Everyone suddenly realized.

To put it bluntly, the Fire Tribulation is actually countless desperate illusions.

When a monk was in an illusion, he was alarmed by the movement of the flying sword outside, and he immediately realized that this was an illusion.

This is like helping him break free from the illusion!

"This kid actually wants to use us to break the illusion of fire catastrophe at such a time!" Someone couldn't help but say.

"So I told all of you not to take action. Now we can only hope that he will die in the illusion!" the old man roared.

Everyone fell into silence.

It is really incredible to think about using the enemy at such a moment.

What a horrible guy.

Time passes slowly.

Gu Qingshan's figure gradually disappeared from this world.

He actually survived the fire disaster like this.

Monks, you look at me, and I look at you, and you all see the strong hatred in the other person's eyes.

"What a cold-blooded sword cultivator." Someone sighed.

"I'm afraid only such a ruthless person can break through the fire catastrophe." Someone said angrily.

The old man and the great monks had a gloomy face and gathered together to discuss what happened next.

Eventually, they made the decision.

A group of people flew towards Mingche Peak where Zhiluo was.

...

Time passes.

There were roars on Mingche Peak.

The monks launched continuous attacks on the mountain.

It would take about dozens of days to completely destroy the mountain, but the monks did not intend to do that.

After they decided to kill Zhiluo, they occupied the mountain.

Most of the time later.

A wonderful sense suddenly occurred between heaven and earth.

The monks stopped one after another.

Everyone was happy with colors and looked at the old man.

"The heaven and earth have sensed it in advance. After a while, another monk came to overcome the fire disaster - today is a good day." The old man smiled.

"Yes, it seems that today we are destined to get some good achievements."

"That's right."

"That guy was a demon wearing human skin just now. I don't have to pay attention. As long as the person who came this time is normal, we will definitely be able to keep him."

“That’s exactly that.”

The monks agreed and laughed.

"Let's go, come and get this mountain later." Old Cheng waved his hand.

Under his leadership, the monks returned one after another.

They arrived at the courtyard again and quietly waited for the arrival of the newcomers.

One breath,

Two breaths,

Three breaths.

The flame light curtain appears.

It was obvious that a figure was wrapped in the flames.

The old man made a gesture.

All monks began to have a feast and have fun.

A monk walked to the flame light curtain, and when the figure appeared almost, he opened his mouth and said, "Hahaha, there are new fellow Taoists here today, everyone is happy--"

His voice suddenly jammed.

The figure completely appeared.

Gu Qingshan.

It's still Gu Qingshan.

"Why are you still!" the monk couldn't help but say in disgust.

Gu Qingshan said: "Yes, it's me."

He stood there motionless, and the flying sword had dispersed, surrounding the entire courtyard.

All the monks who pretended to have a feast were stunned.

Everyone knows one thing:

In a lifetime, a monk must survive three fire disasters, namely, the realm of seeing the emptiness, the realm of seeking the emptiness, and the realm of empty wheels.

After half an hour, the aura on this man was actually in the Aerial Wheel Realm.

——In other words, he is here to advance to the Three Thousand World Realm!

What an incredible thing this is.

"Why?" the old man said in a stern voice.

"Just take drugs, I don't know if you have heard of the Breaking Realm Pill." Gu Qingshan responded like a chat.

Breaking the Realm Pill!

Legendary treasure.

He actually has such a good thing.

The monks were speechless for a moment and had no idea what to say.

Gu Qingshan looked at the old man and carefully sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power on the old man's body.

kindness.

The old man's magical powers have ended.

It won't be too difficult now...

He held the Chaoyin Sword.

The old man looked at Gu Qingshan and seemed to be confused.

If he wants to activate his magical power again, he needs to rest for a while.

At this moment, the other party stood in front of him again, and was only one level lower than him.

With the opponent's swordsmanship and the powerful spiritual power of the Amphe Realm, the power of swordsmanship has reached a terrifying level.

Even if you can elevate yourself to the Three Thousand Worlds again, the other party will be able to break through your defense and kill yourself!

Besides, your magical powers can only defend, not attack.

The old man quickly figured out this point and put away the solemn meaning on his face bit by bit.

He showed a kind smile, nodded and bowed, "Fellow Taoist, Zizai Tian Realm is your mother's home, welcome you to come again."
Chapter completed!