Chapter 937: Breaking Through the Supreme Realm!

But in the same way, the mirage naturally understands that if you want to become enlightened, you must be enlightened by yourself, and if you only rely on external forces, it will be difficult to achieve things.

For Liuya, enlightenment is still a little far away at this time, and it is really unknown whether it can be caught up with Yang Jian before he completes the breakthrough.

Like Nezha and Sun Wukong, their cultivation and mana have reached the threshold of the Great Dao Saints, but because of this, they have not realized the realm of saints and have not found a way to take this step forward;

For people like them who are good at fighting and like to fight, they only need to keep fighting against opponents who are stronger than themselves, constantly going through dangers, and at any time they may suddenly realize their own path and take that crucial step forward.

Admittedly, the two of them have not accumulated enough.

However, Yang Jian had previously predicted that if he would break through to the realm of the strongest, he would have to stay in the Chaos Bell for thousands of years, to say the least.

In the past thousands of years, Nezha and Sun Wukong have really made breakthroughs.

Zixia is even simpler than Nezha and Sun Wukong, because she has enough understanding, and with the dozens of demonic phantoms of the 'Sword Dao Saint' created by the mirage, her enlightenment obstacle is the thinnest and shortest.

Comparatively speaking, the obstacle to Liuya's enlightenment is tantamount to climbing a cliff with a weak mortal body.

But it is such a woman who looks very gentle, and is getting closer and closer to Hou Tu Niang, but she climbs step by step on this cliff without looking back.

If there is no great opportunity, there is no great understanding, and you can only rely on great perseverance.

"This girl ......"

After the mirage stared blankly at the battle, he endured the pain all over his body, and the six girls who kept thinking about and feeling but didn't have time to heal could only sigh lightly.

After pondering for a while, the mirage thought back to a great avenue he had felt, and his fingers slid lightly in front of him, making an orchid.

Then, as if it came casually, the mirage injected a complete avenue into the jade-colored orchid and quietly sent it to Liuya's side.

Liuya was constantly feeling there, and suddenly noticed that there was something more on the side, and turned her head to see the small orchid grass that was growing rapidly in the soil.

The grass stems gently emitted a faint green light, and every time these green light spots touched Liuya's wounds, they would make Liuya let out a soft snort, and then quickly repair her injuries......

Confusing the real with the false, and the real is effective, this is the realm of the mirage at this time.

As long as you are trapped in the illusion of the mirage, except that the realm is higher than the mirage, you will not be able to fight the mirage.

This is the terrifying thing about the Hongmeng xenomorph, and it is also one of the major reasons why the mirage is afraid of the strongest - realm suppression.

He dared to confront the strongest, and that was the most perfect way to die.

"Thank you, senior," Liuya got up and bowed to the void, and then sat down again.

Without the time it takes to heal the wounds, Liuya only needs to do two things - perception and verification.

Perception is enlightenment, and verification is to go out of the aperture to fight against demons.

Mirage thought about it carefully, and spent a lot of effort to fine-tune Liuya's opponent.

After doing this, the mirage dragon also looked tired, yawned, and casually made two avatar clones out, sending them to stare at the place where the sword was tested, and find a place to rest on their own.

He has already helped everyone who can help, as for whether she can really achieve enlightenment before Yang Jian gets out of the customs, it depends on her own creation.

Xeon......

That girl named Houtu, how dare she say that she is 30% sure?

The mirage shook his head, and didn't think about it, anyway, he didn't think he had the possibility of becoming the strongest, and it was not interesting to inquire about this.

In the first hundred years of Yang Jian's retreat, he spent 100,000 years in the Chaos Clock, still only closing his eyes and comprehending.

In the Chaos Bell, the monks in the Land of Sword Trials have changed batch after batch, and there are also many more figures in the area deep in the Land of Sword Trials to retreat and practice.

And although there were more than ten more people in the third stage of the sword test place, there was still no one who could break through.

Outside the Chaos Bell, Tianyan Daozi returned on his own, and Yuding Zhenren stayed in Yunxiao's retreat and practice, and Tianyan Daozi did not mention where the two were in retreat.

Sanqing, Houtu, and Jieyin have found the location of the Nine Dirt Springs.

Back then, the ancient flood and desolate land were shattered, and the Nine Dirt Springs were also scattered under several worlds, making those worlds useless, but it was also equivalent to 'sealing' the Nine Dirt Springs in disguise.

As long as a saint casts a spell, he can let the filthy power in the Nine Filthy Springs lead to the netherworld.

Next, it seems that as long as he waits for Liuya to break through and Yang Jian to get out of the customs, Houtu will take the risk of going through this experience and try to get rid of the shackles of the meritorious saint.

In addition to Houtu, the Tongtian Sect Master was also quite moved.

But the Tongtian Sect Master himself has such a killing weapon as the Four Swords of the Immortals, and his temperament is also a little sharper, if he does this method, it is too risky, and he has been reprimanded by Yuan Shi Tianzun more than once.

No way, the second brother is always older than the third brother.

Tianyan Daozi heard that Houtu was going to do such a dangerous thing, but instead of stopping her, he also encouraged her twice.

After all, all the saints had almost forgotten one thing - Houtu was originally an ancestral witch, transformed by the essence blood of Pangu, and had the same power as the Nine Filthy Springs.

