Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 917 Holy Tribulation ([-])

"boom!"

A bolt of divine thunder crashed down, and in an instant, the layers of shields under Ye Mao's cloth were all broken. The divine thunder fell on him, and bright electric sparks shot out from his body, making "crackling" noises non-stop.

"Wahhaha, it's so cool..." Ye Mao's clothes were cut off in an instant, and every cell in his body felt a tingling sensation, and his body couldn't help shaking slightly.

"What a strong defense!" Wei Lao felt slightly relieved.

Resounding beside him was the voice of the Sword Master of the Crescent Moon: "Senior Feihuang, what kind of catastrophe did Ye Mao survive?"

"The three gods of calamity are three gods of nine heavens, the six gods of heaven are three gods of nine heavens plus three years of gods of time, and the last nine heavens are based on the foundation of Liuhe disaster, plus three gods of destruction, so the catastrophe cannot be overcome. It's over, I can't know." The ancestor of Feihuang said casually.

At this moment, the second Nine Firmaments Lightning struck down.

Ye Mao's seven orifices were smoking, his hair was standing on end, his face seemed to be covered with ink, he fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and kept shaking.

"Damn it, the first one is so comfortable, but the second one is just terrible." Ye Mao mobilized Guiyuan Miaoshui to recover, and hurried to the Purdue Divine Mirror to exchange for a drop of Avalokitesvara at the expense of [-] merit points. The nectar of the Buddha.

The nectar water has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. He wraps it with power and sends it into his stomach. Once there is a life-and-death crisis, just one thought can remove the power and save his life.

With this trump card, Ye Mao was slightly relieved.

At this moment, the third strike of Nine Heavens Lightning struck, and most of the flesh and blood on Ye Mao's body was scorched and turned into charcoal.

He lay weakly on the ground unable to move, and black smoke spewed out from his mouth and nose, proving that he was still breathing.

"The tribulation is over!" Old Wei secretly rejoiced.

At this time, a subordinate of the Purple Lion Sword Master rushed out, approaching Ye Mao, and slashed down with a sword. The sword light was strong and unparalleled.

When the long sword was only an inch away from Ye Mao's neck, the sword and the person instantly disintegrated and turned into nothing.

"To kill Ye Mao now is equivalent to provoking Tianwei, what a smart fool." Phoenix Sword Master shook his head and sneered.

"This beast!" The purple lion sword master's face turned darker than the bottom of the pot. The four mid-stage saints under his command are all dead now.

"what……"

Ye Mao suddenly regained his breath, the thunder tribulation hadn't dissipated yet, it was brewing.Thinking of the subordinate of the Purple Lion Sword Master who almost killed him just now, he was so angry that he shouted in the direction of Jianyu City: "Wanlong Sword Emperor Chang Haosheng, Ye Mao, the successor of the Desolate Saint, is now officially challenging you!" , do you dare to fight?"

Old Wei was stunned for a moment, this kid was so badly struck by the lightning of Jiuxiaoshen, and now he still has the energy to make troubles, it seems that his actual situation is not as bad as it appears on the surface.

The Purple Lion Sword Master was blown with white air from his nostrils, and cursed: "This bastard is really shameless, relying on the protection of Tianwei, knowing that my master would not dare to make a move, he dared to be so arrogant."

Wanlong Sword Emperor's face darkened suddenly.

"The dignified generation of ancestors dare not even accept the challenge of me, a cultivator at the Dao Fruit Realm. What are you talking about, the Wanlong Sword Emperor? Hmph, you might as well be called the Wanchong Sword Man." Ye Mao said disdainfully.

"Wanchong Swordsman, hahaha..." An extremely strong and fierce aura suddenly erupted from the depths of the abyss of death, and a strange black shadow appeared faintly, "Chang Haosheng, you are really going back as you live, take Even a minor Dao Fruit Realm cultivator can't do anything about it, you really should change your name to Wanchong Swordman."

"Can that old thing be considered a human being? It should be called the Ten Thousand Insect Sword Turtle, a typical turtle with a shrunken head." Another ancient beast was mocking.

"Fuck you, Mr. Turtle provoked you. Calling him a turtle is not an insult to Grandpa and me. I think it is most appropriate to call him Wanchongjian." A ghost turtle said.

Many ancient fierce beasts responded positively, making it very lively, and Wanlong Sword Emperor was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but want to rush into the abyss of life and death.

He is trying his best to restrain himself, trying to put on a calm and calm attitude, and I don't have the same common sense as you.

"Rumble..."

The huge funnel-shaped air vortex formed by the dark cloud above Ye Mao's head accelerated and rotated, and the flashing lightning in it turned white, which was the God of Time Thunder.

Everyone's attention was also on Lei Jie.

"Ye Mao's holy calamity mentioned the level of Liuhe tribulation, and people who survived this calamity are quite rare. For example, Master Luoyu, Tang Zu, Mother Bee, the twelve holy ancestors of Taixu Shrine--Ice Phoenix Empress, Fuyao Madonna, and Wine Taoist , and those who have survived such catastrophe have all left a great reputation in history." Shenmu Jiandi guessed right before, Ye Mao is really going to survive the Liuhe catastrophe.

"The God of Time Thunder is quite terrifying. This thunder ignores defenses, spiritual weapons, and formations, and only bombards the foundation of martial arts. Once the foundation of martial arts is not strong enough, a thunder of the God of Time blasts down, and the monk will become a puddle of essence impregnated in the mother's womb "Sword Emperor Li Shang sighed softly, "I think back then, when our patriarch Luo Yu survived this calamity, he was hacked from 49 years old to one year old and almost fell."

Ye Shengmei was already worried, but now she was even more worried.The Thunder of Time and Moon is too terrifying to be resisted at all. It can only be seen whether the foundation of martial arts cultivated is strong enough.

If you are not powerful enough, no matter what magical medicine or treasure you have, you will still die.

"boom!"

The first thunder of the God of Time fell, instantly submerging Ye Mao, every corner of his body, even the soul that had been fused into Shura Daoguo, could not escape the attack of this thunder.

The coke on his body was falling off, his figure shrunk slightly, and his aura was fading.

Sword Emperor Shenmu used the pupil technique to observe Ye Mao's bone age, and came to a conclusion: "From 30 years old to 24 years old, minus six years, the martial arts cultivation level has fallen to the nine-aperture state."

Ye Shengmei breathed a sigh of relief. Under the first strike of Master Luoyu, ten years were directly subtracted, and his martial arts cultivation base directly fell to the Profound Stone Realm.

Her nephew's martial arts foundation is very solid.

However, the further back the Liuhe Tribulation went, the stronger the attack, and it was unclear whether he could survive the Tribulation.

The second Thunder of Time God fell, and Ye Mao reduced it. This time it was the same as the first time, minus six years, which showed that Ye Mao's martial arts foundation was more terrifying than she imagined.

The first Thunder of Time and Moon was only as thick as a finger, the second one was about as thick as an arm, and the third Thunder of Time and Moon was terrifying. It was as thick as a bucket, and the burst of breath forced the monks ten miles away to retreat again and again.

"Master Patriarch's last Lightning of the Years was only as thick as a calf. Ye Mao is in serious trouble, he probably won't be able to survive this blow." Li Shang Sword Emperor sighed.

Wanlong Sword Emperor Chang Haosheng had a look of joy on his face.

"God will never keep his eyes closed and let some vicious and vicious people succeed." A handsome, lonely woman suddenly spoke, implying something.

This is Sword Emperor Qingxue, if Ye Mao is here, he will be very surprised, because this woman looks so much like Feng Yao.

(End of this chapter)