On the front line of the Mantra, Xiang Yang's Heaven and Earth Furui Wanling Art had already broken through to the eleventh level.

The more you reach the back, the harder it is. The spiritual sense intensity required for each level is the sum of all previous levels. Originally, it shouldn't have been broken through again so quickly.

However, in the Fuyu Sacred Mountain, the Supreme Three Pure Ones sealed his sea of ​​consciousness, but Bing Li ate them all. He did not count his own evolution, but he also gave back a lot of them.

Thanks to its nourishment, Xiang Yang's spiritual sense strength has also soared. Although it is still far from the requirements of the twelve levels, it has laid a solid foundation.

Now, the little demon has conquered billions of illusion blood spirits. As his object of recognition, Xiang Yang has also gained great benefits, and even the spiritual source of the high-level demon is also moistened.

All together, directly pushing his spiritual sense strength to a limit and reaching the brink of breakthrough.

For Xiang Yang, the Heaven and Earth Furui Wanling Art and the One Yuan Ancestral Dragon Art are the two most important techniques, which are directly related to his combat power level. Now that he feels the opportunity to break through, how can he care about anything else?

He first sent a message to Luo Yueliang, and when he saw that the three ships had turned, he was relieved. Then he took out a series of array plates, armed Huanyou to his teeth, and then let it descend at a constant speed and escape to the deep sea.

He himself went directly into the chaos visualization.

After the Heaven and Earth Furui Wanling Art was promoted to the eleventh level, the space you entered during the chaos visualization also changed.

It was a feeling from instinct, as if the space was brighter than before, and the phantom in the distance was also clearer.

He could already see that, in addition to the ancient bronze sword, the tortoise shell and stone were also engraved with dense seal scripts, but with his current ability, he still couldn't really see clearly.

After a certain change, the deepest phantom had disappeared, replaced by a foggy space. However, when the Heaven and Earth Furui Ten Thousand Spirits Art was promoted to the eleventh level, there were a little more light in the space, like a starry sky, hanging quietly there.

He tried hard to look at the ancient bronze sword. Unfortunately, although the entire space was much brighter, except for the three seal scripts "rui", "feng" and "ying", the others were still unclear.

Under his gaze, the ancient bronze sword trembled slightly, but that was all, and it did not directly cut down like before, helping him break through.

"Well, is the spiritual sense intensity not enough?"

"yes!"

In the chaotic visualization, all consciousnesses present an intuitive state, and so do thoughts.

For example, this idea exists in an extremely strange way, not real thinking, it is almost instinctive self-question, and the answer is extremely simple, only yes or no.

Since you have obtained a positive answer, you will continue to grow and you don’t need to think about it any more.

Inside the fantasy, the little demon's body trembled, and a powerful spiritual power rushed directly into Xiang Yang's sea of ​​consciousness from a void and mysterious channel, entangled with his spiritual sense, and then gradually became assimilated and absorbed.

In the chaotic visualization space, Xiang Yang's spiritual sense strength grew at an astonishing speed, and the trembling of the ancient bronze sword became even more intense.

I don’t know how long it took, but the blue light outside the little demon’s body inside the Huanyou was dimming a little. Around the Huanyou, there were countless blood flames, and half of them were extinguished at this time. That was the manifestation of the Wanhuan Blood Spirit being directly drained from consciousness. For them, this was the real death.

And on the sea, the three ships have long gone away

The next morning, Luo Yueliang woke up from his cultivation and took a precious heaven-level pill. The soft and weak feeling of his body finally dissipated a little.

However, she also understood in her heart that the magic crossbow absorbed not only the power of the body, but the vitality, in other words, life span.

Since Qianji Pavilion obtained this magic crossbow during the Sea King Rebellion, it has been researching it for tens of thousands of years and has long been familiar with its power and sequelae during use.

This is a treasure without grades, which is completely different from the magic weapon circulating in the mountains and sea realms. The most basic requirement for using it is a powerful spiritual consciousness, and then sufficient energy.

But even if these two conditions are met, it will still absorb the user's vitality when it attacks. If a monk who originally had a small lifespan is likely to be directly sucked away and both lose to the enemy.

However, Luo Yueliang is still young after all, and he can afford such losses. However, his body can be restored, but it is even more difficult to replenish his vitality and life span.

"But finally escaped from death, the ancestor was safe and sound, but he didn't know who the master who reminded me was?"

She thought quietly, stood up, and pushed open the hatch door.

At the head of the ship, Emperor Jing Huai was standing quietly, looking into the distance.

"Thank you for the elixir of ancestor! I have recovered a lot!"

Emperor Jing Huai Zhen turned around and sighed softly at her: "Moon, that magic crossbow is an ominous weapon, and you sisters are the hope of my Qianji Pavilion's future, so how can you be so impulsive?"

"Old ancestor, this demon crossbow has too high requirements for spiritual consciousness. At that time, only the real person of Li Zong could barely use it, but his life span was not much."

Luo Yueliang met his concerned gaze, his heart warmed up, lowered his head, and he was like a child who had done something wrong, and argued softly.

Emperor Jing Huai shook his head slightly, without saying much, turned around and pointed to the front and said, "I guess I will arrive in Beishenzhou in more than a month. When I get there, I will look for the real person Meng Mi. This little guy is now famous. It is said that he has realized the great way of life and his medical skills are amazing. This time, it is said that the old guy Kong Ying has also gone. I still have a Qingyun immortal stamen. Then see if I can ask him to refine a furnace of Qingxian Creation Pill to do a two-pronged approach, and it can also help you add one or two."

Luo Yueliang's face changed and he said anxiously: "Old ancestor, you must not. The Qingyun Xianrui is your backup plan for the future tribulation, and it cannot be used here. I am still young, so it is nothing to lose some life span."

Emperor Jing Huai raised his eyebrows and said with a stern face: "It's nothing? This magic crossbow absorbs so much vitality, it will reduce its life span by at least five hundred years. Although you are young this year, no matter how much life span is, you will know in the future!"

Seeing Luo Yueliang's stubborn look, his face slowed down and sighed: "I have been at the peak of this seven catastrophe for many years, but I still dare not seek a breakthrough."

He raised his head to the sky, showing his grief: "When I was promoted to the True Emperor, I had a life of death, almost exhausting the resources accumulated by the sect over the years. Even the treasure of the sect was damaged because of this. Otherwise, why should I bring this demon crossbow? The True Emperor's tribulation is to compete with the heaven for his life. How could this fairy tribulation be overcome if I want to? The eight tribulations are too difficult. It would be useless to keep the fairy tasty in the Qingyun fairy tassel."

Luo Yueliang listened in a daze, feeling moved in his heart.

Tears gradually flashed in my eyes
Chapter completed!