Chapter two thousand and four ten thunder disasters
"Ten Thunder Gates..."
Mo Fan stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at the ring of thunder gates with horror on his face.
On the entire tenth floor, all the monks were in an uproar.
It is normal for a true god to survive a thunder disaster, but it is extremely abnormal to survive ten superimposed thunder disasters at once.
Throughout the ages, no one has dared to accumulate ten thunder disasters and deal with them all at once.
Because the superimposed power of ten thunder disasters is so terrifying that even the strong men of Xutian may not be able to resist it.
"Is this person a lunatic? Who would superimpose thunder disasters ten times to survive? No matter how terrifying a true god is from one disaster, he will not be killed instantly in the face of ten thunder disasters."
The uproar became more and more intense, and countless monks on the tenth floor were alarmed.
Mo Fan sighed in his heart. He didn't think Zhuo Wen could survive this thunder disaster. Even he couldn't stop this terrifying thunder disaster.
Whoosh!
Mo Fan rushed to the main hall, waved his sleeves and robes, and released the imprisonment on Yun Chuyu's body.
Mo Fan knew that the reason why Zhuo Wen rushed into the hall so impulsively was probably because of the woman in front of him.
When Mo Fan's eyes fell on Yun Chuyu's face, he also showed a look of surprise. Yun Chuyu was indeed beautiful.
"Brother Zhuo, how is he?" Yun Chuyu immediately ran out of the hall and looked around.
Mo Fan sighed softly, pointed at the ten huge thunder gates in the sky, and said: "Brother Zhuo is among the thunder gates..."
"What?"
Yun Chuyu's beautiful eyes were fixed on the ten thunder gates, and her delicate body trembled. She also recognized that these were ten thunder disasters.
But soon, Yun Chuyu regained her composure, and immediately found a place to sit cross-legged and wait silently.
She thought of the last time Zhuo Wen helped her survive six thunder disasters, and even more so of Zhuo Wen's thunder eyes. She believed that Zhuo Wen would not fall into this thunder disaster.
Time passed slowly, and the thunder disaster in the sky lasted for three days and three nights. Terrifying black thunder escaped from the ten thunder gates from time to time, which always made other monks quite embarrassed.
This also makes the area where the thunder disaster is located extremely empty.
Boom!
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the ten thunder gates in the sky, and then an embarrassed figure fell from the sky to the ground.
boom!
Everyone's eyes converged and they found that the fallen figure was actually Lu Guang.
At this moment, Lu Guang's body was in tatters, his whole body was charred, his eyes were blurred, and his breath was weak. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that Lu Guang was not far from death.
"The ten thunder disasters are indeed terrifying. How could Lu Guang, who was already at the peak of Xutian, be so miserable by the thunder disaster?"
Everyone sighed, feeling extremely fearful of the ten thunder gates that had not yet collapsed in the sky.
Click!
Suddenly, ten thunder gates burst apart, and countless lightning bolts scattered, forming countless black lines in the sky, as if a woman's messy hair was blowing in the wind.
There, a tall and tall figure slowly walked out from among the countless threads.
"Is there anyone else? That guy...isn't dead?"
The thunder gate collapsed, and many monks looked up at the sky and saw the figure surrounded by terrifying thunder, and they all fell into a daze.
"Brother Zhuo..." Mo Fan looked at that figure in shock.
Yun Chuyu's beautiful eyes sparkled, she believed that Zhuo Wen would be fine.
boom!
Zhuo Wen fell next to Lu Guang, who was as motionless as a dead dog.
Lu Guangruo felt something, raised his head with difficulty, looked at Zhuo Wen with indifferent eyes, and said bitterly: "The Demon Pearl Sect will not let you go, and neither will Senior Brother Wei Shuo."
"Oh, are you done talking nonsense? Now that it's done, let's get on your way!"
As Zhuo Wen spoke, the Purple Star River Divine Sword turned into a ray of purple light and pierced into the depths of Lu Guang's eyebrows, completely destroying his soul.
Lu Guang was very unwilling. If it hadn't been for the thunder disaster, he would definitely have killed this son.
What's even more incredible to Lu Guang is that this boy survived the thunder disaster without any pressure at all, because the thunder eye between his eyebrows completely restrained the thunder of the thunder disaster.
"I have become the God of Two Disasters!"
Zhuo Wen felt the increased energy in his body and felt quite happy.
After being promoted to the Second Catastrophe True God, he realized how big the gap was between the Second Catastrophe True God and the First Catastrophe True God.
After killing Lu Guang, Zhuo Wen put away Lu Guang's spiritual ring and checked it casually, his eyes suddenly showing a fiery color.
There are many materials, sacred stones and magical medicines in the Lu Guang Spiritual Ring. The most important thing is that the number of disaster crystal nuclei in the Luguang Spiritual Ring is more than fifty.
Each disaster crystal core is comparable to the crystal core in Gallows' body that Zhuo Wen obtained before, and some of them are of higher quality.
So many disaster crystal cores are enough to upgrade Zhuo Wenzun's cultivation level to the True God of Three Disasters!
The disaster crystal core is not particularly useful for Xutian monks, but for the true gods, it is simply a cheating device to quickly improve their cultivation. The disaster crystal core is definitely an unimaginable wealth.
"It seems that Lu Guang, like Mo Fan, was teleported back from the tenth level or above, otherwise it would be impossible to have so many disaster crystal nuclei." Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
Zhuo Wen knew very well that the number of alien beasts within the tenth floor was very small. Zhuo Wen noticed this when he traveled all the way, and combined with what Mo Fan said about the situation above the tenth floor, these disaster crystal nuclei of Lu Guang could only be ten
Obtained from the trial ground above the level.
