Eighty-seven times, exactly eighty-seven times.

Feng Jueyu sat in a cave with no sun or moon, and endured a total of eighty-seven attacks from the inner demons, and this process did not seem to be over yet.

Huge pain and pain tortured his body and soul all the time, and his mind seemed to refuse to give up until he was tortured to death.

Feng Jueyu could no longer remember how to condense the Qi Gang armor on the outside of the body of spiritual thoughts. Anyway, as long as he saw the inner demons regrouping, he would immediately start the Liuhe refining method of the impermanence of life and death to borrow as much of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth inside and outside his body as possible.

Just borrow as much as you can, and continue to pile up Qi Gang armor around the body of spiritual thoughts. As long as you still have breath, you can never let the inner demon break through the external defense of the body of spiritual thoughts.

By the eighty-seventh time, Feng Jueyu had condensed ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of Qi Gang Armor.

The divine power in the body is almost exhausted.

He also absorbed every bit of the spiritual energy from the outside world.

Once again resisting the attack of the inner demons, Feng Jueyu was finally able to breathe. He looked inward with his spiritual consciousness. Seeing the large number of inner demons gathered near the body of spiritual thoughts, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"How long has it been? Why isn't it over yet? Are you so perverted?"

Although he didn't know how terrifying the Jinyang catastrophe was, based on the divine power and consciousness he consumed, Feng Jueyu almost calculated that the total divine power was far more than ten times the original Qiandan Acupoint. This number was definitely

Incomparably huge.

You must know that the Feng Da Killer has an unprecedented physical body. He possesses Qiandan acupuncture points at a young age. Each acupuncture point is a Dantian, filled with pure divine power. The power erupted from each acupuncture point is equivalent to a Dantian.

The top master who is breaking through to the Chongyang Realm.

Qiandan Acupoint is the peak of a thousand Xuanzhao masters.

After ten times the consumption, Feng Jueyu didn't know how he persisted.

His words were clearly asking Xuanzhong for help. Xuanzhong was sitting in Hongyuan's space, and Gujing Wubo's eyes had already changed drastically.

"It's been a day, a whole day, it's impossible. No matter how terrible the Jinyang Tribulation is, it can't last for a whole day. It seems that I underestimated your calamity."

Feng Jueyu's face turned dark: "Don't say so much that I don't understand. Tell me how long it will take for it to end?"

Even though Feng Jueyu was sitting motionless in the cave, in fact, a catastrophic storm had already set off in his sea of ​​consciousness. The five elements, yin and yang, and seven inner demons, millions of them, tirelessly launched terror attacks on him one after another.

The offensive, the dense inner demons that make people's scalp numb, turned into a yellow storm for a while, a blue tide for a while, a tall mountain for a while, a sea of ​​​​fire that transformed into a prairie fire, and a sea of ​​​​fire for a while.

It turned into a rain of swords and knives as dense as a net, which was simply not a force that human beings could contend with.

It’s not that Feng Jueyu’s will is not strong enough to support him until now, but if he does it a few more times, I’m afraid even the essence of the sun and moon in the cave will be drained away.

When the time comes, there will be no spiritual energy to absorb support, and all the physical and divine power will be used to accumulate Yang Shen. How can there be any divine power available?

Without divine power and divine consciousness, the body of spiritual thoughts is equivalent to losing its most important defense power, and it will only have to wait for death.

He quickly changed his gestures, completing the Zhoutian Veins over and over again, and stacked the Qigang Armor layer by layer, adding up to more than 90,000 layers.

If you work harder, you will have a hundred thousand energy.

Feng Jueyu's energy and spirit have been raised to the peak, but he is not happy at all, because this time, he has exhausted all the available spiritual energy, essence, divine power, energy, and the last one hundred thousand energy.

It will be his last battle to the death.

"The key to the Little Golden Yang Tribulation is to gather the divine power of the Little Golden Yang, which is the Yang God. Before the Little Golden Yang is formed, you must persevere. As long as the Little Golden Yang is formed, no amount of inner demons can defeat you."

"Then when will it end?" Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth and added another layer to the Hundred Thousand Qi Gang.

One hundred thousand and one level.

At the same time, he and Xuanzhong looked at the inside of the body of spiritual thought. The original small Yang Shen core had become the size of a soybean, and the whole body was crystal clear, with golden current flowing on the surface, but there were still some cracks on it.

"It's almost here. The Yang God is basically ready. As long as the cracks are repaired and the little Jin Yang glows with spirituality and turns into a transparent golden elixir, we're done." Xuan Zhong raised his hand and pointed, using his spirituality to attract Feng Jueyu.

His consciousness looked at the cracks on Little Jinyang.

There are twenty-three cracks in total.

The moment the accumulated divine power flowed through the body of spiritual thoughts, it poured into the crack crazily. In about five minutes, a crack disappeared. The place where it was originally split was as smooth as jade, as if it had never cracked before.

