Zhuo Wen stayed in the Demon Falling Valley for another five years. Zhuo Wen in black almost devoured one-tenth of the disaster crystals in the Falling Demon Valley. Finally, something happened on this day.
Zhuo Wen in white stood up abruptly, staring solemnly at Zhuo Wen in black who was sitting cross-legged. He could feel the frightening and terrifying aura surging out of Zhuo Wen in black.
"What a terrifying aura. This aura contains extremely destructive thunder aura!"
Not far away, Xiao Hei, who was lying on the veins of the magic gold holy stone and constantly absorbing it, suddenly raised his head and stared solemnly at Zhuo Wen in black, while the Blood Fairy also paid attention to Zhuo Wen in black.
Since the two of them obtained a large amount of magic gold holy stones, during the time they stayed in Fallen Demon Valley, the Thunder Fire Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword made rapid progress, and both of them were upgraded to the level of top-grade true artifacts.
Especially the Thunder Fire Sword. This sword is far more powerful than the average top-grade true artifact. Even Zhuo Wenzun has many trump cards, but he still finds the Thunder Fire Sword quite difficult to deal with at this time.
“It’s time to survive the twentieth thunder disaster!”
Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely solemn. Every thunder disaster after the fifteenth time became more and more terrifying. He saw with his own eyes how terrifying the nineteenth thunder disaster was last time.
And this twentieth thunder disaster is the key for Zhuo Wen in black to become the True God of Thunder, and its power must be extraordinary.
Zhuo Wen in black swept out of the main hall and landed outside the Falling Demon Valley.
At this moment, the billowing demonic energy that filled the sky above the Falling Demon Valley fled in all directions.
Then, one thunder gate after another appeared above, and a total of twenty huge thunder gates appeared.
And every thundermon is far more terrifying than the one that appeared in the 19th thunder disaster.
"What? Twenty Thunder Gates, this..."
Zhuo Wen and Xiao Hei were both shocked. In addition to surviving the continuous thunder disasters before, only one thunder gate appeared in each thunder disaster, but now in the twentieth thunder disaster, twenty thunder gates actually appeared.
, and every thunder gate is so terrifying.
"No wonder everyone talks about the difficulties of the Jidao True Gods. Ordinary thunder disasters can make many one-disaster true gods close to death. In this twentieth thunder disaster, twenty thunder gates will appear at once. This is a killing rhythm!" Xiao Xiao
Black sighed.
Zhuo Wen in black looked solemn at this moment, and forty-eight magic gold swords were surrounding him, and each of them had a black vortex attached to the surface.
This is the devouring vortex created by Zhuo Wen in black using the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Book. Its devouring power is far more powerful than the devouring talent of Devouring itself.
Boom boom boom!
Immediately, twenty thunder gates opened simultaneously, and twenty thunder arcs swept out from them. Each thunder arc was as thick as an arm, and the thunder arcs were a strange purple-black color.
Zhuo Wen in black controlled forty-eight Beginningless Magic Gold Swords, turning them into twenty whirlpools of murderous intent, facing twenty lightning arcs, but barely blocking the twenty lightning arcs.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen's thunder eyes appeared between his eyebrows and began to absorb the twenty lightning arcs in the sky in an orderly manner.
boom!
However, not long after the twenty thunder arcs struck down, all the twenty thunder gates in the sky opened. Immediately, thigh-thick thunder arcs struck down almost desperately, instantly enveloping the space where Zhuo Wen was.
The thunder arc was so terrifying that all the restrictions in Fallen Demon Valley were blown to pieces.
Zhuo Wen and Xiao Hei in white had no choice but to exit the Valley of the Fallen Demon, and looked at the continuous lightning arcs in shock.
"What a terrifying lightning disaster. The lightning arcs struck down without interruption, without even a moment of buffering time... This..."
Zhuo Wen's heart was beating wildly. Now that he was mentally connected with Zhuo Wen in black, he could feel that it was extremely difficult for Zhuo Wen in black to resist the lightning arc at this moment.
Even if Zhuo Wen in black used all the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Code, he even relied on the surging demonic energy from Falling Demon Valley to compete with the thunder disaster.
But even so, Lei Catastrophe still firmly suppressed Zhuo Wen in black.
The murderous vortex formed by the forty-eight Beginningless Demonic Gold Swords was shattered time and time again. Even the terrifying devouring vortex that Zhuo Wen created with the demonic energy from Falling Demon Valley was suppressed by the lightning arc time and time again, constantly breaking up and forming again.
, formed and collapsed.
The splashing thunder arc hit the body of Zhuo Wen in black, and was able to blast part of his body into charred pieces.
The black-clothed Zhuo Wen's body was extremely powerful, but it was still turned into scorched blocks under the lightning arc bombardment. This shows how terrifying the lightning arc of this thunder disaster is.
Under the thunder arc bombardment, Zhuo Wen in black almost tried his best, and even used the sky thunder eye to block the oppressive horrific thunder disaster with sky thunder.
The thunder disaster became more and more terrifying, and the entire fifteenth floor began to tremble violently, and this tremor was like ripples in water, spreading across the vast trial ground.
On the tenth floor, beside the lake quietly, Yun Chuyu sat cross-legged, while Mo Fan stood on a rock behind him.
