In the important place of a certain sect outside the territory, several people gathered here. In the center was a two-foot-wide deep well, and these people had been staring at the deep well silently, as if waiting for something. After a while, a muffled sound of "rumbling" suddenly emerged from the bottom of the well, and the people around the deep well suddenly became energetic. Among them, an old man with gray hair and a ge robe shook the fly whisk in his hand and covered it with a wide sleeve robe. He held up his hands that were shaking slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes trembled slightly. He tried his best to keep his tone as calm as possible and said calmly: "Here we come!" The figures standing around the mouth of the well seemed to be motionless, but the surrounding atmosphere somehow changed. Much more solemn. The muffled sound at the bottom of the well became louder and louder, and after a while, it was like a muffled thunder exploding in everyone's ears. The old man with white hair and beard and hair were spread out, and his loose robes were billowing in the wind. He was obviously trying his best to resist this sudden explosion. The momentum was high, and there were a few people behind him who were even more embarrassed, staggering one by one. With the old man's wave of his hand, they all hurriedly backed out of the small courtyard as if they had been granted amnesty. "Made the seniors laugh!" The old man said with a hint of flattery to the figures around him. However, these figures stood tall like mountains one by one. They seemed to have not heard the old man's words, but stared at the deep well in the middle with increasingly expressions. of solemnity. Suddenly, the water exploded, and a cloud of silver water splashed up from the well. The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, as if there was great danger contained in that cloud of water. And the fact is indeed the case. When the splash of water fell on the edge of the well, it suddenly triggered a series of thunder and lightning. The so-called "well water" turned out to be a cloud of thunder slurry. At the moment of splashing, there A thunder and lightning platform was strangely formed at the mouth of the well, and then closed along the platform to form a circular thunder and lightning light curtain. At the same time, the several figures originally standing around the mouth of the well suddenly disappeared under the horrified eyes of the white-haired old man. Without waiting for the old man to react, another slurry-like thunder light was used, as if a spatial passage was opened along the well wall. A figure suddenly appeared from the passage, followed by a voice: " Who is in charge of the Sanqing Sect now? Come and talk!" The white-haired old man trembled when he heard the voice. He stepped forward slightly, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "I have seen the Supreme Elder of the Sanqing Sect, Du Liang. Messenger of the Holy Land!" The visitor nodded and said, "Du Liang, I have heard of this name. It seems this is not your first time here, right?" The old man Du Liang still bowed his head. The first person said: "Reporting to the envoy of the Holy Land, this is the third time that I have the honor to see the Immortal of the Holy Land." The visitor nodded and said: "I see, since that is the case, then everything should be simplified and this time quickly As for the offerings, the envoy has many things and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time." "I obey the envoy's orders!" Du Liang bowed, but he did not offer the offering immediately, but held a special storage bag in his hand. , there seemed to be some hesitation in his expression, but he still had the courage to ask: "May I ask, Lord Messenger, if the general outline of the magical power of the 'Three Pure Purple Sky Qi' promised last time can be given to our sect as a subduing magical power?" "Huh?" ¡± The person came in a longer voice, and his eyes were like electric nails on Duliang. With the thunder and lightning flashing around him, the pressure of the voice dropped, and the old man Duliang trembled and almost collapsed on the ground. "Well, no, you have actually advanced to the Taoist realm!" The person was suddenly startled, seemingly even more surprised than the old man Nadu Liang. Flying away from the curtain, at the same time, a piece of lightning condensed at the fingertips of the person: "Huh, so, I won't let you go!" The old man Duliang felt that he had nowhere to escape at this time, and he had no doubt A small ball of light at the Holy Land Messenger's fingertips could kill him. "Seniors, save me!" The gray-haired old man was so frightened that he could no longer care about anything else. He could only shout for help while trying his best to get rid of the man's energy lock and retreat. "What, there are others?" The Holy Land envoy obviously did not expect that the other party would dare to collude with outsiders. The divine consciousness that he was originally unwilling to use with all his strength suddenly spread beyond the thunder curtain around him. It didn't matter this time, but he was instantly stunned. He broke out in a cold sweat. In the void around him, there were at least three existences whose aura was not weaker than his. "No, this place has been exposed!" In the flash of lightning, the Holy Land envoy flicked a thunder flower towards the old man Duliang, but regardless of the result, he turned around and retracted into the thunder well. Nadu Liang originally thought that he would die, but he never thought that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a shirtless giant with disheveled hair and a short animal robe.His big eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit, and he raised a giant fist and punched it slowly and quickly towards the thunder flower. The tattoo totem on his skin seemed to suddenly come to life, faintly Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder. There was a "pop" sound, like something shattered on the ground. The thunder flower was smashed into pieces by the giant's fist in