"Congratulations, passer No. 12,623, you successfully passed the Misty Rain. You are about to go to the next level, which is also the last level of natural disaster. If you pass safely, you will receive special rewards!"
Feng Jinghong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the green grass around him and the cattle and sheep in the distance. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a long breath and touched his cold neck. What surprised him even more was that
The left hand that touched my neck was dripping with blood!
"Huh, it's really dangerous. If I had stabbed myself with a knife in that dream just now, I'm afraid I would have been dead by now, right?"
Feng Jinghong stood up from the ground and sighed with lingering fear.
"Invite challenger No. 12,623 to enter the teleportation array. If you fail to enter within seven breaths, you will be deemed to have given up and will be sent away from the 'Natural Disaster' trial site!"
"I'm almost dead. I didn't even give him any time to rest. This trial is obviously just risking my life!" Feng Jinghong complained, but still stepped into the teleportation array beside her.
This is an isolated peak. Feng Jinghong stood on the top of the peak, which was only one foot in size, and looked down. As far as he could see, endless clouds surrounded the mountainside. From the mountainside to the peak, it was tens of thousands of feet high. The whole mountain seemed to be one
Two slender swords pierced the sky. Standing on the top of the mountain, Feng Jinghong could clearly feel the boundless peak cold from the biting wind.
"I don't know what the last natural disaster will be. It will definitely be more difficult."
Feng Jinghong murmured in her heart, staring closely at her surroundings and looking at the clear sky from time to time.
Click!
There was a deafening thunder, Feng Jinghong suddenly raised his head, and a red lightning appeared in the clear sky.
"A bolt from the blue! Is this the last step of the natural disaster?"
Without thinking too much, Feng Jinghong hurriedly used the Eight-Ji coffin lamp, but strangely, the eight-ji coffin lamp that had been tried and tested had no effect this time, and the rolling thunder still reached his ears clearly.
Feng Jinghong trembled involuntarily, feeling her brain froze and the light in her eyes dimming.
"Hey, what's wrong with me? Why did my mind go blank just now?" Before he could figure it out, another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and an orange light suddenly appeared in the blue sky.
boom!
After the orange light flashed, a louder voice than before sounded out of thin air. Before Feng Jinghong had time to cover her ears, the rumbling thunder was transmitted into her mind. Suddenly, her clear-thinking brain was in chaos, and she felt a slight pain.
Feng Jinghong felt dizzy for a while, her upright body swayed, and she almost fell off the top of the mountain.
"What kind of thunder is this? Why is it so weird? Why does my brain feel pain..."
Boom!
The washless blue sky then lit up with yellow light, and more than a hundred yellow lightning flashes appeared instantly. The thunder was no longer loud, but became a little muffled.
"No, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous this time!" Looking at the bright yellow lightning, Feng Jinghong hurriedly took back the eight-pole coffin lamp above his head, sat down cross-legged, and sealed his ears with the real power in his body.
Boom! The earth-shattering sound still reached Feng Jinghong's ears. Suddenly, his mind seemed to be pierced by thousands of silver needles. Severe pain instantly spread throughout his body. Feng Jinghong fell to the ground, his hands twitching continuously.
The ground tore his hair.
ah!
Accompanied by Feng Jinghong's shrill roar, another fork-shaped lightning flashed through the clear sky. This time it was actually green, and a huge tree seemed to have grown out of the blue sky.
Boom!
Feng Jinghong, who had just sat up, heard the roar of thunder again. This time, he didn't feel any discomfort. Feng Jinghong was secretly happy and even glanced at the sky strangely. This glance made his lucky mentality collapse instantly.
broken!
"This, this, this thunder actually made sound waves!" The majestic thunder sounded like a wind blowing across a flat lake, creating a layer of sound waves in the blue sky, and an invisible ripple quickly hit Feng Jinghong.
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"The seventh form of destroying demons with the sun! Sword cuts through the clear sky!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Feng Jinghong thought of a way to destroy the Arrancar. He quickly swung the demon sword in his left palm, and an unparalleled sword light suddenly erupted, following Feng Jinghong's movements and piercing the sound three feet away.
wave.
"Zizzizi..."
The sword light cut through the sound waves, but the extremely fast trembling sound waves numbed Feng Jinghong's entire left arm. The two fingers holding the Demon Sword were released, and the last ripples of the sound waves followed Feng Jinghong's weakly hanging arms.
The left arm invaded his mind.
puff……
Feng Jinghong couldn't bear it anymore, her whole body trembled and she spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The sky returned to calm, and there was no more lightning. Feng Jinghong, who was sitting on his back, let out a breath and fell down on the top of the mountain. He smiled with some relief. Suddenly, a smile hung stiffly on his face.
As if she had thought of something, Feng Jinghong sat up in horror, looked up at the boundless sky, and kept mumbling to herself.
"Red, orange, yellow, green... No, the color of this lightning is different every time. The first time it was red, the second time it was orange, the third time it was yellow, and just now it was green... Could it be that this lightning is still different?
Not finished yet? Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, maybe there are also three colors of lightning?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue sky suddenly darkened, and a blue lightning suddenly appeared, filling half of the sky.
"Sure enough, there is still one, what should I do?" Feng Jinghong said with a bitter smile.
