I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

the second day.

In a certain mountain range thousands of miles away from the land of the Haoriwu Clan, different kinds of monsters gather here, numbering in the hundreds.

Careful observation reveals that the cultivation base of these monsters is not lower than level five, and all of them are high-level monsters, among which the five major ethnic groups account for more than half of the total.

The monsters formed an encircling circle faintly, and there was a special mountain in the middle of them.

Although the peaks are not tall among the mountains, the exposed rocks glow with a faint silver color in the sun, which is very strange.

The location of the monsters was very far away from this mountain, none of them dared to come within fifty miles of the mountain.

They quietly looked at the figure on the top of the mountain, with envy and fear in their eyes. Even Elder Zhang Kuo's old buddy Heisha Xuehu was among them.

But it was very different from when Jiang Yun met back then.

Today's Heisha Blood Tiger's cultivation base has dropped to Dao level six, and he still has a large scar on his back. Most importantly, he looks much less energetic than he used to be.

Heisha Xuehu looked at Xiao Jin with complicated emotions, his eyes were full of loneliness.

It also faced the changeling thunder here decades ago, but it failed.

In order to fight against the thunder calamity, it even desperately sacrificed the demon pill, but it was still difficult to resist, and it was on the verge of death halfway through the thunder calamity. In the end, some kind of precious treasure was used to make Tianlei lose his target so that he could survive.

But the demon core suffered an irreversible loss, and his cultivation base fell forever, and there was no possibility of promotion in this life.

It has given up its position as the patriarch of the Heisha blood tiger clan and lives alone, and at the same time, it no longer provokes female monsters.

The top of a mountain.

Jiang Yun, the patriarch of Haoriwu, and the patriarch of Jinjiayunjiao were sitting together tasting wine and chatting.

The Haoriwu patriarch's usually serious and majestic face could no longer be maintained, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

If it was the old Jinjiao in the past, maybe he would be envious, but today he is also in a very good mood, drinking the spiritual wine happily.

The source of the good mood is the silver dragon curled up in a ball basking in the sun in the distance.

It didn't expect that the child's cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level in just a few decades, and even his sanity had basically recovered.

This made him unbelievable and overjoyed at the same time. He was very proud of his decision to entrust the silver dragon to Jiang Yun.

It has subconsciously ignored that it is greedy for money and sold its people.

"It's just that the behavior and personality are a bit strange, and it looks like it treats the tribe as an outsider, as if we are going to bully it."

"However, the child's original essence was damaged, and now it is a great fortune to be able to recover like this, and it is normal to have some sequelae."

Jiang Yun was observing something, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the mountain where Xiaojin is located and the surrounding mountain peaks are in a natural formation. Is this the reason why the two seniors suggested that Xiaojin go here?"

After the two transformed monsters looked at each other, Lao Jinjiao said with a smile: "Your guess is right, this place is called Dulei Mountain, and it is indeed helpful for the transformation."

"Although this large formation can only weaken the power of less than half of the Thunder Tribulation, it is still very good."

"Our major ethnic groups will come here every time they go through thunder disasters, and everyone will come to watch, it has become a routine."

"Originally this mountain was 3,000 feet high, but now it's only 900 feet high. There's nothing I can do about it. There are too many lightning strikes and it's getting shorter."

"However, for tens of thousands of years, this mountain has been bombarded by sky thunder every two or three hundred years. The mountain as a whole has become a special treasure after being baptized by thunder disasters, and the sky thunder is becoming more and more immobile. .”

"But to that child, Thunder Tribulation is nothing. It's the same everywhere. It's just that he came here to follow the tradition."

"If you didn't bring this child, I really thought it was a clone of a senior from Ascension to the Upper Realm!"

Patriarch Haoriwu drank a glass of spiritual wine and said with emotion: "In the future, it will go far, far."

Jiang Yun said to the patriarch of Haoriwu: "Senior, Xiao Jin has been practicing hard for so many years, and he hopes to gain your approval. Why don't you praise Xiao Jin after the thunder disaster is over?"

The patriarch of Haoriwu froze, turned his face away and said in a low voice: "Forget it."

