Chapter 268 Dragon Transformation and Thunder Tribulation
"Hey, so fast!"
Xihe, who was guarding the road outside the magic jar, looked at the overwhelming black clouds and couldn't help but marvel.
That's a breakthrough to the Dragon Transformation Realm!
Xihe originally thought that it would take two or three months, if not two or three months, at least ten and a half days.
But I didn't expect that it only took three hours for Ye Qingfeng to go from entering the magic jar to coming out of the magic jar.
Xihe raised his eyebrows fiercely.
Be good!
Is it so easy to break through and advance!
It also shows too little respect for breakthroughs!
It was Ye Qingfeng who made the advanced breakthrough so easy.
If you don’t know, would you think that every monk’s breakthrough and advancement in the world of cultivation is so simple and smooth? Ha, that is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Xihe looked at the calamity cloud from a distance, and Ye Qingfeng suddenly felt that the word "monster" was not enough to describe Ye Qingfeng's situation.
The capital of the great emperor!
Ye Qingfeng was dressed in white clothes and stood under the calamity cloud.
A small body, standing alone, using its own strength to fight against the clouds of calamity in the sky.
The calamity cloud is as black as ink, intertwined with electric snakes, and is vast and boundless. It looks like a huge monster that chooses people to devour. It seems that it can swallow up little Ye Qingfeng with just one sip.
Ye Qingfeng was dressed in white, which was blown by the strong wind. His little face was white and solemn, and the great treasure tripod on his head was rising and falling.
She was not afraid and looked up proudly.
"It's terrible! It's absolutely terrible!"
The little demon vine shivered with fear, as if it had seen the doomsday scene, and was so frightened that it blocked the little flower on its head with two leaves.
Liu Jing and Mouse King were also frightened.
Every time the master does this, it's like going through a thunder tribulation to the next great realm, which makes people tremble.
But the master is the master after all. If he can attract such a powerful thunder disaster, he has the ability and strength to deal with it!
"Master, will you be okay?" the Mouse King asked in a trembling voice.
In the world of cultivation, when heaven entrusts people with great tasks, they must first unleash a devastating thunderstorm.
Liu Jing forced herself to calm down and said loudly, "Don't worry! That's our master! She will definitely be able to resist!"
Tu Tian lay weakly next to the fire, looking at the tribulation clouds in the sky, recalling his narrow escape from the thunder tribulation in the Immortal Stage.
It was clearly that he was going through the thunder tribulation of Hualong Realm, but there was a movement in Xiantai Realm.
If he can really get through it, does it mean that Ye Qingfeng, who has cultivated in the Dragon Transformation Realm, has strength comparable to the Immortal Stage Realm?
Other monks may not be able to do it, but for Ye Qingfeng with a special physique, everything is possible.
Then, Tu Tian looked at the calamity clouds in the sky and began to recall and compare.
When he crossed the Immortal Stage Realm Thunder Tribulation, it was only with great force. Thunder and lightning were still thunder and lightning. Ordinary thunder and lightning were dozens of times more powerful than those in the Dragon Transformation Realm.
But the thunder disaster that Ye Qingfeng is about to face is both fierce and strange. There may be purple thunder, there may be wind, fire and thunder, and even more, thunder and lightning can transform into human-shaped lightning or animal-shaped lightning.
possible.
Be good!
The more heaven-defying a person is, the more capable he is of instigating heaven-defying lightning disasters.
Tu Tian couldn't help but open his eyes wide, as if waiting to enjoy a rare thunder and lightning feast.
Duan De took out a book and said excitedly: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, it's rare to see one in a hundred thousand years, write it down, write it down!"
The remaining souls in the white jade bottles were already trembling.
This kind of trembling is uncontrollable and seems to come from an instinct.
These souls without flesh and blood are afraid of the sun's objects such as thunder and lightning.
What a pity!
As soon as they emerge from the undersea tomb, they will face a thunder catastrophe, and it is such a terrifying vision of thunder catastrophe!
They have no doubt that a lightning strike can knock them to pieces!
"Alas! Little ancestor, please don't
Let us see this, it is so terrible that it makes us want to be reincarnated immediately!"
A large group of souls, like being chased by black dogs, were running up and down in panic in the soul-nurturing formation.
Ye Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a thought, he isolated the white jade bottle from the outside world.
Everything outside the white jade bottle could no longer be seen or heard. Those restless high-level souls finally calmed down.
However, just thinking about the terrifying vision of thunder and tribulation left them with lingering fears.
"What kind of saint is that little girl? Not only did she attract a thunder catastrophe at the Immortal Stage level, but she also attracted a rare abnormal thunder catastrophe!" A spirit from the fifth level of the Immortal Realm asked anxiously.
Another spirit from the Sixth Immortal Realm said: "The Emperor Cauldron in the left hand, and the Emperor Jar in the hand, how simple can it be? Either the direct descendant of the ruthless emperor, or the predecessor of the Fluttering Light Seal, the world of cultivation will become completely lively because of this woman
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"You mean, another great world is about to begin?" A soul spoke in shock.
"Isn't it obvious?" A soul said, "You and I are part of this excitement in this world."
"That's so!" A soul suddenly realized, and then said excitedly, "If that's the case, I'm afraid there will be more excitement in the future because of this woman."
"I really don't want to be reincarnated in a hurry!" A soul sighed, "I really want to see what a lively scene it will be like in another great world! Geniuses will emerge in large numbers, and heroes will compete!"
"By the way, counting the days, Zhongzhou Qishi Mansion is about to open." A soul said, "That's where the world's talents gather. Let's go with the little girl and revisit our old place."
"Very good! Very good!" A spirit responded again and again, laughing heroically, "It's been hundreds of thousands of years, let's see if the old friend is still there. If the old friend is still there, I must take a swig!"
"Have a drink!"
"Have a drink!"
"Borrow someone else's body and drink it!"
A group of calligraphers and painters, in the soul-nurturing formation, were happily thinking about the future.
Ye Qingfeng was outside the white jade vase, silent and suffering.
A disaster indeed.
Every thunderstorm that falls from the sky is a devastating blow.
That kind of blow breaks apart a person's body and destroys his or her will.
If a person is weak-minded, after experiencing the first thunder, he will be afraid, run away, and regret. Why would he choose such a narrow escape path?
The thunder is too powerful and the process is too painful.
It's like when a person is alive, he watches and waits for himself to be crushed to ashes.
Only those who have experienced it personally can understand that kind of pain.
No wonder only monks who successfully survive the thunder tribulation of the Transformation Dragon Realm can be respected as "strong men".
Because what is strong is not only the body, but also the spirit and perseverance of the person who overcomes the tribulation.
"boom!"
Under the terrifying calamity cloud, a red fire wind rose up, resembling a red sea of fire.
Ye Qingfeng's small figure was submerged in the sea of fire.
Xihe, as well as the big shots coming from all directions, were all shocked.
Suddenly, a burst of purple thunder suddenly turned into a huge humanoid monster and rushed straight down to kill the little Ye Qingfeng.