The cyan lightning made no sound, and fell on Feng Jinghong the moment he saw it, hitting his Dantian directly.
Feng Jinghong quickly closed her eyes and looked inside. Sure enough, a green lightning shadow appeared on the Dantian, and green light fell from time to time, hitting the rotating Tai Chi diagram. Every time a green light fell, the lightning shadow became dimmed.
But Feng Jinghong's body also trembled once.
"Why does it feel like the energy has been drained from the whole body?" Feng Jinghong was surprised to find that every time a green light fell, his body would become softer. After nine green lights, his whole body seemed to have changed.
The same, paralyzed on the ground, without any strength in his body, his brain was confused, and he was about to fall asleep.
"No, there must be something wrong with the three lightning bolts at the back!" Feng Jinghong bit his tongue hard. The severe pain made him wake up a little. He looked at the lightning that was changing colors and said with certainty.
The green lightning gradually faded and disappeared into the sky.
"Hey, no, why are there still flashes of lightning? Could it be that it's blue lightning now? Yes, it must be like this!"
The occasional flickering electric light had already occupied most of the sky. Feng Jinghong had just determined that it was blue lightning, and a blue light had already hit his heart.
"Roar!"
As soon as the blue light fell, Feng Jinghong let out a miserable roar, his face turned pale, and his whole body was convulsing, as if he was experiencing some severe pain.
In Feng Jinghong's chest, an almost solid blue lightning shadow kept emitting blue light, impacting his Tanzhong point. Every time a blue light fell, his Tanzhong point felt a sharp pain.
This kind of pain is not physical pain, but comes from the soul. It is like the soul being cut by a knife and stabbed by a sword. It cannot be described in words at all.
After nine breaths, Feng Jinghong's body lying on the ground suddenly shook, and a pale yellow figure floated out from his body, struggling to leave the body.
At this moment, Feng Jinghong's eyebrows suddenly emitted a ray of clear light, turning into a palm of light, and slapped the pale yellow figure into his chest with one palm.
"Huh..." As the pale yellow figure entered the body, Feng Jinghong suddenly sat up from the ground, exhaled a long breath, and his absent-minded eyes gradually became brighter.
"No, these thunders are all aimed at my spirit and have nothing to do with my flesh!" Feng Jinghong instantly understood the root cause of her headache, weakness, and loss of consciousness. She immediately cheered up and closed her eyes to recite silently.
Author of "Qing Xin Jue".
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The purple brilliance shines like a huge spider web, covering the entire sky, and the sky is like a hanging blue satin, suddenly torn, and the harsh cracking sound resounds throughout the world. The originally clear blue sky is now like
It is divided into countless pieces of jasper with purple edges, which is coquettish and beautiful.
The thunder that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks was like a giant hammer falling from the sky, hitting Feng Jinghong hard on the head. Suddenly, the heaven and the earth were silent, and everything was silent. Feng Jinghong only felt a bone-piercing cone-like force coming from his forehead.
The huge pain was so painful that it made him want to tear his heart out. At that moment, Feng Jinghong, who was collapsed on the ground, had a sentence in his mind: "As long as I can relieve this pain, I am willing to pay any price!
"
Feng Jinghong clenched her teeth and trembled because of the severe pain. The two rows of teeth rubbed against each other, making a "click-click" sound that made people shiver and raise goosebumps all over their bodies.
After the thunder, there were streaks of purple lightning. The lightning seemed to know that Feng Jinghong was experiencing severe pain. It did not fall quickly, but "crackled" around Feng Jinghong, like a group of lightnings waiting for an opportunity.
Demon.
call!
The severe pain finally dissipated, and when Feng Jinghong felt that his body and brain had become numb, a purple lightning bolt struck his forehead with lightning speed.
Buzz!
Feng Jinghong's brain suddenly woke up. The purple lightning was different from the previous two green and blue lightnings. It was no longer a shadow, but a clear lightning symbol. As soon as it disappeared between his eyebrows, it shot straight into the sky.
Go away in spirit.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The clear stream between her eyebrows finally showed its power. Feng Jinghong endured the severe pain and persisted in reciting "Qing Xin Jue" silently. Through her inner vision, she could clearly see that the clear stream turned into a two-finger-wide shield, exuding radiant energy.
The soft clear light blocked the purple lightning.
Seeing the Qingliu Light Shield appearing, the purple lightning seemed very unconvinced. The half-inch-long talisman shook and turned into a purple electric lightsaber that was about an inch long, slamming into the Qingliu Light Shield.
Seeing this scene, Feng Jinghong was so frightened that her mind was the center of the human body. If she collided like this, let alone her consciousness, her whole head would be exploded. Feng Jinghong was so frightened that she couldn't bear to see the scene of her mind exploding.
As soon as his eyes opened, he withdrew from the inner vision.
After a while, Feng Jinghong felt a slight sting in his head, and a warm current flowed into his limbs in the blink of an eye. His limp body trembled slightly, and he was instantly filled with strength.
"Hmm..." Feng Jinghong made a comfortable noise, closed her eyes gently, and didn't think about anything. She just wanted to quietly enjoy the satisfaction of this moment.
"Congratulations. As the monk No. 7393 who successfully passed through the colorful thunder and natural disaster, the master will give you a mysterious gift. Please wait patiently!" The crisp voice sounded again.