Heaven's Last Big Boss

It would be great if this was a small world where there were no people, no demons, no gods, and only the heavens brought catastrophes.

Unfortunately, everything is not perfect.

Li Zhiyong raised his head slowly, although it was a wig, it was still elegant.

For the fifth catastrophe, you should move yourself. If you don't let the catastrophe hit you, you won't be able to open the door of Taoism.

Rob!

Li Zhiyong raised his hand violently, as if he wanted to catch the purple-red thunder light falling from the sky, but his body was not within the thunder calamity, and was rubbed back and forth by the two forces of wind and fire.

There was a trace of embarrassment in his figure, and a faint blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still maintained, maintained...the wig's flowing nature.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng, who was twenty miles away, felt inexplicably more at ease in his heart.

The battle ahead is dangerous, and after the catastrophe, the road ahead is unpredictable.

It is really reassuring to have a teammate with a lot of hole cards that even he can't figure out.

Thunder roared, and fire raged in the sky.

Li Zhiyong started his catastrophe show, sometimes he vomited blood three times, sometimes his clothes were torn, as the catastrophe progressed to the seventh stage, Li Zhiyong was finally chopped to the ground.

But he quickly jumped up, with an angry face, pointing to the sky and shouting:

"The way of heaven is fair, and the poor have no regrets in life and death."

The robbery cloud in the sky kept falling, and the eight thunderballs slowly overflowed, and quickly condensed into a purple-red thunder light, which flew towards Li Zhiyong.

Li Zhiyong leaped up and dived into the thunderball from mid-air, causing the thunderball to burst into purple light.

Soon, Li Zhiyong's "broken" body fell from the air and fell to the ground, as if there was no sound.

The group of monks outside were silent, just staring with wide eyes.

Soon, Li Zhiyong moved his fingers, and bursts of cheers erupted from the surrounding area, and many old Taoists who raised their breaths even smiled happily.

"Come on, senior!"

"If the nine extinctions pass, No. 1 in the world!"

"Seniors work hard!"

The robbery cloud in the sky was shrinking, Li Zhiyong slowly got up, with a little light in his eyes, he raised his head and swallowed several pills, his body was filled with mana quickly.

Drenched in blood, he lifted off again.

At this moment, Jieyun actually turned into a nine-story pagoda that seemed to have a solid body, and it slammed down on Li Zhiyong with vast Tianwei.

Li Zhiyong shouted loudly: "Give your life!"

Zhou Zheng: What this guy said is true.

In the next moment, Li Zhiyong went straight into the nine-story pagoda.

Suddenly there was loud thunder and strong winds, and Li Zhiyong's figure completely disappeared. What happened inside, but the group of monks outside could not find out clearly.

Zhou Zheng always felt that the process of crossing the catastrophe might be in Li Zhiyong's expectation.

How much is this guy hiding in his stomach?

The monks from all over the periphery watched quietly, feeling that this was a witness to history, each holding their breath and concentrating, trying to find out exactly what kind of fierce confrontation took place inside through the thunderball that spread fifty miles in mid-air.

The thunder light lasted for a whole moment.

The monks seemed to have witnessed something, but also seemed to have seen nothing.

Finally, the thunder shattered and turned into countless pure spiritual energy, rushing towards the most central position.

Li Zhiyong sat cross-legged in the air, with no wig on his head, his face regained his youthful appearance, his scorched skin cracked every inch of his face, a fresh fragrance appeared in the sky and earth, and a ganoderma-shaped Qingyun appeared behind him.

He had already seen the portal, but did not move forward, but waited quietly.

Soon, the seven-color beams of light lit up, and celestial music resounded in the sky. Two golden-armored gods and a white jade staircase reappeared.

This time it was almost in front of Li Zhiyong, only tens of meters away from Li Zhiyong.

"Since I have flown to the fairyland, I will return to the fairyland."

"If you don't go up at this time, you can do it!"

"Feel sorry!"

Li Zhiyong got up suddenly, bowed to the sky, and the hem of the robe he just put on slowly fell, and said loudly:

"The three of us practiced together, and we should ascend together together to make a good story, and please God to complete it."

After saying that, Li Zhiyong didn't wait for the other party to reply, his body was like falling leaves, and he landed on the ground. He arranged the barriers and formations and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was still twenty miles away from Zhou Zheng and Xiao Sheng.

The two generals in the air were stunned again.

The group of monks on the periphery also seemed to see something strange.

A monk muttered in a low voice: "How do you feel, the envoy of the upper realm seems to be out of his mind?"

Immediately, an old Taoist scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense, this should be just a ceremony to attract flying immortals, do you understand the ceremony? It can't be a real person, at most it's a projection or a branding."

All the monks nodded, and felt that what the latter said was reasonable.

"Everyone, has this passed?"

"You just realized it? Three people crossed the catastrophe, and two became immortals. This is a feat!"

"My world is finally promising."

"I don't know how this third person will survive the calamity, and what kind of visions he has, but I feel that this senior who has just passed the calamity of nine extinctions should be No. 1 in the world of cultivation since ancient times!"

"It's time to build a temple!"

"Well, there should be a memorial archway everywhere!"

"It's a pity, we can't get advice from this old man."

The surrounding area of ​​Crossing the Tribulation Field suddenly became lively.

Not only a large number of monks gathered in the air, but also some young faces on the ground, and more monks came from a distance after hearing the news.

