"Rumble" Deep in the valley, deafening thunder resounded throughout the sky, while cyan lightning replaced all the light in the space and filled the space.
The source of the thunder and cyan lightning was the huge spiritual formation in the sky.
Waves of powerful and violent fluctuations spread out from it.
The space with a radius of thousands of feet seemed to have turned into a world of thunder at this moment.
Countless blue sky thunders roared down, like violent wind and rain, continuously hitting a slender figure below.
A huge roar echoed in this space.
That figure seemed to be bathed in the blue lightning that filled the sky, but it stood proudly.
As he waved his hands, waves of majestic spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged out, forming an extremely strong shield, which contained those All the cyan sky thunders with terrible power were resisted and fell down, making it impossible for them to cross the thunder pool even half a step.
After four months of training, Mo Zhiyao was now able to mobilize the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth with just a single movement of his hands and feet.
He looked quite relaxed and casual, as if he was using his fingers with his arms.
At this time, each of the sky thunders emitted by the Sky Water Blue Thunder Formation had the terrifying power to seriously injure a peak nine-line transformation expert, and their number also reached ten thousand.
Facing such a number of terrifying sky thunders, Mo Zhiyao had a relaxed expression on his face.
Every time he waved his arms, he was able to resist a huge blue thunder, making it unable to get close to him within a radius of ten feet.
Outside the Tianshui Qinglei Formation, two beautiful figures stood side by side, it was Ling Long and Qing Xin.
"The potential of Zhiyao's qualifications is really amazing.
In just four months, he has already reached this point.
Qingxin, it seems that you also practiced for two years before you reached this point.
To that extent."
There was undisguised shock and admiration in Linglong's beautiful eyes, and he said to the blue-eyed girl beside him.
"Humph" Qingxin pouted her red little mouth, but said nothing.
Even with her usual pickiness, she had to admit that Mo Zhiyao's progress was far faster than her own back then.
However, she was so proud that she would never admit it out loud.
"There are still less than two months until the God's Burial Demonic Origin is opened.
With Zhiyao's current strength, if you enter it, as long as you don't meet those old monsters who hide in the world, there will basically be no problem."
Linglong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said softly.
Qingxin nodded when he heard this.
Although in the past four months, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation had not made any breakthrough, he was still in the late stage of the transformation of the six lines.
But its combat power is completely different.
Now the latter, Qingxin thinks to herself, if they start fighting again, they must go all out at the beginning of the war, otherwise, the outcome will be unpredictable.
Thinking of this, Qing Xin couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly.
You must know that compared with her own, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation level was far behind her.
In all these years, Qing Xin has never met a strong person who can face a strong person in the calamity realm with his cultivation in the realm of transformation.
Even if the Nine-Line Transformation is facing off against the Single-Line Yingjie, the huge gap in strength is enough to give the latter an absolute advantage and completely crush it.
"I got some news from some channels.
This time, the Fengshen Burial Demon Plain has attracted even those old monsters who have been hiding their abilities and biding their time and not caring about worldly affairs.
You and Zhiyao must be extra careful after entering."
Ling Lu Turning his head, he looked at Qingxin with beautiful eyes and said seriously.
"Zhiyao and I" Qingxin was startled when she heard this, and then her pretty face changed slightly.
"Sister Linglong, why don't you go this time?"
In the Fengshen Burial Demon Plain, various ancient ruins abound, and there are no restrictions on cultivation level.
All powerful men in the Demon Sea of Fog and God's Domain can freely enter it.
Although Ling Lu has a strong cultivation base, he probably won't let this opportunity pass him by.
But now that she said it, she didn't seem to be involved, which surprised Qingming.
"Oh, I want to go in too.
But unfortunately, I seem to be unable to control the last catastrophe."
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Ling Long sighed and said helplessly.
The timing of the nine heavenly tribulations can be controlled by the monks themselves.
But the so-called control means that it can be done in advance but cannot be delayed.
In other words, when one's cultivation reaches a certain limit, it is necessary to trigger a catastrophe.
Although there are some means to suppress cultivation, they are not endless.
When the limit is reached, disaster will come forcibly.
"Sister Linglong, your ninth heavenly catastrophe is about to come."
Qingxin's face suddenly changed dramatically, and her delicate body trembled.
Although every catastrophe is extremely dangerous, if you want to compare it, the last catastrophe can be said to be a real catastrophe of life and death.
Successfully survive, and from then on enter the ranks of true top powerhouses, touch the ancient realm, become immortal, and exist forever.
If you can't get through it, your spirit and form will disappear and disappear into thin air.
Ling Lu's cultivation had already reached the realm of Seven Tribulations after accepting the legacy of the old palace master.
