Chapter 51 The Ascended Senior Brother is selfless (End)
Outside the chess game.
Tian Yi Zong.
The top of Qingyun Mountain.
Qi Shanyao looked at the melee on Xingluoqi: the formation barriers rising all around completely isolated that area, and he could only hear the rolling thunder, and the "thunderbolt" thunder was heard continuously, as if the sky was falling apart. But the world was peaceful and the ground was stable.
Changing the direction, on the other side of Qingyun Mountain, the blue sky is not blocked by dark clouds, revealing a blue sky and sunlight shining through.
There was thunder and lightning in the east, and the sun was shining brightly in the west, like two worlds.
There is a sense of confusion.
Half a month later, Qi Shan turned his gaze away and stared at the small courtyard.
In the main house of the small courtyard, there is a tower. The tower is surrounded by black dragons.
In front of the pagoda, Fengtian sat on the futon, closing his eyes and meditating.
When Qi Shan stepped into the boundary of the courtyard, Feng Tian opened his eyes, his eyes cold and murderous.
The two looked at each other like bluestone striking ice. Without words, both sides immediately understood their intention to fight.
They were both disciples of Qingyun Peak, but now the weapons are exchanged, and one immortal and one demon are involved in the battle at the same time.
Within the Xingluo Formation.
Qingyun meditates and practices.
When the last thunder and lightning struck, Qingyun felt a powerful aura, peeping and threatening.
He didn't dare to think too much and kept meditating and practicing without moving.
He has never fully digested the treasure Fuchen gave him into his own magic power.
Now there is no need to suppress anymore. After breaking through the bottleneck, the cultivation level has broken through three levels in a row, which is directly the cultivation level of the late Golden Immortal!
When he felt a new bottleneck, Qingyun raised his eyes and stared at the gap in the world above the dark clouds. His eyes were like ice and his body was like a sharp sword soaring into the sky——
Inside the pagoda.
Fu Chen, who was drunk in bed, was sleeping, and the voice of the system rang in his mind.
[The villain is ascending. The system is ascending.]
[The system determines that the plot has failed and activated the abnormal death mode. 】
[Mode selected...]
【Drip.Thunder Tribulation.】
[The abnormal death mode "Thunder Tribulation" is in use...]
On Qingyun Mountain, there was a loud "thunderbolt" sound, hitting the pagoda.
The two people fighting in front of the pagoda turned back at the same time and looked at the pagoda.
In the pagoda, Fuchen woke up from his deep sleep, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" in pain, and rolled to the ground.
Covering his head and rolling "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" me?
"System, what are you doing?" Fuchen yelled.
Above the dark clouds.
Qingyun arrived at the crack in the heaven and used all his magic power to repair the hole, trying to close it up.
The forces outside sensed resistance and increased their strength to continue tearing.
The entrance of the cave gradually shrinks at a slow speed.
Jinxian, who had just retreated in, was about to attack Qingyun, but he was soon approached by powerful men who had just survived the thunder tribulation, and they fought to the death.
Inside the pagoda.
[Perception that the villain has not broken through the rift in the world.]
[The task object has not yet completed its final ascension.]
【Suspension of punishment.】
Fuchen covered his head, "My head is dizzy, my head is dizzy. It's not easy to use in the first place, but if you hit it with lightning, it's even harder to use."
Fuchen was still complaining. After his brain recovered a little, he recalled what the system said, looked around again, and smiled.
My good senior brother, you are truly a wonderful person.
Know everything and do everything.
When he stood up to leave, Fuchen suddenly sensed something and stopped.
After a busy day in the tower, leave...
The hole in the sky became smaller and smaller, and when only the black crack remained, a golden light penetrated through the black crack.
Soon, a palm wind struck.
Qingyun was hit, fell to the clouds, and vomited blood.
Above the sky, a golden light flashed, and the man with bright eyebrows and starry eyes appeared in the golden light.
The powerful oppression comes, which is more terrifying than the thunder tribulation of heaven.
What kind of strength is this?
Everyone looked up at this male god with a serious face.
When the golden immortals saw the man, they immediately surrounded him as if they had found a backbone.
"God, please save us."
"As soon as we came in, we were hunted down by them and the Heavenly Dao of this place."
