Chapter 1020 Thoughts

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and there was a rumbling sound.

Suddenly, the sky shook violently, and the thundercloud split from the middle, revealing a faint red color. Seen from a distance, it looks like a ferocious and pitch-black giant of black mist, opening its bloody mouth at once, spitting out countless white lightning bolts, slanting down like a majestic torrential rain.

Countless bucket-thin thunderbolts blasted down from the sky, illuminating the space within a radius of one hundred feet extremely brightly, like daytime.

Around Thunder, countless small bubbles suddenly appeared and exploded slowly. Leave an indescribable picture in the sky, shocking the soul.

"Secondly, the thunder falls like rain." Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming murmured in a low voice, with a strange look in his eyes, he wondered in his heart, whether the thunder falling like rain this time would cause a change? Ou Yangming remembered that when the multi-armed King Kong crossed the catastrophe, the second catastrophe occurred, but a change occurred. All the electric arcs gathered together in vain, turning into a small sun, which came suddenly. What about He Jian?

Thinking of this, he immediately shifted his gaze to He Jian.

I saw He Jian's withered right hand raised up, his figure was thin and thin, and he was a little bulky.

But his spine will never bend, and his soul will never bow. His temperament is like the sword in his hand, he can only face difficulties, overcome thorns and thorns, never admit defeat, even if it is a catastrophe standing in front of him, he is not afraid.

He raised his right hand for a moment, and pressed hard against the formation disk like a Yin-Yang diagram above the sky.

Immediately, the thick earth array was filled with light, which actually suppressed the light of Thunder, and at the same time suddenly shrunk towards the center, becoming more and more solid. But the two ends separated by that semi-circular arc line have become more distinct, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and even the color has become one black and one white, as if corresponding to yin and yang.

"Kacha Kacha..." Countless thunderbolts blasted on the thick soil array, falling majestically like an urgent and dense rain curtain.

Just like the name of this thunderbolt, thunder falls like rain.

Thousands of thunderbolts struck the array, and in just a split second, cracks appeared on the thick soil array, spreading in all directions. Of course, this is also because the catastrophe that He Jian overcomes is stronger than that of the multi-armed Vajra. After he completed the foundation, his combat power was not inferior to Daozi's. The stronger the momentum and the thicker the spiritual power when he triggered the catastrophe, the greater the power of the catastrophe.

But this is not to say that he must encounter more cataclysms than Dot-armed Vajras. Although this has something to do with combat power, it is not too big. The key is his own good fortune and future potential.

Like Ou Yangming, his catastrophe of becoming a god and jumping over the dragon gate must be beyond people's imagination.

Because, his combat power is extremely strong, and he has already begun to possess the qualifications to overwhelm a generation, and his good fortune and potential cannot be found in the entire spiritual world. Therefore, how many catastrophes he can survive is still unknown, but it is certain that there will be no one before or after.

He Jian felt fine cracks appear on the thick soil array.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the tyrannical spiritual power covered the formation. With his hands together, he made an extremely mysterious handprint, and whispered: "Broken!"

At the same time, as soon as the tyrannical spiritual force was attracted, a violent and chaotic breath emanated from the thick soil array, and with a "boom", thousands of runes in the array seemed to be filled with The air balloon exploded completely, collapsing at the same time as the catastrophe in the sky.

The thunderclouds in the mid-air also fell silent,

Brewing the next offensive.

The world was silent, and everything was still.

Seeing this scene, Ou Yangming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, since the thunder and rain did not cause any changes, how many cataclysms will He Jian survive?

He didn't try to guess, because the secrets are unpredictable, the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the fear of karma, and this is also the reason why he didn't want to accept the inheritance of the Shangjie clan when he was in the tomb of Absolute Sword Peak. It was because Ouyang Ming knew in his heart that the karma was too great for him to bear.

Jiang Yingrong raised her head, looked at He Jian, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "The second catastrophe has been passed!"

Zan Jian glanced at Ouyang Ming, his eyes seemed to contain two flaming flames, extremely hot.

Ou Yangming couldn't stand this eager gaze. At this moment, a very tiny black spot of light appeared in Ouyang Ming's spiritual world, which gave Ou Yangming a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere. Same thing.

He remained calm, with no waves on his face, but in fact, an imperceptible mental force had already followed the vine and dissipated.

After a short while, the coldness in his eyes flashed away, and he wondered in his heart, how come there are poisonous insects encountered in Heiwu Mountain? Without a trace of hesitation, the mental power was condensed into substance, like a tumbling huge wave, crushed away.

Effortless, directly crushed.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yingrong rolled her eyes and gave him a slightly worried look.

"It's okay." Ouyang Ming replied with a smile, without any unnecessary explanation.

Outside the vortex of mist, Dong Chenyu gently rubbed the center of his brows with his fingers, his eyes showed a look of thought, and said with a sneer, "I still have some skills. In the vortex of mist, the spiritual energy is continuously absorbed by the mist, and I can still pass through the second stage." The Second Heavenly Tribulation? Who are the people who crossed the Heavenly Tribulation? Are they?" He shook his head, not sure.

At this moment, there was a "rustling" sound in the air.

Looking around, where the sound sounded, countless poisonous insects slowly flew out from the ground, one, two... Countless poisonous insects turned into a faint glow, slowly condensing together, the vines full of purple flowers, It keeps going deep into the earth, plundering the vitality from the soil.

Even though Dong Chenyu had seen this scene many times, he still felt disgusted.

He gave Sizhuo's people a cold look, and said in a low voice, "What's going on? Is it them?"

The Sizhuo clansman shrank his neck slightly, and his voice was like two rusty copper pieces rubbing together hard, which seemed to pierce people's eardrums, and replied: "Mist can isolate spiritual power, my clone hasn't been able to get close yet. , was crushed by a strong man with mental power, but I'm 30% sure that it must be those hateful human races." He vowed.

"Thirty percent?" Dong Chenyu chewed these two words carefully.

After a long while, he looked at the Shizhuo clan, and asked with his voice as if coming from a cold pool, "What chance do you think this person has to survive the catastrophe?"

"Near death." His eyes seemed to be out of focus, and the green light was like a burning will-o'-the-wisp, which was a bit scary no matter how you looked at it.

"Really?" Dong Chenyu's eyes became more serious.

"Really." The members of the Sizhuo clan were determined.

As soon as the words fell, seeing that the face of the venerable in front of him was still full of doubts, he continued to explain, "From ancient times to the present, the catastrophe of breaking the spirit and becoming a venerable is like a mortal trying to climb a steep mountain, blocking the unknown number of shocks." Talented people have a high probability of causing the catastrophe to fall. Moreover, in this special environment, the fog will absorb the spiritual power in the body all the time, making it even more difficult. Taking a step back, even if he So what if you survived the catastrophe by luck? You must be extremely weak just after surviving the catastrophe, so what kind of combat power do you have? How much benefit will you get from devouring the blood power of a venerable?"

Having said that, it is already very clear.

Whether this person is Ouyang Ming's group or not, they will give it a try anyway.

Having just survived the catastrophe, there is no one in strength, and the power of blood in the body is too tempting to aliens. This kind of opportunity can be said to be once in a thousand years.

Of course, if this person fails to cross the tribulation, they don't need to enter it, they just need to guard the exit.

Dong Chenyu thought about it for a moment, and his words really made sense.

But they never imagined that there are "heaven-defying" items such as thick soil formation disks and anti-thunder suits in the world. Another point is that Tianjie's suppression of alien races is too strong. Because the alien race was originally a beast race, and it evolved by devouring a trace of the blood power of the dragon and phoenix races. Therefore, under the Heavenly Tribulation, the venerable aliens did not dare to act rashly at all. The power of thunder is majestic and majestic, it is the nemesis of all evil things, it is the mighty force of heaven and earth, and it cannot be profaned. The alien race evolved by devouring the blood of the human race.

These two points are just one point, and they are extremely fatal.

How could Dong Chenyu dare to act rashly if he had two points at the same time?

"Boom..." There was another loud noise, and the thunder cloud seemed to be torn open by a pair of invisible hands, and the thunder was shining brightly, falling from the sky.

Hearing this voice, Dong Chenyu lifted his chin slightly, looked into the vortex, and whispered: "The third way..." Feeling the pressure on his shoulders, he felt a little worried about gains and losses. He hoped that the power of Thunder Tribulation would be stronger, so that it would be easier to pick the Dao Fruit of the Venerable. But in this way, what if the Heavenly Tribulation hacked this person to death? The power of the bloodline in this Venerable's body is impossible to obtain, it can be said to be extremely complicated.

As for who is the hunter and who is the prey, he has not considered at all. Is not this nonsensical? A newly promoted venerable who has just passed through the catastrophe, his dantian has just melted into a lake, and is on the verge of death, could he be a hunter? Even if Dong Chenyu was killed, he wouldn't believe it.

His arms were sometimes strong and sometimes loose, and he looked at the black cloud above the mist vortex with a complicated expression.

As for the rest of the Blood Flood Dragon experts, their faces were pale, and their hearts almost jumped into their throats. If it weren't for the blood dragon king's fierce power deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, they would have run away long ago. If it wasn't for their cowardice, the power of heavenly calamity is really terrifying.

However, now that the Blood Flood Dragon King is in charge, no matter how frightened they are, they dare not turn around and run away. Otherwise, before they leave, they will be torn to pieces by the blood dragon king.

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Half an hour later, even Dong Chenyu's body trembled, his heart was terrified, and he sighed secretly, should the last catastrophe be passed? He never expected that he would meet a venerable who had survived the six heavenly tribulations, and he would still have the opportunity to devour the power of his blood. What a chance this is!

Dong Chenyu took two deep breaths of cold air, and said in a deep voice, "Boys, come with me and rush in!"

As soon as the voice fell, blood mist spread from his skin, covering his surroundings, turning into a bloody light, and galloping away.

He never thought that this was not a chance, since he took this step, he had already reached a dead end. ...

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