Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1108 Respect and stay away, like avoiding ghosts and gods!

As Ximen Chuuxue crossed the catastrophe, the terrifying power of the sky caused changes in all directions. As a result, a great battle of killing and killing ensued.

And all of this did not affect the accumulation of the catastrophe in the slightest, and Duanchou and the others didn't take the commotion outside to heart.

To enter the holy realm, a real person needs to go through the double catastrophe of sky thunder and karmic fire. The power is huge, and the time for the catastrophe to brew and accumulate is longer than that of ordinary thunder catastrophe.

Among them, the sword chant rose to the sky, Ximen Chuuxue sat on the cliff, and the aura of the sword became more and more powerful. As Tianwei became stronger and stronger, his aura and the sound of the sword chant also rose higher and higher .

Finally, when Ximen Chuuxue's kendo aura was about to condense to its peak, the catastrophe began to descend.

"Boom"

As if the power of heaven should not be profaned, suddenly, an invisible thunder sounded out of thin air, the thunder sound spread, and the entire frozen and silent world was broken by it, and the increasingly high-pitched sword chant was also suppressed.

At this moment, Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship was defeated by this thunderous sound.

"Shenxiao Tianlei!"

A stern look flashed across Duanchou's eyes, he stared at the dark red blood-clotting Jieyun, and fell silent.

In the dense clouds, streaks of purple thunder appeared out of thin air.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be only one sound of thunder, which pierced through the void and almost penetrated into the souls of everyone.

At this moment, not only Duanchou, but also Ye Kai, Gao Jianli and the others looked slightly concentrating, uncertain in surprise.

The holy land thunder calamity also landed nine powerful sky thunders. Although the difficulty and power will be greater than that of ordinary thunder calamity, most of them are reflected in the karmic fire behind, which is enough to return an ill-prepared or sin-ridden person to death. A cultivator with perfect origin, refined into fly ash.

However, it has never been heard that someone directly experienced the divine night thunder disaster from the very beginning, which almost raised the difficulty of the heavenly disaster to another level.

Xuantianzong are all freaks, don't they have any normal people? !
Gong Qingchen and Dong Fangmiao were shocked in their hearts, and the monks who stopped outside to watch were all twitched, stunned, and groaned weakly in their hearts.

The top of the square inch mountain.

Thousands of feet above the sky, the fairy mist filled the air, thunder and fire surged, and there was a strong wind. A young swordsman slowly stood up and stood on the peak. His white clothes were like snow, motionless.

Just like a stone statue, it exudes an extremely cold breath.

"Heavenly Tribulation, is it about to start?"

With a faint soliloquy, this fiery and terrifying world, suddenly, there is a sympathy with the law of the great way, and pieces of snowflakes like goose feathers, crystal clear, drift down.

Even this violent gale was condensed and torn apart!
Ximen Chuuxue looked sternly, neither happy nor sad, he stared intently.

Above the sky, dark clouds covered the top, and a suffocating thunderstorm crushed down, and the earth, mountains and forests with a radius of hundreds of miles were silent, as if they were in a desperate situation.

Thousands of miles away, birds and beasts were still frightened by the breath, and fled in all directions, crushing all monks in the way like a torrent.

However, the nearby villages and towns were spared, and there were almost no monsters approaching. This was not because of the kindness of those monsters, but because they were eager to escape at the moment and did not go to crowded places at all.

"Shenxiao Thunder Tribulation!"

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were cold, and within the thousand-foot thundercloud, a purple thunder pierced through the sky, illuminating the land for tens of miles.

The divine night thunder calamity, with Jiuxiao below and Zixiao above, is the purest thunder in the world, with great power, ordinary people who cross the catastrophe, who are not evildoers, commit heinous crimes, and there will be no divine night thunder.From this point of view, Tian Dao has already listed him among the evildoers.

"Boom"

Purple thunder is like a dragon, coiling across the sky, majestic and majestic, Ximen Chuixue stands under the thundercloud, the snow is flying, a sharp and extremely cold sword energy floats out of the body, piercing the sky.

He has black hair like ink, and he moves automatically without wind, but his whole body is calm and calm. His white clothes are better than snow, and he is not shocked at all.

"boom!!"

The sound of thunder was resounding, and immediately after that, a ray of divine thunder thundered down like heaven's punishment, and it came to the top of Ximen Chuuxue's head in an instant.

The entire world, from top to bottom, was directly shattered and torn apart by a pitch-black crack in space.

Taoist Canghong and Mu Xiaoqi's expressions changed drastically, revealing a hint of horror. The power of the first thunder that fell was not weaker than the last one they experienced.

However, Duanchou, Ye Kai and others were very calm about this, and they didn't even feel surprised when they first heard Lei Yin.

At the same time, under the catastrophe of that day, the Hanyou sword was lifted slowly with its scabbard, as if in a hurry. At this moment, on the ancient sword, the cold light sword energy was unparalleled, tearing the void, like a glacier Moved, and cut the god Xiao Tianlei to pieces with a single sword.

The thunder light shattered and spread along the Hanyou sword to Ximen Chuixue's whole body, and the white clothes flickered, shining thunder.

Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering!

Duanchou raised his eyebrows slightly, Ximen Chuixue could easily sever the aura of these thunders, but at this moment, he chose to bear the erosion of heavenly thunders, and he wanted to use this power of heavenly tribulation to polish and temper his whole body Sharp blood energy, strengthen the Tao body.

But it surprised him a little.

Because almost all people in the immortal way know that Tianlei can temper the Taoist body, cleanse the spiritual power of a person, cleanse the filth, and strengthen the soul.

But if you know it, you know that when you are really crossing the catastrophe, there are very few people who have the courage to let the sky thunder let go of body training.

This is also one of the main reasons why all practitioners of Dharma, Dao, and supernatural powers are extremely fragile.

However, at this moment, facing such a powerful catastrophe, Ximen Chuuxue did not hesitate to choose the most difficult, painful, and most helpful way to overcome the catastrophe.

Induce the power of thunder, sharpen the sharpness, and temper the soul of Taoism!
This has to make people admire and move, and the reactions of everyone around have proved everything.

Duanchou looked towards the sky, at this moment, his eyes were focused, and it seemed that there was a sea of ​​thunder and fire in his eyes. The stormy waves beat the shore, the sound of thunder rolled, covering a thousand miles, and there were continuous thunder condensed.

The Heavenly Dao shook, as if it sensed someone's gaze, a terrifying aura of heavenly power began to spread and fell in the direction of Duanchou.

The latter made a decisive decision, terminated his supernatural powers, dispersed his divine thoughts, and cut off all connections directly. At this moment, a breath of heaven swept down from somewhere, froze on Duanchou for a moment, and then dissipated without a trace.

This scene made everyone break out in a cold sweat, and the eyes that looked at Duanchou became terrified, and unconsciously pulled away quietly.

Keeping it at a respectful distance is like avoiding ghosts and gods.

This makes someone very speechless.

"Sovereign, wine!"

Thousands of feet away, on the top of the cliff, a faint voice followed the gust of wind and thunder, and reached everyone's ears.

Duanchou was stunned for a moment, with a smile in his eyes, he took out the Jiuxian gourd, seemed to think of something, immediately put the gourd away, flipped his hands and took out the half altar of falling immortals left in the imaginary world, and threw it directly.

(End of this chapter)