Although Lan Jiechen knew that his calamity would come quietly in the near future, he didn't expect that he had just woken up and had already come to the door.

At this time, the veins of Lan Juechen's whole body were unimpeded, and the veins and acupoints in his body corresponded to the galaxy and stars in reality.

According to Little Yellow Duck, Lan Juechen opened up the meridians of his body, which opened up the way of communication between himself and heaven and earth, and the core stars corresponding to the small universe in his body were his guardian stars.

Sometimes, Lan Juechen thinks of an anime called "Saint Seiya" in his mind.

"Burn it, my little universe!"

In the short period of time when Lan Jiechen lost his mind, a black sky dome appeared one after another thunder dragons wandering in the thunder sea, and there was no peace for hundreds of miles, and all the demon beasts ran out of the sky.

The desire to survive has suppressed the curiosity in my heart.

"Oh my God, which bastard chose to survive the catastrophe here?!! what a bastard who deserves to be struck, slut!"

"Shh ”

"This is the stuff of that dog day, at this time, Lao Tzu is in retreat, he is doing this, Lao Tzu's efforts over the past hundred years have all been in vain!"

"It's such a terrible coercion, it's such a terrible Heavenly Tribulation, could it be someone who is here to spend the Heavenly God Tribulation, besides the Heavenly God Tribulation, who else has such a terrifying Thunder Tribulation? Holy Beast or Divine Beast?!"

“......”

Lan Jiechen stood up slowly, his eyes solemn, and his right hand waved slightly. The Weeping Blood Spear flew back into his hand, and the Red Dragon King's suit was draped over his body. The snow-white crystal white slowly turned from the roots of the hair to blood red, and the eyes turned like pure black gems at some point. There is not the slightest fluctuation of feelings.

"I don't know if I have a chance to survive, and I always have an ominous premonition in my heart, maybe this time I am really going to die. Lan Jiechen said secretly in his heart.

Lan Jiechen held the weeping blood spear in his hand and waved it on the altar, not knowing what was written.

After a while, Lan Juechen stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and just as Lan Jiechen wanted to say something to the little yellow duck, he found that the little yellow duck didn't know when. It's gone without a trace.

"This damn yellow duck!" Lan Juechen said helplessly.

Lan Jiechen stepped step by step, volleying into the air, and headed towards the thunder sea.

"Hiss ......"

Red, blue, white, black, yellow, purple, green. Colorful thunder and lightning, wandering among the clouds.

Colorful thunder and lightning, colorful soul-destroying thunder.

This seems to be specifically aimed at Lan Jiechen, that is, to beat Lan Jiechen into the Jedi. Never turn over.

"Oh my God, this, this. What kind of catastrophe is this? Colorful tribulation thunder is unheard of. I've never seen anything like I've seen before!"

"Hey, who's going on here. It actually attracted the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder, which seemed to be a thunder tribulation specifically aimed at those powerful spirits. Could it be that some ghost or god is not succeeding in the catastrophe?!"

"How could this be? The Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder, which was second on the Heavenly Tribulation Rankings, actually appeared, should I say that this Daoist friend is a demon, or should I say that this Daoist friend is really unlucky?! What did he do to hurt the heavens and reason, so as to attract such a terrifying thunder tribulation. Hiss...... No, I've got to flash far away......"

“......”

Such a discussion outside did not reach Lan Jiechen's ears, Lan Jiechen's heart was frank and unafraid at this time.

"Crackling!"

A white thunderbolt slashed over without warning, and the thunderbolt like Dayue slashed at Lan Jiechen's body.

"Bang!"

Lan Juechen was not sucked away, the entire thunderstorm was cut off by the waist, and the white thunder was all over Lan Juechen's body, Lan Jiechen couldn't help but snort, he felt a burst of fishy sweetness in his mouth, and suffered some internal injuries, the Red Dragon King suit resisted a lot of damage, and the power of the white thunder in his body was raging.

