Over the years, Pudu Cihang has devoured the civil and military officials of the court one by one.

Every time he swallows one, he will let his demon son and grandson burrow into the official's body and play the role of this official, so as to continuously suck the fortune of the Ming Dynasty.

In just a few decades, with the help of national fortune and the incense of temples in the world, Pudu Cihang has cast the golden body of the Buddha more than ten zhang, and its strength has soared.

If Xu Anjue is the first person in the Ming Dynasty, then Pudu Cihang should be regarded as the second person.

Pudu Cihang's huge body continued to hover and fly in the sky.

A faint golden halo began to emanate from his body.

I can clearly feel that the aura in Pudu Cihang's body is rapidly becoming stronger.

……

A dragon chariot is suspended high in the sky.

The dragon chariot was hidden in the void, and Pudu Cihang was completely unaware of it.

Even Wang Xiaohei only noticed that something was wrong, but he couldn't find them.

On top of the dragon, there are many people.

Standing at the front was Zhu Yongqin, who was dressed in a dragon robe.

In the rear stood Xu Anjue, Liu Kaifeng, Mao Xiang and a faceless man.

Needless to say, Xu Anjue and the three of them all knew each other.

It is this faceless man, who has never appeared at all, and his aura is extremely powerful, at the peak of his path, and even his aura does not seem to be weaker than Xu Anjue.

Presumably, it should be a strong man hidden in the secret of the Ming court.

"You say, can he succeed as a national teacher?" Zhu Yongqin asked.

When several people heard this, they were all silent.

After a while, Liu Kaifeng said: "With the help of the national fortune dragon, the national teacher will hardly make mistakes, but at the last level, it depends on the national teacher himself." ”

"The Thunder Tribulation is his last level, and after he has crossed it, he will turn into a real dragon and become a demon immortal, otherwise, he can only die, and our plan will fail." Mao Xiang said.

"Becoming an immortal thunder tribulation, no one can help him, he can only rely on himself, I wait, just wait quietly." Facelings don't have mouths, but they can speak.

"Success or failure is in this move, if you succeed, my Ming will be immortal, and if you fail, I will continue to suffer disasters tomorrow, and I will survive!" Zhu Yongqin said slowly.

Take the Ming National Fortune to plan, the success is good, and it can make the Ming National Fortune to a higher level.

Once it fails, the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty will collapse and it will fall into a place of no return.

Natural disasters are continuous, and the surrounding countries invade, and they will inevitably fall into great turmoil.

Zhu Yongqin is very clear about this, but even so, he has to gamble on the world of the Ming Dynasty.

As time passed, the aura in Pudu Cihang's body became stronger and stronger.

"Click~~!"

Cracks began to spread over the shell of the giant centipede.

In the crack, golden light flashed out of it.

At this moment, the dark night sky was filled with golden light, which made it a little impossible to look at it directly.

At one point, the centipede's shell shattered.

"Groan!"

A dragon roar came out from the golden light, resounding between heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts.

I saw that above the sky, a black dragon more than ten zhang long appeared.

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palms are like a tiger, and the ears are like a cow!

By any measure, this is a real dragon!

A powerful momentum, coming down from a high altitude, Wang Xiaohei could clearly perceive the powerful power contained in it.

Wang Xiaohei felt a little suffocated, but he quickly got used to it.

Thundered!

At this moment, the sky flashed with a thunderous sound.

I don't know when, there are dense dark clouds all over the sky, and among the dark clouds, there are thunder flashes, and a heavenly power descends.

This heavenly power shocked Wang Xiaohei, and it seemed to overwhelm him a little.

"Is this Tianwei? Now I'm going to cross the tribulation, unless I use the bloodline rage, I'm afraid I'm going to die under the thunder tribulation." Wang Xiaohei muttered.

Between heaven and earth, the original rich demonic aura has disappeared.

In its place, there was an extremely pure force, as if it were spiritual power.

With the help of national fortune, this Pudu Cihang not only turned into a real dragon, but also eliminated all the demonic energy in the body and transformed it into pure spiritual power.

Just after surviving the next thunder tribulation, heaven and earth will send down gifts, convert their spiritual power into immortal power, and then open the ascension channel.

Of course, whether this ascension fellow will appear or not remains to be verified.

Because, for more than 2,000 years, there has been no transitional catastrophe and ascension.

"It's finished." Seeing Pudu Cihang's successful transformation into a dragon, Zhu Yongqin's face was overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, we still need to retreat to a safe distance, and the place where we are is still within the range of the Thunder Tribulation." The Faceling said in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Zhu Yongqin responded.

Without seeing any movement, the dragon chariot quickly disappeared in place.

The Thunder Tribulation can only be borne alone, and if outsiders intervene, the power of the Thunder Tribulation will increase.

In addition, outsiders will also be included in the strike of the Thunder Tribulation.

Even if they are not intervened, if they stay within range of the Thunder Tribulation, the Thunder Tribulation will automatically be regarded as a target, thus increasing the power of the Thunder Tribulation.

Therefore, if Pudu Cihang wants to survive the thunderstorm, he can only rely on himself.

