Zheng Chen couldn't think of a safe way to deal with it. If he hid in the space turbulence before the divine catastrophe came, he could make it impossible to lock the divine catastrophe.
But now he has reached the last moment, and the divine tribulation has locked onto him. Even if he goes to the sky or the earth, he cannot escape the lock of the divine tribulation. He must bear the ninth wave of thunder.
The ninth wave of calamity thunder came two months later. There was only one wave, but it appeared in nine colors.
Among the nine-color divine thunder, there are also streams of gray mist, and those mist are soul attacks.
Zheng Chen was almost desperate. He could clearly feel that the power of the Nine-Colored Divine Thunder was thousands of times stronger than the Seven-Colored Divine Thunder. There was absolutely no way he could stop it, even if the sword-shaped tattoo could weaken the Nine-Colored Thunder a little bit.
Even with the power of the divine thunder, he could not withstand such a perverted calamity thunder.
Zheng Chen suddenly remembered what a monk who was watching the ceremony said before: This is not a divine disaster, this is destruction!
It seems that God has not given me a chance to survive the divine tribulation at all. From the beginning, I have been destined to be wiped out in the divine tribulation.
It's not that Zheng Chen didn't work hard enough, or that he wasn't prepared enough for the divine tribulation. Under such a divine tribulation, no matter how hard he tried, he would only die, because no matter how strong you are, the divine tribulation will also become stronger.
Zheng Chen couldn't understand. The Divine Tribulation was a test for monks. How could it treat different monks differently? Is it conscious? In other words, is God a conscious existence?
Without giving Zheng Chen much time to think, the Nine Color Tribulation Thunder suddenly fell, carrying the aura of destruction, without giving Zheng Chen any chance to resist.
However, just when the Nine-Colored Tribulation Thunder was about to hit Zheng Chen's head, a more powerful aura came from a certain direction, and in an instant, the Nine-Colored Divine Thunder collapsed on Zheng Chen's head.
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Only that gray mist poured into Zheng Chen's body, first pouring into Zheng Chen's sea of consciousness, then breaking through the entrance and going straight into the heart of Bodhi.
But a somewhat familiar voice sounded in Zheng Chen's ears. It should have been from a woman. The voice was very clear, but it was a bit indifferent.
She said: Remember, your life belongs to me. I will wait for you in the God Realm, Guangyuan Realm, and Tongtian Peak!
Divine Tribulation's soul attack instantly acted on Zheng Chen's soul bead. Zheng Chen had no time to analyze this sentence, nor did he have time to see where the woman who saved him was. The scene had already begun to appear in front of his eyes.
phantom.
Somewhere in the boundless sea, the woman who had occupied Xiao Yun'er's body but sealed all Xiao Yun'er's memories after a hundred generations of reconstruction had a complicated smile on her lips. She raised her head and looked at the woman who was still hovering in the air.
The restless Yin-Yang Fish said calmly: "I have reached the realm of the sky. It won't take long before I will definitely go and see you. No one can always be above all living beings..."
After saying this, the woman looked at Zheng Chen's location again. After sighing, her body disappeared.
The monks who were watching the ceremony were all dumbfounded, seeing that the tribulation transcenders were about to turn into ashes under the might of the brilliant heaven. Another tribulation transcender used personal experience to prove how accurate the rumor that only one out of ten would survive the divine catastrophe was, but with that
The Nine Color Tribulation Thunder with the aura of destruction was actually destroyed at the critical moment.
Due to the huge gap in realm, no one could know that outsiders had done something. No one knew that it was the woman who blocked the Nine-Color Tribulation Thunder for Zheng Chen. They all thought that it was the Tribulation Master who used it at the last moment.
The incredible ability to save lives collapsed against the Nine Color Tribulation Thunder. In my heart, I admired and feared the formidable strength of those who overcame the tribulation even more...
The Luoxiamen monks cheered at this time. Zheng Xiner, Liu Jing, the little guy and other relatives and friends of Zheng Chen also relaxed their brows. Just now, they all tensed their hearts. It would be no exaggeration to say that they were more nervous than Zheng Chen.
But everyone knows that Zheng Chen is still one step away. If he cannot withstand the test of his state of mind from the divine calamity, Zheng Chen will still perish.
At this time, Zheng Chen's mind was full of illusions. He saw the scene of a man and a woman being killed by Chang Xiong in front of the Huasheng Demon Sect. However, he had never seen what his parents looked like since he was a child, so he could naturally judge this.
It's an illusion, so although he is sad, he will never fall into it.
After the test of family affection comes the temptation of beauty. Unfortunately, Zheng Chen is still a virgin and has no experience in this. No matter how realistic those naked beauties are, they can only make him frown slightly.
All the subsequent illusions were more real than the last, and Zheng Chen almost fell into them. But at the most dangerous moment, Bodhi Heart would suddenly tremble, causing Zheng Chen to wake up in an instant.
More than ten days passed, and Zheng Chen opened his eyes under the gaze of everyone. The yin and yang fish in the whirlpool of dark clouds suddenly cast a very soft glow, covering Zheng Chen's whole body.
The color of that ray of light was the same as the color of Zheng Chen's soul pearl, and it was wrapped with rich divine power of fire, wood, and thunder. It nourished Zheng Chen's whole body and gave Zheng Chen the urge to shout.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated quickly, and the Yin-Yang fish disappeared long after casting the glow.
The three-color glow quickly integrated into Zheng Chen's body. Zheng Chen intuitively felt that his skill had increased a lot, and the divine power in his body was more pure.
Heart, soul beads... even the sword-shaped tattoo on Zheng Chen's arm seemed to be jumping with comfort at this time.
There were so many benefits that Zheng Chen himself couldn't explain them all clearly. He just felt that he had made a lot of money after surviving the divine calamity.
However, Zheng Chen didn't think about anything else at this time, the woman's words kept echoing in his mind.
"Haha, my life is still mine. Although you saved my life, I will pay you back once at most." Zheng Chen pondered for a moment and then said to himself with a smile.
There was a whooshing sound in the air, and then the little guy turned into a white light and fell into his arms.
Zheng Chen fondly touched the little guy's little head. Seeing the concerned look on his face, he couldn't help but be moved. Only after experiencing life and death can you know how to cherish everything you have, including the relationship with a little guy.
Then Liu Jing, Luo Yunzi and others came over to congratulate him, and even Zheng Xiner greeted Zheng Chen sincerely.
"Everyone, I am very happy today. Although my family in Luoxia Sect is not rich, I would like to invite you to come and have a drink. The banquet has been arranged on Luoxia Island."
Luo Yunzi cupped his hands at the monks who were watching the ceremony and smiled happily.
Zheng Chen just frowned slightly. He knew that Luo Yunzi wanted to use his name to add some face to the Luoxia Sect. However, Zheng Chen didn't say anything. He was not far away from ascending to the divine world and could help the Luoxia Sect.
It is also good to do something.
The Luoxia Clan said their family was not rich, but it was more than enough to support a banquet. Zheng Chen knew that Luo Yunzi would definitely take this opportunity to win over some casual cultivators to join the Luoxia Clan.
Perhaps the scene when Zheng Chen overcame the tribulation was too shocking, so only half an hour later, Luoxia Island was already crowded with monks who came to congratulate him.
There were only a thousand tables of banquets in the Luoxia Sect. Those monks with low cultivation levels could only stand and drink the wine sent by the disciples of the Luoxia Sect. At the same time, they looked up at Zheng Chen who was talking to the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Master Stage monks.
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