In the terrifying thunderstorm, Xu Chen's body kept collapsing and reborn quickly like a rotten tree, and his soul also continued to grow. He felt like he was expanding, and at the same time, a desolate and distant ancient aura emanated from his body.
When I came out, pictures I had never seen before kept emerging from my mind.
In the primeval jungle, a violent behemoth with billowing black energy and a giant with runes flashing on its forehead were fighting.
In the void, there is a vast glow, and you can vaguely see the giant shadow of the devil looking down on the world.
Stars fell, the sky collapsed and the earth split, rivers and seas hung upside down, and blood and black energy filled the sky and the earth.
The ancient earth was piled with corpses, which soon decayed and turned into dust and mud.
The earth dried up, the plants withered, and the world gradually became desolate and gloomy, until darkness enveloped...
Maybe it's a moment, or maybe it's hundreds of millions of years.
Xu Chen's consciousness gradually blurred in the flow of time, slowly losing himself and getting lost in this grand picture of time, which was like a stream of light.
The shadows of the two huge shells became clearer and clearer until they were covered with golden lightning, and mysterious purple patterns slowly emerged, exuding a desolate and ancient atmosphere, as if time had settled for hundreds of millions of years.
Within the shell, Xu Chen's figure was gradually enveloped in purple light, and slowly turned into a purple light bead with plasma billowing over ten feet in size.
In the valley where the Wind Tribe people lived, the black shell boat that had been parked at the entrance of the cave suddenly vibrated violently, and then suddenly disappeared out of thin air. When it appeared again, it had already appeared in the churning thunder and lightning.
The golden shell shadow more than a hundred feet high slowly shrank into the black shell boat.
"Boom~"
The third strike of calamity thunder fell.
The black shell suddenly closed, tightly wrapping the purple light beads surrounding Xu Chen inside.
The churning lightning was like a huge ball of plasma, rolling and impacting outside the shell, making a thunder that shook the world.
In Xu Chen's consciousness, only the boundless darkness and coldness were slowly left, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss and turned into chaos. He could no longer feel any changes in his body or outside.
The huge shell shadow continued to shrink into the black shell under the impact of the thunder. It shrank smaller and smaller. At the same time, the golden light became brighter and the mysterious purple patterns on it became clearer.
In the black shell, the remaining fascia was growing crazily, large tracts of muscles began to accumulate, and golden thunder fluid was flowing in the blood vessels.
"Plop, pop..."
The purple light beads surrounding Xu Chen began to vibrate as they swelled, pulsing like a heart.
In the middle of the purple light bead, Xu Chen's heart was rising and falling with the beating rhythm. Every time his heart beat, the purple light bead also swelled.
The crisscrossing meridians and periosteum of black shells began to grow and insert into the purple beads of light, and merged with the growth of the open acupuncture points on Xu Chen's body. The golden plasma, like blood, entered Xu Chen's body through the meridians, and then followed the light
The rhythmic pulsation of the ball flows into the meridians and blood vessels throughout the shell.
A large number of muscles rapidly accumulated and grew under the stimulation of the majestic plasma, and Xu Chen and the purple ball of light were soon wrapped in it. The area in the clam shell that Xu Chen had burned with white gas also began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Be full of flesh and blood.
Moreover, the color is no longer that dark and ink-like color, but a mixture of gold and purple, with an extremely majestic and thick ancient atmosphere.
Xu Chen was completely lost in the cold and dark bottomless abyss.
The only thing left in him was a weak will to survive, and the remaining thoughts of resisting the catastrophe.
The catastrophe continues.
Jie Lei is already in its fifth round.
But Xu Chen's figure was no longer there in the catastrophe, and was replaced by a black shell several feet in size.
However, as the rounds of calamity thunder fell and slowly dissipated, the golden shell shadow that originally appeared a hundred feet high had completely overlapped with the black shell body and completely converged, so the black shell now was no longer completely black.
Instead, it was covered with dark golden patterns, which looked ancient and mysterious. At the same time, it exuded a terrifying aura of discolored heaven and earth, as if a peerless demon had descended.
Outside the valley, only five people including Feng Yi, Feng Liu and Feng Feiyi were left.
Everyone had extremely fear and anxiety on their faces.
Especially Feng Feiyi, whose face was filled with confusion and tears constantly flowing down his face.
Because as the earth-shattering thunder continued to fall, she felt that Xu Chen's breath was disappearing from her memory, and in the process of forgetting, she felt an inexplicable sadness and pain, as if she was the closest person to her.
People are about to die, and the whole world is collapsing and destroying.
She could hardly remember Xu Chen anymore, and one of her most familiar memories was quickly being erased from her mind.
