Thunder, which is extremely dangerous to other sages, is a great tonic to Qin Yu.
The blood contained in this thunder is the result of the fall of the powerful men in the world, and contains the great avenues. These great avenues are slowly absorbed by Qin Yu's body.
Looking at the world, only the immortal body can achieve this step.
And if Qin Yu can continue like this and absorb the blood in each blood thunder tribulation every time he passes through the blood thunder tribulation, then Qin Yu will have a great possibility to transform his body into the body of the great avenue.
What is the body of the Dao? It means that the body is like the Dao, and every move and gesture is accompanied by the Dao.
However, this is just a theory, and the body of the Dao does not really exist. It is just that someone once inferred that even if Qin Yuzhen absorbed the Dao comprehended by the dead strong men every time he suffered a blood and thunder tribulation, it still would not be possible.
It may not necessarily become the body of the Great Dao.
Even Qin Yu himself did not want to become a body of the Tao. He only knew that absorbing the Tao insights of these dead strong men would be of great help to his body.
The thunder lasted for a quarter of an hour and then ended, which made Qin Yu have a look of regret on his face. It would have been better if it had lasted longer.
If Qin Yu's inner thoughts were known to Mo Feng below, he would probably twitch the corner of his mouth again, and then yell "pervert!".
When they were going through the Blood Thunder Tribulation, who didn't expect it to end soon? No one expected this Blood Thunder Tribulation to last longer.
The thunder has dissipated!
However, this does not mean that the Blood Thunder Tribulation has been successfully overcome. Qin Yu's expression gradually became serious, because the highlight of the Blood Thunder Tribulation will be next.
A Tribulation of Blood Thunder is fighting against two venerables, and these two venerables were selected by Heaven, and they are both strong men who have appeared in this world.
Qin Yu's eyes looked forward, where two figures appeared. When he saw these two figures, Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Because, these two figures turned out to be of the same strength as Lord Yi Jie, and each one was no weaker than Morosa who died at his hands.
Qin Yu frowned slightly. Normally, when he went through the Blood and Thunder Tribulation, there should be two ordinary sages who had not yet passed through the Blood and Thunder Tribulation. But this time, two ordinary sages appeared.
A vengeful master whose strength is even higher than that of Morosa.
"Could it be that the opponents evolved from this blood-thunder tribulation are based on my true strength?"
Qin Yu quickly judged in his heart that he could only use this reason to explain that his true strength had already reached the level of the Lord of One Tribulation.
The reason why people who have overcome tribulations in the past did not encounter such a situation is because these people did not have more strength than the Lord Yijia when they did not survive the blood and thunder tribulation.
Of course, Qin Yu believes that there are definitely people in the same situation as him, but this type of people definitely did not tell the real situation in the end. After all, only the people who have overcome the tribulation know what happened during the Blood and Thunder Tribulation.
No one else knows.
No one wants to have their strength completely exposed. Those who can reach the stage of being a venerable have already passed the age of being young and frivolous and showing off.
Hiding more strength may be a chance to survive in the future.
After thinking about this, Qin Yu calmed down. So what about the two First Tribulation Lords? Since he chose to survive this blood and thunder tribulation, he was already mentally prepared to face everything.
And just when Qin Yu figured it all out, the two figures opposite also moved, and they both shot at Qin Yu at the same time!
Bang bang bang!
This was an extremely fierce battle. It was obvious that Qin Yu's overall strength had been calculated in this blood-thunder calamity. Facing two powerful men whose realms were higher than his own, Qin Yu did not dare to hide anything.
As soon as he came up, he took action with all his strength.
As strong as Qin Yu, he was defeated when faced with the siege of the two Lords of One Tribulation. If it weren't for the strength of the immortal body, an ordinary Lord would have been defeated long ago.
Mo Feng and others could not feel the fierce battle above the blood cloud. However, Mo Feng below suddenly looked in one direction, and a fierce aura erupted from his whole body.
"Thirty-six War Lords?"
The sixteen war sects guarding the War Lord Hall felt the aura emanating from Mo Feng, and they all looked at Mo Feng in confusion.
"The aliens from the opposite side are coming." Mo Feng's expression became very solemn, because he felt that this time there were two powerful auras.
From the alien race, two powerful men in golden armor came unexpectedly.
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"Yale, it seems that we arrived at the right time. I felt the breath of blood thunder. This is a war lord on the human side who is going through the tribulation."
"Is it the human warrior who killed Morosa?"
