Chapter 375 Ten Thousand Sword Robbery
After a fight, Zhuge Fuliang was touched in his heart. He actually chose to make a breakthrough at this time and began to sprint to the realm of the divine period. Coupled with the breath of the road flowing out of the ancient tripod, Zhuge Bulding has a sense in the dark. He is confident that he can definitely sprint to the success of the divine period this time.
"He wants to break through!" Everyone exclaimed.
There was a strange brilliance in Bai Yu's eyes, and he stared closely at Zhuge Fuliang sitting on the ancient tripod.
Xiong Ba held the square sky painting halberd, and his eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled together. Everyone's face showed a solemn look. Zhuge Buzuo can kill the master of the semi-chemical god period in the Yuanying period. If he really breaks through and his strength advances rapidly, I'm afraid it will be troublesome to kill him again.
Zhuge Bulao's whole body became ethereal and ethereal. Sitting on the ancient tripod, his whole heart was surprisingly quiet. Although he experienced a fight, at this moment, Zhuge Buting was particularly calm, as if he had cut off all contact with the outside world.
"Never let him break through smoothly!" Dugulan's body suddenly surged into an ocean-like fluctuation, which was murderous.
"But his place has been sealed, and we can't get in." The elders of Xianhuang Pavilion are also frowned upon.
"Rumble!"
I don't know when a large area of dark clouds gathered in the sky, shrouding Zhuge Fuliang's position, and thunder lights loomed, intertwined like electric snakes.
"The catastrophe has appeared! This is a disaster that every monk must experience when breaking through the divine period. Dugulan's face was full of solemnity, and she secretly thought about how to interfere with Zhuge.
It can be said that everyone present does not want Zhuge Fuliang to break through successfully. If he breaks through the divine period, it will not fly to the sky. At that time, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for anyone in Kyushu to subdue him, unless it is some old monsters in the virtual period.
"Rumble!" The sky is majestic, and the peerless punishment is slowly suppressed. A strong pressure makes it difficult to breathe. At this moment, everyone's face has changed color.
"This disaster cloud seems to be extraordinary." The elder of Xianhuang Pavilion looked up in the sky and muttered, "The thunder disaster has not fallen yet. This pressure alone is unbearable. This is by no means an ordinary disaster."
Dugulan, who stood aside, also nodded and felt the same way.
Bai Yu's face was serious. He also experienced a thunderstorm when he broke through the divine period before, but the thunderstorm he experienced was simply a small witch compared with the heavenly punishment brought by Zhugebuliang at this moment.
Zhuge was unmoved and still sat on the ancient tripod, as if it was integrated with the ancient tripod and combined with the road.
"Cangling!"
The cloud is getting heavier and heavier. The original black ink cloud turned dark purple at this moment. The sound of the sound of the sword came from the cloud. It seemed that there was a peerless sword hidden in the cloud. The sword pierced through the sky and shocked people's hearts.
"I know, this is a sword disaster!" Dugulan suddenly looked at the essence in her eyes and shouted loudly. She didn't have the demeanor of a master at all, and stared at the dark purple clouds.
"Cangling!"
In the clouds, the sound of the sword trembles, and every thunder is like a shocking sword, with strong majesty.
"Senior, what is this sword disaster?" A monk asked carefully.
Dugulan's eyes flashed with a strange light. She stared at the clouds in mid-air and grinned and said, "The sword disaster is a taboo thunder disaster. There is no doubt that I have only heard it in the legend to experience the bombardment of tens of tens of thousands of thunder. I have never seen it with my own eyes. This kind of natural disaster is hundreds and a thousand times more than the ordinary natural disaster. According to legend, this kind of thunder disaster has only appeared twice, but no one can successfully overcome the disaster, and all of them have turned into flying ash under the sword disaster. Hahahaha~~~~ It seems that God wants to kill this little beast and bring down the sword disaster. I'll see how he can survive.
In the end, Dugulan laughed regardless of her image.
"This... Is this ten thousand sword robbery really scary? Some people are skeptical.
"It's need to say that under the robbery of ten thousand swords, no one can come out alive. The boy who was killed by God finally received retribution. He killed innocent people so indiscriminately that even God did not allow him. The smile on Dugulan's face was even more strong.
"Seven-star treasure body, ancient martial arts, everything is an anti-heaven existence. God will never allow this kind of character to appear, and it is doomed to be envied by heaven." The elder of Xianhuang Pavilion said, "It seems that we don't have to deliberately interfere with his breakthrough. Under the sword disaster, he has no life!!"
On a hill, a huge bloody coffin suspended in mid-air. On the coffin stood a heroic man with long blood-colored hair, looking at the clouds in the air and frowning.
"Father, is there anything wrong with the little star?" Xue Er stood behind the man and asked in a low voice.
"The Robbery of Ten Thousand Swords... There is no reason. No matter how much the seven-star treasure body is against the sky, it is impossible to attract such a terrible disaster. The man with a great figure said.
