There is a pitch-black cloud of tribulation in the sky, and there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy on the ground, who is fighting against the thunder tribulation in the sky, he stands with his backhand, dressed in a white robe, with an indifferent face, and he can simply float out of his eyes The three words of indifference, not so much that he doesn't care, but that he despises the heavenly tribulation.

The calamity that is still brewing and the indifferent boy on the ground are so calmly opposed, but there is a sense of oppression, just like the tranquility before the storm, no matter how quiet it is, it will be oppressive and suffocating.

After a tea time, the first thunder of the clouds began to fall, and soon, it was so fast that the vendors next to them could not see it at all, and those who had achieved cultivation looked at the thunder falling from the clouds in the sky in awe, no, or they didn't see it at all, but they just felt a great danger, and the danger was fleeting, because the cloud of destruction was over.

"It's amazing, it's more dangerous than the last cloud tribulation of the old way. An old man dressed in Taoist clothes, with a dusty temperament, and a fairy wind and bones, said in admiration.

Just when others are talking.

The smoke from where the young man was standing slowly flashed, and it was still him in the same place, his position did not change at all, and even his clothes were not stained with a trace of dust and smoke, as if the clouds had not fallen at all, if it were not for the charred black ground next to him indicating that something had happened, then it would be no different from when he was opposing.

The second thunderbolt was in a blink of an eye, and it struck again, but just when it was about to hit the boy, it seemed to hit something, and then it exploded, and the surrounding area was dusty again, but someone had sharp eyes and saw that the air in front of the boy seemed to have a crack.

The third and fourth paths, each of which was twice as fast as the last, and much more powerful, but unfortunately stopped every time they came in front of him.

There were more and more cracks in the air in front of the young man, and many people understood that there was an invisible barrier in front of him.

What is it? magic weapon, or supernatural power?

No one answered, but seeing that the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, wouldn't he mend them?

"That's a magic weapon. Someone asserted.

"Maybe it's a supernatural power," a young monk retorted, in fact, they are supernatural powers with hope, because there is only one magic weapon, and supernatural powers can be learned by many people.

The man was not annoyed when he saw someone retorting to him, but explained calmly: "If it was a supernatural power, he would have taken the pill a long time ago and was sending a pill, how could he wait for it to break now." ”

I see, but it's a pity that this magic weapon is going to be broken, and many people lamented it.

As he spoke, the seventh thunderbolt fell, and a crisp sound spread through everyone's ears.

"The world is missing a good magic weapon again. One of them groaned.

I saw that the boy's barrier had been broken, and there were still two thunder tribulations.

After the seventh tribulation thunder fell, the eighth did not fall, and the calamity clouds in the sky began to brew again, but the young man was still the same as before, so spotless, of course, that was without the words he shouted.

Time passed little by little, but the thunderstorm in the sky never showed signs of falling, but the increasingly strong sense of oppression in the air always reminded many people tightly, so that they did not dare to relax for a moment.

In a corner of the free trade zone, there is a huge cloud of catastrophe that provokes many people to watch, but they are far away, and there are only three rules in the free trade zone, no flying, fighting, and threats. It didn't say that it wasn't allowed, so those guards didn't stop it, and simply said that the source had a loophole.

People with scientific and technological civilization have already recorded this scene, of course, not only technological civilization, but also people from the Demon God Alliance and the Flood Desolate Continent are also recording. It's just that the methods are different.

A technologically civilized person holds a machine and records it on his body, but this is like a camera, look at the clarity, and decisively throw the camera off several streets?

The monks of the Demon God Alliance looked carefully with their eyes, holding a magic weapon in their hands, and it was said that they could store what they saw in their eyes.

The people of the Flood Desolate Continent made a trick, and a water mirror appeared, and inside it was the scene of the source fighting the heavenly tribulation.

It was under this watchful eye that Yuan began to survive the eighth heavenly tribulation.

The eighth Heavenly Tribulation has fallen, but it is much slower than the previous ones, but those who have seen this Heavenly Tribulation have no doubt that it must have hit, because it seems to have added a command on it, and this order says that it must be hit.

The source moved, and everyone was stunned to find that this young man had moved for the first time since the first heavenly tribulation fell.

I saw that there was a long knife in his hand somehow, the blade was straight, only the blade was slightly curved, similar to a Tang knife, longer than the Tang knife, about one meter six five, shorter than the source, but a knife holding almost the same height as him was indeed a little weird, but for some reason, the source was very fond of using such a weapon.

He held the knife in his right hand and slashed towards the sky, the blade groaned softly, and a fire phoenix transformed by spiritual energy flew out with it, fighting against the coming heavenly tribulation.

They fought for a long time and then exploded in unison, and the residual energy raged wildly, destroying everything they touched.

"It's really terrifying, it's much more than the impact I caused when I crossed the tribulation, who is this, what kind of exercises are you practicing. Someone asked.

No one answered him, for they all held their breath, waiting for the next thunderbolt, expecting what kind of shock the figure would bring.

The black clouds in the sky began to brew again, this was the third and last time, this calamity cloud brewed for a much longer time than the previous two combined, and the power was stronger than the previous eight combined.

Yuan seemed to think of something, pinched his fingers, and then sighed, "There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and there is no time for cultivation." "A month has passed, and yes, a month has passed since the beginning of the source of water.

Looking at the tribulation clouds in the sky, Yuan frowned, because he only had two months left, and he didn't want to waste it, but this tribulation cloud was still brewing.

If only it were split, the thought would rise, and the knife would move as you wished.

"Destruction. Yuan said coldly. Since I have such a thought in my heart, the source is not stopping it.

A graceful arc flashed across the sky, and the sword qi came out, flying straight towards the calamity clouds that were still brewing.

The people next to him were stunned.

A bright sword qi is not as powerful as the fire phoenix just now, and there is only destruction, destruction and thunder, this is the order given by the source to it, and this idea has been fulfilled.

"It's bold. There was silence for a long time, and the old man just now said.

The others kept nodding. Because it challenges their insistence on a very old view, what else can they say but to be bold?

(To be continued)