Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Tribulation Period
The Immortal Realm monk led by him rushed back, pointed at the sword light, repelled the fierce Zhaoming, and then turned around and shouted loudly: "A group of waste, so many people, take a demon clan in the realm of the Void Netherworld, give me a good reflection after I go back." ”
The monk of the Immortal Realm looked at his subordinates with a cold expression, extremely dissatisfied. Overseas monks are not as war-torn as the monks of the flood wilderness, so they lack a kind of courage and bloodiness in their bones. But if it has been so bad that everyone is afraid of even a little demon in the Empty Netherworld, then it is really impossible to say.
However, the monk of this immortal realm was also surprised in his heart, and he just pointed to knock Zhaoming away, which seemed easy, but he himself was not comfortable. The power of that finger seemed to be on the golden stone, and it actually made his finger feel like a bone crack, and it hurt slightly.
Just as he was about to reprimand a few more words, suddenly a demon clan pointed in the direction of his back with a surprised face and shouted, "Lord Shi, what ...... The guy got up again. ”
The Immortal Realm monk immediately turned around, only to see a figure flying out of the dilapidated pit in front of him, with flames lingering on his body, who was not Zhaoming.
The strength is not as good as the other party, and he has no choice but to be pointed at and fly, and his body hurts. But the physical body of the realm of spiritual weapons is no longer something that the other party can destroy lightly, and it is not a big problem to be fingered by it.
He could have rested in the pit for a while, but Zhaoming unexpectedly found that the tempering situation in his body was different from what he thought before. Not only can the flame power in the body be refined, but it seems that even this external power, as long as it does not exceed the threshold that it can bear, can also have the effect of tempering.
Especially after receiving a finger from the other party just now, the feeling that the true qi in the body is about to come out is even better, as if it can enter the tribulation period in the next second.
has reached this moment of life or death, Zhaoming can only grit his teeth and gamble. Flying out of the pit, without thinking too much, he roared like a mad demon and took the initiative to kill the immortal realm monk.
"Dare to take the initiative to fight and seek death!" A cold light appeared in the eyes of the immortal realm monk, and he casually took out a three-foot Qingfeng, a spiritual weapon level.
Qingfeng's sword shook, turning into a rain of flying swords and killing Zhaoming, like a thousand wisps, the sword aura was compelling.
Although Zhaoming was menacing, there was a difference of two great realms, and the difference in strength was huge, and he was immediately suppressed by the sword light. Under the cold light sword intent, both hands waved to block, and the footwork was messy and dwarfed.
Fortunately, the Dafa of refining the body in the oven has reached the realm of aura, and the physical body is strong, so it will not be killed by a sword. It's just that the weapon in the opponent's hand is a spiritual weapon level, plus the strength is high, and the sparks on Zhaoming's body are full of sparks, and in a moment, he is already covered in bruises.
"The stupid demon clan is really similar to the demon beast. If you want to cross the challenge of the two great realms, or in the immortal realm, you are really looking for death!" The sarcasm in the eyes of the immortal realm monk was obvious, in his opinion, even if the other party's physical body was strong, he would definitely win. At the moment, he just wants to torture and kill this demon clan well, so that his subordinates will add ferocity to their hearts.
The realm of immortals is one of the most important realms for cultivators, and when they reach this realm, they recast their physical bodies, making their bodies more suitable for absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and their comprehension of the Tao is naturally more profound.
In the eyes of many cultivators, the monks before the Immortal Realm could only be said to be apprentices, and only when they reached this realm could they be said to be true cultivators. Both the physical body and the realm have been sublimated, so they will be commensurate with immortals.
Legend has it that the name of the immortal clan comes because of this realm, which has the meaning of being otherworldly, and it shows the dignity of the status.
Listening to the other party's ridicule and ridicule, Zhaoming kept silent, he wanted to say it at the moment, but he couldn't say it. The sword light was cold, which greatly increased the refining effect in the body, and the breakthrough also reached the breath. It's just that the attack has exceeded the critical point of bearing, and once it hits the vital point, he will definitely die.
The sword light was like rain, attacking from all directions, and Zhaoming's body was full of fire, like a soldering iron that had been hit by a heavy hammer after it was burned red. If you can resist beating, you can turn it into a hundred steels. If you can't help tempering, you will become a piece of scrap metal.
Life is like this, suffering is like a hammer, only by persevering can you laugh at the situation.
On the line of life and death, Zhaoming clenched his teeth and did not dare to relax in the slightest. In the current situation, only if you advance to the catastrophe period can you have any hope of escaping.
A little bit of tempering, a little bit of change, after a while, the power of imprisoning the growth of true qi became almost invisible, and the power of fire in the body almost completely replaced the previous power of fierce flame.
"It's time, go die!"
The immortal realm monk felt that the time was almost up, the sword in his hand was across his chest, stretched out two fingers and pressed it on the sword, and a thunderbolt appeared, flickering and beating on the Qingfeng sword.
"It's the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, Lord Shi's housekeeping skills!" the Immortal Clan exclaimed loudly.
"It's been a long time since Lord Shi has used this sword technique, and the power is even more powerful than before!"
