On the first day, the thunder snake flew in the sky, and it was the thunder that fell from the sky, like a torrential rain;

The next day, it was like a torrential rain with the help of a strong wind, and it was more than ten times more powerful;

On the third day, there was endless thunderstorms, like flash floods, if the mountains collapsed, overwhelming, as if endless......

......

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Before I knew it, ten days had passed.

Within the sect of the Faxiang Sect, all the immortal cultivators went from excitement, to numbness, to amazement, and finally to shock.

I don't know how many immortal cultivators, their hearts are cold, thinking that if they face such a catastrophe by themselves, they will be a little sure that they can get through, the answer is obvious, there is no point!

If it weren't for the fact that they were all sect monks, with the sect as their backers, there would always be a big array and senior masters to block them for them, I am afraid that they would have left a shadow in their hearts.

It's terrifying!

As early as the third day, in the entire Dharma Xiangzong Mountain Gate, there were countless light shields rising, either for magic weapons or for supernatural powers, in short, to defend against the aftermath of the Heavenly Tribulation that was emanating.

In the first three days, Zhang Fan's Donghuang Bell can also collect all the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, condense it together, and gather it next to the Donghuang Bell for digestion.

After the third day, this could no longer be done, and countless small thunderbolts almost hit the mountain gate like a torrential rain.

If it weren't in the Faxiang Sect, but in any wilderness, with its power, it would not be impossible to erode for hundreds of miles.

Since then, all the immortal cultivators in the sect who have reached the level of Dan have used various means to protect themselves and their disciples.

After seven days, I complained bitterly, and I didn't have the mood to learn and see for a long time, and I couldn't wait for this catastrophe to end as soon as possible.

This is still the reason why in the sect, Nangong is hopeless, Qingluan Fairy, Crazy Dragon Zhenren and others have taken action to protect most of the places, if not, I am afraid that these Jiedan monks will have to take care of themselves.

The terrifying heavenly tribulation and the never-ending thunder filled the Faxiang Sect with a tense atmosphere.

In the inheritance hall, Candle Jiuxiao and Feng Jiuling are no longer leisurely and play-like expressions.

Feng Jiuling replaced Candle Jiuxiao, knocked the jade chime for several consecutive days, and suppressed all the ghosts crying and howling, such a long-term magic weapon can only be done by an old top powerhouse like him.

Candle Jiuxiao no longer looked at the situation outside, turned his back to the gate of the Inheritance Hall, and sat cross-legged in front of Zhou Tianxing's chart.

His meaning was very clear, if it was a critical moment, he would have to forcibly open the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram Great Array and stop all the thunder tribulations.

At this point, he also knew that Zhang Fan could no longer be distracted by the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram, and he could only do it.

It was precisely because of this treasure that Zhang Fan dared to continue his original plan when he discovered something wrong on the first day.

At this time, Zhang Fan was not much easier.

On Dongyang Peak, there are no five fingers in the hand, only the thunder raging in the sky, as if the primeval thunder god has been resurrected, dancing the giant hammer and constantly striking the thunder and lightning, vowing to raze everything to the ground.

All this pressure was resisted by Zhang Fan's body, and his figure sitting cross-legged unconsciously showed a little blur, and there was a whirlpool sweeping, constantly devouring the aura around him, making up for the consumption of ten days.

I don't know when, a figure stood beside him, silent, and Zhang Fan didn't seem to notice it, and didn't say a word.

For a long time, this long tenth day, this thunder, whether it is powerful or numerous, is no less than the tenth day of the sum of the previous nine heavens, and it is finally about to pass.

"Boom!"

The last thunderbolt hit a smash on the East Emperor Bell, and the sky suddenly became clear.

This brightness is just like a hint of a thousand years, and a light is bright, but those who have knowledge not only have not relaxed, but their expressions have become more and more calm.

Convergence!

The thunderclouds on the sky dome were squeezing together at a rapid speed, like a giant kneading.

Purple!

The purple that was as deep as the extreme, the deep pitch black like a black hole, and the silent silence revealed an endless power of destruction.

Only the final blow is missing!

Clear-eyed people know that this is the thunder tribulation that is accumulating all the strength, and it is necessary to issue the final destruction of the thunder punishment, and if it is resisted, the sea and the sky will be wide!

"Whew~~"

On Dongyang Peak, the sound of the wind roaring was Zhang Fan's long exhalation.

Immediately, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he said for the first time in ten days: "Ku Lao, what an accident!"

Zhang Fan's wry smile is really not pretending.

He did take advantage of the ink spirit to transform into a form, first, to block the heavenly tribulation for it, and secondly, to further refine the magic weapon.

It's just that I never thought that Mo Ling's Heavenly Tribulation Power would be so terrifying, and he already had a little bit of the power that he had seen in the 100,000 Mountains back then, when the corpse abandoned Daoist was punished by heaven.

It's hard to ride a tiger, so you have to do it.

But this is also a rare opportunity, after all, except for the Shenxiao Sect, few people have such an opportunity as him, if this time is the whole thing, the Eastern Emperor Zhong will definitely be able to go further, far from being comparable to the past.

Standing behind him at this time was a child-like ascetic.

Hearing this, the bitter Taoist's pink and tender face showed a trace of depression, and he said angrily: "You refine the treasure and let the old man help you take care of the house, I call it an accident~"

A few days ago, Zhang Fan was already unable to take care of Dongyang Peak, and he couldn't let Youyou and others take action, with their cultivation, one was not good, it was the risk of turning into ashes.

