Zhuowen muttered in a low voice, sitting cross-legged at a hundred meters away, but his eyes showed firmness, he must comprehend the law of desolation.

Long Xiaotian looked at the figure sitting cross-legged with complex eyes, sighed softly, and walked near Zhuo Wen, with the holy power circulating all over his body, resisting the erosion of the power of desolation, and began to quietly comprehend the law of desolation in the stone tablet.

After all, Long Xiaotian is a strong Xuansheng, and his strength is stronger than that of Zhuo Wen. Naturally, it is much easier than Zhuo Wen to resist this barren force.

As for the spirit of the mountain god tucked into Zhuo Wen's lapel, his eyes were squinted, protected by Zhuo Wen's celestial power, he was safe and sound, and began to silently comprehend the power of the desolate law around him.

The two figures sat cross-legged silently, like two eternal rocks.

Time passed silently, and three years later, a terrifying aura spread around the stele, and immediately a golden light shot straight into the sky and swept up into the sky.

The terrifying holy power permeated the surroundings, making the entire wasteland tremble.

In this sacred power, the wind howled, and the night fell, as if a swift and fierce storm was blowing in the quiet night, the tranquility and the madness were intertwined, forming an extremely strange scenery.

The howling wind and the falling night raged in mid-air for a while, and then poured into Long Xiaotian's body one after another. Long Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes, which were full of brilliance.

"Father is about to break through!"

Zhuo Wen also woke up from the meditation, seeing the huge movement around him, his eyes showed a touch of surprise, but he was not surprised.

Long Xiaotian had cultivated on the Eighteenth Mountain for nearly two hundred years before, and he had accumulated enough. This breakthrough, with a lot of accumulation, will come when conditions are ripe.

Zhuo Wen knew that Long Xiaotian might break through more than a small realm!

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was staring at Long Xiaotian's breakthrough process very seriously. He found that when Long Xiaotian was advancing, he integrated the law of wind and darkness into the holy power, making the holy power and the law more compatible.

"It seems that the stage of Xuansheng should be a process of mutual integration of holy power and laws. Once the laws are completely integrated into the holy power, then you can become a heavenly saint." Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a hint of enlightenment.

The movement of Long Xiaotian's breakthrough was so great that it almost reached the level of discoloration, but fortunately, the space of the Nineteenth Mountain here is extremely closed, and no one's attention was attracted at all.

"Breakthrough to the Nirvana Saint Realm of the second Xuan of the Five Profound Saint Realm."

Long Xiaotian let out a long cry, and continued: "It is still possible to break through. After two hundred years of penance, two hundred years of suppression, it is not just a breakthrough in a small realm."

Saying that, the aura on Long Xiaotian's body became even more terrifying and mighty.

"Let me break through the third Mysterious Peeping Profound Sacred Realm."

Long Xiaotian yelled angrily, and the laws of darkness and wind that permeated the sky became more and more terrifying. In an instant, thousands of miles around were plunged into darkness, and the storm rolled across.

At the same time, the holy power in Long Xiaotian's body is more and more compatible with the law, and the power has increased many times than before.

About half an hour later, the darkness of the sky and the strong wind gradually subsided, and all of them converged into Long Xiaotian's body.

At this moment, Long Xiaotian's temperament has completely changed, and he has become a bit unpretentious, like a piece of rough jade.

"Father, congratulations, you have broken through two realms in a row." Zhuo Wen said happily.

With Long Xiaotian's current strength, I am afraid that the old Linghuo elder is no longer his opponent at all, but there is still some gap with Qingyu'an and Yanji.

After all, there is a huge gap between Tiansheng and Xuansheng. Even a strong person at the peak of Xuansheng is probably far from being the opponent of a saint who has just entered Tiansheng.

Long Xiaotian shook his head, and said: "After all, after two hundred years of cultivation in the eighteenth mountain, plus comprehension of the law of barrenness, it is actually quite normal to have a little understanding, accumulate a lot, and break through two small realms."

"By the way, Zhuo Wen, have you gained anything from comprehending this law of desolation?" Long Xiaotian asked suddenly.

"The harvest is indeed there, but there may still be a relatively large gap from comprehension." Zhuo Wen smiled wryly.

"I am similar to you. I have mastered two laws. It is very difficult to comprehend the third law." Long Xiaotian said helplessly.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered. Although he possessed three kinds of laws, the two laws of ice and fire were transformed by the holy talisman of ice and flame, not comprehended by himself.

To be honest, the law he comprehended by himself, that is, the law of void, compared to Long Xiaotian, the difficulty for him to comprehend the law of desolation is much lower.

"It's been three years, I don't know how long it will take us to comprehend this barren law?" Long Xiaotian frowned slightly.

"I can only take one step at a time. This enlightenment depends on understanding and chance." Zhuo Wen said.

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After another three years, the power of desolation around the stele became stronger and stronger, and the whole valley seemed even more lifeless and extremely gloomy.

Long Xiaotian stood up slowly, his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen beside him, and he murmured in a low voice: "It may be my limit to master the two laws, at least in just a few years, I can't master these two laws at all." The law of desolation, maybe Zhuowen is possible."

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body seemed lifeless, and even his body surface was covered with barren power, like a dead person.

But Long Xiaotian could clearly feel that Zhuo Wen did not die, but fell into some kind of epiphany. JrNovels.com