On average, five minutes make up one course, and twenty-three courses equal one hundred and fifteen minutes, which is close to an hour.

As for the inner demon's attack, it ended up being almost once every half an hour. In other words, my Qigang Armor had to withstand two attacks.

Isn't this waiting to die?

Feng Jueyu finished the calculation and roared.

Xuanzhong only answered him: "Hold on."

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Just as he said that, countless inner demons finally launched another round of offensive. The inner demons like a plague of locusts did not flinch, and fearlessly collided with the golden 100,001 Qigang Armor, making a deafening roar.

Feng Jueyu felt as if he had been subjected to an extremely cruel torture, as if hundreds of thousands of hammers were desperately hitting his body, and his consciousness was confused and confused...

Seeing the 100,001 layers of Qigang armor that he had worked so hard to condense collapse layer by layer, the most important thing Feng Jueyu had to consider was, what to do with the next round of offensive?

After struggling to hold on until now, is it just a matter of not being able to survive for the last time and thus being completely destroyed physically and mentally?

The new round of offensive finally passed. The inner demon seemed to have calculated his Qi Gang armor, and stopped attacking after the last layer of armor was broken.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, countless inner demons flew around Feng Jueyu with their fangs and claws spread out, as if they were laughing at him. For the last time, what will you do?

what to do?

Feng Jueyu tried his best to run his skills, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and absorb the essence of the sun and moon. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of 500 miles has been borrowed by him, and there is no external force to use it.

For a moment, despair flashed through Feng Jueyu's mind. The cracks were being filled up one after another. This was originally an extremely gratifying thing, but the speed was obviously slower than the gathering of the inner demon army. When the cracks

When there were still three steps to go, the army of inner demons that was ready to move finally let out a roar that shook the sky, and rushed towards him one after another.

"It's over."

Feng Jueyu and Xuanzhong both closed their eyes. Both of them had expected this outcome, but when it actually happened, no one was willing to accept it.

But things have come to this, so what if you don’t accept it?

"Xuanzhong, I'm sorry, I couldn't find a golden body for you." Feng Jueyu showed a sad smile, and at the same time put down his guard and resistance. Although he is not a person who gives up easily, man cannot defeat heaven, and martial arts

When the cultivator's essence suddenly disappears, he is just a mortal.

How can a mortal resist an army of hundreds of thousands of inner demons?

There was no joy or sadness on Xuanzhong's face, and he responded: "You don't have to feel sorry for me. In our original world, practicing and attaining the Tao are all created by nature. My nature is like this, so I can't blame God, nor can I blame others. I only blame myself."

It's bad luck, or I'm not qualified to become a human at all."

Feng Jueyu smiled miserably and said, "If you say that, I feel even more guilty."

Xuanzhong suddenly showed an moved expression and said: "Feng Jueyu, at least before I die, there is still someone who will accompany me. For thousands of generations, I, Xuanzhong, value you as my friend. If one day, the fate of heaven and earth allows us to

When we meet again, I will still be your big brother."

"Brother Xuanzhong, I have always been your brother."

"good."

"Haha." In the midst of grief and despair, the friendship between the two has lasted forever. Living in this world is not a waste of time.

The final calamity was approaching, and Feng Jueyu reluctantly started running the technique again. With a bang, only a layer of Qi Gang Armor condensed on the body of Divine Mind.

"Even if there is only one level, they cannot easily break through." Feng Jueyu's unwillingness to admit defeat will always be the dominant force in his character.

boom!

Of course, the flood of inner demons ignored the touching friendship between the two at this moment, and they collided hard with the body of spiritual thoughts.

Feng Jueyu was already prepared to die. Seeing the Qigang Armor collapse suddenly without any help, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's so fucking unlucky, just a little bit close."

He murmured to himself, and suddenly, an inexplicable and strange feeling came from the outside world.

The Qigang armor was shattered, and the inner demon had invaded the body of spiritual thought, and was frantically rushing towards the unfinished little golden sun. However, at this juncture, Feng Jueyu suddenly noticed a wave of energy that did not belong to

The magical power within the aura of heaven and earth comes from all directions.

This force is not powerful, but it is numerous and very familiar.

Suddenly, Feng Jueyu opened his eyes, and his fiery eyes pierced through the sealed cave entrance. In an instant, the sky suddenly appeared, and his eyes were filled with glowing light. From the sky and the earth, to the south and the north, there were waves of weak but loyal people in all directions.

The power rushed towards the entrance of the cave crazily.

Seeing countless strands of power of unknown origin, Feng Jueyu was immediately overjoyed. He embraced it with both hands, and the countless strands of power surged into his body in an instant.

"The power of faith is the power of my faith. Haha, there is no need to die." Feng Jueyu laughed maniacally.

"What? The power of faith?" Xuanzhong, who was sitting in the Hongyuan space and was preparing for the earth to collapse when he heard Feng Jueyu's laughter, shouted excitedly: "Good boy, you are lucky. At the critical moment, faith helps you.
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