When the ritual started, everything went as smoothly as ever.

After No. 5 was taken out of the queue, he immediately stretched his neck and received a big bag with peace of mind. There was no need to go through any procedures to win over the body and not to go.

They bastards just communicate with the wheel when nothing happens.

Especially the bastards who are living a relatively prosperous life, if something happens, they can show off to the bastards who are still waiting to rot in the mud pit.

When they communicate with each other, they will also speculate together on the purpose of this routine competition.

Later, they dug into the details and came to a careful conclusion.

They have been sinking in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times for too long. Even if they are protected by memory armor, their consciousness itself will be affected, so after they come out, they will want to seize their bodies and bring them down.

Even before I came out, I never thought about seizing my body.

But after a big competition from Yu Ziqing, he returned to normal after being comatose for a while.

Although Yu Ziqing did not explain it in detail, they all believed that this was a necessary recovery process and an important step to restore their consciousness and thinking with the help of supreme magic.

Otherwise, why would those bastards like Luan Qian, after receiving their true form, new responsibilities, and a new path to promotion, seem to have been completely transformed, and their thoughts have completely changed from before?

This Dabi Kabuto must be endured. Whoever is beaten harder and stays unconscious for a longer time will know who is more serious.

Whoever gets the new true form faster will have milder symptoms.

After the previous summaries, it should be like this, and it is absolutely correct.

The fifth person in line was afraid that his distorted consciousness would not recover well enough, so instead of hiding, he also tried his best to cooperate and maximize the power of the Dabi Bag.

With one slap, his consciousness fell into coma on the spot. Even the memory armor was affected and was almost shattered.

Yu Ziqing was stunned for a moment.

I saw it when I watched the Memory Armor before. Number 5 was the last person in line. In order to jump in line, this guy risked his life and went to the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Sludge to investigate.

Now he is actively cooperating, just to make this Dabi bag stronger.

This is really cruel.

When you go back to make arrangements, you should be given snacks no matter what.

However, there is no arrangement for number 4 in the queue right now, so don’t worry yet.

The rest of this batch will be arranged slowly.

After taking it out and waiting in line for number five, Yu Ziqing was not in a hurry to leave. He just continued to reflect on the results of the deduction this time.

There are more and more memories related to the Sinking Demon in these guys' memory armors.

The judgment results have also been maintained at the lowest passing stage.

After gaining strength, the realm can only reach the peak of the ninth level at most, and there is no sign of surpassing the peak of the ninth level.

It is becoming more and more difficult to deduce the first chapter of Dayan with the help of others.

I originally thought that I could at least deduce the first chapter of Dayan from the forty-first floor to the forty-first floor, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even cross the first floor.

If Yu Ziqing hadn't kept lowering his expectations, the preconditions might have been too stringent, making it impossible to determine.

And it has become a little more difficult to use the strength to push the God Refining and Body Refining together.

The judgment of sixty points is becoming increasingly insufficient.

I originally wanted to try other uses of Fairyland Bridge, but gave up after feeling the obvious inability to use it.

Yu Ziqing waited at the edge of the Sea of ​​Troubled Mud. When the harvest was almost digested and the battle state was not over yet, he continued to rest and tidy up the edge of the Sea of ​​Troubled Mud while he was still in a judgment state.

Continue to dig trenches, stir up the sea of ​​​​fire, spread the sea of ​​​​fire as much as possible, and eventually wrap up the entire sea of ​​sludge in the troubled world. That is Yu Ziqing's goal.

As the sea of ​​​​fire continues to burn, there is a considerable distance between the sea of ​​​​fire and the sea of ​​mud in the troubled world, and it has turned into black soil. The black soil will definitely not be used up in the future.

This fire cannot be extinguished.

After working hard for several days, I dug up a large amount of black soil and stuffed it into the northern part of the Taoting. I also stocked up a large amount of black soil to take back for later use.

When the power began to dissipate and Yu Ziqing returned to his original state, Yu Ziqing immediately rearranged the altar and continued to prepare to catch the bastard.

The bastards in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times were all shocked. Are they trying to catch two at once?

There was no hesitation for No. 6 in line. If No. 5 had not been asked to jump in, he would have been fished out this time.

Queue No. 6 happily accepted the departure test, and smoothly turned into a visible and intangible mist, drifting out of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times and heading straight for the Dharma altar.

Yu Ziqing did not waste his energy and try to deduce again, because the deduction could no longer move.

Not surprisingly, the passing mark was 60 points.

Yu Ziqing did not use the power to deduce, but tried to bless the Zhudaoting. Unfortunately, it still failed.

