An Qingli frowned as the Mustard Seed Space was knocked out of the thunder array.
Thunder formations are explosive and more dangerous than wind formations.
With the cultivation level of Shangshan, he can still survive the wind formation of the same level for a few breaths, but in this ninth-level thunder formation, once Shangshan is hit by lightning, his body will be completely gone.
And without alerting outsiders, An Qingli could only use the Mustard Seed Space to enter.
It won’t work even if you use an inanimate space.
Although the non-spiritual space has no spiritual energy fluctuations and is extremely concealable, it cannot withstand lightning strikes and fire.
You have to use the Immortal Mustard Seed Space, but the Mustard Seed Space is as light as dust and cannot move freely in the thunder array.
An Qingli has a puppet, but the puppet's body is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, and it will also turn into ashes after entering it.
As for the Ruyi Red Flame Sword, it is even worse. It is her natal magic weapon. If it is damaged, it will be damaged, and it cannot withstand the ninth-grade thunder and lightning.
As for other magical treasures and spiritual treasures, she and Shangshen combined do not have that much spiritual power to support them.
The little tiger wanted to take the initiative, not only for the magical treasures in the tomb, but also for the thunder stone as big as a millstone at the eye of the thunder formation, he was willing to take the risk.
If nothing else works, call all its eighth-level ancestors over, destroy the tomb together, and snatch back the thunder-attributed treasure.
There are very few treasures with thunder attributes in the world of cultivation. It is good luck to encounter them.
What's more, it's a thunder stone as big as a millstone!
In the black market in the Central Plains and the ghost market in the north, a thunder stone as big as an egg can fetch sky-high prices.
"Master!" Little Huzi said pitifully, fluttering his wings and coming to An Qingli, not even caring about the newly acquired spiritual bed.
Only Little Pegasus and Little Lingxi were left, sitting on the spiritual bed and looking at An Qingli.
"Really want it?" An Qingli asked.
The little tiger opened his eyes wide and his eyes were bright and bright. He put his head close to An Qingli and imitated the little Lingxi's act of coquettishness.
The master is smart and has many treasures, so he must have a safer way.
An Qingli patted the tiger on the head and asked Xiao Jintan again.
Xiao Jintan was full of confidence: "The power of our sacred tree is far beyond your imagination, just give it a try."
An Qingli raised his lips.
The little tiger's joy was boundless. The huge tiger's body imitated the little one and jumped into An Qingli's arms.
Fortunately, An Qingli was a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, so he caught the coquettish tiger firmly with both arms, but took half a step back with his right foot, taking advantage of the situation to relieve the impact of the 500-pound tiger.
The little tiger was strong and healthy, so he pretended to be a cat and nestled in An Qingli's arms.
An Qingli's face was completely blocked, and he was a little dumbfounded. Then he freed up a hand, touched the tiger head as big as a basin, and said: "It's okay to act coquettishly, but with your size, I won't do it next time."
The little tiger roared and fluttered its wings happily out of An Qingli's arms.
An Qingli stuck tiger hair on his body and cast a dust-purifying spell. Then with a thought, he cast another An Qingli.
It's not entirely true that he is An Qingli, his facial features are still a bit blurry, and An Qingli's shadow is vaguely visible, his eyes are cloudy, and his facial expression is also muddy.
This is the sacred tree of the Four Elephants Tree that has not yet been refined.
Not to mention anything else, but with the inherited memory of Xiao Jintan, there is no doubt about the ability of this sacred tree of the Four Elephants Tree to withstand thunder.
"The sacrifice is a bit big." Bingfeng couldn't help but said, "This clone was struck by lightning before it was refined. It will definitely not survive. It will also be chopped into the original branches of the sacred tree. All the effort in refining in the past few years has been lost."
In vain.”
An Qingli said calmly: "There is no more reliable way at the moment. You have to give up and get something. Besides, the higher the cultivation level, the faster the refining speed. The next refining will not take long."
The little tiger was so excited that he kept roaring in the soulless space.
Xiao Jintan thought about the Bodhi tree that had been struck by lightning, and also thought about the Sixiang tree that was about to be struck by lightning. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: These sacred trees have been struck by lightning.
In a sense, this semi-refined sacred tree can also be regarded as a puppet of An Qingli, and it can still withstand ninth-level thunder. After death, the sacred tree itself is revealed, and its body is comparable to the Mahayana realm.
An Qingli then manipulated the Mustard Seed Space to enter the ninth-grade thunder formation.
Thunder fell all over the sky, extremely dazzling.
The Mustard Seed Space is experiencing violent ups and downs in this space.
With a thought in his mind, An Qingli sacrificed the semi-refined sacred tree, and at the same time, the mustard seed space went into the sacred tree.
The sacred tree suddenly appeared in this world in the form of An Qingli, and also floated in this thunder formation.
But after all, the sacred tree is equivalent to a puppet with Nascent Soul cultivation. It has some spiritual wisdom, but not much.
When danger comes, he can already avoid it instinctively, but he still mainly relies on An Qingli's control.
In any ninth-grade formation, there are certain restrictions on the monks' cultivation, so that the monks cannot move and dodge at their original speed.
An Qingli controlled the sacred tree to try his best to avoid the thunder while approaching the tomb.
However, the thunderstorms were numerous.
For Yuanying monks, a distance that was not far away originally had to stop and go, and was still full of dangers.
An Qingli was nervous.
A thunderbolt fell accidentally and very quickly.
An Qingli had just escaped three lightning strikes in a row, but was struck by four lightning strikes here.
The power of the Ninth Grade Thunder Tribulation.
There's not even the slightest bit of room for buffering.
The semi-refined sacred tree fell directly to the ground, its face and limbs all disappeared, and it became a bare tree trunk.
Little Lingxi exclaimed, her eyes full of grief, as if she were looking at a living An Qingli, dying in front of her.
"That's not true."
Bingfeng looked at the situation outside the Mustard Seed space and felt comforted.
There are terrifying thunder and lightning everywhere outside the Mustard Seed Space, just like purgatory.
The little Lingxi was about to cry, but because Lingxi only sheds tears once in its life, it did not shed any tears.
The sacred tree has turned into a dead tree and is being struck by thunder and lightning. The situation is horrifying.
It was as if all the power of thunder and lightning in this thunder array were concentrated here in an instant.
If it were a Mahayana monk, he wouldn't be able to withstand such dense thunder and lightning.
But the sacred tree has been refined by An Qingli, and it still has a spiritual connection with An Qingli.
An Qingli directly controlled the charred black sacred tree and rushed towards the tomb door.
There were constant thunderfalls along the way.
The sacred tree rises and falls, but moves forward rapidly.
The thunderbolts seemed to be arranged in rows, forming a vertical thunder net, and they fell directly, which was a spectacle.
The skin of the sacred tree was cracked and black smoke was even emitting.
Fortunately, it was a sacred tree and did not burn.
The sacred tree was already close to the tomb, but it deviated from its path and was only on the side of the tomb.
An Qingli quickly controlled the sacred tree and circled the tomb in a half-circle, finally reaching the door of the tomb.
But you can only sneak in through the gap in the tomb chamber door.
An Qingli saw the right moment and controlled the sacred tree to slam into the tomb door. At the same time, the sacred tree emerged from the mustard space and attached to the lower side of the tomb door.
The sacred tree is included in the mustard space.
The Mustard Seed Space quickly went down along the door of the tomb, squeezed into the only gap, and finally reached the inside of the tomb.