Under the valley, Feng Jueyu was almost selfless and devoted all his efforts to deal with the natural disaster. He sent all the good things he had picked up or snatched during his years in the world of disorder to deal with the natural disaster.
On the top of the Western Mountain above the valley, a group of people led by the young man and Mr. Wu were watching attentively and with great interest.
Under the valley, surrounded by the tribulation thunder, the colorful magic weapons and purple talismans shone brightly. Powerful talismans roared in the air. Although they could not completely block the tribulation thunder, the collision in the middle was quite tragic.
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The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with rocks rolling down the cliffs on both sides, thick smoke billowing out, and all kinds of energy generated by the collision of divine powers, like a violent storm, washing the valley fiercely.
In the valley, it was a scene of complete destruction.
Standing on the top of the Western Mountain, dozens of practitioners of the Qiankun Realm behind Mr. Wu were amazed and frightened.
Most of these people have never seen what a transitional tribulation is, so they don't realize how serious it is and are filled with emotion.
"Oh, so many magic weapons are just gone?"
"Yes, this is too wasteful. If I had so many magic weapons, my strength would definitely increase several times."
"But why didn't this person place more of them? Dozens of sets of magic weapons only blocked four tribulation thunders. I calculated that there are still twenty-three more."
"Yes, this person has already started to use the talisman, but the big purple talisman is almost the same as the treasure passed down from heaven. How many big talismans are needed to survive to the end?"
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Waves of discussion were heard on the top of the mountain. Although witnessing the truth of the tribulation with their own eyes made everyone excited, the power of the tribulation thunder was indeed shocking.
One of the practitioners said in fear: "Mr. Wu, is this how to overcome the tribulation? How many magic weapons and how many big talismans are needed?"
"More than that." Mr. Wu didn't say anything, but the young man caught the words first and said: "The power of this heavenly tribulation is beyond the reach of a human being. The thirty-nine tribulations have a total of twenty-seven thunderbolts, which come in three rounds, and each round is compared.
The power of this round is so powerful that I prepared hundreds of sets of magic weapons to survive until the end, but as a cultivator of my generation, my mortal body is almost unable to contend with the heavenly tribulation due to various limitations."
Mr. Wu said with a smile: "Yes, I also prepared many magic weapons and big talismans at the beginning. Although they are not much more than Li Xiaoyou, they are indeed in danger every step of the way."
When everyone heard this, someone said: "Then this person is not fully prepared. Is it possible that his success in overcoming the tribulation will fail?"
The young man Li Fengyan smiled and said: "Failed? Haha, that is inevitable. I can tell at a glance that this person knows very little about the power of the catastrophe. Now that the catastrophe has occurred, even if something is wrong, there is no chance to turn the tide.
Mr. Wu, do you think so?"
"That's right." Mr. Wu looked attentively and said without being hindered at all: "But this guy is not stupid. You see, the terrain of this valley is subtle, which is suitable for setting up magic formations, and there are also traces of formations in it. It seems that
When all the big talismans are used up, it’s time for me to use the formation method.”
"Can formations prevent disasters?" Everyone was shocked, with envy flashing in their eyes.
"Of course." Mr. Wu said proudly: "Back then, I used a set of formations to withstand seven tribulation thunders."
"Then this person definitely can't compete with Mr. Wu."
"Haha, if he can withstand five tribulation thunders, that would be good, but it's still too far behind."
Mr. Wu watched and carefully counted the number of thunders falling for Feng Jueyu. Previously, five or six thunderbolts had survived. Feng Jueyu began to use the purple talisman, sacrificing one by one.
Go out and slowly survive the eighth, ninth...
After the first round of nine tribulation thunders passed, the tribulation thunders under the night sky paused for a moment. The tenth tribulation thunder did not fall immediately, but Feng Jueyu did not have the purple talisman in his hand.
When Li Fengyan and Mr. Wu on the mountain looked at it, they both shook their heads in frustration. Everyone behind them looked confused and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Alas, this man has no talisman in his hand. If his formation can survive five tribulation thunders, no, I think he can survive seven tribulation thunders. What should we do with the rest?"
Li Fengyan sighed: "The next round is slightly more powerful than the previous nine tribulation thunders, but the most troublesome thing is the last round. That is the real tribulation. No need to look anymore, this person will definitely die."
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"It was a blessing to encounter the catastrophe in the Fantasy Ruins, but it is a pity that this boy knew too little about the catastrophe, and it was a pity that he fell into a dead end." Mr. Wu made the final comment.
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At this moment, under the valley, Feng Jueyu used up the last set of purple talismans that he had prepared. In fact, he did not consume much. At most, he lost more than 70 sets of magic weapons and nearly a hundred purple talismans.
With so many treasures, he would feel a lot of pain in normal times, but in the face of a catastrophe, Feng Jueyu would not feel regretful no matter how many things he took out.
However, he only survived one-third of the 3927 tribulation thunders, which greatly surprised him. He never expected that it would take so many treasures to survive the first round.
No one wants to be seriously injured during a calamity, and Feng Jueyu is no exception.
