Gaze.
Until Sanniang disappeared.
In the palace, the green-faced and fanged Tushanjun soared into the sky.
Look up at the stars.
A roar came from the starless and moonless depths.
It is the war drum of the wilderness and the gaze of heaven and earth.
The purple air came three thousand miles from the east and formed rolling thunderclouds, covering the clear sky for thousands of miles.
It's like turning a river upside down and twisting a whirlpool, turning it upside down.
For a moment, the turbid waves were emptied, and the turbid air swept from the center of the vortex to the surroundings. The clean air rose rapidly and merged into the purple thunder clouds. The colliding thunder arcs turned into lightning, and these thousands of visible or invisible spiritual powers...
The pressure locked onto the tall figure walking through the air at the same time.
The whole body of that man seemed to turn into a vacuum in an instant.
It's like being shrouded in hell.
The purple sea of thunder hung upside down and rippled in the sky.
The blooming light made the entire boat sink into a sea of wisteria.
The figure standing on the top of the huge palace took off the gourd from his waist, drank a lot, and wiped the corners of his mouth: "The thunder calamity of the Venerable is indeed what I thought. Unfortunately, I am not ready yet."
While speaking, he checked his own magic power. Not only was he not prepared, Sanniang's cultivation was not what he expected.
Things are like this, and there is no surefire solution.
Look at the thunder tribulation in the sky.
It won't be broken down for a while.
The figures on the huge palace stood motionless.
However, the creatures on the Huafang Island are not so calm and calm.
Whether it was snakes, insects, rats, ants, or birds and beasts, the moment the thundercloud first appeared, it was like feeling God's will like a knife, and he quickly packed up his bags and ran away.
That's right, escape.
This is true even for weak creatures, let alone monks.
The moment before they feel the coming of the brilliant power of heaven, all monks have an ominous premonition of a calamity looming over their heads. That kind of feeling that is imprinted in the heart cannot be faked, even Qi practitioners can feel it.
The expressions of those monks who had survived the disaster changed drastically.
as expected.
When I looked up, I saw the Thunder Prison!
"escape!"
I don't know who shouted this.
I saw eight hundred miles of the Han River, full of chaos.
The buildings, boats, and boats even raised their formations, lit the furnaces, and drove them away from the island.
for a time,
Hundreds of boats compete for the current, and thousands of sails cross the river.
Sanniang was also mixed in with the running crowd, and it took only a moment to reach the bank of the Han River. The monks watching the excitement on the bank were heart-beating, but they didn't know what was going on. They just felt that something big must have happened, otherwise
Such a riot would not happen.
People who didn't know the truth saw it and thought it was monks attacking the city, or a tide of wild beasts ushering in.
The soldiers guarding the place thousands of miles away also discovered something strange here.
The guard who was retreating in the mansion suddenly realized that an idea came to him, and a catastrophe was coming.
Rush to the watchtower.
The watchtower is a tall building built in the city. It is guarded by witnessing monks and is lined with puppet soldiers who use shadow stones to observe. Of course, such a building is much higher than the attic corridors in the surrounding cities, and it is also the place with the widest view.
.
The guard who climbed up to the watchtower cast his Dharma Eyes.
When the divine light burst out, I felt submerged in the ocean of purple lightning arcs, and my eyes were stung with pain.
He couldn't help but cover his eyes and shouted: "Thunder Tribulation?!"
Even though he was in the late stage of Jindan cultivation, his eyes were still stung by the power of heaven. One can only imagine what kind of cultivation the person who has overcome the tribulation must have.
He has never seen such a thunder disaster.
Ordinary monks would have to cross the boundary even if they were in the city. How could they swagger into the city with such arrogance? They would be in a private place and would not be covered by a large formation. Otherwise, Tianji City would probably have to help them overcome the tribulation.
The person carried it down.
"Who is it?"
The guard crushed the token without hesitation to transmit the message.
…
Tianji City.
Government office.
The old man sitting cross-legged at his desk frowned.
