"Rumble~"
There was lightning and thunder.
Thunder tribulations struck down one after another. The palace was covered by formations and it was difficult to see what was going on inside, but it was not difficult to imagine that someone was overcoming the tribulations!
The senior officials of Jingyang Academy were overjoyed, knowing that Shui Bingyue had successfully formed a baby and had passed the previous key steps, leaving only the final hurdle of Thunder Tribulation!
If they were still worried in the front, they were not at all worried about the thunder disaster in the back.
Because getting to this point is mostly related to one's own strength. With Shui Bingyue's strength, it must not be a big problem to survive the thunder tribulation.
"Quick, go ask the founder for a handwriting!"
With the approval of the professors, the collection was immediately taken out from the treasure house of Jingyang Academy.
It was an ordinary-looking long calligraphy scroll, but the words on it were vigorous, powerful, rich and elegant. At first glance, it was written by a master of calligraphy!
The professors stamped the big seal on the calligraphy, which immediately activated their spirituality. The paper suddenly flew up, stretched in the wind, floated into the sky, and was pasted on the inside of the array light curtain for testing.
The old woman with a cane was breaking the formation, and suddenly the birthday boy was crutched!
Because I can't poke it in.
The formation below suddenly changed from paper to an iron curtain!
With the blessing of the ancestor's handwriting, the formation was so impregnable that it turned into a turtle shell in a short period of time. Only the thunder tribulations from the sky could be ignored as they struck down one after another.
"Quick! Break the formation quickly, we can't let her break through the Nascent Soul!"
The woman in the red dress over there shouted anxiously to this side.
Bainiu had been struggling with her, and now he finally spoke out.
"You have time to look around when you are fighting with me, but you are not attentive enough!"
The oxtail dodged unexpectedly and struck her hard on the waist. Her body was knocked away like catkins, and she spurted several mouthfuls of blood.
When the man in black over there saw this, he quickly asked with concern:
"Yu Bing, how are you?"
The statue of the Patriarch is filled with sword energy, with his sword drawn vertically and horizontally, his figure is as bright as the moon, and his stone sleeves are bulging like flying!
He didn't have time to worry about other places.
"It's okay, I can't die!"
The woman in the red dress ignored the concern of the man in black, but looked at the tribulation over there with great anxiety, because the 19th tribulation and the 29th tribulation had passed, and the 39th tribulation was coming soon!
Once the other party truly breaks through, it will completely disrupt your own plans. Years of investment will be in vain, and the losses will be immeasurable!
There may even be a reversal of identity, bringing unpredictable consequences!
"Grandmaster Manyi, break the formation quickly, don't delay!"
The old woman with a cane over there was also testing the situation intensively, and found that she was unable to survive.
It was clearly calculated to be the weak point of the formation, but when poked it was incredibly hard.
"Don't you think I don't want to be quick? This turtle shell is smelly and hard, so why don't you do it instead?"
The old woman also has a temper. A formation master in the Nascent Soul stage is very tough and cannot accept other people's instructions.
The woman in the red dress realized that there was something wrong with her tone of voice, because she still needed the other party to break the formation, so she had no choice but to soften.
"Sister, I was impatient just now, so I want to tell you that I'm sorry. Please do me a favor, and I'll give you double what I promised you afterwards!"
This time it was more or less the same, the old woman on a cane nodded.
He reached out and took out a precision-made pointed cone, which was graded layer by layer from the tip to the end. This is a type of mechanical creation with a specific name:
Machine cone!
When many formation masters are just starting out as apprentices, they will ask someone to make one according to the relevant classics, so that they can easily dismantle and break the formation and apply what they have learned.
Several levels can be used to dismantle several levels of formations.
The machine cone in the old woman's hand has five layers, which is comparable to a spiritual treasure!
It just corresponds to her status as a master of formations. It cost a huge price to hire a big shot who is also a master of weapon refining to create it!
Not only did he spend all his savings, but he also owed a lot of foreign debt. Only then was he invited to participate in the attack on the top power's mountain gate!
Otherwise, the average formation master, who is not lying at home counting money, will go into battle in person?
She placed the cone on the outside and placed it on the end of the crutch. This crutch was also the most convenient ancient treasure for breaking the formation, and she tapped against the Jingyang Academy's formation again.
This time it was obviously different. Waves of light were flowing on the formation. Although it was still strong under the blessing of the calligraphy, the surrounding areas began to become disordered.
Puddles gradually gathered on the light screen, and a small, colored rain began to fall, which eroded pits underneath.
The experienced teachers at Jingyang Academy quickly organized the students to escape.
"Quickly get out of the way, this is the Madara Spiritual Corrosion Rain! The highly corrosive spiritual rain formed by the chaotic deployment of spiritual energy of various attributes through different proportions, different temperatures, and different tones will seriously damage the body!"
