Chapter 157 Catastrophe
Everyone was shocked. Lu Chong's first natural disaster was the thunder formed by the electric light, as well as the wind and fire disaster. He resisted it with his body.
The second disaster is this purple sea, with a total of nine thunderstorms. Now it has just experienced three or four times, and few people think he can survive.
The great saint of Sanshan shouted in the void: "Kid you have to hold on. It is rare in ancient times to encounter such a catastrophe baptism, and there are many benefits of cultivation in the future!"
Lu Chong said that he had no energy at all and could not be distracted. If he was not careful, he would become ashes and everything would be empty.
At this moment, he was in severe pain, and Lei Mang pierced his body in many places. If other monks had already been destroyed, even the ashes could not be left.
"Boom!"
Another thunderstorm came, the sky and the earth shook, and the purple light wrapped him through the sky and the earth, like countless amazing dragons soaring in the sky.
The heavenly wheel floated and suddenly appeared, hanging above Lu Chong's head. He experienced a thunderstorm with him and was wildly hit by the purple sea, leaving countless electrical traces, leaving innate lines.
People hold their breath and watch quietly.
The fifth and sixth...
People were surprised to find that Lu Chong was infinitely close to the ninth thunderstorm and was about to rush through, and everyone was extremely shocked.
The ninth thunder tide came as scheduled, and the purple became the only one in the world. Lu Chong, like a leaf of duckweed in the tsunami, was submerged in an instant.
"Boom!"
Endless thunder and lightning, the blazing light, make heaven and earth as bright as day, dazzling, like endless fire burning, burning and collapsing the void.
"buzz"
In the end, the void trembled, the purple sea disappeared, and the sky and the earth calmed down in an instant, as if it had never happened.
"Dang!"
A trill came, and the mysterious and extraordinary wheel of heaven fell to the ground, breaking this tranquility.
People are surprised. They don't know whether Lu Chong is dead or alive. In front of the ruins, a figure is dark, no different from coke, standing there motionless.
"He rushed through the disaster?"
"No, there is no vitality, and the body is dry."
"This is... Is this boy fallen?"
Many monks were talking, and it was noisy, and everyone noticed that the charred body had lost its vitality.
"bang"
Lu Chong fell straight down, and his charred body, like charcoal that had experienced fire, was almost dead.
"Dead, it failed!"
"This terrible catastrophe really can't be overcome. Few people can be exceptions for countless years."
"It's almost successful, but it's gone like this."
There is a hustle and bustle between heaven and earth. There are sympathizers and gloating. People's reactions are different, and many major forces have breathed.
"Kara!"
Suddenly, there was a soft sound in front of the ruins after the lightning strike, and the burnt black body moved like charcoal.
Lu Chong slowly stood up. Although his whole body was scorched, his eyes were extremely clear and bright.
Then, the sound of cracking came out, his body surface cracked, a layer of burnt old skin fell off, glittering, and the newborn body appeared.
"He is not dead!"
"Thunder and lightning baptized his body and was reborn in the Purple Sea, and his body must be stronger!"
Everyone was shocked and never thought that Lu Chong would survive.
The burnt old skin fell, and Lu Chong bathed in thunder and lightning, and the new body flashed, full of powerful power. His eyes were clear, his black hair was flying, and he put on a white dress, like a fairy revive.
Everyone was shocked and the Eucharist was sound. Does this mean that he succeeded?
"buzz"
Suddenly, everyone was palpitated and almost breathless.
People were shocked and couldn't help looking at the sky. The thunder was like thousands of troops and horses rushing down. The three great saints were shocked and suddenly ran away.
"Little boy, be careful!" Sanshan shouted, "You have been in bad luck for eight lifetimes. If you encounter an extremely terrible natural disaster, there will definitely be four disasters, and there will be nine small disasters in each of the last three years."
"And..." Lu Chong's eyes bloomed and looked up at the starry sky. He has gone through two disasters, a total of 12 small disasters, and has not been completed at all.
"Boom!"
The thunder fell down. This time it was not the sea of thunder, but nine virtual shadows, intertwined with electric light, like nine gods!
"What is that? How can there be life in Thunder?"
Everyone was stunned. Nine figures were formed by thunder and lightning. Some looked like human bodies, some were like real dragons, and some were like birds, animals, fish and insects, all of which were different.
"Is it true that the thunder disaster has the will to give birth to an immortal god like the moon?" Many monks were terrrant.
