There was a loud noise and a bolt of lightning instantly emerged from the churning thundercloud, approaching Zhao Wuji!
"What a terrifying disaster!"
The moment the thunder and lightning struck, everyone went numb and felt chest tightness. Even the Saint King, Ma Si, felt a little numb in his scalp.
Several other elders, who are in the realm of saints, felt suffocated at that moment!
"Not even saints may be able to withstand this calamity." An old man said: "This kid is going to be cold."
However, the next second they were stunned.
I saw that there was no sound of striking after the lightning, but it was very calm.
That lightning bolt of heavenly tribulation with a rainbow-like momentum just disappeared into Zhao Wuji's body silently! Zhao Wuji was still calmly operating this immortal power! He was not affected by the heavenly tribulation at all!
"What the hell...did he even refine the calamity from heaven!" Some people stared, unable to believe what was happening in front of them! Is there anyone in this world who can even refine the calamity brought down by heaven?!
"This son is the chosen one." Ma Buqian's heart trembled with excitement at this moment, and he exclaimed: "My son, brother, has the qualities of a great emperor! There is hope for my Ma family!"
"..." Next to the toilet seat, Dad, are you crazy? What does Brother Zhao have to do with my Ma family?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, the catastrophes were falling towards the young figure below in full view of everyone. Without exception, they were all absorbed by Zhao Wuji one by one!
Soon, God seemed to feel that his majesty was slightly damaged, and simply stopped being angry with Zhao Wuji. The dark cloudy sky above Zhao Wuji became calm at this time.
So far, successfully promoted to Sendai!
"Huh..."
At this moment, Zhao Wuji let out a turbid breath, slowly opened his eyes, his bright eyes and white teeth became clearer, feeling a completely different power in his body than before, and he showed a satisfied smile!
"Is this the power of the Immortal Realm?" Zhao Wuji murmured.
"No." At this moment, a deep voice came from the ancient building, and then, a white-haired, skinny old man came out.
Although he still looks old, the fruit of immortality has caused the red hair all over his body to fade away, which shows that the old man Ma Hua Teng has also successfully absorbed the power of the medicine.
"No?" Zhao Wuji was startled: "But I feel that the power is completely different from the previous one~"
"Indeed it's not." Ma Buqian seemed to have seen the clues from somewhere on the horizon: "No matter who it is or what their physique is, whenever they want to break through to the secret realm of Xiantai, they will be accompanied by a faint sound of dragon's blood." After a pause:
"At the stage of crossing the border, a short-lived god will be born, and it will appear on the stage along the spine and keel. This is also called Longyin."
"That's because of your physical problems. You seem to have been baptized by the heavenly tribulation. You can think so." The old man Ma Huateng looked at Zhao Wuji and said: "This is the first time in my nearly thousand years of life that I have seen someone advance to Sendai to face the heavenly tribulation."
Forced away."
"Gan... you use the word 'force' really well!" Zhao Wuji was speechless: "Am I so powerful that I can force the catastrophe away?"
"The natural calamity for a normal person to enter Immortal Terrace usually lasts for three days, but you didn't even last two hours." The old man Ma Huateng said: "But one thing I have to say is that the lightning calamity you experienced in two hours is worse than
Others have many times more for three days."
"..." Zhao Wuji smiled sadly. He couldn't understand it anymore. He really deserves to be the chosen one. Forget about traveling through time and having a rare physique. Now he won't even let me survive the catastrophe? Then why am I here?
Ten years from now, there will be turmoil in peace! Your uncle’s...
"But with your current strength, you should be able to fight against the half-step master." The old man Ma Huateng patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder: "Don't use the air barrier, it won't work this time, just keep crossing next time." p>
"Senior said that." Zhao Wuji did not lose heart, nodded and smiled: "As the saying goes, the weather will be cool for a long time, and I will not give up until I cross Sendai."
"Hahaha, young people should have such fighting spirit." The old man smiled and said: "I haven't introduced you to each other yet. My surname is Ma and my name is Hua Teng. From now on, you can call me Uncle Ma."
"..." Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows: "This is too much to take advantage of."
Wait?
What did he just say?
"Ma Ma Ma Ma... Ma Hua Teng?" Zhao Wuji looked shocked and confused.
"What? What do you think about the name Lao Chan?" The old man remained peaceful.
"Nothing, nothing, don't dare, I just didn't react right away." Zhao Wuji smiled awkwardly.
Seeing that the young man in front of him seemed to be more well-behaved, the old man Ma Huateng was also a little confused. Could it be that his name was already so intimidating?
Swish, swish, swish!
At this time, Ma stopped, and Cheng Xi and others also came to the ancient building.
"Brother Zhao." "Brother Zhao." "Brother Zhao."
Wang Fugui, Ouyang Ke and the others shouted respectfully to Zhao Wuji, and the toilet seat also called Brother Zhao in front of his father.
This well-organized toilet seat really surprised his elders. They didn't expect that the eldest son of his family, who has always been domineering and unwilling to be subordinate to others, would be willing to bow to a peer so sincerely. The difficulty of this is only
They know.
At the same time, it can also be seen that this young man Zao Wuji is indeed very extraordinary.
"This is..." Several people looked at the only young man not named Zhao Wuji. This was a real young man, only about fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Dad, I forgot to mention that Cheng Xi, the holy son of Daoyi Holy Land, is also my brother now." The toilet seat said hey: "We are now together, called the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Sky! How cool is it to be arrogant! Old man
Dad!"
"..." The horse stopped moving forward.
"..." Elders.
"..." Ma Huateng: "This useless grandson finally made some reliable friends this time."
"Hey! This is the first time that grandpa has praised me in hundreds of years!" The toilet seat raised its head and smiled, feeling smug.
"Why are you all here?" Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows at this moment and glanced at several good brothers.
"With such a big news, we don't want to miss Brother Zhao's heroic breakthrough! Hahaha!" Jimo Feixue is a sycophant. Among the brothers, he is the one with the lowest cultivation level and the worst.
"It's a pity that there was no breakthrough." Zhao Wuji murmured to himself: "Master Ma said that I forced the Heavenly Tribulation away."
"..." Everyone was speechless, and someone among them asked: "Who is Mr. Ma?"
"This one next to me~" Zhao Wuji stretched out his hand and pointed at Mr. Ma Huateng.
"Second Master is fine too, hahaha, I like it!" the old man Ma Hua Teng laughed loudly. With his red hair receding, he was not in a bad mood at the moment, and even one foot had touched the quasi-emperor level with the help of the power of the immortal fruit.<
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As long as you break through the quasi-emperor before the next red hair comes, you may really be able to take a chance on a second life and get rid of this unknown curse in your later years.