For example, a monk who has cultivated two-fifths of the Yuan Shen will have several times more chance of surviving the Thunder Tribulation than the Yuan Shen who has only cultivated one-fifth of the Yuan Shen, and the chance of surviving will also be several times higher.

Therefore, when the monks are trying to absorb the aura, they will also work hard to cultivate the primordial spirit and absorb various attribute substances.

However, there are thousands of monks in the world, and the saturation of most people's primordial spirits is often less than two-fifths.

Generally speaking, a person whose primordial spirit saturation can be cultivated to three-fifths must have a very high cultivation talent.

And those who have cultivated to four-fifths of the primordial god saturation are rare masters in the world.

Of course, there is another kind of person, the Yuan Shen has cultivated to the Great Perfection period, that is five out of five, which can also be called 100 percent.

This kind of monk, in the entire Heavenly Realm Continent, there will not be too many people.

Except for the super powerhouses of the Heavenly Emperor realm, even many of the powerhouses of the Saint Monarch realm have not cultivated to the state of Great Perfection.

So at this time, when the more than 20 monks heard that this piece of Huangyun Heavenly Book contained infinite earth essences, their eyes began to shine one by one, and one by one, their murderous aura was exposed.

The powerful power emanating from these strong men made Zhang Zichen feel his humble existence, and also made Zhang Zichen feel that this battle for Huang Yuntianshu had nothing to do with him.

Just thinking about it, Zhang Zichen slowly moved his steps and began to retreat.

Those strong people were very satisfied when they saw a weak automatic opt-out, but no one paid attention to Zhang Zichen.

Because they had to concentrate their efforts on dealing with monks of the same rank as themselves.

Like Zhang Zichen, there were seven or eight other monks who slowly chose to give up.

At a glance, Wei Suo and Mo Shangxing were also among them.

The remaining fifteen or sixteen monks were all masters of the mid-stage realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the late realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

These people will make a move, and the mountains will collapse and the ground will crack, and the corpses will be strewn all over the field, that's for sure.

However, before Zhang Zichen and the other weak people could escape, these fifteen or sixteen monks began to attack.

In just a few flickers, three monks from the mid-stage realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal were directly killed, blood splattered in the torrential rain, and their bodies fell to the ground, unable to die anymore.

Among them, there were three of the most powerful powerhouses in the late stage of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm, who swept away the crowd and headed straight towards Huang Yuntianshu, which was fifty kilometers away.

The distance of fifty kilometers is just a matter of blink of an eye for a powerhouse in the late stage realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

After a blink of an eye, the first powerhouse reached out and got the Huang Yuntian Book.

But before he could grasp it, the second powerhouse kicked the back of his hand, and Huang Yun Tianshu, who was emitting a pillar of sky-high light, was suddenly kicked out.

The third strong man came a little slower, just picking up this bargain.

But the cheap is not so easy to pick up, the two strong men in front saw that Huang Yuntianshu was robbed, and immediately united and launched an attack on the third strong man.

Poof!

Huang Yuntianshu was knocked out in the fight between the three of them.

The power of the three powerhouses cannot be underestimated, and under one palm, Huang Yuntianshu can fly dozens of kilometers horizontally.

It happened to be a group of monks who were in the middle realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal who were fighting.

Bang bang bang!

For a moment, the entire sky, the light flickered, and the blood was shining.

There was a slower Da Luo Jin Immortal early stage cultivator, but under the influence of the power of these strong people, he was directly crushed into minced meat, scattered in the torrential rain, and blood flowed everywhere.

"I'm Nima! The more the fight gets more and more intense, and I'm still hitting this way!"

Zhang Zichen, Wei Suo, Mo Shangxing and other seven weaker monks ran at their fastest speed, and no one wanted to die under the influence of the power of these strong men.

However, before the seven of them could run far, they saw a pillar of earthy yellow light rolling and shining brightly.

Shout!

Behind Zhang Zichen and them, the piece of Danshu iron coupon that radiated light was unexpectedly knocked away by a palm of his hand under the push of many strong people.

And the direction of the flight is the direction in which Zhang Zichen and the others are running.

Zhang Zichen looked back while running, and saw that the iron coupon of the Danshu seemed to have broken through time and space, and the speed was extremely fast, and he caught up with Zhang Zichen and his group in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh

Moreover, with a scream, the Danshu iron coupon hit a monk directly in the back.

The monk's body and soul were immediately smashed, and his entire body turned into a rain of flesh and blood, which merged with the rain in the sky, and his death was terrifying.

However, under the impact of this monk, the speed of the Nadanshu Iron Ticket decreased sharply, and after flying for two or three kilometers, it fell into the water on the ground, glided a distance of about ten zhang, and finally stopped.

Zhang Zichen and the other six monks looked at the yellow-colored Danshu iron coupon in the rain, and everyone suddenly stopped.

This kind of strange treasure, everyone has the mind to get it, just to see if there is a chance.

Just now it was over there because there were more than a dozen strong people there, but now, there are no strong people here at all, and everyone is greedy.

Even Zhang Zichen, since he heard about the knowledge and function of this Huangyun Heavenly Book in the Jade Emperor Heavenly Emperor Divine Tomb, he was also fascinated by this Danshu iron coupon.

The six people stopped, one of them leaned on the Huang Yuntianshu closely, he glanced at the others, and one pounced, directly holding Huang Yuntianshu in his arms.

The monk's face was immediately beaming with joy and he was ready to flee.

And just when Zhang Zichen and the others wanted to snatch it, they only heard a whirring sound in the rainstorm, and Zhang Zichen looked back.

I saw a huge black iron ball suddenly impact from a distance and smash directly into the monk's body.

Boom!

A mist of blood cleared, and the monk was instantly killed.

And the Huang Yuntian Book in his hand was thrown out and fell into the hands of Wei Suo, an old man.

Wei Suo was stunned, ready to flee with Huang Yuntianshu in his arms, but was pulled by Mo Shangxing: "Old man Wei, you want to die! Throw it away, throw it away! Look at the people behind you, catch up!"

Wei Suo's thoughts were seen through by Mo Shangxing.

However, under the reminder of Mo Shangxing, Wei Suo turned around, only to see that under the torrential rain in the rear, seven or eight strong men turned into rays of light and chased towards this Huangyun Tianshu.

"Damn! This is the rhythm that is going to kill us!"

Wei Suo was startled, and immediately threw out the Huang Yuntian Book in his hand without hesitation.

However, the direction in which Huang Yuntianshu was thrown was the direction of Zhang Zichen.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen was dumbfounded.

He looked at the seven or eight strong men chasing behind him, and then looked at the Danshu iron coupon that emitted an earthy yellow light in mid-air.

"Wei Suo of Nyima, you mother, you hurt me, you go to death! Labor curses you!"

Zhang Zichen scolded, but he had to catch this Huang Yuntianshu, otherwise the Tianshu would hit him directly on the head, for fear that something would happen.