"They are not gods, but intertwined with the power of thunder and lightning, which is a kind of terrible disaster." The Great Sage opened his mouth, his words were calm, and he did not continue to hide his trace.
Various ancient books have different opinions. Ancient sages believe that thunder disaster is inspired by heaven and man, which is closely related to the robbery itself.
"Boom!"
When everyone talked about it, Lu Chong had already fallen into greater suffering and was entangled with one of the virtual shadows, almost in a war. This time, not only was his body experiencing disaster, but his mind also rushed out and was baptized by lightning, suffering the same severe pain as smashing.
The first shadow was finally shattered, but the second loud noise came again. It was a phoenix that swooed down with red thunder.
The thunder and lightning that turns into creatures has unimaginable power, far more horrible than the thunder sea!
Lu Chong was covered by the phoenix, and his powerful mind was sharpened and turned into a blazing beam of light, almost burning. He was in great pain, but he endured it.
The third and fourth...
If a god-like figure rushes one after another, there will be nine disasters. Lu Chong's body and divine thoughts will experience disasters at the same time. If he persist, he will not die, which is the baptism of Nirvana's rebirth.
If you can't resist it, it will disappear forever.
At the same time, his heavenly wheel is also receiving the impact of all this, leaving more innate lines on it.
"Boom!"
With the last loud sound, the ninth figure like a fairy king rushed down, hit Lu Chong and flew out, and then was quickly caught up, and endless thunder and lightning flooded it.
He was swallowed by the fairy king, which made everyone exclaim and nervous attention.
"Puff"
The fairy king was cut open, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and the world became peaceful again. Lu Chong's mind was like a golden sun, extremely blazing.
After the baptism of thunderstorm, his mind was obviously different, with a breath of near gods.
Lu Chongming realized that if it was true, his divine consciousness captured the trajectory of the Tao in the thunder and lightning, holding the Bodhizi in his hand, and felt a lot of feelings. He felt that he was about to completely break into the Holy Land.
"Ky, be careful, the unreasonable chaotic thunder has arrived!" There is a great saint who screams. At this moment, there is no enemy between us. With the existence of such a genius, it is a kind of luck to watch him overcome the disaster.
Nine thunderstorms fell from the sky, and there was a wisp of chaotic air circulating in each lane, making people feel the breath of the beginning of heaven and earth!
"It's really a chaotic thunder. Although it's only a wisp, it's also horrible!"
The great saints first changed color, and then their eyes were a little different. The later great saints of the Hundred Cities League changed color, and so did the great saints of Youyue God and Tianfomen.
"Before the ancient power sacrifices the holy soldiers, they will be baptized with endless chaotic thunder!"
Many old people are hot-eyed. Refining soldiers with nine rays of chaotic thunder gas in the big thunder will definitely have endless wonderful uses and improve the quality of magic soldiers.
However, Lu Chong has to use it to refine his body, which is shocking just by imagination. What kind of ordeal will this be?
"Boom!"
The first thunderstorm almost smashed Lu Chong's body, and the chaotic thunder in it was too horrible!
He was bloody, his bones sounded, his mind was broken, and the traces on the tripod were tired. His whole body was hurt and crumbling, and he could hardly support it.
However, Lu Chong's will is like iron, and his thoughts quickly gathered and turned into an ancient tower, absorbing the chaotic gas and quickly melting it
The mark of Tao!
The innate avenue lines are embedded in chaotic thunder, making him physically and mentally ethereal, and then his injury recovers quickly, as if he were reborn in a bath of fire.
"Boom!"
The second thunder fell, almost tearing him apart, but finally took it.
"Boom!"
The third chaotic thunder fell, Lu Chong looked up to the sky and roared, and his body, thoughts, and tripod shook together, facing the sky.
When the seventh thunder and lightning fell, Lu Chong was almost dispersed, which was terrible than all the thunderstorms he had experienced before. The white bones were stubble, and the pale golden blood was almost dry.
But he still struggled to reunite his mind and turned it into a clock, fixing the chaotic gas and letting it flow between the divine consciousness, the body and the tripod.
"Boom!"
The eighth thunder and lightning struck, and Lu Chong's injury became more serious. He almost became meat sauce, and most of his bones were broken, but he still persisted.
Broken thoughts gathered together, turned into a tripod, sealed the chaotic air, felt the mark of the road, and used it to repair the body and divine thoughts, and at the same time baptized the heavenly wheel.
"Boom"
Finally, the last chaotic thunder and lightning fell down and penetrated Lu Chong's body in dozens of places, and he almost broke into several pieces.