The giant sword was blocked, the group cultivators were killed, and the situation on the battlefield was about to turn over, but it was not of the slightest help to the thirteen langs in the tribulation. Now he is facing a test, if he succeeds, he will climb the immortal road and fly straight into the sky, and if he fails, he will die and become a wisp of smoke and dust between heaven and earth.

From the moment the giant sword rushed to the level, Thirteen Lang came to the point of life and death, and the four and five golden thunders fell to the top one after another, and his cultivation, physical body, and including the heavenly absolute had all been used to the peak, and he did his best.

Three Tribulations, Three Tribulations, Three Hundred and Sixty-Nine, each division is like a small pass on the cultivation road, among which the last Tribulation Thunder is the most powerful, at least equivalent to the sum of the first two paths.

What's more!

The eyes above the head slowly opened, and the brewing time was unusual, and the thick gold was smeared from the inside to the outside, like gold paint, until a pillar of heaven was piled up. The majestic and violent aura filled it, slowly released, and the person was so breathless that he couldn't straighten his waist. is the same as the catastrophe, the four cultivators accompanied the thirteen Lang to rush through the customs together, but the condensed robbery eye and thunder are completely different, the contrast is like the monarch in front of the palace, the tiger roars and the wolves.

With a click, the robbery door opened, the robbery eyes opened a few minutes again, and the thick coercion began to leak out, wantonly washing a qiē in the starry sky; After a while, the heavenly clouds condensed and formed, and the golden beads in the sky were facing the fire wheel above Thirteen Lang's head, the light of Haoyang and the golden light were contrasted, and four silver flowers were sprinkled around, indescribably beautiful and sacred, and the inexhaustible heaviness and solemnity.

"Shhh

Seeing this, the four quasi-robbery monks gasped.

Breaking two levels in a row, not to mention accumulation, solidification and cultivation, Thirteen Lang fought and was injured, and he didn't even have time to take a breath when he was worried.

In sight. The ten-zhang firefowl incarnated by Thirteen Lang was tired, the sun was gloomy overhead, and the sky was absolutely silent in his claws, without the fierceness of the roaring sky just now.

"Is it on purpose?" the onlookers silently asked themselves in their hearts, worried.

The catastrophe is a matter of life and death, with the wisdom and cunning of the human race. It's impossible not to bother looking for a trick to get through it. Not to mention, they really found some solutions, the most important of which is: disguise.

Carrying thunder is like an exam, the better the score, the stronger the thunderstorm, on the contrary, if the score is poor, the thunderstorm will also be slightly "released". During the tribulation, if the monk feels difficult, he can suppress the aura of cultivation when the thunder is brewing, and to put it bluntly, he is pretending to be cowardly. Attempts to influence the judgment of the Heavenly Dao and reduce the intensity of the thunderstorm. And vice versa, if you feel like a thunderstorm and have more strength, the monk will explode more cultivation in the early stage of the thunderstorm, making it easy to escape the tribulation.

The monk understood it as reaching out to the way of heaven in exchange for a stronger thunderstorm, and then in exchange for more heavenly gifts, and those who have the ability and courage to do so are all cultivators. The strength is far superior to that of monks of the same level.

The most obvious example is right in front of us, the Thirteen Lang Chong Habitat. His posture was arrogant, even arrogant, and when the Heavenly Tribulation turned into a reward, his multicolored thunder pillar was obviously thicker than others, and contained more power.

It must be mentioned that, both positive and negative, there is no theoretical basis for these practices. Whether there is an effect or not, a large part of the dù is speculated by the monk himself, just to comfort. Still take Thirteen Lang as an example, maybe those practices are redundant, no matter whether they are arrogant or cowardly, the result is the same.

How powerful the way of heaven is. How can it be so easy to be deceived?

The point is that if the current Thirteen Lang is dying, if he does this deliberately, it proves that his confidence in crossing the tribulation has been shaken and he needs to use means to cheer himself up;

Neither of them bodes well.

The golden light was immense, and the thick sound gathered above Thirteen Lang's head, feeling like it was pressing on everyone's heart, very heavy.

Some people gloated and even prayed for its failure, such as the monk Lobsang who saw this scene, such as the bald old man who was rushing towards him, such as those who were born with a scornful heart.

Another example, Qi Shouren, and Qi Fei

"Golden Thunder Empowerment, Coronation in the Tribulation!"

Inside the soul flag, among the tens of millions of people, Qi Shouren's thin face had a gloomy expression, and Qi Fei behind him was like a puppet, and his honest and even wooden face twitched slightly, unable to hide his inner shock and jealousy.

The battle was raging, the monks on both sides were so intertwined that it was difficult to tell who was who and who was not, and everywhere there was a rolling storm that killed countless people. Such a battlefield is far more dangerous than the land of the mad spirit, and everyone cannot protect themselves unless they go all out.

Qi Shouren seemed to be at ease, flying around to attack and kill Brother Luosang, and it was difficult to fight even after the catastrophe.

In terms of cultivation, Qi Shouren is only in the early stage of the tribulation, and he is lucky to be able to save his life, but he doesn't know what the truth is, but his opponent suddenly shrank when he looked at it and collided, and ten percent of his power was swung out of three or four percent at best. What is especially incredible is that Qi Shouren has the self-healing ability comparable to, no, far beyond that of demon beasts, and even the wounds of severed limbs can be quickly recovered, as if he is immortal!

In addition, Qi Shouren is unpredictable, clever in casting, good at grabbing fighters, and Qi Fei who is like a puppet on the surface, but the actual effect is unimaginable, and he has repeatedly rescued dangers.

Those who pay attention to the observation will appear, and between him and Qi Shouren, they can be exchanged!