"If that were the case, it would just take his life."
"It's not that simple. I also felt a breath. It was a Second Tribulation War Lord, and his strength was comparable to ours."
"I'm here to hold you back, and you just go and kill the person who is going through the tribulation."
In the sky a hundred miles away from the Zhan Zun Palace, the speed of two golden shadows accelerated a few minutes, and they were like a yellow light in the sky, fleeting.
"Brother Qin must not be disturbed at this time. Although others cannot enter the Blood Thunder Tribulation, it is possible to interfere outside."
Mo Feng looked at the sixteen war sects, "Your strength is no match for the opponent, but this time, I want you to use all your strength to stop the opponent's strong man in golden armor. Are you willing?"
A strong man in golden armor, on the same level as War Zong, cannot be resisted by Zhan Zong at all. The hidden meaning of Mo Feng's words is already very clear.
However, even as a war lord, he was not qualified to make these war sects pay the price with their lives, so he could only ask.
"As long as I don't die, no foreigner will ever step in front of me." A war sect spoke, it was Mu Rong.
In Murong's heart, if it were not for his own war master, he would have died in the battle a month ago.
"It's the same for me too!"
Three more war sects spoke. These three were the three war sects who were rescued by Qin Yu when they were with Murong.
"As long as the Forty-Two Emperors are alive, it will be fine even if we all die."
One by one, the war sects spoke with determination on their faces, because they knew what a war sect meant to mankind.
Without them, perhaps some areas of District 42 would be captured by foreign races, but without War Lord, the entire District 42 would cease to exist.
"good."
Mo Feng shouted loudly, then looked at the blood cloud above and whispered: "Brother Qin, I hope you can get through this blood and thunder disaster as soon as possible."
Not long after the sixteen war sects expressed their stance, two figures finally appeared at a height of 100 meters in front of the war lord hall.
"It seems that we already know our purpose, but that's okay, the ending is always doomed."
Moro Yale looked at the blood cloud in front of him, and it slowly fell. They didn't want the blood cloud to contaminate themselves.
"Originally I just wanted to visit the forty-two districts this time, but I didn't expect that I would get such a big harvest. If I kill a war master, I think Zi Zu will also be rewarded."
Morode also spoke up. They had received an order from Zizu a day ago, asking them to go to District 42.
When they first received this order, Morode and Moro Yale were a little surprised, because usually there was only one strong man in golden armor guarding an area.
However, although they were surprised, Morode and the two did not dare to disobey Zizu's order, and precisely because they were traveling together, they did not take Qin Yu seriously at all, even if Qin Yu
Killed one of their companions a month ago.
This time, the two of them planned to come to Qin Yu to settle accounts. Of course, it would be better if they could kill Qin Yu, but they did not expect that they would encounter this situation by such a coincidence.
"Yale, this person is entrusted to me."
Morode said something to Moro Yale, and then his eyes fell on Mo Feng, "When did Mo Feng from District 36 come to District 42?"
As a Second Tribulation War Lord, the foreign tribe also has information about Mo Feng, and Morode has also seen it.
In fact, both sides know all about the opponent's war masters and gold-armored warriors, because this is related to the layout of the battlefields of both sides.
"Morode, I haven't seen you for many years, but you haven't made any progress."
Mo Feng also knows Morode. A hundred years ago, Morode was in his current state. A hundred years have passed, but his strength has not improved much. A hundred years ago, he was just a calamity war master.
"Killing you is enough!"
A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Morode's eyes. This was the last thing he wanted to be mentioned, because his talent had reached its end and it was almost impossible to reach another level.
"It's not certain who will kill whom. How many days do you have left to live? You don't know how to hide in the rear and take care of yourself, but you come to the front line."
Mo Feng wanted to argue with Morode for a while to delay the delay, but Morode had lived for hundreds of years and saw through it at a glance. At that moment, he stopped arguing with Morode and took action directly.
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Facing Morode, although Mo Feng said he looked down upon him, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart. After all, the opponent had the strength of the Second Tribulation War Lord a hundred years ago.
Although there is no major improvement in realm, the accumulation of strength over a hundred years cannot be underestimated.
Mo Feng and Morode fought together, while the remaining Moro Yale glanced at the sixteen people in Murong, showing disdain. They were just sixteen ants, but they dared to stand in front of him.
With a slight wave of his right hand, a sea of blood appeared from under his feet, and then swept towards the sixteen people in Mu Rong. (To be continued)