A cold light appeared in the eyes of the immortal realm cultivator, and he said coldly: "It is an honor for you to die in the hands of my Heavenly Thunder Sword. ”
As soon as the words fell, he flew up to the nine heavens, and then like the stars fell, the human sword was united, turning into a thunderbolt from the sky, as if the thunder of the heavenly tribulation god pointed directly at Zhaoming.
Before the sword light arrived, the wind and thunder were raging, intertwining and circling, as if a thousand knives had been cut, making people feel painful.
The pressure of life or death is like a giant peak pressing down, making people breathless.
Zhaoming was awe-inspiring in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest fear, but suddenly became arrogant and laughed: "Don't say that you are an immortal in the realm of immortals, even if Pangu came to kill me, I won't feel honored." You can't kill me, I won't die, and I can't die. ”
I still have so much to do, how can I die here.
Immediately mobilized the true qi of the whole body, and operated the Flame Technique to cooperate with the Fire Tribulation Dao Pattern, condensing the raging flames and wrapping around the fist, extremely compressing, and disturbing one after another, emitting bursts of terrifying explosions. This is already the limit of what Zhaoming can do, he can hardly control it, and before he bombards the enemy, he has already begun to explode and injure himself.
"Don't be ashamed!" the immortal realm monk shouted violently, and the sword light killed.
"Ahh
Is he crazy? Many immortal clans had this idea in their minds at the same time, and they used their fists to resist weapons, even the witch clans did not use them, not to mention that there were still two realms between the two.
"Look for death!" Some immortals began to sneer, as if they had seen Zhaoming's death.
The swords and fists killed each other, and in the blink of an eye, they were all together.
The thunder and lightning sword light and flame fist were as if two crystal balls had smashed together, and they exploded in an instant. Between the rumors, thunder and lightning and flames filled the four fields, and the vitality of heaven and earth flew one after another, like a huge wave roaring, impacting the eight wildernesses and six he.
"Bang!" There was another loud bang, the two figures separated, and one of them stopped after retreating only a hundred meters, holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, standing proudly, it was the immortal clan of the immortal realm.
The other figure is a meteor breaking through the sky and flying 10,000 meters away before falling. With a bang, a huge crater was smashed in the dense forest.
"Okay! Lord Shi is really heroic!" Some immortals immediately shouted loudly, and then the cry was thunderous, and all parties responded. In their opinion, the winner is decided, and there is no suspense.
It's just that Lord Shi himself was not happy, but his face was stern, and he stared at the potholes in the distance. Although the sword knocked the opponent away, it did not have the effect he expected. I don't know how injured the other party is at the moment, but he definitely didn't die.
And a very bad premonition told him that the sword just now probably not only did not kill the other party, but helped him something.
As if to verify his premonition, the breath of Zhaoming in the pit in front of him suddenly shrank, as if it had disappeared, but it gushed out like a torrent between breaths, like a huge wave.
During the tribulation period, the immortals were suddenly stunned, and the sound of sycophants also stopped abruptly. The opponent's aura suddenly became more powerful, as if a slap hit everyone in the face.
"This ......" the crowd was stunned, not knowing what to say.
Lord Shi's face sank, and he shouted: "Even if you succeed in breaking through, you will be buried here." ”
As soon as the words fell, he heard an even more terrifying roar from the pit in front of him, and then he saw a fire shadow rushing out of the pit, it was Zhaoming.
At this moment, his breath was violent, his eyes were red, his whole body trembled, and a low roar came from his throat, as if he was suffering from untold pain.
The immortals were stunned again, this situation seemed to be a little wrong, the other party had obviously been promoted, but how could it seem that he had suffered some misfortune?
They didn't know that there was such a perverted technique as the Great Law of Refining the Body in this world, and Lord Shi's sword injured Zhaoming, but it also shattered the last obstacle of his Void Underworld Period with a single sword.
Yuan Ying broke through the shackles and entered a stronger realm. True Qi then exploded and went further. The power of the fire in the body also completely replaced the power of the fierce flame, and it seemed to be a matter of course, and it successfully entered the tribulation period.
It is undoubtedly a fortunate thing that others succeed in the catastrophe, but it is clear that the success of the catastrophe means that they have to experience a pain that is close to life and death.
It completely replaces the power of the fierce flame, quenching the body, and takes the pain of burning the body to a higher level. Under the severe pain, it was as if the soul was torn apart, and people were close to collapse, even Zhaoming, who had been suffering from this pain, was not spared.
The nature of life, when oneself suffers, will think about how to transfer the pain. If it's a relative, it's just a family, but all you see in front of you is a group of enemies.
The pain of stasis needs to be vented, and Zhaoming, who is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, has made a choice with instinct.
Kill!
Kill with killing, with flesh and blood, with the souls and wails of these enemies to quench the flames of pain.
"Be careful, I'm afraid this guy has used some kind of secret technique to gain stronger power at a certain price. Master Shi shouted loudly, and then ordered loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, join forces to kill the enemy, don't live your mouth." ”
Zhaoming's hideous appearance had already made him feel the danger of death, and he could only kill him quickly.
It's just that before they can make a move, Zhaoming, who looks like a mad demon, has already made a move.
"Whew!"
With a wild roar, it turned into a red light and rushed into the crowd, and in an instant, flames soared into the sky, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.