For the risks of the three Qings and the sage, in fact, for Houtu, it is only those evil spirits that enter the body and affect the soul are more tricky.

In this way, this matter was prepared early, and then it was only necessary to wait for the movement in the Chaos Clock.

The first millennium of Yang Jian's retreat.

The flood desolation seems to have been restored to the appearance of ancient times, and the secular world of Nanzhou has also opened the era of cultivation again under the interference of the heavenly court.

Although the human race has a strong ability to reproduce, it lacks six reincarnation disks, and within the flood wilderness, the speed at which true spirits pass away and appear, so the total number of living souls actually remains stable.

A little true spirit, about a hundred times of reincarnation, will rush into nothingness due to the exhaustion of its own 'light'.

Under the auspices of the Queen Mother, the influence of the Heavenly Court has gradually rebounded, and the immortals and gods of the Heavenly Court have become more closely related to the Heavenly Dao, and they are also fulfilling their duties, presiding over the order of the Three Realms and protecting the creatures of the Three Realms.

Outside of the desolation, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi began to subdue the Chaos Spirit Clan again, and the Black Spirit Kingdom gradually recovered, and countless Chaos Beings gathered outside the Three Thousand Worlds.

The flood overhaul came here to preach, and came here to leave the inheritance of the flood wilderness.

Ao Xinke and others began to promote the words and words of the Flood Desolation among the Chaos Spirit Clan, so as to gradually evolve a real great world.

Perhaps this great world will really prosper, and it will take dozens or hundreds of yuan to meet, and if the Eternal God Kingdom recovers, all the creatures in this chaotic sea will be just 'rations'.

But in the end, the seeds have been planted......

Anyway, they don't know what they can do, so they can find something to do for themselves.

The years flew by, and three thousand years flew by.

The land of sword testing has changed from being open for a long time to being opened once in 500 years, and although the flood is large, there are only those materials that can be made, and now it is somewhat unsustainable.

One day, the Chaos Bell suddenly trembled slightly, and hundreds of thousands of monks who were in retreat in the place of sword testing opened their eyes in unison, and looked at the void land that no one could step into outside the place of sword testing with a somewhat shocked face.

"Senior Brother......

Nezha, who was lying in a daze in the aperture, muttered softly, and his withered eyes were a little brighter again.

Three million years, twenty multi-faceted congregations, and still not sanctified.

Nezha fought against those demons here, and now his combat power has greatly improved, but the saint realm has always been separated by a membrane.

This kind of tiredness and decadence of continuous failure made Nezha's whole person look a lot depressed.

And the accumulation of years has also made him no longer half childish, although he still looks like a teenager, his eyes are full of vicissitudes, and even the Dao heart has no waves.

Sanctification is difficult, even with many conditions, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

He jumped up from the ground, raised his hand, and returned the fire-tipped spear inserted in the stone wall thousands of feet away, and then rushed into the valley in front of him.

In the valley, the figures of the nine ghosts immediately pounced, and it was another earth-shattering but invisible battle.

However, Nezha has already stepped into that door with half a foot, all he lacks is a trace of aura, a trace of understanding, and sanctification is already expected.

Not far from Nezha's illusionary realm, the monkey king covered in golden armor stood on the top of a mountain, staring in the direction Nezha had looked at before.

"Teacher......"

Shaking his head, the coercion in front of him also relieved him.

Behind him, seven or eight demonic corpses that had just been shattered were slowly dissipating......

"If I smash you, my grandson will become enlightened!"

The monkey roared angrily, and its figure rushed into the air.

And the clouds and mist in the air quickly flew away, and a big Buddha wrapped in black mangs revealed its body, and a big hand suppressed it.

The raging aftermath seemed to shatter the terrifying power of heaven and earth, the innate golden qi poured into the Dinghai Divine Needle......

The mirage, which was hiding in the shadows, bowed its head slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

He seemed to have known the outcome of this great battle, and no longer looked at such a fierce battle, and turned his head to look at another illusion.

This is a clear lake, and in the center of the lake, a woman sits peacefully, combing her three thousand green silks, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

And directly above her, four illusory white shadows were fighting with dozens of figures, and terrifying sword intent filled all over this illusion, and even idle saints could not approach.

"Is Master about to break through?"

She muttered softly, then slowly got up, her thin feather skirt hanging down, walked barefoot on the surface of the lake a few steps, and then raised her hand slightly.

The four phantoms turned into four lightsabers, which disappeared in an instant with a flick of her fingers.

In the next moment, in the reflection of the lake, the dozens of demonic and strange heads were in different places......

And a touch of mysterious Dao rhyme swept around her, and her figure disappeared here in an instant, and was sent out of the Chaos Bell by Tianyan Daozi, appearing outside the desolate sky.

Not long after, a heavenly sword slashed through the Sea of Chaos and slashed into countless Dao rules.

Kendo, Cheng.

......

Inside the Chaos Clock, the Land of Nothingness.

Yang Jian was still sitting there with his eyes closed, but the fluctuation just now was caused by a phantom around him.

This phantom sat cross-legged in front of Yang Jian, somewhat similar to Yang Jian's appearance, but if you look closely, it should be Yang Jian's appearance in his previous life.

The phantom quietly stared at Yang Jian, who was closed at this time, his eyes were calm, as if he was waiting for something......