Ho ho ho~
The dragon roared.
Boom boom boom~
Energy soars into the sky.
Bang bang bang~
A sea of blood and thunder.
The sun, the bright moon, the bronze bell, the giant tripod, the stone coffin, the high mountain...
Zhong Yan used the Dou Zi Jue to evolve many marks to deal with it, struggling to support it, fighting and moving, the sea of thunder also moved, and the dragon followed like a shadow.
The spiritual energy gathering method and the magical power are not enough to defeat the Purple Thunder Dragon in a short time.
A quarter of an hour.
A stick of incense.
I don't know how long it took, but finally the nine dragons were killed.
The moon wheel protects his body. Zhong Yan stands in the ocean of thunder and lightning. His body is stooped, as if he will fall if the wind blows, but his eyes are firm and he stares at the sky.
"Boom~"
Another raging thunder wave, the eighth round of thunder disaster!
"Hehe~ Keep coming, let's see how many times you get!"
Zhong Yan laughed angrily, his old face covered with blood looked extremely ferocious.
The war resumes...
High in the distance.
Gu Baiyu covered his mouth, with tears on his pretty face dry and wet. He clenched his pink fists in front of his chest, extremely worried. He had already been impressed by Zhong Yan's strong fighting power and unyielding will. If Zhong Yan had time to take a look at her Loyalty has been increased from the original 92 to 98.
Zhong Qitao pursed his lips, his face was tense, and his eyes were unblinking. He could clearly feel the terror in the thunder sea. If he went in, he would not be able to hold on for long before he would be torn to pieces by the dragon.
A few years ago, his golden elixir changed and his combat power soared. He once said proudly to his father, "The master is better than the master." But now, he regards his father as a god, the peak he is chasing.
In front of him, there were dozens of high-level gathering symbols and gathering notes suspended in front of him. At Zhong Yan's request, multiple copies of the entire process of overcoming the tribulation were imprinted for future study.
Sudden.
With his spiritual consciousness, Zhong Qitao turned his head suddenly, and the vitality surged in his palms. He saw two black spots moving from far to near, and then came to the front in the blink of an eye.
"Boom~"
Zhong Qitao raised his palm to make a mark, but was easily defeated by a boy in black with braids on his head.
Gu Baiyu shouted: "Tao'er, wait a minute!"
"Master Tao, it's me!" One of the visitors was Yang Shan, guest minister of the Zhong Mansion.
"Give me the storage bag!"
Zhong Qitao also recognized Yang Shan, whom he had met before. He reached out and grabbed the storage bag from his waist, cast a spell and threw it at Lei Hai: "Father, go on!"
Then, he looked at the boy in black, stared at his storage bag, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Give it to me!"
Monster clan... The boy in black looked with interest at the half of the flesh horn exposed under the brim of the young man's hat, which was still flashing with light at this moment, "What is your true body?"
After asking, without waiting for a response, the boy looked at Zhong Yan who was crossing the tribulation.
Gu Baiyu hurriedly stepped forward to straighten the child's hat, held his shoulders and sent a message to dissuade him. From the boy's casual blow just now, he knew it was not easy. He was secretly vigilant and asked Yang Shan: "Why is Fellow Taoist Yang here?"
Yang Shan stared at Lei Hai with a look of horror on his face, tilted his head and replied: "This is my Taoist friend, the mage under Qin Ben's tent. The two of us ran into the corpse-smelling Taoist in Pibei City, Wei State, and pursued him all the way to the nearby area. , following the fluctuations.”
Corpse Smell Taoist... Gu Baiyu and Zhong Qitao looked at each other.
At this time, the boy who was called 'Fellow Taoist' showed surprise on his face, opened his mouth, and whispered in his heart: "It turns out to be a golden elixir tribulation. I said why is this thunder tribulation so weak? It's wrong. It has the appearance of a dharma. Why?" And it’s so miserable.”
Then he turned around and asked, "How many times?"
Gu Baiyu hesitated a little and said: "In the eighth round, a total of seventy-two dragons appeared."
The boy nodded and said, "That is the Supreme Thunder Tribulation."
Zhong Qitao asked: "What is the Supreme Thunder Tribulation?"
Boy: "The manifested divine dragon has suffered many heavenly tribulations. Seventy-two are the supreme small thunder tribulations, and eighty-one are the supreme great thunder tribulations. Their power ranks sixth on the list of heavenly tribulations."
Zhong Qitao's expression changed: "One more round? How do you know it's not the Supreme Little Thunder Tribulation?"
The boy smiled and said: "The supreme calamity, no matter how big or small, the last round is the half-human Thunder Dragon King. They come out one by one, and their combat power is better than all the previous ones. As for your father's half-dead state..."
As he spoke, he shook his head, and the braid on his head swayed.
Gu Baiyu quickly raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, you have a lot of knowledge. Do you have a way to deal with it?"
The boy looked at Zhong Yan, who was struggling in the thunder sea, and stopped talking.
After a stick of incense.
Thanks to the various resources such as magic weapons, elixirs, and spiritual stones in Yang Shan's storage bag, Zhong Yan once again pushed himself down, bowed and stood in the void, breathing heavily.
"Boom~" The lightning flashed and thunder surged.
Zhong Yan looked up at the sky with a bitter look on his face.
There was a dragon roar, and a foot was seen stepping out from the sea of thunder and lightning, but it was the image of a dragon head, with dark purple thunder and lightning flashing all over its body.
Zhong Yan's eyes were sunken and his gaze was focused. The other party's aura was so powerful that it was suffocating. If there were nine of them...
