The immortal soul of the ancient Buddha in the form of the Three Lives Treasures is rising slowly.
The three-faced ancient Buddha clasped his hands together and sat cross-legged above his head.
Then, Chen Feng activated the immortal's golden body, and the gleaming golden light flowed throughout his body.
Boom!
The golden thunder roared and dropped a thunderbolt with thick arms, hitting the heads of the three ancient Buddhas.
Fine electric arcs flowed through the ancient Buddha's body, splitting the immortal soul into cracks.
Immediately afterwards, the electric arc fell on Chen Feng.
The moment the golden light touched the thunder, it was shattered into pieces.
His clothes were turned to gray, revealing his muscular body, which had been ravaged by the golden thunder, leaving traces of burnt black marks.
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
Just a bolt of thunder almost destroyed his immortal soul and body!
In the Nine Revolutions of Immortal Destruction Tribulation, there are nine thunderbolts, each one stronger than the last.
Anyone touched by thunder will end up with their immortal souls shattered and their bodies dissipated.
If it weren't for Chen Feng, he would have already cultivated the golden body of an immortal, come into contact with the realm of a golden immortal, and have the power of three souls to protect his body.
He couldn't bear the first thunderbolt.
Chen Feng breathed heavily, while simultaneously using the power of the immortal soul and the golden body of the immortal.
The ancient Buddha immortal soul of the Three Lives Treasures, which was full of cracks, began to absorb the remaining thunder in the cracks.
This process is extremely painful.
The so-called survival from desperate situations, the power of thunder tribulation is enough to destroy everything, but if it can be refined, you can have the capital to fight against thunder tribulation.
Golden thunder poured into Chen Feng's immortal soul and body at the same time, destroying everything it touched.
Chen Feng endured the severe pain and refined the power of Golden Thunder.
The immortal soul and body simultaneously lit up with a bright golden light.
As the golden thunder merges into the body and the immortal soul, the parts that were originally destroyed are reborn and become stronger.
However, in a blink of an eye, Chen Feng had already refined the power of the first thunderbolt.
Not only has the damaged immortal soul and body been repaired, but it has also been greatly improved.
The immortal soul stood still, like an old monk in meditation, especially Chen Feng beneath him.
Boom!
Another golden thunder fell, much thicker and more powerful than the last time.
The newly repaired immortal soul was instantly shattered into pieces by the second golden thunder.
Chen Feng's body was split open with countless blood stains, and the blood flowed non-stop.
He didn't move or make any sound.
The surging golden thunder was dragged into his body, and was divided and eaten by the immortal soul and golden body.
The aura that fell climbed to its peak again and even became stronger.
"This kid..."
The more Yun Ling looked at it, the more frightened she became.
As for the first thunderbolt, he could forcibly resist it with his powerful immortal soul, but the power of the second thunderbolt was beyond her expectation.
She could only resist four out of nine.
Seeing Chen Feng's expressionless face, with golden brilliance lingering around his body, and his aura increasing instead of falling, Yun Ling secretly had an idea.
Maybe, he can really resist the nine golden thunders.
Thunder roared in the clouds, and lightnings rained down one after another.
Three ways, four ways, five ways...
Until the eighth thunderbolt fell, the fairy soul above Chen Feng's head exploded!
Thunder light poured into the golden body, and Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes and spurted blood.
The golden body was completely shattered, the flesh and blood cracked, and white bones could be seen through the gaps!
"The eighth path...is my limit."
Chen Feng gasped for breath, fully aware of how horrific his injuries were.
The immortal soul was shattered, and the backlash force and the golden thunder exploded at the same time, almost blowing him into ashes.
He still underestimated the power of Thunder Tribulation.
Raising his head, Chen Feng stared at the golden light in the thunder clouds, his expression becoming more solemn.
The power of the ninth path will be five times that of the eighth path.
Now that his immortal soul is shattered and his golden body is severely damaged, as long as he is hit by the thunder, there will only be one end.
Completely destroyed!
"We have to find a way to avoid this lightning disaster."
Chen Feng's thoughts were racing.
In ancient times, many warriors were extremely talented and attracted all kinds of powerful thunder.
If you are in danger during a thunder tribulation, or are temporarily unable to resist the thunder tribulation, you will resort to feigning death or masking your breath to avoid the thunder tribulation.
It will not be until the cultivation level reaches a further level that it is enough to resist the thunder tribulation, and then the tribulation will be overcome again.
There are also many evil people who use this method to repeatedly swallow the power of thunder and become stronger.
But, it's not easy.
Chen Feng frowned more and more, until the ninth thunder tribulation condensed into the shape of a dragon and was about to fall, but he still had no clue.
"then!"
Yun Ling suddenly threw out a mirror with a golden frame, the size of a palm, and six grooves around it, but it was empty.
Chen Feng caught it and felt the weak power inside the mirror, which made him quite confused.
"Semi-finished Taoist artifact?"
Taoist tools are rare in nature. Although they are semi-finished products, they still have considerable power.
But with just such a semi-finished Taoist weapon, it is impossible to resist the Nine-turn Immortal Destruction Tribulation.
Just when Chen Feng was about to borrow the Jiyi Yetian Sword to fight against the thunder calamity, Lan Yan's voice sounded.
"Boy, the immortal weapon has its own arrogance and will not help you survive the thunderstorm."
"However, the weapon in your hand is not simple."
The Jiyi Yetian Sword is the possession of the Night God. Following such a strong man has already tainted the arrogance of the strong man.
If Chen Feng dies in a thunderstorm, Jiyi Yetian Sword will naturally abandon him and find a new master.
But Chen Feng looked at the mirror in his hand for a long time and found no clues.
Boom!
The thunder calamity roared and was about to fall.
Yun Ling hurriedly explained: "With the help of the power of the Taoist weapon, you can temporarily eliminate your aura, so that Lei Jie cannot sense you."
Chen Feng suddenly realized and injected the remaining star power into the mirror.
At the same time, another powerful aura burst out of his body.
It's a golden mirror!
"This is... the projection of the magic weapon of the Lord of Heaven?"
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.
After coming out of the small world that day, the projection of the magic weapon disappeared.
He originally thought that he was taken back by the Lord of Heaven, but unexpectedly, it actually stayed in his body.
But even with this power, it still can't stop the ninth thunder.
Chen Feng was about to activate the mysterious mirror to cover up his own energy, but the projection of the magic weapon suddenly got into the mysterious mirror.
Buzz——
The mysterious mirror made a strange buzzing sound, and a golden bead appeared on the bottom groove.
The semi-finished Taoist weapon, which originally had a weak aura, developed a charm and became a real Taoist weapon!
Boom!
The dragon-shaped thunder roared, and a pair of vertical pupils that could destroy all sentient beings locked onto Chen Feng.
Chen Feng didn't have time to think, and used the power of the stars to activate the mysterious mirror, drawing out a white light that enveloped his whole body.
In the blink of an eye, the breath on his body was completely blocked, and he seemed to disappear between the world.
The thunderclouds above my head stopped moving, and after a few breaths, they showed signs of dissipating.
Until it completely dissipated and there was no longer any pressure, Chen Feng let out a long breath.
No surprises.
Yun Ling recovered from the shock and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Unexpectedly, this mirror can swallow other Taoist artifacts and continue to grow."
Chen Fengzheng was wondering about this: "Senior, where did this thing come from?" Yun Ling thought back for a moment: "Before Xuye Ridge appeared, a casual cultivator sold this thing to the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce, saying it was an ominous thing.
