"boom!!!"
The terrifying power of thunder, carrying a power several times more terrifying than the eighth thunder tribulation, suddenly fell from the nine heavens, as if it had turned into a piece of heaven and earth.
Chen Yuan's eyes were solemn, and he quickly mobilized all his strength. The powerful vitality of heaven and earth swept across, and suddenly punched out, directly hitting the falling thunder.
In an instant, the thunder exploded and turned into a purple sea of thunder, stretching between heaven and earth.
The surging power dispersed on Chen Yuan's soul, and the heart-wrenching feeling once again swept through Chen Yuan's heart with that terrifying power.
As if to completely annihilate him!
With just one thunderbolt, Chen Yuan seemed to collapse directly. The Yuanshen that had just been condensed would have a tendency to collapse, if his Yuanshen had not gone through this many experiences.
Even the first thunderbolt couldn't be blocked!
The void twisted and stretched for dozens of miles. The sea below seemed to be steaming at this moment, and the densely packed corpses of fish and shrimps in the sea floated up at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, there was the second tribulation thunder.
This time, like the last thunderbolt of the eighth level, the tribulation thunder transformed into a figure that resembled a lake. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be somewhat similar to Chen Yuan himself.
The two immediately launched a life-and-death battle in the void!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Thunder exploded one after another, and a muffled sound spread throughout the world. The endless pressure was on the ninth level of thunder tribulation, showing even more terrifying pressure.
Chen Yuan was so depressed that he almost collapsed and felt a trace of real despair.
This was only the fifth thunderbolt, and he felt the pressure of the eighth thunderbolt. His soul was almost shattered, cracking inch by inch, and it seemed that it would be annihilated between heaven and earth in the next moment.
Moro clenched his fists, and his eyes had changed from the previous horror to calmness. He no longer knew how to face all this with normal emotions.
This can only depend on Chen Yuan's own luck.
The ninth level of thunder tribulation.
The ninth level of thunder tribulation that he had never heard of or seen was actually seen by him in his lifetime. He was both surprised and disappointed.
I was pleasantly surprised that Chen Yuan's talent has surpassed that of Chu Taizu. As long as he does not fall in the future, he will definitely be the most powerful existence in the world.
Despair is because there is almost no hope of surviving this ninth level of thunder.
Not to mention Chen Yuan, I am afraid that even if the Chu Taizu is reborn, he will have no chance to survive this catastrophe, and at present, it is only the fifth tribulation thunder, which has already shattered his soul.
Now it has been submerged in the purple sea of thunder.
The endless power of thunder was sweeping towards him, trying to completely annihilate him.
Moro let out a sigh of relief and even closed his eyes at this moment, not wanting to see Chen Yuan fall in front of him. This was not just his fall.
It also represents the complete destruction of his hopes.
...
The East China Sea, Emperor Wu's City, the top of the Immortal Mountain.
Lu Chengfeng's face was also a little ugly. The aura of tribulation thunder coming from that far away place made him feel a touch of extreme danger. This eighth level of tribulation thunder was really terrifying!
Yes, he didn't think that the person was going through the ninth level of thunder tribulation. This was completely illusory. Even Chu Taizu, who was overwhelming the world, was the eighth level of thunder tribulation.
How could someone be more talented than him?
But he is still a little worried, because not everyone can survive even the eighth level of thunder tribulation, and they will inevitably suffer extremely strong pressure.
Once it fails, it will be the end of the soul.
"I hope it will succeed..."
Lu Chengfeng let out a sigh of relief.
He didn't know who the person in the depths of the sea was, and he didn't know if he had survived this thunderstorm. He could only think in the best direction.
If this person can survive, then he will really have the confidence to face the legendary fairyland.
Japan, Yagyu clan.
The black-haired young man had been standing here looking in that direction for a long time, his brows becoming more and more frowning, and he had a very bad feeling in his heart.
The presence of that aura is likely to bring disaster to the Yagyu clan and even Japan as a whole.
After meditating for a long time, the young man decided to set off and go have a look.
...
At this time, Chen Yuan was still in the process of overcoming the tribulation. No, to be precise, his soul was in the process of disintegration. Even though his fighting spirit was unyielding, he was still heading towards the end of his soul being annihilated.
This ninth level of thunder tribulation is countless times stronger than the eighth level!
When Chen Yuan was holding on, a trace of mysterious purple thunder penetrated directly into his soul, seeming to want to completely annihilate him.
But this is the moment.
The altar of luck deep in the consciousness was touched by this ray of thunder, as if it was angry with the thunder, and a blood-red light instantly shattered the thunder.
The next moment, this bloody light directly enveloped Chen Yuan's body.
His body, which was originally disintegrating, was gradually healing at this moment, and his weak aura gradually began to rise at this moment!
"It's the altar of luck!"
Chen Yuan was suddenly startled, but then he was ecstatic.
