As the saying goes, a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and the Cong Ye and the women who are so focused on cultivation that no one even wants to transition to the tribulation. 『』【Mobile phone users directly visit wèndashubao synchronous update】

By the time I had a hunch that the thunderstorm had arrived, it was too late.

Thirty-seven people crossing the tribulation together, that is not one plus one plus one equals thirty-seven times, but one plus one equals two, plus one equals two, and so on, the power of the thunderstorm will be thirty-six times the power of one person crossing the tribulation two.

How powerful is that?!

Therefore, when the thunderstorm suddenly came, the whole heaven and earth had already begun to tremble. The primitive humans and beasts on the Ancient Continent have long been crushed to the ground by the power of the clouds.

Not wanting to bring them an unwarranted disaster, let alone destroying the newly formed divine domain in the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding, Cong Ye had to let the Ruyi Ding temporarily put away the Desolate Ancient Continent, and the group hurried into the depths of the universe's nothingness.

Crossing the void is a great risk.

For example, the space-time rift, once sucked into it, what awaits them will be an extremely dangerous unknown fate.

I couldn't care about anything, and the clouds like dark red flames had already wrapped the leaves and the thirty-six girls tightly.

The scene at the beginning is very similar to the last time Congye was in the Valley of the Fairies.

However, the next thing was completely different.

The rich and blazing clouds of calamity continued to compress, and the invisible power of the tribulation thunder seemed to have completely turned into pressure, pressing the bodies of Yan Jing and the other thirty-six women towards Cong Ye little by little. It is very similar to the scene of riding a Ruyi Ding across a black hole.

It's just that, when you travel through a black hole, it's only compressed once. And this time it's compression-diastole, diastolic-compression, and the cycle is gone.

Each compression turned the leaves and the women into tiny specks of light, and each relaxation spread out like a big bang.

The pain of passively bearing pressure with compression over and over again cannot be described in words.

In the same way, each relaxation seems to be a tearing and shattering of the body, and before they can return to their normal form, the first cycle of compression and relaxation begins again.

Is it painful?

It doesn't seem to be enough to describe the true feelings of Cong Ye and Yan Jing's thirty-six daughters.

Time and time again, no one can remember how many times they have been tortured by compression and relaxation.

Throughout the process, there is not only the pain of being compressed and relaxed. What makes the women feel even more unbearable is that in the process of each compression, the passage of time seems to be infinitely accelerated. There is always a kind of rapid fall from the cliff, but it will never reach the bottom, and it will not be able to end the inexplicable fear in my heart.

On the contrary, the process of diastolic seems to be slowed down indefinitely. The bits and pieces that happened in the past have become pictures in my mind. Especially those painful memories that were buried deep in their hearts, made all the women cry and feel heartbroken.

There is the parting of life and death with relatives, and the torment and waiting of love with the bush leaves. The pain that I could bear when I thought about it was also magnified countless times in the process, and even reached the limit that Sui Xiaowan didn't have too many twists and turns to experience girls.

If it weren't for the fact that he still maintained a trace of wisdom in his heart and his persistent love for Cong Ye, I am afraid that Sui Xiaowan, Guo Xiaoqian, Wei Feifei, and even Princess Caiyun and Princess Xian'er would have to give up.

In fact, it was not them who suffered the most in the whole process, but it was the leaves in the center.

After all, each girl only has one love, but Cong Ye has thirty-six parts, which means that Cong Ye suffers thirty-six times as much as them.

Cong Ye finally realized what it meant to be heartbreaking.

He Yan Jing was besieged by the cultivators of the immortal world, plus the people from the immortal realm, and when he was finally disabled, and he couldn't recover, especially when there was only one colorful point of light left to cross over to the earth, leaving a wound in the depths of his soul, and after being infinitely magnified, the cong leaves were almost crazy.

and in the dark river of the sinkhole in Charleston Forest Park, he lost Xiang Qing and led Xiang Qing to die, which was also infinitely magnified in Cong Ye's mind.

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Finally, I don't know how long it has been, how many times I have experienced the torture of being compressed and relaxed, and after bang, the smile light that was compressed again exploded, and everyone's thunder finally passed.

However, there was no time to experience the joy of cultivation growth, and the clump leaves and the thirty-six women, who had just recovered their normal form in the void, were suddenly sucked in one direction by a tremendous suction.

It was not that he encountered a space-time rift in the void, but he encountered a black hole again, this time without the protection of the Red Dust Flame Ruyiding, and was sucked into it by the black hole.

There was no exclamation, no panic, and the people who had long since ceased to block each other's heart-to-heart communication function, no matter who thought about it, the others would immediately understand. Therefore, everyone unanimously leaned towards the bush leaves.

In fact, without Yan Jing's efforts, the people who entered the center of the black hole were naturally affected by the huge pressure and would also concentrate in the middle.

This time, after the thirty-six women entered Cong Ye's body again, it was equivalent to handing over all the cultivation of the thirty-six women to Cong Ye. As a result, not only was the leaf no longer compressed into a single point of light, but it was able to swim freely in the space of the black hole in the form of a human.

It's a really amazing space.

Whether it's a planet, cosmic dust, or even light, once it is sucked in by a black hole, don't even think about escaping.

Therefore, there is no concept of time in the space of a black hole, and at the same time, it also gathers all kinds of infinitely compressed matter that has been absorbed by the black hole for countless years.

With the critical eyes of the bush leaves, even Ugin can't look at it now, because the space of the black hole is full of gold of nothingness. There are even a lot of materials that the leaves don't recognize.

In the space of a black hole, there is no need to understand what is a good material and what is a bad material, as long as it can be preserved, it must be a good material, and it must be an extremely rare and precious good material in the universe.

Think about it, how much matter in the universe can resist the huge suction force of the black hole and withstand the huge pressure of the space inside the black hole, without melting and disappearing?

So Cong Ye can be regarded as making a fortune, and it is a fortune.

Coupled with Ding Ling's greedy character, he scavenged almost all the substances he could encounter, so that the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding was full of various materials from the inside of the black hole that had been infinitely compressed, and a huge part of them not only did not know the leaves, but also Ding Ling Ruyi did not know it.

Not to mention Zhao Tuo and other immortals.

At this time, Cong Ye couldn't help but think of the Holy Soldier and the Little Flame again, maybe they should be able to recognize.