Chapter 2127 Overcoming the Tribulation

Standing at the foot of Black Dragon Mountain, looking at the mountain filled with poisonous mist, Song Yan secretly thought about how to complete this first kill.

With a thought in his mind, he released his spiritual consciousness to explore the Black Dragon Mountain and capture Jiumoyuan's traces.

But immediately, he withdrew his consciousness and secretly shouted, "No wonder."

The poisonous mist on Black Dragon Mountain can actually corrode the cultivator's spiritual consciousness.

Then, he tried to step into the outside of the mountain, and clearly felt the poisonous mist corroding his true energy.

So, he immediately retreated.

"It's really not easy for Jiumo Yuan to make the Great Jin Dynasty helpless and give up chasing him!"

He was sure that even if a master of tribulation broke into the Black Dragon Mountain, he might not be able to capture Jiumo Yuan, mainly because the poisonous mist in the mountain was too powerful.

"Boy, you are sent by the Jin Dynasty, right? If you have the guts, go into the mountains and try it!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded, a bit teasing and provocative.

Song Yan couldn't help but frown. This Jiumoyuan was really arrogant. Others couldn't do anything to him, so he couldn't help it?

So, he responded: "Jiumo Yuan, you are a lost dog who only dares to hide in the Black Dragon Mountain and live an elusive life, and you still dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Jiumoyuan was furious, and then, black mist surged, and three black shadows flew out of the poisonous mist.

These are the three poisonous people controlled by him, and their strength is not low. Each of them has the cultivation level of Dongxu early stage.

"kill him!"

Jiumo Yuan ordered.

Immediately, all three poisonous men came towards Song Yan to kill him.

"roll!"

Song Yan raised his hand and struck out three rays of light, heading straight for the three poisonous figures.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three poisonous figures were hacked away by him.

However, these three poisonous figures had extremely high defense. They immediately stood up and charged at Song Yan again.

"collapse!"

Suddenly, Song Yan formed a mysterious hand seal with both hands, and then typed it out.

"Puff puff!"

The printed light hit the three poisonous figures heavily. Suddenly, their bodies exploded and turned into a pool of black blood. He was using the "Beng" tactic in the "Eight-Character Mantra" he obtained from Jiang Yan. .

In the Black Dragon Mountain, Jiumoyuan was silent.

The three Dongxu poisonous people were also one of his trump cards. Unexpectedly, they were killed by that kid so easily.

"Huh!"

Song Yan suddenly discovered that after killing these three poisonous men, he also gained more than 20 million yuan of luck, which was an unexpected blessing.

"Jiumo Yuan, do you dare to come out and die?"

Song Yan shouted.

Jiumoyuan didn't respond and pretended to be a coward. Anyway, the other party didn't dare to enter Black Dragon Mountain.

After shouting a few more words, Song Yan's eyes flashed with helplessness. Jiumo Yuan was flexible and flexible. He was a real villain. After knowing that he was no match for him, he simply couldn't get out.

but……

The next moment, Zhou Qing quickly started galloping around the Black Dragon Mountain, and continued to drive one spiritual crystal into the ground.

"What is that kid doing? Is he setting up a formation?"

Jiumoyuan felt a little more vigilant in his heart.

But soon, he felt relieved.

Black Dragon Mountain is so big, even if that kid wants to set up a formation, I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability.

It took a full day.

Song Yancai buried tens of millions of spiritual crystals around Black Dragon Mountain.

Then, he began to form seals with his hands.

Suddenly, streaks of crimson light shot up into the sky, instantly forming a fiery red cover that enveloped the entire Black Dragon Mountain.

This time, Jiumoyuan panicked.

He did not expect that the other party would deploy a formation that enveloped Black Dragon Mountain in just one day.

"Hmph, although this kid has set up a formation, the range is too wide, so the defense of this formation is definitely not high!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and tried to use the magic weapon to bombard the formation wall.

"Bang bang bang!"

After several attacks, the formation wall remained motionless.

At this moment, the space within the formation began to distort. His next attack fell into the void, and he could no longer attack the formation wall.

"Boom boom boom!"

Something even more terrifying happened, a large amount of flames fell from the sky.

The temperature of these flames is extremely high, and both poisonous mist and poisonous insects will be burned under these flames.

For a time, the entire Black Dragon Mountain was turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Song Yan brought up the system interface and found that his luck was increasing rapidly. The poisonous dragons on the Black Dragon Mountain were counted in hundreds of millions. Even if a poisonous insect had less than a little luck, when the real fire fell, the poisonous insect would be burned to death. I don’t know how much.

Therefore, in an instant, his luck increased by more than 120 million.

The flames continued to fall, and at the same time, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was quickly drawn away, and was incorporated into the formation and turned into real fire.

Feeling the changes around Black Dragon Mountain, countless cultivators flew towards this direction.

When they saw that the entire Black Dragon Mountain was enveloped by the formation, and the formation was filled with real fire, shock and horror appeared on their faces.

"Which fierce man can set up such an earth-shattering formation?"

"Haha, that Poison King Jiumo Yuan is going to be in trouble!"

Immediately, some people noticed Song Yan's presence, and they all looked at him in awe.

At this moment, inside the formation.

Jiumo Yuan was controlling the remaining five poisonous men to run rampant, looking for the formation wall.