A pot exploded below!
Everyone hurriedly ran around to take shelter from the rain, and soon there was hail again in the sky, followed by fireballs, followed by falling leaves
The seasons are constantly changing.
All the professors in Jingyang Academy were sweating, hoping for the power of the ancestor's handwriting.
On the other hand, the frequency of the catastrophe is not too slow. It is also possible that the people who are overcoming the tribulation are aware of the crisis of the situation and take the initiative to speed up.
The three nine thunder tribulations were the most dangerous, each reaching the Nascent Soul stage, but the palace received them all without spilling a single bit.
Finally, under the spotlight of everyone, the 3927th thunder calamity struck in the air!
The thunder that connects the sky and the earth spans an unknown number of miles, connecting the sky and the earth, illuminating thousands of miles of territory, like a comet falling to the ground!
Even several Nascent Soul stages felt chilled!
"Crack!"
The thunder came only after a while, but it was already over in the main hall.
The Nine Heavens Thunder Pond began to retreat behind the scenes, and the shadow slowly moved horizontally into the void.
It was quiet below, and I didn’t know what the outcome would be.
At a certain moment,
A fragrance begins to spread between heaven and earth. The first smell makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they are intoxicated.
When I smelled it again, I felt that the depths of my spiritual roots were about to move, as if they were about to grow a little longer!
"Is this the nectar of heaven and earth?"
Everyone in Jingyang Academy was overjoyed, but the Nascent Soul stage monks outside looked ugly.
The nectar of heaven and earth is a reward from heaven after breaking through the Nascent Soul stage and experiencing the Three Nine Thunder Tribulations. It means that you have accomplished a great job and have entered the forest of high-end combat power in this world, becoming the overlord of one party from now on!
Whether a force has the Nascent Soul stage or not makes a huge difference!
Jingyang Academy was originally empty, but fortunately, a new Nascent Soul Stage monk was born at the critical moment, which was enough to turn the tide.
The old woman on a crutch stopped immediately, realizing that there would be no chance of this trip again, and planned to leave right away.
The man in black also felt that there was nothing he could do. Chuanyin and the two wanted to withdraw first.
But a cold voice suddenly sounded from below, from far to near.
"Three of you, it's disrespectful for you to come without warning. Since you are so provocative, you might as well leave something behind before leaving!"
The earth trembled and vitality boiled.
"Ding——"
A crisp sword chant pulled the moonlight in the sky, and a white line across the sky and the earth shot from below in an instant, hitting the old woman on a cane!
Her expression changed greatly, and she quickly waved her staff to resist, but by chance, the machine cone was still stuck underneath and was chopped off by the white light!
"Ah! My baby!"
The old woman didn't care about anything else and quickly wanted to take it back. But the white light was extremely fast, spinning around and twisting, wrapping the small awl around its body and flying into the formation, and was sent into the hall below to suppress it.
The students below cheered!
Many students and teachers were even more happy!
The older generation professors looked pleased and relieved.
Only the old woman was tearing her heart out, howling in pain, using her cane to tap the formation under her feet crazily.
The woman in the red dress over there was also in disbelief. She was fighting the Demon King White Bull when she suddenly saw Shui Bingyue succeed in breaking through. She was shocked beyond words.
The man in black next to him kept sending messages:
"You two, please forget about it. This is a country of Confucianism. We in the demonic path should not stay for a long time. Since we can't make any achievements, we might as well withdraw first."
But the old woman is not willing to give in at all. She was originally invited to participate in the war, but she lost her wife and lost her troops. How can you let her get through this?
The woman in the red dress could not give up, gritting her teeth and persisting.
"Brother Zhong, there can only be one Shui Bingyue and me. If we don't capture her while she's not on a firm footing this time, I'm afraid it will be a big problem in the future!"
"It doesn't matter. If she dares to come to you in the future, I will protect her."
The man in black was secretly worried about the foundation of Jingyang Academy. Whether it was the white bull or the statue of the founder, their strength should not be underestimated and they would never be easily taken down, so he did not want to continue to waste energy.
The white moonlight below appeared again, ignoring the old woman who was still howling, letting her continue to compete with the formation, and then shot towards the woman in the red dress who was entangled with the white cow!
"Xiao Yubing, I originally thought I would find you after I broke through the Nascent Soul, but I didn't expect you to come first, so that's fine. Don't leave today, let me see your strength!"
The woman in the red dress is named Xiao Yubing, and she turns out to be the palace saint who hunted Lin Shan back then.
She didn't know what the secret connection was. She realized that Shui Bingyue was about to break through the Nascent Soul stage, so she hurriedly ran around to call friends, and spent a lot of money to come to Jingyang Academy together.
I want to interrupt Shui Bingyue, implement the final closing of the net, and pick the ripe fruits.