With the unpredictable means of ghosts and gods, the young master of the Qi family, who had not been officially sealed, slaughtered all directions, led the strongest team of the Qi family, and gradually became one of the six clans;

Leading the heroes to be arrogant, especially now that the young master of the Qi family is returning and there will be a battle for the heir later, Qi Shouren and Qi Fei have reason to cheer for their own appearance. However, the fact is that he, like the bald old man, has long focused not on the battlefield, but on the mad spirit land, under the power of the sky, the person who crossed the catastrophe.

"Little brute!" As he galloped, the bald old man stared at the cold and merged his two swords into one.

"Evil obstacles!" flipped his hand to kill a monk Luosang, Qi Shouren cursed secretly, his expression distorted.

"Don't succeed, don't!" I don't know what discouragement is in my life, and at this moment, His Highness Fei actually felt a trace of panic

Click!

After a moment of silence, as the silver light tore through the sky, the rumbling thunder exploded continuously, and the golden thunder robbery eye was about to be fully opened, and the surrounding four pillars of silver light walked in front, and the mighty was coming.

"Roar!"

Four roars. One of the silver rays shone brightly, and it didn't let it go at all compared to the heavenly thunder. The man with the axe on his back soared into the sky, and the sharp axe spun out of the Milky Way, dancing with the thunder in the air. The other three cultivators followed suit, each exerting their strongest magical powers and fighting to the death.

The robbery is a dead end. Unlike other realms, monks can feel the will of heaven a little bit and judge whether this calamity is an end or not. Right now, the four cultivators decided in their hearts that this was the last hurdle, and they could open the sky if they passed it.

So what are you hesitating about!

With all his might, the man with the axe performed the wind and killed in one go, and split the thunder into countless sections.

A hundred years ago, it was able to break through the catastrophe, but it was not enough to be grounded, and the treasures that had been waiting for a hundred years and seeing it could not be fished; I feel like I've entered a new world, full of new ideas, full of new ideas, and full of fragrance everywhere.

"Go to the immortals!"

It was not the initiative to do it, the long howl naturally started from the dantian, and the man with the axe was full of pride, and then swung the axe three times.

"Kill!"

Since then, the method of pouring wind and killing has added a new realm, and it has gone further than the person who created it.

"Kill!"

The same sound came from heaven. Everyone was stunned.

Thunder fell from the sky, and the sky is absolutely forbidden area. How can there be a human voice?

Looking up, the middle robbery eye exploded out of thin air, the golden light was like a needle, and one of the huge palms, the five fingers opened and faced the top of Thirteen Lang's head, and he was dead.

"Ahh

This moment. I don't know how many people are desperate and crying out in anger.

"Good!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people were ecstatic in their hearts, looking at the sky and shouting.

"Alas!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people sighed silently. Shake your head frequently.

"Kill!"

At this moment, only one person is still indifferent and calm, pouring the anger of the whole body into an instant, and gathering the sword body with full strength in an instant, Thirteen Lang slowly raised his head, his expression was calm and not like a living person, only a trace of sarcasm was kept on his face, and he was cold to the sky.

"I thought I couldn't guess who you were?"

"I really thought I didn't know where you were?"

"Thought I didn't know what you were going to do?"

"I really thought I didn't know what you did?"

"Breaking through the realm and opening the boundary, a realm and a catastrophe, after my four hundred years of nurturing, the realm soul world has taken shape, you borrow the mad spirit, use immeasurable, and finally pass through me, leaving the introduction in it. ”

"Only when I break through the realm and attract heaven and earth can I open the realm soul world, and only at this time can you make the most of the power of this world, and only then can you be sure that after entering the realm, you will win the battle and seize the body of the 'junior', right?"

"This means that although you are the way of heaven, you have actually come out of the world, or have been abandoned by the world, so you have provoked a war of living beings, hindered reincarnation, and then destroyed the miè world with your own hands, destroying the root that gave birth to you and nurtured you!"

"You, you, with the wisdom of all souls, thinking for hundreds of millions of years, in the end you only want to come up with this idea, do you think you are a fool, are you a waste?"

The golden palm is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and at this moment, it is even more reverberatory, like mockery, but also like the shame of being stabbed in the sore spot.

There was no doubt that Thirteen Lang thought it was the latter, and continued his words proudly.

"From life to death, from life to catastrophe, according to the past, I will open the world twice, leaving you with two chances to seize the world!"

"Breaking the Habitat, you gave me a strong temptation, but unfortunately the door of the Realm Soul has not been opened, are you disappointed?"

"Chong Robbery Pass, you give me unlimited killing opportunities, Jin Lei is not an adventure at all, but to force me to call for blessing and help, right?"

"Why don't you want to think about it, why do I dare to break through two realms in a row?"

"Because I know that you will definitely fulfill me, you will definitely help me succeed, even if it is a deadlift, you will lift me up!"

"Originally, I wished someone would take the realm soul away and give it to you for the sake of breaking the calamity, which is good. ”

After a long speech, the golden palm reached the top of his head, and Thirteen Lang still didn't move, and asked silently: "Now that the situation has changed, the world soul is blessed, and Defu is my son." Do you think that I will sell my son in order to rush through the level and survive for myself?"

Time and space are paused. It's like God has a problem, and it takes a moment to think about it.

Jusan Lang didn't give him time.

"Kill me, or wait for another opportunity, you choose!"

The roar of the fierce, the strongest kill, the sun, the sky, the firebird, the human body, the four methods kill together.

"Roar!"

"Can't let him continue!"

In the distance, I heard the fierce killing machine, and the bald old man roared and shook his sword, and the cold stars were thousands of miles.

"Kill!"

(To be continued!)

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