The golden mountain formed by the broken dragon claw was finally suppressed by the purple thunder.
Qin Ziling reached out and grasped the dragon's claw tightly.
The veins and blood vessels in his arms are bulging, and the billowing energy of blood and mana penetrate into the dragon's claws.
Dragon Claw's golden glow surged, and it continued to fight against Thunder.
Qin Ziling's expression became more and more painful, and the mountain below his legs collapsed, revealing a big pit.
"Boom!"
One end was connected to the Tribulation Cloud vortex, and the other end was pressing on the dragon's claws. The thunder finally broke and exploded, bursting out into extremely dazzling purple light, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Bang!" Qin Ziling fell to the ground, then struggled to get up.
A magic blood crystal as big as a football was suspended in front of him. The rolling magic energy escaped and was sucked into Qin Ziling's body.
At the same time, Qin Ziling had an extra jar in his hand.
He took a few big gulps from the can and put it away.
"He actually withstood the thirty-second thunderbolt!"
Some people couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this.
"It's useless, there are still four more! It's just a pity that such a large piece of Dharma Blood Crystal is lost!" An elder from the Taiding Sect curled his lips and said, staring at the Dharma Blood Crystal in front of Qin Ziling, showing a hint of greed and regret. color.
I don't know how long it took, but the magic blood crystal in front of Qin Ziling lost its luster and was covered with spider web-like cracks.
A gust of wind blew, and the Dharma Blood Crystal turned into powder and dispersed in the wind.
"What a pity, such a large piece of Dharma Blood Crystal!" This time, not only the elders of Taiding Sect expressed regret, but also the Jindan monks from other sects expressed regret.
Only Xi Zuhong frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Looking at the color of the magic blood crystal, it should still store a lot of magic power, but he actually absorbed it all at once. How much magic power does his meridians and dantian contain?"
Just when Xi Zuhong was shocked and surprised, the thirty-third thunderbolt fell.
This time, Qin Ziling's situation was even worse, but he still persisted.
Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but be in awe.
A mysterious master faced four or nine heavenly tribulations and was able to persist until thirty-three thunderbolts. This is really unbelievable!
"Boom!"
The thirty-fourth thunderbolt fell.
Many people closed their eyes subconsciously.
I don’t know if it’s because the light of thunder is too dazzling, or because I can’t bear to see such a heaven-defying figure annihilated under the thunder.
But after the thunder fell, the rumbling sound of thunder and lightning continued and did not disappear quickly.
Everyone opened their eyes again, and then their eyes opened wider and wider. They couldn't believe what they saw.
Under the thunder, Qin Ziling actually grabbed the dragon's claw and raised it high.
The thunder continued to rumble down, as if it was going to penetrate him and drive him deep into the ground.
But he stood unyielding.
The muscles and blood vessels on both arms continued to burst open, and blood flowed out.
After a long time.
The thunder disappeared.
Qin Ziling fell to the ground again.
This time, he is no longer acting.
The power of the thirty-fourth thunderbolt had indeed almost reached the limit that he could resist without using his strongest move.
"God, I'm just cultivating the Five Elements. Are you going to kill me like this? There are two more!" Qin Ziling struggled to get up from the ground, and he really wanted to raise his middle finger to God.
His strongest move is to combine dragon claws and bloodline magical power changes.
After this move, he will lose all his strength and it will be difficult to recover in a short time, even if he takes the golden thunder calamity liquid, it will be useless.
Therefore, he could only suppress this move and save it to deal with the last thunderbolt.
Of course, he also has a powerful soul that can manifest himself and gather the power of mountains, rocks and water to eliminate part of the power of thunder.
But that was without Xi Zuhong watching eagerly.
Now that Xi Zuhong is watching eagerly from the side, he definitely needs to leave his soul as a surprise life-saving move.
Otherwise, once the spirit helps to overcome the tribulation and is injured, and is targeted by Xi Zuhong, he will have no room for maneuver.
Earlier, the purpose of performing so hard was actually to paralyze Xi Zuhong and make him think that he had exhausted all his means.
"Call 35, can I survive it without using my killing moves and soul?" Qin Ziling sat cross-legged and looked up at the sky, and soon his eyes showed an extremely determined and crazy look.
"I've even made the bones of my brain. I'm so hard-headed that I don't believe I can't beat you!"
With fierce energy in his heart, Qin Ziling continued to take out a magic blood crystal as big as a football to speed up the time to absorb mana. At the same time, he took out a jar of sixth-grade high-level alien beast blood essence and poured it all into his throat. He also took out a bottle with two hundred drops. Pour the entire bottle of golden thunder tribulation liquid directly into your mouth.
At this time, everything was quiet, and even the thunder in the calamity cloud seemed very far away.
Everyone looked at Qin Ziling with straight eyes. Even the few golden elixir monks who were sent out to find Xiao Qing stopped and focused their eyes on Qin Ziling.
When the thirty-second thunderbolt fell, they thought Qin Ziling was dead.
As a result, now that three thunderbolts have passed, Qin Ziling is still struggling to get up and trying to recover!
This strength and perseverance made them in awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Xi Zuhong frowned slightly and looked at Qin Ziling with a look of regret.
Of course, he didn't feel sorry for Qin Ziling, but he felt sorry for what he just drank and the Dharma Blood Crystal in front of him.
Originally, if Qin Ziling had been struck to death by lightning just now, these things would have naturally become his.
But now, with the catastrophe right above his head, he didn't dare to step forward to snatch it. He could only watch Qin Ziling waste everything.
"Uncle Shangshi, do you think it is possible for Headmaster Qin to survive the catastrophe?" Huangfu Ningxue sent a message to Shang Pu beside her. That delicate face was now as pale as snow, just like her name. His hands were clenched into fists, and the veins were all bulging.
"Ningxue, don't have such wishful thinking! Even if he crosses over, do you think Xi Zuhong will let him go?" Elder Shang Pu sent a message.
"If we unite to stop Xi Zuhong, maybe he can escape. As long as he can escape, he can avenge us! I would rather die than live in such humiliation!" Huangfu Ningxue said again, with a look in his eyes. The color of madness.
Shang Pu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, but soon dimmed.
Huangfu Ningxue looked at Shang Pu, and her crazy eyes quickly dimmed.
Of course she knew that Shang Pu was not afraid of death, but because he knew very well that with the strength of the three of them, they could only resist Xi Zuhong for a very short time.
In such a short period of time, even if he survived the catastrophe, he would still be seriously injured. How could Qin Ziling, who had exhausted his magic power, escape Xi Zuhong's pursuit?
Time passed quietly.
The thirty-fifth thunder finally formed.
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