Nine hundred and eighty-eighth, nine chapters red line
The white bones were clearly visible in people's sight. As the body collapsed, the black vortex behind him collapsed.
"Sure enough, such a terrifying mysterious thunder can be called the most powerful mysterious disaster I have seen in hundreds of millions of years. Even if I am Amaterasu, I would not dare to take this first wave of mysterious thunder."
A strong Yangzhao man spoke with fear in his heart.
That profound thunder had the power to destroy the heaven and earth, and made the hundreds of second-step experts present feel the trembling in their souls and hearts.
They had a certain feeling that if they were in a catastrophe, they might be able to survive it, but they would not be able to survive it.
What it can resist is the body, but what cannot be resisted is the soul and mind. The latter will most likely be disordered and die of madness.
"Not to mention Yangzhao, even Amaterasu monks who have almost complete mastery of mystical power are not sure that they can eliminate that level of mystical calamity."
"The horror of this mysterious catastrophe seems not to be just on the surface, but the power hidden in the depths that makes our souls tremble and our hearts palpitate."
"What exactly is this power...it can actually ignore Xuan who is in charge of us!"
Many people present have already withdrawn thousands of miles away and are no longer in the center.
Although it is said that under the mysterious calamity, no Taoist magic can be used to prevent being involved in the situation. However, as long as it is not on the periphery, it can still be blocked with mysterious force.
A few inches around them, there was light and sunshine. Looking from a distance, it looked like balls of blazing sun hanging high in the sky. But despite this, it still couldn't stop the terror that invaded the soul and mind of the machine.
"This calamity is so terrifying. It is simply unheard of. I am afraid that there is no human cultivator in the world who can withstand this calamity. Anyone who encounters this kind of mysterious calamity will only die. I did not expect that the person who survives this mysterious calamity will actually
He is another person who has climbed to the hundredth floor of Zhuxian Pavilion."
"It's a pity, it's really a pity. With just human cultivation, he can climb to the hundredth floor of the Immortal Pavilion and create a legend. But he fell into this calamity. If it was an ordinary mysterious calamity, this person could also survive it. Then Cangyun Tian, in the end
At the top level, there is a place for this person."
"It is indeed a pity, but it is just that I have not yet entered the mystical realm. Any genius is just empty talk. If you establish yourself as an ordinary person, you will eventually turn into a grain of sand in the ocean."
Although many people lamented the disappearance of Zhuxian Pavilion. Under such a terrifying mysterious thunder, even if Zhuxian Pavilion did not disappear, those jade tubes carrying Taoist and magical powers could not be preserved. With the death of that person,
Gone.
But they also felt sorry for that man's death. A proud man with forbidden talents was reduced to such a fate as falling under the mysterious calamity.
"How is it possible..."
Aoki's hand holding the hundred-foot-long sword was shaking, and he almost dropped the saury in his hand to the ground.
"How could..." Xiao Yan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
In their opinion, their master can erase the disaster with just a hand.
Although this mysterious disaster is extremely terrifying, there is no danger to the master. And why does his body collapse?
"No... We have been placed under a ban by our master. If our master dies, how can we survive? Our souls are gone now, and only an empty shell of flesh remains." Xiao Yan suddenly thought of something.
He looked at Aoki and spoke quickly.
"What you said makes sense." Upon hearing this, Aoki's slightly cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
"You are right, he did not die in this mysterious disaster."
At this moment, Feng Jingjie spoke.
His gaze fell on the white bones from beginning to end.
Although the whirlpool behind Bai Gu has almost dissipated and cracks continue to emerge, it still has not been opened even half an inch.
Under his bright eyes, he saw scenes that others had never seen before.
Those were two figures. To be precise, they should be two souls.
The two souls overlapped and were the same in height and body shape.
The power of each divine soul is extremely thick, and it is several times more powerful than the divine soul of a strong person in the Xuan Realm. When the two divine souls overlap, it is even more than ten times stronger when combined.
This divine soul merged into one, and there was no damage in that soul tribulation. There was no sign of madness, and there was no damage in this heart tribulation.
For monks, as a vessel, the soul is the foundation. As long as the soul is not injured, it does not matter if the body is lost.
The soul seemed to notice this gaze and smiled at it.
Then Feng Jingjie saw the overlapping souls and stretched out a hand.
