Chapter 2: Resisting the Heavenly Tribulation

Style: Fantasy Author: WusmanWords: 2353Update Time: 24/01/11 06:15:51
The three ancestors took out their magic weapons at the same time, and the movements in their hands were constantly changing.

The Third Patriarch was holding a brown sword, and the streaks of blood on the sword were enough to show the powerful killing heart that the Third Patriarch had during his lifetime.

The seventh ancestor held a golden giant hammer in his hand. As soon as the giant hammer appeared, it exuded a power that suffocated everyone.

Ancestor Jiu held a spear that shone with silver light. He stared at the spear and heard a vague dragon roar.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji's eyes also lit up.

"Ding dong."

"Congratulations on completing your protected goal and winning an S-level lottery opportunity. What do you want?"

"What? Someone is protecting you? Zhan Wuji's face is full of confusion. He has always been protecting humans, but now there are three weak ancestors protecting humans, and they also get this benefit."

"Extract!" Zhan Wuji is a bold person. Since it is sent by the system, he must accept it.

"Ding dong."

"Congratulations on obtaining D level, youth status, which can transform you from a child to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child without causing any harm to your body or causing any harm to your body."

"So cool!" Zhan Wuji almost wanted to slap him to death, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, the system is thoughtful."

At the same time, the three old men also put on a fighting stance, blocking the incoming thunder for Zhan Wuji!

"Seniors, just let me get through this disaster by myself!" A cold word suddenly sounded in their ears.

That was Zhan Wuji, a young man. He was standing on the ground, looking at the three old men with a look of respect.

His lower body was covered by a tablecloth, exactly where he had been sitting.

"This?" The people in team seven were shocked when they saw an extra young man sitting in the seat that originally belonged to Zhan Wuji. Then they noticed the table below him and suddenly realized it.

"Let's call this little guy 'Invincible'!" The third elder said with burning eyes.

"Seventh brother, third brother." Jiuzu said with a worried look on his face: "This thunder punishment is no joke. Wuji has just been born. If he is alone, he may be in trouble!"

The third elder stared at Zhan Wuji, with a smile on his face, and said: "I, the Zhan family, are not comparable to ordinary people. Moreover, Wuji was born with the 'Tian Tian Battle Soul', and his physical strength is also extremely powerful. , Don’t worry, we will protect him right now!”

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The three of them knew very well that thunder punishment was a disaster for them, but it was also an opportunity. Especially Zhan Wuji, who had just been born and had undergone such a big transformation. If he could temper his body with thunder, if he could If he is immortal, his physical power will be unparalleled in this world in the future.

Zhan Wuji glanced at the Zhan family, then looked at the three ancestors, and said: "Three elders, I am going to go through the tribulation. If I encounter any trouble, I hope that the three elders will not help me, otherwise The consequences could be disastrous."

The three elders were all startled by Zhan Wuji's words. How could they not be shocked by a newly born baby with such courage?

The three of them looked at each other and moved at the same time. Rays of light emanated from the three of them, forming a huge protective layer around them, covering them and preventing them from being harmed by the thunder.

"Rumble." There was a violent vibration in the void.

Heaven seemed a little impatient, and suddenly a thundercloud descended.

Zhan Wuji looked at Lei Ming with no fluctuation in his heart. After experiencing several top-notch leaps, he was no longer the small courier he was before.

"Boom." A loud sound came from the void.

The sky thunder hit Zhan Wuji instantly with incredible speed.

When the lightning subsided, all the Zhan family members turned their attention to Zhan Wuji, paying attention to his injuries.

They all knew that the power of divine punishment was simply not something a newborn child could withstand.

There was a soft sound of "Huh!"

But what stunned them was that at this moment, Zhan Wuji not only had no injuries at all, but actually looked very comfortable.

"Well, the power is good, but too small!" Zhan Wuji closed his eyes. Although it didn't cause much damage, it was a great insult.

"Ava, you have such a loud voice."

"There are actually such cruel and arrogant people in our Zhan clan."

Even the three major families showed a rare smile.

"Boom boom——"

It seemed like she was responding to him, but also like she was angry.

One after another, lightning condensed in the void. What was originally white lightning now turned into gold.

"Third brother, leave quickly!"

Among the three, the slightly younger 'Ninth Ancestor' couldn't hold himself back at this time and wanted to help.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a voice came. The three ancestors were a little worried at first, but looking at his determined eyes, they decided to trust the little baby in front of them.

"Boom." A loud noise sounded in the void.

The three golden lights were condensed and bombarded towards Zhan Wuji.

But there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Ah!"

Zhan Wuji suddenly shouted loudly, which made everyone a little confused, but when they saw Zhan Wuji's subsequent performance, they immediately shouted that fate is playing tricks on people.

With the blessing of Tianlei, he has already shown his ability to transcend levels.

Cultivation, breakthrough.

Cultivation realm, breakthrough.

He broke through.

Don't stop until the inner breath is complete.

"Bang bang, bang bang." Another three lightning strikes struck Zhan Wuji, and this time he was knocked back a certain distance, but he still decided to use the most violent method to fight against the punishment of heaven.

He broke through.

Enter concentration, enter concentration.

"Condensing Qi!"

"Condensation!"

"Huh..." He let out a long breath.

As if sensing his strength, Tian stopped attacking him, condensed nine purple thunderbolts, and struck at him.

Zhan Wuji also felt it. With his current physical strength, Thunder Punishment could not break through his defense, and he sat cross-legged easily.

At this moment, Zhan Cangtian looked at his grandson in stunned silence.

Seeing this scene, he quickly said to the three elders: "Three elders, Wushuang has just been born, and I don't know what it means yet. If there are three long and two short, this..."

"Noisy!" a loud shout sounded. The third elder was the first to speak: "If you want to become a great weapon, there must be a bloody storm. I don't believe that a genius like me, the Zhan family, will be killed by a first-class thunder tribulation."

"Boom, boom," a violent roar sounded.

As if in response to their disdain for thunder punishment, twenty-one purple lightning bolts fell from the sky.

Together with the first nine strands, a total of 30 strands of energy that were enough to collapse a warrior's soul were all gathered into Zhan Wuji's body.

"Rumble..."

The dazzling lightning made several Zhan family members around them close their eyes.

The three of them also watched this scene intently.

However, at this moment, an accident occurred.

The three old men took the lead and used defensive magic weapons one after another to attack Zhan Wuji.

"No, it can't be." The ninth ancestor was already impatient, and now he was even more upset.

The three of them watched helplessly as the thirty layers of purple lightning thunder catastrophe destroyed Zhan Wuji.