Qingdi's calamity has been going on for five full years now. During these five years, his bones and blood have been replaced countless times.
Yan Xi came early to meet the Emperor of Heaven and was concerned about the condition of Emperor Qing. She couldn't help but practice with peace of mind. When Emperor Qing showed his miserable condition, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
Her talent is not at the top of her generation. Qingdi is the only one, the other top geniuses are in the second level, and Yan Xi should be in the third level.
She was able to reach the pinnacle of quasi-emperor cultivation, and the Qing Emperor helped her a lot in her current alternative enlightenment.
But there is no way to explain things like feelings clearly, and Emperor Qing doesn't care about it either.
Qingdi doesn't care that his Taoist partners are not as talented as him. He never looks at the talents of Taoist partners when looking for them. Anyway, none of them are as talented as him.
"It's almost over, it's almost over." Meng Chuan's eyelids were very vicious, and he could see that the state of Thunder Tribulation City could no longer continue.
Qingdi's creation of the law did not directly create a complete world cultivation system this time, but only realized the introduction, the initial stage.
Naturally, it is impossible to be hacked for decades or hundreds of years.
"Boom!"
However, as soon as Meng Chuan finished speaking, the thunder in the sky roared violently, vigorously and vigorously, with no intention of stopping.
"..." Meng Chuan wanted to curse at this moment. Why did he feel like this magic creation calamity was targeting him?
Do you have to argue with him?
are you crazy!
"What did Qingdi do that dissatisfied you?" the ruthless man asked fiercely from the side.
"Haha, Emperor, you are so funny."
Meng Chuan was helpless. He could affect ordinary catastrophes, even the catastrophe of enlightenment, but he really couldn't affect this catastrophe of creation.
"The one who can tamper with the magic-creating tribulation is probably the legendary emperor. Which emperor would be able to tamper with the Qing Emperor's magic-creating tribulation when he is full and has nothing to do..."
As Meng Chuan spoke, his voice became softer, and there was a feeling of light and clarity in his mind as the fog cleared.
"There is a ready-made suspect!" Meng Chuan made a fist with his right hand and slapped it on his left hand.
It’s still him, Lai Shihao!
The handsome guy from Etu is helpless, the suspect is a bastard, he depends on me.
Even if you sneeze, it's all up to me!
This time it really has nothing to do with him. He knows Qingdi's predecessor. Although there is cause and effect between the two, there is no need for him to do such a thing.
Of course, if Meng Chuan is the one who survives the tribulation, that's a different story. It's up to you to see if he makes arrangements.
But the most violent wave of the thunder calamity just now was a bit like a flashback, bursting out with brilliance for a moment, beating the Qing Emperor to pieces, but still unable to destroy the Qing Emperor.
All changes disappeared, and only thunder and lightning filled the sky around Qingdi.
These thunderbolts are no longer able to cause damage to the Qing Emperor. The changes in the creation of the magic calamity are gone, and these thunderbolts are just the last remnants.
"Look, I said it was over." Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. What else can you cause to cause trouble now?
"Fortunately, there was no Immortal Killer..."
"Stop talking." The ruthless man interrupted Meng Chuan in time, not wanting him to continue to show off his power.
It is not easy for Wu Shi to have a companion, and it is not easy for another person of this level to appear in the Taoist world. A ruthless person does not want Qing Emperor to be buried by his leader.
That's unreasonable and shouldn't be done.
Meng Chuan choked, glanced at the sky, found that nothing happened, and breathed a sigh of relief.
How can it be possible that whatever you say will happen!
What Meng Chuan wanted to say just now was that fortunately the Immortal Killing Platform did not appear.
That is a fatal calamity that cannot be avoided by those who lead the calamity. Death is almost certain.
If Shi Hao hadn't had Dao Fruit to take his place, and if he had been reincarnated with the Incarnation of Samsara, he would have died under the guillotine of the Immortal Killing Platform.
Of course, not just anyone can trigger Immortal Killing Platform, it's too harsh.
The Qing Emperor stands in the midst of thunder and lightning, and cannot be hurt by thunder. The peak has passed. The Qing Emperor has experienced too much, suffered enough hardships, and has proven something.
He is qualified to embark on a new path.
At this point, the Dharma Creation Tribulation is indeed coming to an end!
