"Thunder Fist - Ganges into the sea!"

In the face of the terrifying seventh thunderstorm, Ye Guichen mobilized the spiritual power in his body and swung the second form of the Thunder Fist.

The rumbling thunder echoed with the thunder at the top of the firmament, and a circle of spiritual power ripples visible to the naked eye rippled over the fist.

"Bang!"

With all his strength to crush the thunder, Ye Guichen only felt that he couldn't breathe, and fell straight to the ground.

The thing lay in the mud like a dead dog, and muttered to himself, "There are still two of the most terrifying thunderstorms left!"

"Click!"

However, before he could take a few more breaths, the lightning flashed in the sky again, and the eighth tribulation thunder was brewing and was about to shoot down.

"Snort...... Whoa!"

Ye Guichen was helpless, so he had to jump up with a spirit, shoot with lightning speed, and decisively sacrifice the "Sky Splitting Finger"!

The golden finger pillar reappeared, and the terrifying coercion swept the heavens and the earth.

"Boom, boom!"

After the muffled sound, Ye Guichen retreated seven or eight steps in a row, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of backblood, and fell directly into the mud pit.

The mud puddle kept bubbling, proving that the thing was still breathing...... Not dead.

It is consoling that the eighth tribulation has been dispersed by him.

Ye Guichen really didn't want to get up, he was so fucking tired, he couldn't tell the sweat and rain on his body, because his whole body was covered with mud.

Fortunately, the last shred of reason remains, and he still knows that the catastrophe is not over.

Not daring to wait too long, feeling a little able to move, Ye Guichen immediately staggered to his feet, looking at the black clouds in the sky with a resentful face.

Belch...... In fact, he couldn't see clearly, and there was nothing but the pouring rain.

Ye Guichen was a little apprehensive, how terrifying the final blow of the Heavenly Tribulation was, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

But what is certain is that it will inevitably be much stronger than the Eighth Tribulation Thunder.

It is estimated that if the "Sky Splitting Finger" is activated again, it should be able to carry it, but the consequence is that there is no strength in a short period of time, and it is likely to be buried in the mud.

If it gets out later, it says that someone survived the catastrophe and drowned in muddy water...... That can't be a joke for all of your fellow martial artists?

This kind of result is terrifying to think about.

Returning home at night is unacceptable!

So, he decided to make a bold attempt: even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, Lao Tzu would use the "Sword Codex"!

I remember that Uncle Jiang once said that those who have cultivated martial arts to the pinnacle do not need to be obsessed with divine weapons, flowers and trees can be used as swords, and their power will not be inferior to the slightest.

In that legendary realm, Ye Guichen was not ready to compare, he only needed to display some of the essence of the sword codex, and he could be satisfied.

"Boom...... Boom!"

The heavens seemed to have spied on his thoughts, and at this moment they roared wildly, slashing down a terrifying purple thunderbolt.

This tribulation thunder is actually comparable to the thickness of a human head, and the terrifying divine power it exudes alone can make thousands of martial cultivators terrified.

To say that it is a thunderstorm is obviously to look down on it, to be precise, it should be called a thunder pillar!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of breaking the air resounded, and the purple thunder pillar seemed to split the space, and it was coming in an instant.

"Sword Qi River!"

Ye Guichen's expression was solemn, and the spiritual power in his body exploded without reservation, and he sacrificed the first form of the "Sword Codex" with all his heart.

In an instant, countless invisible sword qi that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye frantically converged, and under the traction of the majestic spiritual power of the night return, a river more than ten zhang long instantly condensed in front of him.

Although the river is not wide, every drop of "water droplet" in it is transformed by sword qi.

The coercion swept through the air, and the raindrops within a radius of half a mile evaporated, and even the ground was lifted up in a thick layer.

"Hurry!"

The thunderstorm was approaching overhead, and Ye Guichen shouted violently.

A puff of sun-like sword light suddenly shot out from the long river, and met the brilliant purple thunder pillar in mid-air, like two meteorites colliding, and the deafening roar continued to vibrate.

