Mr. Langyue flew straight out of the atmosphere of the planet with a smile, carrying Yi Chen, and flew towards an olive-shaped flight ship that was about a light year away. Behind, the twelve monks grabbed Kane and others who were covered with various talismans on their bodies, and flew over immediately. A little later, all the remaining monks nervously arranged a formation, and circles of colorful lights rotated rapidly in the formation, like a large net, covering a large area of ​​airspace.

A strong golden light shot out from the planet below, hitting the magic circle set up by the monks. A huge shock made Mr. Langyue's body tremble slightly. He looked behind in a panic and found that the golden light had been eliminated. After he found that the golden light had been eliminated, he had a graceful smile on his face and shot into the flying ship with Yi Chen, and threw Yi Chen heavily and casually in the corner of the control hall.

The monks who were traveling with him entered one after another, and Kane and the others were also thrown to the ground, but they were a little far away from Yi Chen. Yi Chen was placed alone in a corner, and Kane and the others were thrown into the corner of the hall opposite Yi Chen. Mr. Langyue smiled proudly: "In the first few months, the temple sent a large number of people, and even let you juniors escape. It really lost all the face of the temple. However, we finally caught you this time and gave an explanation to the master of the temple."

An old man with blue hair and blue beard quickly flattered: "Everything is the credit of the layman. If it weren't for your great power, it would be a bit troublesome to catch these juniors."

Mr. Langyue laughed: "Mr. Tutu is polite, hahahahahaha, everyone is going to cooperate, otherwise I would have a hard time dealing with them alone."

Chekov's mouth could not let go of his enemy no matter what. At this moment, he began to attack viciously again: "Yes, you are so fucking great. In order to capture us, it also triggered such a bullshit. Damn, if these people hadn't helped you with it, you would have been killed by death. What would you be proud of?"

Mr. Langyue's face changed slightly and he didn't say much. The monks who resisted the first wave of power of the heavenly tribulation for him all looked strange. They each found an excuse to leave the hall, saying that they would go to restore their lost true energy. Mr. Langyue's face was as deep as water, staring at Chekov, who was whistling on the ground like a skinny dog, looked for a long time before he said coldly: "I haven't used all my strength for more than ten thousand years. Humph, I've been wasting some of my strength for a while. If I hadn't saved your life, how could I be afraid of the heavenly tribulation?"

Skye immediately raised a middle finger, gestured an extremely rude gesture, and said with a smile: "That's it? Then let's bet, I bet a dollar, you don't dare to uncover the seal on you now. Fuck, I think we can't see it? You are just afraid of the heavenly tribulation, so you sealed 90% of your power. If you are really not afraid of the heavenly tribulation, do you go out and uncover the seal?"

Jester said lazily: "Sky, don't be too mean to your mouth. You know that he doesn't dare to uncover the seal, so why bother to stimulate him? When people get old, they always have some strange problems. If they want face, how can they be just as good as us? I bet five dollars, and he will never dare to go out and fight with Tianjie."

Yi Chen sat down on the ground and said with a smile: "Jester, you bastards must respect the old masters. How can you say that? In fact, if we lose, we lose. What is there to say? However, Senior Langyue, your kung fu is really strange. It is like a big balloon. The move just now was like a balloon explosion, which made us unable to resist? However, the level is just a careless one."

Lang Yue drank gloomy: "My level is so sloppy? Didn't I catch you?"

Yi Chen was disdainful and spitted on the ground with an extremely uncivilized mouthful, and hummed, "I have passed all the heavenly tribulation. Damn, am I alive yet? But some people who think I am the best in the world obviously dare not go out to overcome the tribulation, but they still want to say that they are not afraid of the heavenly tribulation. It's so fucking hypocrisy." Of course, Yi Chen would never tell Lang Yue that his heavenly tribulation was helped by countless people, especially with the help of the master of the Demon Palace himself.

Mr. Langyue couldn't hold back his face. He bit his teeth and hummed, "You said I don't dare?"

