Chapter 448 Punch
sky,
Is it immortal?
That's a really good question.
No matter whether God sees forever or not, he will not answer the question of a peak golden elixir monk.
This monk is not even a living being.
He has derived flesh and blood, a golden elixir, a yin spirit, and his own consciousness, but he only lacks the mana to activate it.
He is just a soul flag.
Sometimes Tu Shanjun will not know whether he is the soul flag or whether the soul flag is himself. Did the Soul Banner gain its own memory and give birth to consciousness, or did consciousness make the Soul Banner look like this?
He had thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to practice, and he couldn't waste the precious mana Chi Xuan gave him.
Just like Chi Xuan said.
Without magic power, Tushanjun is just a soul flag, and it is difficult for the main soul to even get out of the soul flag.
Perhaps he would also like to thank that broken, crude, and useless interface for preserving his consciousness as a human being and allowing him to walk in the world with a unique posture.
"Boom."
The roar of the Brontosaurus is right in front of you.
Soul swallowing fist.
sacrifice.
Qi machines surrounded him.
Tu Shanjun punched out, his true intention and energy spread out.
The evil energy between the whole world turned into a whirlpool and converged towards the soul flag in the center. Even the thunder dragon that was facing Tu Shanjun was swallowed up part of the evil energy and merged into the soul flag below.
True meaning is one's own understanding of Tao, and it is also a more powerful means of fighting.
The roaring Zhenyi Qiji roared like Tushanjun's state of mind, carrying Tushanjun's body and arriving in front of the eighth thunder dragon. At this moment, the thunder came into contact with the fist that pierced the sky.
The world seemed to have pressed the pause button at this moment.
Then came the dazzling divine light.
"Swallow the soul!"
Tu Shanjun poured out his breath, and the black steam evaporated from his back, making the green-faced and fanged face look like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, opening its bloody mouth to devour anyone.
The tremendous pressure caused his fist to turn black. In the blink of an eye, his entire arm had turned into black coal. He could no longer feel the pain because the overwhelming forces of the world were pressing down on his shoulders.
Master Yuyan once said that if you don't understand the true meaning, you won't be able to deal with the thunder tribulation.
However, true meaning alone is not enough.
Adequate preparations are also needed, such as magic weapons and talismans to resist thunder disasters, and the most important thing is pills. Whether it's to replenish mana, repair injuries, or elixirs that allow one's own strength to explode.
No monk can easily deal with thunder tribulation.
Tushanjun is no exception.
The thunder dragon destroyed his body, while the evil energy of the Zunhun Banner was repairing his body. In this torment of destruction and rebirth, mana was consumed crazily.
At this time, no matter whether the evening sun was dazzling or not, I just felt the biting cold, and the thunder was like a steel needle piercing my body, smashing everything into pieces, frying, frying, and stewing into a pot.
The tribulation thunder was very different from ordinary thunder. The flashing arc was like a knife, cutting off Tushanjun's flesh and blood piece by piece. After a while, most of his face was left with only white bones.
Scarlet eyes and dark white eyes rolled in Senbai's eyes.
…
"This scene must be coming to an end."
The blue-robed monk said softly, his eyes flashing.
If this thunder can be carried down again, the person who has overcome the tribulation will have a high chance of becoming the True Monarch of Nascent Soul. When the time comes, they must obediently go and congratulate him, otherwise the other party may take action against them.
Now is the perfect time to leave if you want to.
He looked around and found that the remaining three monks showed no signs of leaving. The Golden Pill Grandmaster of Netherworld was a little shaken.
Master Changshui doesn't know how he feels now.
All in all, he both hoped that the person could make it through, but also hoped that the person would not make it through.
As a monk, he wants to see other monks become stronger, so that he can also be inspired.
However, that person still holds the magic weapon inherited from his junior sister's family, and he cannot just watch the other person pass through the tribulation and become the true king. If the time comes, he will not be able to replace it.
The Earthly Corpse Master stared at Lei Jie.
Although he couldn't see the scene clearly at all, he still kept his eyes wide open for fear of missing any detail.
This is a time for monks to overcome a tribulation. If they want to successfully overcome a tribulation in the future, they will have to rely on experience.
Such a grand scene is rare in Xiaohuang Realm for thousands of years.
The blood elder monster's expression was erratic, and his squinted eyes contained an inexplicable expression. He looked at the token in his hand, as if he was confirming something. Seeing that the roaring thunder dragon was losing momentum, he shook up his treasure bottle and poured out a A wasp as long as a little finger.
This change in general situation also shocked many sects. Due to the problems in the ground, the monks of those major sects were slow to arrive.
Some have no intention of coming over at all.
Among them is Yangcheng.
Master Yuyan's lifespan is short, and he can no longer move around at will.
Moreover, on the surface, he is the most promising person in the entire Xiaohuang Realm to successfully overcome the tribulation. Once he passes, he will no longer be able to suppress his strength, and will be forced to overcome the tribulation.
Furthermore, the Blood Evil Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect are eyeing Yangcheng. There is no guarantee that it was not a trick to lure them there. It is only right to defend Yangcheng now.
With such considerations in mind, Master Yueyan did not rush here.
