(The last chapter yesterday should have been 1133, but Lao Wu wrote it as 1134. I apologize)——
The brewing time of the tribulation thunder was extremely short. After just a few breaths, the dense lightning arcs fell. Before Ye Mo could react, dozens of lightning bolts that were twice as thick as the previous thunder arcs completely enveloped Ye Mo. silent.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Ye Mo was so frightened that he used the Eight Great Cauldrons and the 'Purple Sword' without even thinking about it. But even so, more than a dozen lightning arcs fell on him, and there was even a tribulation thunder. The thunder arc is already as thick as a strong man's arm, which is astonishing.
Ye Mo spat out several mouthfuls of blood. He was already seriously injured, and there wasn't even a good spot on his body. He cursed in his heart at the same time, this thunder calamity was simply plotting against him. Ye Mo was sure that if he didn't have the Eight Great Cauldron, or... If he was one step too slow to bring out the Eight Great Cauldrons, he would be completely doomed.
There were almost sixty or seventy lightning arcs in this wave of tribulation thunder. Ye Mo calculated that there were sixty-three thunder arcs in total. In total, there should be seven waves of tribulation thunder coming down together.
While Ye Mo was running the 'Three Lives Art' to refine the source of thunder, he also controlled the Eight Great Cauldrons and 'Purple Sword' to block the dense lightning arcs. However, this wave of lightning was too much, even if Ye Mo resisted like this , the Eight Great Cauldron was still swaying from the blast, the cauldron's shadow was scattered again and again, and Ye Mo under the cauldron couldn't support it. Fortunately, his 'Three Life Art' once again showed its power, refining the source of thunder. The speed is getting faster and faster.
After taking a breath, Ye Mo knew that ten tribulation thunders had come down before and after, and there should be one more tribulation thunder that had not come down. Ye Mo also guessed that the thunder tribulation he had overcome should be eleven thunder tribulations, a total of one hundred and eight. Dao Jie Lei. After understanding this, he immediately raised the formation flag and introduced most of the thunder arcs outside the Eight Great Cauldrons into the thunder gathering array.
Fortunately, he had a lot of elixirs and the help of the Eight Great Cauldrons. Even if he was plotted by Lei Jie, he was only seriously injured and did not damage his roots. After he completely refined these lightning arcs, most of his injuries were healed. .
At the same time, Ye Mo also felt that his cultivation level was constantly rising, and had even reached a critical point. He knew that he was about to break through the Void God.
"Boom..." The last nine lightning arcs fell. When Ye Mo saw the lightning arcs that were thicker than his calves, he immediately knew that there was no way he could survive these nine lightning arcs.
So he didn't even think about it, and directly used the 'Purple Sword' to block one of them, leading three of them into the mine storage array, and two more were blocked by the eighth-level cauldron, and the remaining three were missed. Hit him.
These lightning arcs were much more powerful than the previous ones. Although the Eight Great Cauldrons only blocked two of them, the basin where Ye Mo was located was also shaken. Ye Mo could no longer control it at this time. The Eight Great Cauldrons just keep refining the source of thunder and improving their cultivation.
Before Ye Mo could completely refine the thunder source of those tribulation thunders, a large spiritual energy cloud appeared out of thin air. The only difference was that the spiritual energy cloud that appeared this time was not colored, but black.
At this time, when Ye Mo was in need of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy of tens of millions of spiritual stones was no longer enough to provide him. Not to mention the black spiritual cloud, even if it was a garbage color, as long as there was spiritual energy, he would absorb it without any scruples.
As the black spiritual clouds were continuously absorbed by Ye Mo, Ye Mo's momentum kept rising and rising. When all the black spiritual clouds were absorbed by Ye Mo, he let out a long roar and stood up. At the same time, he The soul was formed and transformed into a phantom. Ye Mo knew that his strength had skyrocketed again.
Finally promoted to False God, Ye Mo was just trying to consolidate his False God cultivation when he felt that his mine storage array was a little riot.
No, the mine storage array was about to explode. Ye Mo entered the golden page world without even having time to think about it. He knew that even if he passed the thunder array at this time, he would not have time to refine the terrifying source of thunder stored in the mine storage array. Although he
His formation level has been greatly improved, but there were too many thunder arcs coming from the second wave. Some of the lightning sources that he blocked but could not bear to throw away were all introduced into the mine storage array by him, but he did not think about the inside of the mine storage array for a moment.
There were too many mine sources, which eventually caused the mine storage array to explode.
"boom……"
As soon as Ye Mo entered the Golden Page World, the mine storage array exploded completely, and the terrifying explosive air flow caused the entire canyon at the bottom of the crack to collapse.
Ye Mo just threw a monitoring array out, and the monitoring array was immediately blown away by the violent explosion airflow without a trace.
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When the second wave of sixty-three lightning arcs, even mixed with several thunder arcs as thick as an adult's arm, came out, the monks watching outside Zhuhe Swamp gasped.
When have they ever seen this kind of thunder tribulation? This is not a thunder tribulation. This is simply the rhythm of killing the tribulation-crossing monks. I don’t know what this tribulation-crossing monk has offended God to bring down such a terrifying thunder tribulation.