"Many immortals have been struck by lightning and turned into ashes."
The ancient god glanced at the crowd and saw that everyone was scarred and their number had been reduced by half.
There is a fire burning in the eyes of the stars.
"This little world dares to stop me from going to the realm of God!"
With a wave of his hand, thousands of strong winds were like mountains and seas toppling over, pressing down on everyone.
Above the clouds, a mass of dead and wounded fell onto the star array, struggling to hold on to their last breath.
"Eternal." A voice came from outside the sky, as light as the wind and as bright as the sun.
Everyone looked.
I saw a woman coming through the air, her eyes cold and frosty.
It's just floating dust.
"You shouldn't trespass into my realm." Fuchen's voice was empty and cold, like a voice from nine heavens away.
There is hidden news from heaven.
Wan Gu stared at Fu Chen and snorted coldly, "It's such a small world, what can God do to me?"
Spreading his hands, he revealed his magical weapon, the eight-treasure golden staff.
As soon as the magic weapon came out, the dazzling light was as bright as the sun, and I just wanted to fall down and surrender.
"Fuchen!" Qingyun couldn't help shouting.
Fuchen raised his hand, and a barrier blocked him, preventing him from getting closer.
The light eyes were a little warmer because of the person in that direction. There was also a smile on the face.
Fuchen stared coldly, raised his neck, and felt the shackles on his soul loosening little by little, and his body became lighter and stronger.
The aura and majesty emanating from her body are increasingly similar to those during thunder tribulation and meditation.
The person lying on the ground couldn't help but wonder, "Isn't God using her body to move?"
Qingkong stared at Fuchen, frowning and saying nothing: No. There was a strange aura about her, strange, powerful, and seemed to be more powerful than the Eternal God.
Fuchen's aura became stronger and stronger.
With his soul stretched, Fuchen couldn't help but raise his head, stared at the blue sky in the distance and sighed: "How many years have you not moved?"
The nostalgia and vicissitudes of life in my eyes are light and calm.
In ancient times, the eyes were afraid of exposure.
Fuchen turned around and pulled out a sword from his back. The sword was made of cold iron and had no modification at all.
In an instant, Fuchen flashed in front of Wangu, with a fierce look in his eyes, and fought with Wangu in all directions.
Only two rays of light were seen confronting each other in the sky, but no figure could be seen. One was green and the other was gold, fighting back and forth hundreds of times.
Soon, everyone saw that the green light floating in the dust was forcing the golden light to retreat little by little. The golden light could not retreat and was forced to fight.
Everyone was stunned and had no time to think, when they saw two people appear again, and between them, there was a green sword inserted between the gods of eternity.
The next second, Fuchen roared "Ah", the sword flipped over, Wan Gu's body was torn apart, and dozens of golden lights exploded.
"Bang!" It exploded.
The change came so fast that no one could react.
This god from the upper world was obviously supreme, yet he was crushed and beaten.
Everyone stared blankly at Fu Chen.
Her eyes were fierce, like the lord of heaven and earth.
But the next second, before everyone had time to cheer or mourn, countless thunder and lightning suddenly fell from the sky, all gathering together.
"thunderbolt!"
"thunderbolt!"
Countless black thunder and lightning are like vines, firmly trapping the floating dust!
"Ah——" Fuchen wailed in pain.
The soul shackles are closed again.
The floating dust only makes me feel that my body is disappearing little by little.
Above the sky, amid hundreds of thunders, the woman in the middle struggled and wailed, her limbs turning into pieces bit by bit from the outside.
"Floating dust!" The barrier disappeared, and Qingyun rushed to resist the crazy thunder and lightning.
Fuchen opened his eyes, lying on his back, and saw the anxious man in green in the lightning.
"Senior brother." Fuchen murmured.
Her death line reached her chest, her Dantian was weak, and her body fell.
"Fuchen!" Qingyun hurried over and stretched out his hand.
Fuchen happened to pass by it and whispered, "Pagoda."
The sound and body dissipated at the same time.
The outstretched hand only touched a little powder.
No one is in sight anymore.
"Floating dust!!!"
Xiao Xiu is left. You can read it. Tip: We have a side story! We have a side story! For those of you who are waiting for the update, I stayed up late at night to finish it for you.