Yi Chen raised a thumbs up, then gestured down contemptly, and said hummingly: "I bet you don't dare. Damn, if you dare to trigger the heavenly disaster now, I will give you the "Kill God" sword to fiddle with you for three days."

Mr. Langyue took a long breath and stood there with a gloomy face without moving for a long time. Yi Chen also took a long breath. The Nascent Soul in his body fluctuated rapidly, and golden ripples crazily impacted the blue light curtain on the periphery. He smiled and said, "How is it? My sword is a fairy soldier of good quality. It is much better than your two ragged things. In three days, maybe you can get the right to manipulate it, right? Think about it? Hum?"

Mr. Langyue suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, okay, Yi Chen, you and your subordinates have a clever mouth. Okay, I will go out now and let you see how the so-called heavenly tribulation can do me. Humph, I am not being inspired by your method of agitating, but your sword will be summoned and let me practice for three days. Don't let it go again."

Yi Chen waved his hand lazily: "I can't use any real energy now. Don't worry, as long as you are still alive, how dare I not hand over it?"

Mr. Langyue snorted coldly and walked towards the cabin door of the flight ship. Several old men quickly stopped him and asked nervously: "Mr., don't be impulsive. The 'Blue Spirit True Gang' you practiced is the ultimate Yin technique. The power of the heavenly tribulation caused is more than ten times that of ordinary people. You..."

Mr. Langyue stopped a little hesitantly. The "Blue Ling Zhengang" was extremely powerful, so he forced Yi Chen and the others to defeat with tens of thousands of years of powerful true energy. However, it was because of the innate restraint of the martial arts that the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation caused was extremely powerful. Compared with ordinary practitioners, the damage was at least ten times greater. This is also one of the reasons why Mr. Langyue dared not pass the tribulation easily. Although he continued the astonishingly huge true energy with tens of thousands of years of hard practice, Mr. Langyue had to seal these true energy in his body and dare not use it randomly, which became a heart disease for him.

Seeing that Mr. Langyue stopped, Ace immediately shouted in a strange voice: "Boss, look, this old maggot dare not go out. What he said just now is just fart." As he said something unclean, Ace's hand did not stop. He was just behind Kane. Kane's huge body covered his body. He was secretly stumbled with all his last little strength to tear up the talismans attached to Kane. It was because of these things that they were suppressed and they were no longer in strength.

Hearing Ace's extremely rude words, Mr. Langyue laughed: "Okay, if I dare not overcome the tribulation today, wouldn't you, the younger generation, underestimate me? Well, it's time to settle today. I have practiced the "Lan Ling Zhen Gang" to the realm of Great Perfection. If I don't overcome the tribulation, I will never make any progress in my life. Humph, today may be my fate."

With a gloomy face, he waved away several monks who stopped him, strode to the cabin door, then rushed out of the flight ship, flew more than ten thousand miles away, preparing to overcome the tribulation.

Mr. Langyue also had a small plan in his mind. When he grabbed Yi Chen and the others just now, the true energy accumulated in his body had been released. Now if the seal is revealed, the power of the heavenly tribulation that can be triggered will be slightly smaller. Especially just now, he had already triggered a heavenly tribulation, and the first wave of attack was resisted by the monks who were traveling with him. In this way, the subsequent heavenly tribulation is incomplete, and this power is greatly reduced. In some aspects, this is an absolutely good opportunity to overcome the tribulation.

If you wait for a while, the true energy in your body will slowly accumulate again, the power of the thunder caused will be even stronger, and you will not be very sure.

Thinking of this, Mr. Langyue made a clear mind and waved his hand to fly out eight pearls. The big ones were floating above his head, while the small ones surrounded him. Two flying swords also turned into blue light and shot out. Then, he waved out hundreds of small flag gates, and arranged a magic circle with great defense on the outside of his body. Then hundreds of layers of delicate tulle flew out, and blue light curtains enveloped his whole body. Then there were countless small blue crystal beads, like sand and stones as big as fingers, emitted a ray of lightning and dancing in the air...