I don’t know whether it’s because it doesn’t have enough strength to support and push it, or whether it’s simply not possible to push the current Casting Court.

He could only continue to use his strength to push God Refining to reach the peak of the ninth level, and then Refining the Body to reach the peak of the ninth level.

After trying it, I can confirm that the judgment of 60% can be done, and it is not difficult.

It’s almost the same as previous attempts, and we can definitely draw a definite conclusion.

There is no obvious upper limit to the amount of power gained, but there is an upper limit to the height.

If it cannot be deduced or promoted, there is only one explanation. What needs to be deduced, or what needs to be promoted, has actually exceeded this upper limit.

Now that he can reach the peak of the ninth level of god refining and the ninth level of body refining at the same time, Yu Ziqing estimates that even if he refines his qi, he can still take it with him to the ninth level of peak refining.

But once this limit is reached, it cannot be crossed.

When the realm was pushed to the limit, Yu Ziqing immediately used the Bridge of Fairyland.

The power of body refining at the peak of the ninth level is like crossing an invisible bridge, transformed and blessed on the refining god.

Yu Ziqing's Hungry Ghost Xiangyang Shen took the most important step in an instant, directly surpassing the peak of the ninth level and moving towards the tenth level.

Even after taking this step, before even one foot had entered the tenth level, Yu Ziqing felt that the world seemed to be different instantly.

A kind of shackles were broken, and a feeling like a new life came to his mind, as if there were thousands of times more things in the world suddenly, but he had never been able to see, hear or sense them before.

It's like a change of perspective, like seeing the blue sky in the extreme cold forbidden land for the first time.

It's not like Yu Ziqing has never achieved levels beyond the ninth level peak in a sober state before.

Even just fishing for people in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, I have already experienced firsthand what it is like to surpass the ninth level peak.

But never once did I feel that the world seemed to have lifted its veil and shed its cover, as if it had become so real for the first time, and I could sense immeasurable amounts of information.

The only difference is that in the past, the power was obtained directly through judgment.

But this time, Yu Ziqing relied on his own magical powers to cross this limit.

It's the same crossing of boundaries, but the methods are different, but the results are so different.

Yu Ziqing looked at the mud sea of ​​the troubled world. The black mud sea and the mire filled with malicious intent were different from what he had seen before.

It's not that black air is constantly emerging from the sludge sea in the turbulent world, but black air is constantly falling slowly from the sky.

The black air seems to be undergoing precipitation, falling continuously onto the surface of the turbid mud sea, and then slowly sinking into it.

Raise your head and look up at the sky.

What I saw were countless cracks, and the sky was like a piece of tempered glass that was covered with cracks but had not yet broken.

The weak wisps of black air are continuously falling from those cracks.

Only when the drops converge and reach a certain height can the existence of black air be clearly seen.

From this perspective, the abyss seen is fragmented, ventilated on all sides, and filled with a sense of decline at sunset and dusk.

No wonder the spiritual energy in the abyss is so thin, so thin that it is almost non-existent.

Such a world is like a bamboo basket in which no water can be stored.

Peering into the mud sea of ​​the troubled world, it looked much the same as before, filled with mud, as if the malice and filth of the entire world had settled here.

It looks and feels even more disgusting than before. It's like the stinking ditches of the whole world have been gathered together and then experienced a quantitative change leading to a qualitative change to create the ultimate enhanced version of the stinking ditch.

Yu Ziqing glanced at No. 6, who was floating in line, and what he saw was no longer white mist, but gray mist.

The things interspersed between the gray mist transformed in his eyes, and finally turned into the same substance, stacked layer by layer, like a cabbage-like structure of memory armor.

Yu Ziqing felt the power that was still rising. He stretched out a hand and grabbed it in the air.

The mist fell into Yu Ziqing's palm, and with a full blow, the gray mist inside was sprayed out from the gaps in the memory armor. Except for this mist, everything was compressed toward the center.

Queue No. 6 simply passed out, his consciousness fell into a state of rigidity, and his thinking stagnated.

At this time, Yu Ziqing also felt that the power of his god refining had truly reached the tenth level, with only the last trembling left.

But it's still a little bit short. This biggest limit is not so easy to cross.

Yu Ziqing looked at Queue No. 6 in his palm, and this time he really got a glimpse of what was going on when these bastards fell into a coma.

Their consciousness has unique characteristics. Even ordinary gods will have this characteristic like all gods.

It's just that the immortality of the gods is much stronger.

The consciousness of No. 6 in line is like a mist, tightly wrapped in memory armor.
To be continued...