As the person in charge of Tianji City, that is, one of the deputy city lords, he is well aware of all the goings-on in Tianji City.
When a monk's Yin Shen Yang Shen cultivation is strong, it is very easy to accept and handle chores with his spiritual consciousness.
After all, there are usually no major changes, and he is enough to cope with everything.
There is no need for the city lord to come forward at all.
The old man stood up, the hem of his simple blue and gray robe rippled, and his magic power was concentrated in his palms and poured into the square platform in front of him. The square platform suddenly turned into the shape of a big city. As the world shrank, a vague figure appeared in front of the old man and bowed.
Said: "Deputy City Lord."
"Tianji, what happened."
It was unclear whether the blurry figures were male or female, and even the voice had an indistinguishable magnetism: "The Venerable Thunder Tribulation has appeared in the Han River area. It is initially judged that a powerful monk is waiting."
"Thunder Tribulation?"
"The Venerable Thunder Tribulation."
The old man with white hair and beard firmly believed in the words of the figure in front of him. He gently waved his hand and said: "Please take a trip, Prime Minister Wu, Deputy City Lord Jiang."
…
"Oh, someone has escaped the tribulation."
The middle-aged man who received the order looked curious.
Whenever such a trivial matter requires him to go, the Prime Minister also asked him to bring one or two troops from the Department of Forbidden Laws.
You must know that Tianji City's Forbidden Law Department is an important weapon, and most of the monks among them are mainly engaged in killing. Every one of them is a high-level cultivator who can establish a sect.
"Since what the Prime Minister said, there must be truth to it."
The middle-aged man's eyes, which seemed to be permanently closed, moved slightly, and then he took off the token from his waist: "Forbidden Law Division, follow me..."
"Here."
A deep sound came from the token.
Boom.
There was a vibration in the distance, and seven huge spiritual boats took off into the sky.
The middle-aged man wearing a brilliant green gold robe stepped into the air with one step, and the world seemed to have been stepped on by him.
Take one step forward, and thousands of rivers and mountains will crawl under your feet.
The huge spiritual boat hidden in the gaps between the clouds emerged from the mask of light,
At the moment when the middle-aged man disappeared, the spirit boat burst into flames and turned into a shooting star chasing the light.
A few moments.
Beyond the boundaries of the Han River.
Seven spiritual boats slowly sank from the sky with roaring sounds.
Even though the night sky was so turbid, it still couldn't stop the shocking behemoth from sinking. It was like a sail that shielded the people from the wind and rain at the end of the far sea, blocking thousands of waves for the panicked people.
On the spirit boat.
The young man holding his shoulders looked forward and said with a smile: "What kind of battle is it? Even the Forbidden Law Department and I are dispatched."
Another tall monk said in a deep voice: "Seven spiritual boats, three leaders."
"Can't Prime Minister Wu trust us?"
"Since it's a big deal, it's better to be on the safe side so as not to be looked down upon by those in the 'inner sect'."
He looks like a child but has an old-fashioned demeanor, which does not look out of place. It seems that the person sitting on the low stool of the spirit boat is not a child but a little old man.
The handsome-looking young man laughed and said, "Inner door?"
Then he looked sideways at the child and said, "How come even Mr. Yuan has come up with this idea?"
Before the child could answer, the strong man spoke first and said, "Tianji City governs a land of millions. We say that we are the commanders and elders, so we are not wasting our time in the outer gate."
"The theory of inner and outer sects, even if we don't say it, they still think so."
The young man didn't take it seriously, but smiled calmly and said: "It's not just a matter of words for us to enter the inner gate..."
"It would be nice if I could really just stick to myself."
"cough."
A light cough interrupted everyone's conversation, and a middle-aged man in a brilliant green gold robe slowly walked over and said with a smile: "Want to change your career? I will use the token to transmit the message tomorrow and ask the sect which peak is short of elders.
, no matter how much we build a branch sect outside, we can be a happy and happy ancestor."
The young man laughed: "No need, boss."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled.