At this moment, a shrunken Haoriwu fell from a branch in the distance and flew onto the table.

"Brother, don't you think that Xiao Shisan is more promising than you, and feel ashamed that you don't have the right to praise him? Why are you still so awkward!"

From the tone of his speech, he knew it was the talkative crow back then.

But what is surprising is that the Haoriwu patriarch did not become angry this time, but nodded and said: "You are right, this child is already the pride of my whole clan."

The talkative crow's eyes were full of smiles, and he jumped up and down in front of Jiang Yun and said, "The deal is concluded, the reward!"

Jiang Yun took out a jade bottle and placed it in front of it.

The talkative crow grabbed the jade bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, and said happily, "Happy cooperation!"

After speaking, he took the jade bottle and flew away.

The two transformed monster kings looked blank, and Lao Jinjiao asked, "What business?"

Jiang Yun put away the gramophone beads in his sleeve calmly, and replied: "It's nothing, I asked that Brother Crow to do something before."

"Huh? Seems like it's about to start!"

The two stopped entangled, and looked in Xiao Jin's direction.

bang~~

There was a muffled thunder!

The clear sky gradually darkened.

The sky at a height of ten thousand feet was shrouded by dark clouds gathering from all directions, and soon formed a giant spiral cloud layer.

The area of ​​the dark cloud can't see the end at all, at least it stretches for tens of thousands of miles. It was as if the whole world was covered.

The whistling of the wind, the crackling sound from the clouds, and the purple lightning rolling in the clouds formed a thunder net.

The entire mountain range was enveloped by a heavy coercion from heaven and earth.

Under this coercion, a dozen or so high-ranking demonic beasts couldn't bear the fear and turned around and ran away.

Xiao Jin looked up at the sky, his golden eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Standing on the broad mountaintop, Xiaojin spread her wings, from head to body, wings, and tail feathers flashed mysterious spirit lines, as if a golden picture scroll was painted on its body.

Wow~~

A wave of heat spread towards the surroundings, and in a short while all the plants on the upper half of the mountain burned to ashes, and the air began to twist violently, obviously the temperature was extremely high.

And the ground within a hundred feet of Xiaojin was still melted by the high temperature into a layer of scorching magma, still bubbling.

But this mountain is really special.

If you look closely, you can see that the magma is only two feet deep, and for Xiao Jin, even the tip of his claws cannot be submerged. If it is an ordinary mountain, it will melt at least several feet.

Rumble!

Dense purple lightning struck down at the same time.

Thunder and lightning intersected, converged, and dispersed, forming a spectacular thunder net in the sky.

I saw that the thunder net was suddenly entangled by the golden spirit fire when it was close to Xiaojin's Baizhang range.

It is Xiaojin's Yanghuo domain.

Anything that enters the range of Xiao Jinyang's fire domain will be burned, and Lei Jie is no exception.

Dense thunder nets bombarded Xiao Jin's body, and the surrounding ground was blasted by lightning, causing magma to splash, and dense potholes appeared.

Xiao Jin felt a little tingling in his body, but it was not considered an injury.

The golden beak opened to the sky.

Hoo hoo ~~

A golden pillar of fire spewed out, and the low-altitude thunder and lightning were instantly wrapped and annihilated by the pillar of fire.

The pillar of fire moved upwards and soon reached a height of seven or eight hundred feet, and then the pillar of fire and the thunder net were in a stalemate.

At this moment, the clouds began to spin faster, and the coercion between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, as if something was brewing.

Although the high-level monsters watching the battle were far away from Xiao Jin, many monsters of level five and level six were still very uncomfortable and trembling.

Kuchacha.

A huge thunderbolt suddenly fell, smashed Jin Yan across the sky in an instant, and then bombarded Xiao Jin.

Gravel splashed, smoke and dust filled the air, and purple thunder arcs made a hissing sound on the top of the mountain.

The arc of lightning gradually dissipated, and the mountain was leveled by several feet under the attack of the thunder.

Xiao Jin's situation also appeared in the eyes of the demons. Part of his body and feathers were a little burnt black, but his aura was still extremely strong, and there was no sign of weakness at all.