"Buzz~"
The demi-human dragon punched out, the void collapsed, and the wandering electric light shot out, tearing the void apart.
Even if Zhong Yan used the Xingzi Jue in time, his shoulder would be pierced, and bloody bone stubble would fly.
He was surrounded, but he was not afraid of death. He mobilized the little energy and blood in his body, supplemented by Zhou Tian's spiritual energy, and faced him head-on. He tore the demi-human dragon into pieces at the cost of a clear punch hole in his abdomen. The electric light wanders away, extremely miserable.
What made Zhong Yan feel a little relieved was that not all the demi-human dragons of the ninth round came out at once.
The boy shook his head slightly: "Injury to the enemy is one thousand, damage to oneself is eight hundred. The Nine-Headed Dragon King can only defeat a few."
Zhong Qitao asked: "Do you have any idea?"
The boy grinned: "You beg me."
Zhong Qitao stared at him, pursed his lips, bowed and said, "I beg you!"
The boy laughed, his voice childish: "Let's take a look first."
Not long after, he saw Zhong Yan dodging frequently and kept fighting with the Thunder Dragon King. The boy looked strange and shouted to Lei Hai: "The last round has a time limit. If it continues like this, even if the tribulation is successful, there will be no catastrophe." Baptism, with your dilapidated body you can’t live for more than a few years, the road is over.”
Zhong Qitao asked hurriedly: "How long?"
The boy in black said: "There is one sky, one sky, the breath determines the day and night, the carvings are full and full, the six heavens and eight wildernesses are honored, and you need to overcome the Dragon King's Tribulation within three quarters of an hour before you can prove your supreme position and be recognized by heaven. You have everything. If you don’t know, you dare to commit the Supreme Tribulation?”
Zhong Qitao hurriedly reminded loudly.
Zhong Yan's expression changed slightly. This second half-human dragon took almost half a quarter of an hour.
With a roar, he burned his energy and blood, rushed away, and blasted the dragon.
When the third one came out, he activated the moon wheel and struck with a flying slash, killing it instantly.
The boy in black rolled his eyes speechlessly, his mouth twitched, and shouted: "Why don't you use the original Tao map if you have it? You haven't even completed the Dharma yet, and I'll turn you into a mummy in just a few strokes! What a waste of original energy!"
Origin road map? Sacred Tree Star Map?
Dharma? Moon wheel?
Akira Shenjian Zhongyan was blasted away by the fourth Thunder Dragon King, and half of his body was about to fall off. He asked urgently: "I dare to ask my friend, how to activate the original Dao map?"
The boy in black was startled and turned to ask Zhong Qitao: "How old is your father actually? What was the highest level of cultivation in the past?"
Gu Baiyu said: "More than seventy years old, practicing for more than sixty years, I just broke through the golden elixir and encountered a catastrophe."
The boy in black raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: "Reincarnation? Or a peerless evildoer? How to cultivate the original Tao map without understanding the original law..."
Seeing that his father was knocked away by the Thunder Dragon King again, Zhong Qitao said anxiously: "Didn't you say you would help? Hurry!"
The black-clothed boy pointed out: "By contemplating the Dao Diagram of the Sea of Consciousness, you can condense it out of the body, and use the source to activate it. You can control the power of the heaven, earth, stars, and all things for your own use. It is like bending an arm to use it, and it is even more powerful."
Zhong Yan stepped on the Xing Zi Jue to dodge the attack, while imagining the divine tree star map composed of one thousand two hundred and ninety-six acupoints in the sea of consciousness.
Sure enough, when the body shook, a sacred tree with twinkling stars came out of the body and merged with the moon wheel.
He tried to activate the 'innate source of energy' in it.
Suddenly, the sacred tree swayed, the light shone in the sky, and energy surged from all directions. In addition to spiritual energy, there were also other unknown mysterious powers.
As soon as he thought about it, a stone coffin was formed, and the fifth Thunder Dragon King flew away and collapsed.
The boy in black looked at it intently for a while, but was stunned, and suddenly shouted: "Innate origin?! No other origin energy? Put it away quickly! What a waste of natural resources!"
He raised his hand and pinched the secret in an instant, and a wisp of purple energy rushed out from his head, turning into a jade belt and flying towards the sea of thunder.
"Use your innate origin to fuse, then separate, and activate it for use!"
Zhong Yan did as he was told, and found that by mobilizing the power of heaven and earth with his innate source, he could kill the thunder dragon with one blow, but by using the purple source energy, the speed of mobilizing the power of heaven and earth was much slower, and it was not solid enough. At least he had to hit it head-on. It takes twenty blows to achieve success and scatter the thunder dragon.
Once again, he fell into a tough battle, being thrown away constantly and bleeding in the sea of thunder.
The seventh head.
The eighth head.
Ninth head.
Finally passed the ninth round of thunder tribulation within the time limit.
At the last moment of the battle, Zhong Yan was dying and looked up at the sky.
Dark clouds cover the top, gathering but not dispersing, and the sea of thunder is still raging with lightning, lasting for a long time.
But Zhong Yan felt that the terrifying spiritual pressure faded away like a tide. He breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down in the void.
At this time.
There was a roar, the dark clouds in the sky split open, and the Milky Way poured down, pouring directly into Zhong Yantian's spiritual cap.
Zhong Yan was shocked, and the majestic pure energy spread throughout his body, quickly repairing his injuries.
It feels so comfortable than lying on Yuan Ziyi's body and shivering!
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