It's just that Qing Emperor's condition is not very good, his always bright eyes have dimmed, his body is broken, there are many wounds, and the bones can be seen deep.
The soul flickers in and out, and there are traces of it. If you look closely, you will see that they are cracks.
The world inside the body is blurred, and it seems to be returning to the original state and collapsing again.
This can be said to be an injury that can damage the foundation. If it is not handled well, Qingdi will not be able to be perfect.
Although Qingdi is strong, it is still not enough to face the calamity of creation.
If you want to survive the Dharma Creation Tribulation more easily, your own combat power must be able to throw off the realm by dozens of tribulations.
"robbed the blessing."
Meng Chuan was not worried about the Qing Emperor at all. Heaven and earth are fair. After surviving disasters and death, and gaining his approval, good fortune will naturally come to him.
At this moment, deep in the sky, a sacred pool appeared vaguely. It was very blurry and seemed to be covered by something, making it impossible to see it clearly.
Everyone who was still in the ancient Tianting old place looked at the square pool. There were a few drops of crystal clear liquid falling down. Qing Emperor decisively grabbed it in his hand and drank it directly.
He didn't know what it was, but he knew it was good stuff.
When the liquid first fell, he felt that his soul was a little relaxed. After putting it in his mouth, his whole body was glowing continuously, and a powerful and mysterious Tao power filled his body.
This is not the end yet. Naturally, the pool cannot only provide a few drops of liquid. It seems that a hole has been opened, and liquid is pouring out, all of which falls on the Qing Emperor.
"Thunder Pond, Thunder Tribulation Liquid."
The voices of Meng Chuan and Xiao Shitou sounded at the same time, telling the names of these two divine objects.
The Qing Emperor's broken bones are reshaped, flesh and blood grow, the soul shines brightly, the mist of the world inside the body disappears, the world is stable, and there is a tendency to expand.
This is the magical effect of Thunder Tribulation Liquid, which is a supreme blessing.
For people at Qingdi's level, it is extremely effective, and most importantly, it is very beneficial to the future.
After feeling the astonishing effect of the Thunder Tribulation Liquid, Qingdi pondered for a moment and began to transform directly.
He wants to shed his old body and accept this fate with a new look.
The thunder calamity liquid keeps falling, the green light is misty, mysterious and simple, and the mystery of the world is hidden here.
Finally, a green lotus fell, falling from the starry sky and ending up somewhere unknown.
That was the remains of the Qing Emperor after he was robbed, and he was now shed by him.
Meng Chuan glanced at the fallen green lotus and stopped caring.
That's rubbish and of no use.
"It's really mysterious." Meng Chuan looked at the thunder pool and said softly, but he didn't care about the thunder calamity liquid.
There are not many treasures that can be of great use to him, but they are very few.
Things like that are rare even if you look at the heavens, and will attract countless people to fight for them.
"Do you know the origin of Lei Chi?" Meng Chuan asked.
He has always felt that the thunder catastrophe that covers the world is too strange, very extraordinary, and almost surpasses everything.
He has never found such a situation in other worlds.
"I don't know." The ruthless man shook his head.
Meng Chuan was startled, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I'm not asking you, Emperor."
Meng Chuan must know that ruthless people don’t!
The ruthless person stared at Meng Chuan. Fortunately, she had a cold temper. If it were anyone else, she would have argued with Meng Chuan.
There are only two of us here. If you don’t talk to me, are you talking to a ghost?
Meng Chuan really talked to ghosts...
"I don't know either." A voice sounded out of thin air, and then Xiao Shitou appeared here. He only realized after listening to Meng Chuan's words that Meng Chuan was talking to him.
Normal people would think that if two people are in the same room, one of them must be talking to the other!
Xiao Shitou was also a little confused. You didn't call my name, how did I know you were talking to me!
"Didn't he leave any message..." Meng Chuan pondered, but this sentence reminded Xiao Shitou.
"I remembered, my father once said something to me." Xiao Shitou thought for a while, recalled and said:
"Once, someone told him that Thunder Tribulation may be the original power in this world, one of its sources, the ultimate, and contains great secrets!"
Meng Chuan nodded, this idea coincided with his.
I don’t know which handsome guy said it, but with such unique insights, he must be a great hero.
