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Chapter 173 God, are you kidding me!

Almost instantly, thunderclouds filled the entire sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

The sky for several miles around has completely become a thunder pool hell.

This power is several times stronger than that of the thunder just now!

"This is not over yet! What did I do wrong? Why are you playing with me like this?"

The old man in green clothes shrank his pupils and cursed in his heart.

The lightning disaster just now almost killed him on the spot, but now it happened again.

Why are you always staring at him?

Looking at it like this, he is still the kind of person who will never stop fighting.

"Boom boom boom"

Thunder roars in the sky

In the surrounding woods, the cultivators who had been running away stopped one after another and looked up at the sky.

I saw a flash of electric light above my head, spreading for several kilometers, and the whole sky seemed like the end of the world.

"Heavenly Tribulation! Is this the legendary Heavenly Tribulation?" Gong Yangzang looked at the sky and murmured.

"Look, that old man seems to be injured!" the head of Tianquan Sword Sect said in surprise.

"Could this natural disaster be caused by that old man?" Someone immediately speculated.

"If so, that old man might be in big trouble!" another person said.

"The greater the trouble, the greater our chances..." Someone's mind immediately became active.

"He was injured just now, and he may not be able to survive this catastrophe!"

"It's best to chop that old man to death. As for the things he dropped, we each have to rely on our own abilities..."

"Even if the old man doesn't die, watching the monks overcome tribulations will be of great benefit to my cultivation."



Those who can be invited to attend the Hidden Sword Villa Grand Ceremony are all current leaders in the Chinese cultivation world. Although their cultivation level is not as good as that of the old man in green shirt, their knowledge is not bad.

After thinking clearly about the causes and consequences, almost all the cultivators did not choose to continue to escape, but hid in the mountains and forests that were not covered by the thunder tribulation, waiting for the heavenly tribulation to come over the head of the old man in blue.

There was more or less greed in their eyes, like vultures on the grassland, waiting for the death of their prey.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The conversations of the cultivators around him fell into the ears of the old man in green clothes word for word, and his face turned red with anger.

If it weren't for the catastrophe above his head, he would have immediately picked up his sword and cut out these people's tongues.

"Rumble"

The roaring sound of thunder was shocking, and the thunder pool that spread for several miles suddenly began to shrink. Countless electric lights wrapped around the clouds, as if a shocking force was growing inside.

"This is compressing! Accumulating strength! This is not an ordinary disaster!" The old man in blue frowned, feeling horrified.

He has also seen many catastrophes, but he has never heard of such a catastrophe before him.

Under this kind of compression, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation will only increase exponentially.

"Can't stop it!" The old man in green shirt immediately made a judgment in his heart, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He touched the storage ring, and a black crystal appeared in his right hand.

The spar is as dark as ink, but upon closer inspection, there are actually dots of starlight flowing in the spar. It is not ordinary at first glance.

"It seems that this is the only way!" The old man in blue shirt gritted his teeth and crushed the crystal into pieces.

"boom"

A whirlpool suddenly appeared above the head of the old man in green shirt.

This vortex is between illusion and reality. It seems that it does not exist in this starry sky. It is distorted and blurred. It echoes with a rotating roar, and a mysterious aura spreads rapidly.

"Use the two of them as sacrifices to pray for the supernatural power of the upper world to come to the world!" The old man in green shirt shouted hurriedly and bowed to the whirlpool.

"Bang bang"

There were two muffled sounds, and the two purple-robed men did not even scream. They instantly turned into two streaks of blood and were swallowed by the whirlpool.

After swallowing two rays of blood, the vortex rotated slightly faster.

"not enough!"

Then a cold voice came from the whirlpool.

This sound seemed to come from the underground of the abyss, and just listening to it gave people chills.

The old man in green shirt showed a look of struggle in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth, pointed at his eyebrows, and said to the whirlpool:

"I am willing to sacrifice another hundred years of life to pray for the supernatural power of the upper world to come to this world!"

As he spoke, a little red light flew out from the old man's eyebrows and flew into the vortex.

The old man's breath suddenly became sluggish, and a large number of black spots appeared on his face and hands, as if he had aged dozens of years.

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The vortex above his head spun faster, and a terrifying aura dispersed around him.

The hearts of everyone present seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer. There were many practitioners with weak cultivation levels, with blood flowing from their eyes and noses, which looked particularly eye-catching.

I saw a finger the size of a hundred feet emerging from the whirlpool.

This finger looks ordinary, and the skin on it is extremely rough, but there is a faint feeling of the power of heaven, as if this finger has replaced the world, and just looking at it makes people feel awe.

This finger did not pause, and went straight towards the calamity clouds in the sky.

"Rumble"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar.

"Break it!" The old man in blue shirt showed a look of madness in his eyes and shouted heartbreakingly at the Heavenly Tribulation.

It was obvious that he had done nothing to bring about such a terrifying disaster.

Obviously you want his life!

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to break through this cloud of calamity and let the unfair Heaven taste the feeling of being oppressed!



At this time, no one noticed that the golden light in the sword pool was gradually dimming.

Tens of thousands of flying swords have completely turned into fly ash and disappeared into the sword pool.

"Still not enough spiritual energy!" Ye Xiao shook his head helplessly, glanced at Feijian, and restrained his cultivation.

In the past, Ye Xiao's cultivation had to avoid heavenly tribulations, so he never dared to let go of all his cultivation.

But this time, it was the first time that he spread out his cultivation and absorbed it with all his strength.

Of course, the effect is really amazing. In just a few minutes, all the spiritual energy that originally took several hours was absorbed.

Ye Xiao looked inside his golden elixir and saw that the spiritual fire in the golden elixir had returned to calm.

It's just that there are many white burning marks left on the golden elixir, which look like white runes.

Most of the cracks on the golden elixir have been repaired, leaving only some minor cracks.

Although most of the medical essence was swallowed up by the spiritual fire, nearly 70% of his injuries were recovered.

Ye Xiao is still very satisfied with this result.



At this time, outside the sword pool, while Ye Xiao converged his cultivation, the thunder clouds in the sky instantly dissipated.

The calamity cloud that was still brewing with thunder just now seemed as if it had never appeared. It was still the night sky with a sparse moon and stars and a cloudless sky.

As the calamity cloud dissipated, the transformed finger suddenly lost its target and flew straight towards the moon in the sky.

After a long time, a huge crater appeared on the moon in the sky.
Chapter completed!
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