Feeling the powerful power emanating from the Black and White Tribulation Thunder, Zhong Zihao did not dare to neglect, and with a flash of silver light in his hand, the God-Slaying Sword appeared in his palm.
When the calamity thunder came three feet above his head, he surged with true energy and slashed out with the power of the God-Slaying Sword.
"Chichi..."
A strange scene appeared. The moment the God-Slaying Sword came into contact with the Tribulation Thunder, a suction force suddenly came from the sword body, and like a beast that had been hungry for several years, it actually swallowed up the Tribulation Thunder.
Gradually, an imperceptible light flashed on the God-Slaying Sword, and even the blade seemed to be a little smoother.
"Buzz..."
Zhong Zihao clearly felt that the long sword suddenly seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and it made a cheering buzzing sound. He suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the first time this happened since the God-Slaying Sword was successfully sacrificed. Could it be that its spirituality had been destroyed?
Awakened?
When he was refining it, he cut off a ray of his own soul power and donated a drop of blood essence to melt into the long sword. The purpose was to imbue it with spirituality, give birth to the sword spirit, and allow the sword to repair and grow independently.
ability.
To this day, when I sacrificed the God-Slaying Sword when I was going through a tribulation, I never expected such an unexpected surprise.
Zhong Zihao was so excited that he simply let go and let the God-Slaying Sword work, only providing it with pure true energy as power, while he himself tried his best to recover the huge soul power.
The second black and white calamity thunder struck down, naturally much thicker than the previous one. By the ninth time, it was already as thick as a human waist.
He also discovered that when the eighth black and white tribulation thunder was swallowed, the sword was almost saturated, and the speed of absorbing the tribulation thunder was significantly slower. By the time the ninth tribulation thunder came, it had no time to swallow the excess tribulation thunder.
, so that at least half of the thunder's power required him to resist.
"Click..."
Another calamity thunder fell from the sky.
Zhong Zihao estimated that the God-Destroying Sword could no longer swallow more of the power of thunder. Just when he was about to take back the sword, he suddenly discovered that the color of the thunder calamity that struck down this time had changed again, and it had turned into one emitting colorful light.
A pillar of light reaching the sky. And its diameter has once again shrunk to the thickness of a bowl.
With the mentality of giving it a try, he carefully stretched out the God-Slaying Sword and touched it with the Seven Color Tribulation Thunder.
"Chichi..."
The previous scene reappeared, and a strong suction force erupted from the sword body again, pulling the colorful thunder into the sword body like a whale cannibalizing it.
But this time, the sword body, which had become as smooth as a mirror, exuded a dense air, and then it began to become a little more transparent.
…
There were nine paths again. When all nine seven-colored thunderbolts came, the sky became quiet again.
Zhong Zihao frowned. Why was this catastrophe so weird? Forty-five thunderbolts had been struck. Not only did it not cause any harm to himself, but it also brought huge benefits to his body and the God-Slaying Sword.
But the black clouds of calamity above the sky are gathering thicker and thicker, as if a terrifying catastrophe is brewing.
He lowered his head and looked at the God-Zlaying Sword in his hand, and saw that its entire blade had become transparent, and the drop of blood essence he had sealed in it had now turned into a slender thread, like a red thread, flowing from the hilt of the sword.
It extends all the way to the tip of the sword.
The God-Slaying Sword also restrained all its aura, and looked like a piece of transparent jade, without any fluctuations. Zhong Zihao knew that it had absorbed enough energy and had now turned into a dormant state. It would probably not be able to wake up before it advanced.
Came over.
With a flick of his wrist, he put away the God-Slaying Sword and stared at the black clouds above the nine heavens. After this period of recovery, although his soul power has not yet reached its full state, it is not far behind.
Perhaps, the next step is the most critical moment, and it is also the catastrophe that you really need to face. If you are negligent in the slightest, you may fall short of your success and be irreversible.
"Rumble...boom...click!"
Finally, after a period of brewing, the calamity thunder from the top of the sky fell again. But this time, it was not black and white, nor seven colors gathered together, but transformed into a weapon form that had never been seen before.
The first tribulation thunder condensed into a huge sky-opening ax, carrying the power of creating the world. At the same time, the bright moon in the sky disappeared, a strong wind blew, and then huge raindrops poured down.
Zhong Zihao's expression was solemn, and the sword field immediately opened up. The Seven-Star Sword was instantly launched. With both feet, it turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky, facing the giant axe.
"Keng!"
"puff……"
"Boom!"
Zhong Zihao went all out, and with the help of the seven-star sword at the peak of Kunpin, he finally smashed the giant axe-shaped thunderbolt. But he himself rolled back at a faster speed and smashed a hole on the ground.
Human-shaped pits, with blood gushing wildly.
Even though he had estimated before, he still underestimated the power of thunder. It was just a thunder, but it was so powerful?
He immediately turned over and climbed up, took out a few drops of the fountain of life and drank it. The real energy in his body surged, and he rushed high into the sky again. This was because the second calamity thunder in the form of a weapon had followed closely.
The Tribulation Thunder that appeared this time was in the form of a golden spear, and the coercion it exuded was three times stronger. Even if Zhong Zihao exploded with all his strength, he was shocked to the point where his hands exploded.
Then the third, the fourth... until the eighth tribulation thunder appeared one after another, knife-shaped tribulation thunder, arrow-shaped tribulation thunder, halberd-shaped tribulation thunder, etc. appeared one after another.
Without the fountain of life to defend himself, Zhong Zihao can guarantee that he would never be able to survive until this point. At this time, his clothes were in pieces, and his exposed upper body was bloody and scarred. Coupled with the violent storm, at first glance,
There was no way to identify who this person was.
The Fountain of Life is a magical medicine for healing, and it has healed all the injuries on his body. Although it looks scary at the moment, it is just the blood cocoon left after the injury heals.
However, the uninterrupted calamity thunder consumed a large amount of his true energy. Even with all kinds of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and spiritual stones, he could not restore his true energy in a short period of time.
"Crack!"
Here it comes again! The ninth weapon form of the Tribulation Thunder is a sword, a giant sword exuding a terrifying aura and coercion that plunges straight down from the top of the sky.
Zhong Zihao took a deep breath, poured all the remaining real energy in his body into his numb arms, and rushed out again with the Seven Star Sword.
"Drink...kill!"
Spring thunder broke out in his tongue, and he exhaled loudly! The powerful physical power and true energy burst out at the same time, and the void was distorted by his sword.
"Keng...bang!"
The Seven-Star Sword and the giant sword collided. Zhong Zihao's arms exploded instantly, and the sword flew out of his hands. However, the giant sword condensed by the tribulation thunder did not completely dissipate.
"Sea-covering seal!"
As his figure collapsed, he used the ancient martial arts "Tongtian Palm" again!
"Boom...poof..."
Finally, the nine weapon-shaped lightning tribulations dissipated, but Zhong Zihao was lying on the muddy ground vomiting blood. Seeing the black tribulation clouds in the sky still gathering, he felt powerless for the first time.
In the distance, the woman in red dress and Ying Zhenyuan were surging, blocking the rain from the sky. Their faces were full of horror.
It was so terrifying. If they hadn't seen this level of calamity with their own eyes, even if the people closest to them told me, they probably wouldn't believe it.
However, they know that in the current situation, Zhong Zihao can only rely on himself, and there is no way for outsiders to help.