The hands rose and fell and turned, and then thousands of lights rose to the sky.
The fire curtain has disappeared far away, leaving only a thin curtain. It is far less beautiful than the sunset glow of the setting sun. Only a few thick traces are left, and the reflected afterglow is even more sparse.
Just as the thousands of lights rushed up, there was a loud roar, and the light splashed out.
There is a heavy rain falling with great force, and a billowing white mist rises, which can wash away all the dust in the world.
When the heavy rain appeared, everyone looked moved.
"Life...this is life..."
"With such a strong sense of vitality, even a dying person will regain his vitality and live another round of years..."
"Where did this heavy rain of vitality come from?"
Almost everyone felt physically and mentally moved by this rain of vitality, and also felt confused.
Where did this heavy rain come from?
Only Qingmu and Xiao Yan present knew about this rain and what its true nature was.
"Yuehua..." Qingmu and Xiao Yan spoke almost at the same time.
As Chu Cheng's servants, they naturally knew the effect of this elixir very clearly. When they saw the vitality dissipated in this majestic heavy rain, they knew that their master was really not dead.
This rain fell thousands of miles away. However, it did not scatter in all directions, but gathered in one place. Eventually, bit by bit gathered together to form a huge waterspout.
This tornado is like burning oil, lifting the few remaining traces of thick flames from the darkness.
Then the dark curtain lit up, and the torrential fireworks suddenly exploded. The white bones covered with tortoise marks were like being reborn from the ashes in this fireworks.
People could clearly see that the cracks on the white bones were healing rapidly. As they healed, golden light began to shine again.
Thin blood-red threads circled around the bones, and then turned into pieces in an instant.
This is the condensation of flesh and blood, this is the reorganization of the physical body.
With just three breaths, a majestic figure stood between heaven and earth again, looking down upon the powerful people here.
The golden light rises again, piercing the sky. But it is not only surging with the golden clouds in the sky, but also surging from the golden circle above.
"Why does this life force look so much like the elixir I created through derivation?" Feng Jingjie's eyes flickered with light.
He stretched out his hand, and a pale yellow elixir appeared in his palm. It was also full of vitality, but it was inferior to the elixir of the heavy rain.
"There is actually something more wonderful than the vitality elixir I created in this world. It's just that the breath of this elixir and the elixir I created seem to come from the same source. It's like my elixir was further created.
Pill..."
Feng Jingjie sighed softly, with some emotion and some appreciation.
"As expected of Mo Chen's cultivation. He uses the Mysterious Tribulation to refine his body. Even I can only eliminate the Mysterious Tribulation with the Qi Dynasty, and prevent the three Tribulations from hurting my body, heart, and soul. I can't do such a crazy move."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another loud roar in the sky, and another three-color rendering of the sky blinded people's eyes. Only the roaring and echoing sound could be heard.
Only Feng Jingjie is in the place where he is, as if he is in another world. From the beginning to the end, the aftermath of this mysterious calamity cannot be close to this place. When the thunder approaches and the strong wind sweeps, an invisible force rises to resist
The power of this aftermath.
Only he and those behind him could see that when the second three-color mysterious thunder struck, the golden light on the figure was superimposed in circles, braking forty-nine circles, and then gathering another layer.
The layers are stacked on top of each other, and there are forty-nine layers without even taking a breath.
When the forty-nine levels come together, a small cycle of reincarnation is formed, and the flow escapes the body, making the breath flow even more.
However, this is not over yet, the golden light is still stacking up. When the mysterious thunder strikes, it is already the second round of reincarnation.
The loud noise roared again, rolling up thousands of pieces of chaos, and the power of the aftermath caused the powerful forces here to retreat thousands of miles and thousands of miles away.
The roar only lasted for a moment, but the echo lasted for a long time.
"grandfather!"
Chu Yi was frightened when she felt the power of destroying the world. When she saw the sea of thunder forming a net to cover the figure, she was even more frightened.
"Don't worry. It seems that he can survive this disaster." Feng Jingjie shook his head and sighed again.
"I made a mistake in saying something. This person is definitely not an ordinary person. After he enters the Xuan Dynasty, it will be difficult to find a few people at the same level who can match him."
Suddenly, in the distant dust curtain and thunder sea, the golden wheel appeared again.
