The dark thunder was like an annihilated flame, crashing down violently, and the whole world shook. Tang Lin and others who were far away felt that their bodies were numbed by an electric current.
The purple-winged roc stood proudly in the air. Facing the dark thunder, its expression gradually became serious. Its wings were guarded in front of its face. Its body was like a purple spinning top, spinning crazily in the air. It withstood the falling black thunder and lightning in a clever way.
Most of the power is removed.
Tang Lin looked at the purple-winged roc, as if all the sounds in the world had disappeared.
Having lived in poetry and books since childhood, he had never seen such a shocking scene.
One hundred thousand years of cultivating the Tao is just to overcome the tribulation in one day.
Seeing this purple-winged roc under the thunder and punishment, being willful, arrogant, and arrogant, fighting with the sky, this peerless heroism deeply shocked his heart.
Especially the purple top, it was like it was branded in his heart.
Tang Lin suddenly seemed to have some enlightenment, not about martial arts, but about the truth of the world.
At this time, the dark thunder and lightning finally dissipated, and the purple-winged roc spread its wings. On its purple feathers, there were patches of burnt black, emitting thick black smoke, and some areas where the wings were thin revealed vague flesh and blood.
The purple-winged roc didn't care. It flapped its wings and looked up at the sky. It has been waiting for this day for a hundred thousand years!
Boom~~
In the sky, the eighth dark thunder was brewing. This time, the pressure from the thunder was even stronger. Tang Lin almost felt breathless, as if the air between heaven and earth had frozen into ice and he could not breathe.
He looked at the purple-winged roc as if he was suffocated.
The eighth jet-black thunder, as huge as a mountain, suddenly fell from the depths of the black clouds and struck the purple-winged roc head-on.
Bang!
The purple-winged roc soared into the sky, with a strong purple demonic energy emerging from its body. It spread its wings and let out a chirp. Its body quickly refracted nine times in the air, as if teleporting. However, the dark thunder still completely fell.
on its body.
boom!
The purple-winged roc's body was smashed into the soil, and the whole earth trembled, denting a huge hole.
At this moment, in the clouds and mist, the last jet-black thunder swept down quickly, giving the purple-winged roc no chance to breathe. Although the power of this thunder was slightly stronger than the eighth one, it was not stronger.
There were too many, but the continuous attacks made the purple-winged roc unable to react.
boom!
The soil in the big pit flew back and was annihilated inch by inch, and countless big trees and forests were blasted away by the black thunder, leaving only a bottomless hole exposed.
"That's it now!" The owner of the museum, who was watching from a distance, suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes and said: "Its evil spirit is still there and it is not dead yet, take advantage of the opportunity to take action!"
The two white-haired old men beside him quickly followed.
Everyone stared.
I saw a cloud of purple mist rising from the deep pit. The owner of the hall looked grim, and a ray of light suddenly appeared above his head, rising into the sky and turning into a dazzling bead with eight light spots on it, rotating around the bead.
"Chu Xiangtian, you actually ambushed and attacked me. Even if I fall here today, I will still support you!" The purple-winged roc roared, and a roc figure appeared from the purple demonic aura.
The owner of the museum sneered and said: "Monster, your body has been destroyed by thunder, leaving only a ray of soul. You still want to take my life, so die!" The beads on his head flashed a golden light and directed towards the purple evil spirit.
Cover the past.
The soul of the purple-winged roc roared: "I will fight with you!" As he said that, the purple demonic energy suddenly condensed into a ball, but it did not hit the owner of the hall, but swept away in the opposite direction.
This purple-winged roc is not stupid. Its body was destroyed in the thunder tribulation. It had successfully survived the tribulation. It only needed to cultivate for a while and re-condensed its body, and its strength would be restored. By the time the owner of the hall appeared, it had already guessed.
His whereabouts were exposed.
Although I don't know how the owner of the museum learned of his whereabouts, it was angry and already had the intention of quitting. It had lived for so long, so naturally it would not be so impulsive that it would risk its life.
With its current soul state, it is no match for the museum owner.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two white-haired old men blocked the way of the purple-winged roc, and a bead flew out from their heads. One emitted six kinds of light, and the other only emitted two kinds of light.
"Monster, you can't run away!" One of the old men in green shirts and white hair shouted fiercely, directly controlling the beads above his head and hitting the purple-winged roc.
The purple-winged roc was heartbroken. It turned around and saw Tang Lin and other powerful warriors watching from afar.
Its gloomy eyes lit up immediately, with ferocity and unwillingness flashing in them, and it said: "Heaven will not destroy me, Chu Xiangtian, I want to see whether you are a true saint or a fake saint!" As he said that, his body suddenly shook.
It turned into a ball of purple light and flew towards Tang Lin and others like a meteor.
"not good!"
"Flash!"
Tang Lin and others immediately realized something was wrong and prepared to flee. However, the speed of this purple light was so fast. The purple-winged roc was completely desperate, burning up its soul power and soaring its speed to an extreme, even the owner of the hall could not catch up with it.
.