"Ouch, I'm ...... Your uncle, why are you biting my ass?"

Suddenly, Ye Guichen's complexion changed greatly, and he burst into foul language, quickly turned around, and saw an acquaintance at this critical moment.

No, it should be said that it is a cooked dog!

Who would have thought that the little black dog that disappeared when he was in Yunwu Mountain would actually come out at this moment, and bite him firmly on the ass when he returned at night and tried his best to deal with the catastrophe.

Does Lao Tzu have such a big enmity with you?

There is no need to look at or touch, just by the heart-rending pain, Ye Guichen knows that the skin of the bite has been opened, and a lot of blood must have been shed.

This dead dog took advantage of people's danger, and the master had never seen such a shameless dog!

Ye Guichen can't wait to cramp and skin it, and kill it for two days and two nights to vent his anger.

It's just that resisting the ninth thunderstorm caused his spiritual power to be greatly consumed, and he was hit by the aftermath of the thunderstorm, at this time, he was already strong outside, and he moved his body with difficulty while scolding, retreated dozens of steps, and vomited nearly ten mouthfuls of blood before he barely stopped.

"Wang ...... Barking...... Roar!"

The little black dog was very proud, and kept barking, as if to vent its victory, but then it suddenly changed its taste.

Ye Guichen was wondering to himself, and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha!"

It turned out that after the little black dog successfully bit his buttocks, he also fell into the aftermath of the catastrophe, which was equivalent to a catastrophe.

Why is it said that the Heavenly Tribulation can only rely on itself, and no one can help?

Because as long as they step into the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, they are regarded as a provocation to the heavens, and they will send down a thunder tribulation that matches their cultivation realm.

If you can't get through, it's equivalent to a heavenly punishment that will help you be reborn!

Ye Guichen dragged the heavily injured body back, and used all his strength to heal his wounds, if the little black dog survived the catastrophe and did not die, he would personally take action to end the life of the little beast.

"Boom!"

The clouds that were about to disperse recondensed, and soon a purple thunder fell.

"Wang ......"

The little black dog is very aggrieved, but there is nothing to be done, the gift package of the Heavenly Tribulation, no matter how fast you are, you can't dodge, unless you escape into an independent space that is out of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, you may be spared.

Obviously, the dead dog didn't have that ability, so he simply didn't run away, shaking his body and waiting for the lightning to strike.

"Boom...... Boom!"

The second thunderbolt fell!

The third thunderbolt has fallen!

The little black dog was chopped off several feet and slammed into the muddy ground, and his hair was almost scorched.

"Boom...... Bang!"

The fourth thunderstorm fell, and the little black dog felt that his skin had been opened, and there was a smell of paste all over his body.

It is extremely unwilling in its heart, this seat is a descendant of the legendary divine beast, how can it die in aggrieved form, not even a human boy?

It mustered up its strong willpower and began to mobilize all the power contained in its body, as if a burst of fluorescence bloomed on the surface of its body.

"Boom!"

The purple thunderbolts are still falling, and each one is more terrifying than the other.

Ye Guichen didn't have the heart to care about the devastated earth, and he was not interested in paying attention to the ground with thousands of ravines, and was staring at the little black dog for a moment.

"Hmm, how can it smell like meat!"

Suddenly, Ye Guichen shook his nose twice, and what he saw was a dead dog with black hair lying in the mud pit, dying.

He despised fiercely and said, "This is the sixth thunderstorm that can't hold on, it's far worse than the master." ”

"Boom!"

With another loud bang, the seventh thunderstorm came, and the scene in front of him changed suddenly.

The dead dog's body suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling light, completely enveloping it, turning it into a black giant cocoon, and there was a majestic fluctuation flowing.

Ye Guichen didn't move, he was about to see what was going on.

"Boom!"

"Boom...... Rumble!"

In a short time, all the nine tribulation thunderbolts fell, and the black clouds over the sky quickly dispersed, but the downpour did not stop there, but there was a tendency to become more and more intense.