Although this Altar of Luck has been with him for some years, he actually doesn't know much about it, and his sense of its existence is not high. He is basically awakened passively.
There will never be an attack.
Unexpectedly, this time I actually saved him when he was about to die, but...why did that bloody light feel familiar? It seemed...
It's luck!
It is 70% similar to the luck he collected!
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. With the blood light shrouding him, it was almost like he was coming back to life. He was once again filled with new vitality.
"kill!"
Chen Yuan's unyielding fighting spirit was restored at this moment. Without any hesitation, he rushed directly towards the sixth purple thunder crackling in the void.
"What!"
Moro suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his face unconsciously.
Chen Yuan...actually recovered again!
He didn't know what other methods Chen Yuan had, and he didn't know what his secret was, and he had no intention of exploring Chen Yuan's secret. At this moment, he just wanted to let Chen Yuan survive the ninth thunder tribulation.
After numerous experiences, I am afraid that Chen Yuan's soul will be raised to a terrifying level. Perhaps... when he first enters Yangshen, he can directly compete with Yangshen's perfect cultivation.
"boom!"
Exploding thunder exploded in the void. Chen Yuan charged forward, completely ignoring his injuries. His fighting spirit had clearly reached its peak.
Defeat it forcefully!
"kill!"
In the boundless sea of purple thunder, divine whips seemed to be condensed, which continuously struck Chen Yuan's body. With each strike, his soul collapsed.
But soon, when the bloody light of destiny enveloped the whole body, the shattered soul would condense again, and... almost every time it condensed, it became stronger.
This feeling made Chen Yuan extremely confident, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He is expected to survive the ninth thunder tribulation!
This is hope!
The power of the thunder is getting stronger and stronger, but at the same time, Chen Yuan's aura is gradually rising, and his fighting spirit has reached its peak.
"boom!"
The seventh thunder fell. This time, the falling thunder condensed into a huge divine cauldron in the void, with terrifying power, trying to completely suppress Chen Yuan.
And this is also true. Even though he has the ability of immortality at this moment, his power is still not raised after all, and he is suppressed in the void by the divine tripod transformed by thunder.
He held a huge cauldron in one hand and stepped into the air with one foot. Endless thunder followed his arms and poured into his body, making his expression a bit ferocious at the moment.
pain!
pain!
pain!
The incomparable pain seemed to be thoroughly cleansing him from the inside out, expelling all the impurities of his soul from his body, including his own spiritual thoughts.
This is not physical pain, but spiritual pain.
Chen Yuan's expression went from ferocious at the beginning to gradually becoming calm. No matter how much lightning shrouded or exploded on his body, he never became ferocious again.
"kill!"
Chen Yuan shouted angrily, mobilized all the strength in his body, and punched the divine cauldron. The huge thunder fell on him like a waterfall.
It directly bent his spine, but Chen Yuan still managed to stand up straight. With the help of the Luck Altar, he was almost immortal.
If he is still crushed, then he is really useless!
"Rumble...."
Above the black clouds, the roar became more and more terrifying. Finally, at the moment when Chen Yuan straightened his body, it swept down directly. This time, it was as if the entire sky had collapsed.
With extremely terrifying pressure.
In fact, after overcoming the tribulation until now, Chen Yuan was extremely exhausted, both in spirit and in mind, and wanted to take an urgent rest, but he knew very well that
He had no chance to retreat, no chance to rest.
Either life or death.
There is no second option!
Chen Yuan soared into the sky and shot straight into the sky.
Looking from a distance, it looks like one person is facing the whole world, with a tragic momentum flowing.
"Hold on!"
Even though Moro had a strong mind and could not express his emotions or anger, such a voice still sounded in his heart at this moment, and he had already passed through the seven thunders of calamity.
There are still two paths left, and you can successfully survive the Yangshen Tribulation.
And he will also become the most powerful Yang Shen True Lord in history!
none of them!
In Moro's heart, Chen Yuan's talent has surpassed that of Chu Taizu, who dominated the world. His future is limitless, and he may even be able to compete with that person who existed thousands of years ago.
The seventh realm of spiritual practice may be broken through in his hands.
This is the achievement of creation.
There is absolutely no room for error. If given the choice, Moro is actually willing to go through these two final disasters on behalf of Chen Yuan. Even if he dies, he can feel at ease.
Unfortunately, it can't be.
If he intervenes, the Thunder Tribulation will only become more terrifying, and none of them will be able to escape.
"boom!"
Chen Yuan blasted a huge hole in the overturned heaven and earth. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had been torn apart, and Chen Yuan also suffered the final injury.
At this moment, Chen Yuan's body was hunched, the purple light on his body gradually reached its peak, and the endless thunderstorms were destroying his remaining vitality.
Even the red ray of light couldn't heal him, and he was in a stalemate.
Chen Yuan has almost realized that he has no hope of being able to survive the last powerful divine thunder unless the Altar of Luck can show its true power.
