Click, click, a sound. The flying knives that Lu Xiaotian spent a lot of effort to refine were shattered one after another like porcelain. The thunder tribulation came so fast that even the water core, stone and earth evil sword formation he arranged did not even have much time to react.
The Jie Lei that followed closely took advantage of a short period of time to break through the formation and fell one after another, making it almost difficult for people to react.
Lu Xiaotian brushed the ground and pulled out the earth-shattering knife, slashing out several sharp blades of energy through the air, splitting the thunder that fell above his head.
There was a rolling explosion in the air, and the sword energy collided with the tribulation thunder. However, the speed of the tribulation thunder was too fast after all, and even Lu Xiaotian could not defeat them all at once.
Boom boom
Lu Xiaotian raised his hand and punched, and the strong punch blasted away the two thunderbolts again, but his chest and thigh were still hit by the remaining two thunderbolts in succession. Ordinary ninth-level monks who faced such a lightning strike would be seriously injured even if they were not killed. Lu Xiaotian was hit by two tribulation lightnings, and his body was suddenly hit hard. He was thrown up from the ground. The tyrannical power of thunder and lightning penetrated through the fire. Dragon scale armor acts on the body. Lu Xiaotian's whole body was twitching.
Then the remaining two lightning bolts struck, and Lu Xiaotian's body rolled continuously on the ground, leaving traces of blood wherever he rolled.
There was lightning and thunder in the thunder clouds in the sky, and huge bolts of lightning as thick as a bucket fell again. One wave after another.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian's state looked extremely embarrassing, but the scattered flying knives focused again, forming a formation that was relatively less tight than before, and flew up into the air. This is the benefit of Lu Xiaotian's sacrificial practice of this set of sword formations, the Shuixinshi Earth Evil Sword Formation. Even if half of the magic weapon is damaged, the remaining flying knives can still form a small Earth Evil Formation. There is naturally a gap in power compared to the full set of seventy-two flying knives, but it can buy Lu Xiaotian a certain amount of time at this time. Since God didn't give him time to reply, he had to rely on himself.
Lu Xiaotian took the Heaven-Returning Pill again without hesitation. At the same time, he held the earth-shattering knife and slashed out a series of sword lights. He used his spiritual consciousness to control the small earth-shattering sword formation to resist the thunder tribulation, and then used the sword light to break part of it. After the previous two waves of lightning strikes, Lu Xiaotian had some experience at this time. By using magic weapons in conjunction with formations and alternating with each other, he can gain more time.
Although he had been hit by thunderbolts several times in succession just now, his body had been traumatized one after another. But the power of thunder and lightning seems to have baptized the mana in the body. The mana that has experienced the baptism of thunder and lightning has become more pure and condensed. After the soul has experienced the paralysis of thunder and lightning, it has also become more powerful. I am grateful to the surroundings. It has also become unprecedentedly clear.
A strange color flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. It seems that blocking all the tribulation thunder may not necessarily be a good thing. How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? But the destructive power of the tribulation thunder is also very terrifying. If it exceeds the load of the body, it will be like Zhou Xiaocui and other monks who failed to overcome the tribulation. Both body and soul will be destroyed. The soul has no power at all in such a place where thunder and lightning are dense. A chance to escape.
In fact, when Lu Xiaotian looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. I'm afraid he didn't have to deliberately set off the thunderclouds. Whether he could survive it in the end was still uncertain.
Lu Xiaotian has had an unyielding heart since he was a child. If he had given in so easily, he wouldn't be where he is today. Looking at the still powerful thunderclouds in the sky, Lu Xiaotian's eyes were firmer than ever before. God will not save everyone. Although he is able to get to where he is today due to luck, it is mostly due to his own hard work. The same is true for the thunder disaster in front of us. When there is no way out, we have to find a way through the thorns and thorns.
"Little Earth Evil Formation, attack!" Lu Xiaotian raised his hands, the handles of the thirty-six flying knives were downwards, and the tips of the knives were upwards. A bright light of the knife made people almost unable to open their eyes, exuding bursts of soft moans. With the sound of thunder falling from the sky, swim upstream!
There were explosions in the air, and from time to time, other thunderbolts fell from the gaps between the flying knives. Some were scattered by Lu Xiaotian with the earth-shattering knife, and some hit Lu Xiaotian's body.
One after another, there was lightning and thunder. At first, the monks on several nearby hills were gloating about their misfortune, but there were repeated bursts of thunder, causing these monks to look in this direction from a distance, with only a look of horror on their faces. The movement here made them It felt like several monks were going through a tribulation. The thunder tribulation that should have ended long ago seemed to have no end in sight. Under such a fierce lightning strike, can any foundation-building monks survive? They are all monks at the pinnacle of foundation building, and many monks have also observed other monks transcending tribulations. But I have never seen anything as amazing as this.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian was indeed in an extremely embarrassed state.
The remaining small Earth Evil Sword Formation was also completely destroyed by the Tribulation Thunder. Even the Fire Dragon Scale Armor had several scales knocked off by a large number of lightning strikes, and its defense was greatly damaged. But the thunderclouds in the sky were still overwhelming and breathless.
Lu Xiaotian's body was hit in the chest again by a thick thunderbolt. His whole body was paralyzed and he was knocked away again.
"Seven Star Sword Array!" Lu Xiaotian vomited blood while looking at the oppressive thunder cloud with stubborn eyes. At this moment, Lu Xiaotian’s eyes were sharper than the sword energy of the earth-shattering knife.
The thick thunder and lightning illuminated the mountain top where Lu Xiaotian was standing, in sharp contrast to the oppressive thunderclouds and the darkness all around. Those foundation-building monks watching from a distance could only see the electric snakes dancing wildly. , a thin figure resisted stubbornly and arrogantly. It seems that it may be annihilated in the violent thunder and lightning at any time. Even if these people look for a little longer, they will be dazzled by the field formed by thunder and lightning. At this time, the only thing left in these people's hearts is fear. Who else can survive in such a powerful thunder and lightning field?
For a small moment, even these monks who were looking at the Thunder Tribulation from afar felt as if several years had passed.
Even when the thunder and lightning that almost illuminated the central area dissipated, these people were still immersed in the shock of the unprecedented thunder disaster.
At this time, on the top of the hill where Lu Xiaotian was, things could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye. There were only a large amount of dust turned into powder and sporadic electric lights all around.
A clear whistle sounded from the blurred area, and the diffuse smoke and lightning all shook away, revealing only a man with tattered clothes, scales falling off, skin and flesh torn, and his body covered with blood and charred black. youth. But the young man's silver hair was flying, and the golden knife with a broken handle in his hand was pointing straight into the sky.
The sound of the clear roar shook the surrounding areas, a complete expression of unyielding, unwilling and unyielding will.