mid-air. However, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded from the broken thunder flower. Suddenly it swept over the giant and everything behind him. "No, it's a thunderstorm in the void!" In a hurry, the giant tiger roared, but he only had time to protect himself and the old man behind him. The three or five monks behind him who originally followed the old man were caught in the thunderstorm. Zhonghua turned into coke. "What a bastard, you pissed me off!" The giant roared violently and rushed out from the still scattered thunder light, only to see that the man had long since disappeared, and the thunder light platform floating above the wellhead had not yet completely retracted, and it was with him At the same time, the auras of the other two companions who were ambushing around the thunder well have also disappeared, and they have obviously broken into the thunder curtain and chased the person just now. "You know what to do!" The giant said coldly. He suddenly jumped up and crashed into the thunder curtain that was about to retract into the mouth of the well. The old man named Duliang escaped from death, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He just stared blankly at the tattoo totem on the giant's skin suddenly began to flow, and then the whole person broke into the thunder curtain, followed closely by The shrunken thunder curtain and the shrunken barbarian giant inside suddenly shrank back into the well, and the muffled "rumbling" sound went away from the bottom of the well until it finally disappeared. It was only then that the old man trembled all over, as if he had just come back to his senses. Looking around, he found that there were only a few charred bodies left in the sect's forbidden area. His expression couldn't help but feel sad, and there was a hint of regret. , but then I don¡¯t know what thoughts I had, turned around and walked outside, my footsteps became more and more determined - the soul appeared, and the huge peak rose into the sky, like a reef in the sea, standing in the thunder light like a waterfall Don't fall. The raging thunderstorm was all-pervasive, but neither his soul nor his physical body could harm Yang Junshan at all. The only thing that put pressure on him was the intense consumption of Jiu Ren Yuan in his body. However, at this time, most of Yang Junshan's attention was not on the thunder tribulation. Instead, he was immersed in his dantian, tirelessly absorbing and refining the surging will of heaven and earth that accompanied the thunder tribulation. And this is the key to gathering magical power and igniting the pure Yang bloodline! Under the guidance of the general outline of the Heaven-Shaking Immortal Jue and the Heaven-shaking Dao Jue that Zhao Zao had pondered and deduced countless times, the two natal magical seeds were like two stubborn pieces on top of a huge mountain. The stones actually want to blend into one. The power of the thunder tribulation descended on the soul and the physical body. The will of heaven and earth integrated with the thunder tribulation penetrated into the true essence and blood, and finally descended on the two natal magical seeds that were as stubborn as stones, and then little by little The two stubborn stones merged and gradually merged into one. The powerful Jiuren True Yuan poured into it like a flood at this time. For a moment, Yang Junshan, who had always been proud of his powerful True Yuan and deep foundation, felt like he was exhausted. Weishan Jiu Teng Jue has been operating to the extreme. The baptism of thunder is not only the destruction of thunder, but also the pure will of heaven and earth. At the same time, it also comes with the pure vitality of heaven and earth, which is continuously integrated into the body for refinement. After the transformation, it turned into pure Jiu Ren Yuan to make up for the slight deficit. Not enough, still not enough! Yang Junshan obviously underestimated the difficulty of condensing the magical power of the Heaven-Shaking Immortal Technique. Although this was only the first thunder tribulation, there would be two more tribulation thunders later that were stronger, more powerful, and more dangerous, enough for him to absorb enough will of heaven and earth and integrate it into his body. A certain amount of Jiu Ren Yuan undergoes qualitative transformation, condensing the seeds of his natal immortal magic. "However, Yang Junshan's heart is too big. The seed of a natal immortal magic power that shakes the sky is only his bottom line pursuit. He wants more, and the path to take is also more difficult! Only by condensing the seeds of the first natal immortal power as quickly as possible, can he have more and more sufficient will of heaven and earth, vitality of heaven and earth, as well as time and energy to condense more during the subsequent thunder tribulation. The natal magical power lays a firmer foundation. Since this is the case, let¡¯s make the danger more intense! At this time, Yang Junshan looked like a gambler who was risking his life. He had completely lost his original cautious and thoughtful appearance. The laws of heaven and earth! Although he has already mastered this magical power, he has not yet incorporated it into the ranks of his natal magical powers. However, because his body has reached the realm of blood exchange, when this magical power is used in his hands, he can transform himself into a tall and tall figure of about 10 feet. of giants. At the same time, the originally solid Yuan Shen also grew in size, and the sky-piercing giant peak continued to increase, and at the same time, the originally solid Yuan Shen appeared to be somewhat scattered. The huge body has to withstand more powerful thunder tribulations, and the enlarged Yuanshen giant peak can also converge more of the will of heaven and earth and the pure vitality of heaven and earth in the thunder tribulation. The originally depleted Jiuren Yuan in the body was quickly replenished, and the magical seeds that were originally slowly fused suddenly sped up. However, at this moment, the first thunder tribulation suddenly ended!