Time passed slowly, there was no roar of the ninth thunder, and the whole world became silent at this moment. Chen Yuan raised his head and saw a figure in purple clothes in front of him.
He still couldn't see his face clearly, and there was nothing to prove his identity. The purple-clothed figure did not reveal any powerful aura.
Just like an ordinary person.
But the more this happened, the less likely it was that Chen Yuan could take it lightly. He stared at this person solemnly, his eyes slightly condensed, and he didn't say a word.
The figure condensed by the ninth calamity thunder also looked down at Chen Yuan, as if through the endless void, completely seeing everything about him.
Then, without any movement, the man in purple raised his right arm and pointed at Chen Yuan with a finger.
Like a breeze blowing, the body of the purple-clothed man's Tribulation Thunder collapsed inch by inch. It didn't seem to have any impact on Chen Yuan, but this was just an appearance.
In fact, Chen Yuan's soul also collapsed at this moment.
Finally, nothingness is extinguished.
At this moment, he seemed to have completely sunk. What he saw was a dim world, boundless, as if it was a land of chaos. In front of him was a huge altar.
The whole body is blood red, with the dragon's head below, and a faint black hole, which seems to contain a world.
"Luck...altar!"
Chen Yuan immediately understood in his heart. He stepped forward, looked at this rarely seen existence, stretched out his hand and put his palm underneath. The next moment, a light of luck shrouded his body.
outside world.
Moro's eyes were completely desperate, and he watched this scene quietly. What he recalled in his eyes were the events that happened after he met Chen Yuan.
It seems that at this moment, a fleeting view of flowers appears in front of you.
Failed, failed after all!
This mysterious ninth level of thunder tribulation is indeed not something that humans can survive.
Moro took out the rare treasure of the Book of Heaven, was silent for a moment, and then said through a message:
"Fellow Shura failed to overcome the tribulation and fell..."
The Heavenly Book was silent for a moment, and the next moment, a message was quickly transmitted.
Su Ziyue: "No...impossible, senior...you must...have seen it wrong."
Li Suqing: "How is it possible? How could Chen Yuan not be able to survive a Yang Shen tribulation?"
Yang Huatian: "This is absolutely impossible!"
Chu Changfeng: "How many levels of thunder disaster?"
Jiang He: "I know..."
One after another, intricate sounds continued to come out from the Heavenly Book space, but Moro had no intention of responding. He abandoned everything and sat cross-legged in the void.
Decided to see Chen Yuan off.
but....
When he just started reciting the sutra, he discovered that Chen Yuan, who had been completely extinguished, began to condense inch by inch at this moment.
At the same time, the aura on his body was also rising rapidly.
Moro: "..."
After a moment of silence, he immediately sent a message to the Heavenly Book and said:
"The poor monk is just kidding, the Shura donor has successfully overcome the tribulation."
Su Ziyue: "..."
Li Suqing: "..."
Yang Huatian: "..."
Chu Changfeng: "..."
Jiang He: "..."
If Moro hadn't been kind to them, if Moro hadn't been too strong, if Moro hadn't been in front of them, they would have really wanted to beat him up.
Is this a joke?
However, all of them were relieved at the same time.
No matter what, it will be good if it succeeds.
But before they could ask about the specific situation, Moro immediately cut off contact.
Su Ziyue: "..."
Li Suqing: "..."
Yang Huatian: "..."
Chu Changfeng: "..."
Jiang He: "..."
The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth is still sweeping towards Chen Yuan's soul. At this moment, his soul is extremely transparent, as if all impurities have been removed.
After destruction comes new life!
The powerful aura is also rising steadily at this moment.
But at this moment, a more magnificent force suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and an indifferent vertical eye condensed between heaven and earth, directly locking on Chen Yuan.
"Again!"
Chen Yuan suddenly raised his head, and Moro also raised his head suddenly.
I was speechless for a while.
If a calamity really comes, it will be...indescribable.
The mysterious will just stayed on Chen Yuan's body for a moment, as if he was looking for something. Then, it slowly dispersed, and those clouds of calamity that filled the sky were quickly extinguished at this moment.
The Yangshen Tribulation has finally passed!
Chen Yuan let out a long breath and felt that the huge pressure on his body had disappeared at this moment. Instead, there was a powerful aura sweeping in all directions.
Today, Chen Yuan finally becomes the Yang God!
Below, Moro also showed an expression of relief, with a smile on his face.
And at the moment when the calamity cloud dissipated, a flash of extreme purple appeared between heaven and earth. At a glance, it was boundless...
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Yang Shen said that it would end this year, and it would end this year. The guy who beat Weilong forgot to mail it.
22 years have passed and the New Year is coming. I wish all readers of this book to make a fortune next year.
By the way, one more thing.
I can’t do the early morning update, so I’ll put it off until tomorrow. I really have a headache that I can’t stand anymore, ugh...
