Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 1029
With a loud thunderclap in the void, the mid-term distraction of the dialect finally came. Dao tribulation thunder aura bombarded towards the middle, and there were more thunder lights around like a tide gathering towards this side.

Whether it is the tribulation thunder in the void, or the aura of thunder in the thunder light of Luo Leiyuan, there is no emotion at all, and there are only waves of violent power, which bombard and kill the dialect one after another. I will never stop obliterating the dialect.

The dozens of monsters watching around seemed to be a little horrified when they saw such a thunder disaster, and they retreated for a while before stopping, but after they stopped, their eyes became more greedy. At the same time, many monsters who are as intelligent as monks have also experienced the baptism of thunder catastrophe many times, and have also seen the scene of thunder catastrophe of many monks. How can it be unclear that monks who can attract such thunder catastrophe are not comparable to what they have seen in the past. Being able to devour the blood of this monk may save him thousands of years of cultivation or even more. Thinking about this, the fear of the domineering aura shown by the two monks over there before has faded There are many, but the restless heart is just around the corner, just waiting for the thunder disaster to go and grab a share of it immediately.

Ignoring the movement of these monsters around, Taoist Yunshang, Taoist Xikong and Taoist Xikong, the two ancestors have been paying attention to the situation in the field since the first wave of robbery thunder appeared, and they are even ready to activate the body shape exercises, so The mighty Thunder Tribulation, even if the dialect has a star burial robe to defend itself, it will be difficult to stick to it all the way. For the dialect's crossing the catastrophe, they have already had a somewhat bad estimate. Now they only look at how many waves the dialect can withstand. Thunder.

"En? What's going on?" Daoist Xikong suddenly asked a question.

Taoist Yunshang had no interface, and with doubts on his face, he was releasing his spiritual sense to scan the direction of the dialect. The figure of the dialect that he could see before suddenly disappeared at the moment when the first tribulation thunder fell. In the eyes of the two of them, there was only a sphere of brilliance. After looking carefully, the two ancestors found that the sphere was all condensed by the light of thunder.

It turned out that what Jian Xing said before was not an exaggeration at all. I heard Jian Xing mention the scene when the dialect broke through distraction before, but Taoist Jian Xing didn't see the dialect clearly. The ancestors only thought it was because of Jian Xing's lack of cultivation base that he found out today that Taoist Jian Xing had been wronged. Even the two of them also had difficulty seeing clearly what the dialect in the thunder light was like. The only thing that is certain is that at this moment The dialect is still intact.

"It seems that the dialect is collecting the breath of thunder?" After a few breaths, Taoist Xikong still noticed a little bit. Although he couldn't detect the dialect surrounded by the thunder light, he could detect the change in the thunder light ball.

"It's really possible. I heard that this kid has been searching for the Thunderbolt Aura for a long time in Luo Leiyuan." Taoist Yun Shang obviously also discovered this situation.

"It's absurd. If you want to collect the breath of the thunderbolt, there will be opportunities in the future. He actually collects the thunderbolt when he is crossing the catastrophe. Doesn't he know that if he saves energy, he will have more hope? No, I have to remind him." Taoist Xikong With a low drink, the tone was very severe, obviously very dissatisfied with the dialect's actions at the moment.

"Senior brother, wait a minute, don't worry about him, maybe brother Yutian is right." Taoist Yunshang stopped Taoist Xikong's actions with a voice.

Brother Meteor?Taoist Xikong paused slightly when he heard the words, and then remembered the words of Taoist Yuntian back then. Could it be that the dialect really has such strength?Isn't his reliance on the Star Burial Robe?

Thinking of the Taoist eclipse here, he stopped yelling and just focused his attention on the thunder disaster over there. At this moment, the second wave of thunder disaster also fell, which was even more powerful than the first wave of robbery thunder. It doubled, and the countless thunder lights around them rushed towards the location of the dialect even more violently. After a while, there was no more change except that the radiant ball of thunder light was a little bigger. .

Wave after wave of tribulation thunders flashed from the void, transforming and condensing various powers to fall. With the appearance of these tribulation thunders, they stirred up the thunder light within tens of thousands of miles around, and all the thunder light within the range were involved. In this vortex, all the dialects in it were finally bombarded, but Taoist Yunshang, the Daoist of Xikong, was even more surprised in his eyes.

