Chapter 446 Overcoming the Tribulation
Tu Shanjun's escape speed was astonishingly fast. Even if Tu Shan Jinghong used his escape technique with all his strength, he would never be able to catch up.
The chasing monk from the late stage of Wanfa Sect's Golden Core was also having a hard time chasing him. Fortunately, there were thousands of miles of thunder clouds to point him in the direction, otherwise he might have been lost.
The cloud of thunder and calamity that stretches thousands of miles is a good beacon.
The uncle asked him to catch up, not only for the magic weapon, but also to see if the thunder disaster would affect the world.
However, Changshui Zhenren felt something was wrong when he looked at this route. This was not going to the secular world, but seemed to be going to a more uninhabited place.
Without thinking too much, he activated his magic power and continued to follow.
As time went on, Tushanjun's face became a little more visibly gloomy.
It's not that the thunderclouds above are about to fall, but that the thunderclouds haven't fallen yet and are still gathering. They have stretched from the original thousand miles to a thousand and two hundred miles, and are continuing to gather.
Tu Shanjun could clearly feel that there was a faint qi between heaven and earth locked on him. This qi was very weak, but it was as if it was tied to his body and he couldn't get rid of it.
Another quarter of an hour.
The thunderclouds above have accumulated for 1,800 miles.
Tu Shanjun could no longer fly away, because the thundercloud had already arced down from above, zigzagging on his body. Although this arc was very small, it also showed that the thundercloud was almost ready.
"It should be fine here."
He did not continue running, but began to arrange the formation.
"here it is……"
Master Changshui looked at the boundary monument in the distance in surprise. This is the junction of the Blood Evil Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect. It is only a million miles away from the Blood Evil Sect. It is not very far away from the Great Master who is about to pass the tribulation at the peak of the Golden Core. Far.
If the person who overcame the tribulation was more ruthless and ran directly to the top of the mountain gate of the Blood Evil Sect, he would probably involve the entire Blood Evil Sect.
However, anyone who is still sane and has hope will not do this.
Thunder tribulation may not be able to kill the disciples of major sects.
They have powerful monks to take action and a large formation that can stand for thousands of years to resist, but the monks who cause thunder tribulation will inevitably die in the superposition of thunder tribulation.
When the person who has overcome the calamity dies, the thunderclouds in the sky will also dissipate.
But it's a really nice place.
The junction area between Corpse Demon Sect, Blood Demon Sect and Netherworld.
Deep into the desolate southeast, no secular people live.
And on the other side of Netherland.
The black soil everywhere here is not suitable for ordinary people to survive. Even demon cultivators and ghost cultivators despise the lack of resources here.
Tu Shanjun does not care about ordinary people.
The Wanfa Zong Jindan behind him will take care of these things.
With the strength of the Golden elixir master, it is not difficult to detect thousands of miles with spiritual consciousness. How many ordinary people can live within a thousand miles.
This is the territory of the Demon Sect, so he came.
Tu Shanjun was already prepared for the large amount of evil energy needed after the thunder tribulation.
He selected a mountain top, chopped down the big banyan tree branch in the soul flag, and used it as a consumable object. He buried it in the mountains beside him. Talismans flew out from the storage bag and were attached in an orderly manner.
Taking out thirty-six tokens, Tu Shanjun used his magic power to urge the tokens in his hand.
The token suddenly turned into a thirty-six square and thirty-foot-tall red sky warrior and landed on the thirty-sixth position. The red sky warrior was used to connect the formation and serve as the base node of the formation.
He made an altar out of clay, placed the soul flag in his hand on the altar, and directed the red sky warriors to perfect the formation.
Chang Shui, who was watching from a distance, widened his eyes in amazement.
This man's spells were really pleasing to the eye, but in just a short time he had already laid out a large defensive formation that even he couldn't understand.
Even though he couldn't understand what the big formation was, he could understand its power just by feeling the breath of the formation.
"No wonder this person disdains the protection mentioned by the uncle. It turns out that he has such a method." Master Changshui was amazed. He did not come forward to disturb him and stood far away on the clouds two thousand miles away.
Sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, Tu Shanjun pinched his fingers. He wanted to lay out a large formation supported by ten thousand ghosts. He would use the five elements to evolve into the shape of Tiangang, use the turbid air of ten thousand ghosts as the thick soil, and supplement it with the ghost kings of the ten directions as the core.
With the support of the big formation, he will get a lot of opportunities.
And even now, the huge evil energy he brought out from the cave has not been completely digested. It is still transforming the soul flag, and the entire soul flag is filled with majestic evil energy.
Not to mention the incense tree that was uprooted by him, which only contained a lot more evil energy.
Shen Shi.
The breeze comes slowly.
Black clouds cascade.
Ten thousand thunderbolts gathered at the top of the formation.
Tiny arcs of electricity hung down from above, falling on the light shield of the large array, sparking flashes of spiritual light, and causing bursting sparks to splash in all directions.
The rolling thunder was like the sound of drums from ancient times and the heavy hammering. The sound seemed to be connected to Tushanjun's heart.
Just hear...
Plop, plop!
The heart beats powerfully, and the flow of qi and blood gives the body a faint red color.
The mana in the Dantian surges to the limbs and bones.
Chi Xuan's body is very powerful, and the mana in his body is condensed and thick enough. In addition, the elixir for extracting mana has never stopped, which keeps the body's mana at 89%.
When he gave up his body, the mana in his body was almost at 90%.
