What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 411 The Incarnation of Thunder
The dark clouds in the sky are still rolling and brewing, and they don't seem to have changed in any way because of Jiang Qi's words.

It seems that the way of heaven, or the Hongjun ancestor who is one with the way of heaven, feels that Jiang Qi's request is a bit courting death.

In the eyes of many powerful men, even if the thunder disaster fell, even Dao Ancestor could not show favoritism, but at least he had to stop Jiang Qi from seeking death.

Thunder calamity is never a death calamity for practitioners, but a test and a warning.

If you don’t have the courage and awareness to face the thunder, don’t expect to master the power you cannot master!

When Jiang Qi saw this, he smiled slightly.

He turned around, looked at where the Mianyi clan was, and asked with a smile: "Ren Zu, do you think this junior can get through?"

"Survive this tribulation of the four thunders uniting into one."

"can."

Zhen Yishi nodded directly without any hesitation and gave Jiang Qi a positive answer.

Jiang Qi smiled. He was not seeking death, nor was he just joking with his own life.

At this moment, even if the saint came in person, he could not clearly see what Jiang Qi would face in the cloud of calamity.

But some things are gone if you miss them.

Use a pure human body to face the test from the supreme heaven.

"Disciple Jiang Qi made some wild and arrogant remarks. I ask Heaven and the Patriarch to forgive me."

Jiang Qi looked up at the sky, his regrown black hair flying.

Even if you are a direct descendant of Xuanmen, even if you are a great god in heaven, even if you are loved by human luck, even if heaven is your ancestor in a sense.

Her sense of Jiang Qi disappeared, and the thunder catastrophe descended from heaven blocked all perceptions with its unreasonable tyranny.

In an instant, the dark clouds boiled, and the qi mechanism of Heavenly Dao was revealed in the dark clouds.

"Zi la!!!"

There is no rationale.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qi rushed directly into the dark clouds.

Zhenyi frowned unconsciously.

"Juniors also think it can be done."

The high-spirited man soared into the sky with his majestic body.

In other words, this is a battlefield that belongs entirely to Jiang Qi!
No one, no magic weapon, no magical power can give Jiang Qi the slightest help!

"Please, give me the rest of the Thunder Tribulation. Whether you live or die, it all depends on the disciple!"

Thunder tribulation is also an opportunity, and it is an opportunity that can never be repeated after it is missed.

Therefore, Jiang Qi must seize this opportunity and must seize it.

"Please give me thunder!"

It's an inexplicable intuition.

Jiang Qi's voice rang out from the dark clouds.

The sound was not loud, but it was heard by many people.

At the top of West Kunlun, the goddess bit her lower lip, her fingernails dug deeply into the flesh, and her eyes stared unblinking at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

"My husband should return home safe and sound."

On top of Mount Huashan, the goddess wept tears of relief and worry, but mostly of pride.

"Qi'er."

On the shore of the East China Sea, the dragon girl stood quietly. She seemed to be speaking relaxedly, but her whole body was already tense. There was an unprecedented pleading in her voice: "Father, if something goes wrong, can you save him?"

"Ha, I'm really blind. How could something happen to him? Right, father?"

The ancient powerful man behind him just sighed in a complicated way. Faced with his daughter's most serious plea, he did not dare to give a straightforward response.

Even Zhulong, who has seen the past, present and future, doesn't know if Jiang Qi can succeed.

"If it can succeed, it will definitely succeed."

Above the Tai Chi Hall, the seventh princess held her head high, her voice filled with incomparable confidence.

"My eldest nephew has never been defeated, never!"

Behind him, the flower fairy knelt down, bowed his head and prayed.

Heaven, earth, humans and gods all learn from this, and all heavenly immortals and saints must listen. I am willing to fall into the netherworld forever, and exchange my flesh and blood, bone marrow, and soul for his success.

In the Lingxiao Hall, the Great Heavenly Lord was sitting on the cloud platform, but the palms in his sleeves were already clenched.

In front of the Nantian Gate, Yang Jian pursed his lips, his energy turbulent.

Sun Wukong grinned and jumped up and down, while Nezha silently stroked the gold bracelet in his hand.

Besides.

There are many eyes looking at the calamity cloud in Jinxia Cave, Huoyun Cave, Yuxu Palace, and even in the chaos. And within that calamity cloud.

Jiang Qi stood in the calamity cloud, and what he saw were dark clouds mixed with golden and red thunder.

He stood quietly, making no movement.

At this moment, the thunder in front of him suddenly began to gather.

In the end, it condensed into a human form that was the same as Jiang Qi. He was thousands of feet tall and even had the same face as Jiang Qi.

However, the latter is composed of pure thunder.

Jiang Qi took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.

The Thunder Body on the opposite side also slowly raised his hand.

"boom!!!"

A collision occurred, and in an instant, Jiang Qi and Lei Lei collided thousands of times.

Threads of thunder mixed with blood splashed unscrupulously into the calamity cloud, causing ripples.

Qi and blood surged, thunder surged.

Jiang Qi made a fist seal and struck the head of the thunder body. The flames burned, scattering, burning, and burning the thunder.

The thunderbolt retaliated, opening a big hole in Jiang Qi's chest. The flesh and blood were instantly scorched black, and the corner of his heart was faintly visible.

The next moment, the calamity cloud shook, and the thunder body returned to its original state.

The injury on Jiang Qi's chest also healed with the surge of energy and blood.

It seems evenly matched, but this is not the answer in the long run.

Jiang Qi knew very well that even with the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills, his blood energy was limited after all, but no one knew how much depth this Tribulation Thunder had.

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light.

Jiang Qi knew his trump card, but he didn't know his opponent's.

But so what? The only thing fighting at this moment is will.

But the battle was still going on. Faced with this incarnation of thunder that seemed to be almost the same as himself, Jiang Qi had no other choice.

There is only fist against fist, only flesh and blood against thunder!

This is a battle between man and heaven.

Gradually, Jiang Qi gave up the Flame Emperor Fist, the Human Emperor Finger, and all his fighting powers, and his body even shrank.

While Jiang Qi withdrew from Fa Tian Xiang Di, the thunder incarnation also changed accordingly.

In the end, Jiang Qi and the thunder incarnation became human-sized.

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with thunder.

He let go of everything, forgot about his cultivation techniques, where he was, and all his magical powers.

Only fight with the purest body and instinct called "human".

It was destined to be an extremely primitive and barbaric attack.

There are no rules, no tricks, just flesh and blood to resist Thunder's attack.

As time passed, more and more blood belonged to Jiang Qi in this calamity cloud.

The incarnation of thunder was smashed to pieces by Jiang Qi again and again, and then he watched the opponent condense again and again.

In contrast, Jiang Qi's energy and blood were also burning, repairing the wounds from the thunder again and again.

This seems to be an endless tug of war.

Jiang Qi didn't know how much time had passed, but he only knew that his blood was nearly dry, his vision was blurry, and the blood flowing out could no longer be gathered with his mind.

The right arm seemed to have disappeared, the left foot was also annihilated in the thunder, half of the head was shattered, and the chest was filled with thunderous excitement, burning out a large area of ​​darkness.

At this moment, Jiang Qi was almost exhausted.

It is not a rational act to trade your pure, uniquely human body and flesh with the doomed thunder from heaven.

Not fundamentally, though.
"what."

Jiang Qi suddenly grinned, with a scarlet color between his teeth, adding to the ferociousness.

"But, I won."

Jiang Qi opened his eyes that were barely able to see and looked at the pool of thunder in front of him.

That's right, a spread.

The incarnation of Thunder can no longer condense into a physical form.

Jiang Qi limped, walked over slowly, and stepped hard on the thunder with his left leg with only the leg bone left.

When thunder and bone come into contact, it is the former that is annihilated.

(End of this chapter)