Heaven Defying Dark Empress

This is the case between heaven and earth, if you get more, you will pay more accordingly. If you have more power, then you have to shoulder greater responsibilities. Sometimes pies do fall from the sky, but if they hit The incompetent who is not prepared will only be the result of bloodshed in the end!

We must know that opportunity and ability always complement each other.

Surrounded by the black wind, the spiritual energy roared like a real dragon, but it could not be condensed into a Taoist pagoda for a long time. On Mu Tianyin's fair forehead, there were already tiny beads of sweat, dripping down her chin.

The heaven-defying eight-fold pagoda of the Eastern Emperor's Sutra refers to ordinary monks. For a single pagoda, if it is cultivated according to the Eastern Emperor's Sutra, it can condense the willpower of the eight-fold pagoda, but it doesn't say anything about the Taoist body. also.

But even according to ordinary monks, Mu Tianyin's current two pagodas add up to the ninth heaven!

Although it can't be completely calculated according to this, but just from this aspect, it is conceivable that Mu Tianyin consumed willpower. Starting from the fifth level of the Black Tower, she seemed to be struggling a bit.

Mu Tianyin was dripping sweat on her cheeks on the Dao Zhan Dao platform, while Gu Xing'er was also sweating profusely watching from below.

"Tianyin, don't worry, you must be steady!" Gu Xing'er clenched her fists on her lap, she didn't know if she was excited or nervous, anyway, her hands were trembling all the time, and now she was even more nervous. The legs trembled.

On the other side, at the six-story pagoda, Ji Mingyao has been stuck here for two hours!

"Hoo hoo—"

Ji Mingyao said that it looked calm, but within the Immortal Mansion of Lingtai, the white aura kept surging above the six-story Dao Pagoda, but no matter how much she kneaded it, it just couldn't take shape, let alone solidify into a Dao substance.

Slowly, Ji Mingyao became a little anxious.

Taking a break from his busy schedule, Ji Mingyao actually opened his eyes, secretly glanced at Mu Tianyin who was not far away from him, seeing that she was sweating profusely, and seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, he secretly cheered in his heart, and quickly went back into samadhi.

Mu Tianyin didn't make much noise, she seemed to be in even more pain than her, Ji Mingyao really felt relieved a lot, it felt as if she had found self-comfort, and once again sank her floating thoughts.

The seven-story pagoda, if you can't do it, you have to do it!

As long as the seven-layer Dao Pagoda can be cast, can Mu Tianyin surpass her?

Meng Chengyi, who has been paying attention to Ji Mingyao, noticed her action, and his heart suddenly turned cold, and his heart that had just fallen suddenly lifted again. When Zhan Dao is so critical, there is still time to care about other things!

Meng Chengyi was disappointed, even a little heartbroken.

Mourn its misfortune, anger its indisputable.

With the passage of time, more than three hundred monks succeeded in slaying the Tao one after another. There are still a few of the first level, and most of them are two or three levels. In the Great Immortal Sect, there were not many gatherings, and there was only one of the fifth level, and it was from Xianyuan. For a while, many disciples were very excited. After all, as the home court, it is not inferior to others.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a bang, and blue light shone down from the sky.

"Lan Lingkong, the sixth level Dao foundation!" The eyes of all the people around were focused on the figure shrouded by the blue light, especially the monks of the six immortal sects. Everyone thought that this kind of genius belonged to their own sect .

"Why--"

At the same time as there was a sound of excited cheers, there was a sigh of relief from around, unfortunately, it was from the Illusion Sword Sect again.

"Look, our Illusory Sword Sect is better!"

"That's right, so what if Xianyuan wins the trial meeting? Look, we have four more disciples of the four-level Dao Pagoda than Xianyuan, and eight more of the triple-level disciples, not to mention that we have more There is a sixth-level one." There was cheering in the Illusion Sword Sect.

"Yeah, look at the situation, the number one immortal sect in Middle Earth should be the Illusion Sword Sect!" Sure enough, as the venerables expected, many sects, including some casual cultivators, constantly raised objections.

Of course, the few Xianyuan disciples who have not yet succeeded in cutting the Dao are temporarily ignored.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The third elder of the Illusory Sword Sect raised his voice and laughed loudly. He flicked the long sleeves of his Taoist robe, and raised his hand towards the one beside him. He couldn't hide the joy in his heart, "Old Mo, I've accepted it."

All the elders of the Illusory Sword Sect were also full of glory, like drinking fine wine.

While Mo Xingyi lamented in his heart, the calm color on his old face remained unchanged, and then he bit the bullet and laughed at the third elder who was looking over, "I said, old man, don't get complacent too early."

He reminded: "It's not over yet, and we still have a few disciples who haven't come up with results yet."

"Eh—" The third elder stopped smiling suddenly, because the expression changed so quickly that the old face twitched fiercely, and he exclaimed in his heart, he was so happy that he actually took Mu Tianyin This little ancestor was forgotten.