All of this fell into Zhou Zheng's spiritual consciousness.

It is not far from what they calculated. The ceremony of welcoming the flying immortals is already rooted in the bones of the monks in this small thousand world. To overthrow this concept, just a few words are far from enough.

He closed his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he was waiting for something.

In the air, the two golden-armored generals seemed a little impatient, and the body of the left-hand general trembled a few times.

But nothing happened afterwards.

The god will shrink back at the same time as the white jade ladder.

Next, it's time for the highlight of their plan.

One word - drag.

This is a contest of patience and a test before the official start of the war.

To put it simply, the longer Zhou Zheng delays, the more beneficial it will be for them. Xiao Ge and Lao Li have time to digest the insights gained from the ascension and consolidate their own rapidly improving realm.

Before crossing the catastrophe, Li Zhiyong secretly sent a message to Zhou Zheng and Xiao Sheng, reminding them about the ascension.

Transcending robbery and opening one's own Dao Zang;

To become a fairy is the initial fusion of oneself and the Dao of heaven and earth;

Ascension means that after opening one's own Dao Cang, one's own Dao Cang and the Heaven and Earth Dao Cang resonate with each other, so one can push open the door and get a 'benefit' of rapidly improving one's realm.

But this benefit takes time to digest.

They crossed the catastrophe one by one, and the third person bought this time for the first two, and because Zhou Zheng had reached a higher level in his previous life, and the [rut] was deeper, it was relatively easy to accept his insights and consolidate his state. The best candidate.

'You two slowly realize it. '

After Zhou Zheng said this, he closed his eyes and focused his attention, pretending to be breaking through his last stage, but actually trying to suppress his last step.

He had achieved Daoji Consummation two years ago.

The Dao Slashing Realm is more difficult in the end, and the more perfect the Dao Foundation is, the more troublesome the Dao Slashing Realm will be.

Recalling the suffering of the two and a half years of retreat, Zhou Zheng also sighed.

But he is also asking himself at this moment.

Before becoming a fairy, what else can I do?

In terms of exercises, for the time being, I still use the Aoki exercise as the base, and the pure yang Wuji exercise as the supplement.

In terms of supernatural powers and spells, most of the Chunyang Sword Jue from the previous life has been comprehended by himself, and the five thunders are also considered to be "super-class".

Although the magic weapon is a little weak, but he has the magic weapon refined by Laojun, and his fighting skills are enough for the time being.

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

If he, Qinghua Emperor, were directly defeated by the Heavenly Tribulation of the Other World, then the fun would be great.

Keep one hand steady, the nine-turn golden elixir is a pillow in your hand, and the portrait of Laojun stays in your heart.

Heavenly Tribulation, he...will break through again in a few days.

So, half a day later.

The outskirts of the Crossing Tribulation Field were already crowded with people, and they stared at Zhou Zheng, who was the only one left in the air.

Twenty miles apart, Xiao Sheng and Li Zhiyong had been wrapped up in two colorful fairy cocoons in the previous two places where they would cross the catastrophe, and there would be fairy lights flickering from time to time.

The unknown side of this Little Thousand World cultivator was also revealed, and he was completely ignorant of the situation of the two immortals at the moment, so he could only make wild guesses.

Some people even said that the two male immortals secretly conceived in it...

"Why hasn't this senior survived the tribulation?"

"Don't panic, crossing the catastrophe is not something you can control. It's because your own realm is enough and you have realized it. The way of heaven is induced by itself. Some seniors have been preparing for the catastrophe for half a year before seeing the thunder."

"The third one is not good, it must be because I don't have much confidence."

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! You have offended an immortal, do you still want your sect?"

"Why didn't the two immortals ascend? Isn't this the rule of the fairy world?"

"Yeah, it seems that the ascension or not is voluntary?"

Zhou Zheng, who had been observing his surroundings, thought for a while and decided to get up and walk.

As soon as he made a move, everyone immediately fell silent.

But Zhou Zheng just wandered around in the air for half a circle, as if he was choosing a geomantic treasure, and then sat down again, lowered his head, sighed softly, and murmured:

"Why is this last step of Pindao so difficult?"

There were monks everywhere encouraging, saying something like 'Senior will be able to win the battle'. Zhou Zheng clasped his hands to all sides and continued to meditate cross-legged with a smile on his face.

He said in a deep voice:

"Poverty needs to get serious."

In this way, three days passed in a row.

Another sunny day with bright sunshine and sunny weather.

The monks all over the mountains, meditating, drinking, chatting and chatting, and even some sects sensed business opportunities and set up stalls selling some snacks to satisfy their greed.

Below, Li Zhiyong and Xiao Sheng whispered:

"Old Li, how are you?"

"Well, the undigested insights have remained, and my own realm has stabilized."

"Old Li, are you really a fairy?"

"Barely count it. Don't tell others. After this war, I will still show people the realm of Yuanxian, and hide your real fairyland too, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"What trouble can this cause, listen to you... Are we going to show up now? Didn't we just wait for three days?"

"Let me tell the squad leader, you can't underestimate the IQ of the big monster; do you feel it? It's watching you and me."

Xiao Sheng responded, looked down at the glowing lines on his palm, and smiled contentedly.

At the moment, Li Zhiyong's voice penetrated directly into Zhou Zheng's heart.

The huge oppressive force in the realm actually made Li Zhiyong smile a bit.