, the human race in Jiuzhou could be destroyed with just a wave of his hand.

But the latter had no interest in this and was only focused on practicing.

He was too lazy to even set foot in the real world of the demon world, but instead stayed in the void for a long time, studying the void thunder method in order to condense the Tao seed.

"Since we haven't waited for that fellow Daoist from the human race for such a long time, and I am pressed for time, I will not wait here with you two."

After that, lightning flashed, and dazzling silver illuminated the sky, breaking through the clear sky before slowly disappearing.

"Farewell, Dragon Lord!"

Inside the Immortal Palace, Qi Han looked up, as if he had already caught a glimpse of the terrifying dragon might:

“The eighth level of tribulation, and more importantly, the law of thunder and lightning, this dragon is worthy of being the king of the dragon clan.

"Fortunately, this guy is reasonable and doesn't bully the weak easily."

Thinking of this, Qi Han shook his head:

"No matter what, it's always a good idea to avoid provoking those guys. We will have the opportunity to replenish these resources in the future."

The soldiers on the Western Front would never have imagined that there were three eighth-level demon dragons lurking in the sky above the Red Flame Land, waiting for humans to seize the treasure.

To be more precise, he was waiting for the mysterious human Mahayana, waiting for Wei Zhong.

"Xuan Yuan, are you still counting on Long Zun to do you justice?

"Useless thing, being slaughtered to this extent by a human race."

Yaojin Dragon made a sarcastic remark, but Cangming Xuanyuan Dragon refused to give in:

"Humph, Yaojin, do you think you can take advantage of me? I don't know who had his arm cut off by the sword of the cultivator named Qi that day..."

The two dragons exposed each other's scars and showed no mercy.

After arguing for a while, they suddenly felt angry, so they stepped into the power of the void together, and black water and golden light rose up together...

Wei Zhong, who was in seclusion at the moment, did not know that he had escaped a disaster. Although it was not a life-and-death disaster, it would at least cost Wei Zhong 10,000 to 20,000 years of his life.

"The war is over?"

The movements inside and outside the defensive city gradually subsided, and the demon dragons in the distance had retreated layer by layer, no longer trying to break through the city's defenses.

Guan Hong asked his superiors for instructions and assembled a team to enter the Red Flame Land to seize the treasure.

Unfortunately, the reply I received was just a few words: "Do nothing."

This is the Taoist master's confidant.

Guan Hong didn't dare to disobey, but he was wondering why the Taoist master, who had always been radical, would stop at this time?

After waiting for a month or so, many cultivators rushed to the Western Front to provide support, but not for the rare treasures that appeared frequently, but to expand the results of the battle on the Western Front, completely advance the territory into the Land of Red Flame, and expand the territory of Jiuzhou.

This is the responsibility of the Western Army, and the entire army dares not disobey it.

So the war, which had just subsided not long ago, started again.

Spring went and autumn came, time passed, but Wei Zhong never left the tower for a single day, devoting himself to practicing in seclusion.

Until one day, a ray of lightning flashed from the fish-shaped spirit tower, and it quickly disappeared into the clouds in the sky.

Wei Zhong appeared in the strong wind layer thousands of feet in the sky.

The red tasseled spear in his hand flashed and he asked at the same time:

"Lei Long, are you sure?"

The voice of Thunder Dragon came from my mind:

"Don't worry, Master. This Purple Sky Divine Thunder was born in the void, so it is most suitable to be integrated into the void and refined into a life-saving magic weapon.

“As for the time when the master is going through the tribulation, he might as well just stay in this empty space.

"This will not only satisfy the master's wishes and avoid the eyes and ears of others, but will also help in the refining of this magic weapon."

Wei Zhong was unsettled and full of doubts, but when he looked at the Red Tassel Immortal Spear in his hand, full of confidence surged in his heart.

"With the Immortal Spear in hand, a small void can't stop me!"

"Okay, I'll trust you this time.

"If you fail, I will bind your dragon body and forbid you from moving or speaking."

Recalling the days when he was bound by chains and couldn't even move his little finger, Lei Long shuddered subconsciously.

"Master, rest assured, I will do my best!"

Wei Zhong nodded with satisfaction, injected his magic power, and the immortal spear passed in front of him, and a black crack appeared.

It gradually expanded, and only slowly disappeared as Wei Zhong stepped inside.