Chapter 1091: Heavenly Tribulation Breaks the Dilemma
"The sixth level."
Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the power of his blood was flying freely.
So far, he doesn't know why his origin has undergone such strange changes, but since it has transformed, it is a blessing that goes against the heavens. If his origin continues to revive like this, one day, he will become a complete eternal immortal in Nirvana.
Body, oh no, to be precise, it is the complete eternal body, because the eternal immortal body only has branches of the eternal body, as well as the eternal Tao body and the celestial body.
The moon god once said.
Any bloodline may return to the original bloodline.
Zhao Yun clenched his fists, and the thunder breath ripped through his palms. His whole body was filled with majestic power. The origin of his bloodline was no longer so dead, but became more vital, and there was also hidden mysterious power.
Such changes.
How could the Wushan Taoist not sense it?
In other words, he was a spectator from the beginning to the end, and because he could see it, his eyes became hotter. He never thought that a little immortal caught at random could actually be a monster, with unusually domineering blood and extensive experience like him.
I don’t know what kind of inheritance it is, I just know that this kid is of a different bloodline.
baby.
He found a treasure.
After refining this little immortal, its bloodline, origin, and understanding. Everything will be his. Thinking of this, he once again sacrificed the fire of the soul, like a sea of fire, drowning Zhao Yun.
Wow!
The troublemaker who is closer to Zhao Yun, Ma Liu retreats far away.
Obviously, this kid has been taken special care of by the Wushan Taoist.
"Come."
"Come as you please."
Zhao Yun was as stable as Mount Tai, allowing himself to be overwhelmed by the fire of the soul.
Before he got up, he was still sitting in meditation like an old monk. A breakthrough in cultivation did not mean that his injuries would recover. He still needed to use the fire of the soul to refine his body and heal the scars of his own soul.
"Xiao Zhaozi."
Not far away, the troublemaker called out.
It doesn't matter what he said, there was a piece of soul fire coming towards him, burning out his energy and blood, and also burning out his shorts. That chubby little appearance was cute no matter how you looked at it.
"You old man, if you have the guts, let us out."
Tricksters ran around in Zifu, scolding wherever they went.
Just like before, the old Wushan Taoist ignored him and only stared at Zhao Yun. This little immortal was very strong! The fire of his soul, the peak mysterious immortal, could not be refined for half an hour.
That’s okay too.
That kid can't run away, it's only a matter of time before he is refined.
He closed his eyes from his small world and plunged into a pool of black water.
There is a world in the water pool, and there is an underground palace hidden in it. There is a large teleportation array hidden in the underground palace. He stepped into it and revived the teleportation array with one hand, and he reappeared as an illusory teleportation channel.
"Soon."
In the fire of the soul, there was a murmur from Zhao Yun.
Look at the ravine in his spirit,
It has basically healed.
But, how could he really be willing to leave, because the Wushan Taoist's Yuanshen Fire was really strange. Whether it was refining the physical body or tempering the Yuanshen, it had an inexplicable magical effect. It refined a lot of impurities from his body, which was rare.
With such a good thing, it doesn't hurt to sit here for three to five days longer.
"Old guy, give me a bite."
Not far away, the troublemakers yelled.
As he finished speaking, a roar resounded throughout the nine heavens.
Mr. Zhao opened his eyes for a moment after hearing this, and looked up at the misty sky in astonishment. He seemed to be able to see rolling dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a will to destroy the heaven and the earth. It must be a damn disaster!
That's right.
It's a catastrophe.
The troublemaker’s mysterious catastrophe.
That little thing is also a master with extraordinary talents. He was forced to a desperate situation and advanced unexpectedly. He is a special bloodline and his background is not weak. How could he not be greeted by a catastrophe?
Zhao Yun took a deep breath.
He wanted to use heavenly tribulation to break the situation.
Unexpectedly, the troublemaker got there first.
That's fine too.
In such a small scene, his use of Heavenly Tribulation was really wasted.
No matter who of them opens the heavenly tribulation, they can break the current predicament.
"you."
The old Wushan Taoist suddenly changed his expression, obviously he did not expect the troublemaker to advance to Xuanxian.
He hurriedly cast spells to throw it out of Zi Mansion, but he didn't want to be struck by lightning along with it.
"I'm not leaving." The troublemaker yelled. He was not only capable of making trouble, but his escape was also very good. Like a stream of light, he managed to escape the capture of Wushan's old master and wanted to use a natural disaster to dig a big hole in the Zi Mansion.
boom!
The catastrophe is coming as soon as it is said to be coming.
Three thunderbolts struck in the sky, one of which was aimed at the troublemaker, the second aimed at Zhao Yun, and the third was a veteran from Wushan who was also a master of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, and opened a big hole in the Zi Mansion on the spot.
ah.!
The screams of the Wushan Taoist were very sad.
The troublemaker takes advantage of the victory and pursues him, and the catastrophe comes again.
It was natural for those who were overcoming the tribulation to be struck by lightning. Young master Zhao and the old Taoist from Wushan, who had been forced to cope with the catastrophe, were also struck to pieces. Zhao Yun was fine, Quan had been practicing his physical fitness, but the old Taoist from Wushan was miserable. He had a restless master.
, going through the tribulation in his body, it feels so good.
"about there."
The troublemaker grabbed his black iron rod and jumped out of the big hole in Zifu.
Just when he came out, he couldn't stand firm and almost fell down, because it was no longer the Big Dipper, but the starry sky beyond the Big Dipper. He was confused, how could he reach the starry sky?
Whoosh!
Regardless of order, Zhao Yun also escaped from Wushan's old Taoist Zifu.
Just like a troublemaker, he didn't stand firm, and he was confused when he saw the scene in all directions. Is this the vast starry sky? Is that huge ancient star not far away the Big Dipper?