"Monster, you are seeking death!" the owner of the hall yelled angrily. He slapped his palm fiercely and a sacred golden palm print quickly caught up with him and struck the purple light group, scattering most of the purple demonic energy.
There was only a faint purple demonic energy left, and it seemed that among the group of martial gods, only Tang Lin had the lowest cultivation level, it locked onto his body and swept straight towards him.
"Flash!" Tang Xiaofeng exclaimed, ready to push Tang Lin away.
In Tang Lin's eyes, all the sounds in the world seemed to have disappeared. The meteor-like purple light, carrying a momentum as fast as lightning, roared towards him and continued to expand in his pupils. He desperately tried to activate his body.
He dodged, but his body seemed to be sluggish and his movements became very slow.
Then I felt a pain in my forehead, and my head seemed to explode in an instant.
"Die!!" Ziyi Dapeng's voice roared in Tang Lin's mind, so loud that his eardrums seemed to burst.
Tang Lin's soul seemed to be confused.
In the midst of the blankness, a subtle buzzing sound sounded, like a sharp ray of light cutting through the dark clouds in the sky, immediately shattering the roaring sound.
"What is this? How is it possible? How can you have a sword of wisdom in your soul!" Ziyi Dapeng roared in horror. It obviously did not expect that Tang Lin, who was just a little warrior, had such an incredible thing in his soul.
something.
When Tang Lin woke up, he saw in his mind a purple-winged roc whose body had shrunk countless times, like a purple bird, huddled in a corner in fear, and in his mind, there was a tiny string.
.
Tang Lin was shocked. The strings were actually the strings that disappeared from the mysterious scroll.
"Did this string save me just now?" Tang Lin looked at the string and couldn't believe that the string that disappeared from the scroll actually appeared in his mind.
At this time, the second sister's voice rang in my ears, "Xiao Lin, are you okay? Can you hear me?"
Tang Lin opened his eyes and saw the anxious face of his second sister. He felt warm in his heart and shook his head: "I'm fine." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice had become hoarse.
At this time, the museum owner and others appeared in front of Tang Lin. The museum owner looked at Tang Lin, frowned, and said: "You have a very strong evil spirit on your body. The soul of the purple-winged roc has sneaked into your body."
Have you been taken away from your body?"
"Seize the body?"
"Seizing your body means devouring your soul and then taking your body as your own."
Tang Lin shook his head and said: "No, it's still in my body, but it seems to be afraid of me and didn't touch me."
The owner of the museum was startled for a moment, pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "It should be that its soul burned too much, and it was severely injured by my palm. The power of its soul is no longer as good as yours. You should take the opportunity to eliminate it quickly to eliminate future troubles!"
Tang Lin nodded.
He manipulated the strings in his mind and cut towards the body of the purple-winged roc.
The purple-winged roc flashed rapidly and begged painfully: "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me. I'll give you whatever you want. I can teach you martial arts, and I can give you peerless martial arts secrets. Don't
Kill me, don’t..."
Tang Lin couldn't bear it when he heard it begging miserably. He pondered for a moment and communicated mentally: "Let's do this. You control the evil spirit, and I will say that you were killed by me."
The purple-winged roc was greatly surprised, nodded quickly, and quickly restrained the demonic aura emanating from his body.
Tang Lin opened his eyes and felt that the evil spirit was no longer emanating from his body, so he felt relieved and respectfully said to the owner: "I have eliminated it."
"Yes." The museum owner nodded slightly, then sighed softly and said, "I made a mistake this time. I originally asked you to come over to watch the monsters survive the tribulation and improve your mood, but you didn't expect that this purple-winged roc is so powerful.
After enduring nine lightning punishments, I still have such a powerful soul power left behind that I didn’t even hurt you.”
Tang Lin was also happy in his heart.
After the big event was over, everyone dispersed. After this commotion, Tang Lin and his second sister had no interest in hunting, so they returned to Xingge.
The two siblings had dinner and walked in the square together.
Tang Xiaofeng muttered dissatisfied: "Master, really, if you say you didn't expect it, I think he didn't take you to heart."
"Huh?" Tang Lin looked at her doubtfully.
"Master is so powerful and has a sharp mind. How could he not anticipate these unexpected situations? I think he did. His real purpose is to make this purple-winged roc possess us in a panic, and then
Then help us to refine the soul of the purple-winged roc and increase the spiritual power of the possessed person."
Tang Xiaofeng said dissatisfied: "He has forgotten that you are among these people. We are all gods of martial arts, and I have the magic weapon given by the master, so I will be fine. But your strength is too low, and you don't have any strong weapons to protect you."
, once possessed, it is very likely that the body will be taken away successfully!"
"Fortunately, the soul power left by the purple-winged Dapeng monster is not very strong. You can kill it with your soul power." Tang Xiaofeng pouted and said: "But, he will not help you kill this purple-winged roc."
Dapeng soul refining, improving your soul, is really abominable. It seems that he will have to wait until three years later, when you are still established in Xing Pavilion, before he will admit that you are a member of this place."
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