Pudu Cihang took off.

A purple thunderbolt fell abruptly and slammed into the demon body.

"Aang—"

A scream, an indestructible demon body, blood splattered.

Thunder Tribulation attacked not only the physical body, Pudu Cihang felt that his demon soul was pierced by countless steel needles.

"That's all the punishment of hell!"

If it is an ordinary demon clan, they are not good at the method of divine souls, and a thunder tribulation can shatter divine souls.

Pudu Cihang was originally a Buddhist protector spirit animal, practicing Buddhism exercises, and once his soul was condensed into a relic, even if it was broken, it was far beyond the ordinary.

After a thunder tribulation, a suffocating Xuan Miao Yang Thunder shuttled through the demon body and tempered, constantly stimulating the bloodline of the dragon clan.

The thousand feet, which were originally like sharp hooks, have begun to give birth to sharp claws.

Thundered!

Another thunderbolt fell, at least ten times more powerful than the first.

Pudu Cihang is unavoidable and unavoidable, and the thunderstorm is not only a test of calamity, but also an opportunity for supreme transformation.

In the dark eyes, a dazzling purple light cleaved from the dark clouds.

"My Buddha came to the world!"

Pudu Cihang sounded a Buddha horn, and his body was shrouded in Buddha light, condensing into a golden Buddha more than 20 zhang high.

It's a pity that there is no relic, and the Golden Buddha has its form, and it is no longer immeasurable.

The centipede's demon body curled up in the Golden Buddha, and after the thunder shattered the Golden Buddha, the power of the body had been reduced by ninety.

"Aang—"

The dragon's roar became clearer and clearer: "Damn stinky Daoist, my Buddha golden body, I could have resisted at least three or four thunder tribulations!" ”

"When this seat achieves the body of a true dragon, swallow the stinky Taoist first, and beat the tooth sacrifice!"

Pudu Cihang was resentful in his heart, and if the catastrophe came today, he could only resist hard.

Thundered!

The muffled thunder rolled, and the endless thunder in the clouds converged, and finally condensed into a hundred zhang electric snake.

The time for the third thunder tribulation to fall was much longer.

It is not only a breath for the ferryman, but also an accumulation of power.

The ninefold thunder tribulation, the first three, the middle three, and the last three, are all a watershed.

The thunder fell, and suddenly the whole world was filled with dazzling lightning.

The thunder snake hissed, carrying infinite thunder and lightning, and opened its mouth to swallow Pudu Cihang.

Pudu Cihang only felt that all over his body was being bombarded by Lei Fa, and no part of his body was not broken.

"No! Once seriously injured, there are still six heavenly tribulations behind, and the Taishi will inevitably covet it secretly......"

Pudu Cihang silently recited the mantra, and a black seal appeared from his forehead.

The seal is the size of a fist, boxy, and Yin Niu is a pitch-black ghost.

Four ghost texts in the underworld: The ghost king of Montenegro!

As soon as the seal appeared, the endless netherworld aura enveloped Pudu Cihang, and even though the thunder tribulation bombarded, it did not break through the yin and evil defenses.

The moment Zhou Yi saw the Ghost King Seal in the distance, he immediately understood the treasure that Pudu Cihang suppressed the backlash of luck.

"The treasure of the ghost king of the netherworld black mountain, the seal of the ghost king! According to the cultivation realm, even if the Netherworld Ghost King is not as good as the Upper Realm Immortals, it is not far behind, no wonder it can be suppressed! ”

Zhou Yi sneered: "There is no thing to suppress luck, see how you can withstand the backlash!" ”

……

Purdue Cihang in the abdomen.

Yan Chixia and Zen Master Huixin felt that Pudu Cihang was undergoing some kind of transformation.

"Old monk, it's time, if you really let Pudu Cihang turn into a dragon, the world will inevitably be in chaos!"

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Huixin put his palms together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and a relic appeared.

"Master Li, the mistake of Buddhism, the old man is willing to fight with his life, and I hope to forgive Buddhism in the future."

The relics are tangible but not qualitative, and suddenly fell on the forehead of the crown prince Li Zhu, replacing the red-blooded golden dragon to protect the body from being eroded by demonic energy.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, the golden body is immortal, and the original spirit is out of the body!"

Yan Chixia pinched the magic trick in her hand, and a translucent primordial spirit floated out, shuttling through the demonic qi and entering Li Zhu's body.

Before the crown prince Li Zhu could figure out what Zen Master Huixin meant, he entered the sea of knowledge in a chaotic manner and saw Yan Chixia's divine soul sitting in it.

"Master and nephew, quickly relax and let me control my body!"

The crown prince Li Zhu did not resist according to his words, and then found that he suddenly became a spectator.

From the third perspective, Yan Chixia controlled her body, withdrew the red blood golden dragon, and operated in her body according to the Xuanwu Gong method, devouring the Great Jing Dragon Qi in reverse.

The crown prince Li Zhunai is the crown prince of Dajing, who has experienced the southern and northern wars, and his prestige is known to all the people of the country.

Wanmin recognized Li Zhu and recognized that he could become the future emperor and manipulate Dajing's luck like an arm.

The dragon qi that was originally devoured by Pudu Cihang was absorbed from the flesh and blood, and the already meager dragon bloodline was also integrated into Li Zhu's body.

The golden dragon's luck warms the soul, and the dragon bloodline tempers the body.

The speed at which Li Zhu devoured the dragon qi became faster and faster.

……

The catastrophe is immense.

The Ghost King seals the Void of the Town.

Pudu Cihang easily survived the third thunderstorm, and he was still proud.

I felt that my dragon qi was constantly declining, and along with the thin dragon bloodline, it was also disappearing.

As soon as the demon spirit moved, he immediately knew the reason.

"Damn! Ants are looking for death! ”

Pudu Cihang's majestic demonic aura crushed Li Zhu, and he died in an instant as soon as he was mortal.

Li Zhu is dead, I can't devour the Great Jing Dragon Qi anymore, and the transformation is not perfect enough for me after all

"Amitabha, Pudu Cihang, the poor monk is waiting for you in Senluo Hell!"

After Zen Master Huixin finished speaking, the golden body of the Arhat was shattered and merged into the relics.

A golden Maitreya shrouded Li Zhu's body, allowing it to be crushed by demonic energy, not moving at all.

The strength of the Huixin Arhat is not as good as that of Pudu Cihang, but the golden body of the Maitreya Arhat is the first defense in the world, and the golden Buddha who abandons a body of essence and blood and soul can not be broken in a moment.

"Aang—"

The Pudu Cihang demon soul forcibly entered Li Zhu's body, and wanted to annihilate Li Zhu's yin god with the power of the divine soul.

Even if Zhihai is Li Zhu's home field, Pudu Cihang is confident, and the mortal soul can be destroyed with a snap of his fingers.

However, when the demon soul entered the sea of knowledge, how could there be a Li Zhu Yin soul, only to see Yan Chixia's soul sitting in it.

"Pro!"

Yan Chixia's soul has the essence of a primordial god, and a Taoist mantra is majestic and mighty.

The demon clan is already strong in the flesh and weak in the soul, and Pudu Cihang's worship in Buddhism has made up for certain defects, but compared to the orthodox Taoist monks, the gap is not to be remembered.

Moreover, Li Zhu Shenzhihai tried his best to suppress Pudu Cihang, and rashly got into it, but failed to damage Li Zhu's Yin Soul, but was killed and injured by the Taoist mantra.

"Aang—"

Pudu's howling voice was full of anger, and there was a hint of shock, and he could only divide most of the bloodline that had been blocked.

The fourth thunder sword fell!

Thundered!

The Ghost King Seal releases immeasurable evil energy to resist the thunderstorm.

Pudu Cihang didn't care about the dragon qi and the blood flowing, so he had to deal with the catastrophe in front of him first.

Fifth Thunder Tribulation!

The Ghost King Yin trembled slightly, not because the magic weapon of the Ghost King of Yinshan was not strong, but because Pudu Cihang was distracted by the bloodline in his body.

Sixth Thunder Tribulation!

The power suddenly increased tenfold, and the furious thunder directly tore through the void.

The thunder of the catastrophe rolled, a power of destruction of everything, and before the catastrophe fell, the weak-willed monk directly shattered the soul.

"Aang—"

"Heaven is unfair!"

Pudu Cihang let out a mournful roar.