The first thousand two hundred and seventy-six chapters
Chapter 1,276 Thousands of disasters
The thunder waterfall crashes down, boundless, and this is just a corner of the thunder sea. It is magnificent and vast, and the tide of heavenly tribulation sweeps through the boundless star field!
Ye Fan encountered the most terrifying disaster in his life. He was struggling to fight against the punishment of heaven, and at the same time, he had to be wary of the fluctuations in the depths of the sky. The aura of the ancient emperor was filling the air.
"Boy, please wish yourself well. I can't help you much, and I can't protect myself." The dragon horse shouted in the distance. It was chopped to pieces, and its muscles and bones were broken. It continued to reorganize and refine its body.
Longma was greatly stimulated when he saw Ye Fan's catastrophe, and felt that since such a catastrophe exists in the world, what it is facing is nothing, and it can definitely be overcome.
In a sense, Ye Fan's tragic scene at this time greatly inspired Long Ma's belief, and this unscrupulous horse began to attack desperately to clear the obstacles to becoming a saint.
"boom!"
The black light flooded the star field, and the lunar divine thunder descended. It was a disaster greater than all the previous ones, crowding the star field, and many stars were submerged in it, and exploded one after another.
This is a kind of peerless horror. This situation and scene are enough to make any saint tremble. If God allows a person to break through, how can God bring down such a disaster?
This is a sign that he is not recognized by heaven and earth. He will do his best to punish the saint beyond the limits to destroy the saint.
This lunar divine thunder filled the air with waves of fairy mist and shimmering black light, completely smashing Ye Fan to pieces and cracking his cauldron. It was the worst punishment he had ever experienced.
Boom!
A vibrating sound like a heavenly drum was emitted from his body, and streaks of golden light were emitted. The broken body and broken bones were reorganized, connected, and integrated into one body.
Ye Fan endured the pain of being broken into pieces, and re-sacrificially refined the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things. He recited hundreds of ancient scriptures obtained from the Nine Dragons coffin, beat them into the cracks on the cauldron, spread them densely inside, and then accepted the Heavenly Tribulation Tempering
Refining.
This cauldron is otherworldly. It was originally the emperor's exclusive immortal material, and was created to forge unparalleled imperial weapons. Now it is being reforged and tempered, making it appear more primitive and mysterious.
Boom!
Another peerless sea of thunder descended, and the golden light illuminated the entire universe, as if a star explosion had occurred. The dazzling light was thousands of times more terrifying than the burning of infinite stars.
The sun god's thunder arrived, and Ye Fan's flesh and blood were blown away. He was as strong as the Holy Body, but he had a narrow escape from death. Every inch of his fetal bones was broken, his veins and veins burst, and his blood splattered. It was horrible to watch.
The same tripod cracked again, almost becoming pieces, floating up and down in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows, ready to disintegrate in all directions at any time.
Ye Fan used mystical magic to smelt the broken body into one body. His blood was strong, and he used the "Zhe" formula to make himself immortal and constantly baptized the fetal bones.
At the same time, he tempered and recast the cauldron, driving hundreds of ancient characters into the cracks again and again, making them merge into one.
This was a painful ordeal. The magnitude of the thunder disaster and the strength of the heavenly punishment exceeded Ye Fan's expectations. He could no longer survive the disaster as calmly as in the past. If he was not careful, his body and soul would be destroyed.
"boom!"
Next, the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation came, and five divine lights swept down, beating Ye Fan to pieces five times in a row. The same was true for the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, which shook continuously and almost fell into pieces.
Ye Fan suffered extreme catastrophes time and time again. If he were an ordinary person, any blow would be turned into ashes. Few people in the history of the world could take it. This is the greatest punishment for those who aspire to be emperor.
boom!
There was another catastrophe, with dazzling thunder and lightning that filled the sky and was boundless. He gritted his teeth and supported it, but he was worried that the tripod would be destroyed and his weapon of enlightenment would be broken.
Click!
The most terrifying thing finally happened. The Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things shattered into pieces, one after another, floating in the void of the universe, surrounding it in the center, and lost its luster.
"How could this happen?" Ye Fan whispered bitterly. The root of the mother energy of all things is rare in the world. It was found by the ruthless emperor. It may not be from which star field it was obtained. It is a truly immortal fairy, but it is broken like this.
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Thousands of thunders and billions of rays of divine clouds fell down, hitting these fragments with a clanging sound, emitting an ear-splitting tune, and flowing out threads of mysterious energy.
Ye Fan's body cracked, and he was once again destroyed by thunder. His bones creaked, and blood splashed everywhere, falling on the fragments of the tripod.
Zheng!
Blood spilled, all the cauldron pieces glowed, and the sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the sky, shattering the immortal thunder, rumbling and shaking, making the entire sky shake.
"This is……"
Ye Fan was surprised that Ding was not dead and contained a strong fighting spirit. This... is the beginning, a road of transformation, struggle, struggle, right now.
Endless thunder came, and although the tripod pieces broke from time to time and turned into smaller pieces, Ye Fan was not so worried.
Because he thought of a possibility, the Taoist scriptures recorded the method of refining "a weapon", which was fully sublimated during the sage's calamity and underwent a qualitative change, requiring the cauldron to die and be reborn, giving birth to "gods".
This is the self-destruction and regeneration of Ding, a manifestation of its desire for change!
The blood mixed with the pieces of the cauldron trembled together and made a roar. Each piece of the cauldron was filled with sword energy that rushed to the sky and cut through the sea of thunder. It clanged loudly, unwilling to give in, and resisted the disaster.
