His empty eyes were filled with purple thunder and lightning, and he indifferently looked at the anomaly between heaven and earth, knowing that this anomaly originated from the ink evil, but as the first peerless Tianjiao in history to survive the world-destroying thunder tribulation, he had absolute confidence to kill the ink evil.

At this moment, Mo Xie is still sitting on the altar, his eyes are looking at the black clouds in the sky, his face is not sad or joyful, it has reached this time, it is useless to be nervous and afraid, because these negative emotions will only affect your own performance.

"I'm going to make it. ”

Mo Xie looked determined, and he whispered softly, as if to cheer himself up.

Bang!

There was a roaring sound in the clouds, without any warning, a pitch-black thunder mixed with a large number of black flames fell from the sky in an instant, the thunder tribulation of the ink evil is different from the empty world-destroying thunder tribulation, his thunder tribulation is called the supreme tribulation, this kind of thunder tribulation has never appeared in this heaven and earth, and there is no written record.

He, Mo Xie, is the only one in heaven and earth who has survived the supreme thunder tribulation.

The pitch-black thunder was accompanied by black flames, and the speed of falling was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the thunder had appeared in front of Mo Xie's eyes, with a palpitating aura, and suddenly appeared.

"Come, show me your power!"

Mo Xie shouted, there was no dodge, he knew that he had no empty means, no empty spiritual weapon to protect himself, he only had a long knife and ancestral spirit root in his hand, and what he had was just a belief in moving forward.

"Killing Realm!"

He raised his hands, his eyes revealing an ethereal color, and the ground under his feet began to emerge with scarlet blood lines, like blood-soaked dirt appeared at his feet, and countless silver-white bone fragments were scattered on the ground.

The whole heaven and earth were shaken, and the faint wail mixed with the tragic aura wandered throughout the killing realm, and countless negative emotions of death, evil, and killing were contained in it.

"Advent!"

Mo Xie made the loudest voice in his life, his voice began to hoarse, he knew that it was possible that he would survive in this world for the last time of his life, with supreme decisiveness and firmness, his hands slammed on the ground.

Rumble!

At this time, the thunder had already arrived in front of him, and the killing world and the thunder slammed together, making a loud noise that made people's ears deaf, and a large amount of black flames broke out in an instant, and began to burn the killing world, and the black thunder and scarlet spiritual power were mixed together, biting each other, fighting each other, and it was difficult to solve for a while.

"Killing Shadow!"

Mo Xie's hands continued to pinch, and suddenly pointed in the killing realm, one after another scarlet blood-like killing spirit power appeared, mixed with each other, and a humanoid figure appeared in front of Mo Xie, his whole body was blood red, his face was feminine, and his body exuded a terrifying resentment, although he only had the strength of the peak of blood condensation, but the aura emitted was very amazing, this person was Chu He.

In the Killing Realm, there is currently the only Killing Shadow.

"Go!"

The ink evil gave an order to the Killing Shadow, and the Killing Shadow trembled, let out a roar, turning into a blood-red afterimage, and in an instant, it appeared between the Killing Realm and the Tribulation Thunder, and a bloody sword appeared beside him, and the sword qi surged, and it bombarded towards the Tribulation Thunder.

To make this Killing Shadow, the Ink Evil almost worked hard, not only consuming a huge amount of killing spirit power, but also fusing a trace of the Ink Evil's soul.

This Killing Shadow can exert 100% of its strength, but it has a big drawback, that is, as long as someone destroys the Killing Shadow, a trace of his soul will also be wiped out.

Rumble!

The sound of the sonic boom kept appearing, and because of the addition of the Killing Shadow, the thunderbolt began to gradually retreat, and the burning black flame began to become smaller and disappear along with the thunderbolt.

The first thunderstorm has passed!

The battle between the two is actually a matter of an instant, and no one knows the danger in it, it can be said that as long as Mo Xie had hesitated at the beginning, he would have fallen under the first thunderstorm on the spot.

However, he is not in an intact state now, the killing realm has been destroyed by black thunder and black flames, the surface is full of depressions and cracks, and it is only one step away from shattering, although it can be repaired with killing, but it can no longer be used in a short period of time.

Scold!

