The mysterious Immortal Road to Heaven is located 20,000 miles to the west of the vast continent. The sea water is a strange blue-black color. There is very little life in the 2,000-mile sea area. Fish, shellfish, etc. instinctively take a detour.
When Zhang Wenfeng and his entourage arrived in a hurry, it was already the next morning. From a distance, they saw a dozen monks wearing dark purple battle clothes and dark purple masks high in the sky, surrounded by two people wearing dark red suits.
A man in battle armor wearing a dark red mask.
Hundreds of miles above the sea, groups of monks from the lower world gathered here and there.
"The person wearing the dark red armor is the seventh-level patrol supervisor of the upper world, and the person wearing the dark purple armor is the sixth-level patrol guard. It is said that they are all selected from the major forces. Under the watchful eyes of the powerful powers of the upper world, they are not
Dare to cause mischief."
You Mengchang sent a message to the temple owner not to be influenced by Qin Qiu of Youxian Palace.
More than five thousand years ago, he accompanied Situ Lao'er to the nearby sea area and witnessed the first batch of ascended monks to undergo the thunder test.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, randomly selected an open space, and saw two groups of monks flying in the distance.
Sisters Xin Yue and Xin Xing led seven beautiful male and female fox demons, together with nine petite flower spirits such as Lu Xin'er, Hua Fenglan, and Lu Chan'er, and flew close to greet them and talk and laugh.
Zhao Zhuer and Fang Bailan led eleven fifth-level Confucian cultivators from Wenzhai Academy over.
As a result, the team of monks on Guanzhu Zhang's side became larger and larger, causing the patrol inspectors in the distance to pay attention. They looked at it for a moment and then looked no further.
Xin Xing and Xiao Ni'er chatted happily non-stop.
They seemed unable to feel the oppressive atmosphere here. They were looking at the scenery of the upper world, the treasures and snacks. The two of them had endless things to talk about. Lu Chan'er looked a little nervous, and the smile on her face was a little stiff, but after a moment
Then, join the chatter.
Lu Zijin and Zhao Zhuer communicated through voice transmissions about their experiences in overcoming the tribulation and the experiences they learned from classics.
Zhang Guanzhu chatted with Xin Yue and asked how the preparations were going.
In fact, he is not worried about Xin Yue and Xin Xing's tribulation. They both have protective treasures that Nine Lives asked him to bring out from the battlefield outside the territory. They have been refining them for decades, and they also have clay dolls blessed by Mo Ye, which are better than him.
Easier.
Old Man You struck up a conversation with Old Man Fushan.
Everyone was chatting with someone, and some were sitting cross-legged in the air, quietly closing their eyes and meditating.
Zhou Fushi and Wan Boqi from Lingbao Temple came to see each other. When they saw the spectacular scale of Xianling Temple, they were not only envious, but also held hands with each other and wished each other good luck. After chatting for a while, they returned.
Chen Qingqiao came with two men and one woman. They were the three mountain gods who were reincarnated in the Yanyuan Secret Realm. Among them, Mo Shu relied on the bloody merits of his previous life to break through the barrier and advance to the sixth level. Liu Qing and Bai Cang were the fifth-level perfectionists respectively.
He came to the scene, said hello, talked for a while and then turned back. After all, this is not a good place to call friends.
Two days passed in a flash.
Zhang Wenfeng waved over Qian Jing and He Kuyu, saying that he would protect them from the disaster.
Lu Zijin called Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun to his side. As Wei Jingjie was the old cripple's disciple, Lu Zijin must be well protected, but Lu Huan... didn't need to worry at all.
Xiao Ni'er protected the mountain chief, and Yue Anyan vowed: "Grandma-in-law, mountain chief, Xiao Ni'er is here, you two don't have to worry, I'm very powerful now."
Yue Anyan smiled and said: "I'm not worried. When you go to the upper world, I will reward you with a handful of shiny beads."
The mountain leader also smiled and said: "I prepared a bag of crystal stones."
Xiao Ni'er quickly glanced in the direction of the viewer, shook her head and refused: "We don't speak the same language as one family, and I will be angry if we see other people like this."
Yan Jing stood next to Shui Qingru, and the two chatted in low voices.
Gui Fufu remained silent, he didn't like to talk too much, Ying Miaogu stood beside him with a respectful expression.
Old Man Fushan had earlier promised to protect the master's apprentice Zhuang Yu. The thunder disaster that he, Tao Niangzi, and Mang Gong were going to face was no small matter, but he was confident that he could withstand it with his own terrifying protection. Tao Niangzi and Mang Gong would do their best to protect themselves.
That’s it.
Chen Chong, Fan Chongfeng, Ye Weiyin and others could only rely on prepared methods to resist the disaster.
The monks who transcended the tribulation in each place were separated by about 300 feet and could not be too close. They were sparsely arranged in a large area.
As the time approaches noon, the sky gradually darkens.
Dark clouds piled up and the wind blew violently.
The two patrol inspectors in the middle of the sea area each took out a thunder magic weapon, and threw the fiery red and silver treasures into the sky. The calamity clouds gathered at a faster speed, and the rolling thunder reverberated back and forth in the sky.
