Chapter 205: The Door
Ximen Tian dodged the fatal blow and was pierced by several flying swords, blood slowly dripping. The faint gold in the bright red blood exuded the coercion peculiar to the superior.
"I see!" The envoy saw the special aura on Ximen Tian's blood, and his killing intent became even heavier.
Not only did he want to kill Ximentian, but he also had to extract all his bloodlines and dedicate them to the emperor!
Ximen Tian twisted around in the array, and Qingluan's fire sword formed a wall of fire with him as the center, and the protective power of the Buddha family was proudly blessed in the wall. However, under the joint efforts of the immortal cultivators of the waning moon, the wall of fire that had become from the fire broke in an instant like paper paste.
"It's over. Ximen Tian closed his eyes and quietly waited for death to come.
"Boom!" A heavenly thunderbolt collided with the formation, exuding an aura of destruction and destruction!
"What is this?" The people of the waning moon looked dazed, and the formation suddenly became unstable, and they seemed to be stunned.
A majestic eye in the clouds opened again, looking at the sacrificial platform directly below.
Another Heavenly Thunder! The Second Path of the Five-Nine Thunder Tribulation!
"Don't care, kill Ximen Tian quickly!" As soon as the leader's voice fell, the thick heavenly thunder at the mouth of the bowl slashed down again. The people of Wanyue felt threatened, and they were forced to gather their strength to defend themselves against the attack from above.
"Boom!" These days thunder is a fatal blow to Ximen Tian, but it is nothing in front of this line of high-level immortal cultivators who assassinated him, as long as they form a formation, they can be stopped.
But it was this block, the heavens were angry! Because someone had challenged its majesty! No immortal cultivator had ever dared to challenge the laws of the heavens, not even the supreme sword saint in the Eight Desolations!
"Heavenly ...... Heavenly punishment is impossible, the thunder tribulation has clearly been ......" The envoy looked at the sky and the black pressure flashed with thunderbolts, and his eyes showed a look of horror.
"Boom!" The heavenly thunder that was equivalent to a blow from the Immortals fell! Everyone in the waning moon used their secret techniques one after another, trying their best to block this blow.
"Boom!" the nine thunder dragons merged into one, roaring towards it and devouring it!
After the tea time, Ximen Tian looked at the tattered corpses around him, and couldn't help but gasp. These immortal cultivators of the waning moon are all gone!
"Rubbish!" a roaring voice came from the Spirit Binding Abyss, which shook the two cliffs and made them tremble.
"The Emperor is angry!"
Far away on the Manjushri Mountains, a Zen master looked shocked. He has been born for thousands of years.
In the past thousand years, the most powerful person he has ever seen is only a handful of Daoxuan monks who have survived the Fifty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, and only one has survived, and this peerless genius has already cultivated to the Supreme Immortal! He is the powerful Zhang Tianshi who fought with Su Qin in the capital!
"Sixty-nine Thunder Tribulation!"
Ximen Tian received the forty-fifth thunder, and the four elephants hovering around him were on the verge of shattering. His head was groggy, and it was clear that he was running out of strength.
In the forty-sixth way, the Qingluan Fire Sword was knocked away again! In the forty-seventh way, the spirit of the Vermilion Bird was scattered! In the forty-eighth way, the four elephant formations were broken! In the forty-ninth way, Ximen Tian was exhausted!
The fiftieth heavenly thunder was as thick as a bucket, shaped like a horned jiao, and rushed towards Ximen Tian with the breath of destruction!
Ximen Tian shouted, turned into a spirit sword, and traced the thunder! At the moment of contact with the heavenly thunder, a huge explosion was heard, and a mushroom cloud rose from the sacrificial platform.
"Don't!" Su Qin exclaimed, and the nine-stringed piano in his hand quickly appeared.
"Donor, don't do it, you can't save him, but you will incur your own disaster!" A Zen master was quick with his eyes, and a barrier quickly blocked it.
"Get out of the way, stinky monk!" Su Qin's beautiful face was full of coldness.
"Amitabha, since you are an immortal, why don't you understand the way of heaven. A Zen master looked at the gray sky with compassion in his eyes.
"For him, even if it is against the sky?" Su Qin looked at Ximen Tian gently, and with a wave of his sleeves, the barrier disappeared into invisibility.
"Qin'er, don't come here. "Ximen Tian's whole body was not injured, and his skin was scorched black by the thunder. He squeezed out the last of his spiritual power, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qingluan flew away from the fire sword and returned to his hand.
The sword snapped and rested on his neck.
"You have done so much for me, and today, I carry it myself. Ximen Tian looked at Su Qin affectionately, like a dialogue of farewell to the immortals and demons before the war.
Fifty-first Heavenly Thunder! Ximen Tian closed his eyes and recalled everything in the past. The silent picture passed through my mind in a short moment, as if this moment was a lifetime.
"Are you willing to end it like this?" A tall man in a golden robe walked towards Ximentian, with two dragon horns strangely growing on his head.
"You saved me once. Ximen Tian smiled, his eyes revealing a little tiredness.
The man didn't speak, silently waiting for his answer.
"You are very strong and can fight against the punishment of heaven, but even so, you will die from the power of the laws of heaven and earth, let alone me?"
"I'm dead, but I've pursued. You were an immortal king before, and you are also a hegemon in the immortal world. But even the Immortal Emperor you have been pursuing will never understand what it means to live with chaos, nor do you know what it means to destroy the stars with a snap of a finger, nor do you understand what the law of control is. "This tall dragon-horned man is the Dragon Emperor who wants to pursue the ethereal realm.
"So, you want me to help you fulfill this long-cherished wish?"
"Yes and no. The Dragon Emperor was noncommittal, and pointed at Ximen Tian's forehead. At this time, Ximen Tian had a splitting headache!
"Ang!" a dragon roar resounded through the sky. The fifty-first heavenly thunder was torn in two by Simon Tiansheng!
"Dragon vein body, no wonder. A Zen master looked at the heavenly thunder as thick as a bucket being taken down, revealing a look of amazement.
In the last thunder, the clouds were gone, and a silver dragon swooped towards Ximen Tian.
The heavens and the earth are all discolored, the living beings are lying on their stomachs, the sun and the moon are dark, and the mountains and rivers are shaking!
"Hahaha, hahahaha!" Ximen Tian smiled wantonly, the lines of the dense dragon scales on his body slowly emerged, his face was also covered with a few scales, and there were two protrusions on his forehead, which looked extremely ugly.
He also turned into a dragon!
One gold and one silver are like the interweaving of yin and yang between heaven and earth, exuding a strange and soft light. At the foot of the mountain, all the monks looked at such a bizarre scene in amazement, looking up and sighing.
"Good. "A Zen master recites a Buddha horn.
The huge shock wave flattened the mountain, and the golden statue of Manjushri still stood tall in the center of the shock wave, and the expression of benevolence remained the same, like a true Buddha.
"This, where is this?" Ximen Tian looked around in confusion. This is not the sea of knowledge, nor is it a dream.
"Dragon Emperor, are you there?" Ximen Tian called, echoing in the vast white space.
"Hey. The Dragon Emperor was completely silent.
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying came, and Simon turned his head violently. A door appeared behind him at some point.
The moment he reached out and touched the door, his heart trembled.