The sect is also a carrot and a hole. They dig out the carrot and bring it with mud. They are willing to come to Tianji City and don’t want to go back to become a peak elder. As for establishing a branch sect, let alone establishing a branch sect. Branching a sect is either a sect task or
I feel that my path is hopeless and I want to pass on my own tradition.
Most of the monks who established branch sects found it difficult to return to the sect once they were alienated.
Where can they be happy?
Although Tianji City is jokingly called the outer gate, it actually holds great power and has no shortage of resources.
"Yuan Yuan, guard the spirit boat and deploy a large formation to prevent the thunder disaster from affecting the monks in the city."
"Here."
The child clasped his hands and disappeared.
"Iron Bear, take care of the territory behind you to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to do evil."
"yes."
"Where's me, boss?"
The middle-aged man looked at the young man and said in deep thought.
"you……"
"Go and ask the monk who overcame the tribulation what it means."
"Ah?!" The young man's eyes widened.
This is the Venerable Thunder Tribulation.
Where is it so easy to get into?
Isn't it good to transmit the sound in the past? It's just a place thousands of miles away anyway. Without the suppression of the Heavenly Secret Formation, even the Yuanying monks can cover this unreachable area with their spiritual consciousness.
"It's not like I've never encountered the Venerable Thunder Tribulation before, so why make such a fuss."
The young man sighed: "Okay."
He is the one with the lowest cultivation level among all the people, so he is the most suitable to step into the thunder tribulation, so as not to cause a huge reaction from the thunder tribulation.
And he also has secret magic powers to keep him unimpeded.
The changes in thunder tribulation cannot be hidden from those who undergo the tribulation.
The black-robed monk sitting on the top of the huge hall looked slightly sideways and saw a figure approaching.
Tushanjun was suddenly startled.
He said in a deep voice: "It's very dangerous here."
The young man's eyes lit up and he said, "I found you."
"The commander of the Daqi Sect, the Department of Forbidden Laws, Zhu Xianhe, I have met my Taoist friend."
Young man, no, Zhu Xianhe raised his hands and said, "You can also call me, Lord Zhuxing."
Tu Shanjun looked at the other party and remained silent.
At the same time, his eyes seemed to look beyond the monk in front of him and into the distance.
He felt several unconcealed auras of inspiration.
It is clearly the realm of the Venerable.
The person who was sitting in the distant sky was even more powerful than the scorching sun hanging in the sky, dispersing the vast darkness, even more powerful than Lord Chuiyun.
"I wonder what you mean?"
Tu Shanjun looked at the unfamiliar venerable person in front of him and said calmly: "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Great Instrument Sect, but the thunder calamity can no longer suppress it, so I have no choice but to borrow your land for use."
Zhu Xianhe nodded.
Naturally, he was also willing to believe what the demon cultivator said that he had no intention of becoming an enemy of the Great Weapon Sect.
I believe that no enemy would survive in someone else's back garden.
The weakness after overcoming the tribulation will kill him.
From the looks of it, the Prime Minister Wu didn't seem to want to kill the tribulation seeker.
Although this can be solved once and for all and will not cause subsequent changes, it also loses a lot of human opportunities.
But, is saving the demon cultivator really a good thing?
Zhuxian River is pondering.
This person looks like a devil at first glance, and I am afraid that if he is left alone, he will cause trouble.
'To take action or not to take action?'
Zhu Xianhe hesitated in his heart.
If it were in the past, he would definitely take action without hesitation.
With his cultivation level, it is not difficult to kill a peak Great True Lord whose magic power is no longer sufficient.
Since the other party has already expressed its intention not to be an enemy, wouldn't it be unethical for him to take action again?
Furthermore, while this person was waiting for his mana to recover, he suppressed his own cultivation, causing the lightning tribulation to condense and not erupt, thus saving the monks thousands of miles around him in disguise.
And being in a private place will not affect the Tianji Formation.
There is no excuse for taking action at all.
later
This chapter has been completed!