Eternal First Son-in-law

The two old people were completely stunned at this time. They thought that Xu Wuzhou's seven hours was the limit, but it was nine hours now.

The practice of Shenhaijuan consumes Daoyun and Shenhun extremely. What kind of spirit and the rhyme of the great road can last for so long.

He won't really refine his divine nature at once, will he refine his divine power?

As for the twelve hours Xuan Qing said, they simply ignored it.

Twelve hours? Is he going to turn the sky over? In twelve hours, this has the supernatural power comparable to that of a great cultivator. He is in the Divine Sea Realm, so a powerful Divine Soul from that?

They felt that Xu Wuzhou should be coming out soon, and nine hours was his limit, so they all stared at the direction of the Tao Lu and waited for Xu Wuzhou to come out.

Xu Wuzhou in the furnace did not pay attention to the passage of time at all.

He is still running the Shenhaijuan technique, Daohuo and him complement each other, tempering his power.

Dao Zong deserves to be the leader of the sect, and his background is indeed extraordinary. For example, the Dao Huo here has saved him a lot of detours.

Both assist at the same time, and can help the martial artist of the Divine Sea Realm to cultivate their divinity as soon as possible.

After nine hours of tempering, Xu Wuzhou's energy had reached the point where he kept one in eighty. In other words, his power has been refined eighty times.

This is the second, and most importantly, the soul and Daoyun that have been integrated are far more than eighty times.

At this time, this energy already possesses divine nature, and its aura flows and is about to turn into divine power.

But Xu Wuzhou suppressed it and was still refining and tempering. He felt that it was not enough. He wanted to exercise to the extreme.

Therefore, Xu Wuzhou was still driving Shenhai Juan madly, suffering the tempering of Dao Fire.

At this time, Xu Wuzhou also felt a little strenuous, the consumption of spirits was too terrifying, and the Taoism in the gods began to be a little sluggish.

But Xu Wuzhou didn't care about so much, still crazy pure power.

Eighty-one times!

Eighty-two times!

Eighty-three times!

...

At this level, every doubling of purity becomes very slow, and the divinity of this tempering power becomes more and more intense.

But Xu Wuzhou suppressed it and didn't let it directly turn into divine power.

"Eleven hours!"

The two elders blinked vigorously, they stared at the furnace exit, staring for two hours, their eyes were a little dry.

Xu Wuzhou, who originally thought he was about to come out, has yet to come out yet.

Xuan Qing stayed too, he just babbled, if he didn't know it, he would be right. Does he really want twelve hours? Is there such a big gap between me and him?

Many warriors are standing here a little sore. Some people have found a place to sit down casually. Originally thought they would not have to wait too long, but now... they have been waiting for eight or nine hours.

In the furnace, Xu Wuzhou has been tempered to ninety-five times, and the energy of that fist is ninety-five times pure, and only a thin thread is left laughing, in which the aura flows and the divinity is extraordinary, although It has not been completely transformed into divine power, but it is already considered divine power.

At this time, Xu Wuzhou felt that his spirit couldn't hold on anymore, and felt dizzy.

The Taoist fire is still burning, the Shenhai scroll is still running, and it is still consuming the soul and the rhyme of the Taoist crazily.

Xu Wuzhou inspected the liquid in the black bowl. Although there was not much left, it could nourish his soul for a while.

With the black bowl as the backing, Xu Wuzhou no longer looked forward and backward, and drove Shenhai scroll crazily. The fire was even more vigorous, and he insisted forcibly.

It's not time to use the black bowl of liquid!

Xu Wuzhou was completely immersed in his practice.

Outside, twelve hours have passed, and only a quarter of an hour is left for thirteen hours.

Liu Jun and Zhao Fang were embarrassed before. At this moment, they naturally did not forget to tease Xuanqing and said: "Who just said that Junior Brother Xu, insisting on twelve hours a day and a night is the limit."

Xuan Qing's face is also hot!

Made! He brags for twelve hours, can this hit him in the face?

Xu Wuzhou! You are too much!

Xuan Qing looked at the two old men, shouldn't, twelve hours, I haven't heard of anyone who can hold on to twelve hours. You have also said that the astounding and brilliant Sect Master of Dao Sect six thousand years ago did not insist on twelve hours for the first time.

So he couldn't help but ask, "Is there something wrong with the hearth?"

The expressions of the two elders couldn't hold back, and something went wrong? What can go wrong with Tao Lu? They are the keys to the furnace, so don’t you know if something goes wrong?

The two elders shouted: "If you are unable to do so, you feel that others can't do it. Isn't it just twelve hours? What's all the fuss about. You still suspect that there is a problem with the Daolu, whether you are not strong. Find this excuse. Don’t you feel ashamed?"

"..." The nine disciples looked at the two elders speechlessly, thinking that the two of you weren't like this before. Now that they saw him staying for twelve hours, they said that there was nothing fuss about twelve hours?

Seeing a few disciples looking at them with such expressions, the two elders were also angry, and shouted: "You should reflect on why you can't hold on to them for three hours. People can stay for so long."

The nine people had the thought of competing with Xu Wuzhou before, but now they are completely cut off, and they don't even have the qualifications to compare. But when the two of them said this, they couldn't help but ask: "Then how long did you stay here, elder?"

The expressions of the two elders froze, and they naturally did not hold on to three hours back then. But naturally they would not say this fact: "The two of us, the first time that year, we insisted on six hours. The second time we insisted on twelve hours, and the third time we lasted for eighteen hours. Exercise your supernatural power three times."

In front of the disciples, I need to point my face more or less. It's not appropriate to say that it is stronger than Xu Wuzhou, after all, Xu Wuzhou is the first person in the Taoist school. It shouldn't be a problem to surpass Xu Wuzhou for the third time.

"Is it?" The nine people looked at the two elders suspiciously.

"Do you think that we are just as wasteful as you? If we have this time, we can harden our own souls so that we can persist for a longer period of time. It's really not as good as one generation. You are far behind me. You people, who can be the first Stick to eighteen hours three times?" The two elders naturally didn't have eighteen hours for the third time. They were only six hours for the third time. But... Xu Wuzhou must be suppressed, otherwise, what dignity does these old people have?

"..." Xuan Qing and others did not speak. At this time, she hoped that Xu Wuzhou could hold on for more than eighteen hours and give them a lesson.

However, they also felt that Xu Wuzhou was coming out soon.

At this time, Xu Wuzhou was indeed struggling to resist. His spirit is almost consumed, the Shenhai Scroll has been running more and more slowly, and the intensity of Daohuo's burning is also decreasing.

At this time, he reached ninety-six save one.

Xu Wuzhou took a deep breath, and at this time, he no longer supported him, and the blue liquid in the black bowl began to melt into his body.

The blue liquid has the best nourishing effect.

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