There was silence on both sides, and a strange atmosphere flowed between Xianyuan and the elders of the Huanjianzong clan.

Mo Xingyi was under no less pressure than those disciples on the Dao Dao platform. After he finished speaking, he silently looked at Mu Tianyin who was sweating on his forehead, and his temples were also dripping with sweat. wiped.

Little girl, don't make jokes with him at this critical time.

Two hours later, the sun came to Xishan.

Looking at the center of the square in the Immortal Garden, there are nearly a thousand monks sitting on the lotus platform, and there are not many monks left at this time. Yu people.

Looking at Mu Tianyin at this moment, to the left of Lingtai Immortal Mansion, there is a seven-story Dao Pagoda standing tall and straight!

Daoxiu tower, seven levels!

Opposite to it on the right side, the black magic repair tower has also climbed to the sixth level, only to see the black spiritual wind gathering on the seventh level, and under the forcible control of her will, it is slowly solidifying into the essence of the Dao!

It's just that except for Hua Chongjin, no one who is working can know her current situation, and can only speculate from the continuous drop of sweat on Mu Tianyin's chin that her current situation should not be very optimistic.

The clouds are setting in the sky, and the cranes are flying together.

"Look, what is that!" Suddenly someone shouted, and the disciple of Xianyuan stood up in shock. At this time, all the elders of the various sects on the high platform also saw the vision of that day. .

Circles of purple halos surged here from all directions, and the center of the wave of purple halos was the bright yellow figure on the Dao Severing Lotus Platform in the inner square of Xianyuan!

"There is purple air coming from the east——"

"Seven layers of Dao foundation!"

Tens of thousands of people were immediately shocked, and it didn't matter who it was at this time, they were all shocked by this scene, envious, jealous, and emotional... Everyone stood up from their seats one after another, crowded together Those watching from some positions in the back also looked at each other.

In everyone's impression, only the innate sacred bones of Ziyihou's Mansion, among the younger generation in Middle Earth, had the chance to be cast into a seven-story pagoda. They had only seen such a shocking scene once, and now it is happening again up.

It's just a pity that he is a monk from the wasteland of the Northern Desert!

That's right, the person who caused the changes in the heaven and earth and got the purple qi to come from the east is none other than Ji Mingyao!

Ji Chengfeng jumped up in a jerk, so excited that he couldn't control himself, "Brother Chengyi, did you see that, I knew that the third sister could do it. When I was in Ji's house, several clan elders judged it, hahahaha."

His face was full of joy, full of pride, as if it was his own.

Meng Chengyi nodded, he was relatively calm, he was only distracted by Ji Mingyao halfway, and was surprised that there was such a result in the end, but there is no need to doubt Ji Mingyao's monk qualifications, it can only be said that he has the capital to reverse the accident.

Thinking of this, even Meng Chengyi himself envied Ji Mingyao.

This, not everyone can do it!

"The monks of the Great Northern Wilderness are really not comparable to us in China." Many monks around admitted this helplessly, but there were still many people who were stubborn and refused to admit defeat, such as Gu Xing'er.

"What's wrong with Qizhong? Our Tianyin can do it too!" Gu Xing'er snorted, and didn't say anything to boost other people's ambitions, but even though she said that, the worry in her heart didn't diminish at all, or even worse.

"Om—"

The purple halo came together, causing the entire Xianyuan Yunwu Mountain to be dazzling. The main peak was shrouded in a breathtaking purple halo, and the last waves, strands, descended on Ji Mingyao's body, shocking her. Clothes are flying around.

"It's really Zidong!" The third elder of the Illusory Sword Sect stared wide-eyed.

He said long ago that this little girl of the Ji family has the capital of arrogance, as he expected, but this result, a monk from the Northern Wilderness, at the Dao Slashing Conference of the Six Sects of Middle Earth... Really I can't accept it!

This was the case for the three elders, and it was even more so for Mo Xingyi and the venerables in Xianyuan.

The purple light subsided after more than ten breaths, and all the surroundings also dispersed, and the sky and the earth returned to clarity. It was also at this time that Ji Mingyao opened his eyes, and the purple halo in the beautiful eyes flashed past, but not all of them faded away. Enter the Lingtai Immortal Mansion.

"Hahahaha." She stood up on the Dao Slashing Lotus Platform, and laughed loudly, her sweaty face became more and more charming. Turning her head, her eyes fell on the girl in green shirt beside her, "Mu Tianyin , now it depends on whether you have the ability to catch up!"

Everyone's eyes, following the highly anticipated Ji Mingyao, slowly fell on the slender solitary figure next to him, and now there are nearly a thousand Dao Slashing Platforms, only Mu Tianyin is left!

Okay ah?

Everyone was speculating in their hearts that Ji Mingyao had actually cast the Zidonglai seven-storied pagoda. There was only one single seedling left among their monks in the Middle Earth. Whether they could regain their breath depended on Mu Tianyin!