"That place is not an unclaimed wasteland, it is the territory of the Phantom Sect."

The aura of the calamity thunder was getting more and more frightening, and Qi Miaoyun had already stopped practicing. She looked at the mountain covered by the calamity cloud and said aloud.

"Phantom Spirit Sect?"

Wang Li shook his head, "I don't have any acquaintance here. Even eight hundred sticks can't hit them together."

Phantom Spirit Sect is a sect ranked in the middle of Huoque Continent. As the name suggests, the sect's best skill is Phantom Spirit.

The so-called phantom is a kind of spiritual war puppet. This kind of war puppet is often refined from the remnant souls of some monster beasts. It has some spiritual consciousness, but no independent consciousness.

The advantage of this method compared to some sects' adamantine puppets and other methods is that the speed of this kind of spiritual war puppet is very amazing, and it moves like a surge of phantom light, so it is called a phantom. However, the disadvantage is that this method

Naturally, this kind of spiritual war puppet is not as strong as those adamantine puppets, and its own defense power is ultimately worse.

According to records, the number of phantoms a monk of the Phantom Sect can control is directly proportional to his cultivation level. Generally speaking, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage can control up to three phantoms, while a monk in the Golden Core Stage can control up to eight.

Phantom.

As for how many phantom spirits the monks in the Nascent Soul stage can control, Wang Li has not seen exact records, because like the Huayang Sect before the ancestor Tonghui passed through the tribulation, this phantom spirit sect seems to have not produced any ghosts for at least hundreds of years.

It’s past the Yuanying monk.

"Qi Shaohuo, does the Phantom Spirit Sect have any Yuanying monks who have cultivated to the ninth level of the Golden Core and are about to transcend the tribulation?" However, Wang Li looked from a distance, and the more he looked at the tribulation cloud, the more he felt that it was not that simple. The turbulent Lei Gang aura was obviously not that simple.

It’s just the aura of thunder and calamity that promotes the golden elixir in the foundation building stage.

"Could it be Master Linghu?" Although Qi Miaoyun has now changed the method and re-cultivated, which is equivalent to the beginning of the first level of Qi refining, her eyesight is naturally not as good as that. At this time, she can also see that the power of the robbery cloud does not seem to be a foundation-building promotion golden elixir.

She was a little surprised by the thunder catastrophe, "Isn't Master Linghu still running out of life?"

But immediately, she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"how?"

Wang Li also noticed something strange about her, "Qi Shaohuo, do you have some stories with this Linghu Master?"

"My master and Master Linghu are good friends. When I was in the foundation-building stage, Master Linghu gave me a spirit-cleansing pill." Qi Miaoyun looked at Wang Li, struggled for a while, and finally spoke his mind.

"Master, you have extraordinary means. It may not be easy for Master Linghu to overcome the tribulation. If..."

At this point, she couldn't continue.

But everyone understood what she meant.

She had received the favor from Master Linghu and wanted to help, but she was incapable of doing so. If she wanted to help, she would probably have to ask Wang Li for help, but she asked Wang Li to see if he could help Master Linghu overcome the calamity. Such a request was beyond her reach.

I also felt that it seemed a little unreasonable.

"Qi Shaohuo didn't expect you to be quite affectionate and loyal."

Wang Li was somewhat impressed by Qi Miaoyun. He chuckled and said, "I don't dare to block this tribulation thunder, not to mention it is not certain whether the real Linghu is going through the tribulation. Let's see the situation clearly first."

"I think you quite like to join in the fun and meddle in other people's business." Wang Li's statement immediately caused He Lingxiu to sneer.

She was too familiar with Wang Li. If Wang Li's words were heard by others, they might still be evasive and they didn't want to care about this man's tribulation. But this was not what he meant by her. If this person was really Linghu Zhenren, she would

I feel that Wang Li most likely needs to be taken care of.

"I'm not meddling in other people's business, am I?" Wang Li blushed slightly, "I have to figure out why I can foresee this person's disaster."

Although He Lingxiu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, she felt in her heart that what he said made sense, so she stopped arguing with him.

Seeing that the calamity cloud had been completely formed, Zhou Yuxi also drove the five-element flame light boat towards the calamity cloud at full speed. Now that it was confirmed that the aura that made Wang Li feel palpitated before was just the energy of this calamity, then for

As far as she is concerned, as long as she does not rush into the scope of the heavenly tribulation, there is nothing to worry about.

Seeing that there were still more than ten miles away from the edge of the calamity cloud, several rays of light shot out from the mountains and forests below, rising into the air in front of them.

Among these rays of light, there were a total of twelve monks. These twelve monks blocked the way of Wang Li and others. They did not look aggressive and wanted to cause trouble. Instead, they all bowed from a distance. The first one was wearing white.

The middle-aged man in cassock said: "Fellow Taoists, please stay. In front of us is our sect, Master Linghu, who is going through the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. Our sect's strength is limited. If the heavenly tribulation involves all of you, my sect, I'm afraid there will be nothing we can do."

"

These pertinent words reminded Wang Li of the scene when Patriarch Tonghui went through the calamity, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional and sad about it.

Ordinary sects really want to become a Nascent Soul monk, but the key point is that most sects really don't have the ability to protect monks like Patriarch Tonghui and Zhenren Linghu from the calamity.

"Don't worry, we are not here to take advantage of the autumn wind, and we will not enter the range of the heavenly tribulation." After confirming that it was really Linghu, Wang Li's tone became more kind, "We just happened to pass by, fellow Taoists.

It’s just that we are destined to watch the ceremony.”

The middle-aged man wearing white robes had a faint elixir light coming from his body. He was a monk with a fourth-level golden elixir cultivation level. At this time, he heard Wang Li speak politely and sensed that most of these young people had extraordinary cultivation levels.

, plus he could tell from a distance that the Dharma boat driven by Zhou Yuxi was the Five Elements Flame Light Boat, so he immediately attributed the people in front of him to those quasi-Daoists who rushed to the four continents on the edge of the east to engage in Daozi battles.

According to the previous news, the quasi-Dao disciples who came from all continents were either on the side of Lu Hexuan of the ancient Shanxia Sect, or on the side of Yang Yanli of the ancient Daluo Sect. With the strength of the Fantasy Sect, it was best not to

Involving any of them.

The middle-aged man in white robes felt a slight movement in his heart, and thought it would be best not to even ask about the origins of Wang Li and others, so he nodded and said: "In that case, we will not hinder all fellow Taoists from watching the ceremony.

"

Then, the middle-aged man led the monks behind him and fell down again.

The more he felt that Wang Li and the others were quasi-Taoist figures from powerful sects from other continents, the more he felt that these people naturally knew the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the less likely they were to act recklessly.

boom!

Almost as soon as the escaping light of these Phantom Spirit Sect monks fell and disappeared, a huge golden thunder pillar fell from the center of the calamity cloud.

This golden thunder pillar is as real as a substance, and its diameter is probably at least more than ten feet. It seems that if it falls, the top of the mountain below will be flattened in an instant.

But the moment he saw this golden thunder pillar, Wang Li felt relieved, "Fortunately, it's not a strange thunder."

What he said is correct. The golden thunder aura that makes up this golden thunder pillar is pure, and it is the common golden thunder. But his words immediately caused He Lingxiu to sneer, "What, you think people

People are as perverted as you, triggering thunder tribulation is a strange thunder? And Qi Miaoyun obviously wants your help, but you think it is too easy for Master Linghu to resist this kind of thunder catastrophe? Do you want to give him some strange thunder? "

Wang Li smiled sarcastically, "Of course that's not what I meant."

While he was talking, the huge golden thunder pillar was blocked by a magic weapon before it really hit the ground.

It was a huge crimson bell. When it was released, it was only a ball of crimson flame the size of a fist, but in an instant it was already several feet square. A crimson brilliance emerged from its entire body, forming relief-like ancient characters.

.

The golden thunder light impacted on its body, and these ancient characters continued to tremble. At the same time, it also continued to make sounds, making huge vibrations.

"This giant bell is nice."

Wang Li couldn't help but praise.

This giant bell is indeed impressive. When it first sounded, the sound was only loud and clear, but after several vibrations, substantial sound waves formed around it. These sound waves disturbed the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and instead formed a

The giant ring-shaped blade was cutting the falling golden thunder.

Although the huge golden thunder pillar falling from the sky was terrifying, when it fell around it, it was broken into pieces and could not impact its body at all.

There were at least hundreds of monks from the Phantom Sect surrounding the mountaintop shrouded by the Heavenly Tribulation. Seeing such a scene, many uncontrollable shouts of surprise suddenly rang out in the forest.

"Qi Shaohuo, it seems that this real spirit fox has good skills, maybe he can survive the catastrophe safely."

Wang Li looked at the giant bell and felt that he could easily survive the first thunderstorm.

But not long after he said these words, he felt something was wrong in his heart.

Because the golden thunder pool in the calamity cloud is really shrinking.

The time it took for this first tribulation thunder to disappear seemed to be much faster than normal thunder tribulations.

"Could it be..."

His eyelids suddenly jumped inexplicably, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Wang Li!"

"Your mouth."

He Lingxiu turned her head suddenly. She gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to hold back from scolding Wang Li, but she felt like she couldn't help it.

"I lost it!"

Wang Li knew something was wrong. Sure enough, the thunder aura in the robbery cloud changed rapidly. In an instant, the golden thunder pool completely disappeared. The upper layer of the robbery cloud turned gray, while the lower layer turned into a strange

of orange-red.

"how so?"

In the surrounding mountains and forests, some people cried out in surprise.

"Hahaha!"

The huge red bell on the top of the mountain suddenly shook, and someone said with a sad and wild laugh, "How can I, the great master Linghu, be so virtuous and capable? I have managed to reach the level of Ningying with such difficulty, yet the tribulation thunder I triggered can still be...

Alien thunder tribulation?"

"...!" Wang Li was inexplicably speechless.

At this moment, a thought arose in his mind, could it be because of him that the Heavenly Tribulation of Master Linghu changed into a different kind of Thunder Tribulation?

There was suddenly a layer of sweat on his vest.
Chapter completed!