I have been dreaming for 100,000 years in a row, and the cultivation dream that has been woven by thousands of generations of cultivators has come to naught in the work of a cup of tea!

No one can truly understand the true meaning of Xu Zhuo's words, and no cultivator can recognize his words.

The power of the human race is not known, the reborn Moyun does not know, and even Xu Zuo himself is vague, just a little vague.

Therefore, he prepared the [Shuizhaomen] supernatural power, and made a piece of crystal in the center of the ruins of Wangji, so that the cultivators of the entire Doutian Continent could hear his hexagram mistheory clearly and know the true connotation of the hexagram misconception in the hexagram debate.

In this cultivation world, there is almost nothing impossible.

For the quota of the Yi Academy, you can block the mysteries of the hexagram bones of the entire cultivation world of the Doutian Continent, and for the quota of the Yi Academy, you can allow the cultivation and exploration of the Doutian Continent in the past 100,000 years without the slightest progress.

For the sake of the quota of the Yi Yuan and the interests of a few people, Xu Zuo absolutely believes that if he just said the hexagram mistheory so softly on the hexagram platform, he would either be swallowed up by the saliva of the upcoming hexagram war, or he would be directly wiped out.

"Click!"

Just when everyone had not yet reacted from the shock of the hexagram theory, a lightning bolt from the void pierced the sky, from top to bottom, landed, and aimed at the top of Xu Zhuo's head, who had withdrawn from the pulpit, and it was a straight split.

Hexagram mistheory, this caused the dissatisfaction of the will of heaven and earth, and directly sent thunder from the sky to hit him.

Hexagram mistheory, the world's ridiculous, how can it not provoke the anger of heaven!

Should!

As the thoughts of the cultivators descended with this lightning, the unconscious in their hearts turned into such a consciousness, and almost every cultivator thought so.

Except for Xu Zhuo.

The endless hexagram qi is wrapped in the body, flowing in the meridians and blood, like a surging wave tumbling and boiling in various parts of the body, and the body pain and flesh pain that are difficult to explain in words are tangled in the hexagram bones.

Hexagram, Xu Zhuo felt that he was saying the hexagram mistheory, and almost the hexagram in the high-grade hexagram stone of the entire pulpit did not get up, and desperately drilled, squeezed, and pressed into the flesh.

Although to outsiders, he was extremely quiet at this time, as if he was waiting for the powerful hexagram defense ruling, but the body wrapped and squeezed by the hexagram qi was like a lit fireball at this time, which could explode at any time, the body would collapse, the meridian muscles would fall off from the hexagram bones, and only a living head remained!

I can't stand it anymore!

Just when Xu Zhuo began to hold back the hexagram qi in his body and boiling, a thunder fell from the sky.

No, a bolt of lightning, to be exact.

Poof!

Xu Zhuo felt that his top door seemed to be knocked on by something, and then, the hexagram qi that was originally boiling and tumbling in his body seemed to have found a catharsis point, and at the moment when he was knocked by lightning, he all ran to the top door and met the current knocked in by the top door.

The electric current collided with the hexagram at once.

Silent, only Xu Zhuo's spiritual consciousness can sense the earth-shattering roar, trembling everywhere in the body, with the top door as the center, rippling to all parts of the body, hitting the fingers, and reaching the toes, and even the hexagram bones were ignited by the roar of the intersection of electricity and hexagram qi, and it burned in an instant, and the hot bones were hot!

All the cultivators, including those in the center of the ruins of Wang Ji, those cultivators of the Doutian Continent who were outside the Doutian Continent's acquired and innate levels, were staring at the crystal in front of them at this time, and while turning the thought of "Heavenly Thunder Split" in their minds, they saw the moment when Xu Zhuo was struck by the Heavenly Thunder.

Should!

Almost all the cultivators, including the great powers, including the cultivators of other races, were relieved to see Xu Zhuo being struck by the heavenly thunder after being robbed of their minds by the hexagram theory.

No cultivator wants his dream of cultivation to be punctured! No cultivator dares to face the reality, this classic that has been passed down for 100,000 years and recited for 100,000 years, "Lianshan" is a complete hexagram. Anything can be mistaken, but this is the only way that the cultivation scriptures of the innate realm, after the flood and desolation were shattered, weave and practice to today's cultivation concept and cultivation foundation, and it is like this.

Pushed backwards by this cultivator who is just an innate realm!

Even if he explores the secret method of hexagram bones alone, even if he brings himself an improvement in cultivation, he can't do it.

No cultivator can have no faith! There can be no specific object of faith, but there must be no obsession with cultivation! "Lianshan" is the obsession of all cultivators, that is, the obsession woven by the entire Heavenly Dao, an obsession found for the cultivation of all cultivators after the desolation was shattered, and this obsession has been woven for 100,000 years!

100,000 years, nearly 100,000 cultivation obsessions, how can they be punctured by a low-cost cultivator of a human race!

No one can, absolutely no cultivator can.

The Doutian Continent is not allowed, and there are absolutely no other stars everywhere!

But—

"Oh my God, this is ......"

No matter how the thoughts worked, it was impossible to be blind to the naked eye and not see Xu Zhuo's state at this time. Finally, a cultivator saw clearly what he looked like after being struck by a heavenly thunderbolt, and couldn't help but shout.

"It's not a slash, it's ...... It's the thunder tribulation of the promotion!"

"Isn't it said that he, he, his chance to be recognized by the Heavenly Dao?"

"Hmph, it depends on whether he can survive this thunderstorm. The Terran snorted indignantly.

Countless lightning bolts swam in Xu Zhuo's body. At this time, his clothes had already turned to charred ash, and they were vibrated by the invisible fluctuations emitted by his body, and dissipated in the void of the Dougua Table. The lightning was like a silver snake wrapped around his limbs, his hands were open, his feet were standing together, his eyes were closed, and no one knew what kind of thunder tribulation Xu Zuo was going through at this time.

