Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 559 God Transformation Tribulation

Cao Wei was independent in the sky, and the thunderclouds in the sky surged outward like huge waves, and the area covered expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Wu Xiang and Jin Mu, who were originally in the Xihuang Elder Hall, suddenly changed their expressions.

Wu Xiang stood up and said angrily: "Nonsense!"

As soon as he said these words, he shouted loudly: "Senior Nanming, Wu Xiang, as the current clan leader of the Xuan Realm human race, orders you to take out the Xuan Bao weapons, Minghai battleship, and Jueyun battle map from the treasure house. Don't delay any longer. Don’t let it go, hurry up!”

As he shouted, an old man with narrowed eyes and a smile suddenly appeared behind Wuxiang in the bronze palace. Without saying a word, he picked up the crutch in his hand and hit the opponent hard on the back of the head.

After receiving this blow, Wu Xiang flew out immediately and hit the bronze pillar in the palace with a bang.

After it fell, the old man appeared next to Wu Xiang on crutches and said slowly: "No matter how big or small, if there is any matter, we can just discuss it. How dare you use your identity as the leader of the human race in Xiaxuan Realm to suppress me?"

"It's urgent, senior! Xuanhong has already begun to overcome the tribulation. If he leaves late, he will be gone. Senior, you don't want to miss the affairs of Saint Ancestor Kunpeng, right?" Wuxiang stood up and stood up again.

At the same time, he saw a hazy green light glowing all over his body, with countless rays of blue and white spiritual light intertwined.

"I will not delay my Lord's affairs." Nan Ming said slowly.

When the brilliance subsided a little, a pair of ancient blue and white armor suddenly appeared on Wuxiang's body, flashing with a brilliant aura.

Upon seeing this scene, these Nascent Souls hurriedly retreated to one side and bowed their heads in salute.

In the passage of the Western Wilderness, some Nascent Soul monks from a small tribe affiliated with the human race happened to take this path to leave from the wilderness.

These great monks range from dozens to as many as one or two hundred, and they can gather such great momentum that they can move forward inexorably.

Ao Cang grinned and said with a smile: "Father, under such circumstances, you actually chose to survive the catastrophe of transformation, which really surprises me!"

"Anyway, something big has happened, otherwise the human race would not have gathered so many great monks at once. I think some of these people have bad relationships, and there is a chance that they can get together. Eighty-nine is the order of Elder Hall Wuxiang or Ancestor Jinmu," a Nascent Soul of the ape tribe with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said in a deep voice.

"The battle in Changyu Domain more than a thousand years ago seems like yesterday. I just hope that these big clans can calm down a little. If the fight continues, no matter which side is damaged, it will be us small clans who will suffer in the end." Yuan of the Swallowing Tiger Clan Ying said with a sigh.

It wasn't until dozens of great monks disappeared behind the hazy water curtain at the end of the passage that they hurriedly left the place, took the teleportation formation, and appeared in Chang Yu Domain.

In the misty Jiaolong Ancestral Island, a blue dragon several hundred feet long rushed out of the Dragon Transformation Pond.

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Wu Xiang tore open the rift in space, leaving only one voice: "Kim, I'll rush over first, and you can arrange the rest."

One of the Yuanying monks from the Swallowing Tiger Clan asked in a low voice: "Everyone, what happened in the wild and wild land of this world?"

After leaving the city controlled by the human race, these foreign Nascent Souls looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

After saying this, he plunged into it and disappeared.

After saying that, it galloped forward, rushed into a space crack in front, and disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the great monks of all races who were originally in all directions received the message from the god-transforming monks, they also set off one after another, rushing towards the nearest teleportation formation, and then teleported to the wild and wild passages under their control.

But as soon as they came out, these alien Nascent Souls suddenly saw the dozens of human race monks who were the first to arrive, striding towards them.

"The human race does not allow us to investigate the information from outside. If you don't know, how can I know?" A foreign Nascent Soul, who was born with four corners, responded.

The transformed gods of all races also moved accordingly, heading towards the wild and wild places in the world.

On the floating island where the Peng clan is located, on an extremely high peak, Xiaoyou, the god-turned-peng bird, spreads its wings and soars up, disappearing into the sky and sea of ​​clouds.

At the same time, many black-robed monks from the Great Wilderness Holy Sect who were far away in the wilderness were secretly contacting the ancestors of various races.

As they spoke, a stern look flashed in the eyes of these alien Nascent Soul cultivators.

The swallowing tiger clan that it belongs to has a layer of lining in its belly that is the best material for making storage bags, so it is more or less raised by the three thousand Yuanying sects in the seventy domains of the human race.