The Xuan Lei continued to strike without stopping at all. By the eighth wave, the ninth, tenth, and eleventh waves came in succession, and three waves of destruction came at the same time.
At this time, Chu Cheng Xuanhuang Immortal has risen to another sixteen minor rounds of reincarnation, plus the original four rounds. It is already twenty rounds.
Under the two bodies, forty rounds of golden light circulated around the body. With every move, the void cracked. The majestic energy and blood reached a million feet into the sky.
"The last few waves of mysterious calamity are as powerful as a blow at the peak of Nirvana. I can't stop these three waves. I'm afraid the last wave will be several times more terrifying. They really want me to die without a burial place.
"
Chu Cheng's body was covered in blood, staining his entire robe red. Even if he was alive and angry due to the heavy rain, he could not heal his injuries quickly under the subsequent waves of mysterious catastrophes.
He stretched out his hand again, and a ray of jade light met the world-destroying power, and he let out another sigh.
"Sixteen rounds of small reincarnations are already the limit. If you try to carry on the remaining four levels, you are eager for quick success and will inevitably end up at the bottom."
"This jade bowl, if my guess is correct. It is a thing of the Nine Heavens. It is the original thing of the little junior sister mentioned by the emperor. The Nine Heavens is extremely mysterious. It should be composed of nine supreme powerhouses. It must be the destiny of heaven.
undoubtedly."
When the jade light rises and falls, it sweeps away everything. But every wave of mysterious thunder causes a thick crack to appear in the jade bowl.
"...."
Chu Cheng noticed that the jade bowl was broken, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Am I wrong in my guess? It's not a destiny?"
It's just that it's too late to take it back. The world inside this jade bowl has a miraculous effect on the soul and can make the soul continue to grow. If it is destroyed like this, the loss to Chu Cheng will be too great.
Amid the roar, the jade bowl turned into a face covering the sky, resisting these three waves of mysterious catastrophe. With just one breath, tens of millions of thunders struck down.
When the thunder had subsided, the jade bowl was already in a state of dilapidation, with no part intact. As long as it was knocked down, it would completely collapse into crystals.
Just as Chu Cheng was about to take away the jade bowl, a louder roar sounded unexpectedly.
Following this thunder, violent tremors continued throughout the entire inner realm. The entire sky and earth here were cracked, chaos appeared everywhere, and the chaos of space was unstoppable.
All the powerful men changed their colors. Even Bai Yi, whose face had always been calm, was shaken at this moment.
"How could it be...the triple profound transformation...how could this last wave be so terrifying? This power is already comparable to the power of Master's blow." Feng Jingjie's eyes clearly reflected
Countless void fragments riot and flow.
The aftermath of the shock shook the chests of all the powerful people here, and they kept coughing out blood.
The aftermath caused a sound of cracking all around Feng Jingjie. Before the absolute power, even the Tao of Qi Xiang would completely collapse. He would be unable to exert mystical power.
Feng Jingjie's face was extremely heavy. He stretched out his hand, rolled up the people around him, and slapped the people behind him, and the empty door suddenly appeared.
If we don't leave in time, everyone will die here under this wave of mysterious catastrophe. There will be no hope of rebirth in Nirvana.
Just when it first appeared, the power of destruction instantly broke through this empty door.
Everyone was horrified. The powerful people in the second step actually screamed in surprise at this moment.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with ink, he was gritting his teeth and blood was flowing from his lips.
"Is this God trying to kill me?"
This last wave of mysterious calamity will force him to a dead end. Unless the Taichu Stone is used.
However, the Taichu Stone's ability to offset the Mysterious Tribulation is not to completely cancel it out, but to absorb it into the Taichu space to accumulate Xuan Lei.
There, there is the most important person in Chu Cheng. Although he has disappeared and only a body is left, there is still hope of resurrection.
As long as you find the underworld and the other shore, you can revive Yinlin.
If this wave of mysterious thunder is included in the Taichu space, Chu Cheng is sure that it will trigger the mysterious thunder accumulated in the clouds. At that time, the Taichu space will fall into destruction, and Yin Lin's physical body will also completely dissipate.
Once the physical body dissipates, even if we find the flower of the other side, what's the use?
