On the Great Wall, the Imperial Master, who was fighting Master Lin Peng, suddenly saw the clear sky with large clouds condensed into it.
In that dark cloud, there was an extremely terrifying thunder brewing, which seemed to destroy the heaven and earth.
The two sides stopped fighting, both confused by the sudden turn of events.
boom!!!
The first wave of heavenly tribulation, a total of four thunderbolts, headed towards the fate-controlling figure.
At this time, the Imperial Master finally understood.
"It's a catastrophe!!!"
The Imperial Master roared fiercely, trying to prevent the disaster from coming, but the speed of the thunder was so fast, and the Fate Control Map covered half of the sky. Before the National Master could move, the thunder directly hit the Fate Control Map.
On the scroll of the Life Control Diagram, large space ripples appeared. After the thunder entered, the space gap that had been opened began to slowly close and repair itself.
Soon, the second wave of thirty-six thunderbolts of heavenly tribulation struck towards the life-controlling diagram.
The Imperial Master was so shocked that his eyes were about to split. If he let the calamity strike like this, his plan to control his life would have to be broken into pieces.
He did not hesitate and flew over to stop the Heavenly Tribulation, but Lin Peng's wings spread out faster than him, and he knocked the Imperial Master away.
The thirty-six heavenly tribulations opened more gaps in the space on the Fate Control Diagram, and the entire diagram began to vibrate. The gaps that were split were more difficult to heal.
"Why did you stop me?"
The Imperial Master gritted his teeth and roared.
"I don't know what you are doing, nor what they are doing inside, but to make you so anxious, they must have found a way to crack it. How can I let you interfere with it?"
"Damn it!"
With Linpeng's master blocking the way, the imperial master could not get close to the fate-controlling map.
"Two of you inside, I will let you out. I agree to all your conditions. Don't destroy my treasure!"
Previously, the Imperial Master imprisoned Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu with his own hands. Now, he has to personally beg them to come out.
However, it is easier to invite God than to send Him away.
Wan Lei finally found a way to crack the life-controlling diagram, how could he come out so easily.
The third wave of catastrophe is coming.
Each wave of catastrophes increases by a multiple of nine. How can Yuming Tu be able to resist it all the time?
Hundreds of thunderbolts struck the Fate-Controlling Diagram, and the space barrier on it was shattered and unsustainable. Even the diagram and the scroll had cracks.
Life-controlling space.
After three waves of thunder, Wan Lei discovered that his use of thunder to smash the ball of light had no effect at all. Instead, it was the moment when Thunder entered the life-controlling diagram, and the damage it directly caused to the rules of the life-controlling space after entering, that made him do it.
Serious.
Simply, Wan Lei stopped doing futile things and directly invited the heavenly tribulation to himself to enhance his cultivation. It was better than wasting it.
All those spirit stones were given to Fang Xiaoyu, allowing her to take advantage of the sharp increase in absorption speed when her cultivation level was broken through, to absorb more spiritual energy to replenish her cultivation level.
As for the hissing shouts of the imperial masters outside, they would not pay any attention to them.
There have only been three waves of thunder, and the Fate Control Diagram is already showing signs of instability. The thunder behind it will definitely split it into pieces.
When the fourth thunderbolt appeared, more than half of the space barrier of the Life Control Diagram had been torn apart. The hole-shaped space looked like a collapsed wall, and the outside world could be clearly seen.
Then there was space turbulence, which was not even enough to fill the space gap.
For evil spirits such as ghosts, thunder is the natural nemesis and the most feared existence. The ghosts were struck by the thunder and ran around, and the conflict between them became more and more intense.
It wasn't until more and more space barriers around them were broken and they saw the situation outside that they stopped fighting and looked outside blankly one by one.
There is the Tianduan Mountains.
There is the Great Wall.
There was their former home.
Tears streaming down my face.
"That's home."
"It's them, it's my tribe, that's my son, he's still alive."
"That's my home. There's a village in the valley in the distance. I saw it. I grew up there."
Their descendants, their relatives and friends are all outside, watching them.
"grandfather!"
Deng Yange looked at the life-controlling diagram in the sky, and through the gap in space, he saw the ferocious and thin old patriarch, and he knelt on the ground excitedly.
"Daha, is that you? Have you seen me? I'm here, we are all alive, and we are going home."
Dengyan Juling cried and waved her hands towards the life-controlling map, hoping that Dengyan Daha would notice her.
"Dad, Dad, I'm here, are you okay over there?"
A child, smiling hard, shouting, and waving his hands toward the inside.
Before, he watched with his own eyes as his father rushed out of the formation with a bunch of spiritual stones in his arms, and then exploded.
"Now, do you still miss this ghost place?"
Wan Lei looked at the people crying and laughing around him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After the fourth wave of catastrophe, the rules in the Fate-Controlling Diagram were broken, and the people in the Pure Land also fell down. They had no desires and desires, and looked at the familiar land below with tears streaming down their faces.
It turns out that home has always been there.
It turns out that they don’t really have no desires anymore, they also have things they care about.
Without desire, there would be no disputes and suffering, but there would also be no happiness and warmth.
Most of the people in the Pure Land have been there for a long time. Most of the people they know, their relatives and friends are no longer alive. When they look down at the elephant, the only thing that can carry their thoughts is their homeland.
Nostalgia.
"I want to find my son."
A ghost roared and ran desperately towards a gap in space. However, before he could reach the gap, he was torn to pieces by the turbulent flow of space.
As soon as he moved, countless ghosts moved with him.
"Come back, you can't bear the turbulent flow of space. You will definitely die after passing through. Once I tear up this life-control map, you can go out."
Wan Lei roared and stopped everyone. At the same time, the fifth wave of thunder struck down.
boom!!!
All the thunder in the sky struck Wan Lei's body, and those thunder turned into thunder power, which once again broke through his cultivation level and promoted him to the lower middle stage of Yuan Shen.
The sixth wave...
The seventh wave...
The eighth wave...
The life-control map is already riddled with holes and is on the verge of collapse.
There is no trace of the scroll on the scroll, and there is no trace of the space barrier anymore. There are countless large cracks in the two scrolls, and they will collapse at any time.
"I told you, I will take you home!"
Thousands of thunders roared up to the sky, and the last wave of thunder struck down, and hundreds of thunders were controlled by him.
"I said, give freedom to the beast masters!"
That thunder flashes, destroying all the rules of the life-controlling diagram.
"I said, I want to bring the people here to freedom!"
Wan Lei's arms suddenly opened, and hundreds of thunderbolts struck the two scrolls.