Chapter 317 Strange Inner Demon, Nine Heavenly Tribulation
Wei Zhong’s consciousness fell into chaos, and when he woke up, it was already a different world.
In the vast sea of clouds, dragons and phoenixes were circling around Wei Zhong, and a Milky Way fell from the sky in front of him.
"Wei Zhong, since you have cultivated the law of time, why don't you throw yourself into the Immortal Palace? Do you want to die?"
Wei Zhong turned around and looked at the people behind him. The blurry halo of light emanates from the sky, and it is unknown where it falls.
He sneered:
"You are willing to be a dog in the fairy palace, but I am not.
"There are thousands of laws in this world, why should the laws of time be monopolized by 'him'? Wei Zhong must get a share of this long river of time.
"If you can't bear to be my lackey, just kill me if you have the ability. Why say more?"
After hearing this, those few people were stunned. There was no movement, just looking solemnly at the Milky Way behind Wei Zhong and the phantoms of dragons and phoenixes hovering around Wei Zhong.
They twisted their bodies and looked at each other, as if they were discussing something.
Unexpectedly, there was a flash of thunder in the sky, and a golden thunder dragon jumped out. It had double horns on its head, a square head and a pig's nose, and a silver ball in its mouth.
The golden thunder falls around him, like the judge of heaven in this world.
"Disobedience is death!"
The sound is like thunder, shocking people's hearts.
When he spoke, silver chains also emerged from several other figures, as if they were enveloped by dense spider webs, with pain and struggle showing on their faces.
Wei Zhong stared at the dragon shadow in the sky without any surprise or fear.
On the contrary, he shouted loudly:
"How dare a wild guard dog bark here?"
As he spoke, he threw his body into the Milky Way above and turned into the starlight in it. a little.
Wei Zhong was in a trance, and the scene in front of him changed again.
Withered body, he walked towards a huge millstone in front of him and stroked his wrinkled forehead:
"I am a wise man, but I only got this millstone in exchange for it," he turned around to look He asked the person next to him, "Brother Wen Shao, can't you make this reincarnation disk more beautiful?"
The latter raised his eyebrows slightly:
"If Brother Wei doesn't want to, he can tear up the sky." Deed..."
Wei Zhong smiled and shook his head:
"That's all, that old dog is chasing you very hard, so I just have to deal with it!"
After that, he jumped into it.
Both body and consciousness were ground by the millstone, and endless pain emanated from the soul.
Covering his head, Wei Zhong groaned in pain.
Opening his eyes, he saw that strange millstone was nowhere in front of him, but he was just inside a cultivation cave.
When I was stunned, even the pain that penetrated my soul disappeared.
Put your hands in front of your eyes, confirm that your body is intact, and murmur:
"Inner demon, but is it really the inner demon?"
However, There was no time left for Wei Zhong to think. Dark clouds were entrenched in the sky, and golden light shone within them, which was the birth of thunder.
Wei Zhong stood up with a solemn look on his face, his soul had already been thrown into the "Time Treasure Record" in the sea of consciousness:
"Dajin, do you really have the ability to avoid sudden changes and thunder catastrophes?"
The Thunder Dragon, which was bound by the silver chain, straightened its neck:
"Don't worry, sir. Although this little guy is not good at fighting, his protection is excellent. With it, the shadow of the mutated thunder tribulation will be gone. Don’t even think about it.”
It was after hearing Thunder Dragon’s conclusion that Wei Zhong had the courage to directly advance to the realm of refining the void in recent days.
Waving his sleeves, Dajin emerged from the Moyuan Palace. Wei Zhong touched the opponent's head, feeling the connection between him and him, and nodded slowly.
Turn around, and in a flash, he appeared in the outside world.
"Great Elder, that is the Great Elder!"
Looking at the figure suspended in the sky, the Shahemen monks could not contain the joy and awe in their hearts.
Wei Zhong raised his head and looked at the black calamity cloud in the sky and the golden thunder and lightning bred in it.
He frowned and waved his hand, and a fifth-level colorful golden bamboo umbrella appeared in the palm of his hand.
By operating the technique, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a thousand miles around is extracted by Wei Zhong and turned into energy for the operation of the umbrella.
The colorful spiritual energy is like a substantial spiritual light shield, built around Wei Zhong.
"Boom!"
The first golden thunder fell directly from the calamity cloud before Wei Zhong could complete the casting.
"Boom!"
Like a bubble being popped easily, the light shield constructed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth shattered directly, revealing the scene inside.
It is a gold and silver thunderball built with a colorful golden bamboo umbrella as the core.
It is almost ten feet tall, just covering Wei Zhong's figure.
The extremely compressed thunder field barrier gave up a wide range of power coverage, just to protect Wei Zhong himself.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Two voices came one after another, and the golden sky thunder fell on the thunder and lightning barrier, like a dye thrown into a large dye vat. Wei Zhong was surrounded by The color of the thunder field changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, half of it was eroded by golden lightning.
