Chapter 402 Thunder passes through the ninth level (please subscribe)
Fang Xi couldn't help but start to recall her childhood, childhood, and growth...
How much effort is put into acting for the eyes of outsiders, for the expectations of parents...?
So what if I fail the public examination? So what if I fail miserably?
There was still no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
It seems that there is a gap between his experience and his heart, or that his body and his soul are separated by something. "Except for death, there is no big deal... But the disillusionment of life and death is just like a bubble."
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In an instant, Fang Xi realized something and started laughing.
"This student, please abide by the rules in the examination room."
The invigilator came over immediately.
"Take a public exam?"
Fang Xi tore up the test paper casually: "Bake a hair... I want to become an immortal!"
Wow!
The next moment, everything around him was like a soap bubble, shattering suddenly. Fang Xi's consciousness was blurred for a while. When he woke up again, he was already in the early stage of foundation building. He was flying behind him with a spiritual weapon, and it was the ancestor of the Song family.
This man was furious and roared: "Fang Xi, how dare you kill me, the young master of the Song family, I will fight you until death..."
"I killed...Song Qing?"
Fang Xi was in disbelief and continued to run for her life subconsciously. She felt something was wrong in her heart: "This is not my style..."
"roll……"
This time, he woke up faster than the previous illusion. The void around him was shattered, and all kinds of inner demons and illusions came like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. In order to target the various weaknesses in Fang Xi's heart, it turns out that in these inner demons and illusions, monks often have to
After being addicted for a long time, he discovered the flaw by chance, and even continued to indulge. Fortunately, he took the Du Mie Dan, and there was a sense of disillusionment in his heart about life and death. No matter how realistic the illusion was, there was an innate sense of unreality in his heart, and he could quickly discover the flaw.
In the blink of an eye, he broke through several demonic illusions.
There was a flash of light.
Flowers are falling from the sky and golden lotuses are flowing from the ground.
A god-incarnation master floated over. "Fang Xi, your virtue is not worthy of your qualifications. You cannot have an immortal treasure. Bring it to me!"
The terrifying spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together and turned into a big golden hand.
Even though Fang Xi has perfected the cultivation of pill formation, she is still like an ant under such a big hand!
"It's funny, I've never seen a god-transformation monk take action... You evolved according to my imagination, it's a bad review!"
Fang Xi pointed his hand, and a ray of Yimu divine light shot up into the sky, turning into a divine sword rising into the sky and split the golden hand into two parts. In an instant, his expression was confused again, and when he came back to his senses, he was already lying down.
In a forest of wine and meat, Ruan Xingling, Hao Situ Qingqing, Feng Bingxian, Wei Yixi, Yan Hongxiu, Zhong Hongyu, Yan Ying, and Zong Linghu were surrounded by female cultivators he had seen or never seen before, familiar or unfamiliar.
Come up, Yan is thin and fat, with different styles. Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes!
A look of intoxication appeared on Fang Xi's face, she picked up a glass of peach blossom wine and drank it in one gulp.
"The disillusionment of life and death is like a bubble, and the world is like a mote of dust!"
Emerald Isle.
Fang Xi opened her eyes in the training room, her eyes were clear and sophisticated after three thousand years of experience in the world of mortals, and they seemed to be fully enlightened.
Boom!
At this time, over the Emerald Island, there are ominous calamity clouds gathering, with faint thunder and an aura of destruction...
Thunder disaster is coming!
Immortal cultivators absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth to practice, and the Nascent Soul is a huge threshold. If you want to cross this threshold, there will naturally be a catastrophe blocking the way!
The dark clouds in the sky, with a destructive power that frightens the immortal cultivators, are constantly condensing into cyan thunder dragons!
In the training room, Fang Xi sat cross-legged with concentration, familiar with the magic power of the Nascent Soul stage, and did not show any intention of being on guard."
"Go for it!"
He said softly, and the heretic Yuanying, who had been in the corner without any sense of presence, immediately rushed into the sky of the Emerald Island like a suicide squad holding the Star Luo chessboard!
Besides monks, Dao Yuanying is also an excellent method to deal with thunder disasters!
Thunder flashed! Under the power of the sky, Daqing could only hold his head and tremble. Qinghuo Luan was also suppressed and could not fly. He could only lie on the ground, but stubbornly raised his head and let out a clear cry, "唳!!
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Amidst the sound of the phoenix, a cyan thunder light as thick as a bucket seemed to carry the power of the nine heavens, and fell straight from the dark clouds. The target was the Evergreen Hall where Fang Xi was!
Buzz!
The Nine Nether Black Wood Array was activated, and countless black mist gathered, faintly turning into the shadow of a giant tree. Stab!
The sky thunder fell on the formation, seeming to send out endless thunder and fire. With just one blow, the giant tree was blown to pieces. Countless lightning flashes, and the flames continued to burn the dark mist.
Stab!
The sky and the earth turned white! Without giving Jiuyou Xuanmu Dazhao time to react, two more cyan thunders fell.
Puff!
After enduring three Nascent Soul thunder tribulations, this quasi-fourth-level formation finally collapsed, revealing the aura-filled Emerald Island and the Evergreen Hall standing on huge wooden piles.
The outsider Yuanying's face was solemn, and he threw the Xingluo chessboard in his hand, and the nine vertical and horizontal paths between heaven and earth turned into a huge network of light.