One by one, the strange treasures kept flying out of Mr. Langyue's hands. The monks who were checking through the "Water Mirror Technique" kept admiring: "The layman is worthy of being called "Duobao True Person". How did he collect so many of these rare treasures in the world?"

"That's right, those blue crystal beads are the most powerful 'yin thunder' condensed 'Nine Yin evil energy' collected from the 'Xuanyin Ze'? The power of one is enough to destroy the world and use it to defend against the heavenly tribulation. It is the best magic weapon."

"Oh my God, isn't that the 'Qiqiao Ruyi Treasure Gallery'? Look, even the top 'Holy Relic' has been subdued. Ordinary practitioners who practice Taoism can survive the heavenly tribulation with this magic weapon."

As more and more magic weapons were flying out by Mr. Langyue, the monks in the flying ship were gradually attracted all their attention, and no one noticed Yi Chen and the others anymore. After all, Yi Chen was sealed with the Nascent Soul by Mr. Langyue, and Kane and the others were joined by hundreds of monks to seal their power with numerous talismans. There was no need to worry that they would get out of trouble. On the contrary, Mr. Langyue had set up such a big formation, if he didn't have a good experience, it would be a big regret.

Naturally, there are also monks with unbearable thoughts in their hearts. How could they not be moved when they saw so many rare treasures from Mr. Langyue? Anyway, they were all following the orders of the temple when they came to hunt down Yi Chen and they had no friendship with Mr. Langyue. What if Mr. Langyue was struck by thunder and was so scattered... they were really going to collect some good magic weapons as soon as possible. Anyway, they couldn't get cheaper, otherwise, no one else would have?

In the direction where Yi Chen was sitting, you could see Ace's little claws desperately tearing the talisman behind Kane. The pure thunder and lightning energy contained in the purple talisman almost roasted his claws, while Ace had a smile on his face and kept screaming with Chekov, concentrating on his luck and tearing him up.

What about Chekov? His mental power was not blocked much. After all, his mental power was a completely unfamiliar energy for those monks. Now, a thin blue fog was shooting out from his fingers, hovering around Jester in front of him, constantly offsetting the power of the talismans. The huge recoil force was transmitted back, and a trace of blood was gradually flowing out of Chekov's nose.

Let’s look at the others. Everyone was trying their best to help their companions unravel the shackles on their bodies. They were secretly moving, while everyone was shaking their muscles by the powerful talismans on their companions, and bloodshots flowed out from their seven orifices little by little. In this case, countless dirty words and mocking at Mr. Langyue still poured out like a tide.

A monk looked back in anger and cursed: "You younger generations, hum, the lackeys from the Demon Palace, after we send you to the Immortal Map Star, you will have a good life. Why are you quarreling? Didn't you see Senior Langyue passing the tribulation?"

The monk waved his hand, and a hazy blue light curtain enveloped half of the hall, isolated Yi Chen and his group and the monks. There was no sound of abnormal movement, and the actions of Jester and his friends struggling desperately also did not look very clear outside because of the blocking of the light curtain.

Yi Chen smiled, nodded at Jester and the others, and showed an encouraging look. Yi Chen felt heartbroken in his heart. Chekov's recoil was getting bigger and bigger due to his mental power, and two blood columns had emerged from his nose. Skye and the seven vampires, whose claws were almost turned into roasted chicken feet, and a faint smell of barbecue drifted in the air.

Kane closed his eyes and concentrated, the violent true energy in his body rushed back and forth like the raging sea, trying to break through the huge pressure brought to his body by the talisman. Ace kept tearing a talisman behind him, and the pressure there gradually became a little lighter, which also became the breakthrough of Kane's true energy. His extremely pure true energy broke through the gap...

Yi Chen also closed his eyes, and his Nascent Soul was expanding wildly. The "Kill God" turned into a thin line of golden light, pierced through the blue light curtain, and rushed to the vicinity of the Nascent Soul. Yi Chen's divine thoughts directed his Nascent Soul, and started to assassinate the energy virtual body transformed by the "Kill God" and randomly assassinated in the purple palace. At this moment, Yi Chen's entire mind was immersed in his Nascent Soul, and everything he saw was the environment where the Nascent Soul was in now.

