Under the catastrophe, Xie Heng's words finally angered Shu Cang. There was also a crack in the Taoist heart that remained unmoved.
"Haha, fellow Daoist Shu Cang, don't get angry. Being careful will cause serious harm to your body. Hahaha."
Looking at Shu Cang's ferocious expression, Xie Heng, who was under the spiritual gourd, smiled calmly.
"Now, this Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Dragon is about to fall."
Glancing at Shu Cang, who was shaking with anger, Xie Heng finally had a trace of sarcasm on his lips.
"Fellow Taoist, if you lose your original intention, be careful that under the bombardment of this thunder dragon, your soul will return to the wild world. Your fine physical body and magic body, Xie will only be disrespectful."
"Friend Shu Cang, you must stay calm. Haha."
Xie Heng's unscrupulous sarcastic words were heard amidst the roar of the calamity cloud, and even made Shu Cang so angry that the three corpse gods jumped.
"Little beast, I'm going to kill you now."
Zheng~
A clear sword light cut through the sky, cutting through the calamity between heaven and earth, and headed straight for Xie Heng.
Zizzi~
The blood-colored sword energy fell on the body-protecting radiance of the Ling Yun Gourd, and only produced a slight spark of stardust, which made Shu Cang even more furious.
Roar~
Suddenly, in the calamity cloud, the ferocious thunder dragon head of the Blood Thunder Dragon poked out from the rolling red clouds, and roared towards Xie Heng and Shu Cang who were suffering from the calamity.
The terrifying divine power of heaven swept across the sky and completely suppressed the voices of Shu Cang and Xie Heng.
Listening to the thunder dragon's roar, Shu Cang felt a heavenly power as powerful as hell coming towards his face, forcing him to regain his composure and carefully deal with the coming catastrophe.
However, looking at Xie Heng in the clear light, his voice was full of murderous intent and hatred.
"Little beast, when I successfully survive this calamity, I will make you taste the cruelest punishment in the world to vent the hatred in my heart."
Feeling Shu Cang's anger and murderous intent, Xie Heng really didn't take it seriously.
Seeing that Xie Heng's trick of irritating Shu Cang didn't work, Xie Heng's ears heard the faint preaching voice of Ling Yun Gourd again.
"Boy, I have told you a long time ago not to underestimate these old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years. In his opinion, your little tricks are too childish."
"Hehe. It's best if it has an effect. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter."
Listening to Ling Yun Gourd's sermon, Xie Heng didn't take it seriously at all. He took a deep look at Shu Cang in the luck barrier, then ignored it and quietly waited for the arrival of the catastrophe.
"Brother Calabash, why has this catastrophe not happened yet?"
Xie Heng looked up and saw the blood-red thunder dragon surging in the calamity cloud. He could feel the calamity energy of the great avenue rising continuously, and he couldn't help but wonder.
"Boy, the so-called heavenly tribulation is originally a test of heaven for practicing sentient beings. If it falls continuously, it will no longer be a test, but will directly kill them."
"Isn't that what you did when you first opened the Heavenly Tribulation? You actually asked such a stupid question."
Listening to Xie Heng's question, Ling Yun Gourd suddenly said angrily.
"Just wait. When the catastrophe falls, it will be the time when the cause and effect are completely settled."
At this time, outside the imperial capital, countless mortals were quietly staying in the wilderness outside the city under the protection and restraint of the imperial guards.
"Mom, I'm scared."
The woman quickly covered the mouth of the child in her arms and whispered in horror:
"Child, don't talk, don't disturb the Thunder God Immortal in the sky."
Seeing the panic and fear in the woman's eyes, the boy nodded subconsciously. He pursed his lips and buried his head in his mother's arms.
The dark red calamity clouds in the sky were rolling over everyone's heads. The terrifying and oppressive aura between heaven and earth suppressed everyone into silence, and they did not dare to make a sound.
Rumble~
A ray of red lightning flashed past among the red clouds above everyone's heads, making people shiver involuntarily.
Everyone looked at the sky in horror at the roaring celestial phenomena, which made everyone become dead and even the idea of shouting and crying was extinguished. Some just prayed to God to allow themselves to survive in this world.
"My ancestors, do you know when this catastrophe will be over?"
Looking at the crowd of people in Wuyang and Wuyang, who were full of panic under the tribulation clouds and thunder in the sky, Emperor Wenxuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring Dongfang Yuan and others to the front of Patriarch Xuanyuan and whispered.
asked.
"Hey, I don't know either. But I guess it will be soon."
Glancing at the dejected looks of Emperor Wenxuan and others, Patriarch Xuanyuan could only sigh softly.
"You go back and try to appease the people."
Looking up at the endless bloody clouds of calamity rolling in the sky, Patriarch Xuanyuan said in a deep voice:
"As for other things, I and a few others are here, so you don't have to worry."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Wenxuan and Dongfang Yuan and others were relatively speechless.
