The big bell was engraved with dense runes, and there was a piece of jade inlaid on the edge. If you look carefully, you can see that they are small skulls. Each of them opened its bloody mouth and sprayed out wisps of colorful mist. , like silk threads, surrounding the big bell.
This big clock looks extremely delicate, like a child's toy, but the power contained in it makes the void tremble.
But before the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" had time to activate, the heavy thunder in the sky crashed down like a stormy sea!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!!!!!!!
The majestic power of God suppressed all evil, and swept away all evil in this space in an instant. Ice-cold lightning flashed in this space, like a sun rising in this space. rise.
The mighty light of the Eight Descendants illuminated all directions in an instant.
The entire world has turned into an endless ocean of thunder.
The purple and green light was like a huge wave, overwhelming, sweeping across the heaven and earth, sweeping everything, and there was no end as far as the eye could see.
The ancestor of the "Five Plagues" held the big bell with one hand and pinched a spell with the other hand. An ancient and deep sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire space.
Boom, boom, boom...
Every time the bell rings, a gray curtain of light will emerge, as if it is made up of countless souls. Then, layers of light curtains will wrap up the ancestor of the "Five Plagues", blocking all attacks from the outside world.
However, the power of God remains unstoppable.
Curtains of light and strange shadows of souls were instantly destroyed by thunder!
Before he could strike down, the eyes of the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" turned gloomy, and the bronze bell in his hand began to flash with red lines. The sound made by the bell became faster and faster. , like a huge war drum, dong dong dong!
Amidst the crackling sound, the sky became more and more thick, and in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned into a gray ocean.
boom!
There was another thunder in the sky, and the tribulation thunder was continuous, each wave was stronger than the last, and a terrifying aura that destroyed the world filled the space.
It was a powerful force, as if it were a great will, declaring destruction.
In an instant, there was deathly silence, as if the end of the world was coming.
The ancestor of the "Five Plagues" looked pale and tried his best to use all his strength on this big bell. A trace of dark purple blood gradually flowed out from his seven holes.
This is, the injury in his body has reached its extreme!
But now, even if his foundation is damaged, even if his cultivation is completely destroyed, even if his cultivation is completely destroyed, he can't stop!
If he can't survive this time, he will definitely die!
Thousands of years of practice and long years of accumulation will all come to naught.
All ambitions, all justice, all efforts, everything will disappear!
Although "Five Plagues" had a firm heart, he still couldn't help but show obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Any Hedao cultivator is a genius who has been tempered many times, and Heavenly Tribulation is something that countless cultivators would only dream of obtaining.
There are as many monks as a drop in the ocean, and there are even fewer people at the level of sect leaders.
Although the nine major sects are all giants, the addition of an ancestor is an earth-shattering thing.
But in the Mahayana period, there are very few!
"Five Plagues" is the youngest founder of the nine sects. He once swept the world, once marched forward bravely, once saved the world with his own strength, once made rapid progress, once stood above countless geniuses, and looked down upon the sky. Now, his Dao tribulation is vast and vast, and no matter how powerful a person is, he is just an ant under this mysterious and unpredictable way of heaven!
This is cultivation!
This is true eternal life!
boom!
The ancestor of the "Five Plagues" tried his best to resist, but not far from the center of the Daojie, Zhan Wuji stood in the sky, his clothes and sleeves rustling with the violent energy.
He was covered in cuts, blood, and thick red hair.
Countless replicas of the Sword Ancestor pierced into his body, and blood surged through his body like a river.
Although he was seriously injured, Zhan Wuji's aura was still strong. He raised his arms full of blood and slashed out the Nine Soul Sword with all his strength, buzzing!
The sharp blade broke through the void, and streaks of blood-red sword light condensed into substance and shot out in all directions.
The rumbling sound was like a stormy sea, sweeping away in all directions.
Seeing this, Zhan Wuji quickly struck with another sharp sword light.
At the same time, following his thoughts, "Ancestral Sword Clone", "Evil-Slaying Ax Clone", and "Original Qi Accumulating Cauldron Clone" appeared from the void one after another, guarding in front of him.
The long sword was like snow, wrapped in a terrifying sword energy, and struck hard on the calamity thunder.
[Devil-Slaying Axe] is simple and razor-sharp, as if it wants to split this violent thunder.
The characters on [Source Qi Furnace] turned into beautiful women one after another.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!
With an earth-shattering roar, the bloody sword light was quickly shattered into pieces. The replica of the "Ancestral Sword Technique" was also shattered like a bubble, and the "Devil-Slaying Axe" was also shattered. Then it fell apart. [Origin Qi Furnace] shattered into pieces and disappeared.
Purple lightning illuminated the sky, causing the lightning to stagnate for a moment, and then crashed down like a huge waterfall.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Wuji's expression changed drastically, and his expression also sank, because he knew that his strength was definitely at its peak!
The current [Last Overturn] is as powerful as an immortal technique!
But in this situation, let alone in the center of this calamity, even outside, it is difficult to move forward, let alone in the very center of this calamity, causing harm to the ancestor of the "Five Plagues"!
What's more important is that in this case, he can persist for several breaths, and the thunder and lightning of the heavenly tribulation are endless, and there is no possibility at all, until the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" has passed this time. Disaster!
While he was thinking, the aura of death on Zhan Wuji spread like smoke, and the terrible thunder disaster had already arrived in front of him.
Zhan Wuji didn't hesitate at all, and directly used an ancient technique, muttering: "Everyone in the world is afraid of me!"
As his voice sounded, streaks of thunder, like a torrent, rumbled onto Zhan Wuji's body.
The purple-green electric light was as bright as the sun, turning into thousands of thunder snakes, quickly swimming around Meng Qi's body, and being absorbed into his body without leaving any trace.
The crimson hairs flew in the sky, and then turned into ashes in the thunder.
The red hair all over Zhan Wuji's body was quickly washed away by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the replica of the Sword Ancestor in his body was also destroyed by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, trembling and dissipating. The serious injuries he suffered before were also quickly washed away. of healing.