There was no trace of true energy coming from all around, and the flow of true energy had been blocked by Mr. Langyue. The Nascent Soul faced a huge blue cover that seemed like a sky curtain. Yi Chen's Nascent Soul stabbed with his sword, and with a 'sweep', the light curtain broke a hole, but the blue light around immediately flowed around, and the hole was filled. When the "Kill God" was retracted, while the hole had not disappeared, a pure 'sword essence' flowed in from outside and merged into the Nascent Soul, and the Nascent Soul's power was immediately enhanced a little.

In this way, Yi Chen frantically teared the blue light flow that controlled all his strength in his body, and Jester and the others were also struggling desperately.

Outside, Mr. Langyue finally threw out all the magic weapons, and only held two small things in his hand, like toys. One was a small black wooden magic sword; the other was golden, like a windmill for children to play with, but its texture was neither gold nor wood nor jade nor stone, so I don’t know what it made.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Langyue carefully stabbed his body with a sword. A few crisp cracks came from his body, and a thick stream of blue light spread out from his body. It was the effect of the huge true energy he had accumulated for tens of thousands of years, which naturally scattered after the constraints disappeared.

To put it bluntly, it was like a fly smelling a stinky meat. Just as the true energy of Mr. Langyue had just radiated and merged with the innate energy of the outside world, a trace of slight golden light had already gathered with a huge force that kept shaking the space passing by. From the empty void around, billions of golden lights flew over, and the gathering direction was less than a hundred feet above Mr. Langyue's head. It seemed that Mr. Langyue was shrouded in a layer of golden light, glorious like a god.

Mr. Langyue was extremely nervous. Seeing that a ball of golden light was about to take shape, he shouted clearly in his mouth: "Go." He picked up the magic sword in his hand, and a small thunder shot out. A large blue light hit the golden light like thunder. The void around him shook slightly, and the two balls of light disappeared at the same time.

A smile appeared on Mr. Langyue's face and he felt relieved. In order to successfully overcome the tribulation, he finally condensed these 108 Yin thunders with various means, in order to collide with them before the heavenly thunder took shape. Now he tried it a little and was indeed very skillful. The first heavenly thunder was wiped out without being emitted.

The monks watching the fun next to him exclaimed real praise. Among them, there were people who had passed the tribulation, but they were often extremely embarrassed when they passed the tribulation. How could they offset the first thunder without any effort like Mr. Langyue?

For a moment, these monks became curious and flew out of the flight ship one by one, approaching Mr. Langyue, ready to enjoy the entire process of Mr. Langyue's tribulation. At the same time, if he successfully passes the tribulation, he would be the first to go up to congratulate him, which is always a kind of affection. From common sense, as long as a person can successfully pass the tribulation, his skills will be improved by a big step, because then he will be the so-called gods and immortals. As long as he is willing, he can ascend to the immortal world at any time.

Of course, the only reason why these monks, including those who have successfully passed the tribulation, cannot keep up with Mr. Langyue's strength is that the power of the "Lan Ling Zhen Gang" is too great, so Mr. Langyue became the leader of their group as a monk who has not passed the tribulation.

A faint golden light was emitted from Yi Chen's body, and at the same time a hazy silver cloud enveloped him. The blue light shield in his body had been almost wiped out. The power that had invaded his body and blocked his true energy flow was also absorbed by the "Kill God" and transformed into Yi Chen's own "Sword Yuan".

Gradually, the power of the stars outside flowed into Yi Chen's body became stronger and stronger. Yi Chen's Nascent Soul continued to absorb these newborn forces, growing rapidly like a balloon. Yi Chen felt a wonderful feeling of floating and flying all over his body. He was shocked and quickly restrained his mind and used the secret method of the Demon Palace to control the true energy in his body. His majestic true energy that was about to rise was suddenly suppressed, and the Nascent Soul, which was about to rush out of his body, was suddenly pulled down. A huge anti-shock force filled his whole body. Yi Chen felt a scattering sound in his body. The external energy that hindered the flow of his true energy was completely shattered. He let out a low whistle and jumped up quickly.