Without Lan Jiechen's deliberate urging, Xiao Dao Miao had already stirred up quickly, and the green life Dao power quickly repaired Lan Jiechen's internal injuries and absorbed the power of white thunder.

"Oh my God! Look, look! There is a man heading towards the top of the sky, the sea of thunder! Is he going to kill himself?!"

"This, this, this, this is too terrifying! He was struck by a thunderstorm before, but he didn't suffer any damage, this person's cultivation has been against the sky enough to be fearless and thunderous? This is the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder!"

"This back is so familiar, it seems to be the son of God who made a fuss some time ago!"

"Hey, it seems that he is really the son of God, but shouldn't his hair be white?"

"Woo woo woo...... Look, look, look, another thunderbolt has struck!"

"No, it's two! No, it's three!"

"Four!"

"Five Paths!"

"Seven Paths!"

Seven tribulation thunderbolts, turned into seven thunder snakes, and came at Lan Jiechen with teeth and claws.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Before the seven thunder snakes came, countless white thunderbolts suddenly poured down, drowning Lan Jiechen in an instant.

"Drink!"

"Seal the dust!"

Lan Jiechen shouted, the surrounding space swayed slightly, and countless tombstones rose from the ground, soaring straight into the sky, like a fairy sword in the world of immortals, with a decaying aura, slapping towards the sky.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

The lightning and the tombstone collided and burst out, like fireworks on that Chinese New Year's Eve, brilliant and dazzling, illuminating a piece of heaven and earth.

Those who watched from the periphery swallowed their saliva from time to time.

"It's too strong, it's too domineering! If you want to punish me with thunder, I'll seal the sky with a tombstone!"

Lan Juechen stood up against the mutilated immortal monument, and the immortal monument was bombarded by thunder, without any impact or trace.

"Roar, roar, roar, ......"

The seven thunder snakes absorbed endless thunder and lightning energy on the way, and turned into a colorful soul eater python. The Colorful Soul Eater Python was not huge, but it was only a few meters long, the size of a baby's arm, but it made Lan Jiechen become dignified.

This Colorful Soul Eater Python can't even devour him. It will also cause him a lot of trouble, and it will be a big problem.

Suddenly, Lan Juechen's face changed greatly. I couldn't help but shout loudly:

"I'll take you male turtle!"

I saw that the dark clouds were torn open at some point, and the earth saw the light of day. The dazzling white light illuminates the world.

The dazzling light makes people unable to open their eyes, and people can vaguely hear a scolding sound that is not there.

"I'll take you male turtle!!"

I don't know how long it took, but the dazzling light disappeared, and people slowly opened their eyes.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned, the scene in front of them was completely different from what they had imagined.

In their imagination, the land should be full of holes, but the opposite is true.

The mountain is still the same as it was. The river is still the same river, the trees are still the same trees, they have not been affected in any way, and there is not a trace of bombardment on the earth.

Everyone was stunned, feeling as if they were daydreaming, and the result seemed to be different from what was promised.

The appearance of that thunderstorm was not devastating, this time it was too weird.

"Failed? It must have failed, otherwise the Tribulation wouldn't have disappeared so quickly. ”

"Did it fail? I'll just say, the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder is the second heavenly tribulation in the world, and since it appeared, no one has ever been able to survive it. ”

“......”

I don't know when. The dark clouds in the sky were once again dark and heavy, the leaves on the trees swayed wildly, and the flowers and plants on the ground trembled with laughter.

Suddenly, it was pouring rain. The thunder became louder and louder, and the rain became heavier and heavier. There is more and more water on the ground. The water on the road flowed over the soles of people's feet for a while, and they gathered together like small streams that flowed into the ground.

At first, people thought. The tragedy began again, and the end result made them breathe a sigh of relief, it turned out to be raining.

yes, it's raining.

Lan Jiechen looked up at the sky in a daze, and he didn't know whether it was tears or rain in the corners of his eyes, and he let the rain wash over his body.