Qingyun Temple is too far away to cross the Blood Evil Sect in the middle. It wants to come but there is no way. Qingyun Temple and the Blood Evil Sect were at odds with each other and had been hostile for a long time. It was even more impossible for their great master to come over at risk.
The place Tu Shanjun chose is indeed very good. It is at the junction of the two demon sects and on the other side of the Netherworld. There is enough evil energy. If there is any plan after the tribulation, it can be carried out through the demon sect.
However, these are all things for later.
Whether we can get through it now is a question.
Only the skeleton and the attached internal organs were left in Tushanjun's entire body. Even with his great strength, he could not withstand the eighth thunder dragon.
God's tests on the creatures in the world are also really cruel.
The light of day shines.
Two Thousand Miles of Thundercloud has only the final swan song left.
This blow must be devastating.
At this time, Tushanjun discovered a fatal problem.
His magic power is not enough.
No matter how strong Chi Xuan's magic power is, he is only a late-stage Jindan monk. With such streamlined use, there is still no surplus magic power for him to use.
In the end, the remaining 20% is more than 20%. I don’t know if I can bear it.
"Refining!"
Formed by the seal method, a huge banyan tree shaped like a mountain was sacrificed by Tu Shanjun with his magic power. The opened crown of the tree was like an island suspended in the vast sea of clouds, and the huge evil energy was continuously replenished to the Zunhun Banner.
With the evil spirit replenished, Tushanjun's body quickly grew new flesh and blood, and it returned to its original state within a short time.
The ninth thunder descends.
Tu Shanjun felt that the space in all directions was slightly distorted, and the pressure was like a prison, as if it was about to crush people into pulp.
Look up.
"Ghost King."
"living!"
When the formula seal fell, his body suddenly rose to one foot six.
The purple lines on both corners light up into an up-and-down light array.
The stern face was covered in cyan.
Showing a mouth of fangs.
Gathering together the ten golden elixir masters, hundreds of foundation-building yin gods, and thousands of qi-training yin souls in the soul flags, Tu Shanjun's aura quickly rose. The clothes of the great sacrifice appeared on his naked body, and ten solid small flags stood like a forest. on his back.
"Swallowing souls."
Tushanjun missed the mark with one step.
The air flow rises from the ground and comes from the soul flag.
Countless black mist followed him. He was the only one who survived the tribulation, but it looked like there were thousands of troops.
The pressure that erupted even widened the eyes of the golden elixir masters who were peeping from thousands of miles away, and they quickly retreated for fear of being affected.
The blood elder monster was secretly surprised and regretted at the same time.
If that person succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, wouldn't he be in trouble?
…
"True meaning."
The red-haired, blue-faced evil spirit carrying ten small flags roared loudly.
The billowing black mist entwined itself with the Qi machine.
Tushanjun soared into the sky.
Like a roc with spread wings, or like a ferocious evil ghost rushing up from hell, it flies nine thousand miles in the wind.
"kill!"
Even if you are as small as a mayfly, you must wave your fist to the sky!
To break free from the shackles.
Crush the thunder calamity that blocks him!
The ninth thunder dragon can no longer be said to be a thunder dragon, because Tu Shanjun can't see the appearance of the thunder dragon at all.
The surging lightning was like an inverted sea. Most of the Thunder Dragon's body was hidden in thick black cumulus clouds. However, the exposed dragon's head was already bigger than the crown of the banyan tree he had seen.
The dangerous energy between heaven and earth completely locked onto him.
Tushanjun himself knew it very well.
If this blow succeeds, the world will be widened; if it fails, the magic weapon will be shattered, the main soul will be annihilated, and it will end in death.
But, how could he lose!
"swallow!"
With this punch, the mountains and rivers were turned upside down, and the sun and moon were dimmed.
The true meaning of soul-swallowing bursts out from this tiny fist like invisible waves.
A flash of light.
The heaven and earth turned into a sea of white light, and the flesh and blood of Tushanjun's body, which was fighting against the thunder and calamity, was rapidly disappearing. The originally powerful and dangerous aura was gradually submerged, and even the bones of Jindan Daren were not left.
The huge banyan tree in the soul banner seemed to be connected to the flesh and blood, and it was also rapidly disappearing. Only the soul banner was broken and repaired, and it started again and again.
Boom! ! !
A loud noise erupted between heaven and earth.
The Dragon of Thunder Tribulation slowly disappeared, and a black soul flag fell from the sky wrapped in smoke and burning fire.
It landed on the high altar with a bang.
The downcast Taoist in red robe had a smile on his face.
He originally wanted to reach out and hold the Zunhun Banner, which had changed its appearance and shone with aura, but the raised arm fell down and his eyes dimmed.
There was no mana to push it, and there was no mana at the last moment. I relied entirely on the foundation of the banyan tree to get through it.
The soul flag has completely absorbed the banyan tree.
…
The sky and the earth are clear, and the thunder calamity dissipates.
Only a huge spiritual light flickered in the distance.
The blood elder monster was ecstatic, stunned and stunned on the spot, and then turned into a ray of light and flew towards the center of the thunder tribulation. That was not the aura of a monk at all, but the aura of some shocking treasure.
Just as he thought, the monk who had overcome the tribulation still did not survive.
"There's a baby!"
The Earthly Corpse Master let out a strange cry and rushed towards the place where the spiritual light flickered with all his strength.