Yi Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, I almost flew straight to the fairy world. Fortunately, I reacted quickly... It's good that I practiced the 'Star Art'. Old Lang Yue couldn't think that my mental method could continuously absorb true energy from the outside world, right? Otherwise, how could I get out of trouble so quickly? Humph... Ordinary cultivators can generate true energy purely by the operation of the Nascent Soul."

Yi Chen took a breath, and the fog on his body subsided. He had already pounced on Jester and the others, pinched the sword technique with his right hand, and quickly scratched the talismans on Kane and the others. With a "swish" sound, all the talismans were shattered. Kane and others immediately jumped up, then closed their eyes and concentrated, and began to recover the trauma caused by the crazy shock of the true energy in their body.

Yi Chen looked at the burnt claws of the seven people of Skye, and his eyes flashed with murderous aura. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of silver lights shot towards their bodies. Star dew condensed from the air and merged into Skye and their bodies. Gradually, their hand claws that exposed their bones returned to their flesh color, and a trace of flesh grew rapidly. By the time they completed their breathing adjustment, Skye and their bodies had returned to normal.

The first thing Jester said when he opened his eyes was: "Boss, should we kill them?"

Yi Chen smiled grimly: "Kill them? Our strength is not enough, but we can have a way to harm them. Humph, do you remember the incident when I passed the tribulation at the 'Pharm God Star'? Because my divine thoughts at that time enveloped the entire 'Pharm God Star', so the target of the heavenly tribulation was the entire planet, and even the master of the Demon Palace was almost injured... You are ready to control the flying ship to jump and leave here, and I will add a little fun to that old guy, Mr. Langyue."

Jester and the others showed a knowing deep smile. The three people with the strongest true energy of Phil, Gore and Kane took the lead in inputting the true energy into the crystal beads in the control hall. Jester and the others' true energy were either gloomy, hot, or fierce, and slowly invested the true energy. Cooperating with Phil and the others to control the entire flight ship. As for Chekov, his mental power had been emitted, and he controlled a group of small meteors outside the flight ship, ready to use them as defense at any time.

Yi Chen sat cross-legged on the floor, and his divine thoughts were endless, gradually merged into the innate vitality around him. No monk noticed that Yi Chen was damaging. They were just a little surprised that the movement of the innate vitality around him had a temporary abnormality, but it immediately recovered, and nothing seemed to be wrong.

Mr. Langyue almost burst into pain at this moment. His pure yin energy of "Blue Crystal True Gang" was too heavy. As the yin and yang of heaven and earth grew, the power of pure yang heavenly thunder increased greatly. At this moment, the power of a heavenly thunder was more than thirty times higher than what he knew. At this moment, he needed four yin thunders to offset a ball of golden light, and there were only 108 yin thunders in total. If consumed like this, it would be insufficient to offset a small half of the thunder at most.

With a loud "swish", the overflowing space shock waves clearly spread the sound to everyone's ears. Mr. Langyue subconsciously picked up the magic sword and shot a yin thunder. This was the last one, which was not enough to resist the divine power of the sky thunder. A thick golden light was surrounded by a bright golden ray of lightning, and it slashed heavily at Mr. Langyue's heart.

Mr. Langyue's face turned cold, and the magic sword in his hand shook, three sword shadows appeared, and the magic arrays around him shook. The space he was in seemed to separate from the space around him, turning into an absolutely independent small world. The golden light penetrated his magic array, passed through the other end intact, and hit an asteroid in the distance, and a huge mushroom cloud rose up.

All the monks watching the battle exclaimed in their hearts: "Oh my God, Senior Lang Yue doesn't know that using such a magic circle to avoid the attack of the thunder will attract the supreme demon?"