Ye Fan's physical body was disintegrated again and again, and the blood poured on the tripod piece, making it more spiritual, and it kept humming softly, like murmuring.
This was a painful disaster. Every minute and every second, Ye Fan endured the punishment of being shattered into pieces. Flesh, flesh, broken bones, and pieces of the cauldron were blended together.
"Create my way, cast my cauldron."
Although he suffered unbearable pain for ordinary people, his eyes became brighter and brighter every time he was reorganized, and hundreds of ancient characters kept flying out, sinking into the broken cauldron, and blending in.
This is an ancient scripture in the Jiulong La coffin. To this day, Ye Fan has never been able to understand it. It is not something that his level can understand, and it is obscure and difficult to understand.
But even if he couldn't understand it clearly, it couldn't stop him from using it. Ever since he built the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, he had been integrating these scriptures into the cauldron, subtly influencing it and allowing it to transform.
Especially on the other side of the starry sky, when the Immortal Three was about to cut off the great tribulation, he even recited this sutra to temper the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things and overcome the tribulation together.
Although he did not know the secret of this sutra, he persevered and let his tripod memorize it, hammer it with hundreds of ancient characters, and imprint it into the only instrument of enlightenment.
Buzz!
When the Nine-Nine Great Tribulation came, nine colors of light fell, everything was destroyed, many stars exploded, and a great destruction occurred in the area covered by the calamity.
Ye Fan roared, and the little golden figure in his eyebrows rushed out and was baptized like his physical body. Finally, he couldn't hold on and slowly broke into pieces.
This is a kind of catastrophe. If the gods destroy people, they will die. The physical body can be reorganized if it is destroyed. But once the soul is destroyed, everything will probably be in vain.
"ah……"
Ye Fan screamed, full of unwillingness. His saint's calamity was so difficult to overcome. He didn't want to return to eternal silence, so he had to get through it.
As the Zhe Zi Jue circulates, the golden villain turns into pieces one after another, and is once again pulled together by a powerful force, reorganized, and emits infinite light.
"My body is immortal and will last for eternity..."
He recited sutras and strengthened his faith. His faith was unwavering and his will was as strong as iron. The golden man became more and more brilliant, and he finally resolved this difficulty.
Of course, this was just a disaster on the way, and there would be many hardships to come, but Ye Fan found hope and firmly believed that he could get through it.
One, two...countless seas of thunder descended again and again, each time different. In the end, the golden villain was scattered many times, and again and again struggled to condense into a whole.
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I don't know whether it was a hundred or a thousand kalpas, but Ye Fan felt no pain, and there was just a sound in his ears. At this time, a strange change occurred in him.
The flesh and blood, the broken bones, the cracked golden figure, and the pieces of the broken cauldron were actually blended together, floating in the sea of thunder, and being tempered.
He was casting a cauldron, smelting the scattered fragments of his own flesh and blood, soul, and maternal energy into one body, and performed a jaw-dropping sacrifice.
Ding is me, I am Ding.
At this moment, there is nothing else, only the sound of the Tao, and only a cauldron of flesh and blood, surrounded by the rising and falling mother energy of all things, which looks extremely mysterious.
Such a strange cauldron actually blocked the catastrophe, achieved momentary eternity, and became immortal and eternal in the void of the universe.
Flesh and blood, broken souls, and pieces of the cauldron are integrated into one. This is a magical scene. The cauldron is made of the body and becomes a part. If ordinary people knew about it, they would be stunned and unable to understand it.
But this time it really happened, so mysterious.
The divine voice of the avenue roared, and Ye Fanruo felt something. He couldn't help but think of a widely circulated saying in the world: The ultimate weapon is an alternative continuation of the life of the ancient emperor.
This is true. The emperor has passed away and his soul has been wiped out. However, the imperial soldiers contain their divine brilliance that can shine through the ages and will never be extinguished.
At the same time, Ye Fan realized that some of the paths he had taken were experienced by the ancient emperors. The true paths of emperors were all stepped on by the invincible. They were different, but had similarities.
Buzz!
A violent earthquake occurred. This was a devastating disaster and the most terrifying catastrophe. Chaos energy boiled and swept across the star sea, and the vast chaos divine catastrophe descended.
It broke the calm, penetrated the sea of thunder, caused the tripod to explode, and Ye Fan's balance and immortality were destroyed.
And this time the tripod piece turned into dust, turned into powder, and the flesh, flesh and spirit were almost polished into light and scattered in the chaos.
This is the most tragic moment. This kind of disaster represents destruction. God seems to want to destroy everything and turn those who insist on their own way on the imperial road into dust and clouds.
However, amidst this destruction, there is also a new force that cuts through the vast chaos and shines down from the depths of the sky. This is a force of hope.
Ye Fan had no fear or anxiety. At the last moment of life and death, he calmed down. After surviving so many disasters, wandering between death and life, he had done everything he had to do. Even if he perished, he had nothing to complain about.
Because he tried his best.
"I can get through this."
At this time, he had this idea and had a premonition that after the Chaos Divine Tribulation there would be another kind of calamity - the creation of the world.
"The creation of the world represents the end of destruction, the rebirth of all things, and the rebirth of Ding and I."
Ye Fan's will has become stronger and stronger, the tripod has turned into powder, and his spirit and body are also in tatters, but it contains the hope of life and will undergo a qualitative change.