Just like the senseless sadness in sleep, it hurts my heart but I don’t know where the sadness comes from. I can only feel the boundless darkness and coldness, a blurry back gradually sinking into the boundless abyss, gradually getting further and further away, just like
It seemed like he was taking away her most precious thing.
"Who is he? Who is this figure from behind? Why did he leave me? Wuwu..."
For no reason, Feng Feiyi was heartbroken and burst into tears.
Feng Yi and the others, who were extremely frightened, were awakened by Feng Feiyi's cry and turned around together.
Feng Yi frowned, held down his sister's shoulders, shook her hard and shouted loudly: "Why are you crying? My benefactor will be fine."
Feng Feiyi wiped his tears blankly and sobbed: "I don't know why I'm crying. Who is the benefactor you are talking about?"
Feng Yi didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and said loudly: "Are you stupid? My benefactor is Xu Chen."
"Who is Xu Chen?" Feng Feiyi asked still confused.
Feng Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at his sister carefully, then turned to look at the sixth calamity thunder that was falling, frowned and said: "Are you scared out of your mind? Xu Chen is the mortal clansman who rescued you.
He not only awakened many of us from dormancy, but also restored our clan and divine battle skills. He is very dangerous now. I also know that you are nervous and scared, but don't worry, my benefactor will be fine. He
I will definitely get through it and even become stronger."
"Xu Chen...Xu Chen..."
Feng Feiyi raised his head and looked at the clean, pitch-black wasteland, the billowing blood clouds in the sky, and the dazzling ball of golden thunder that crashed to the ground, with a face full of pain.
She tried hard to trace the back figure that was gradually disappearing in her memory, and at the same time, she chanted a familiar but vague name over and over again, as if she wanted to recall who he was.
And under her constant painful recollection, the blue cross mark between her eyebrows began to emit a faint light, flashing continuously, and some pictures about Xu Chen began to appear from the depths of her memory, the figure of a thin young man.
It slowly became clear from blur, and then turned into dust in the thunderous light. No matter how she recalled it, any picture of this boy would be destroyed and disappeared in the lightning.
Looking at these scenes that were constantly being destroyed by lightning, Feng Feiyi's expression became even more painful. She tightly covered her temples, seemingly unable to put the strange young man's figure and the vaguely familiar name together.
Slowly, blood came out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"Fei Yi, what's wrong with you?" Feng Yi realized something was wrong with his sister and quickly put his hands on her shoulders and shouted loudly.
"Who is Xu Chen? Why can't I remember anything! Go and save him quickly, he must be dying!" Feng Feiyi cried loudly.
"Feng Yi, Fei Yi seems to be frightened, you should send her back to the cave first!" Feng Liu stepped forward and reminded her with a stern expression.
"No, I'm not going back, I'm going to save him!" Feng Feiyi broke away from Feng Yi's hands with tears on his face, and spread out a pair of red light wings behind his back. He raised the giant fork with both hands and turned into a stream of light and rushed toward the Thunder Tribulation.
land.
"Sister, be careful!"
"Trench coat!"
Feng Yi Fengliu and others were immediately frightened and their faces were distorted.
Although they all felt that Xu Chen was in extreme danger, the lightning was too terrifying. Not only did they not dare to touch or touch it, even if the old witch master was awakened, they would not necessarily dare to go up and try it.
They don't know what a catastrophe is.
But their powerful souls and the inheritance of clan patterns in their bodies told them that this power of heaven and earth was not something any of them could compete with.
Once it rushes forward and is caught by the lightning, it will inevitably be destroyed in ashes.
Feng Feiyi rushed forward without hesitation. Although they also wanted to rush forward to stop them, there was an extremely rational emotion in their hearts that blocked their impulse. They could only shout and watch Feng Feiyi turn into a red stream of light, like flying
Like a moth to a flame, he dived into the lightning.
The golden lightning, which was like plasma, fell on Feng Feiyi's body, easily burning the tight leather clothes into ashes.
The terrifying coercion, like a huge mountain, made her feel trapped in the plasma, making every step very difficult.
The moment she almost entered the Tribulation Thunder, she had already stepped into the place of death, with almost no means of saving her life.
This pressure of heavenly calamity was simply not something she, a barbarian human race with the same strength as the True Yuan Realm, could resist.
From the moment that majestic breath of life appeared, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation had reached the terrifying fifth level.
A calamity cloud with a diameter of more than 500 feet, placed in the mortal world, is at least as strong as a true spiritual realm monk can withstand.
In the Netherworld, the power of this heavenly tribulation was amplified countless times due to different rules. What appeared was the intensity and aura of the ancient Netherworld heavenly tribulation, which was more powerful and terrifying than the mortal tribulation.