Chu Cheng gritted his teeth again and again, and finally his eyes showed determination. His body straightened up, facing this terrifying catastrophe that could make him die.
There was a loud roar, and the three-color light instantly enveloped the entire Canghai interior, making all the monks panic.
The three-color destruction struck directly. With just one thought, it penetrated the jade bowl and shattered it completely.
There is a big dragon flying across the sky in the world. When the two bodies merge into one, forty-nine turns of golden light flows through the body. One side is destroyed and the other side is created. A vortex appears again, and one after another figures enter its body.
"Assault on Destroyer Tian comes, so what? Even if Chu is defeated, he will die in glory! There is life and death in the world, and the body will be broken and become empty in the end, so what!"
At this moment, Chu Cheng felt desperate. At the same time, he also felt a strong will to fight. This time, even if he fell into this calamity, he would never avoid it at the expense of Yin Lin.
There is only death, the only way out.
Chu Cheng looked up to the sky and roared, and behind him seemed to be a million-foot-long god and demon, fighting against this disaster with him.
The sound of clanking bones tore through the sky. In the golden light, people were horrified to see a figure standing on the ground and then rising into the sky.
The storm centered on this figure and continued to spread in all directions, blowing debris all over the sky, and fireworks ignited, covering his whole body.
"It's hard for him to survive this calamity."
Feng Jingjie's black hair was swaying in the strong wind. He raised his head and sighed, but his face returned to calmness from panic.
"Not only that, many strong men will be buried with him." Feng Jingjie sighed, reaching out to touch the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Stay close to me. Even I am not sure how to cut through the aftermath of this terrible disaster. Whether it is life or death, I can only leave it to fate."
There was a hand that was about to draw a sword and break through this calamity. But at the next moment, the hand suddenly paused and stopped moving.
Almost at the same time, all the powerful men raised their heads.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's body stood still in vain, no longer rising to the sky to meet him, with a suspicious look on his face.
In the sky, there is crystal clear sand in the chaos. This is the remnant of the broken jade bowl.
In the strong wind, the broken crystals in the sky did not scatter, but instead glowed with jade light.
Even if the prosperity of the world is gone and a heavy snowfall is rare in ten thousand years, it will still be far inferior to this jade light.
A figure slowly condensed.
Chu Cheng suddenly raised his head, and a woman reflected in his eyes, which were white on the left and dark on the right.
This is a woman in yellow wearing palace attire.
The woman stood in the air, terrified by the power of the sky, and remained resolute. She just stretched out her hand and swept it forward.
Under this sweep, the heaven and earth were in chaos, and all the thunders of destruction were dispersed, leaving only the clear light.
Everyone was shocked, and there was the sound of heavy breathing everywhere.
While shocked by this calamity, he was even more shocked by the sudden appearance of this woman in palace attire. What kind of cultivation level does this person have to be able to wipe out such a terrifying calamity with one hand?
After the woman erased this mysterious catastrophe, the golden clouds in the sky suddenly disintegrated, instantly revealing the original sky, which was even clearer.
She turned around slowly, bringing up the breeze. She faced all living beings.
This is an expressionless face, but the expression is full of sadness.
"It's her..."
When this figure appeared, Chu Cheng already knew who it was.
She is the woman in palace clothes on the wall in the jade bowl. She is just a person in the painting. Why does she appear here? She is helping him to overcome this disaster.
This is a face that is not extremely beautiful, but has an extraordinary temperament.
A pair of beautiful eyes were always looking at Chu Cheng, and suddenly, a smile broke out.
"You're here..."
As he spoke, a strong wind blew up. The woman's figure began to ripple in the wind, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.
Just as it dissipated, Chu Cheng suddenly felt the world shake.
This vibration only came from his body and mind, and the strong men scattered over a hundred thousand miles did not notice it at all.
Only Feng Jingjie was also shaken.
His eyes were deep red, like blood stains.
The scene that only he can see appears in the world at this moment.
The wind and clouds between heaven and earth are still surging, but at this moment, they start to slow down sharply, and in the next moment, they stop instantly.
There was a figure surging, emerging from the body of the man in the yin and yang robe that was stained with blood.
A ray of red thread came out from this body in an instant and connected to his body.
One wisp after another. In just one breath, the red curtain surges, and the red threads are connected one after another, too many to count.