Chapter 175: The Scales Tilt
The terrifying Black Thunder Thunder Waterfall, the body of the Sage Realm is also uncomfortable, and the strength is limited to that of Muzi, and the six monochromatic creatures of the Sage Realm are lying on the ground panting, and they will not be able to get up for a while.
Muzi's physical strength is not as good as that of the Sage, although he has experienced the Thunder Tribulation many times and has a certain amount of experience, in the case that the overall strength is not as good as the other party, it is still miserable. The flesh of the slashed flesh is blurred. Blood was spilled all over the ground.
Compared to the six who were temporarily unable to move and panting next to them, it was much more miserable. Whoever calls himself has nothing to provoke the way of heaven, and it is natural to be taken care of by the focus.
The thunder gradually dissipated, and taking this opportunity to breathe, Muzi hurriedly took out the post-catastrophe regeneration liquid and poured it into a mouthful. Ignoring the complaining little eyes of the six creatures around him, he looked at the dark clouds in the sky and muttered, "It's definitely not over yet, let's go on." ”
Tiandao has always liked the beauty of adults, and if you like it, I will spare no effort. At this time, Muzi was the main target of the Thunder Tribulation, so ignoring the opposition of the six monochromatic creatures, the Black Thunder Tribulation Waterfall increased its strength and slammed down.
In this secret spirit realm where there is no thunder tribulation, Muzi used his perception of the thunder path to forcibly condense the thunder tribulation, and the blow he suffered exceeded the scope of his own bearing.
In the constant provocation of Muzi, in the anger and helplessness of the six monochromatic creatures, the black thunder expands from the waterfall to the ocean. The thickness of each one is like a mountain, like a mountain, and it is magnificent.
He poured another sip of post-calamity regeneration liquid, looked at the six creatures around him, and scolded hatefully: "Old immortal, how thick-skinned you are, you can't be beaten by thunder!"
Then he provoked the sky again, and said crookedly: "Come on, brother, you can't break your face, and you can't do it." ”
The six monochrome creatures were tempted to say: "The ants that can be killed with a raised hand, let you be stunned for a while, and then repay them a thousand times after the thunderstorm, especially that hateful mouth, and give the monochrome eating dog as food after it is broken." ”
However, there is no such unreasonable treasure as the post-tribulation regeneration liquid, and the vicious words cannot be said for the time being, and it is the right thing to save strength to fight against the thunder tribulation, in the demented eyes of these six saints who have always been high, the fifth thunder tribulation began to turn blood-red.
The bewitching blood red is weird, exuding ruthlessness and cold will, and the ruthlessness of the way of heaven that is often said is vividly reflected in this bright red demonic thunder tribulation. At this time, the red thunder tribulation, although not as vast and majestic as in the three-color bamboo forest. However, when it comes to the will to destroy and the degree of arrogance, it is not weak at all.
The blades of the Divine Lotus have run out, and besides, the thunder tribulation that he took the initiative to provoke, it will not help if he has leaves. In order to be able to kill the six monochrome creatures around him, Muzi did his best.
A few lightning down is the bones and tendons broken flesh and blood, it didn't take long for the bones and slag to splash around, not waiting for the thunder tribulation to subside a little, then take out the regeneration liquid after the catastrophe and swallow it loudly, at this time the most important thing is to save your life, for treasures, they are all things outside the body, and you can only enjoy your life as your own, so there is no need to save, if you can't hold on a little, you will pour it into your stomach.
The six monochromatic creatures around him were not so lucky, in the face of this terrifying and boundless red thunder tribulation, the body of the Sage Realm was not enough to see, and purple blood and white blood splashed one after another.
After the seventh red thunder tribulation landed, the Sage Realm couldn't resist anymore, missing arms and legs was already commonplace, and the wailing sound in the thunder sea couldn't be heard. are retaining all their energy and doing everything they can to fight against the Thunder Tribulation.
The area covered by the blood-red Thunder Tribulation Ocean has become a forbidden place in the battlefield of the Sage Realm, and all the creatures of the Sage Realm are afraid that they will be contaminated, and they will hide as far as they can, even if they are Sages, they will be cold to their feet when they watch it from a distance.
The Sages who were a little closer, when fighting with the other party, carefully controlled their energy, for fear of accidentally being contaminated with the power of the Thunder Tribulation. No one can afford this kind of joke, the power of the sage is contaminated with the thunder tribulation, and he will get the power of the thunder tribulation of the corresponding realm, just thinking about it is a chill down his spine.
In this way, no one dares to forcibly interfere, Muzi is happy to be quiet here, and in the red thunder tribulation ocean, in comparison, it should be Muzi the best. The misery is not much stronger than that of the Sage creatures. Who let us have the post-catastrophe regeneration liquid?
The more powerful the Thunder Tribulation is, the more perfect the effect of refining one's own body to condense the Yuan Force will become. In this process, the benefits obtained by the party Muzi are self-evident, and the vanity that has just broken through to the realm of emptiness is completely gone. The condensed power filled his body, giving him a feeling of power that he had never felt before.
At the same time, absorbing a large amount of the power of the Thunder Tribulation, the Yuan Ji Thunder Wing, the Ben Thunder Xuanyu Hand, the Thunder Wanli, etc., these treasures that require the power of the Thunder Tribulation are becoming more and more mature and powerful.
Under the careful senses, the Yuan Magnetic Thunder Wing cooperated with his own Thunder Miles, and the Sky Control Realm itself could fly, and under the full force of the three, the speed was more than three times that of the Shuo Formation Period.
