Chapter 957: The Power of Three-Color Thunder Tribulation (1)
Perhaps among the monks who have also overcome the tribulation, his possibility is already relatively high, but facing the three-color thunder tribulation, the probability of failure is still higher.
Everything mentioned above is based on Zong Qing's success in overcoming the tribulation. If he fails once, everything will be lost.
Not to mention the various benefits of the monks present, the only outcome for him is that his soul will be scattered, and he will not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
"Crack" in the sky, as the thunder calamity condensed, thunder shook the heaven and earth one after another, and the ferocious thunder and lightning condensed together, like terrifying thunder snakes, constantly rolling their bodies,
It could surge down at any time and turn into life-killing thunder and slurry rolling down from the sky and covering the ground.
The thunder snakes will also eat each other, the size of these thunder snakes will become thicker and thicker, and the aura of each thunder snake will become more fierce.
Under the cover of layers of dark clouds, the day and night on the Holy Mountain have almost turned into completely opposite states. Only when layers of lightning flash past can it be possible to tear through the darkness for a moment of bright flash.
And passed away.
This special depressive state gave Zhao Shoushou, a newly minted monk, an existence that was like the end of the world, making it impossible to breathe.
"This kind of spiritual depression is really a special experience. Perhaps in addition to the destructive power of thunder and calamity, this kind of depression is a test of the Taoist heart."
"After this test, it may be easier for Zhao to deal with his own thunder disaster in the future, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain."
Although it was very uncomfortable, Zhao Shoushou still persisted. His eyes were sore, but he still insisted on observing the changes bit by bit in the thunder tribulation from a distance, hoping to truly gain something.
There are tens of thousands of monks in the entire world of cultivation, as countless as those who cross the river, and there are about a hundred people in the stage of becoming gods, but having the opportunity to witness an ascension thunder catastrophe with your own eyes is a rare opportunity.
According to records, the last time a monk overcame a tribulation was 1,500 years ago, and the one who successfully overcame it was a full 4,000 years ago. During this long period of time, those who were lucky enough to watch two ascending thunder tribulations were already
Very few exist.
The normal lifespan of a monk in the transformation stage is about three thousand years. If he is under unlucky circumstances, he may never have a chance to observe the thunder tribulation of ascension in his entire life.
Just like the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, more than 90% of the monks in the Transformation Stage may never be able to break through the threshold of the early stage, and more than 97% will not be able to break through the middle stage of Transformation. Only a few lucky ones have the opportunity to advance to the later stage.
Son.
The late stage of divine transformation and the triggering of thunder tribulation are two completely different concepts. Under the long life, the cultivation world has always maintained a scale of three or five late stage monks of divine transformation.
However, there is only one thing that can trigger a thunder tribulation, and there is no pattern. Maybe a newly promoted late-stage monk can trigger a thunder tribulation after meeting a certain condition.
A monk who spent hundreds of thousands of years in the late stage of becoming a god was always stuck in the last step. He had no choice but to sit down and die while watching the longevity approaching.
Of course, when one's cultivation has reached this stage, the quality of the soul has been essentially improved, and one still has a certain right to choose even if he enters the underworld.
As long as you have not had too much karma in this life, you will be taken care of by the underworld if you choose to reincarnate and rebuild. If you don't want to reincarnate, you can also choose to hold certain positions in the underworld and look for opportunities to become ghosts and immortals in the future.
Although ghost immortals are the weakest beings among the same level, they still have the opportunity to be ranked in the immortal class and enjoy a life span that is almost as long as the heaven and earth.
These are just rumors. For any monk, surviving the thunder tribulation and ascending to the spiritual world is always the first choice.
After two days and two nights of preparation, the final preparations for the three-color thunder tribulation were finally completed. The red, orange and yellow thunder tribulation continued to twist in the air, looking like it was about to bite people.
"I have been practicing hard for 2,800 years, and finally waited for today's thunder tribulation to come. No matter whether it is victory or defeat, life or death, today can be regarded as bringing some enlightenment to all fellow Taoists. I will also teach you this life.
It's valuable, hahahahaha." Suddenly Zong Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged on the tribulation platform, burst into laughter.
However, the thunder catastrophe is approaching, and it is destined not to allow a being who is like an ant in its eyes to challenge the majesty of heaven in this way.
"Kacha" was said too late and quickly. Before Zong Qing could finish his words, and the monks present had not yet woken up from these heroic words, a crimson thunderbolt as thick as a thigh had already fallen.
Thunder and lightning are already known for their speed, not to mention that they come from thunder tribulation. Zong Qing had already sacrificed a fifth-level high-grade defensive magic weapon like an umbrella, but it did not play any desired role.
The smoke disappeared, and its only effect was to slightly delay the explosion of the thunder calamity's power.
Thunder Tribulation is a test for the monks themselves. The only thing they can rely on is their own cultivation. The role of all external objects is quite limited.
The crimson thunder calamity fell on Zong Qing, like water falling into a hot oil pan. Two completely different forces broke out in an instant, fighting to kill each other.
Zong Qing's body is like a cauldron that can bear all this. If he can't persevere in this kind of battle, nothing will happen. Once his body collapses, the spiritual soul that has been integrated with it will never be able to survive.
The reason for surviving the thunderstorm.
But after all, he is an old man who has been honing his skills for hundreds of years at the peak of the late stage of divine transformation, and his experience in cultivation is quite solid and experienced.
Facing the invasion of red thunder and lightning, he constantly mobilized a large amount of mana from different locations on his body, performed different types and numbers of fifth-level spiritual arts, and fought against the red thunder and lightning bit by bit.
About a quarter of an hour later, with a burst of white smoke emerging, the first thunder tribulation finally disappeared. However, the thunder tribulation whose self-esteem was challenged obviously would not be given much time to recover.
There are three colors of three-color thunder tribulation. Each color can release three thunder tribulations. The power of all thunder tribulations increases gradually.
The number of the second red thunder tribulation did not increase significantly, but the color became more and more bright, like an ancient fiery red beast falling from the sky. When it got close to the monk's body, it turned into a thunder and lightning net.
, tightly surrounding the monks and making it difficult to escape.
Compared with the attack at a certain point in the first thunder tribulation, this form of so-called full-body encirclement attack is obviously more lethal.
Although Zong Qing resisted with all his strength, white smoke almost emitted from his body, and the special aroma of barbecue filled the surroundings of the Tribulation Platform.
Neither the monks nor the monsters laughed at him in the slightest.