As soon as Song Yizhi landed, she left Feng Canglin behind and ran inside. As she switched bloodlines, the spiritual power in her body surged like a wave.
Black thunderclouds gradually condensed into the blue sky, and the thunderclouds chased Song Yizhi away.
Feng Canlin stepped back to create a safe distance.
When Yuan Xu and the high priest came over, they saw heavy thunderclouds covering half of the Spider Clan's old site.
This massive thunder disaster seemed extremely terrifying.
"boom!"
The thunderstorm did not give Song Yizhi any time to prepare. The moment the thunder clouds successfully condensed, the thunder with a thick adult wrist struck Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi had no intention of resisting this thunderstorm. However, when she was about to use her gun to resist the thunderstorm, the all-too-familiar sense of confinement instantly took over her body.
Song Yizhi was like a puppet being manipulated. She was powerless and powerless to resist the will of heaven. She could only watch the fierce thunderstorm strike head-on.
The thunderbolt fell straight on her body, splitting Song Yi's branches to pieces. The burnt smell drifted into her nose, and the blood that surged up her throat overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
Jing Yishi's earrings did not help her block the lightning disaster, or in other words, Tiandao personally suppressed the defensive barrier of the earrings.
"Boom——"
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"Boom——"
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Thick thunder tribulations fell with thunder one after another. Feng Canglin and the others saw the thunder tribulations falling one after another, giving Song Yizhi no chance to breathe.
Under the intensive lightning disaster, the lightning was so dazzling that Feng Canglin and the others could not see Song Yizhi's figure clearly, so they did not know what Song Yizhi's condition was.
In just half an hour, all eighteen lightning tribulations struck down, but the thunder clouds did not disperse, and the thunder tribulations continued to strike down.
Yuan Xu's voice was cold and hissing like a snake, and his voice was filled with worry, "It seems that the thunder tribulations of the Golden Pill Crossing Yuanying are eighteen, right?"
If he counted correctly, the thunder calamity that just struck was the nineteenth one.
Feng Canglin responded.
Obviously, the thunder tribulation caused by the Zhizhi Golden Pill to cross the Nascent Soul should be... doubled again.
Looking at the thunderclouds in the distance, Feng Canglin's voice was deep, "Back then, Zhizhi built the foundation to cross the golden elixir, which was the Eighteenth Path. With this example, I was mentally prepared, but I also had some luck, but now
…”
This time Zhizhi did not act recklessly. She was the only one within the range of the thunder tribulation. Zhizhi survived the thunder tribulation honestly, but the thunder tribulation still doubled.
And not only did the number of thunder tribulations double, the power of the thunder tribulation was also terrifyingly ferocious.
Zhizhi’s bloodline is truly forbidden by heaven!
Yuan Xu's eyes were dark, and his heart sank when he thought of the... divine pattern between Song Yizhi's eyebrows.
The high priest on the side looked at the thunder disaster scene in the distance, depression lingering in his heart, and his expression was also very solemn.
I just hope that the little princess can survive this thunderstorm smoothly.
But the high priest knew in his heart that with the situation of this thunder tribulation, the possibility of the little princess successfully surviving the tribulation was extremely slim.
When Song Luo and Rong Yueyuan came all the way, they saw the dark thundercloud, and a heavy and depressing atmosphere instantly surged over them.
Seeing Song Luo coming, the high priest was excited. He raised his hand and put it on his heart, bowed and said, "Greetings to the Demon Queen."
Song Luo waved her hand.
Feng Canglin turned his head and glanced at Song Luo, who was a few steps away.
"Song Yizhi?" Song Luo's eyes fell on the tribulation scene in the distance.
Feng Canglin responded. He glanced at the elegant and noble man, feeling a little suspicious.
It's okay for Song Luo to be alone, but why did she bring this fifth elder here?
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and saluted Feng Canglin to say hello.
Feng Canglin nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Song Luo, and he asked directly, "Why did you bring the Fifth Elder?"
