Chapter Forty-Three: Just after the storm, the rain came
The changes of the Hengyuan faction below naturally did not attract Sima Yuan's attention.
At this moment, he seems to have tasted the benefits, this thunder tribulation, it seems to taste good.
No, or, more than just good.
It's also very enjoyable.
At the top of the main peak below, someone whispered: "This kid has picked up a big bargain."
Some people deeply believe that what the Thunder Tribulation is is not evolved from the origin of the Great Dao.
Therefore, what Sima Yuan devoured was not only the Thunder Tribulation, but also the origin of the Great Dao!
If you make an analogy now, Sima Yuan is like a mortal eating hot pot at this time.
It's hot, but the food is delicious.
Sima Yuan was so hot that he couldn't close his mouth.
A burst of shouts suddenly came: "Close!"
With a bang, it was like the meaning of seeing the sun and the moon through the clouds and mist, and countless people were refreshed.
I saw that under the attention of everyone, Sima Yuan suddenly took a bite.
The entire Thunder Tribulation was swallowed by Sima Yuan.
The man fell, knees cross-legged in the air.
The belly burned like a blazing fire, and the sound of explosions like thunder continued to sound.
At the same time, thunder, wire, and thunderbolts continued to erupt all around.
has made a radius of thousands of miles a forbidden area.
Sima Yuan snorted out of his mouth.
A mountain is gone.
The people there were shocked, your uncle, almost killed Lao Tzu.
Sima Yuan turned a deaf ear, and those immortal realms also understood that from today onwards, I was afraid that they would not be able to provoke Sima Yuan anymore.
Mud horses, people have really achieved Da Luo Jin Xian.
However, some people looked around and said faintly: "One of the three disasters has passed, and there are two disasters and one disaster." ”
Someone's heart moved, and his mind began to move.
There are also people who don't know: "I don't know which two disasters are left, which calamity?"
The man said lightly: "Wind disaster, rain disaster and human disaster."
They were stunned, and an invisible wind suddenly rose.
Drifted across the ocean, crossed the continent, and arrived at Hengyuan.
Suddenly, the entire Hengyuan faction felt so cold.
Someone even sneezed.
He looked at the squirted nose in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "It's evil, Lao Tzu has been cultivating the habitat for tens of thousands of years, and he still has a cold?"
"That's okay, Lao Tzu sneezed and even his nose fell off, what's going on?"
Someone exclaimed, "Look at him!"
They all looked at Sima Yuan intently, only to see a gust of wind blowing, and Sima Yuan's ears fell off.
The Immortal Realm Cultivator's ears naturally grew when they fell off, but when they got here, they didn't move.
They gasped, this storm was so evil.
On the top of the main peak, someone said in a deep voice: "Monk Hengyuan must stay in the mountain protection array."
Countless people felt a pang in their hearts, knowing that this was the existence of Da Luo who spoke.
I also understand the horror of the storm.
However, there are also people who do not believe in evil, or just want to feel the power of some wind disasters, and they can be regarded as knowing this and the other.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, his hand was gone.
Their faces were full of horror, and they said in disbelief: "This wind disaster can kill our immortal divinity!"
Everyone is solemn, and the secret road is dangerous.
The unlucky man looked gloomy and mournful.
Mother, I regret it.
If I had known, I wouldn't have tried.
However, in this world, all medicines are sold, and they are regret medicines.
I didn't have time to take care of this person, but I saw that after Sima Yuan's ears fell off, his arm popped and fell directly.
Turned to ashes.
They gasped, horror in their eyes.
They saw that after Sima Yuan's ear fell out, it was nothing, but after his arm fell, the breath on his body actually fell.
What does this mean, this shows that this part of Sima Yuan's strength has been permanently extinguished.
Completely obliterated.
Someone muttered to himself, "I finally understand why the ancestor has no hands."
They were silent.
The wind disaster is even more terrifying than the thunder disaster.
Directly killed the monk's 'immortal attribute'.
What's going on here?
Isn't that playing with them?
"Oh no, I'm afraid this one can't stand it!" someone turned pale.
They looked intently and saw that Sima Yuan's figure was crumbling, and he was about to fall.
Judging by its strength, it seems to have been seriously weakened.
Even Sima Yuan's cultivation was about to fall out of the immortal realm.
With a pop, Sima Yuan spat out a mouthful of thunder.
Yes, it's a mouthful of thunder.
His breath actually picked up a little.
But Sima Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and although his aura was constantly declining, his strength was constantly improving.
Even if he can outrun the weakening speed of the 'Wind Calamity', he can win the battle in one fell swoop.
At this time, a voice sounded above the peak: "Formation!"
An invisible light overshadowed Sima Yuan.
His breath was soothing.
Immediately, the gas engine quickly recovered.
In the blink of an eye, it will be half a step away.
Poof.
The extended array was directly breached.
Countless people changed color, but soon the great array enveloped again.
However, this time, Sima Yuan was not covered.
At the same time, the wind swept by, and Sima Yuan's breath fell sharply again.
Instantly fell into the Habitat.
But then, Sima Yuan suddenly opened his mouth.
The whale swallowed the immortal qi in the entire Hengyuan territory, and countless immortal veins shrank for it.
Someone is dripping blood in his heart, and he scolds secretly, Lao Tzu's immortal vein.
You're almost sucking the fuck dry.
Immediately, Sima Yuan's breath gradually eased.
It wasn't until half an hour later that he opened his eyes.
Leaning slightly towards the main peak, someone nodded slightly.
Sima Yuan immediately clicked to his feet, and waved his robe.
The wind dissipated.
At this point, the storm has passed.
There was a click, like a spring thunder exploding.
A light rain was falling.
Sima Yuan slowly raised his head, and after stretching out his hand, small raindrops pierced his palm.
There was a snort on his head like blood splattering.
No, it's just blood splattering.
His head was immediately riddled with holes.
The whole person is like being dripped into a sieve.
The rain is coming.
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