Wei Zhong saw cracks appearing on the umbrella pole in front of him without any surprise.
With just a shake, the purple fairy energy in the body immediately poured into the umbrella, like a clear spring washing away dirt and debris.
The color of Leiyu returns to the balance of gold and silver.
The first thunder has been saved.
Within the Shahemen, as the thunder fell, most people lowered their heads heavily.
With such power, those with low cultivation levels cannot even look directly at it.
Only some monks can see the sky due to their advanced cultivation.
But the look on his face was also full of horror and awe.
Thunder Tribulation Tianwei, in this spiritual world, even Hedao and Mahayana must be afraid of the three points and do not want to be contaminated.
Thousands of miles away, Wei Yuesheng and Lelin stood in the high-altitude clouds, looking at the calamity clouds that spread for thousands of miles with solemn expressions.
Especially when the sky thunder fell, his eyelids couldn't stop beating, as if he recalled the scene when he survived the disaster and narrowly escaped death.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, when these five-color gods turn into gods, they will overwhelm me and others. Let them be promoted to Lianxu, how will our family deal with each other?"
Wei Yuesheng glanced at the ancestor of the Le family:
"How come, Brother Le, does he still have a way to make him fall under this disaster?"
Le Lin breathed If he stagnates, his cultivation level is mediocre, how can he have such ability. Not to mention using some tricks, it didn't even dare to get close to this calamity.
I am afraid that the thunder tribulation will not be enough to kill a person, so it will come over and trigger its own small tribulation.
"No, no, it's just that my family will be in a difficult situation in the future, so we have to help each other. Don't let his Shahemen family dominate..."
A thoughtful look appeared in Wei Yuesheng's eyes, but another explosion in the sky took away his attention.
Wei Zhong looked solemnly at the second thunder falling from the sky. This time, the power of the thunder was even stronger, even though Wei Zhong drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on a large scale and used his own fairy spirit energy as a blessing.
The colorful golden bamboo umbrella still failed to withstand this attack.
The cracks on the umbrella pole continued to spread, the umbrella ribs were broken, and the umbrella surface was charred and damaged. This perfectly good colorful golden bamboo umbrella was completely turned into a ball of debris in front of Wei Zhong, and even the possibility of repair was None remained.
Wei Zhong sighed:
'After all, it is only a fifth-level god-transforming treasure. With the blessing of my cultivation, it is very difficult to survive two thunder tribulations. '
With a flash of inspiration from the magic weapon in his hand, Wei Zhong took out the sixth-order corpse knife. The phantom of the red sparrow hovered on it, and the sound of mourning sounded. Wei Zhong stood with the knife and ran towards the third sword in the air. Thunder Tribulation is just one cut. The black sword light swept through the void and met the thunderous strike.
The two collided with each other, causing Wei Zhong's brow to jump suddenly.
“No, this corpse knife!”
I wonder if the corpse sword magic weapon has a yin and evil attribute, which is incompatible with lightning and other extremely strong and yang things. When the two collided, not only did they not eliminate the thunder tribulation, but they triggered a more terrifying reaction. system.
The sky thunder suddenly thickened, destroying the black sword light with a "crack", and then fell on the sixth-level corpse knife held by Wei Zhong's body with endless force.
The latter was like porcelain, with the runes on its surface breaking like patterns. Then the body of the magic weapon shattered directly after losing the protection of the runes, turning into crumbs in Wei Zhong's hands.
‘A perfectly good sixth-level magic sword was ruined like this? ’
Wei Zhong couldn’t help feeling a little annoyed, but he didn’t have time to feel sorry for this sixth-level magic weapon, because the third thunder calamity had not been completely eliminated.
Instead, after destroying the magic weapon, he hit Wei Zhong's body one after another.
"Boom!"
The Wei Zhong hanging high in the air was shot down directly and hit the mountains. The surrounding trees were destroyed and the rocks collapsed.
“Great Elder!”
Exclamations kept ringing in the Shahe Gate, but no one dared to step forward to check the situation.
Just because the calamity clouds over there have not dispersed yet, and the thunder calamity is not over yet.
“Hmph, these five colors are really brave. They dare to use those evil magic weapons to fight against thunder and calamity. I’m afraid they will be seriously injured by this blow. These nine thunders are difficult!”< br>
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lelin finished speaking, a silver thunder figure soared into the sky from the collapsed mountain forest.
The divine light bursts out, the momentum is raging, and there is no trace of injury.
"You must have forgotten, fellow Daoist Le, that he is still a disciple of Tianyin Leishan. His body-refining thunder method has already reached the peak of the fifth level, and is a bit more powerful than the spiritual method."< br>
Wei Zhong looked at his arms. Only the robe was damaged, and there was no trace of damage to the body inside.
“After advancing to the Void Refining cultivator, all the magic weapons on the body will have to be replaced.”