At this time, the thunder calamity began to change, and the original purple thunder and lightning gradually turned into silver.

Silver thunderballs began to condense in the grid, and the number continued to increase.

When the number reached hundreds, these thunderballs began to fall rapidly downward.

After the thunderballs approached the ground, it was discovered that each of them was more than ten feet in diameter, and contained amazing spiritual power.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the bombardment of countless thunder balls, the mountain where Xiaojin was located was completely covered by thunder light, and the situation inside could not be seen.

Only Xiao Jin's neighing and a golden figure looming could be heard.

hum! !

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a violent wave of golden fire spread towards the surroundings, the thunder was scattered, and a large number of slender arcs flickered in the golden flames.

Xiaojin's body was burning with golden flames, and with a cry, it flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, and soon fought with Tianjie.

Standing on the ground as a bird monster and being struck by lightning is really aggrieved.

Dense silver lightning nets and thunder balls spread all over the sky, but a large piece of golden flames could still clearly be seen entangled with them, and the sound of thunder and fire bursting was endless.

Old Jin Jiao looked away and said, "The power of this thunder calamity is much stronger than when I was promoted back then, but it is still easy to handle. The little guy now is really amazing!"

The Haoriwu patriarch was also very indifferent, obviously agreeing with Lao Jinjiao's opinion.

Jiang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and prepared to wait quietly for the end.

Looking at the majestic Xiaojin in the sky and Lei Jiegang facing him. Recalling Xiao Jin's pitiful appearance in the dark for the first time, people can't help but feel the passage of time.

Whoooo! !

Suddenly, the strong wind between the heaven and the earth changed, and turned into gusts of wind.

A hint of pale gold appeared in the silver thunder in the clouds.

The originally calm Haoriwu patriarch and Lao Jinjiao suddenly stood up.

"impossible!"

"How could this be?"

Jiang Yun could also see that Lei Jie had changed, but he thought it was a normal process, but seeing the two transformed monsters behave like this, he understood that something was wrong.

"Seniors, is there something wrong with this thunder calamity?" Jiang Yun asked hastily.

Patriarch Haoriwu took a deep breath, stared at the sky with a dark face and said in a deep voice: "Your race may not know much about thunder disasters, but our monster clan has blood inheritance, and there are records of all kinds of thunder disasters. .”

"The Shapeshifting Thunder Tribulation usually starts from purple and then gradually changes to silver. It's the same for me and Lao Jinjiao."

"But according to the bloodline inheritance, only a more powerful interface may appear with a golden thunder calamity accompanied by a strong wind."

"This world itself has thin aura and shouldn't have this kind of thunder calamity!"

The words of the patriarch Haoriwu were full of inconceivable words.

After listening to Jiang Yun, he basically understood, and he was secretly worried for Xiao Jin, praying that Xiao Jin would get through it safely.

At this moment, a message came from Ling Huan Yin. After hearing this, Jiang Yun was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "What did you do? Why?"

Jiang Yun couldn't understand it at all. Could it be that Brother Ling Huanyin was unhappy with Xiaojin and wanted to kill him?

Ling Huanyin said: "Don't get me wrong, I really like this little guy."

"The power of the thunder in this world is not enough. After the thunder calamity, it can advance to the eighth level, but it is difficult to transform into a human form."

"This time I induced a large area of ​​heaven and earth spiritual energy to submerge into the thunder calamity, which is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire. At the same time, I also invited the will of this world to cooperate to form the current thunder calamity."

"As a reward, I have promised to solve the hidden dangers in this world after Xiaojin becomes a true spirit, such as the thinness of spiritual energy and the disconnection with the spirit world."

"Actually, it is normal for this little guy to transform into a god, or even transform into a form during the refining stage."

Jiang Yun naturally knew the benefits of transformation.

After the monster is transformed into a human form, it can use formations, refining tools, talismans, alchemy, magic weapons, etc. like monks.

But none of the above is the key point. The most important thing is that the speed of cultivation after transforming into human form will be much faster than that of animal form.

Jiang Yun was not angry about Ling Huanyin's self-assertion, but was very worried about Xiao Jin's safety.