He no longer had any ability to resist, the Red Dragon King suit was scattered on the ground, the weeping blood spear was inserted beside him, and only half of his body was left, and the dantian was completely shattered.

This qiē came too weird, too sudden, who would have imagined that this was a tribulation within a calamity, and there was a tribulation of light on top of the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder.

Lan Jiechen was like an ordinary person who was hit by a speeding truck on the highway and had no ability to resist.

"Ga ......"

The little yellow duck flew to Lan Juechen's side at some point, his eyes full of sadness.

"Stupid boy, this is fate, even I didn't calculate, there is still a light extinguishing thunder calamity brewing on top of this colorful soul destroying thunder, and the sky will destroy you. If only your Lucky Aura cooldown was up, maybe there was a chance to live. Maybe we're wrong, we're all wrong. It's probably because you've opened up the small universe in your body, but you've been locked by the sky......"

"Quack quack...... Stupid boy, what else do you have to say. ”

Lan Jiechen opened his mouth and revealed a bright smile, his face was shockingly pale.

The only remaining right hand took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and was about to say something, but his head tilted, and there was no more breath.

"Quack Quack ......"

The little yellow duck screamed in great grief.

He hated himself for not being able to save Lan Jiechen, and watching Lan Jiechen die like this, the feeling of his powerlessness to return to heaven made him crazy.

The little yellow duck was sad and sorrowful, and the aura of the tyrant enveloped the whole land, and the demon beasts who originally wanted to come to find out stopped one after another.

They fled in horror, fearing that they would be targeted by the owner of this mysterious tyrant and become each other's meal.

"Quack Quack ......"

Two crystal tears crossed the corners of the little yellow duck's eyes, dripping on Lan Juechen's cold face, entering the corners of Lan Juechen's mouth, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

At some point, the rain quietly stopped. The wind, too, held its breath, and the mountain became very quiet. In the distance, an unknown bird began to crow, as if pouring out the joy of the bath. Nearby, the raindrops that had gathered on the leaves of the trees were still dripping down into the small puddles on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound.

The mournful duckling, the cold corpse, the scattered treasures. An ancient mottled altar.

The valley was bleak.

I don't know how long it took, but the little yellow duck stopped muttering to himself. Instead, he stood up and cast all kinds of spells. I want to find Lan Juechen's soul, even if it is a soul fragment.

The little yellow duck seemed to be crazy, tossing for seven days and seven nights, but it had no effect.

After the golden seven days, the little yellow duck gave up, he dug a tomb little by little with his wings, buried it next to the altar, and the weeping blood gun was fiercely inserted into Lan Juechen's tomb.

The little yellow duck dressed him handsomely and handsomely, and did not hesitate to spend his origin. It is also necessary to erase the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, regenerate Lan Jiechen's stump limbs, and put on the Red Dragon King suit for Lan Jiechen, put the music of life in his arms, and insert two scorpion blades into the card slots of his combat shoes.

Lan Juechen seemed to be asleep, not dead.

"You said you like freedom, you don't like to be bound, and when you die, you simply bury you in the ground without a coffin. You said that even if it is death. I want to die handsomely......"

The little yellow duck did not erect a tombstone, but inserted the broken immortal tablet in front of Lan Juechen's tomb.

I don't know how long it took, but the dazzling light disappeared, and people slowly opened their eyes.

When they see what they see. They were stunned for a moment, the scene in front of them was completely different from what they had imagined.

In their imagination, the land should be full of holes. However, the opposite is true.

The mountain is still the original mountain, and the river is still the original river. The tree was still the same tree, and they were not affected in any way. There was not a single sign of bombardment on the ground.

Everyone was stunned, feeling as if they were daydreaming, and the result seemed to be different from what was promised.

The appearance of that thunderstorm was not devastating, this time it was too weird.

"Failed? It must have failed, otherwise the Tribulation wouldn't have disappeared so quickly. ”

"Did it fail? Sure enough, it failed, I'll just say, the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder is the second heavenly tribulation in the world, and since it appeared, no one has ever been able to survive it. ”

“......”