Song Luo's voice was as cold as ever, "Song Yizhi asked the fifth elder to take her to the alchemist conference after she survived the thunder tribulation."
Feng Canglin glanced at Song Luo and asked with his eyes, what about you? Why don't you send Zhizhi over in person?
"I'm here to settle the score with you." Song Luo's cold voice sounded, "You help her hide it from me about Song Yizhi forming a pill."
Feng Canglin: "..."
This account may arrive late but it will definitely arrive.
The high priest standing aside silently lowered his presence.
Song Luo sneered coldly and turned away to look at the thunder tribulation. Then her calm eyes gradually became serious, "Is the Nascent Soul thunder tribulation so powerful?"
Zhizhi’s thunder calamity… something is so wrong!
Feng Canlin said nothing.
If they didn't know the inside story, they might mistake this thunder tribulation for the thunder tribulation of crossing the gods or even crossing the combined body.
Rong Yueyuan looked at the purple to black thunderclouds, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness lingering in his heart.
Yuan Xu glanced at Rong Yueyuan, who looked cold, and said, "This is the twenty-fourth thunder tribulation."
"How much?!" Song Luo asked sharply.
Twenty-four?!
There are only twenty-seven thunder tribulations for Nascent Soul to transform into gods!
Song Yizhi can only perform twenty-four steps with one golden elixir to transform the Nascent Soul, and this thunder tribulation has no plans to stop yet!
Is Heaven's plan to chop Song Yizhi to death in a thunderstorm?!
Rong Yueyuan shifted his gaze to Yuan Xu.
Facing Rong Yueyuan's gaze, Yuan Xu said, "The last time I built a foundation to overcome the tribulation was the eighteen thunder tribulations."
Rong Yueyuan's breathing stagnated slightly.
Eighteen ways?
Song Luo's face was tense and she looked increasingly cold, but her red eyes were filled with impatience and worry.
No wonder Song Yizhi asked Feng Canglin to hide it from him after forming the elixir. This time he also chose the demon world to overcome the thunder tribulation. I see!
Many people wouldn't be able to withstand the lightning catastrophe if it doesn't double, but if it doubles and becomes even more dangerous... can Zhizhi be able to withstand it?
Song Luo was anxious and worried.
Feng Canglin put his arms around Song Luo's shoulders and patted her, silently comforting his wife.
"That's the twenty-seventh sentence." Yuan Xu's cold voice was like a heavy hammer hitting several people's hearts.
As they were talking, three more thunder tribulations fell.
Rong Yueyuan frowned, the man who had always been gentle and elegant now looked cold and cold.
"This is the thirtieth chapter." Yuan Xu felt that the black and purple thunder light was too dazzling.
Song Yizhi's thunder catastrophe was not like a catastrophe, but like a punishment from heaven.
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The power of thunder tribulations will be superimposed. Looking at the thunder tribulations that are getting stronger and more chilling, the faces of the five people in the distance are heavier than the last.
The five people present were capable of taking care of anyone, but they were helpless in the face of this thunderstorm.
After a long time, they felt powerless again.
The scope of the subsequent thunder tribulation also became larger and larger, and the five people were forced to retreat.
"Boom——"
Song Yizhi, who had endured thirty-five lightning tribulations, was already at the end of his strength. As the last thunder tribulation full of destructive aura fell, Song Yizhi's consciousness faded.
The thunderstorm fell on his body, and the burnt smell drifted into his nose. After a while, Song Yizhi realized that he could no longer feel the pain.
In other words, she was numb from the pain.
Like a snake, lightning bolts ran wildly through the body, and the already damaged meridians were torn apart by the lightning bolts.
The imprisoned body could not mobilize any spiritual power, and she could not repair the damaged meridians. She could only watch as the damage to the meridians became more and more serious.
Her meridians were like a piece of fine hardwood being thrown into a fire and burned away bit by bit, until only cracked ash remained, which dispersed with a gentle breeze.