Chapter 758: Robbery
How could the Martial Prime Minister, one of the three deputy city lords, not be able to see the cultivation level of the tribulation breaker.
He was sent here just for testing.
Also a warning.
Don't think that you can do whatever you want in Tianji City just because you are about to survive the Lord's Tribulation.
If Tianji City feels threatened, there are many people who can kill him before he triggers the thunder tribulation, even Zhu Xianhe, who teases himself as the weakest among the three commanders who came here, is no exception.
This is also the reason why the deputy city lord did not come in person.
Because there is no need for him to go.
Just one commander of the Judgment Division can suppress the situation.
Of course, Prime Minister Wu also had questions about the transfer of the Prime Minister of Tianji City. It was clear that this person was only the Supreme True Lord, so why did he let him move around by name.
Tu Shanjun was well aware of the arrival of Zhu Xianhe.
He also saw the hesitation in the other person's eyes.
With his appearance, no one would believe that he is not a dangerous person.
It would only feel like the escaping and lurking demon was forced to appear under the vibration of the thunder tribulation.
Just when Venerable Star Chaser was hesitating, the thunder calamity in the sky that Tu Shanjun was paying attention to changed.
After the Venerable stepped into the thunder pool, the thunder clouds seemed to speed up a lot, and the spiritual pressure became more solid. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the power of Hell locked onto his body.
Tu Shanjun carefully considered the methods he could use.
There is no need to think about magical powers.
With the power of this body, let alone Xu Sanniang, who is one real and one illusory, providing him with mana, even a few more are not enough.
Then we can only fight the physical body and the "Tao" of understanding.
Now I can only pray that my bones will be strong enough to withstand the thunder.
As a last resort, you cannot use death-resistant techniques.
The body of the great demon created by the death-nin technique is indeed powerful, but it also needs mana support.
Without his Yin Shen control, there is no telling what this powerful demon body will transform into.
Thinking of the influx of powerful power at that time, Tushanjun couldn't help but grin. Although power is good, it must be under his control. Uncontrollable power will only create disaster.
Just this smile made Venerable Star Chaser, who was walking in the distance, look frozen.
Who would smile when facing a thunderstorm, or when his own magic power is insufficient and he seems to be unprepared for anything.
Such people are either confident enough in their own strength, or they are crazy.
He didn't think that a monk who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation, the Great True Lord, would be so crazy, so there was only one thing left, and that was to be confident enough in his own strength.
In fact, he should have thought that Wu Xiang sent him not just as a simple test, but as a real game.
The hesitation in his eyes faded, and Venerable Star Chaser said: "It doesn't matter, this is a private place. Although it is under the jurisdiction of our sect, it actually does not belong to it. As long as you can get the understanding of the owner of this place, we have no other objections."
"The owner of this place?"
"I think she agrees."
Tu Shanjun turned his eyes, and the figure that was standing on the other side just now disappeared.
The changes in the thunder clouds came to an abrupt end.
…
Three days later.
The monk in black and red robes like an old meditating monk opened his eyes.
It was a sunny day at this time.
Only the purple thunder here covers the sky and the sun.
After three days of brewing, the thunder calamity finally showed surprising fluctuations.
An electric arc appeared in the center of the rolled-up sea bowl. The arc light gathered thousands of strands in an instant and turned into a bright thunder snake, splitting open the tranquility that had been silent for several days.
Bang! ! !
The sky and the earth were as bright as day in an instant.
The huge palace turned into powder, and the stretches of palaces were torn apart by thunder.
The huge explosion formed by the arc and smoke was like a high cloud rising over the Huafang Island, and the heat wave stirred up swept away the ruins and rubble.
Also disappearing among them was the black-robed monk who once sat cross-legged on the roof of the palace drinking wine.
A few moments.
The wind blows wild sand.
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed.
The endless devastated land turned like a plow. In this vast land, a figure vaguely appeared. His tall body remained motionless, and electric arcs were fighting all over his body.
Even the long hair that was originally tied up was finally let down, and the wild hair on his head looked like the mane of a ferocious beast.
The outer layer of the robe was burned away by the thunder snake, revealing the scale armor like a vest inside.
The black and purple armor was forged by Tushanjun using his own demonic body through the art of enduring death.
He could forge armor like this if he wanted to. The advantage was that the materials for forging the armor were easy to find. Even if there were no demon scales, he could still use other materials.
But what he didn't expect was that just the first thunderstorm had left only a few fragments of the robe that had gathered the evil energy hanging down.
The thunder of the husband is the cardinal of heaven and earth, and the shock will shock all things.
The Majestic Thunder Tribulation is a calamity and a test imposed by Heaven on monks.
Among many monks, ghost cultivators are a relatively special existence, not only because most of them are obsessed with death and become ghosts, but even those elves born in heaven and earth cannot be favored by thunder, and evil spirits are even less likely to have evil ways under thunder. How many ways to survive.
If it is a great demon that shocks the world, it is time to peel off the skin and cramps, squeeze the blood and tear out the bones after passing through the thunder tribulation.
The way of heaven is unkind and regards all things as stupid dogs.
This is not aimed at demonic cultivation, but Yin and Yang are like this, and they are mutually reinforcing each other.
Therefore, only demons like Tushanjun, who are blazing with demonic flames and full of evil spirits, can better appreciate the benefits of thunder.
With no time to think, Tushanjun opened his mouth and swallowed the spiritual energy from all directions.
Some of the scars on the outer skin had healed, but no scars were left.
At that time, he didn't think he could survive the thunderstorm, so he didn't leave the Soul Pill in his hand. Fortunately, before the thunder fell, he had already refined the corpse into evil spirit and stored it, otherwise it would be a drop in the bucket just to swallow it.