The power of the calamity is still gathering and brewing.
"The number of monks participating in the tribulation this time is far greater than last time."
"It also depends on their coping methods and their own strength. Survival counts."
"Let's wait and see. That group of monks and demon cultivators is a bit unusual. Several of them actually dared to block thunder tribulations for others. That temple leader is a talent. He can gather so many sixth-level masters. Among them, there are still three left in the lower world for who knows how many years.
The old demon."
"Hey, that old mysterious turtle dares to protect people, you'll see how powerful he is later."
Two patrol inspectors chatted casually.
The patrol guards around him were as silent as dead statues.
About a quarter of an hour passed quickly, and a thousand miles away was completely shrouded in black clouds of calamity. The sky was filled with lightning and thunder, the wind kept raging, and there was boundless coercion. All the monks and demon cultivators were shining with brilliance, and they were all prepared for the enemy.
Coping with the coming thunderstorm.
"Good fellow, those monks have a few precious treasures in their hands. Where did they come from?"
"What's the name of the Immortal Spirit Temple? I've never heard of such a name in the upper world."
The two patrol inspectors noticed something unusual and chatted for a few more words, each with their own thoughts in mind. Seeing that the time was almost up, they both cast a spell at the same time.
Dense as heavy rain, silver and fiery red thunder poured down from the sky, followed by loud thunders.
Zhang Wenfeng threw out the nine-star flowing beads he wore on his left wrist. The nine beads turned into flowing colorful streams of light, forming a colorful light wave shield to protect the three people and resolve the two-color thunder that fell down with the thunderbolt. Among them were
A line of bright red light, hovering rapidly in the shield, is the Little Fire Spirit. As an immature weapon spirit of Jiuxing Liuzhu, it cooperates with the temple owner to resist the thunder attack.
Qian Jing and He Kuyu's Taoist robes shone with various colors of light, and their faces were quite nervous.
"Follow me closely, and you should pay attention to catching a few tribulation thunders to temper your body."
Zhang Wenfeng slowly flew upwards against the two-color thunder light.
He had spent a lot of time running around to replenish the energy of the Nine Stars Liuzhu, and he did the right thing. Only then did he realize how powerful the protection of the Nine Stars Liuzhu was with the cooperation of Xiao Huo.
Two thunderbolts weakened by flowing beads struck Qian Jing and He Kuyu's heads with two "bang bangs", hitting the two of them so brightly that their bodies shone brightly, and the lightning flashed wildly.
Zhang Wenfeng also attracted a slightly more powerful Tribulation Thunder to fall on his head, enjoying the severe pain and tingling of the Tribulation Thunder's attack into his body, inciting Yuan Qi to dissolve and dissolve. For experts, the Tribulation Thunder is a way to enhance their cultivation strength.
of assistance.
If there are no adequate protection measures, thunderstorms can be a fatal problem.
Lu Zijin had already revealed his true form, with black hair and lightning flowing all over his body. He used his thunder method to protect Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun, and flew up into the sky. Occasionally, one or two thunderbolts would fall on their heads.
He guided the violent tribulation thunder to temper his body, and he was completely relieved. This thing was a great tonic for him.
"Ah uh... let Mr. Donkey do it harder."
Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun were frightened when they heard this. Master Donkey, please don't be too aggressive.
Xiao Ni'er relied on the heavy weapon of the Ten Thousand Turns Corridor that she had refined to be able to protect her. She also had the time to temper her body with the Tribulation Thunder according to Old Man You's instructions in advance.
Among the crowd, Old Fushan had a hard time dealing with it. The tribulation thunders that attacked him formed a rain curtain and hit the turtle shadow shell with a terrifying force. Zhuang Yu's face turned pale with fright. The tribulation was indeed terrifying.
Zhang Wenfeng controlled the Nine Stars Liuzhu, holding the Yuanshui Sword in his right hand, and kept rising up into the sky.
I don’t know how many tribulation thunder attacks I have neutralized, nor how high I have flown. It feels like two quarters of an hour has passed, and the surroundings are dark, as if I have broken into the depths of the tribulation clouds. The power of heaven and earth makes the hairs on my arms stand up, and the pressure is extremely great, like
It's stuck in the viscosity.
He swung his sword and slashed upwards with all his strength.
"open!"
There was a cracking sound, and the sword light was magnificent, as if the sky was being cut open.
A faint ray of light leaked out, and the huge pressure like a mountain suddenly became lighter.
Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Follow me and charge!"
He used the edge of his sword to clear the way, and rushed out of the sticky dark clouds with one breath. They came to another world, with white clouds blooming below, and the faint sound of fairy music seemed to be coming from their ears.
Rich spiritual energy swarmed in, surrounded by traces of colorful rays of light. The body that had just been tempered by the Tribulation Thunder was extremely useful, and the lost cultivation was quickly restored.
Qian Jing was a little stunned and whispered: "Have we survived the thunderstorm?"
It was so different from the difficulty of overcoming the tribulation that she read in the classics that it made her feel unreal.
Except for the messy hair, my body is very clean.
He Kuyu allowed the glow to nourish himself, looked around, and whispered: "We are the first, and we haven't seen anyone else coming up yet."