But what he saw wrapped in the white light was a short black pestle that was completely black. The pestle was almost long and had extremely graceful lines. A soul boy was carved at the end. The soul boy had flowing hair and was sitting on the lotus platform in a cross-legged posture. , one hand was placed between his knees to pinch, but his commanding hand stretched out a finger and pointed at the sky. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, as if he was asking the sky, but also seemed to be scolding the sky.
Under the lotus platform, where the short pestle is connected to the hand, there is a thread shape, which is just enough for a person's palm. The front body and tip of the short pestle are engraved with dense spiritual inscriptions. There are rays of light flowing on it, and from time to time It made a slight buzzing sound.
Although this short pestle is only about a foot long, it shines with fierce light and full of charm. It is connected with the power grid all over the sky, releasing unparalleled violent energy.
As soon as the short pestle came out, the heaven and earth roared loudly. The thunder clouds in the sky surged, the roar became louder, and thunderbolt arcs fell irregularly all over the sky.
"Boom boom boom."
The roar and thunder merged together, covering everything in the world.
Everyone stared at the short pestle in the void, not daring to make a sound.
After a moment, the world suddenly became silent, and for a moment there was silence. However, this was only for a moment. Before everyone could react, a huge roar was heard.
He saw a pale thunder pillar as thick as a water tank descending from the sky, falling straight towards the short pestle with the power of destroying everything.
The white light was fierce and dazzling. Although it was daytime, the light of thunder and lightning was even more powerful, spreading for hundreds of miles, and everything as far as the eye could see was pale.
As soon as the Tribulation Thunder in mid-air made a move, the short pestle in the void immediately reacted.
However, a buzzing sound was heard, and the front end of the short pestle immediately lit up with rays of light. The white light with the spiritual text engraved on it suddenly appeared, detached from the short pestle, and flew around the short pestle at high speed, protecting the short pestle.
Just when the protective light curtain of Lingwen was formed, the thunderbolt as thick as a water tank had already fallen, and it struck straight down with unparalleled speed, and violently collided with the short pestle.
"boom!"
There was another loud bang.
The tribulation thunder and the short pestle that were as thick as a water tank burst into pieces upon contact, and the surging thunder and lightning suddenly burst into pieces like a river bursting its banks, scattering and scattering.
Ji Liao's eyes moved, and a flash of blue light immediately opened in front of him, wrapping him and Wen Moyan inside.
Ji Liao had just opened the protective light curtain, and the violent arc of the sea was already approaching, covering Ji Liao directly inside.
Ji Liao's expression remained unchanged, ignoring the arc wave that covered him, and his dark eyes were locked on the short pestle in the air.
As soon as the blow fell, the short pestle in mid-air did not move at all, but you could vaguely feel that the aura of the spiritual light curtain protecting the short pestle was a little weaker.
Ji Liao's hands behind his back clenched unconsciously, and his heart was lifted.
This is just the first tribulation thunder. It has such terrifying power. I don’t know how many tribulation thunders it will have to withstand before it dissipates. Now this short pestle has an unbearable attitude from the beginning. If this is the case If so, I'm afraid that after another three or five tribulations, Lei Danju will be unable to bear it.
"Kakakaka."
While Zheng Ji Liao was thinking, thunderous explosions that tore the sky apart sounded again.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, another thick thunderbolt flew down in the air and hit the short pestle again.
The thunder exploded again, and for a moment the surging thunder and lightning collapsed and spread to the earth, turning everything it landed into scorched earth.
The short pestle shook, and the spiritual light curtain weakened by three points.
"boom!"
The third thunderbolt fell.
Each of these tribulation thunders was stronger than the last, and their power was stacked layer by layer. Only the third tribulation thunder was several times more powerful than the first tribulation thunder.
Although the protective light curtain of the short pestle is weakened, it is still unyielding and stands firm in the sky and the earth.
At this time, the spirit boy carved at the end of the short pestle also seemed to have regained consciousness, and his expression became a bit more ferocious. He seemed to be roaring at the world, and seemed to be telling the world, "Don't even think about destroying me!"
"boom!"
The calamity thunder fell again.
It’s the fourth tribulation thunder.
At this time, the energy contained in the Tribulation Thunder was ten times more than the first one, and its power was frightening.
The short pestle is still buzzing in the void, but after being hit by the tribulation thunder, the spiritual light curtain protecting the short pestle is as thin as cicada wings. Judging from its appearance, if there is a tribulation thunder, the light curtain will inevitably collapse.
"Master Demon Boy, this is the fourth calamity thunder." Wen Moyan looked at the short pestle in mid-air, his face showed joy, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.
"What! Is there anything else that can't be said?" Ji Liao's thoughts were disrupted and he felt a little unhappy. He frowned and looked at Wen Moyan and asked.