Finally, Dongfang Yuan asked in a deep voice:
"I would like to ask some of our ancestors, from now on, in our Dayu Empire, will such situations often occur?"
"In this world, are there many immortals like our ancestors hiding in the world? How will the future of our human race deal with these immortals?"
Having said this, Dongfang Yuan and other imperial prime ministers fell to the ground and asked in unison:
"Please ask the ancestor to clarify my doubts."
Everyone was immediately attracted by the movements of Dongfang Yuan and others.
Staring at the kneeling imperial governors, he quietly waited for the responses of the royal ancestors.
Hearing the inquiries from Dongfang Yuan and others, and glancing at the innocent common people, Patriarch Xuanyuan and the others were speechless for a moment. They didn't know where to start talking about these things.
"Just get up and wait."
Finally, Patriarch Xuanyuan let out a long sigh, his voice carrying an unprecedented heaviness.
"I will let you know when this matter is over."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar suddenly sounded in the sky. Bloody lightning pierced the dead night sky.
Rumble~
Roar~
"here we go!"
Hearing this voice, Patriarch Xuanyuan and the others looked at each other and secretly thought in their hearts.
"Here you go, kid, cheer up and carefully search for and understand the secrets of creation in the heavenly tribulation."
Before Xie Heng had time to ask what the "Secret of Creation" was, the thick and ferocious thunder dragon suddenly jumped out of the calamity cloud, split into two, and rushed towards Xie Heng and Shu Cang.
Rumble~
Rumble~
Roar~
Roar~
Two thunder dragon roars resounded throughout the Imperial Capital. In an instant, the sky was filled with bloody lightning, dyeing the dark red night sky blood red.
Zizzi~
The ferocious Thunder Dragon directly collided with the protective Qinghui of the Spiritual Gourd.
The clear brilliance of thunder and lightning, at this moment, actually swallowed each other and annihilated each other, bursting out countless star chips and dissipating in the air.
On the other side, the bloody thunder dragon has completely submerged the rat Cang in the barrier of human luck. Amidst the roaring thunder, the faint murmur of the people came out, causing Xie Heng, who was also in the thunder tribulation, to click his tongue in wonder.
"Huh? Why are there the voices of all the people murmuring over at Shu Cang?"
Glancing at the bloody sea of thunder blocked by the body-protecting Qinghui, Xie Heng asked lightly with a smile on his lips.
"You brat, under such circumstances, if you don't hurry up and find the destiny in the thunder tribulation, why should you care about that Shu Cang?"
Hearing that Xie Heng still cares leisurely about Shu Cang's Lei Jie, Ling Yun Gourd was furious, and his words contained a feeling of hating that iron cannot become steel.
Hearing this, Xie Heng raised his eyebrows and said curiously:
"Brother Calabash, what is the natural disaster?"
"Hey, stupid guy."
Ling Yun Gourd cursed secretly, and then explained briefly.
"The so-called heavenly calamity is the chance of vitality contained in the great thunder calamity."
"The Heavenly Tribulation is not only the cause and effect of the liquidation of Qi practitioners and monsters, but also a trace of great opportunity in this destructive power of heaven, and this opportunity is the opportunity of good fortune."
Listening to Ling Yun Gourd's explanation, Xie Heng suddenly thought of what his master once warned him:
"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and escaping one of them is a glimmer of hope."
Thinking of this, Xie Heng's heart suddenly trembled, and his spiritual sense instantly spread out, carefully looking for any chance of creation in the catastrophe.
At the same time, Shu Cang, who was in the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Sea, was even more tense, and the mana around him was boiling.
The spells in his hands are constantly changing, and through the barrier of human luck, he is constantly extracting bits of bloody thunder from the sea of thunder to refine his own soul.
As the bloody thunder continued to be absorbed and refined by the Yuanso, the strong karma in the Rat Cang Yuanso gradually turned into black mist and dissipated in the sea of thunder.
Staring at the soul above his head, it became purer and purer, and a smile finally appeared on Shu Cang's solemn face.
Click~
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the luck barrier, and Shu Cang was shocked when he heard it.
I saw that the originally thick luck barrier was bombarded by the bloody thunder sea, leaving only a thin layer. It was even covered with criss-crossing cracks.
"not good."
Seeing this, the rat-blue blood-colored eyes narrowed, and a mysterious light shot out from his hand and landed on the twelve-grade lotus platform.
In an instant, a large amount of milky white mist of luck floated out from the eleventh grade lotus petals in the twelve-grade lotus platform, and filled the cracks in the luck barrier, repairing those terrifying cracks.
Seeing the cracks gradually disappearing, Shu Cang finally had a smile of relief on his face.
Glancing at Xie Heng, who was also in the sea of thunder, Shu Cang suddenly felt murderous intent and resentment in his heart.
"Little beast, when I survive the catastrophe, you will definitely regret coming to this world."
Rumble~
Suddenly, the bloody sea of thunder began to ripple again.
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