The two were confused.
The old Taoist from Wushan has nothing to do with his family.
When he was struck by lightning, he was in the transmission channel. The channel collapsed and the space was displaced. He accidentally got out of the Big Dipper and was moved to the starry sky. Because he suffered too many space cracks, he was covered in blood. God knows.
After being torn apart by many spaces, the most eerie one was in the lower abdomen, where a hole was opened in the Zi Mansion, the strength collapsed, and blood was flowing out.
"You deserve to die."
The old Wushan Taoist fired his sword, aiming at the troublemaker.
Zhao Yun took action to kill the sword light, thus protecting the troublemaker.
After a great catastrophe, he was able to use it to temper his physical body and spirit. He didn't want the catastrophe to dissipate so quickly. Also, the catastrophe was a sharp weapon, so it was the most suitable one to use him to deal with the old Taoist from Wushan.
To put it bluntly, he wants to join forces with the troublemaker to destroy this old guy.
"Nice job."
The troublemaker is like a stream of light, heading straight for the old Wushan road.
It didn't matter that he was gone, the calamity above his head followed him like a shadow. He was covered in black smoke when he was struck, and his blood and bones were shattered by the old Wushan Taoist. So what if he was a peak-level immortal? He was also afraid of being struck by lightning!
"The Art of Killing Immortals."
Zhao Yun put his fingers together and penetrated his chest with a Zhu Xian Jue.
"You can do it!" The troublemaker glanced sideways and gave Zhao Yun a strange look. He was still so alive and kicking under the calamity. But after thinking about it, he was relieved. This guy is a monster, with stronger blood and more talent than him.
She is also more stunning than him and can resist his thunder and lightning.
ah.!
The old Wushan Taoist howled angrily again, and was so embarrassed by these two little things.
He is not stupid, and he knows how to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but he does not dare to fight against the Thunder of Punishment.
"Where to go."
Mr. Zhao moved heaven and earth, switching places with the other party.
The old Wushan Taoist was caught off guard, and was dragged back again. Before he could stand still, he was enveloped by the Heavenly Tribulation. The overbearing thunderbolt, no matter who you are, as long as you are within the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, it will hit you all without fail.
"Take a stick from me."
The trickster's stick came out like a rainbow, and he used a lot of force.
The Wushan Taoist’s little balls were really smashed to pieces by him.
Looking at that scene, Zhao Yun felt unnatural all over, especially a certain part of his body, which felt chilly. The trick of the troublemaker seemed to work better than any other secret method. The Wushan Taoist doubted his life with just one stick.
but.
This old guy was able to withstand the thunder and lightning and jumped out of the catastrophe.
Zhao Yun quit,
A big stone thrower hit him back again. His lightning strike was quite accurate, and the Wushan old Taoist was unable to stand firmly. Just as he regained his footing, he hit Zhao Yun's Yuanshen Sword head-on and knocked out his Yuanshen.
The physical body was struck by lightning and exploded into blood mist on the spot.
"What a mysterious soul."
Zhao Yun murmured, staring at Wushan Old Taoist with slightly narrowed eyes.
Without the foundation of the physical body, he could clearly see the opponent's soul body. The whole body was blooming with golden light and burning with hot flames. He was obviously a person, but at first glance, he looked like a sun.
"I can't hold it anymore."
The troublemaker was knocked out of sight, and he concentrated on fighting against the catastrophe.
His moment of relaxation gave Wushan the old Taoist a chance, and he used some secret method to jump through space, once again escaping from the scope of the catastrophe, and his soul body was completely devastated.
"open."
Zhao Yun was in a desperate situation and pursued him all the way.
With his bloodline origin revived, he has indeed transformed into a stronger and more terrifying person. Even in this desperate state, he is extremely domineering. Coupled with the evil spirit of the world of mortals for a hundred years, even the Wushan old Taoist was shocked when he saw it. The little immortal actually had such terrifying fighting power, compared to him.
Any immortal I have ever seen is stronger.
"Are you really going to fight to the death?" the Wushan Taoist shouted angrily.
"I'll keep you here for the New Year?" Zhao Yun said calmly, knocking him over with two punches.
"Kill." The old Wushan Taoist's face was ferocious, and a bright fairy light shot out from the center of his eyebrows. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was a shining golden copper furnace, which should be his natal magical weapon.
Well.!
Zhao Yun was hit hard and staggered due to the pressure.
Long Yuan's sword buzzed and trembled, and the sword knocked over the golden copper furnace.
Well.!
The old Wushan Taoist also groaned, suffering the backlash of his natal magical weapon.
Zhao Yun came with a roll of evil energy and nearly destroyed his soul with one punch. The thunder from the sky came out of his body at the same moment and turned into a sword light, removing the arm of Wushan's old Taoist. Long Yuan found a hole and inserted needles, destroying his foundation.
ah.!
The Wushan old Taoist's scream was more pitiful than the wail of a ghost.
Without a physical body, his soul was frequently injured. As a peak mysterious immortal, his fighting power was no longer strong. He could no longer withstand Zhao Yun's attack. He was defeated along the way, and a lot of his pure soul power was withered.
Zheng!
The sound of sword chanting started again, and Zhao Yunyuan's Divine Sword struck out forcefully.
The old Wushan Taoist had just settled down, and half of his soul was killed. No matter how difficult it was to contain the collapse of vitality, the golden soul began to collapse inch by inch. No matter how he performed magic, he could not reshape it.
"it's over."
Zhao Yun used his original war spear to throw it through the air.
The golden war spear is like a golden startling light, adding a bright color to the starry sky. It is not only dazzling to look at, but its power is also devastating? A truly decisive blow.