After so many years, I have already broken through to the nine lines to welcome the disaster.
It's just that she was very cautious about the last catastrophe, so she kept suppressing her cultivation so as not to reach that critical point.
But now it seems that this kind of suppression has reached its limit.
Even if she doesn't want to, she will face the last catastrophe.
The original plan was for Ling Long to trigger the last heavenly catastrophe after the opening of the Gods and Demons Burial Plain.
Unexpectedly, God was not as good as God, and she could not wait until that time, so she was unable to enter the Gods and Demons Burial Field this time.
"Sister Linglong, how sure are you that you can survive this last life and death disaster?"
Qingxin couldn't help but pull Linglong's sleeves with her jade hands, and asked with worry in her beautiful eyes.
Ling Long has been with Qing Xin since he was taken in by the old palace master of the previous generation.
The relationship between the two is even greater than that of biological sisters.
Knowing that Ling Long was about to face the last catastrophe, how could Qingxin not be worried to death.
You must know that since ancient times, those who can successfully survive the ninth heavenly tribulation are extremely rare.
The old palace master of the previous generation died because of his failure to survive the ninth heavenly tribulation.
Now, decades later, Ling Lu is also facing this last catastrophe, and no one can guess the final outcome.
"How can I be sure?"
Ling Long smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
If she was really sure, she wouldn't have been delaying it for so many years without trying to draw it out.
"However, everything depends on human beings.
As the saying goes, man can conquer nature.
Back then, with my small cultivation of Hedao, I was able to find a glimmer of hope in the Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea.
I was also able to stand out from the competition of so many fellow apprentices and win the title of Palace Master.
"Hey, there's no doubt that I won't be able to survive this last catastrophe," Ling Lu said in a cold voice, his beautiful eyes shining brightly.
"You don't have to worry too much about me, take care of yourself and Zhiyao.
I can't accompany you to the Conferring God Burial Demon Plain this time, so you have to be more careful.
Last time you and Fang Lie had a quarrel and both sides were hurt.
If not I arrived in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to get away.
This time, he will definitely go in, if you encounter him, you have to be careful."
Ling Lu's face was slightly cold, and Yu Rong looked at Qing Xin solemnly and said.
"Fang Lie" heard the name, and the chill all over Qingxin suddenly became stronger.
An uncontrollable cold light passed through her bright eyes, and the cold murderous intention swept out of her delicate body like a cold wind, causing the surrounding people to panic.
The temperature of the space dropped suddenly.
"boom" Just when Qingxin's body was filled with murderous intent, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in the sky above, and the two of them quickly looked up.
I could see thunderclouds surging in the sky, like a vast sea of thunder.
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In the thunder sea, countless cyan thunders slowly squirmed, and finally, a huge thunder, like a cyan thunder dragon, gradually condensed and formed.
A terrifying wave that destroyed the world spread out from it, and the scene was like a volcano about to erupt.
Below, Mo Zhiyao stood proudly in the void, stepping on the void.
There was no emotion on that young and handsome face, and he looked extraordinarily quiet.
He raised his head slightly, and the huge blue thunder dragon was reflected in his dark eyes.
Deep in his eyes, there was a touch of unruly madness, quietly emerging.
"Is this the last step?
Then come down."
An indifferent voice came softly from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, but it echoed in the world.
"Rumble" As if in response to Mo Zhiyao's words, the ten thousand-foot-long blue thunder dragon in the sky suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar.
Its huge body snaked around, and endless blue arcs of electricity circled around it.
The momentum was enough to make people...
He was so horrified that he felt chilled in his heart.
However, looking at the flying arc of the ten thousand-foot-long thunder dragon, the corners of Mo Ziyao's lips were quietly raised, and then slowly widened, filled with disdain and madness.
Stretching out his arm, Mo Zhiyao pointed at the thunder dragon, and then bent his palm.
"bring it on" In the sky, the cyan thunder dragon seemed to have sensed Mo Zhiyao's provocation.
Its huge body suddenly started dancing crazily, bringing up cyan thunder that filled the sky.
Finally, with a flick of its giant tail, it suddenly roared down.
The thunder dragon roared down, and the whole world seemed to tremble.
Mo Zhiyao's indifferent eyes suddenly became sharp at this moment, and then he clasped his hands, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him suddenly rioted, surging crazily, and then gathered in front of him.
The layers of spiritual energy of heaven and earth are like a vast ocean.
In the spiritual sea, spiritual energy surged endlessly, like a tsunami.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao was shocked and mobilized all the spiritual energy in this Chongling Valley.
The next moment, the huge blue thunder dragon, carrying a huge shadow, was like a meteor falling from the sky, and hit hard on the ocean of spiritual energy in front of Mo Zhiyao: