The horizon is the most barren place in purgatory. Because it is the horizon and is very close to the silver-white sky, it is barren.

The sky is barren and physical resources are very rare. The lack of physical resources limits the progress of cultivation. Moreover, monks who have made achievements in physical education will often rush to the depths of purgatory and join larger tribes to make a home and gain sufficient resources.

** resources.

In the horizon, monks in the late stage of Dingling are rare, and monks in the realm of reality are rare.

As the purple wings with a wingspan of nearly seven feet were waving, Yang Qing was flying extremely fast in the air. In the blink of an eye, the purple-gold color covered a distance of a hundred feet.

It took him a long time to go from the tribe of thousands of people he belonged to to the tribe that relied on the Fire Crane clan. Now he has returned to Hui Linyuan. Not only is he flying extremely fast, but he has lost the disadvantage of the terrain.

The path is easy to identify. In this way, in a short time, we arrived near Hui Lin Yuan.

After a little exploration along the way, I found that many small tribes on the horizon here have changed greatly.

Attacks between tribes and attacks by monsters make it difficult for small tribes to survive for long.

Some of the tribes that had gone to redeem the spirit stones no longer exist. At this moment, Yang Qing, who was a little uneasy, couldn't help but sigh. The purple-winged micro formation stood in the sky, thinking to himself, try it first, and then consider the spirit stones.

Things to do, so as not to cause trouble and delay in returning to Huilinyuan after exchanging the spirit stones.

After all, the amount of spirit stones that he intends to exchange is not a small amount, and it is easy to cause conflicts. Ordinary Dingling Realm monks will be fine. If a stronger Realization Realm monk is drawn out, he may still be able to escape with his speed, but it will definitely hinder him.

When returning to Xilinyuan, it is better to find out the situation first and then make plans.

After thinking about it, he flapped his purple wings and galloped away.

Soon, we arrived at the peak where we fell from the Huilin Abyss and encountered the ferocious demonic golden lion mastiff beast. The bare top of this mountain peak was only thirty or forty feet high from the edge of the Huilin Abyss. With today's

With such strength, one can jump up to such a height. However, the sky has inexplicable pressure, and the back force of the jump is insufficient. Yang Qing knows that it cannot be touched by jumping. However, at this moment, after transforming into a beast, he has purple wings and does not need to rely on it.

Jumped.

"Maybe it can work!"

Yang Qing looked slightly stern and muttered, the expectation in his heart getting stronger.

It has been more than fifty years since I tried it for the first time. You can imagine the anxiety and expectation in my heart.

After saying that, the sonorous sound of 'Qiang Qiang' resounded continuously, the wings like swords kept unfolding and closing, the fists were clenched tightly, the purple wings formed an angry formation, the wind suddenly rose, and the body soared into the sky like a crossbow arrow.

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In the blink of an eye, it rose to about ten feet.

"The pressure is not strong!"

Yang Qing felt a little happy in his heart. There was only a faint pressure when he rose more than ten feet, and it had almost no impact on the speed of his ascent. He secretly felt that this was a very good sign. If this continued, it would not be difficult to enter the regretful abyss.

It takes too much effort.

"Boom!"

The purple wings were waving with all their strength, and the wind was blowing fiercely.

The violent wind swept from the rapidly rising figure to the surroundings. Although the violent wind was not turbulent, it was visible to the naked eye. Such strong wind caused by the waving of purple wings could completely blow a waist-thick tree.

Even though it was nearly ten feet away from the top of the mountain, some scattered gravel was blown and rolled endlessly, and it was like scraping off a layer of skin from the slightly loose rock.

Yang Qing was rising very fast, feeling that although the pressure of the sky had increased, it was not that obvious.

He was very happy to see such a scene.

As the strong wind swept through, it had risen nearly thirty feet, and was no more than ten feet away from the entrance of Huilin Abyss. At this moment, it felt like it was stuck in a quagmire, but it was so powerful that its purple wings shook the sky, and its rising speed was not slowed down much.

In front of him was an extremely huge ravine, which seemed to tear a wound in the sky. The silver-white light near the ravine could not cover up the darkness inside the cave.

Regret Linyuan is as close as you can touch it.

At this time, Yang Qing seemed to be in the abyss of regret.

However, at this moment, Yang Qing was less than ten feet away from Hui Linyuan. Yang Qing, who was rising rapidly, seemed to have hit an invisible wall. His rising body stopped abruptly. His heart, which was originally full of surprise and expectation, suddenly disappeared.

It sank to the bottom.

An unstoppable pressure was pointed directly at the soul, and in a daze, it seemed as if the body had lost control.

"Boom!" Wherever Zhizhi's body hit, a substantial wave of air arose, squeezing and sweeping towards all sides.

"clank!"

The two chilling sounds sounded almost in no particular order.

Although the sound of the killing sound was not loud, it was extremely clear.