At some point, the dark clouds in the sky were once again dark and heavy, the leaves on the trees swayed wildly, and the flowers and plants on the ground trembled with laughter.

Suddenly, it began to pour down, and the thunder became louder and louder, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the water on the ground became more and more abundant. The water on the road flowed over the soles of people's feet for a while, and they gathered together like small streams that flowed into the ground.

At first, people thought that the catastrophe had started again, but the end result made them breathe a sigh of relief, it turned out to be raining.

yes, it's raining.

Lan Jiechen looked up at the sky in a daze, and he didn't know whether it was tears or rain in the corners of his eyes, and he let the rain wash over his body.

He no longer had any ability to resist, the Red Dragon King suit was scattered on the ground, the weeping blood spear was inserted beside him, and only half of his body was left, and the dantian was completely shattered.

This qiē came too weird, too sudden, who would have imagined that this was a tribulation within a calamity, and there was a tribulation of light on top of the Colorful Soul Destroying Thunder.

Lan Jiechen was like an ordinary person who was hit by a speeding truck on the highway and had no ability to resist.

"Ga ......"

The little yellow duck flew to Lan Juechen's side at some point, his eyes full of sadness.

"Stupid boy, this is fate, even I didn't calculate, there is still a light extinguishing thunder calamity brewing on top of this colorful soul destroying thunder, and the sky will destroy you. If only your Lucky Aura cooldown was up, maybe there was a chance to live. Maybe we're wrong, we're all wrong. It's probably because you've opened up the small universe in your body, but you've been locked by the sky......"

"Quack quack...... Stupid boy, what else do you have to say. ”

Lan Jiechen opened his mouth and revealed a bright smile, his face was shockingly pale.

The only remaining right hand took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and was about to say something, but his head tilted, and there was no more breath.

"Quack Quack ......"

The little yellow duck screamed in great grief.

He hated himself for not being able to save Lan Jiechen, and watching Lan Jiechen die like this, the feeling of his powerlessness to return to heaven made him crazy.

The little yellow duck was sad and sorrowful, and the aura of the tyrant enveloped the whole land, and the demon beasts who originally wanted to come to find out stopped one after another.

They fled in horror, fearing that they would be targeted by the owner of this mysterious tyrant and become each other's meal.

"Quack Quack ......"

Two crystal tears crossed the corners of the little yellow duck's eyes, dripping on Lan Juechen's cold face, entering the corners of Lan Juechen's mouth, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

At some point, the rain quietly stopped. The wind, too, held its breath, and the mountain became very quiet. In the distance, an unknown bird began to crow, as if pouring out the joy of the bath. Nearby, the raindrops that had gathered on the leaves of the trees were still dripping down into the small puddles on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound.

The mournful ducklings, the cold corpses, the scattered treasures, the ancient mottled ancient altar.

The valley was bleak.

I don't know how long it took, the little yellow duck stopped muttering to himself, but stood up and cast all kinds of spells, wanting to find Lan Jiechen's soul, even if it was a soul fragment.

The little yellow duck seemed to be crazy, tossing for seven days and seven nights, but it had no effect.

After the golden seven days, the little yellow duck gave up, he dug a tomb little by little with his wings, buried it next to the altar, and the weeping blood gun was fiercely inserted into Lan Juechen's tomb.

The little yellow duck dressed him handsomely, and did not hesitate to spend his own origin, but also to erase the power of the heavenly calamity, regenerate Lan Jiechen's stump, and put the Red Dragon King suit for Lan Juechen, put the music of life in his arms, and inserted two scorpion blades into the card slots of his combat shoes.

Lan Juechen seemed to be asleep, not dead.

"You said you like freedom, you don't like to be bound, and when you die, you simply bury you in the ground without a coffin. You said that even if you die, you have to die handsomely......"

The little yellow duck did not erect a tombstone, but inserted the broken immortal tablet in front of Lan Juechen's tomb. (To be continued......)