This is the most taboo thing when passing the tribulation. Ordinary monks use their magic power and heavenly thunder to resist. After they resist, they will get through it. If they use mysterious magic to make the heavenly thunder lose their target, then the terrifying heavenly demon will arise from their hearts and use many means to destroy the cultivator's Nascent Soul True Qi, and destroy the ten thousand years of hard cultivation. Once the vital energy is completely wiped out, the heavenly thunder in the sky will give him a last blow, causing the cultivator to lose his soul.

At this moment, Mr. Langyue was also indescribable. The power of the heavenly thunder he faced was too great. Instead of destroying all his magic weapons by a series of huge heavenly thunders and relying on his physical body to resist, it is better to rely on his own practice and use the true fire in his heart to practice the heavenly demons. In this way, as long as he resists the last attack of heavenly thunder, it is enough. Mr. Langyue has confidence that with his stable heart of Tao, he can resist the invasion of the heavenly demons.

After using the small meteors around him to set up the trap, Chekov also used a water mirror to observe the process of Mr. Langyue's tribulation. Seeing Mr. Langyue's desperate choice to fight against the demon, Chekov couldn't help but mutter: "Idiot, I'm going to die and still have to defend my face... Alas, you actually ask the monks next to you to help. When you come back, you say you have to live by yourself. We won't know, what are you afraid of?"

Jester snorted coldly: "Idiot? Chekov, are you talking about yourself? What is his identity and status? Since we are betting with us, how could we use these methods? But, the demon, is it very beautiful? The boss said that he had encountered demons invasion while sitting in meditation. Damn, that figure is really good."

When Chekov heard this, his saliva flowed down and asked regardless of his condition: "Really? Really? Are they wearing clothes?"

Just as Jester was about to answer, Yi Chen's roar came from their minds: "Fuck, the demon is not a entity, but an illusory, something similar to spiritual power. He can transform into any object. If you have the opportunity to discuss these, why not prepare to slip away quickly. My divine thoughts have merged with the energy of heaven and earth around them, and you are ready." After saying that, Yi Chen left several naked women with hot bodies and extremely beautiful appearances in their minds, and pulled out his divine thoughts.

Chekov smiled lewdly: "Is this the change of the demon? Oh my God, I really want to be with them...hehe..."

A lewd smile came from the flying ship, and Yi Chen had already used the method of controlling the vital energy he had learned to sneakily approach Mr. Langyue.

At this moment, Mr. Langyue's muscles were sore, swelling, painful, numb, itchy, and sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty in his mouth. In his mind, countless beauties were entangled and twisting with each other, and occasionally there were filthy words. The demons did not know where they came from or where they were gone. He was just a kind of decree of heaven and earth, and a means to deal with those who practice Taoism.

Yi Chen had already passed the heavenly tribulation and almost got the gold medal of exemption from crime. His divine thoughts traveled back and forth in the virtual world transformed by the heavenly demon, and the heavenly demon ignored him. Yi Chen smiled in his heart. As long as he did not take the initiative to offend the heavenly demon, he would not attack him. So, Yi Chen's divine thoughts wrapped around him with the huge innate vitality around him rushed into the mind that was wide open due to the invasion of the heavenly demon.

The "mind confusion technique" taught by the old lama in the Potala Palace invaded the mind of Mr. Langyue with a thunderous force. Yi Chen sinisterly used the images of several crying men and women changed by the demons to silently enter the mind of Mr. Langyue. Yi Chen could feel that Mr. Langyue was slightly panicked since he saw these men and women, and almost burned his divine thoughts by the demons. I think he was his former relative?

The most terrifying thing about the demons is that they will use the most vulnerable part of the cultivator's heart to attack. Mr. Langyue is worthy of being a priest who has practiced hard for so long. His mind is in his grasp, as bright as the bright moon. He shakes slightly and then immediately closes it again. However, Yi Chen's divine thoughts are in the presence or absence, and he intentionally gives them. Unlike the demons, he does not rely on instinct to act, which actually allows Yi Chen to invade his mind.

