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Chapter 4 The Atmosphere Is Wrong

Generally speaking, those who dare to watch the golden elixir monks' heavenly calamity at close range are at least the ruthless ones among the golden elixir monks.

But in the face of this alien catastrophe, even those ruthless people have distanced themselves further.

Especially in order to see the surrounding situation better, except for Wang Li and his senior sister, the rest of the monks relied on flying escape magic weapons to fly in the air.

In fact, so far, no one has noticed the two of them.

Especially at this time, the cold wave has formed a thick fog, and they have not used any magic weapon to defend themselves, and I am afraid that no one will notice their existence.

There was a muffled popping sound and a muffled buzzing sound. At this time, the other two magic weapons of Patriarch Tonghui almost simultaneously couldn't withstand the impact of the power and collapsed.

As the last power was squeezed out, the already broken purple bellyband burned into pieces of snow-white ashes. The warm-colored white jade ancient coin in the hand of Patriarch Tonghui was not damaged after a muffled earthquake.

It just no longer exudes that hazy white brilliance.

The moment the hazy white light shield outside him disappeared, Patriarch Tonghui gritted his teeth, flicked the sleeve of his left Taoist robe, and hundreds of red-gold talismans flew out.

These talismans are thunder-drawing talismans that he has refined and accumulated over the past hundred years. Although they are one-time consumption magic weapons, the spiritual materials for making such thunder-drawing talismans are very precious. Originally, in his plan, they were to be used in the first place.

Used during triple thunder tribulation.

But now I can’t care about so much. Since I don’t know why there was such a different kind of thunder tribulation at the beginning, who knows what the second thunder tribulation will be next, I can only hold on as long as I can.

The thunder-inducing talisman specially prepared for this kind of catastrophe has an absolutely extraordinary momentum when it appears. Each red-gold talisman instantly makes a loud "arrogant" sound and turns into a red-gold dragon shadow towards the dense golden tribulation above.

Yun rushed away, with a rather unnatural and solipsistic aura.

Small but terrifying ice soul thunders were pulled by these red-gold dragon shadows, like countless fresh roots growing out of the void that were constantly tied to those red-gold dragon shadows. With these,

The red-gold dragon shadow rushed into the golden calamity cloud, and the astonishing cold air spread in the calamity cloud. The coldness around the barren mountains below was instantly not as strong as before.

"I'm afraid this thunder talisman was refined using true dragon blood. This ancestor Tonghui is indeed extraordinary!"

Master Bai Xi's expression became more solemn. He didn't know that Patriarch Tong Hui had already used all the treasures he had to deal with the third thunder tribulation. He just felt that Patriarch Tong Hui's move was simply too generous.

"What's going on?"

Patriarch Tonghui had just bought himself some time to think. He quickly went through all the magic weapons in his hands in his mind, and sacrificed a set of fish bone magic swords that he thought were suitable at this time, but one hundred and eight

A light yellow fish bone magic sword had just been suspended around him, and before it truly formed a sword formation, he suddenly realized that the chill in the calamity cloud was still rapidly dissipating, and the strange milky white calamity thunder had become significantly sparse.

.

In addition to him, Wang Li, who was closest to the center of the catastrophe, also felt this abnormality for the first time. He immediately turned to look at the female cultivator beside him and said: "Senior sister, this doesn't seem right. This time

Why does it seem like the first level of lightning disaster is about to pass, and why does it last for such a short time?"

The female cultivator said: "Yes."

"Well, what do you mean?" Wang Li looked at her speechlessly: "Senior sister, I feel like I can't communicate with you normally."

Female nun: "That's normal. I'm a mushroom now."

Wang Li: “…….”

"What is this?" Patriarch Tonghui looked at the calamity clouds in the sky with great confusion.

In just a few breaths, the ice soul thunder in the sky almost completely disappeared, but the bottom of the golden calamity cloud in the sky turned into a red color, as if there was fire coming from the calamity cloud.

The bottom comes out.

The one hundred and eight light yellow fish bone magic swords have begun to slowly turn into light blue, and the power contained in them has begun to be released, but now he is a little hesitant.

He is probably also the first tribulation monk in the history of Xiaoyuzhou who still has time to hesitate during the golden elixir tribulation.

Has the first stage really passed?

Now is the second thunder tribulation about to begin?

I don’t know what kind of thunder tribulation this second level of thunder tribulation is, so will I let go of these fish bone magic swords now?

boom!

A deafening thunder suddenly sounded.

"What kind of alien calamity thunder is this?"