Ling Huanyin continued: "Don't worry, this Fang Tiandi is also reluctant to kill Xiao Jin. Once Xiao Jin can't hold on to the thunder disaster, he will disperse. Before that, the more Xiao Jin is struck by lightning, the better the final transformation effect will be!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yun finally let go of half of his anxiety.

But it didn't take long for Jiang Yun's eyelids to tremble, because Xiao Jin's situation was really dire.

The power of the silver lightning with gold threads was much stronger than before, and the golden flames around Xiaojin were easily scattered into little spots of fluorescence.

Every thunderbolt left a piece of scorched black on Xiaojin's luxurious and gorgeous body.

Click!

The sky thunder became more and more fierce, and dozens of hundreds of thunderbolts struck at Xiao Jin every moment.

Although Xiao Jin held back and didn't let out a cry of grief, the feathers at the corner of his mouth were bald and bloody, making him look horrible. Even the breath and spiritual power fluctuations are rapidly weakening.

Just when Jiang Yun thought it was going to die, the spirit patterns all over Xiao Jin's body suddenly burst into golden light, turning into a huge round fireball as a whole.

There are mysterious spirit patterns all over the surface of the fireball. Every time the thunder strikes on the spirit patterns, they are only shining with golden light, but there is no sign of being crushed at all.

These spirit patterns actually blocked the thunder.

After just two breaths, the spirit pattern and spirit fire suddenly dissipated.

Xiao Jin, who was seriously injured, has completely recovered, and the feathers from the scorched wound have grown back and become golden again. Even the breath and spiritual power have recovered a lot.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun remembered something.

"I remember Xiao Jin said that when he was promoted to the fifth level, he got a talent called Resurrection Yang Yan."

"On weekdays, store the surplus spiritual power in the spiritual pattern of the whole body, and consume the massive spiritual power in the spiritual pattern to activate it in case of life crisis, which can quickly recover from injuries and spiritual power."

"Now it seems that the accumulation of these decades is really extraordinary."

Xiaojin, who had recovered, was very excited, but unfortunately, before he could be happy, the sky thunder had bombarded him again.

Not long after, the golden body quickly became scarred and scorched black again.

After these changes, quite a few of the monsters watching the battle below had a shadow in their hearts.

Those who were able to advance to the high ranks were originally the best among the major ethnic groups, but this time they were really frightened by Xiao Jin's Thunder Tribulation.

Just as Xiao Jin was dying and his body fell downward, the thunder and dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate.

The bright sun began to flood the earth.

The fire spirit power and gold spirit power all over the sky converged towards Xiao Jin, forming a large golden cloud.

hum~~

Yunxia began to deform, and unexpectedly condensed into a huge Golden Crow with the size of thousands of feet.

Although it looks a little illusory, you can see the power of the law entangled, and at the same time a powerful blood pressure descends in vain.

Except for the two transformed monsters, all the monsters present were unable to move, their bodies were trembling uncontrollably, and their own blood was also sending out signals of surrender.

"True Spirit!"

The two transformed monsters recognized the identity of Jinwu Xuying, and bowed respectfully to pay homage.

What they worshiped was not Xiaojin, but the ancient and powerful supreme bloodline.

After a few breaths, the golden crow's phantom turned into golden fluorescent lights all over the sky, and these light spots drilled towards the little gold body below, and all of them were quickly submerged in it.

Xiaojin's injury began to recover quickly, and he quickly stabilized his figure and stayed at a low altitude. At the same time, his body shape and aura began to skyrocket.

One hundred feet, one hundred and twenty feet, one hundred and fifty feet, and finally the little golden wings reached nearly two hundred feet.

Although it can't compare to some special existences with the size of a thousand feet at the top of the seventh level, it is already a veritable behemoth!

Hoo hoo!

Xiao Jin's body suddenly ignited golden spiritual flames, and his huge body shrank rapidly.

In less than a moment, the fireball dissipated, and a figure stood in the air.

Jiang Yun's face was a little weird, because he was only six feet tall by visual inspection, and

"This looks too handsome!"