Unfortunately, the void within the formation has become distorted. Even if he is extremely familiar with the entire Black Dragon Mountain, it is extremely difficult to find the formation wall.

What's more, real fire is the nemesis of poison. Under the burning of real fire, not only the five poisonous people, but also Jiumoyuan felt that the real energy in his body was disappearing rapidly.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The poisonous insects on the Black Dragon Mountain have been burned away by the real fire, but Song Yan has received more than 500 million fortunes, which is really unexpected.

As for the five poisonous men in the hands of Poison King Jiumoyuan, they are almost unable to withstand them.

"Senior, I surrender! Surrender!"

Jiumoyuan's voice came from within the formation, carrying endless panic.

"That's the voice of Poison King Jiumoyuan. I never expected that he would one day beg for mercy!"

"Hmph, this person is cruel and ruthless. He has harmed many comrades. He deserved his death. That senior was killing harm for the people, so he killed well!"

More and more practitioners are coming in with inquiries.

But no one dared to disturb Song Yan. At the same time, everyone was secretly guessing who Song Yan was.

Song Yan ignored Jiumoyuan's plea for mercy.

Instead, the formation is controlled to increase the absorption of the vitality of heaven and earth.

suddenly.

Fifty million yuan of luck came in. Song Yan knew that it was Jiumoyuan's five poisonous people who were burned to death.

Another half hour passed.

Another fifty million came in. Now Song Yan sensed that Jiumo Yuan's life breath had been lost in the formation, and he had been burned to death by real fire.

"good!"

He was very satisfied with this. Just one Jiumo Yuan allowed him to gain more than 600 million luck, which was enough for him to integrate the skills and magical powers obtained from Baifayuan.

Since Jiumo Yuan is dead.

Song Yan withdrew the formation.

The poisonous mist on Black Dragon Mountain has been completely refined by the real fire, so after the formation was removed, the entire mountain appeared, bare, with sporadic flames, and a large amount of black mist.

"Senior, I am the Lord of Yulong City, Chi Zaisheng. You have done a lot of harm to our Yulong City. I dare you to ask your name, senior!"

Black Dragon Mountain is located hundreds of miles away from Yulong City, which has always frightened the city lord of Yulong City, fearing that Jiumo Yuan would one day massacre the entire city.

"No problem, it's a trivial matter. I am Song Yan, the teacher of Tianshu Academy!" Song Yan responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Chi Zisheng looked stern: "It turns out to be Mr. Song from Tianshu Academy. Tianshu Academy is indeed well-deserved. I wonder if Mr. Song can go to Yulong City as a guest?"

"No need! I still have something important to do, so I'll take the first step!"

Song Yan was busy improving his cultivation. He was not interested in going to Yulong City. As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan rose into the sky and disappeared in a few flashes.

Song Yan was sitting cross-legged on a sand dune in a certain desert.

The technique he scanned from Dean Baifa is called "Dongming Zhenjing". After his modification, it can be practiced to the peak of the late stage of transcending the tribulation. If it is all integrated, it will consume 108 million luck.

However, Song Yan was not prepared to merge together.

Because once he directly merges into the later stage of transcending the tribulation, he will face three rounds of tribulation in succession.

"Integrate the "Dongming Scripture" to the early stage of transcending the tribulation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the cultivation level in his body rising.

After sitting on the sand dune for five full days, Song Yan's cultivation finally reached the early stage of transcending the tribulation.

Then, calamity clouds began to gather in the sky. In less than an hour, a huge calamity cloud with a radius of a hundred miles formed.

There were also many monsters in the desert. They sensed the calamity clouds in the sky and fled in panic.

After brewing for another quarter of an hour, a thunderbolt finally struck down.

"boom!"

This tribulation thunder struck Song Yan's body heavily, but failed to break through his true energy shield.

It wasn't until the third calamity thunder fell that Song Yan's Qi shield shattered, causing him to be slightly injured.

Luck can offset natural disasters.

In the world, apart from the emperor of the imperial court, only Song Yan can control luck.

Therefore, he used 10 million luck to place a luck defense shield in his body.

really.

When the fourth tribulation thunder fell, most of its power was offset by luck, which also consumed about two million.

Song Yan didn't feel bad about this.

Continue to overcome the tribulation.

Finally, the thunder bombing was completed.

Then, a large amount of luck power suddenly came from the world and gathered into his body. There were actually more than 60 million.

In other words, not only did he not lose money during this tribulation, he also made a lot of money.

"very good!"

Song Yan said with satisfaction and began to integrate his cultivation to the middle stage of transcending the tribulation.

Ten days later, the calamity clouds gathered again.

One month later.

Song Yan flew out of the desert, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the late stage of tribulation. He was only one step away from becoming an immortal. As long as he survived the last tribulation, he would become an immortal.

Of course, because humans, immortals, and gods are all in the same dimension, even if they become immortals, they will not ascend.

Jumu City is also one of the twelve desolate-level cities of the Jin Dynasty.

Too on the first floor.

Song Yan climbed up the steps and came to sit down in front of a young man wearing a white shirt and looking suave.

"I don't know you, right?"

The romantic young man raised his eyes and looked at Song Yandao.

"I have a finger, and I would like to ask Scholar Qianhuan to taste it!"

Song Yan said with a smile.

When the other party heard Song Yan calling his name, his expression changed slightly, and then he said: "Did you admit the wrong person? I am not some Qianfan scholar!"