The tribulation-watching monks present were all shocked in their hearts. It was obvious that this was really the second level of thunder tribulation. The ice-soul sky thunder containing astonishing chill had completely disappeared. At this time, people swarmed out of the tribulation clouds.

What came out were streaks of blood-red tribulation thunder that seemed to be solid.

This second thunder tribulation seems to be even weirder than the first thunder tribulation. Not to mention that the thunder only sounded once. After these thunder tribulations, which were as tight as bright red corals, emerged from the tribulation clouds, they actually

They do not fall directly, but continue to pile up and join together in the air.

"I….!"

Patriarch Tonghui had never seen this kind of thunder catastrophe in the records. He was really speechless. Anyway, he didn't know what kind of thunder catastrophe it was. He simply moved his heart and pointed his finger, and the thunder catastrophe would surround him.

All the fish bone magic swords were released.

Chi chi chi chi… There were countless crackling sounds. The moment these fish bone magic swords, which were several feet long, turned into a deep blue when their power was activated, they were surrounded by a layer of extremely tough water light.

These magical swords continuously absorb water vapor from the surrounding space, and an expanding rotating white wave is formed around each sword in an instant. At the same time, these magical swords are like living creatures, and they continue to stab those blood-red calamities one after another.

The place where thunder is most concentrated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!…….

These magic swords and blood-red tribulation thunders wrapped in huge waves collided in the sky. In an instant, it was like a turbulent river spreading out in the sky, but those blood-red tribulation thunders were in such majestic waves.

Under the impact, they actually stood motionless in the air, and as they continued to pile up, they faintly formed like lotus flowers.

"They've all already been transformed into lightning tribulations?"

Patriarch Tong Hui's face suddenly turned pale. He no longer guessed what kind of thunder tribulation this was. A dirty black light with some mottled colors flew out from his sleeve and instantly turned into a round cover.

A big umbrella was held above his head.

The moment this dirty black light appeared, Wang Li's eyes suddenly lit up.

The sound transmission from the senior sister next to him suddenly sounded in his ears, "Except for those fragments, if you can't get the other magic weapons, you must get this Yin Thunder Umbrella."

Wang Li nodded subconsciously.

In fact, he knew this without her reminding him.

Because this was originally the purpose of their coming here.

The aura of this magic weapon was so unique that it was absolutely impossible for him not to recognize it.

"Yin Lei Umbrella, this is a Yu-level spiritual treasure, and it is indeed in the possession of Patriarch Tonghui!"

This large umbrella with a round cover was spinning on the head of Patriarch Tonghui. At this time, the dirty black light was splashing, and its specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but the eyes of most people present were already firmly attracted by it.

, and it’s getting hotter and hotter.

The large round umbrella emitting dirty black light continued to rotate, and the black light on the edge of the umbrella gradually condensed into substance, and then lightning gradually emerged from the black light.

This is not an illusion.

In just an instant, countless screeching noises were heard around the large round umbrella that completely covered the figure of Patriarch Tonghui, and then an unspeakable burning smell filled the air.

Rays of lightning were like strange claws, expanding outward from the edge of the big umbrella.

Different from ordinary lightning, the lightning inspired by this large round umbrella looked a bit eerie, and even seemed to exude a watery luster inside.

But as the thunder light expanded, a terrifying pressure that could almost compete with the calamity thunder made all the Jindan monks present feel numb.

The sound of the crashing waves in the sky also became quieter.

Those fish-bone magic swords that Patriarch Tong Hui spent a lot of effort to refine soon became unable to hold up. The watery brilliance wrapped around them did not disappear, but was penetrated by the red light of the blood-red Tribulation Thunder and turned red.

Then the vitality in the sword bodies of these fish-bone magic swords began to run wild and disorderly.

The fishbone swords that had originally turned blue and crystal clear soon became like a leaky sheepskin raft flying around in the sky, and then a large amount of powdery red smoke was sprayed out from the tail of the sword hilt.

After flying in the air for about ten breaths, the power of these magic swords was lost and turned into a transparent empty shell, and then continued to fall into the barren mountains below, falling to pieces.

The number of tribulation-watching monks present this time was a bit strange, but no one could tell what kind of tribulation thunder it was. They just felt that this tribulation thunder was so disturbing that it could directly erode the embryo of a magic weapon.

body.

But at this moment, something seemed wrong in the atmosphere.

The thunder light inspired by the Yin Lei Umbrella spread its teeth and claws, and the dirty black thunder light even seemed to invade the golden calamity cloud above.

These terrifying blood-red tribulation thunders have actually begun to become sparse.

"Is this second thunder tribulation over?" Wang Li was stunned.

"Yeah." The female cultivator next to him finally moved this time and nodded.


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