"Brother Zhuo, you are really awesome. You have survived ten superimposed thunder disasters. I admire you!" Mo Fan gave a thumbs up.
Many monks around looked at Zhuo Wen with fear.
Most of the people present were Xutian monks, and Zhuo Wen's True God of Two Disasters was not conspicuous in front of them.
But Zhuo Wen killed a strong man like Lu Guang who had reached the peak of Xutian, which shows how extraordinary this son is.
Of course, in the minds of many monks, this son was able to kill Xutian monk mainly because of the favorable timing and place. If it were placed in the outside world, they did not think that Zhuo Wen had the ability to kill Xutian monk.
"Brother Zhuo, are you okay?"
Zhuo Wen waved his hand and immediately introduced to Yun Chuyu: "Chu Yu, this is Brother Mo Fan, the top disciple of Tianmo Island! Brother Mo, he is my friend, his name is Yun Chuyu."
Mo Fan quickly said: "I have met Junior Sister Yun."
Yun Chuyu bowed and her eyes dimmed slightly, obviously not particularly satisfied with Zhuo Wen's title when he introduced her.
"Chu Yu, take these twenty disaster crystal cores first. You will still be here for a long time. If you want to strengthen yourself, you must have this thing." Zhuo Wen took out twenty disaster crystal cores and smiled.
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Yun Chuyu took the disaster crystal with a sweet smile on her lips and responded softly.
"Brother Mo, I'm about to enter the eleventh floor. I'll leave Chu Yu to you to take care of me. I hope things like this won't happen again." Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.
Mo Fan solemnly said: "Brother Zhuo, don't worry, I will not let Junior Sister Yun suffer any injustice."
Zhuo Wen nodded, entered the hall, smashed the door restrictions with one punch, and entered the eleventh floor.
The golden ripples in the eleventh floor aisle were so rich that even Zhuo Wen was surprised.
Zhuo Wen worked in the corridor for half a month, and he actually relied on the golden ripples to practice the "Meditation Chart of the Stars" to a small degree. The starry sky in the soul space finally gave birth to a huge galaxy.
"This "Meditation Chart of the Stars" is extraordinary. The consciousness tempered by it is many times more powerful than the consciousness cultivated by ordinary techniques."
Zhuo Wen stood up, his eyes flashing, and he began to suspect that this "Meditation Map of the Stars" was not a simple Xutian technique.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen knew from the beginning that the five Xutian techniques placed on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion were specially arranged by Taiqing.
After receiving such a powerful technique, Zhuo Wen was quite grateful to Taiqing. At least Taiqing kept his promise.
The moment he entered the eleventh floor, Zhuo Wen felt as if he had entered an ancient battlefield.
This land is filled with smoke, deserted deserts, and mountains of corpses.
"Mo Fan said that above the tenth floor, there are dangers everywhere. If you want to rush to the next floor, you must have the courage to risk your life."
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he walked slowly around the battlefield.
Roar!
Suddenly, a deep beast roar came from under his feet, and soon the soil under Zhuo Wen's feet cracked, and a black shadow emerged.
Zhuo Wen sacrificed thirty-six beginningless magic gold sword embryos, surrounding himself to form a vortex of murderous intent.
boom!
The black shadow instantly penetrated the vortex of murderous intent, let out a cry, and hit hard not far away.
Only then did Zhuo Wen notice that the true face of the black shadow was a pangolin with a blade on its back.
At this moment, the pangolin's body was penetrated by the whirlpool of killing intent, blood was flowing out, and it completely lost its breath.
Zhuo Wen came to the pangolin's side, and the Ziyao Galaxy Divine Sword cut open the pangolin's belly and took out the disaster crystal core in its body.
Ho ho ho!
After Zhuo Wen removed the pangolin's disaster crystal core, roars came one after another from the underground, and the sounds were full of sad connotations.
Boom boom boom!
Then Zhuowen was the center, and the land with a radius of hundreds of miles continued to rise and fall, like terrifying waves.
Whoosh whoosh!
Black shadows emerged from below, instantly filling the space where Zhuo Wen was, densely packed like dark clouds, blocking sight.
"The newcomer is finished. He didn't understand any rules when he came to the eleventh floor, so he killed the blade-piercing beasts. These are gregarious beasts. Once one of them is killed, endless blade-piercing beasts will be attracted."
On a high slope a thousand meters away from Zhuo Wen, two women watched this scene quietly and shook their heads.
Originally, they planned to stop Zhuo Wen, but unfortunately, Zhuo Wen acted too quickly and killed the blade-piercing beast before they reminded him.
Naturally, they dare not make a sound now. Once they make a sound, they will attract the attention of the blade-piercing beasts, and then the two of them will also suffer.
"Sister Xin, look, the newcomer doesn't seem to be affected at all..." Suddenly, the younger woman exclaimed in surprise.
The mature and charming Sister Xin's beautiful eyes fell on the group of blade-piercing beasts, and she was suddenly stunned.
In the dense herd of beasts, the newcomer was surrounded by a small black gold sword.
These small black gold swords turned into terrifying whirlpools of killing intent. Wherever they passed, blade-piercing beasts fell like rain.
"Is this guy really a newcomer? He's so powerful just after entering the eleventh level?" Sister Xin was shocked.
While she was speaking, the beasts piercing the blades let out mournful sounds, and they all fled, not daring to besiege the monk again.