Of course, Zhu Yongqin and they are not idiots.

Long ago, he gave many strange treasures to Pudu Cihang, just to let him survive the thunderstorm.

Wang Xiaohei couldn't stay where he was anymore because he felt palpitations.

It seems that if you stay there any longer, even if you are in another dimension, you will definitely not be able to escape the thunder that falls.

Fifty miles away, Wang Xiaohei was suspended in the air, staring intently at Pudu Cihang, who had crossed the catastrophe.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The sky was shrouded in thunder.

When the thunder dissipated, a huge scorched black pit appeared under the earth.

The black dragon flew out of the pit, trembling all over, and the shattered dragon scales fell down and grew back.

The first thunderstorm only slightly injured the black dragon.

"Boom!"

The second thunderbolt fell.

Pudu Cihang wanted to continue to resist with his body, but his complexion suddenly changed.

The thunderbolt directly penetrated the tail of Pudu Cihang, and a severed tail was blown out.

"Roar!" Pudu Cihang let out a painful roar, but ignored the broken dragon tail.

He looked up, continuing to look at the clouds.

This time, the dark clouds have changed slightly, and they are actually changing to blood.

Pudu Cihang's face changed slightly, and he immediately took out some heavenly treasures and pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

Almost instantly, the consumed mana was directly restored, including the broken tail, and it also grew back.

He is back in his prime.

"Click!"

A blood-colored thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Purdue Cihang had barely reacted, and the blood-colored thunder had already fallen on top of his head.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of explosions rang out from above the dragon's body.

Countless dragon scales exploded directly, and the entire body became a blur of flesh and blood.

A strange fragrance wafted out.

That's the scent of dragon's blood.

Any animal that has obtained dragon blood, as long as it survives and does not explode and die, it will be greatly improved and become a wurm.

This is also enough to prove how powerful the effect of dragon blood is.

Wang Xiaohei, who was fifty miles away, also smelled this strange fragrance.

Before he could make any moves, the bloody paper man on his chest jumped out.

He came to Wang Xiaohei and pointed in the direction of Pudu Cihang, dancing with his hands, very urgent.

This is dragon blood, or demon fairy-level dragon blood, which is many times stronger than Wang Xiaohei's spiritual blood.

"If you don't want to die, just stay honest with me." Wang Xiaohei grabbed the paper figure, and then pressed it into the hair.

Yes, Wang Xiaohei also wants to collect dragon blood, and even more wants to get his hands on the severed dragon tail.

This is dragon meat, it must be a super tonic, and the taste is beautiful.

But Pudu Cihang is still crossing the tribulation, and now he runs over, even if he uses the earth escape technique, he will definitely be affected by the thunder tribulation.

"Boom!"

The fourth thunderbolt fell.

This time, Pudu Cihang was even more miserable, his body was directly split in half, and he was directly cut into two from the abdomen.

This scene made Zhu Yongqin and others feel terrified, and they were even more anxious.

"This is the fivefold thunder tribulation, and there is the last one." The Faceling said in a deep voice.

'Is there a chance?' Zhu Yongqin was very anxious at the moment.

Silence, the crowd was silent, because they couldn't know exactly what the outcome would be.

According to the current state of Purdue Cihang, there is a high probability that there is no play.

However, maybe Pudu Cihang still has a back hand, after all, this thousand-year-old centipede essence has also sucked the national fortune for decades, and there are a lot of hole cards.

"The last thunderbolt is over."

Pudu Cihang was lying on the ground, and the dragon's blood flowed out without money.

He was already a true dragon at the moment, and his recovery power was extremely strong, but there was still a powerful calamity on the wound, which was difficult to heal.

He swallowed all his heavenly treasures and pills, and the wound stopped the blood.

Even so, it was still a serious injury.

The clouds above the sky began to shrink.

The calamity clouds that originally shrouded a radius of five miles were actually compressed into a short period of about 100 meters.

The entire cloud turned blood red, and the aura became more powerful.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored thunder with the thickness of a large vat fell from the sky and rushed straight to Pudu Cihang.

"Amitabha!"

A grand Buddha horn resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Golden light filled the night sky.

Pudu Cihang disappeared and was replaced by a golden Buddha statue of seventy or eighty zhang in size.

This giant Buddha is located on the seven-colored lotus seat, Zhou is very dazzling golden light, behind it, there is a circle of colorful Buddha light, it seems to be so Buddha spirit.

A terrifying thunderbolt struck the golden Buddha statue.

At this moment, the sky was shrouded in golden light and blood light.

With such a strong light, it has a little power, even if it is a strong person in the Dao, his eyes are black at this moment, and he can't see the movement over there at all.

Wang Xiaohei could barely see clearly.

After a long time, the light dissipated.

Along with the clouds of calamity in the sky, they also dissipated.

The bright moonlight fell again.

In the big pit, Pudu Cihang is still short in two.

The breath became a little weak, and the whole body was a little charred, and there was a smell of meat.

Although the breath was faint and he was in a near-death state, he had passed the thunderstorm.

(End of chapter)