Chapter Seventy-Four: Thunderstorm
Soon after he entered the door, another man touched him and stretched out his hand to push it towards the door.
His hand had just touched the door panel, when suddenly there was a crisp sound, and half of the sharp tip of the knife pierced through the door panel and stabbed him in the chest.
Fortunately, this person has always been vigilant, and when something happened, he hurriedly sacrificed a small blue shield.
The shield of the small shield protrudes outwards into an arc, and the grid-like lines are carved on it, like the shape of a turtle's shell.
The scimitar stabbed the shield, but did not stop at all, and stabbed it directly, and then the blade of the knife was twisted, and the door panel and the shield were divided into two pieces at the same time, and fell to the ground, raising a puff of dust.
"Le Daoyou, why did you follow Li all the way?" Li Fenhe and Le Kefang stood opposite each other, there was no surprise on his face, and he still had a faint smile like a friend meeting, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the tip of the knife as he spoke.
"It's just a coincidence. Le Kefang didn't admit that he was following, secretly urging spiritual power to try to repair the small wounds on his hands.
"I might as well ask a different question. He put the knife into the sheath and didn't seem to plan to continue to do it, "You follow me, is it your own intention, or Huang Mantao's meaning?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about. Le Kefang said, stepping back little by little, not daring to put his back to the other party.
"Le Daoyou, let me tell you a secret. When I created the scabbard of this knife, I deliberately cast a poison groove in the sheath, and whenever the scimitar was sheathed, the blade would be coated with the poison in the groove. For cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, although this poison cannot be seen to seal their throats, it cannot be dissolved by spiritual power alone without an antidote. ”
As soon as the words fell, Le Kefang only felt that the sky was spinning, he staggered a few steps, had nowhere to support, and fell on his back.
Li Fenhe bent down, looked at him and said with a smile: "Le Daoyou, if you don't explain truthfully, I'm afraid that even the immortals will be difficult to save." ”
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Ten days later, in a deep mountain ten miles away from Wuyong City, Yang Ziyi sat cross-legged in the center of the courtyard. Above his head, a five-colored aura vortex was gradually taking shape.
After leaving the Wanbao Pavilion, Li Quan and Zhang Songwen slowly digested the spiritual fluid remaining in their bodies, reached the peak of the Dan Period, and then under the guidance of Wei Guya's hand, they successively completed the breakthrough from the Dan Stage to the Yuan Infant Period.
Now, it's finally Yang Ziyi's turn.
"Smack-"
Everyone was looking up at the aura vortex, when suddenly a thunderbolt slashed down without warning, hitting Yang Ziyi's side, striking a fist-sized hole.
"It's ...... Cloud robbery?"
Wei Guya found that above the aura vortex, a large number of black clouds gathered together, and the silver snake dancing in the black clouds was faintly visible, and a gradually rising violent aura quickly approached everyone with the power of heaven and earth.
In Wei Guya's cognition, only when the Yuanying breaks through to the out-of-body situation, there will be a catastrophe, and the thunder tribulation is the most common kind of calamity.
But no matter how common it is, it shouldn't appear when it breaks through from the Yudan stage to the Yuan Infant stage!
Wei Guya looked at Yang Ziyi, who closed his eyes tightly, and sighed with emotion in his heart.
This guy has been in the Dan period since he was born, he is immortal for thousands of years, and his cultivation has not increased at all, and now he has finally made a breakthrough in the realm, but he has ushered in a thunderstorm.
What a monster!
Maybe he helped him break through the realm, but it angered God, so he sent down thunder as a punishment.
But I don't know if God has calculated that there is still a Zhong Lidao standing behind Yang Ziyi?
"You go up first, and if you can't stand it, I'll go up again. Zhong Lidao looked at the dark clouds and said lightly.
The rest nodded, staring intently at the changes in the air.
Finally, a dazzling thunderbolt fell, slashing straight at the top of Yang Ziyi's head.
Zhang Songwen took a step across, the long sword in his hand was raised lightly, and a green light shrouded him and Yang Ziyi.
Although it is still an old trick, as his realm has improved, the appearance of the move has also changed.
The dark green trail on the mask before had now evolved into a small green dragon, swimming flexibly on the surface of the mask with the guidance of the tip of the sword.
The thunder light slashed, Zhang Song heard that the tip of the sword was raised, and the green dragon raised his head sharply on the thunder light, and then the thunder light was deflected by the top and reflected in the other direction.
"Boom-"
The reflected lightning struck another hill, knocking down trees.
The thunderstorms that fall in the thunder tribulation are generally from weak to strong, and the weakest thunderstorms can be dealt with with even the cultivators at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage with their bare hands, so Zhang Songwen didn't feel how hard it was.
One thunder fell, and the second thunder came out again, and a thunderbolt several times thicker than before fell again.
Zhang Song heard the old trick again, but this time, although the green dragon withstood the thunder, but could not bounce it away, the green light mask has been hard to resist the "baptism" of the thunder, and when the thunder light dissipated, the light mask has reached the point of being on the verge of breaking.
The thunder tribulation didn't give Zhang Songwen a chance to breathe at all, and immediately lowered the third tribulation thunder.
Compared with the previous two thunders, the appearance of this tribulation thunder was very different, and when it fell, a red trajectory burned in the air!
Wei Guya's face changed, and he saw that Zhang Songwen would definitely not be able to withstand this third thunderstorm, and just about to help, Li Quan on the side had already taken the lead.
Above the green light mask, crystal clear ice flowers suddenly bloomed, and then the petals scattered, forming a layer of ice.
Within the light shield, countless vines poked out of the ground, twisted into a cone with each other, and after penetrating the ice, they quickly expanded and stabbed at the thunder light from the bottom up.
The vine cone was bombarded by the thunder light, and the blackened broken vine continued to fly out, but the vine grew much faster than the speed destroyed by the thunder light, although the tip of the vine cone was smoothed, but the subsequent vine pillar always maintained the momentum of upward lifting until the thunder stopped.
After Li Quan broke through to the Yuan Infant Stage, he awakened Qing'er's bloodline, and his spiritual power carried an extremely cold meaning, which could condense into ice with a slight urge.
Aquatic wood, and fire, Li Quan and Zhang Songwen matched men and women, and finally succeeded in stopping this third thunderstorm.
Even if it seems to be going well so far, Wei Guya feels that the current situation is not optimistic.
A thousand years ago, in order to break through the realm, Wei Guya also collected a lot of information about the tribulation, but among the information he collected, there was no mention of other attributes of the tribulation. As far as he knows, when crossing the thunder tribulation, it is often one or more thunderbolts that are struck, and it is passed after it is carried over, and it is cool if it cannot be resisted.
However, the third tribulation thunder just now, in addition to being thunder itself, also clearly has the attribute of fire.
What's wrong?
Don't do it half-cooked, you have to bake people with electric belts, and the whole thing is fully cooked?