Mo Xie took out the Huangquan Iron that had initially turned into the shape of a long knife from the storage ring, his eyes looked at the thunderclouds above the sky with resolute eyes, and the corners of his mouth crossed a touch of ferocity, it was not his style to be beaten passively.

"Kill!"

All the physical strength poured into his legs, and the whole person rushed straight into the clouds like a roc bird rushing into the sky.

Boom! Boom!

The moment the ink evil rushed into the clouds, a sound began to explode in the pitch-black clouds, like water in a hot oil pot, making a crackling sound.

"I seem to have seen a figure rushing into the clouds!"

"I think I saw it too. ”

"Which fierce man would do this, isn't he afraid of death?"

The tribulation is the most dangerous time in the monk's life, the slightest carelessness will be wiped out, so almost all the monks will subconsciously sit in place, waiting for the arrival of the thunderstorm, no monk will rush directly into the catastrophe cloud to cross the tribulation, because no one will have the confidence to survive the thunder and lightning that is so violent that it explodes.

But Mo Xie is different, since he first entered the immortal cultivation realm, he has never sat still, because he thinks that only taking the initiative is the best way, if the monk takes the initiative to create between heaven and earth, if he does not take the initiative, will he wait for the creation to run in front of him? If he does not take the initiative, will he passively bear the danger? Is this different from the fish on the chopping board?

Therefore, Mo Xie did not hesitate, he was determined to die, and blocked all his retreats, in order to be able to devote himself to this catastrophe with no way out.

Peng!

In the clouds, some strange changes have occurred, the clouds that were originally as black as ink and without any color are now mixed with a huge amount of scarlet, this is the killing power of the ink evil, and what he is facing now is no longer a thunderbolt, but the entire cloud.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

In the clouds, the ink evil waved the Huangquan Iron in his hand, and his arms kept agitating pieces of powerful muscles, smashing the black tribulation thunder that had not yet been completely formed, and the whole person was full of blood, like a devil crawling out of hell.

The spiritual power was burning, the physical strength was fading, and one after another the thunder was shattered by him, turning into a smear of electricity and blooming around him, the Huangquan Iron in his hand exuded an extremely strong high temperature, and the original dark red surface had now turned bright red, just like when the ink evil had tempered him with blood and flames before.

But it's faster and more thorough than the Blood Flame Tempering.

The shape of the Yellow Springs Iron began to gradually transform, his thickness decreased at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and his straight body began to bend gradually, and the pale yellow mist wrapped around the Yellow Springs Iron Iron . In midair, small pebbles-sized ice condensed.

This is the Yellow Spring Qi contained in the Yellow Spring Evil Iron, originally this Qi Ink Evil could not be pulled out, because he did not have this ability and cultivation, maybe only the powerful have this ability.

But coincidentally, the evil aura contained in the black thunder just provoked the Yellow Springs Qi to counterattack, and every time the ink evil shattered a thunderbolt, the black electric sparks emitted automatically drilled into the Yellow Springs Evil Iron, and were swallowed by the Yellow Springs Qi, the pale yellow Yellow Spring Qi began to thicken, and a large number of whispering voices appeared from the ears of the ink evil.

Mo Xie didn't know whether this change was good or bad, and he wasn't in the mood to think about it, he only had one thought now, and that was to survive this catastrophe.

Ten courses!

Momochi!

A thousand ways!

Mo Xie had forgotten how many thunderbolts he had shattered, and his consciousness began to blur, and the injuries that had originally climbed the altar began to attack on him, coupled with the fact that his body was eroded by the power of thunder, the two erupted on his body at the same time, this is not the power of one plus one equals two, but one plus one equals ten.

Call!

The body of the ink evil began to fall from the clouds, the wind whistled in his ears, making his spirit slightly better, he stood on the ground with a knife, looked up, and saw that the thunderclouds that were originally full of rich thunder were a little sluggish at the moment, and they couldn't condense enough thunder power in a short period of time.

He exhaled lightly, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a large amount of healing pills from the storage ring, and began to recover from his injuries.

If the clouds of tribulation do not disperse, his heavenly tribulation will not end, Mo Xie does not know how many thunder tribulations he will face, all he can do now is to silently recover his strength and wait for the next thunder tribulation.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly trembled, a touch of mystery and mystery, and the aura of mystery and mystery suddenly descended from the clouds to the ink demon, which caught him a little off guard, and then his body began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye.