Chapter 316 Crossing the Disaster
[Brothers with red tickets, come with a hand... Help Xiao Heng get through the thunderstorm... Advanced Yangjing....ใ
Seeing this, Xiao Heng's face suddenly turned awe-in. With a mouth, a mouthful of strong blue air sprayed on the dragon skeleton in front of Xiao Heng's Qinglong's head.
As soon as the dragon skeleton mixed Yuanqi came into contact with the blue air spewed out by Xiao Heng, he immediately sucked in the blue air as if he had been severely stimulated. A domineering extreme, the extremely heavy evil spirit of killing, and then spread out in the white body of the knife.
The blue light flashed, but the dragon skeleton mixed yuan suddenly turned into two, two into four, and four into thousands. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a knife all over the sky. The fierce evil spirit is also revealed at this time.
At this time, the defense endurance of the ten-thousand-year-old black turtle shield seems to have reached its limit. With a few crisp clicks, there were several cracks on it.
When Xiao Heng saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and shouted. The thousands of huge knives instantly twisted wildly towards the two-colored clouds in the sky with a strong power of the sky.
The remaining atmosphere of heaven and earth in this space was also driven by Xiao Heng in an instant. The induced tides of heaven and earth made the whole secret territory run around with hot torrents.
Before Xiao Heng sacrificed the dragon skeleton mixed yuan to the two-color cloud that almost covered the world, the ten-thousand-year-old turtle shield on top of Xiao Heng's head could not be supported.
With a blast, the ten-thousand-year-old turtle shield instantly exploded into countless fragments. Then, the dark thunder with the momentum of destruction also densely bombarded Xiao Heng's green dragon body.
"Boom."
"Oh... Roar..." With the dense explosion, a painful dragon chant resounded through the nine ridges, which also came from Xiao Heng's mouth. At this time, the withered butterfly had already hidden in the distance.
Even if the withered butterfly is already a cultivation in the early stage of the Yangjing at this time, it does not dare to resist the thunder blow. And Xiao Heng is different. Xiao Heng's body is a green dragon in the upper world. If this divine thunder wants to kill Xiao Heng, I'm afraid one or two is far from enough. Moreover, if you want to fully advance to the yang realm, you also need to absorb a lot of pure yang energy. And this divine thunder belongs to the extreme yang. Therefore, all the monks who advanced to the early stage of the yang realm in the late stage of the sky mirror must resist a few divine thunders at the end of this thunderstorm, and store the yang qi in the body and refine it into a trace of pure yang qi.
The more hard-resistant thunderstorms there are, the thicker the pure yang spirit will be. Similarly, after upgrading, the foundation will be much more stable than that of fellow monks.
The spirit dead butterfly itself is a ghost practice and it is difficult to resist the thunderstorm, but fortunately, it got the original spiritual bone with the effect of "Tianluo Monument" at the beginning. After refining, it can turn into the bloody flesh, and the resistance to thunderstorm is also greatly increased.
Because of this, the withered butterfly successfully survived the thunderstorm and broke through the bottleneck that thousands of monks could not break through for life after three years of closure more than a year ago. However, the Ningyang elixir is crucial for Lingkudie to enter the Yang Realm this time. Otherwise, with the slow advanced speed of ghost cultivation, even if Lingkudie is well qualified, it will take at least ten thousand years for it to advance to the Yang Realm.
And Xiao Heng also refined a Ningyang elixir not long before the advanced stage of the dead butterfly, and broke through to the late stage of the sky mirror. At this time, more than a year later, Xiao Heng refined the last Ningyang elixir at a faster speed, broke through the bottleneck, and attracted the punishment demon disaster that would only appear when the holy demon cultivation broke through to the virtual world.
Although the punishment demon disaster caused by Xiao Heng is not as good as one in ten thousand that caused by the virtual demon cultivation, it is still much more horrible than the ordinary Yangjing monk.
With the body of Qinglong, Xiao Heng doesn't know whether he can resist.
However, as long as Xiao Heng thought of the grain snow that was still sealed in the dragon ring, Xiao Heng's gradually withered eyes suddenly glowed again.
"Oh... Roar..." A loud roar that almost shattered the space instantly dissipated the countless dark thunders that continued to pour down like a rainstorm, turning into a flickering dark thunder, slowly falling down like snowflakes.
And the thousands of knives that were strangled with unparalleled power also flew into the clouds like an eagle.
Suddenly, sharp blades, accompanied by a dull sound of thunder, came out of the golden red clouds that covered the sky and the sun.
At the same time, the power of the dark thunder ejected in the clouds has also weakened a lot.
Seeing this, Xiao Heng's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth and spit out nearly a hundred dense cyan swords. As soon as the cyan sword light was spit out, it immediately turned into hundreds of sharp streamers and shot at the pouring dark thunder.
In the "clap" explosion, the dark thunder with greatly reduced power was actually weakened a lot by Xiao Heng's cyan sword light.
Seeing this, Xiao Heng was overjoyed and directly let go of the protective light, revealing the huge dragon body like a huge mountain under the thunder.
The dark thunder hit Xiao Heng's body of Qinglong, and immediately burst out a brilliant black lotus, and then slowly turned into a trace of thunder, attached to Xiao Heng's cyan scales.
At a glance, on the body of a cyan dragon in the distance, the blue light overflowed, and the dense edges of the scales were also constantly flowing with a trace of dark thunder, which looked mysterious.
Seeing this, the frown gradually eased. The original intention to help Xiao Heng overcome the disaster again was also pressed down by Ling Kudie.
As long as it is within Xiao Heng's tolerance, Ling Kudie feels that it is better to let Xiao Heng bear it by himself. After all, the more thunder you bear, the better it will be for Xiao Heng himself.
Thinking of this, Lingkudie's eyes looked again at the two-color cloud that almost covered half of the sky.
At this time, the golden and red gorgeous clouds gradually became thin after Xiao Heng's dragon skeleton was twisted in.
And in the clouds, there are thousands of huge cyan knives constantly stirring crazily at this time. With bursts of dull explosions from time to time, this huge cloud will also be weak. At the same time, the power of the furious thunder will also weaken by one point.
At this time, Xiao Heng below is constantly resisting the punishment demon thunder that ordinary Yangjing monks dare not resist.
The cyan scales that originally flashed with metallic luster also became a little burnt at this time. There is a smell of flesh and blood, and the withered butterflies a hundred feet away can be clearly smelled. However, Xiao Heng's lantern-like dragon eyes were not afraid at all. The true dragon was full of air all over his body, constantly repairing the scorched body bombarded by the divine thunder.
A trace of cold sweat, as soon as it appeared on the huge body, it immediately turned into soaring steam and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Who knows how much pain Xiao Heng suffered at this time? At this time, Xiao Heng was almost completely relying on his will to stick to his body.
If it hadn't been for the weaker and weaker power contained in the thunderbolts, it is estimated that Xiao Heng's will would have been destroyed long ago.
Somehow, a familiar picture suddenly appeared in Xiao Heng's mind.
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"Senior Gu, you moved first." Xiao Hengsheng was afraid that Gu Xue would do it in an instant, so he quickly opened his mouth and explained.
Gu Xue's body trembled, and her cold eyes stared at Xiao Heng tightly. After a long time, she sighed and asked softly, "Look at your previous methods against me, are you a poison?"
"Well, Elder Huigu, yes." Obviously, Xiao Heng also couldn't figure out Gu Xue's intention at this time, but he still answered truthfully.
"Then you have a snake demon on your body. ** Poisonous elixir? Gu Xue's eyes lit up and asked with a slight gasp.
"Well, I'm sorry, senior, I didn't have this." Xiao Heng spread out his hands helplessly, looked at Gu Xue's seductive red lips, squeezed his lips with some unsatisfiedness, and then said slowly to Gu Xue.
Gu Xue looked at Xiao Heng's movements of pursed lips, and there was a trace of blood red on his already flushed face. After the corners of his mouth ** twice, Gu Xue sighed deeply and said in a faint voice, "Well, I can only kill you." With that, a whirlwind immediately gathered in his hand. During this dialogue, Gu Xue's cultivation is enough to restore the spiritual power that can condense the wind blade.
Xiao Heng was shocked when he heard the words and quickly said, "Snake the demon. ** There is no poison elixir, but my skills can remove the poison in your body.
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This picture was exactly what happened when Xiao Heng first knew Gu Xue. At the beginning, Gu Xue was poisoned, and Xiao Heng was unconscious by the space pressure of the transmission array. Both of them lay weakly in the complete ancient ruins.
While Xiao Heng took advantage of it, he also used poison to help Gu Xue draw out the powerful ** poison. And Gu Xue also became Xiao Heng's Taoist couple who was still a few steps lower than her at that time.
Xiao Heng thought of this, and there was a deep cold light in the dragon's eyes.
"Whoever let me die, I will let him die. Even if it's heaven, a god and a fairy, I will kill her. With a roar, Xiao Heng's green dragon body was also shocked. The divine thoughts in the yuan god instantly turned into thousands of paths and shot into the huge clouds in the sky.
Xiao Heng closed his eyes tightly, endured the great pain brought by the divine thought that was broken by the thunder, and desperately invaded the remaining trace of divine thought into the complete knife light that was still wringing in the clouds.
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