In fact, Li Jiao was not having a good time. Although he had the help of the sacrificial altar and most of the power of the immortal tribulation was guided by him, the remaining power still caused the power it had finally gathered to lose 30%.

There are nine kalpas for building immortal spirits, one is stronger than the other. Now it is dead within thousands of feet of its side, and it is not so easy to absorb essence and blood again.

However, there will be some preparation time between the first and second waves of immortal tribulations, and this time is enough.

Li Jiao looked up and saw a ball of golden light on the edge of the sacrificial altar, and the loud collisions were still unstoppable.

The prey actually supported it until now, which surprised it a little, but when it thought about the phantom, it all seemed natural again.

Just a phantom can arouse the original resonance of one's own fairy spirit, just a phantom can disperse one's own talented abilities.

The desire engraved in the bloodline has made Li Jiao crazy.

That feeling is like when it was just a small Li snake, it encountered a dragon blood grass. It was a rhythm derived from instinct and could not be suppressed at all.

"There is ten breaths left, enough! With my current state, I can match the Supreme. Who else can stop me in this mountain and sea realm? Swallow it directly, and then return to the sacrificial altar to wait for the immortal catastrophe! Of course, I still need more essence and blood sacrifices!"

Li Jiao's huge body suddenly bounced up, and the light of the sacrifice altar wrapped in the center was lit up. A faint and unrecognizable wave of sound rolled out with the golden light.

The tribe that worships it is the largest within a radius of thousands of miles. This time, tens of thousands of barbarian warriors participated in the war, but nearly half of it was lost just after just one go.

At this moment, driven by the slightest sound, the remaining barbarian warriors suddenly became restless and walked towards the altar one by one.

On the charred ground, ashes were everywhere, and lightning flashed from time to time. However, the remaining power of this immortal tribulation was unbearable for ordinary barbarian warriors, and three out of ten fell on the road.

This was not enough. The sound continued to dissipate outward, and the barbarian warriors of several tribes around were also affected.

They were not worshipping it. On the altars next to them, phantoms flashed again, looked into the sky, and let out a low cry of anger, as if they were communicating with Li Jiao. After a while, it seemed that they had received a satisfactory reply and quietly dispersed.

The soldiers then slowly moved.

In just a moment, the sound waves had spread hundreds of miles away, and the crowds rushed towards the sacrificial altar where Li Jiao was located, endless, hundreds of thousands of

The green light transformed from the clone of the Qiankun Cauldron was completely surrounded by golden blades. Xiang Yang had no way to notice anything that happened outside. He was listening to something with a strange look at this moment.

"According to Tianyan's analysis, this tremor should be a certain law of great Tao, which is really wonderful."

"The earth dragon turns over, the earth will tremble"

"The breeze blows, the water will tremble"

Xiang Yang looked at his feet and a broken leaf was trembling.

"The grass leaves swing lightly, and naturally there is a trembling force."

"Even if it's just a drop of rain, the air will still tremble when it falls."

"The vitality surging, attack and defense intersect, strong winds and waves in this world, such tremors are everywhere. Even if a simple breath will tremble between the air and the chest cavity. What I want to find is the resonance frequency."

"But what is resonance and what is frequency?"

"That's right?"

With the protection of the Qiankun Cauldron clone, Xiang Yang almost forgot his situation for a moment, and was immersed in that sudden feeling.

Under Tianyan, no slight movement could escape his eyes in the small place where the green light was. After a few breaths, he lifted his hands and paused the Ruyi stick in front of him. Then, according to Tianyan's analysis, he reached out and tapped.

His body can now be comparable to the mysterious weapon. His fingers are flexing, and the Ruyi stick makes a sound of gold and iron fighting.

The repeated knocks were filled with a strange rhythm. The Ruyi stick buzzed and trembled slightly, and his body trembled slightly with it.

As the tremor intensified, the power of the Ancestral Dragon Node on his body, which was about to be suppressed, gradually calmed down, but the tremor of the Ruyi stick became more and more intense. With the tail of the stick standing on the ground as the center, the rumbling sound of the earth hundreds of feet in a radius, and deep cracks appeared on the hard ground.

"Is this resonance? Such tremors reach a wonderful balance with the power of the Ancestral Dragon node, guiding the explosive power out. What if this is the case?"

Xiang Yang flapped his ten fingers, and the knock suddenly accelerated. The sound gradually merged into one with the sound of the collision of the golden blade outside the green light.

In just a moment, his eyes went dark and his whole body trembled. The feeling seemed to be cut by thousands of small knives, and then placed in the huge mill and crushed it hard.

"It's so terrifying."

The clear stream of climbing the sky tree made him wake up very quickly, and his fingertips also paused, but at this moment, the power of the Ancestral Dragon node that had just soothed some became violent again, and he was already injured everywhere inside and outside.

"This is a matter of frequency. Fluttering at some frequencies is beneficial, while others can cause great damage."

He didn't dare to do his experiments with himself. He looked down at the few leaves under his feet. Under the sky, the slight tremors of the leaves were all filled with his eyes.

After sensing it carefully, the edge of the residual leaves became lighter, and the toes exerted force. In an instant, the vibration of the residual leaves suddenly intensified, and then quietly turned into a trace of green dust.

In the Abbot's Fairy Mountain, the old pen tip stretched out and hooked it, and the runes were printed on the body of the Qiankun Cauldron.

The Ding Shuai had become one with his body. Above the mouth of the tripod, there was a white air evaporating. A bronze light slowly rose with the runes and disappeared without a trace.

He seemed to have a wonderful connection with his clone. As soon as the light disappeared, the green light outside Xiang Yang's body became much thicker, and there were even runes flashing. After the golden blades hit, they were no longer bounced open, but were directly dissolved into it. I don't know where they went.

"After so many years, only the young master can return through the trial. We can finally get some breath through the clone. Occasionally, you little bug dare to disturb the world. Even if you can only exert one percent of our power through this clone, what can you block a guy who has not even passed the fairy tribulation?"

Ding Shuai's voice rumbled in this space, full of contempt.
Chapter completed!