Unexpectedly, Jingyang Academy has such profound foundations that even the three of them and the formation master would not be able to break in in a short time.
As a result, Shui Bingyue made a breakthrough naturally!
In the future, if the two of them are equals, I'm afraid she won't be able to decide who is in charge! There is even a danger of backlash!
"You are just a cauldron I selected, what qualifications do you have to escape from my grasp!"
Shao Yu's face was cold, and she felt a little scared.
The white light below has absorbed enough of the power of the moonlight. It gradually turned into silver and attacked her again and again, making her already a little confused and even worse!
The White Bull Demon King's tricks were sophisticated. Taking advantage of Shui Bingyue's harassment, he seized the opportunity to lift his tail and cut it off.
Shao Yubing didn't rush to defend herself. She was slapped a few times and her body was a little unsteady. It was obvious that she had suffered a lot of injuries!
"Haha, the little girl has just broken through the Nascent Soul stage not long ago, right? I have taken advantage of my age, otherwise I really can't take you down!"
As soon as she finished speaking, thousands of hairs like steel needles came around her, and the moon-patterned silver sword next to her touched Yuehua, and the slanting thrusts were designed to pick out her weaknesses.
The man in black looked anxious, very concerned about Xiao Yubing's safety, and was dissatisfied with the old woman on the other side who was desperately attacking the formation.
How long has it been and you still want to break the formation?
"Grandmaster Manyi, that's enough! Come back quickly for help!"
The old woman didn't listen and was still trying to decipher the formation with her head covered. She looked like she was crazy. She lost her cone and was heartbroken.
In the end, Shao Yubing took the lead and realized that she could not achieve her goal with the three of them, so she had to call for retreat.
As soon as she left, the man in black followed closely behind her. Before they left, they didn't forget to drag the old lady along with them!
"Quick, hurry up!"
Grandmaster Manyi had no choice but to retreat with the two of them with hatred.
The three of them didn't say anything harsh before leaving, because they knew it would be meaningless.
Jingyang Academy burst into deafening cheers, releasing previously suppressed emotions.
The professors also stroked their beards and laughed, but Shui Bingyue's message also sounded in their ears:
"I have just made a breakthrough, and I have to stay where I am to consolidate my cultivation, so I can't come forward."
"Communicate at any time if there is anything to prevent the other party from leaving and coming back."
"Also, tell the Xungu Sect of the Lujiang League about Shao Yubing's breakthrough."
Everyone did not doubt her presence, followed Shui Bingyue's instructions, and began to clean up the mess.
And that machine cone is buried deep in the palace.
"Gurgling."
Outside the Black Pool, Lin Fan and Brother Ji were worried.
With a huge witch's face on his head, anyone would feel guilty.
The Demon Dog King has been in there for so many days, and he doesn't know how it's going. The two of them wanted to go down again to find out, but they were afraid of disturbing each other, so they could only wait.
In the outside world, another monk has already rushed in.
They would either kill him on the spot or capture him and torture him.
After waiting for a while, a row of dark clouds appeared on the horizon, and the people from Wu Dao Sect finally appeared!
Lin Fan and Brother Ji felt very heavy when they saw many acquaintances among them. The key was that there was a person standing on the bow of the boat whom they had never seen before!
The tall and straight figure, the unfathomable aura, and the stern eyes all showed his status.
Nascent Soul Stage Monk!
True Lord Xuanyong!
"What should I do? Otherwise, I will take you to run away first!"
When Chicken Brother talked about this, he felt that the Demon Dog King had to wait until the Year of the Monkey, so he might as well withdraw first!
"Let's go!"
Their eyes overlapped without any hesitation, as if they had already thought about this.
However, at this moment, a low murmur from far away suddenly sounded from below. It was words that seemed to be engraved deep in the soul, hitting everyone's chest heavily.
The water in the pool was boiling violently, as if welcoming the rising star. The unpleasant smell of sulfur came, making people unable to help but cover their mouths and noses.
"Hmph, boy, even if you killed our disciple of Wu Dao Sect, you still don't look like you have that kind of strength?"
Lin Fan ignored it, but seized the opportunity at the last moment to communicate the existence deep inside the Tan.
"Hey, hey, are you okay? If not, we're going to run away!"
Brother Chicken spread its wings and flapped its wings, getting ready to escape. Just waiting for the command to sit up, it would disappear deep into the old forest.
Seeing that this boy ignored him and looked a little ugly, Zhenjun Xuanyong couldn't help but look to his side.
The deputy head of Wu Dao Sect stood up:
"Boy, let me ask you a question! Where is the other accomplice? Why didn't I see him with you?"
Lin Fan blinked strangely and glanced secretly behind him.
Isn’t that emblazoned behind you?
It seems that the cursed spirit over there has ended, and the devil dog king is about to make a comeback. It seems that they are not completely powerless to fight!
(End of chapter)