As soon as he made a seal with his hands, a huge image of the Son of Yama suddenly appeared. Each of the six arms was holding a seal, and the third vertical eye between his eyebrows opened a stream of dark flames, ready to go out.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound between the heaven and the earth, and the blue sky thunder was like a dragon, rushing down with its fangs and claws. The thunder broke out continuously. In an instant, three thunders came at once.
Stab!
The white network of light formed by the Xingluo chessboard was torn apart by the first thunder dragon in an instant. The second and third thunder dragons went down along the gap, and their target was the Nascent Soul of the heretic!
After all, the heretic Nascent Soul is also Fang Xi! But this is exactly what Fang Xi wants. As long as he survives this thunder tribulation, the heretic Nascent Soul is on the clear path, and he doesn't have to be careful to assimilate with his breath every time he leaves the body.
Afraid of being struck by thunder.
"The way of heaven!"
The face of the heretic Nascent Soul was extremely serious, and he fiercely activated the demonic light. Fierce demonic fire was released from between the eyebrows of the three-eyed and six-armed Son of Yama, like a black arrow that missed and hit a thunder dragon.
The dark flames and the thunder light intertwined with each other and died together.
"disease!"
Then, the huge Dharma Prime Minister of Yama, the Son of Heaven, roared with filial piety, waved his six arms, and collided hard with the last thunder dragon.
Stab!
Countless blue lightnings danced wildly, and the surroundings seemed to be in a thundering purgatory.
Under the lightning, the three-eyed and six-armed image of Yama was torn into pieces and turned into black smoke and dissipated.
"puff!"
The face of the heretic Yuanying was pale, his figure had lost a lot of weight, and his vitality was obviously severely damaged.
Rumble!
Above the sky, the thunderclouds have not dispersed, nor have they stopped changing. Instead, they have become more intense.
Stab!
A cyan thunder with a little golden light struck down, and its power was stronger than the previous six times.
"go!"
An extremely thick Yimu divine light flew out from the Changqing Palace, turning into a giant green umbrella, covering the heretic Nascent Soul under it.
Boom!
The thunder fell on the giant cyan umbrella, annihilating all the countless Yimu divine lights. Even so, the cyan Yimu divine light seemed to be endless, flying out from the Evergreen Palace in an endless stream, and perished together with this thunder light.
A blue rainbow flashed, and Fang Xi himself emerged. With just one move of his hand, he brought the heretic Yuanying back into his Dantian. He was surrounded by extremely terrifying spiritual power. Shockingly, under the delay of the formation and the heretic Yuanying, he had already consolidated.
After understanding the cultivation of Yuan Ying in the early stage, he was holding a small black seal in his hand, which was the seal of life and death, and he was looking at the calamity clouds in the sky with fearlessness.
"Even though I have a series of back-ups, the last few thunderbolts... still have to be done by myself..."
"What's more... the essence of heaven and earth that escapes after such a thunderstorm is also very beneficial to strengthening the body of the Nascent Soul."
Fang Xi laughed and threw the spirit treasure in her hand.
The Seal of Life and Death roared and turned into a black hill, flying to the top of his head, and the eighth thunder suddenly fell from the sky!
Outside the Emerald Island. A spiritual ship hovers in mid-air.
Wei Changsheng and other pill-forming monks looked at the rolling thunder, their faces pale. "Tianwei... Senior Brother Tie murmured, facing this Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, he even... didn't dare to draw his sword."
"Unexpectedly, this senior Qian Qian not only survived the inner demon tribulation, but also appeared to be able to handle the thunder tribulation with ease..."
The junior sister who was in the early stages of forming pills murmured.
At this time, even though everyone in the Hunyuan Sect was cautious, they did not dare to approach. After all, under the catastrophe, all monks were just ants!
Stab!
At this time, they saw two blue-gold thunderbolts falling suddenly, and then being firmly caught by a mountain-like black seal.
Woohoo!
A strong wind blew by, and for a while, the dark clouds that looked like fish scales disappeared, revealing a blue sky. After the clouds passed, the sky cleared, and a rainbow appeared.
"Thunder that passes through the ninth level becomes a true king!"
Wei Changsheng murmured, with an envious yet bitter smile on his face: "Let's go together and pay homage to this true king."
Although Fang Xi's consciousness discovered the Hunyuan Sect's spirit ship and the monk who had perfected the elixir formation, after receiving the ninth thunder, he immediately released the two great Nascent Souls to destroy the heaven and earth spirits after the heavenly tribulation was broken.
After absorbing all the energy, he returned to the practice room and began to retreat to continue consolidating the Nascent Soul.
After all, to him, nothing is as important as his own breakthrough, and even if something happens, Qing Huo Luan and other spiritual pets and his subordinates can handle it enough.
After all, I have already condensed my Nascent Soul. How stupid do I have to be to take the initiative to run into the muzzle of a gun at this moment?
In the training room, Fang Xi made a seal, and her Nascent Soul immediately emerged from the heavenly spirit, holding a small black seal in her hand.
The light flashed again, and the blue-black outer Dao Yuanying appeared. It looked thinner than the main Yuanying, with a hint of magic. The two were distinct, just like Tai Chi.
The two Nascent Souls were playing happily in the outside world. After getting used to the Nascent Soul body, Fang Xi made another seal and returned to his own body.
"This feeling is really wonderful..."
"For Yuanying monks, although the physical body is important, it is not particularly important..."
"The real core is only in Nascent Soul."
Fang Xi's Nascent Soul was holding the "Seal of Life and Death", but she felt something was wrong: "I seem to have another magic weapon of my own!"