Chapter 708: One Hundred Years In the far north, a black light shield enveloped a temple built on a bitter cold mountain. This temple is black in color and looks like it only has a few small rooms, but the main hall inside is actually very vast. In the main hall with countless colorful Buddhist scriptures, there are hundreds of lamas sitting with their eyes closed, calmly chanting sutras. . Black mandala flowers bloom on the black light mask. In each black mandala flower, there is a shadow of the Buddha, exuding the aura of great compassion and great wisdom. Any external energy of heaven and earth, as soon as it falls on this black light mask, is immediately absorbed into the black mandala flower and sealed by the black mandala flower. At this moment, in the void above the black mask, stood an arrogant golden figure. This figure exuding supreme coercion, as if controlling the entire world, is Huang Wushen wearing a gilt robe. Following his thoughts, a bronze beam of light and a ball of silver brilliance that destroyed the heaven and earth continued to bombard the black light mask. That bronze-colored brilliance is clearly the Huangtian Divine Tower with its destructive aura. This powerful magic weapon seems to have been refined by Huang Wushen. The size depends on your heart. You don¡¯t need to enter the ninth floor to use it. And the other ball of silver brilliance turned out to be a silver star shrunk by Huang Wushen. At the moment, the Huangtian God Tower and the silver star are constantly bombarding the black light mask, making a roar that shakes the world. Although the power of the Huangtian Divine Tower and Silver Stars were all sealed by the black mandala flowers on the black light mask, the power of many of the mandala flowers' seals seemed to have reached the limit. In Huang Wu, Under the constant bombardment of God, cracks appeared one after another. "What kind of indestructible Great Brahma Mandala Wall is going to be broken by me?" Looking at the cracks appearing on these black mandala flowers, Huang Wushen sneered. "Master Gonda, if your Chile Sect had not stopped me from killing Luobei, I might have allowed you to live for two more days. Now that you are doing this, you have reminded me." All attempts to achieve hegemony and ambition will be in vain." An old lama at the head of the Chilean sect's temple said calmly, "The way of heaven is moving, and countless causes and effects are even in the eighth heaven. The original Tianyi of the calamity can only glimpse the leopard, but cannot see through it at all. You are now only at the peak of the fifth level of calamity. It is like controlling all things in the world. Isn't it too arrogant?" "Arrogant? As long as the world is between heaven and earth. There is no other cultivator in the world. Even if I am only at the first level of heavenly calamity, I am still the best in the world. Everyone must act according to my wishes. When I destroy your Chile Sect and break through to the sixth and seventh level of heavenly calamity. It is only a matter of time before he reaches the next level of Heavenly Tribulation, or even surpasses Yuan Tianyi's eighth level of Heavenly Tribulation cultivation." In Huang Wushen's sneer, the Huangtian Divine Tower and the silver star crushed the black light shield even more fiercely. , only dozens of black mandala flowers were shattered to pieces. ??The body of a lama in the black temple suddenly seemed to be unable to withstand the power, and with a bang, it turned into a ball of flying ash. The other lamas were still chanting sutras, but their expressions were more solemn and solemn, but the expression of the old lama still did not change at all, "Luobei is not dead, how can you be so sure?" "Luobei? What, you Do you think, like Feng Shisan, that I will be defeated in the hands of Luobei?" Huang Wushen let out a wild laugh that shook the world, "Even if Xuan Wushang doesn't hesitate to fall, activate the magic to send him to another place. In the void, so what? All his memories have been wiped out by me. And I also planted a memory in his mind." "You planted a memory in his mind." "That's right. This magic technique of mine has completely forgotten all my thoughts. Any memory is like the running water of yesterday. After it is erased, even the eighth level of heavenly tribulation and the ninth level of heavenly tribulation cannot bring back the things that no longer exist. "Huang Wushen sneered: "And I planted a memory in his mind, making it impossible for him to discover that many people who are important to him are actually sealed in his body. The most important person to him is in this monastic world, waiting for him to come back and rescue him within a hundred days. Even if he gets a shocking opportunity, what kind of cultivation level can he achieve in a hundred days? If at this moment. He was thrown into the turbulent flow of the void by Xuan Wushang but did not die. With his character, when the hundred-day period comes, he will definitely cross the starry sky forcefully. What awaits him then will be the destruction of both body and soul, and he will be annihilated in ashes. "Really?" The old lama smiled calmly, "Huang Wushen, why do I think that he will be able to cross the starry sky and appear in front of you?" "I have all the spiritual veins in the world, I can use them." The spiritual energy in the spiritual veins has created countless masters of heavenly calamity, and I don¡¯t have to worry about all the spiritual veins in the world drying up, because I don¡¯t want it to happen.No matter how many ascetics appear in this world, "A bit of black light shot out from Huang Wushen's hand, but it was a Buddha-killing Demonic Blade filled with strong demonic aura. "Gunda, the cultivation level of your Chile Sect is much higher than those of the Hua Sect. Moreover, the pagoda forest in your Chile Sect also has the relics of past teachers. After this Buddha-killing Demonic Blade absorbs the energy from you and the relics, it should be able to be upgraded into a magic weapon comparable to the Huangtian God Pagoda, right?" " What's more, I have used the Great Flower Dharma Eye to search his soul, and all his magic techniques have no mystery in front of me. Even if he is lucky enough to cross the starry sky without dying, do you think he is my opponent?" The old lama smiled lightly and stopped talking. A stream of true energy continued to vibrate out of his body and poured into the Brahma Mantra. "Let's see how long you can last." A trace of anger appeared on Huang Wushen's face, and he stopped talking. The Huangtian