The light and shadow of the dancing thunder snake fell silent, and the arcs swimming in the vortex gathered and took shape again.
This time, the thunder had not yet fallen, and it had already caused the earth to shake.
Huafang Island is more like being grasped by a giant hand, pressing down eight hundred miles into the Han River.
We should have known what the island looks like in the water.
If such a huge force hits again, thousands of waves will immediately be stirred up, and electric arcs will flow into the river along the ground, just like the Milky Way with stars falling down, and like the streamers embroidered by the flowing light fish.
boom! ! !
The first thing Tu Shanjun felt was pressure, pressure that was so powerful that he couldn't easily resist it. It even made him want to bend down and cough twice, and then came the terrifying power.
If that was all, at the same time as the second thunderbolt fell, the third thunderbolt immediately chased after him.
Now there is nothing left on the entire Huafang Island.
The red-haired and black-robed monk standing in the center of the island straightened up. Half of his face was torn off by lightning, revealing the sharp fangs and ferocious gums on the left side of his face. The huge gash extended to his eyelids, leaving half of his face completely bare. flesh and blood protection.
There were countless "claw"-like wounds on the shoulders and chest.
It didn't feel like he was hit by thunder, but like his flesh and blood body was torn apart by the claws of some terrifying wild beast.
Although there were many wounds, no black and red blood was seen gushing out. All wounds are covered with a faint mist, and the black-red mist lingers around the body.
For the first time, Tushanjun felt that time was so long.
In the past, when he was in seclusion, he just felt like he was in a trance and rushed by. Now he just caught the third thunderbolt, and he was already scarred.
Without enough mana, evil spirits, and elixirs, facing the thunder tribulation would be a waste of time.
Tu Shanjun was unsure when he first sensed the thunder tribulation. He had calculated his chances of successfully overcoming the tribulation, and found that his chances of successfully overcoming the tribulation were less than 15%.
The only good thing to be thankful for is that Zunhunban was promoted to Taoist soldier early. Not turning into bones gave him the foundation to compete with Zunhun.
In this way, the spiritual machine of heaven and earth will only lock on him, and will not overlap with the promoted Taoist soldiers of the soul banner, and it will not become what it was like when he passed through the Nascent Soul Tribulation.
"Bang!"
The fourth wave of thunder is brewing.
The fifth lane.
…
The sixth path.
The thunder snake has long since transformed into a thunder dragon, roaring and roaring, turning the 800-mile Han River into a thunder prison. Even the water of the Han River has turned into a sticky arc. As long as anyone dares to step into it, the tiny lightning arc will It will turn into raging thunder and obliterate everyone who gets involved.
The armor on his body was riddled with holes, and most of his flesh and blood had been washed away by lightning.
The remaining flesh and blood burned with purple-red flames, and the small flames turned into raging flames, and then the entire body burned.
In the center of the Thunder Prison, the thin skeleton stood motionless.
The flames grew stronger.
The thick fog also seemed to have completely lost control and spread out without control.
In just a blink of an eye, the ruins of the original palace complex had been covered.
And it’s still expanding.
With the gentle breeze blowing, the entire Huafang Island was shrouded in thick fog.
Weird,
Quiet.
"Failed?"
Lord Star Chaser sighed.
In fact, he had expected it.
With a body with a restrained aura and weak magic power, even a genius cannot resist the thunderstorm with his physical body alone. Without the treasures to protect the way, the panacea to prove his cultivation, and the magical powers to increase his strength, he will only be able to survive. The body dies and the path disappears under the thunder tribulation.
But this is good, as it saves them from fighting each other.
Lord Chasing Star still doesn’t want to take action.
He sighed, more of a feeling of pity for the people in the same way, and quite a feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox.
Even if they are nobles and can be called ancestors, if they cannot become immortals, in the end they will just be a handful of loess and waste their lives.
To die in this way on the road of seeking the Tao is not to be regarded as seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence.
"He's hopeless. Most of his body is damaged, and his breath is too weak to detect. He will die as soon as the thunder and fire burn out his body." A child's voice came.
The strong man shook his head and said, "What a pity."
They had not seen any monks who dared to survive the tribulation in the city for many years.
Moreover, although the peak of Nascent Soul and the Transformation of God are both the second step, they are the difference between children and adults.
This small step is not easy to take.
He also felt sorry to see a monk who was dedicated to the Tao die.
"Can we collect his body?"
Zhu Xianhe looked back at his colleagues.
"Thunder disaster is not over yet."
A slightly dull voice came.
Naturally, they recognized the owner of this voice. He was one of the deputy city lords of Tianji City.
The middle-aged man in a lapis lazuli robe looked towards the Huafang Island and saw the flaming skeleton standing at the ruins of the giant palace. He shook his head slightly and said, "Although the thunderstorm has not yet dissipated, I'm afraid his days are numbered."
Then he looked at the child and said, "Don't untie the formation so that the puppet warriors can come and take over."
"Iron Bear takes the spirit boat of the Forbidden Law Department back."
"Xianhe, please give him a ride."
"it's me again?"
Zhu Xianhe was surprised.
…
Xu Sanniang's face changed drastically when she returned to Longrongfang Orphanage.
Just now, her mana, which was still disappearing, suddenly stopped disappearing.
However, this is not the most important thing. What is even more terrible is that there is no movement in the Zunhun Banner. She can activate the magical power, but Tushanjun does not come back.
The panic in Xu Sanniang's eyes was beyond words.
In the past, Brother Tushan used his soul clone body. Even if his soul clone body died, he could still use the soul flag to speak.
There is no movement at all now, which is really abnormal.
"Trouble!"
Xu Sanniang stood up in a hurry.
She had to go back.