Watching the younger generation in the clan's Qi refining and foundation-building stages being skinned by the humans again and again, life was worse than death, but as a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was helpless.

Apart from this, the lives of Nascent Soul cultivators from small clans like them were not satisfactory.

For the sake of safety, the Human Race Elder Hall will never allow them to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Once they reach this state, they will always disappear inexplicably.

Regarding this, in fact, all the foreign Nascent Souls understood what happened.

But no matter what the situation forced them to do, they could only break their teeth and swallow it into their stomachs.

But as long as the human race is weak, these alien races that have been oppressed all year round will not mind taking the opportunity to take a big bite of fat.

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In a wild and desolate place outside the world, Cao Wei was floating in the sky, closing his eyes and concentrating, and was under the center of the calamity cloud.

The calamity cloud expanded from a radius of several thousand miles to an area of ​​nearly ten thousand miles before it began to slow down.

Before the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation was fully formed, countless rays of thunder had already fallen from the sky. Some were as thin as hair and seemed inconspicuous, but they left cracks in the space wherever they passed; and some It was like a pillar in the sky. With a loud noise, in the dazzling white light, the islands in the sea turned into ashes.

Cao Wei saw colorful glow all over his body. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around indifferently.

Wherever Jin Lingmu could see, in addition to Bingzheng, Kui Chong, Yunji, Huopeng, Ming Ling and other five god-transforming monks from the Great Wilderness Holy Sect, there were also hundreds of great monks in black robes, watching eagerly. .

Upon seeing this scene, Cao Wei smiled and said: "Which Taoist friend is willing to risk his life to survive this calamity with me?"

As soon as these words were said, all the gods and monks present were retreating instead of advancing.

No one is willing to sacrifice himself for others and make wedding clothes for others.

Especially those great monks whose life span is short, although they know that they have no hope of becoming gods, they cherish their lives even more. However, at this moment, Kui Chong, the great monk, suddenly disappeared. When it appeared again, it had already restrained a black-robed monk and suddenly threw it towards Cao Wei.

As the Hidden God robe on this person faded away, his original appearance was revealed, and even under Kui Chong's ban, his true form was revealed.

Everyone present took a look and understood the origin of this fellow Taoist. He was a great monk of the Xiangliu clan.

And as monks broke into the range of the calamity cloud, the heaven and earth seemed to be sensing something.

At this moment, the Divine Transformation Tribulation, which had stopped expanding, surged again, swallowing up the pure and undivided vast atmosphere of the wild and wild land, and the brilliant power of heaven swept across all directions.

When they saw Kui Chong taking action, the hundreds of monks present all dispersed.

Behind Kui Chong and other god-transforming monks, only the dozen or so mysterious corpses remained motionless.

At the same time, Cao Wei no longer suppressed himself, stretched out his figure, and transformed into a gigantic figure. Then he stretched out his hand to grab a bolt of lightning that suddenly fell from the sky, and activated the majestic spirit. Thinking, condense this lightning into a spear.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the two energies of life and death lingering around him, clinging to the spear body like a dragon and a snake entangled.

The next moment, Cao Wei suddenly threw away the thunder spear in his hand.

As soon as the spear was released, it fell into the cracks in space and disappeared suddenly.

But before Xiangliu, who was nearly ten thousand miles away, had time to break free from Kui Chong's confinement, he was hit by the huge sky thunder spear that was more than a thousand feet tall, and the tip of the spear penetrated the opponent's nine-headed body.

In a burst of lightning and thunder, the seventy-eight-foot-long Xiangliu turned into ashes in a burst of dazzling white light, and even Nascent Soul had no time to escape.

With the death of Xiangliu, the Thunder Tribulation of God Transformation, which was originally expanding, gradually returned to its previous radius of thousands of miles.

"Kui Chong, the monks under your command are not qualified to intervene in my salvation, why don't you come in person?" Cao Wei said loudly.

The words overwhelmed the roaring thunder and reached the ears of many monks.

The next moment, Wuxiang had already appeared next to the incarnation outside his body, integrating it into his body to add a little more strength, and then he glanced coldly at the five incarnations of the Great Wilderness Holy Sect.

"Everyone, Xuan Hong is a monk of our human race. You have violated the tacit understanding between us by intervening in his tribulation." Wu Xiang said in a deep voice.

Speaking of this, he spread his voice in all directions and said sternly: "Fellow Taoists, if this is the case, don't blame me for not abiding by this rule anymore. I would like to see how you and I are fighting against each other. Which party will benefit in the end? I’m afraid the Great Wilderness Holy Sect would be most happy to see this happen.”