Divine Tower and the silver stars kept impacting on the black light barrier. As the days passed by, occasionally a cultivator escaped into the Sea of ??Storms with the help of magic weapons, and happened to be close to the edge of Tianfu Mountain. As soon as he felt the shocking monster energy emanating from dozens of heaven-level monsters, his face suddenly changed. After a sudden change, he turned around and ran away in panic, not daring to enter Tianfu Mountain. However, those heaven-level monsters who were all comparable to those in the Tribulation Stage and each had special talents and magical powers did not pursue them. The cultivators just remained guarding the peak in Tianfu Mountain that was shrouded in colorful ribbons of star energy. They spent more than ninety days in perfect peace. On the day when the hundred-day period was about to expire, all the heaven-level monsters appeared. The monsters, as if they suddenly received some invisible instructions, rushed towards the storm overseas, and along the way, these heaven-level monsters killed all the low-level monsters within a thousand miles of the storm overseas and those of Tianlan Void. The cultivators were all driven out. Just after these monsters and cultivators were all separated from the storm sea, there was an extremely loud bang suspended in the valley from the peak of Tianfu Mountain. The lid of the silver cauldron popped open, and two figures stepped out from the light and shadow of countless magic circles. If anyone could hear the conversation between Huang Wushen and the master of the Chile Sect, it would be right now. You will know that this silver cauldron is the Creation Wanshou Cauldron in the Huangtian God Tower, and the young man in white who steps out of it at this moment is naturally the Luobei whose memory was wiped out by Huang Wushen. Another one is engraved on the soul of Luobei. The brand in it is Xuan Wushang's technique of forgetting everything. Although it is mysterious and unparalleled, when Xuan Wushang died, it was branded in Luobei's body using the annihilation of his own ashes. Xuan Wushang has already known about the existence of the White Bone Wasteland in Tianfu Mountain, but he cannot enter it to obtain the demon pill because of his martial arts and the invincible star beetles. , With Luobei's unique skills, he should be able to enter the Wasteland of White Bones, so relying on the imprint of his mind, Luobei made it all the way to this valley. When it was obtained, it could not be reversed due to insufficient star purple fire and cultivation, but Luobei's blue mysterious treasure was fused with enough star purple fire to reverse the 13000 magic circle on the outside. One year, more than ninety days have passed. Luo Bei and Lin Xiaowan have been cultivating in the Wanshou Cauldron for more than ninety years. Now Luo Bei, who has stepped out of it, is like a monk who has never practiced Taoism before. , there is no brilliance or mana fluctuation on the body. Lin Xiaowan, however, already looked mature, with a determined look on his face, and the fluctuations of his ice magic power were very strong. He had apparently mastered an ordinary ice magic technique to the late stage of transcending tribulation. Boom After Luo Bei and Lin Xiaowan appeared in the void above Tianfu Mountain, another treasure light rushed out from the Creation Wanshou Cauldron. This treasure light exuding thousands of auspicious lights turned out to be the wonderful tree that reaches the sky. This rare treasure, which is no less than the Wanshou Cauldron of Creation, flew out, and suddenly reflected into Luo Bei's sea of ??consciousness like a light talisman. It was not refining, but seemed to be absorbed by Luo Bei. The sacrifice became a part of the body, shining brightly in Luo Bei's sea of ??consciousness, and the aura it exuded was directly integrated into Luo Bei's blood. "Boom boom boom" After that, not only the cultivators thousands of miles away from the Sea of ??Storms, but also the cultivators in almost half of Tianlan Void centered on the Sea of ??Storms saw a white figure standing in the center of the Sea of ??Storms. In the center of the storm sea, the body began to emit a divine radiance that traveled through time and void. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of disbelief to see all kinds of bucket-sized thunder, lightning, strong wind, fire, ice wind rolling down. Just the destructive aura made some low-level cultivators thousands of miles away from the edge of the Sea of ??Storms feel like they had been hit hard, with blood spurting from their mouths. Heavenly Tribulation Someone is crossing the tribulation in the center of the Sea of ??Storms. Many of the countless Tianlan monks have seen people crossing the tribulation before, but they have never seen someone crossing the tribulation so shockingly. Not only is the power of each falling Heavenly Power far beyond that of ordinary ascetics when they are going through tribulation, but the energy of the stars that this person is activating when he is going through tribulation is also amazingly complex, with almost all types of energy coming out. Yes, could it be said that this person knows all kinds of skills? What shocked the Tianlan monks who saw such a terrifying scene even more was that the white figure actually shot out more than 10,000 golden lights. , every golden light is actually a real Yuanying that is very condensed, has survived the catastrophe, and contains the vitality of countless stars. Surprisingly, each of these more than ten thousand rising Yuanyings is still wrapped with a life. Sword Yuan In an instant, these more than ten thousand natal sword Yuans formed a huge sword formation, completely crushing all the strong winds in the entire storm sea, and constantly resisting the countless thunders rushing down from the sky. Lightning, fire, ice wind¡. Countless destructive lights in the sky poured out for more than half an hour, but they were all crushed by the sword light condensed by tens of thousands of natal sword essences, and turned into violent scattered vitality. The man seemed to have become A huge vortex sucked all the scattered clouds into the body, and the pressure flowing out of the body, which made the monks tens of thousands of miles away almost unable to breathe, quickly disappeared, and finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth. , hidden in the sea of ??storms. "Who is this person?" "Did he successfully overcome the tribulation?" All the Tianlan cultivators who saw this process were completely numb at this moment.