Zizizizi!

Visible to the naked eye, the picture that appeared on the crystal was a silver snake, flying down from the thunderbolt in the sky, entangled Xu Zhuo's body, constantly passing through, and constantly swimming.

Every silver snake, the snake of thunder and lightning, kept spitting and exhaling while swimming.

Silky, airy, white thunder fog, born from it.

Thunder fog was born, and the whole body was wrapped in a white and thunder light, and gradually it was no longer clear in the crystal picture.

On the hexagram platform, no cultivator dared to stretch out his spiritual sense into the thunder mist, and the lightning tribulation led to the upper body, except for looking for death, it was to seek his own death. The power is even more treacherous, and the divine consciousness is even more stupid.

Therefore, in this way, the next link of the hexagram debate was suspended with Xu Zhuo's thunderstorm.

It is not a pause, in a sense, it is a battle to enter another level of hexagram, to enter a high tide that no cultivator can understand, and the hexagram theory directly confronts the way of heaven.

It's not just the thunder tribulation, but the heavenly level of hexagram mistheory!

The thunder tribulation has passed, the hexagram is overcome, the heavenly path has passed, who dares not to let it? The thunder tribulation can't be passed, it will turn into ashes, and there is no need to explain anything!

It's clear at a glance, it's just black and white, victory and defeat, it's clear.

Mountains, mountains, black mountains, white mountains, yellow gray mountains, countless mountains, in the space of consciousness, straight towards Xu Zhuo.

No dodge, no resistance, no thinking, no tricks. The will of the mountain locked him in the space of consciousness, and the mountain body went from large to small, from the invisible mountain, to the tangible mountain, and then to the colored mountain, which was transformed by the will of the mountain, and smashed down at once, hitting Xu Zhuo's spiritual consciousness in the space of consciousness.

The feeling of scattering, sluggishness, and the inability of thoughts to turn in his spiritual consciousness gradually breeds, shatters, shatters, the tragic image of the flood and shattering, countless creatures dying in the struggle, countless flood and desolation aliens, powerful beings, under the bombardment of mountains and colored hills, rolled into powder, ruined.

Fly, turn to ashes, turn to ashes.

Smoke, abruptly extinguished, no light.

This is how Xu Zhuo feels at this time. The mind that was almost collapsed, the extremely unstable spiritual consciousness fluctuations, he could no longer feel the physical body, and he didn't know that at this time, the endless void was torn apart, and one after another lightning flew into his top door under the urging of thunder, lighting the hexagram qi of his physical body, his hexagram bones, and this spiritual consciousness in his mental space.

"Two, two, two!"

Just when all the cultivators began to look incredulously at Xu Zhuo, who had been struck by the entire sixty-four lightning bolts, and still had a calm and indifferent face, displayed on the crystal screen, a voice came out of the thunder mist.

The sound fell, and the hexagram light rose from the thunder and fog, and a silver chaotic gossip, shaking the hexagram, flew out. The silver chaos gossip, shock, a dive, flew into the thunderous depths of the void.

"Four, four, four!"

It's a black chaotic gossip that sleeps. What's even more bizarre is that after the black chaos gossip rushed out of the thunder fog at a rapid speed, it continued to change in the air, and after absorbing dozens of lightning bolts, it turned into earthy yellow, and the trapped chaos gossip cut between the thunder and Xu Zhuo's top door, just preventing the lightning from continuing to knock.

"Nine, nine, nine!

A nine-colored chaotic gossip, dry, flew out of the thunder mist, directly transformed into a giant mouth, opened and inhaled fiercely, and the thunder mist in the sky was swallowed clean.

"Six, six, six! Kun is Mother Earth!"

Kun's chaotic gossip, colorless, spit out from Xu Zhuo's mouth and appeared on the crystal screen. At this time, the thunder mist was swallowed by the chaotic gossip of Qianzhi, and Xu Zhuo's figure was clear again, falling in the eyes, spiritual sense, and divine consciousness of all cultivators.

Kun, spitting out, the silver snake that was still swimming in Xu Zhuo's body, trembled involuntarily, and then was forcibly pulled into this colorless chaos gossip, turned into a white spot, and printed on countless Kun chaos gossip.

Kun's chaotic gossip is out, and the silver snake is not. The Qiangua immediately retreats and merges into the Kun hexagram, the trapped hexagram retreats and merges into the Kun, and the Zhen hexagram withdraws from the thunderous depths of the void and flies back.

Shock, sleepiness, and dryness, the three chaotic gossip are integrated into the kun hexagram, and the four chaotic gossip merge into one, waiting for the heavenly thunder in the void to fly, and a teleportation in mid-air, condensing the power of the four trigrams, and smashing into the depths of the thunder.

"Hexagram mistake, I promise to stand up to this theory. ”

Chaotic gossip, Kun, smashed into the depths of the void, thunder and electricity dissipated, no wind and no waves, no surprise and no joy, Xu Zhuo stood on the spot and said loudly.

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"Xu Zhuo, a cultivator of the human race, set up a hexagram and misjudged it, and it will be successful! The hexagram debate will start, but whoever breaks the hexagram and misunderstands the cultivator will be sentenced to be the leader of this field!"

Su Ming frowned, and in the end, he followed the rules of the hexagram and followed the normal steps of hexagram debate - establishing and breaking arguments, which seemed to be a fair and fair way.

Xu Zhuo, under his announcement, became the target of everyone.

Thunder has robbed, people have robbed, and everyone has a lot of money, I will see how you live! Anyway, even if you win this game, I still have a place for you that I snatched from the master of Luo Tianmen.

I'm just going to put your untamed boy in trouble!