In less than an hour, the dialect has survived the bombardment of the seven major waves and countless small waves. At this time, half of the catastrophe of distraction has passed, and only the last few thunderstorms with greater power have not yet fallen. Even Taoist Xikong also found that his previous views were not enough. According to his previous estimation, with the strength of the dialect and the star burial robe, it is impossible to deal with this thunder disaster that far surpasses others. It is impossible to survive until now. But the fact is right in front of our eyes. Dialect has not only passed through, but also seems to be very relaxed. It is not a show of prestige, but it seems to be really well-thought-out. He couldn't help but sighed suspiciously: "Is it really as strong as it is?"

In the dark sigh of Taoist Xikong, another extremely powerful tribulation thunder flashed from the void, and dozens of golden chains condensed by the thunder light fell straight down, sinking into the already huge star in an instant. Seeing the appearance of these thunder chains in the thousands of feet of lightning ball, Taoist Xikong and Taoist Yunshang looked solemn again. It has reached the most critical moment. Stimulate the exercises to support.

This time the dialect was still the same, the dozens of golden chains were submerged in it, and there were no big waves. Waves of waves kept coming out of the thunder ball, showing that the dialect did not fall into the slightest disadvantage at the moment. The two elders Zu looked at each other again, and at the same time saw the faint joy in the other's eyes.

At this moment, the two ancestors suddenly noticed a fluctuation in their Jade Talisman of Communication. Apart from their senior brother Yutian Taoist, there were only a few ancestors in such fluctuations. Swept across the Jade Talisman of Communication.

There was a hint of doubt on the faces of the two people who had withdrawn their consciousness. Taoist Yun Shang said, "Well? The Emperor Zhan wants us all to rush to Moyuan Ridge? Could it be that something happened to the big formation?"

Taoist Xikong nodded and said slowly: "He sent a message to all his colleagues, it should be that there is something wrong with the Tongling Peak formation."

"After this matter is over, let's go and find out."

In the blink of an eye, the two patriarchs made up their minds, ignored the matter of the jade talisman, and refocused their attention on the dialect that was still crossing the catastrophe.

The last wave of tribulation thunder finally fell, and the two ancestors paid close attention, with a little dignified look on their faces.

"Two patriarchs, let me do a little favor for the junior." Suddenly the voice in dialect came to the ears of the two.

Yep?Questions just arose between the two of them, could there be a problem with the last wave of tribulation thunder?It's just that although the breath of the dialect is a little tired, it already has the taste of the middle stage of distraction, and the calm tone of the message does not seem to be asking for help.

In an instant, the two knew what the dialect was referring to. At this moment, the huge ball of thunder light that was originally caged outside the dialect suddenly burst open and shot towards the surroundings. It was discovered that these thunder lights were not scattered, but divided into more than a dozen waves, each heading in one direction, and the vortex also changed direction suddenly, and waves of thunder light suddenly swept outward.

this is?In an instant, the two patriarchs remembered something that Taoist Jian Xing once mentioned. The last time when the dialect crossed the catastrophe and broke through the cultivation base of distraction, he controlled a lot of thunder to kill a large group of Yazi beasts. This time, it is going to repeat the old trick, but the dozen or so auras around here are not comparable to the seventh-level monsters at the beginning of the seventh-level monsters, and they are all the top existences among the seventh-level monsters, and there are even a few of them that are eighth-level monsters at all. Beasts can be compared with the strong ones in the middle stage of distraction, and in the Thunder Abyss that the opponent is most familiar with, it is not so easy to kill them. What's more, the most important thing in dialect now is to go through the thunder tribulation and step into it completely. Distraction, how can you still have such a leisurely mind, if you pass through the mid-stage of Lei Jie promotion to distraction, you will have a lot of opportunities to kill monsters in the future.

A trace of dissatisfaction was reborn in Taoist Xikong's heart, and he was about to yell to stop, when he heard stern shouts, and a dozen angry monsters were all bound by the lightning beam that was originally their foundation.

The dialect controlled so many thunder lights?The thunder light controlled by the dialect can make these powerful thunder monsters unable to escape safely?Sensing the movement in the dialect, the two patriarchs looked at each other, Taoist Yunshang urged his figure to fly towards the nearest monster, leaving only Taoist Xikong still guarding the final battle. The dialect of Bo Jielei.

(End of this chapter)