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Chapter 147 Montenegro Riot

The last wave of thunder tribulation fell very slowly. It took an entire hour for the thunder tribulation to fall halfway. But the feeling it gave Mo Han was very terrifying. Even when Mo Han looked at it, he felt that he would go blind in both eyes.

It will turn into ashes under this thunder disaster.

One hundred kilometers around Montenegro is a dark ground composed of black rocks. Normally, the sun will reflect on it, and it also gives people a somewhat eerie atmosphere. Even when the sun shines on this land, there is only a slight gleam of light. But

Now, with the fall of the last wave of thunderstorms, the thunderclouds that have been highly condensed seem to be more dazzling than a lightning star that sweeps away all the darkness in the world, illuminating the surroundings of Montenegro.

As the thunderstorm fell, the invisible ripples near the Black Mountain gradually disappeared, and the cry of the soul that never disappeared in the mouth of the old man Dugu also became quiet. But this kind of silence seemed more and more terrifying to Mo Han, because he

There is always a feeling that these souls are not really quiet, but are brewing a cry that can shake the world. After all, they have never disappeared. Since they have never disappeared, how could they succumb to this thunder disaster?

Mo Han was right. They are souls that have never disappeared, they are souls that are unwilling, and they are souls that will never surrender.

In a place where Mo Han couldn't see, the huge soul-burial coffin exuded dark light, and invisible ripples spread in all directions at an extremely slow speed, even to Mo Han who was standing not far from it.

Han didn't even feel it.

The smooth ground composed of black rocks gradually became rough under the influence of the invisible ripples of the Soul Burial Coffin, like a group of warriors ready to attack at any time.

The thunder tribulation is getting closer and closer to the ground, and the sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger. If you are a weak-minded person, maybe when the ninth wave of thunder tribulation comes, your inner defense will completely collapse, and you will not need to survive the tribulation, you will just die.

Turned into ashes under the thunder.

Mo Han stood on the ground, looking up at the increasingly bright and dazzling thunder tribulation, and his thinking seemed to have stopped. His previous plans on how to survive the thunder tribulation and how to gain strength from the thunder tribulation were all gone now.

It has disappeared into smoke and turned into a blank.

In fact, this lightning disaster was too powerful and too dazzling. If Mo Han had not experienced a divine punishment, he would even treat it as a divine punishment.

In the Dantian, the purple-gold golden elixir was still spinning crazily, still consuming the power of the thunder tribulation that had not been absorbed before. It seemed that it also knew about Mo Han's crisis and wanted to save Mo Han when the next wave of thunder tribulation came.

Han takes on something.

The thunder tribulation fell silently, but there was a loud roar in Mo Han's mind, as if it was going to completely destroy Mo Han's mind before it fell, and finally the powerful power of the thunder tribulation was used to erase Mo Han from the world.

It was a pity that the rumbling sound of the thunder calamity resounded in Mo Han's mind. Instead of destroying Mo Han's mind, it actually woke him up from his blank state.

"No, no. As the saying goes, there is no end to the road. There must be hope of living. I can't die like this." The instinct of survival and the desire to live made Mo Han's brain work rapidly.

, constantly asking myself questions, and constantly thinking about everything that I can use to resist the thunder.

I have to say that at this moment, Mo Han being trained as a killer since childhood helped him a lot. Because as a killer, the most important thing is not how good his killing skills are, but how good he is at critical moments.

He is calm and knows how to seize opportunities. Mo Han is the best among killers, so this aspect comes naturally to him.

Saint. Although he was mumbling at this time, his whole person was in an absolutely calm state. If he had to describe it, he could only use two words to describe it - ruthless. Yes, there are only ruthless people.

, can you be absolutely calm and treat everything indifferently, including others and yourself.

"Linglong Tower, Demon Seed, Killing Blade, Great Dream Heart Sutra, Heavenly Wheel, Emperor Dragon Jue." Each of the items and techniques he owned that he thought could withstand thunder tribulations flashed through his mind one by one.

But nothing can get him out of the crisis quickly.

The most likely ones are the Linglong Tower and the Demon Seed, but these two things are currently not under his control. And the killing blade under his control cannot be taken out under the thunder tribulation, because the killing blade is a peerless weapon.

Fierce Blade and Thunder Tribulation happen to be its nemesis.

Mo Han's closed eyes suddenly opened and he repeated over and over again: "Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up, there must be a way."

Suddenly, Mo Han, who opened his eyes, saw the changing black rocks and felt the fluctuations of the soul-burial coffin. A bold idea emerged in his mind: I don't know how this black mountain was formed, but from its various signs

It seems that it is definitely different. This thunder tribulation is not an ordinary thunder tribulation. If it had not prepared to give me a fatal blow, I would have fallen long ago. But although this Black Mountain was affected by the thunder tribulation to a certain extent, it was not significant. Look at it like this

He still has the power to fight back.

Looking up at the thunderstorm that was slowly falling from the sky, Mo Han's mouth was filled with a bright smile, and he ran away with all his strength, stepping quickly towards the soul-burial coffin.

Mo Han's movement moved his whole body, causing a butterfly effect in an instant.

The thunder calamity slowly falling from the sky suddenly increased, locking on Mo Han, and running towards him quickly. The Black Mountain, which was brewing a wave of earth-shattering resistance, also started to move in an instant. The dark rocks were undulating, and invisible ripples continued to fall towards him.

The thunder that came down swept away.

"Brother, I'm sorry. You can't blame me. If you want to blame you, just blame Lei Jie. Who made it so shameless and powerful? It must destroy me!" Mo Han ran while looking at Lei Jie who was about to fall.

, muttered in his mouth.

The huge soul-burial coffin trembled, and huge ripples visible to the naked eye rippled out from the soul-burial coffin, silent but tangible, merging all the small ripples near Black Mountain together, and rushing toward the thunder disaster.

Mo Han is lucky because he has been recognized by Montenegro, or in other words, he has been recognized by the Soul Burying Coffin. Because when his golden elixir was formed, the souls in the Soul Burying Coffin that had not disappeared felt Mo Han's unyieldingness and felt

Mo Han had been cursed by heaven, so a large amount of pure and inexplicable energy emerged from the black rock to help Mo Han survive the disaster.

This time is no exception. Although the huge ripples of the Soul Burying Coffin are heading straight towards the Thunder Tribulation, if it does not get its approval, then the moment the ripples pass by Mo Han, Mo Han will be trapped in the huge ripples.

Down, turned into fly ash.


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