Yi Chen snorted coldly, but it exploded in the mind of Mr. Langyue. Mr. Langyue was shocked. He thought that the demon had changed a new means to invade him. He hurriedly guarded the door tightly, and then recited the "Nine Heavens Demons Demons".

Yi Chen ignored these truths. He was not a demon, and the truth was useless. He began to collect the scattered "Blue Crystal True Gang" in Mr. Langyue's body, and then he gradually entered the subtle feeling of being one with the heaven and earth when he was in the "Medicine God Star". Huge streams of innate vitality gathered from all directions and gathered into Mr. Langyue's body.

The monks watching the battle next to him exclaimed: "It is worthy of being Mr. Langyue. With the help of the most refined and pure innate energy, it is indeed the best choice to use the Yin Fire Demon sound of the Demon."

"We are indeed far inferior to lay Buddhists to be able to absorb such powerful innate vitality."

How could these people know that Yi Chen has become one with the world at this moment. In addition, the main characteristic of the "Star Art" is absorption and absorption. Naturally, the innate vitality is coming like a bird entering the forest. Circles of ethereal and illusory vitality gathered from all around with a faint fluorescent energy. Mr. Langyue was overjoyed. His mind felt the mysterious truth between the world, and he had a vague illusion.

No matter how powerful the demon is, it is just a dealing with a monk. Can he shake the sky and fight against the earth?

Mr. Langyue's heart was as if the breeze crossed the river, and bright as if the moon shining on the ground. At this moment, he was not worried about the demon who had used all the methods. The demon was harmless to him... Mr. Langyue's tense mind gradually relaxed, and all his divine thoughts were immersed in the wonderful feeling of communicating with heaven and earth.

The power of the demon was interspersed in the mind and spirit of Mr. Langyue, and countless phantoms emerged one after another, but these phantoms at this moment had no effect on Mr. Langyue. The demon had exhausted his skills and transformed into a golden image of a god. After bowing slightly, it dissipated. The ceiling and light and fog that originally surrounded Mr. Langyue's body gradually dissipated.

The golden light threads in the sky became denser and denser, and the last blow of the sky thunder was about to be released.

Yi Chen had vaguely felt the pulse of hundreds of planets around him. He had connected his divine thoughts with those planets, feeling the trembling of every stone above them, the tenderness of every drop of water and the elegance of every wind... Yi Chen gradually became addicted to this wonderful connection. Gradually, he found that these planets seemed to have emotions and were inviting him into their hearts.

Seeing that Yi Chen was about to enter into meditation in depth again, the spiritual thoughts of Mr. Langyue's unworried had already swept across the trace of his mind hidden in his heart like a radar. Yi Chen seemed to be hit by thunder, and quickly took back his mind.

Mr. Langyue keenly felt Yi Chen's place, but it disappeared in a flash. At this moment, he was confused and unconscious, and he was focused on feeling the supreme state of unity between man and nature. Once he felt that Yi Chen's divine thoughts had escaped from him, he had no intention of chasing Yi Chen. He blocked the door of the mind that was opened by the invasion of the demons and immersed himself in one's heart.

Inspired by Yi Chen, the vitality of those planets gradually gathered on Mr. Langyue. Mr. Langyue felt that he could do everything and could destroy a planet in every move. The stars around him could be used completely for him. He was these planets, and the planets became him. Their power had been integrated together, and the huge power of the "Blue Crystal True Gang" began to be displayed. Circles of bright blue light fog emanated from all directions, gathering with those far and near planets.

The golden light ball about meter in the sky had already taken shape, but the mind of Mr. Langyue suddenly merged with the planets. A breath that was so huge that it could not be emitted by humans enveloped the surroundings. Suddenly, a sudden change broke out, and countless golden light columns gathered from all directions. The space trembled violently. The volume of the golden light ball expanded more and more, and gradually, it seemed that it was the size of a hill.

The monks watching the battle were stunned. Have they ever seen such an outrageous heavenly tribulation? This power is really outrageous. If the sky thunder is struck by now, no one can come here. The sky thunder is still gathering, and the light ball is constantly growing...
To be continued...