Under the bodhi tree, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was like a torch, passing through the lush bodhi leaves, and fell on the phantom of the ancient Buddha with cracks above it.

"Are you going to be unable to hold on anymore?"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, and saw that he was pinching the formula with his right hand, and an invisible ripple spread out. At this moment, he used his Taoist intention, and suddenly, the phantom image of the ancient Buddha illuminated the Buddha, and climbed to another peak.

The cracks on the surface of the ancient Buddha phantom also slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Haobo immediately noticed this scene, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Yuan Hongwen.

On the other hand, Yuan Hongwen's body trembled, the arc of the corner of his mouth froze, and he stared at the strange scene in the Immortal Pond...

"This son's fairy art has strengthened again?"

Yuan Hongwen frowned slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen under the bodhi tree. At that moment just now, when the phantom of the ancient Buddha was about to shatter, a strange energy spread from Zhuo Wen's body.

It was precisely by relying on this strange energy that the power of the phantom of the ancient Buddha was instantly raised to the extreme, and then it blocked the terrifying tide-like coercion.

Moreover, Yuan Hongwen also discovered that this sudden strange energy was similar to that of Zhuo Wen's sudden increase in speed before, which made Yuan Hongwen narrow his eyes slightly.

When Zhuowen survived the pressure of the 60th breath, everyone in the square was in an uproar, and even Pan Fei sighed, staring at Zhuowen who was still sitting cross-legged in the fairy pond very complicatedly.

"In the time of sixty breaths, the immortal essence in my body is constantly accumulating and expanding under the influence of the immortal energy of this immortal pond. I am afraid that it is not far from the middle stage of the earth immortal."

Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged on the fairy pond, muttering to himself with burning eyes.

After experiencing the great benefits of the Immortal Pond, Zhuo Wen knew that the longer he stayed in it, the faster his cultivation speed would be. Therefore, Zhuo Wen didn't want to leave the Immortal Pond easily if he had to.

As time went by, the coercion in the Immortal Pond became more and more terrifying, and the phantoms looming over the Immortal Pond also slowly increased, and the power of the Immortal Art Buddha, blessed by Taoism, increased too much. It is able to resist the invasion of this terrifying coercion.

When it reached the seventieth breath, even if the phantom of the ancient Buddha was blessed by Taoism, it was still at the end of the mountain, and cracks began to appear on its surface, and these cracks became more and more dense, and eventually the entire phantom of the ancient Buddha was destroyed. It's all diffused in.

And countless cracks began to appear on the surface of the bodhi tree under the phantom of the ancient Buddha. Zhuo Wen stood up slowly, his eyes fell on the cracks on the phantom of the ancient Buddha, and he frowned slightly.

"Are you reaching your limit?"

As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, the phantom of the ancient Buddha suddenly collapsed, bursting into countless golden lights, and then the terrifying coercion was like a tide, covering Zhuo Wen's whole body in an instant.

"It seems that Zhuo Wen has reached his limit."

Everyone in the square let out a sigh of relief. Zhuo Wen's persistence to the 70th breath in the early stage of Earth Immortal has made them feel incredible. If Zhuo Wen can continue to persevere, they will really find it difficult to accept.

Crash!

The coercion like a tide flooded in one after another, instantly submerging Zhuowen's whole body, and at the moment when these coercion submerged Zhuowen, his body began to burst into an extremely blazing dark golden glow.

Nine gold patterns began to pour out from his body, spinning rapidly around his body in an irregular manner.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen exhibited the Small Perfection Body, and when the tide-like coercion subsided, Zhuo Wen's figure sitting cross-legged quietly sat cross-legged on the fairy pond, remaining motionless.

"I can feel that, give me a little more time, and I will be able to break through the middle stage of the Earth Immortal."

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a blazing blaze, he did not hesitate to display the Little Perfection Eucharist, and he must continue to persevere, hoping to successfully advance to the middle stage of the Earth Immortal.

The seventy-first breath, the seventy-second breath... until the seventy-fifth breath, the breath in Zhuo Wen's body suddenly rose sharply, as if at this moment, there was a terrifying prehistoric beast hidden in his body.

The moment this aura climbed to the extreme, Zhuo Wen stood up abruptly, and countless immortal essences manifested around him, creating extremely terrifying and violent storms of immortal essence.

At the same time, the coercion of the seventy-sixth breath pervaded the entire fairy pond, and Zhuo Wen was unafraid. Then, with the soaring breath, he stepped on his right foot, and for a moment, the terrifying pressure His coercion was completely annihilated by his breath.

"Breakthrough! This son has broken through the mid-stage Earth Immortal."

At the moment when Zhuowen counteracted the coercion of the 76th breath with the powerful aura generated by the breakthrough opportunity, the square was once again in an uproar, but the faces of He Yu and Jiang Zhe, who had some grievances with Zhuowen, became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of excitement. The benefits of this Immortal Pond were so great that it allowed him to directly break through to the Middle Earth Immortal Stage. If he practiced normally, he would need at least several decades of cultivation.

After Zhuowen broke through, the coercion of the seventy-seventh breath also began to rise, and Zhuo Wen's eyes were fixed. He looked at the terrifying coercion rising from the sky. He knew that with his current cultivation base, he wanted to resist it. The coercion of the seventy-seventh breath should be a little bit reluctant.

Now that his goal of breaking through the mid-stage Earth Immortal has been achieved this time, he naturally doesn't need to ask for trouble to face even more terrifying coercion.

However, when he was about to leave the Immortal Pond, there was a sudden pain between his brows, and then his whole body trembled. In his sea of ??consciousness, the Fuxi Ding, which was not moving at first, suddenly moved.

"The Fuxi tripod has recovered?"

Zhuo Wen was extremely surprised in his heart, but he was extremely bitter in his heart. The Fuxi tripod would not recover sooner or later, but it happened at this time, which caused him a lot of misery.

Crash!

At this moment, the coercion of the seventy-seventh breath invaded in an instant in the gap where Zhuo Wen paused, and swept Zhuo Wen's whole body backwards. Soon, Zhuo Wen's figure was submerged in the mighty under pressure. JrNovels.com