It's a pity that if you are already in the Illusion Demon Dao and have not been on Dongyang Peak, you will be blind.

If one is not good, Dongyang Peak will become a ruin, and that is called a depression.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the ascetic who had been in retreat and cultivated with the intention of recovering his cultivation stood up and protected Dongyang Peak for him.

After all, the bitter Taoist has not even reached the Yuan infancy, and at this point, the oil has run out, and the lamp has dried up, who can he talk to about the depression in his heart.

It's really recruiting who to provoke!

"Boy, don't you want to think about it, is your blackbird an ordinary demon bird?"

The bitter Taoist said bitterly: "The Heavenly Tribulation of the Demon Beast is already stronger than that of the human immortal cultivator, and the stronger the bloodline, the more fierce the Heavenly Tribulation, which is very different from the human race. ”

"Legend has it that in the primeval times, the great demon transformed into a shape, it must be a land of devastating lives and erosion of a state, you black bird, although it is not as good as those big demons, but looking at the power of this heavenly calamity, it is not worse than the ancient demon beasts. ”

"If it weren't for the masters in the Faxiang Sect, you would be able to erase it for you to erase it at this moment. ”

If you don't say it, it's over, and after a while, the number of people who split their heads and cover their faces is behind, and the little face of the bitter Taoist finally shows a happy look.

In this regard, Zhang Fan could only smile bitterly.

Over the years, it has been rare for the ascetic people to seize the opportunity, and this is too much of an addiction.

In fact, where is it so serious, at the critical moment, Candle Jiuxiao will naturally open the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram Great Array, which is enough to protect the sect from harm, if not, Zhang Fan would have given up a long time ago, where would he die.

"That's it!"

"It's just the last one, and those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, don't ignore it. ”

The bitter Taoist looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

"And don't forget ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Fan: "I know, don't forget Mo Ling!"

A catastrophe is never just a catastrophe.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven is also the most just, blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings rely on, and there is a new explanation here.

The benefits of such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation are self-evident, and the final Heavenly Tribulation must not be taken over by him alone, otherwise the benefits that Mo Ling can get are limited.

"I've got my own plans!"

"Ku Lao, look at it!"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, all his energy was concentrated, and in an instant, all contact with the outside world was cut off.

The changes in the mudra are extremely complicated, the difference in every trajectory, and the change in every seal recipe are all condensation of the essence of Zhang Fan's lifelong cultivation.

"Good boy!"

In addition to being dazzled, the ascetic man also breathed a sigh of relief and secretly admired.

With his knowledge, he could hardly understand the seal trick that Zhang Fan cast, as if he did it himself.

In terms of instrument path cultivation, Zhang Fanshi has already stood at a terrifying high-end, which is enough to look down on the vast majority of human realm cultivators.

Perhaps, only the top instrument Dao masters of Xuantian Gate can be compared.

When Zhang Fan showed the essence of his life's weapon cultivation and did the final sacrifice, the last and most terrifying thunder tribulation finally crashed down!

“......”

But seeing the lightning flickering, only to see the purple lightning breaking through the sky, the clouds within a radius of dozens of miles were all dissociated by the aftermath of this terrifying thunderstorm, and in an instant, the incomparable clear sky appeared on the land of Qinzhou.

At that moment, all the voices were suppressed, and after an eternal silence, a loud bang that was enough to crack the earth and make the rivers flow backwards, exploded with a bang.

"Boom~~~~"

It was not as thick as everyone imagined that the mountain mountain, nor was it overwhelming, only a line of the deepest purple, swimming down, and bombarded the Donghuang Bell.

The ultimate pure refinement is beyond the scope of mortal thunder and lightning.

The moment this line of purple lightning appeared, whether it was Zhang Fan's bitter Taoist, or the Candle Jiuxiao Feng Jiuling who was watching all this from afar, and a group of real people from the Faxiang Sect, they all changed color.

With their cultivation, they can even imagine its horror.

At that moment, Candle Jiuxiao had the urge to immediately activate the Zhou Tian Star Diagram Great Array, if it weren't for his confidence in Zhang Fan, and he never expressed his position, Candle Jiuxiao wouldn't even hesitate at all.

Time, as if also frozen at this moment, for a long time, as if a lifetime had passed, the whole body was covered with countless seals, and the Donghuang Bell that had been refined to the last moment of the Dao Sacrifice fell weakly.

"Whew~~~"

The sound of a long breath of air, at the same time, sounded everywhere in the Faxiang Sect.

Inheriting ninety percent of the power of purple electricity, the Eastern Emperor Bell finally completed the final sacrifice, and at that moment it was silent, but in the eyes of real masters, it could see its danger and its horror.

Now it's finally in the past.

"Boom!"

In the earth-shattering roar, there was only one layer left in the end, and the purple lightning, which was still undiminished, hit Mo Ling's body.

Suddenly, the sound of black cries suddenly resounded, even overshadowing the loud sound of purple lightning wandering in the sky, becoming the only sound between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Mo Ling had been waiting for too long.

Under this final baptism of thunder, under the reward of the Heavenly Dao, in the sound of black crying, Xu said that Dongsheng, a firebird with a golden flame burning all over its body, completed the final transformation.

Mo Ling, Transfiguration!

(To be continued)