Rumble!
The huge lake exploded, terrifying cracks appeared on the ground on the tenth floor, and intensive vibrations merged into a symphony-like beating.
The entire tenth floor monks were shocked and stood up one after another with doubts in their eyes.
"Senior Brother Mo Fan, what's going on?" Yun Chuyu rushed to Mo Fan and asked with some confusion.
Mo Fan looked solemnly and pointed at the horizon of the tenth floor, where a huge phantom of Thunder Gate appeared.
Although the phantom of this thunder gate is not a real entity, its aura is extremely terrifying and frightening. It is much more powerful than the thunder gate formed by ordinary thunder disasters.
"Someone is surviving the twentieth thunder disaster..."
Mo Fan's eyes were complicated. Surviving thunder disasters is a relatively common thing in the trial area, but the thunder disaster he survived was the only one that could cause such a big commotion. It was the legendary twentieth thunder disaster.
Because once you survive the twentieth thunder disaster, you will become the legendary True God of Thunder, whose strength is comparable to that of ordinary Xutian monks.
Not only Mo Fan, but other monks also thought of this, and they all speculated on which genius was actually overcoming the twentieth thunder disaster.
"Someone is going to become the True God of Thunder?" Yun Chuyu was quite surprised.
Mo Fan shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. The twentieth thunder disaster is very scary. Even outstanding geniuses may fall if they are not careful. Once they fall, they will be dead."
Not only the tenth floor, but countless monks in the entire trial area saw the phantom of the Thunder Gate emerging in the void in their respective places.
On the seventeenth floor of Babel Tower, a woman wearing a white dress and long snow-white hair sat quietly.
She raised her head slightly, and her beautiful eyes fell on the seventeenth floor outside the inner door of the tower, where she saw the huge thunder gate and felt the trembling of the Tower of Babel.
"Do you want to become the True God of Thunder? This person's courage is commendable, but the hope of success is very slim."
This woman is Tong Qimei from the Half Moon Palace. In the first year after entering the trial place, she entered the seventeenth floor, defeating many geniuses, and she also stayed on the seventeenth floor for twenty-five years.
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Tong Qimei no longer paid attention to the phantom of Thunder Gate outside the tower, but her beautiful eyes fell on the steps ahead.
At the end of these steps is the eighteenth floor of the Trial Ground. It is said that few people ascend the eighteenth floor, and there are many exciting rumors about the eighteenth floor.
Whether it's because of honor or curiosity, Tong Qimei wants to step into the 18th floor to have a look.
Kick, kick, kick!
Tong Qimei stepped onto the steps step by step, but in an instant the pressure on the steps gathered to form a violent hurricane.
Tong Qimei's white hair swayed wildly under the blow of the hurricane, like a flying fairy from the sky.
Finally, Tong Qimei came to the end of the stairs. She only needed to take one step to enter the eighteenth floor at the end.
"The 18th floor, here I come!"
With that said, Tong Qimei suddenly stepped to the end of the steps and disappeared on the seventeenth floor.
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Outside the Tower of Hanoi, in the Triangular Square, although there were countless monks paying attention, they could not see the sudden appearance of the Thunder Gate inside.
However, another incident caused a sensation in the entire square.
"Someone has entered the eighteenth floor. Who is this person?"
Uproar and noise filled the entire square. The trial place was divided into eighteen floors, but there were really very few monks who could actually enter the eighteenth floor, and they had been very few for thousands of years.
Today, another genius who entered the eighteenth level appeared. How could many monks not be surprised and excited?
"The one who entered the eighteenth floor is Qimei..."
In the sedan chair covered by gauze, there was a hint of softness in Zang Yue's indifferent voice.
Yang Muqiu, the leader of the Demonic Pearl Sect, quickly congratulated Canyue: "He is indeed a peerless genius of Ban Yue Palace. He is young and has strong talent. Now he has entered the 18th floor of the trial place. I am afraid that Ban Yue Palace will become more and more powerful in the future."
Can Yue smiled slightly, obviously in a good mood, and said: "Master Yang, you're welcome, your Demonic Pearl Sect's Wei Shuo is actually one of the best in talent, and he may be able to catch up and enter the eighteenth level."
Yang Muqiu smiled tenderly and said: "Master Cangyue Hall, you are too polite. Compared with Junior Nephew Qimei, Wei Shuo is still far behind. He can enter the seventeenth floor, which is already very good."
There was no concealment in the conversation between Yang Muchiu and Canyue.
Everyone in the square could hear it clearly, and many monks also knew that the person who broke into the eighteenth floor was actually Tong Qimei from the Half Moon Palace.
Although many monks questioned that Cangyue was so certain, in fact, except for Tong Qimei, it seemed that it would be difficult for the monks who entered the trial place this time to achieve such an achievement.
Banyuedian is the first of the ten major sects. Tong Qimei is the most famous in Beiyu, but everyone in other areas has heard of Tong Qimei's name more or less. They know that this Tong Qimei is a rare member of Banyuedian in hundreds of thousands of years.
Wizard.
After practicing for only a thousand years, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of Xutian. This achievement is definitely difficult for many monks to achieve.