The fifth-level magic weapon is no longer suitable for use by the Void Refining monks. This Void Refining Heavenly Thunder simply shatters upon contact.
Looking up at the thunder in the sky, Wei Zhongkong's empty hands suddenly appeared in a flash of two thunder beads.
The appearance of its silver thunder is like two dazzling electric lightning balls caught in Wei Zhong's hand.
Sixth level thunder element spirit bead.
Wei Zhong has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years and has never slacked off in refining this spiritual bead magic weapon. It can be said that he has a considerable amount of it in his hands.
This is the time for this thunder disaster.
"You are Thunder, and I am also Thunder, let's see who can overwhelm the other."
Although there are only nine thunders in the sky, now three of the nine have passed, leaving six. That’s all.
Lifting his left hand, the shadow of the thunder bead disappeared.
There was a loud bang from the clouds overhead, gold and silver intertwined, circling around each other, causing a huge aftermath.
Wei Zhong squinted his eyes and saw the golden thunder escaping, chasing him as if he was trying to find its scent.
It just stirred up the [Five Elements Aura] on the surface of the body.
Like catching an earthworm, he grabbed this wisp of lightning in his hand, squeezed it gently, and crushed it.
The disappearance of the two colors of gold and silver in the sky means that the fourth thunder has also passed.
“It works!”
Seeing that the thunder spirit beads had an effect on thunder tribulation, Wei Zhong felt relieved.
‘Since then, I don’t care about exposing such a treasure as the Yantian Whip. ’
The fifth path, the sixth path...
Wei Zhong is all thrown by thunder beads.
At first, I could barely cope with a thunder bead, but as the levels of thunder tribulation increased, the power of thunder tribulation became stronger and stronger.
"If one doesn't work, just two. If two doesn't work, just three. I don't believe that we can't survive this catastrophe!"
And Wei Yuesheng, who saw Wei Zhong's squandering in the outside world, With Le Lin, people will feel numb.
From then on, when Wei Zhong took out the thunder bead to deal with the catastrophe, the two of them knew what it was.
The thunder-type spirit beads are worth at least three top-quality spirit stones in the outside world because they are of high enough grade. There are only a few weapon refiners who can refine it, and the success rate is pitifully low. There is still a premium in Bai Feng Spiritual Domain.
It is not impossible to sell four top-quality spiritual stones.
And Wei Zhong, how many thunder beads have been thrown?
"Four, five, six..."
Lelin punched his chest:
"How many sixth-order thunder beads are stored in these five colors?"
Wei Yuesheng's eyes were equally confused and envious.
If he has so many thunder beads in hand, why should he be afraid of those guys who are eyeing the Fantasy Sword Sect? One thunder bead per person is enough to strive for hundreds of years of development for the sect.
“The eighth path!”
Four, five, sixty and seven thunder tribulations have consumed Wei Zhong’s six thunder beads. Sensing the increasingly terrifying power in the sky, Wei Zhong became determined. , directly took out three thunder beads.
"These are the last three!"
Wei Zhong threw it casually, and just in time, thunder fell from the sky. The two collided, erupting into a dazzling thunder halo. Standing aside from the impact, Wei Zhong's body surface was filled with five-color spiritual light. , trying to block out all the aftermath.
Looking at the increasingly thin Five Elements Spiritual Light, Wei Zhong sighed and increased the output of the Fairy Spirit Energy.
“You have to hold on!”
The aura is getting thinner and thinner, like a layer of window paper that breaks when poked.
Finally, while Wei Zhong was suffering, the eighth thunder tribulation dissipated.
"The last step is to survive this calamity and become a true cultivator. If not, the body will turn into withered bones. The Tao will disappear and the body will die, and more than a thousand years of practice will be in vain."
The thunder in the sky has not fallen for a long time, and the black calamity clouds are rolling, stirring up the sky for thousands of miles.
The golden light dances in it, like a real thunder dragon swimming in it.
Wei Zhong frowned, there was a green and silver thunder bead.
Sixth level wind and thunder bead.
Among the artifact inheritance obtained from the auction, Wei Zhong studied one of the fusion thunder beads for a hundred years, and accidentally obtained a high-level wind spiritual material, and spent a lot of spiritual stones to produce it. Several golden thunder bamboos that are 100,000 years old came out.
After the materials are exhausted, one can only be refined.
The price is so high that it is no less expensive than a sixth-level high-grade magic weapon.
This is a big trump card in Wei Zhong’s hands.
This was also Wei Zhong's way of dealing with the last thunder.
The heavenly calamity was conceived, and an illusory dragon head poked its head out from the black calamity cloud.
“Another Thunder Tribulation in Transformation?”
Wei Zhong has long been accustomed to this. As early as when he was promoted to Nascent Soul, the ninth thunder had already taken the initial dragon shape.
The other monks who saw this scene, especially Le Lin, all opened their eyes:
"Thunder Tribulation in Transformation, what kind of characters of these five colors can have such visions of Thunder Tribulation?"
(End of this chapter)