As he spoke, Wu Xiang glanced into the distance and vaguely saw Cao Wei, thousands of miles away, standing under the catastrophe. He was more than a thousand feet tall, with colorful rays of light lingering around him, as if he were training a horse, looking elegant and graceful.

When he saw this scene, he secretly said: "You are so sharp. This boy has practiced Dharma to this extent without knowing it. No wonder he has the confidence to transform the divine calamity and test the attitude of our human race and clan! It seems that Xuan Hong no longer intends to lie dormant."

While he was thinking, a huge dragon head poked out from the crack in space.

Ao Cang laughed loudly and said: "Fellow Taoist Wuxiang, calm down! Today is my father's tribulation. Fellow Taoists, please give me some face."

Immediately after the sound, the golden-armored Xiaoyou stepped out of the crack in space and said in a cold voice: "Friend Kui Chong, when Xuanhong is crossing the tribulation, you and the Great Wilderness Holy Cult must not interfere, otherwise I will fight against the human race and the human race." The dragons are attacking the Kui clan. There are not many great monks in the Kui clan. How many times can they withstand this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another burst of light from the sun and the moon, and Kui Keng, the contemporary monk of the Kui tribe who became the god, appeared and said in a deep voice: "Friend Kui, please be patient and don't be impatient."

Although it and the other party are both Kui people, their interests are not consistent with each other.

At least the other party was considering the Great Wilderness Holy Cult, while it had to take care of the continuation of the Kui people.

Among the Xia Xuan Realm, the Kui tribe has the fewest monks and the weakest strength. Now it can barely maintain the image of a powerful clan.

But if those great monks in the clan who are expected to become gods are targeted by Wu Xiang, the end will be bad.

At the same time, the gods of various major clans such as Fu Dou, Black Water Black Snake, Xiang Liu, and Xuan Turtle also appeared here one after another.

At this moment, the nine major ethnic groups' god-forming monks stood on the same position with great tacit understanding.

After all, out of their own interests, they don't want anyone to break the rules that have lasted for more than 200,000 years and take advantage of the Great Wilderness Holy Sect and clan.

And this is the reason why Wuxiang threatens other big races without concealment. He cannot take advantage of others and lead the human race to take the lead in making enemies of the Great Wilderness Holy Sect.

After all, this kind of behavior is extremely unwise. You must rise and fall with the rise and fall of other big clans, so that you can get the greatest benefits at the smallest cost.

Just because today is different from the past, in the era when clans are now alive, they can rely on their true spiritual bloodline to transform into gods in large numbers even in places like the Lower Mysterious World where spiritual powers have declined.

And there is Venerable Mingxin behind the Great Wilderness Holy Cult. As long as the other party is willing, can a mere god-forming monk be easily created?

If the nine major clans fight against each other, no one will end up well in the end.

At this moment, the nine major clans actually stood together faintly, instead of waiting for each other to die suddenly as before.

While Wu Feng and other monks from various tribes were staring closely at the five gods from the Great Wilderness Holy Sect, the gods from Xuan Shen and other clans also appeared one after another.

As soon as it saw the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two parties, it smiled and said: "Fellow Taoists, why don't you have a fight first to relieve our boredom!"

In the midst of his words, there was a loud noise from heaven and earth.

A bolt of calamity thunder suddenly fell down from the calamity cloud like a wild python. Cao Wei raised his hand above his head, spread his five fingers, and captured the lightning bolt in his palm, condensing it into a thunder pillar. He opened his mouth to capture it. Beads swallowed into the belly
After doing this, he sighed softly: "It seems that you are not planning to intervene at this moment?"

"With the child here, father can go through the disaster with peace of mind." Ao Cang chuckled.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhong, there is no need to worry. Our Great Wilderness Holy Sect will never do anything like this to add insult to injury." Bingzheng said slowly.

As he spoke, he frowned slightly and said secretly: "Xuan Hong, it depends on whether you can survive this disaster, otherwise you will have no value in cooperating."

In his thoughts, a ray of Bingzheng's spiritual thoughts had already penetrated into the stored spiritual treasure. He saw that Zhu Jin's life card was still intact, but the opponent did not come out of the belly of the Huangxuan turtle.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think to himself: "Is it possible that Xuan Hong spared Zhu Jin's life? Such a woman's heart is not like his personality, but it is really strange! Since Zhu Jin is still alive, then it is here again now do what?"

In the midst of his thoughts, Bingzheng's eyes darkened, staring at Cao Wei who was walking among thousands of thunders, as if strolling in a courtyard, and he couldn't help but reveal a hint of chuckle.

(End of this chapter)