"Of course it is. The tribulation thunder is a punishment from heaven. Although I don't know what level this treasure pestle has reached now, after the magic weapon is made, as long as six tribulation thunders fall and the treasure withstands the baptism of the six tribulation thunders, then the treasure must be in a state of enchantment. , I must be in a trance." Wen Mo spoke with excitement.
He entered Taoism through weapon refining, and he has great talent in weapon refining. Now it is very likely that a god-level magic weapon will be born in front of his eyes. How could he not be ecstatic and excited about it.
"You must be in a trance!" Ji Liao said, turning his head to look at the short pestle hanging in the air.
Ji Liao originally thought of taking action to save the short pestle at this time, but since there are six tribulation thunder treasures, Ji Liao immediately stopped and looked nervously at the short pestle in the air.
After all, the 30-million-year-old thunderwood is too precious, and Ji Liao doesn't want to destroy such a magical weapon because of his impatience.
"Crack, click, click, click."
There were deafening thunderbolt explosions, and the world seemed to be provoked. The energy gathered at this moment was unprecedented. Within a moment, a huge explosion was heard that was countless times greater than before.
A huge thunder pillar that was tens of feet long fell from the sky and suddenly hit the treasure pestle. It swallowed the treasure pestle directly and fell straight to the ground below.
The ground shook, and there were heart-stopping sounds of landslides and earth cracking.
The power is violent, as if to tell the world that the power of heaven is untouchable, and to warn the world that all the people in the world are ants.
Ji Liao's hands tightened, and he became nervous at this moment.
The thick thunder pillar lasted for as long as a cup of tea before gradually dissipating.
The thunder dissipated, and the short pestle was still hanging in the air. However, the spiritual light curtain surrounding the body had collapsed and returned to the short pestle itself, exposed between heaven and earth. Moreover, the buzzing sound was much smaller and slower. Obviously The blow just now was already the limit. If another tribulation thunder fell, this treasure pestle would definitely be destroyed in this tribulation.
The surrounding Xuanmiao Sect disciples were frightened by this shocking power and retreated further away again.
They all practice the art of weapon refining, and of course they also know that after enduring six calamity thunders, their treasures will definitely become divine.
"Hey, the teacher has refined another heaven-defying treasure this time."
"There have been five tribulation thunders now. If it comes again, the treasures inside it will definitely enter the divine level. The teacher's weapon refining methods are indeed astounding to the heavens and the earth."
"It is definitely a god-level thing. The thunder has fallen five times. The thunder cloud has not yet dissipated. There will definitely be a sixth time."
"However, I see that the power of this treasure pestle is running low, and I'm afraid it will be destroyed by this heavenly punishment."
"Eh... How can I care so much? No matter whether this treasure can be preserved or not, even if it is destroyed, the teacher can be regarded as a weapon-refining monk who has made a god-level magic weapon."
"Hahaha, you are right. Our teacher deserves to be the first person to refine weapons in the Yuan Demon Realm. Who else in the world besides our teacher can refine such a heaven-defying magic weapon?"
These people were shouting excitedly, but regardless of Baochu's life or death, they were all looking forward to the sixth thunder disaster.
It has been a while since the last thunderstorm fell, but the thunderclouds in the void still did not dissipate. Instead, they surged more violently. The power of thunder and lightning did not diminish at all, and the energy squeezed within them became more violent.
"You must hold on." Wen Moyan said nervously.
Ji Liao's dark eyes flashed, always staring at the short pestle hanging in the air, wondering what he was thinking.
The short pestle is still buzzing. Although it is shaky, it still has a stubborn air, just hanging between heaven and earth, resisting the power of heaven and earth.
"Boom boom boom."
At this moment, the continuous booming sound suddenly became louder, and the sound turned into a sound storm. Under the sweep of this sound storm, countless vegetation on the mountaintops exploded, turning into powder and splashing all over the sky.
Then, the thunderclouds that filled the air for dozens of miles moved, spinning in the void, and violent winds swept across immediately. Dozens of thousands of tornadoes formed in an instant, and everything within a hundred miles of heaven and earth was stirred and sucked into them.
The electric arcs all over the sky were also affected, and they flew in with crackling sounds. Dozens of thousands of tornadoes instantly turned into dozens of monstrous thunder tornadoes.
At this moment, the world is destroyed, and at this moment, the world is overturned.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon roar was heard throughout the world, and then a dragon head composed of electric arcs suddenly appeared in the thunder clouds.
As soon as the dragon's head came out, its eyes filled with electric arcs immediately locked onto the short pestle below.
"Ouch..."
The dragon head roared again.
The thunderclouds around the ring immediately swayed, and during the surge, they gathered behind the dragon head and condensed into a dragon body. An eight-hundred-foot-long thunder dragon appeared in an instant.