The first sound of chilling sounds was caused by the spirit and qualifications of the noble Kunhun, and the second sound was caused by the fighting spirit of the Prisoner Niu under the influence of the noble Kunhun.

In comparison, the second smell is more powerful, but compared with when it weakened Guishui Pure Lotus in Wangxian Sea, there is still a big gap.

"boom!"

Two chilling sounds crushed the physical air wave that had not swept far, crushing it to pieces, and instantly returned to peace.

However, it has no effect on the pressure of the silver sky.

Yang Qing seemed to have been subjected to a huge counter-shock force, like a big bird shot down by a giant arrow, falling downwards, without any physical manipulation, the blood-suppressing breath spread all over his body instantly, absorbing the counter-shock force that his body had endured.

Absorbed cleanly.

However, he was still beaten to pieces by his extremely fast rising power.

Especially the high-grade Kunhun, who suddenly seemed sluggish. On the one hand, he was stimulating his spirit and qualifications to kill. The main reason was that he was under the pressure of the sky.

The high-grade Kunhun seems to be under attack.

Yang Qing's slightly languid expression was full of horror. He waved his purple wings as he fell at a very fast speed, causing a roaring sound. The speed of his fall slowed down sharply, and with a "bang", he landed safely on the bare mountain top.

His face was slightly pale, and he looked in disbelief at the silver-white sky above and the abyss of regret that looked like the giant mouth of a monster.

"How could this be?"

He murmured to himself, feeling horrified and disappointed in his heart.

Take a deep breath, close your eyes slightly, and stand on the top of the mountain to recover.

If you don't have the courage and qualifications to kill, even if the high-grade Kunhun is powerful, it may be damaged under the sudden surge of pressure from the sky. At this time, the high-grade Kunhun will appear sluggish, and his mood fluctuations will be too severe, and he needs to recover.

Don't think about other things, try your best to calm down your mind, and then fall into concentration.

About an hour later, Zunpin Kunhun returned to normal.

"The pressure is too strong. If it doesn't work, I have to try again!"

With sharp eyes flashing, Yang Qing looked at the sky above and muttered to himself a little fiercely. Before he jumped into purgatory, he noticed the existence of pressure in the silver-white sky, but he did not expect the pressure to be so strong.

So strong, so tyrannical that it is impossible to contend with.

But I won’t just give up and try a few more times. How can I be willing to do so!

Before, in order to soften the rigidity, I almost used all my strength, and used the speed of my ascent to the extreme. All I wanted to do was rely on my extremely fast ascent to try to rush into the Abyss of Regret at one go, but I didn't expect the powerful reaction.

The force of the shock knocked him down directly. If he wasn't protected by the blood-suppressing breath, he would have been injured by the force of the counter-shock.

At this time, I realized that this was not feasible. Maybe in the future, if the physical body is strong enough, the speed of ascent is faster, and the strength is stronger, it can be done. At this time, the strength of the physical body is far from meeting the requirements, so I have to try another method.

Since hard punching doesn't work, then try to be gentle and soft.

With a flutter of purple wings, Yang Qing rose up from the ground, not very fast. When he was more than ten feet away from the entrance of Hui Lin Yuan, he was almost rising slowly. The feeling of being stuck in a quagmire came over him, and he continued indifferently.

Rise slowly.

"snort!"

Yang Qing roared angrily, and his forward palm felt as if it was touching an extremely hard rock wall.

Without flinching, the hardness is transformed into softness, and the physical strength becomes soft.

What he is walking is the path of destruction of the Sovereign. The mutual transformation of hardness and softness is the result of the combination of hardness and softness. Softening the hardness is in line with the state where he has made progress in the realm of reality at this time. He can transform the Sovereign into reality.

When the Tao of destruction unfolds and turns hardness into softness, it means that you have just entered the realm of reality and have not yet understood the Tao of reality.

Turning hardness into softness will not bring out his strength.

"Hoo ho!"

The purple wings made of purple gold seemed very light when waving, and even the strong wind that had just been brought down was calmed down, as gentle as a breeze.

The body slowly rose, but the palms were still blocked by the invisible wall.

Yang Qing was unwilling to give in. He removed the protection of the blood-suppressing breath, filled it with the blood again, and continued to rise slowly. In the end, half of his body was pressed against the invisible wall, and he still couldn't get into the strong pressure that pointed directly at the soul.

Followed.

"clank!"

Two chilling sounds sounded almost at the same time.

Under the strong pressure, Yang Qing was in a daze, and his expression looked fierce. Despite the overwhelming pressure, he still wanted to squeeze into the invisible wall.

"Bang!", with a muffled sound, Yang Qing was shaken away. Even if he was not shaken away by the invisible wall, he could no longer withstand the pressure of the sky.

"Ouch..."

Muffled thunder rolled, thunder exploded, and the roar of dragons and tigers resounded.
To be continued...