Mortals: Tiannan's First Body Cultivator

When everyone heard the three words "Red Star Explosion", they were all secretly surprised. This thing was an important support for the Chirong clan, which ranked at the forefront among the 72 branches of the Feiling clan!
The so-called Red Star Explosion is a one-time explosive treasure obtained by condensing the earth's core lava with a secret method. Its power is so great that even a Mahayana cultivator would not be willing to endure it!
Seeing this, the Golden Skeleton King made a prompt decision and said:
"Can!
As long as you break through this Blood and Fire Formation, you will be given the right to choose first!

Time is running out, act quickly! "

The Chirong clan member in the middle stage of fusion received the promise, so he solemnly took out a metal tube as thick as a bowl from the storage ring.

It is carved with volcanic lava and the image of a mysterious ancient giant. The inside of the metal tube is so pitch black that it seems as if not even a bit of sunlight can get in. All appearances show how terrifying it is!
However, the cultivator of the Chirong tribe was seen holding it in mid-air, making a series of incantations with his hands, and the wings behind him were shining with fire. The fire shone onto the metal tube, and the patterns carved on the tube looked like flowing lava.

"Everyone! Work together to attack the dome of the formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator of the Chirong tribe completely activated the "Red Star Explosion", and a nearly black lava ball emerged from the metal tube!
In an instant, it was like the falling sun, smashing directly onto the dome of the formation, followed by the various magical powers of the nine fusion stage monks!
There was a "buzz" sound, and a white light suddenly appeared. All the members of the Niehuo Gang in the formation felt as if they were temporarily blind and deaf!

Looking at the Blood and Fire True Energy Formation again, it had been completely shattered. Except for the Golden-headed Skeleton King who was holding the line in the rear, the other eight cultivators in the fusion stage rushed into the Niehuo Gang like a tiger into a flock of sheep!

For a while, people were killed and horses were thrown to the ground. Even the cultivator in the early stage of fusion who came to help the evil fire bandit was besieged by three cultivators in the fusion stage of the Feiling clan. He was killed without even a chance to escape from his serious injuries!
Those bandits in the Nascent Soul Stage, the Spirit Transformation Stage, and even the Nascent Soul Stage had already been frightened by the killing. Although they had not yet collapsed, they could hardly form any effective resistance!
At the same time, eight monks in the fusion stage were rapidly approaching the Poplar tree. They obviously had not forgotten the purpose of their visit, which was to kill the Blood Lotus leader and snatch the heart of the Poplar tree!
The two late-stage fusion cultivators from the Jiuyue and Wuguan tribes were the first to rush to the vicinity of the Populus euphratica tree. They raised their hands and sacrificed two magical treasures, the "Channu Xuanyin Thorn" and the "Wuguan Pearl", intending to annihilate the bandit leader in one fell swoop!
Just as the two treasures approached the Populus euphratica tree, a huge amount of fire-attributed spiritual power gushed out from the underground palace under the Populus euphratica tree!

Then, a figure appeared above the Populus euphratica tree, holding two flaming lotuses in his hands. He grabbed the "Channu Xuanyin Thorn" and the "Five-color Pearl", swung them in a semicircle and threw them back!
The coming force of these two celestial treasures was no weaker than their going force. With a bang, they knocked the late-stage fusion cultivators of the Jiuyue and Wuguan tribes about a hundred feet away!

The Chirong Clan cultivator felt the burst of power and said in horror:

"This power! How is it possible! He broke through?!?
No! He is not that strong yet, not even at the Mahayana stage!

Hahaha! You lost!
Blood Lotus, you are defeated!"

It turned out that due to the obstruction of everyone, the leader of the Niehuo gang, Xuelian, had to force his way out at the last moment of the breakthrough in order to save his life and avoid being hit by the two celestial treasures!
This action not only damaged his vitality, but also made him miss the best opportunity to break through to the Mahayana stage!
In the spiritual world, the number of cultivators in the fusion stage is dozens or even hundreds of times that of cultivators in the Mahayana stage. Therefore, for the vast majority of cultivators in the fusion stage in the spiritual world, the opportunity to break through to the Mahayana stage is enough to risk their lives for.

No matter how extraordinary the talent of a cultivator in the Fusion Stage is, he can only encounter one or two opportunities to break through to the Mahayana Stage in his lifetime.

The Blood Lotus Boss missed this opportunity. Even if he could survive today, it would be extremely difficult for him to break through next time!
The golden-headed Skeleton King looked at the leader of the Niehuo Gang from afar and said in a deep voice:
“The state of great perfection in the fusion stage is only half a step away from the true Mahayana stage!
It seems that if we hadn’t stopped you today, you would have really broken through to the Mahayana stage. What a pity! What a pity! "

The appearance of the leader of the Niehuo gang, Xuelian, was not as ferocious as imagined. On the contrary, he was quite thin and even a little hunched.

Except for the fiery red robe that smelled of blood, he was almost invisible in the crowd! But such an ordinary cultivator created such a great foundation for the Niehuo Gang. If he could successfully break through the Mahayana stage this time, the Niehuo Gang could almost surpass the Jingjie Gang and become the leader of the six major gangs in the wilderness!

However, at this moment, Xue Lian had already lost this opportunity. His blood-red robe fluttered in the wind, and the resentment in his eyes almost solidified. He spoke in a stern voice, emphasizing each word:

"I just want to achieve enlightenment! Why are you blocking my way?

I have practiced for forty-eight thousand years before I got this opportunity!
But you insist on destroying everything that belongs to me and taking away my foundation. Do you think you can achieve enlightenment!!!"

Faced with the questioning of Xue Lian, a cultivator who was at the Great Perfection of the Fusion Stage and was infinitely close to the Mahayana Stage, even the several Fusion Stage cultivators of the Feiling Clan did not dare to look him in the eye. Only the Golden Headed Skeleton King shook his head and said:

"Xue Lian, you are right, and we are not wrong either!
If there is really a mistake, then the mistake is that you are not from either of our tribes, that's all!

The southeastern area of ​​Fengyuan Continent is so small. If you eat one more bite, we will have to eat one less bite!
We want to snatch the heartwood of the ancestral poplar tree, and we don’t want to give up the territories and interests that various ethnic groups have occupied with great effort!

Therefore, there is only one ending, that is, you can neither break through the Mahayana stage nor survive!"

When Xue Lian heard this, his lips trembled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Listen, monks of the Niehuo Gang, you have no business here anymore, flee from here immediately!

Today, my Niehuo gang may be destroyed, but the fire of Blood Lotus will never be extinguished!

You, don't forget the shame of today!

Don't forget the faith of our Niehuo Gang Zongheng Fengyuan!"

When those cultivators of the Netherworld and Spiritualization stages of the Niehuo Gang heard this, some of them turned into lights and fled desperately, while others bowed to the Blood Lotus and then fled as well. As for the Nascent Soul stage cultivators, they had all died in the aftermath of the formation!

Seeing this, the fusion-stage monks of the Feiling and Skeleton tribes did not stop it, because their goal has always been to get the Blood Lotus of the leader and the heart of the Poplar tree.

They don't care whether these ordinary bandits are dead or alive, or whether they will take revenge on their own race. (End of this chapter)