Tu Shanjun raised his head and shouted: "God!"
"come."
I don’t know whether it was the end of the brewing or whether he was offended by Tu Shanjun’s cruel words. The arc above exploded, and then a barrel-thick thunder beam burst out from the thunderclouds in the sky.
Boom! !
The beam of light impacted the light mask, causing the light mask to be subdued by streaks of thunder and fire, rolling down.
"Get into formation."
Tu Shanjun waved the command flag in his hand, and the shadow of the ghost king from all directions turned into a black flag and fell on the base of the formation. The black light from the ten directions spread to the bodies of the thirty-six red sky warriors. The red sky warriors raised their heads one after another and gathered their palms. texture.
Pillars of light rose up one after another, like molten pillars solidifying in the air.
Tu Shanjun on the high altar turned the phantom soul flag in his hand, and the black mist filled the air and turned into clouds facing the clouds above.
Boom.
The black clouds in the sky thundered again.
At this time, the thunder beam had become a bit thicker than a water tank. The sharp and burning breath squeezed the air aside, forming a circle of clouds surrounding the thunder beam.
The soul flag behind Tu Shanjun flew high and withstood the thunderous blow as if it was drawing thunder. Some arcs of electricity appeared on the soul flag, and the surface of the soul flag also became a lot more charred.
"This Thunder Tribulation Thunder is the most majestic, but everyone knows that such a breath can also produce evil spirits." Tu Shanjun spoke while holding the weapon refining method in his hand.
He wanted to use the Thunder Tribulation to refine the weapon so that the huge evil energy absorbed could be quickly digested.
The first two thunderbolts were not unstoppable, so Tu Shanjun thought of letting the soul flag absorb part of the thunder power first.
The magic weapon shines brightly, and half of the charred flags are quickly woven under the evil spirit. The newly woven flags are obviously different from the old ones, with a faint hint of simplicity in the thick atmosphere.
The original light was much inferior to the new light.
It's like the original mottled and impure color is slowly being purified.
Tu Shanjun sat at the altar, his magic power activated the magic weapon, and he felt the transformation of the magic weapon.
Look up again.
The third thunderbolt was already comparable to a house.
The fourth way.
The fifth lane.
…
There is no intact part of the soul flag, the surface of the flag is scorched black, and the main pole is also broken. Tu Shanjun's Yin Shen was stunned by the thunder, his ears were buzzing, and his whole head was filled with mush.
"No more resistance."
Tu Shanjun recalled the soul-honoring flag above.
At this time, Master Changshui, who was two thousand miles away, had already opened his mouth in surprise. He was so frightened by the dazzling thunder that he flinched back. His eyes were stung by the burst of light, and his consciousness was shattered. Feel the vibration.
Unexpectedly, the small black flag could withstand five thunderbolts without breaking. It just looked completely different and did not break into pieces.
The thunder in the world is at its nine extremes, and half of it has already gone.
The sixth thunder.
At this time, the thunder has condensed into the shape of a dragon.
It turns out that there is no spirit in its form.
The dragon roared with lightning and arcs of lightning, and then swooped down from the sky.
Tushanjun also felt the tremendous pressure and quickly formed seals to raise the formation.
The light shield turned from red to black, and the thirty-six square red sky warriors were pressed down like this, and their bodies suddenly became three inches shorter.
However, they were surrounded by a large formation, and the thirty-six red sky warriors jumped up under the pressure, trying to resist the sixth thunder.
"Boom!!!"
Dazzling lightning exploded above the formation.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, the wind and clouds shattered, and the sweeping air waves turned into strong winds and blew those century-old trees to one side.
At this moment, the large array of light shields shattered into pieces, and thirty-six red sky warriors from all directions were thrown away in different directions. Their three-foot-tall bodies had already been crushed into pieces by the thunder.
…
When Tushanjun was going through the tribulation, the escaping light coming from the clouds revealed the figures of the golden elixir masters one after another.
Their lowest cultivation level is in the late Jindan stage.
"Fellow Bloodyuan Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time. Were you also attracted by the momentum of this tribulation?" The peak golden elixir master, who was wearing a brocade robe and carrying a small coffin, raised his hands with a fake smile on his pale face. said.
"Isn't it fellow Taoist Earth Corpse?"
"nature."
"Those are the Blood Elder Monster from the Blood Evil Sect and the Earthly Corpse Master from the Corpse Demon Sect." One of the late-stage Jindan monks told his friend who came with him, his eyes full of fear.
"The fellow Taoist from Wanfa Sect came so early." The old monster of the Blood Elder gave a weird laugh, staring at the Changshui Master hidden in the clouds with eyes with thick black circles.
Master Changshui frowned and walked out of the clouds. He slightly cupped his hands towards the monks coming from all directions and said, "I didn't expect that so many fellow Taoists would be disturbed."
"It's such a huge formation. Could it be that someone is trying to survive the Nascent Soul catastrophe here?"
"I think it is."
"Isn't there only one Yueyan in Xiaohuang who has a chance of overcoming the tribulation? Why does the one in front of me seem to have such great hope?"
"Is it some old monster who lives in seclusion?"
"Master Changshui has been here a long time ago. Could this be one of the great masters of your Wanfa Sect?" The blue-robed monk looked at Changshui, who was in the late Jindan stage, and asked, with a probing look in his eyes.
The gathered monks all looked at the silent Changshui Master.
Master Changshui frowned even more tightly.