Chapter 144: Deadwood Questioning (Fourth Watch)

However, even so, in the face of the clouds and the roaring thunder, the water condensation frost is still a little afraid, this thunder tribulation is not a joke, with a random blow, you can easily kill a low-level saint, even if a third-order saint goes up, if you take a hit, you will definitely die.

Even if it is the current realm of water condensation, it has been struck by lightning four or five times, and it is estimated that it is about the same.

Lu Zheng sighed lightly, he still ignored this point, in the Flood Desolation Remnant Realm, because of the broken rules, there was no Thunder Tribulation, or the Thunder Tribulation was very weak, but after arriving here, the intensity of the Thunder Tribulation was directly raised to a notch, and in the face of this situation, the water condensation frost without any preparation was naturally blinded.

With a wave of his hand, the Eighteen Purgatory, instantly emerged, shrouded in the top of the water condensation frost's head: "Don't worry, with my natal magic weapon to protect you, there will definitely be no problem." ”

Today's Eighteen Purgatory, the power has been raised to a terrifying level, even in the face of the Saint Tribulation, it will not be inferior in the slightest, and after experiencing this Tribulation, the Eighteen Purgatory may be upgraded again, reaching the level of a fourth-order saint magic weapon.

It's a pity that Lu Zheng can't personally fight against the thunder tribulation, otherwise it will inevitably lead to the wrath of the heavens, and an even more terrifying calamity will come, which will harm others and himself.

"Where did the thunder come from? Who is crossing the tribulation?" The situation here attracted the entire mountain peak, and even the monks on the hundreds of surrounding peaks, the saint tribulation was too grand, from a distance, the eyes were full of thunder, almost covering the range of hundreds of thousands of light years.

"I can't really see it, but it should be the area where the inner disciple is located, it's strange, could it be that there is an inner disciple who has broken through to the realm of a saint?" But looking at the power of this thunder, it doesn't look like a disciple who has just broken through, but it looks like a thunder tribulation in the middle of the saint!" Some people looked at the thunder suspiciously, but they couldn't see the water condensation frost that was crossing the tribulation in it.

"Yes, this is the thunder of the saint's quadruple, I have experienced it, it can be said that it is still fresh in my memory, I was almost hacked to death at the beginning, fortunately there is a fake death pill, let me hide from the world, and now I have a fear of the thunder tribulation, and the saint's fivefold tribulation has not dared to trigger. A monk said.

Soon, Zhu Jiutian, the Deadwood Sage and the others were all alarmed, and the Deadwood Sage took a few of his disciples, looking at the area where the thunder broke out, and his brows furrowed slightly: "This disciple, a few days ago, was still in the Immortal King realm, how could he suddenly be promoted to the Saint Realm, and it is a Saint Quadruple!"

Without hesitation, as soon as the Deadwood Sage moved, he flew towards the thunder with his five disciples.

Of the five true disciples of the Deadwood Saint, the lowest is also the Saint Quadruple, and they have already experienced the thunder tribulation encountered by the water condensation frost, so they will naturally not be afraid.

And just to watch, if you don't interfere, the thunder won't affect them.

Feeling the breath of the Deadwood Saint and the others, Lu Zheng did not change in the slightest, and still looked nervously at the situation of the Water Condensation Frost, the reason why he improved the cultivation of the Water Condensation Frost was also for another purpose, that is, to take the opportunity to reveal his cultivation, otherwise it would be a little weird to break through and show the fivefold realm of the Sage.

Now that there is a breakthrough of water condensation frost in front of him, even if Lu Zheng is in the realm of a saint, there is nothing to be surprised about.

The Deadwood Sage also saw Lu Zheng at this time, but he just glanced at it calmly, and then set his eyes on Shui Frost's body.

Above that firmament, the thunder became more and more intense, and the terrifying energy raged around, and the power of the thunder made people's scalps tingle.

Rumble!

A purple thunderbolt instantly slashed, staggering the water condensation frost, and almost fell, at this time, the eighteen purgators continued to rotate, and one of the layers of hell actually absorbed the power of the thunder, thus transforming it into energy belonging to the eighteen purgatory.

Climbing up from the sea of thunder with difficulty, a red thunder roared in the distance, and in just an instant, it hit the body of the water condensation frost again.

Water condensation spurted out a mouthful of blood, and it had long since lost its previous glamorous image, his hair was cut to stand on end by thunder, his clothes were torn, and his face was scorched black everywhere, looking very miserable.

This scene lasted for half an hour, and just when the water condensation frost was about to hold on, the thunder suddenly began to gradually dissipate.

Lu Zheng was very fast, and at the moment when the thunder dissipated, he had already rushed up, picked up Shui Ningshuang, and returned to the cave, and then injected pure energy into her body, allowing her injuries to recover quickly.

At this time, the Deadwood Sage and his five disciples also walked in, just looked at Lu Zheng calmly, didn't say anything, and waited until the situation of the water condensation frost stabilized before the Deadwood Sage spoke, "Let's talk about it, what are the identities of the two of you, and what is the purpose of coming to my Deadwood Peak?"

Lu Zheng looked up at the Deadwood Sage and said slowly: "Master, we are the people of Deadwood Peak, and we don't have any purpose for coming here. ”

"Oh, then how do you explain your cultivation? When I was on my birthday, you were only in the realm of the Immortal King, and now one of them has become a fourfold saint, and the other is even more exaggerated, it is actually a fivefold realm of a saint, how can you let me determine your identity?" The deadwood saint sneered repeatedly, the mana flowing in his body, and he seemed to be ready to make a move at any time.

Lu Zheng glanced at the Deadwood Saint with a sad look, waved his hand, and handed over an Infinite Divine Pearl, which he had been throwing in a small world without any living beings, and the crazy acceleration time had passed hundreds of millions of years, and the energy contained in it had been weakened, but when the Deadwood Saint picked up the Infinite Divine Bead, he was still a little amazed.

"It's ...... In the period of the flood and famine, the famous elixir of rebellion against heaven and earth, the Infinite Divine Pearl! How did you get it! No wonder, no wonder your cultivation can break through to the realm of saints, and if you have the Infinite Divine Pearl, if you can't break through your cultivation, then there will never be any hope of breaking through. The Deadwood Saint stared at Lu Zheng, and then said, "How many more of these pills do you have?"

The high-level Infinite Divine Bead, even the Deadwood Saint himself can use it, he is now only in the realm of the Saint's Eightfold, and there is still a long way to go from the Saint's Tenfold Realm, if you want to cross this gap, relying on penance may take at least tens of millions of years, and if you have the Infinite Divine Bead, it will only take a few days at most.

Lu Zheng shook his head and said, "I only got three pills, I ate one myself, I gave another one water condensation cream, and the last one was given to Shizun." ”

The one that Lu Zheng handed over was only the lowest-level Infinite Divine Bead, which could assist the Immortal King to break through to the first realm of the saint, and for Lu Zheng, it was like a chicken rib.

(End of chapter)