The small half-element magnetic aurora absorbed in the body was also stimulated in this endless thunder. After absorbing the power of thunder, it becomes more powerful, travels around the body along the meridians, and melts into the joints and muscles independently. I believe that after the thunder tribulation, the speed of his punch and the speed of his body twisting will usher in an all-round increase.
Ben Lei Xuanyu's hand is also gradually improving, and under the full urging, the jade skin is about to spread to the chest. Ben Lei Xuanyu, who was not favored in the Codex Building. Nourished by the power of a large number of thunderstorms, the pearl is finally no longer covered in dust. After the chest can be transformed into jade, the tough skin protects the important heart, which is the best, but the current power of the thunder tribulation is obviously not enough.
After the eighth red thunder tribulation, the sky returned to clarity, and in the center of the thunder tribulation, a flesh and blood blurred humanoid shadow squirmed his hands with difficulty, and the small bottle in his hand was like a thousand gold, and it took a lot of effort just to reach his mouth. In the scarlet eyes, looking at the slowly approaching bottle, full of anticipation.
The emperor lived up to his wishes, the bottle moved to his mouth, and the liquid was poured into his mouth, swallowing greedily. After two or three breaths, the blood around the body coagulated into blood coffee, and then slowly fell off, revealing the baby-like skin inside.
The humanoid blood coffee jumped, shook his body and shook the blood coffee, looked at his seductive skin and swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly found a new clothes to change into. The living Muzi is in stark contrast to the six dying creatures around him.
Muzi looked around, and the mud was like a corridor of six creatures, lying across the ground. There is no mercy, think of the heroic souls who burned this last bit of themselves, think of the old man who has been watching the east alone for more than 3,000 years. Hatredful anger replaced clear eyes.
Raise your fists and slam at the six pools of creature-shaped mud on the ground. After the tempering of the thunder tribulation, the speed of the two fists was not weaker than lightning, and more than 10,000 punches were blasted out between breaths. Flesh and blood splashed and bones flew away, blasting white and purple, and blasting purple in white. Quite hard.
The continuous bombardment and killing, the shape is not formed, and the soul power is swept away, the breath of life is still there, the fiery eyes are observing, and the puddles of flesh and blood are slowly moving to condense and resurrect.
Mu Zi sighed: "The suppression realm can also regenerate flesh and blood, it's really incurable." ”
turned to look up at the sky, with a look of disdain, raised his head and roared: "Thief God, split me so hard, these old people around me, invade other clans and harm our realm, and use the creatures of our realm as food, why don't you split the soul and extinguish, what do you keep it for?"
There was a rumble in the clear sky, and a large area of colorful thunder was extremely gorgeous, like a colorful waterfall hanging in the sky, accompanied by a roaring thunder, crackling and crashing towards the area where Muzi was located.
The latter's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly turned on all the abilities of his body, and the various weapons and secret treasures intercepted in the battle were sacrificed in one go, and he took out the porcelain bottle and poured it into the innermost. Just in case, the post-mortem regeneration liquid is kept in the mouth in case of emergency.
There were six pools of blood and mud on the ground, squirming violently, and there was desperate fear in the soul. The Thunder Tribulation is the punishment of the Heavenly Dao for cultivators. The emotions contained in it are only destruction and slashing, and of course it is impossible for such a thunderstorm to ignore the despair and fear of living beings. The seven-colored sea of thunder flooded the place again.
The so-called blocks that Muzi took out turned into powder in an instant, and it can be said that they did not have the slightest effect. As soon as he came into contact with the seven-colored thunder tribulation, his arms shattered and his thighs flew, but fortunately he had foresight, and he had the post-tribulation regeneration liquid in his mouth beforehand. Swallow a little and recover quickly. The Seven-Colored Thunder Tribulation did not stay, Muzi continued to slash and kill without dying, and every time his body was close to shattering and exploding, he swallowed a small sip of regenerative liquid to recover and heal. Again and again, hovering on the edge of life and death.
The battlefield of the low realm has been fighting in a stalemate, the wolf smoke is everywhere, life is the most worthless here, it is being harvested all the time, the corpses are piled up like mountains, the blood flows into a river and the smell is fishy, red, white, and purple are mixed together in a turbid and cold, sunny secret spirit realm, this battlefield is extremely cold, making people shudder.
For an ordinary soldier, war is a huge meat grinder, and this sentence is not only applicable now, ancient and mundane, but also in this world where gods and demons can fly to the heavens and the earth.
The most remarkable thing that will determine the final direction of the war is the battle between the saints. The balance gradually poured, Mu Zi was trapped in the thunder tribulation by himself, the six saints, Lingkun and Haode were happily patted, and after a while, they were also smashed three pairs. With this rising, the balance of victory gradually tilted to the side of the heroes who defended their homes and lands here in the Secret Spirit Realm.
The saints in the secret spirit realm have excess post-tribulation regeneration liquid in their hands, Bai You did it intentionally, she understood that the real victory or defeat depended on the battlefield between the saints, and after receiving the gift from Muzi, she privately distributed the spare amount to all the saints.
With just this move, the monochromatic sage creature was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born. They live in a world that relies on fighting for the top all year round, and their own strength should not be underestimated. The saints in the Secret Spirit Realm are all weak in their eyes, and they can easily kill their opponents over time.
What makes them angry is the moment when their opponent sees that they are not going to win. The saint on the other side took out a small bottle out of nowhere, and poured the liquid into his mouth.
A mortal in his own eyes, a mutilated saint who was bombarded. After drinking a sip of liquid, the body's injuries recovered instantly, and the energy in the body returned to its peak. What the hell... It doesn't make sense.
Monochrome creatures use their flesh and blood to fight against the saints who can't be killed. Aggrieved, depressed, hopeless, powerless, regretful, all kinds of expressions and thoughts keep coming.