When such a calamity thunder strikes, death is certain.
But just when all the monks onlookers thought that the person who had overcome the tribulation would definitely die, nine lightning arcs fell again. Obviously, these nine lightning arcs were the last tribulation thunder. And these nine lightning arcs were as thick as a calf, and they could
It is said that this is already thicker than the calamity thunder that the Shanghua True Monk ascended to.
It was almost the first time for all the monks present to see such a terrifying thunderstorm.
"That senior actually survived the seventy-nine and sixty-three tribulations just now, my God..." A monk had already exclaimed in amazement.
Everyone understood what he meant. Since the last thunderbolt came down, it meant that the monk who had overcome the tribulation had already passed through the densely packed more than sixty thunderbolts. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to bring down the last thunderbolt.
of.
The sight of this last tribulation thunder makes one's scalp numb. No one can be confident that they can avoid this kind of tribulation thunder, but now no one thinks that the people who are going through the tribulation below can't escape. Because he has withstood the dense tribulation thunder just now.
, although this tribulation thunder is powerful, there are only nine of them after all.
Another burst of rumbling sounds came, and the monks on the edge of the swamp felt their feet trembling. The trembling did not stop even after a long time.
After a while, the monk on the edge of the swamp suddenly felt the trembling become more severe. Suddenly, a muffled sound came up from the ground of the swamp, and the muffled sound became louder and louder.
"What's going on?" A monk asked in confusion, but no one could answer him because no one else knew what happened under the swamp.
"Look at the swamp, there is a whirlpool in the middle..." A monk suddenly pointed at the swamp in front and behind and shouted loudly.
It is said to be in the middle of the swamp, but it is only a few miles away from the shore.
"It's really a whirlpool."
This time all the monks saw it, and the whirlpool seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
"No, I feel like the ground is sinking." Finally, a monk discovered the problem, but before he could finish speaking, some places where the monks were standing began to collapse.
At this time, all the monks panicked. Some monks with higher cultivation levels immediately took out their magic weapons and rushed out, while some monks with lower cultivation levels had already been swept away by the collapse.
Soon the monks who flew into the sky felt that not only was the place collapsing, but the suction force was also getting stronger and stronger, and finally the entire swamp seemed to be collapsing.
"This swamp is going to sink..." Finally, a monk flying into the sky discovered something even more terrifying.
The next moment, the entire swamp was not about to sink, but instead rolled down, like water from a river bursting its banks, all pouring into the ground. It was like a river of mud falling into the sky, and its power was astonishing.
The ground began to shake violently, mixed with terrifying sounds, and all the monks knew that an accident had occurred here. The monks used their flying magic weapons one after another and rushed away from the Casting River Swamp, fearing that if they were a step too late, they would
Taken away by the terrifying rewinding swamp.
With that kind of power, even if the False God cultivator is swept down, he will definitely die.
It turned out that some swamp monsters in the swamp also rushed out and fled. Like the monks, these monsters couldn't care about each other and only knew how to run for their own lives.
Three days later, the originally existing Cast River swamp had dissipated. The endless swamp mud seemed to have disappeared automatically. No one knew which swamp mud went where.
But the place that was originally Zhuhe Swamp has become a huge valley. There is no spiritual grass in this valley, and the spiritual energy is very thin. If someone comes here again, they will never think that this is still an extremely huge swamp.
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Ye Mo threw several surveillance array disks out in the Golden Page World, but in the end there was no trace at all. Two days later, Ye Mo just stayed in the Golden Page World. He believed that even if it exploded again, it would not be affected.
You can’t reach your own golden page world.
With nothing to do, he simply started to stabilize his virtual god cultivation.
Next to the Medicine King's spiritual veins and the spiritual root 'Bitter Bamboo', Ye Mo's realm quickly began to stabilize. Ye Mo discovered that when he became a virtual god monk, the power and speed of absorbing spiritual energy was even more astonishing.
The spiritual energy from the Medicine King's spiritual veins was absorbed by him crazily. When his 'Three Life Skills' started to work, the crazy absorption of spiritual energy was even more terrifying.
Ye Mo secretly marveled that other people practiced with spirit stones or spirit gathering arrays. But he only had some effect by practicing with the Medicine King's spiritual veins. If he practiced with spirit stones, he wouldn't even think about making progress.
It seems that he will continue to collect spiritual veins in the future, otherwise his Medicine King Spiritual Vein will not be enough for him. If he really wants to use it. With his current virtual god cultivation, it may only last three to five years.
The time is wasted.
Even if Ye Mo doesn't understand, he still knows how precious the Medicine King's Spiritual Vein is. Even a top-grade Spiritual Vein is not as good as a mid-grade Medicine King's Spiritual Vein. What's more, Ye Mo thinks that his spiritual vein is not at all
A middle grade, or even a high grade spiritual vein.
Ye Mo was immersed in stabilizing the realm of Virtual God, but time passed by in a hurry. When Ye Mo had completely stabilized the realm of Virtual God, and had even reached the middle stage of the first level of Virtual God, he realized that two months had passed.
While Ye Mo threw out a monitoring array, he also sighed secretly, the time for cultivation is so worthless.
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