The clouds in the air are getting denser and denser. Under the slow pressure, the huge power is suffocating and faintly visible. There are sharp edges in the clouds, like thousands of divine swords suspended in mid-air.
"I understand!" The burly man said, "The reason why he can attract thousands of swords may be related to this place. This is the Buddha's prison, suppressing too many powerful creatures. He chose to cross the disaster here, and the thunder disaster he attracted was naturally extraordinary.
"What does father mean? Blood doesn't understand." Xue'er's little face turned pale. She had heard from her father's mouth that Zhuge Buliang was mostly bad this time.
The burly man said, "The Buddha's prison fell in Kyushu, which is beyond the limit of the law of the road. There are too many powerful creatures suppressed here. The reason why they can't get out of the prison is entirely because of the suppression of the Taoist realm. He survived the disaster here and touched the bottom line of 'Tao' in the dark. In addition, he killed too heavily just now, which led to a shocking punishment.
"Tao..." The blood showed a look of indulgence.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky, and the dark purple clouds gathered on the top of Zhuge's head, forming a huge vortex, and the thunder flashed in the vortex, like a sea of thunder. Zhuge is located in the heart of Leihai.
"Cangling!"
With a shocking sound of the sword, the thunder condensed into a huge sword split from the air. The vast majesty enveloped the ten directions, and the earth collapsed in an instant.
"Hum!"
There is a seal engraved here. The thunder sword cut on the bloody blood curtain, causing the blood curtain to fluctuate violently, and a small crack appeared on the blood curtain.
"There is a seal here to stop this thunderstorm." People in the distance were surprised.
"Ten thousand sword robberies will bring down tens of thousands of thunderstorms, one more horrible than one. This seal can only last up to ten thunderstorms." Du Gulan said.
"Cangling!"
In the thunder nest, a towering sword condensed by thunder was lowered again and bombarded on the bloody light curtain. The blood curtain shook violently, and the cracks on it were more complicated.
Zhuge Fuliang was still indifferent. He sat on the ancient tripod and was baptized by the spirit of the ancient tripod.
"Cang!"
This time, the sound of Jinge turned into the real sound of the sword. A purple thunder fell, and the thunder instantly formed a huge sword and cut on the blood curtain. The blood curtain faded in an instant, and the cracks were as dense as spider webs.
"Hey hey, I'm afraid it's worse than I thought. This seal can't be stopped." The elder of Xianhuang Pavilion smiled.
"Cang!"
Another thunder sword fell. Finally, the bloody light curtain was difficult to support, declaring that it was broken and dissipated into a blood mist all over the sky.
At the same time, another thunderstorm followed, and the thunder sword ran through the world, and the strong Tianwei completely disintegrated the earth added by Zhuge Budao.
At this moment, Zhuge Fuliang, who was sitting on the ancient tripod, opened his eyes. He rose up and punched the sky, and collided violently with the towering thunder sword.
"Boom!"
The dazzling thunder suddenly appeared, and Zhuge Burang fell from mid-air with a muffled hum. His arm was burned black, with wisps of black smoke. Zhuge Buleang got up from the ground and looked at his almost burnt arm, with a look of surprise in his eyes. This disaster is far more terrible than he thought.
"I don't measure my strength and want to break up the thunderstorm. This is a sword robbery." Dugulan sneered in the distance.
"Hum!"
This time, a total of more than a dozen thunderstorms fell, and more than a dozen towering giant swords were cut off together, almost tearing off the void and running through the world.
Zhuge Buteng stepped on the ground with two feet and stood like Mount Tai. He punched the sky with the ancient tripod on his head. He did not want to completely disperse the thunderstorm, but only wanted to decompress part of the power.
"Boom!"
More than a dozen thunderstorms were bombarded. This time, Zhuge Fuliang was bombarded into the formation, and all of them turned into flying ash within a radius of dozens of miles. The practitioners in the distance retreated in a hurry for fear of twists and turns. Even Dugulan, the elders of Xianhuang Pavilion, Bai Yu, Xiong Ba and others have retreated, which is enough to show their fear of the sword disaster.
Zhuge Butang came out of the formation with smoke all over his body. He was extremely horrified. He didn't expect that he had attracted such a terrible thunderstorm. He quickly mobilized the Zhenyuan in his body and restored the injured body.
At the same time, the ancient tripod is upside down, so that the breath of the road inside can fully warm your body and relieve the injury.
"Ka La La!"
The sea of thunder in the sky is surging. This time, more than 20 thunderstorms have fallen. Each thunderstorm has condensed into a towering giant sword, which is almost going to smash Liao Yu and move the universe.
"Ah!!!"
Zhuge Fuliang roared and stared at Gu Ding flying up, facing more than 20 horrible thunder. He kept patting the void, trying to detify part of the power of the thunder. More than 20 thunderstorms hit him, and Zhuge Bu Liang fell from the air. He was scorched black, like a piece of black charcoal, and his hair had completely turned into ashes.
He was charred black, and even his skin smelled of barbecue. Zhuge was speechless: "What kind of thunder is this? Why is it so domineering?"