Looking at the second round of thunder that was about to move, Feng Jueyu closed his eyes and still sat motionless in the valley.
After about a cup of tea, the second round of thunder began.
"Boom!"
A thicker ink-colored lightning than the previous nine tribulation thunders fell from the sky and entered the valley in an instant.
But at this time, Feng Jueyu's eyes spurted out streams of light like starlight. He turned his hands and silently started the formation Wuming.
The sixth-level formation is nameless, and there are as many as 750 formation changes. After the tenth tribulation thunder fell, as soon as he entered the formation, he was instantly killed by as many as 200 formation changes.
"boom!"
The eleventh calamity thunder came as promised.
"rise!"
The formation changes were eliminated, Feng Jueyu didn't worry at all, his mind was racing, the formation was running crazily, sand was rolling, huge waves were rolling into the sky, and the eleventh thunderbolt was wiped out with all his strength in an instant.
Chapter 12...
Chapter 13...
The fourteenth way...
In a moment, all the second round of calamity thunders were wiped out by the formation. Feng Jueyu, who was sitting in the formation, turned extremely pale. But what made everyone on the top of the mountain feel incredible was that his formation,
Unexpectedly, during the entire round of imperial tribulation, more than half of the integrity was still maintained.
The foundation of the formation is still there, the formation holes are not broken, and the people in the main formation are sitting there, unscathed.
On the top of the mountain, Mr. Wu, who was still boasting earlier, seemed to be deeply shocked by Feng Jueyu's formation, with his mouth open and a dull expression on his face.
The young man Li Fengyan was also filled with disbelief. He stared blankly at what was happening in the valley, suddenly lost in thought.
"This... what calamity thunder is this..." The Qiankun realm practitioner behind the two couldn't believe his eyesight.
"The... eighteenth... second round of thunder, let him survive with a set of formations..."
"What kind of formation is this that is so powerful?"
Everyone looked at Mr. Wu in unison.
Mr. Wu, who had previously categorically said that Feng Jueyu would definitely die, felt that he had lost face because he had misjudged his eyes. At this moment, feeling the eager and pleading eyes of the juniors behind him, the old man blushed and snorted completely unreasonably: "
Huh, even if he survives the second round, the result will be the same, he will definitely die."
"Yes, that formation is truly shocking, but it's a pity that it can't last too long. And once he exposes himself to the tribulation thunder, even if he has great skills, he won't be able to survive the third round. Alas, it's just a pity that that formation
It's a law, if we take it away, wouldn't it be possible to make great progress in cultivation?"
Mr. Wu's eyes flickered and he stared at Feng Jueyu with uncontrollable jealousy in his eyes.
He took a fancy to the formation Wuming, but it was a pity that it was useless now, because in his eyes, Feng Jueyu could not withstand the last nine tribulation thunders.
While he was talking, the nineteenth thunderstorm finally arrived, and this was the last round of thunderbolt.
Due to being fully prepared, Feng Jueyu had not been injured at all before, but in order to resist the second round of nine tribulation thunders, he had activated the formation, and when he was fully deducing the changes in the formation to achieve the tribulation, he was discovered that the tribulation thunder
The power actually far exceeds the speed of formation changes and deductions.
He managed to survive the second round of nine thunderbolts without any injuries, but his divine power and soul were greatly consumed.
Feng Jueyu, who was deeply aware of the terrifying tribulation thunder, was secretly shocked. This tribulation thunder was so terrifying that even the formation Wuming had a hard time resisting it. It was really unbelievable. The deduction of formation changes could not keep up with the speed of the tribulation thunder falling. This
I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for too long if I set up the formation. Next, I have to rely on myself.
After this idea came to his mind, Feng Jueyu quickly took out two pills and threw them into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them, and then put the two "Wujin Yuanhei Pills" into his mouth for later use.
Then, meet the nineteenth tribulation thunder.
"change!"
Abundant divine power poured into the formation under the influence of powerful divine consciousness. Countless formation changes occurred, and the nineteenth tribulation thunder struck down in an instant.
But this time, the formation was badly damaged. On the ground, as many as 90% of the formation base crystals that had been arranged in advance exploded. Once this formation base was destroyed, Feng Jueyu's deduction would change much faster.
The amplitude weakens.
"Chapter 20."
Black lightning, which was thicker than the previous two rounds, fell into the air. Feng Jueyu shrunk and pulled away from the unknown formation. He lifted up his hands and pushed towards the entire formation.
Toward the twentieth tribulation thunder.
"boom!"
There was a loud sound in the sky, and the twentieth thunderstorm disappeared into smoke. At the same time, the formation was nameless and collapsed.
"It's over, there are still seven ways left. Unless he loses a few divine treasures, it will be difficult to successfully overcome the tribulation." A flash of light flashed in Mr. Wu's eyes on the mountain, setting the tone for Feng Jueyu's ending.
After exhausting everything, Feng Jueyu did not take out the Sky Falling Sword and the White Rainbow Sword. Through the first two rounds of testing and the power of the two tribulation thunders in the last round, he suddenly made a judgment.