This is a world of thunder.
There is nothing else between heaven and earth.
There are only golden lightnings connected into one piece and destructive thunder arcs that seem to contain terrifying power.
The low thunder echoed between the heaven and the earth, and an ancient and powerful wave spread out, covering all directions.
The next moment, countless huge golden thunderbolts, like thunder dragons, kept flashing down from the sky, and the roaring sound was endless.
The whole world was trembling violently at this moment.
A figure emerged from the ripple-like space fluctuations, standing in this thundering world.
His handsome face, slender figure, and dark eyes are as deep as the vast starry sky.
This figure is none other than Mo Zhiyao who came here from the third floor of the Condensation Tower.
Today, his aura is restrained and does not leak out at all.
But within the seemingly calm body, there is a moving coercion seeping out.
That kind of pressure made the already trembling Thunder World become even more turbulent, as if it could not withstand the oppression brought by Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao, who successfully completed the third condensation tower tempering, has now successfully survived the sixth heavenly tribulation.
Whether it is the strength of cultivation or the strength of one's own body, they are all incomparable.
Standing in mid-air, Mo Zhiyao looked at the thundering world in front of him, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
Wild and low thunder continued to sound in the sky.
The thunderclouds above were endless, with no end in sight.
The roaring sound was like an angry earthquake in the sky, and the sound was quite terrifying.
Within the thick thunderclouds, streaks of lightning containing extremely destructive power poured down almost continuously, and then struck hard on the ground below.
Golden arcs of lightning spread across the surface of the earth like spiritual snakes, and the harsh hissing sound was heart-stopping.
"Is this the last level of the Condensation Tower?"
Mo Zhiyao raised his head and looked at the thunderclouds covering the sky and earth above.
He could feel the violent fluctuations in them.
That kind of fluctuation makes one's scalp numb.
Mo Zhiyao held his hands behind him and slowly clasped them.
At this moment, no one saw that the space in his palm was violently distorted.
This was because it could not bear the power of his now powerful body.
"If I successfully survive this level of tempering in the Condensation Tower, my physical body should be able to withstand the ultimate magic weapon form of the Nine-wheeled Demonic Sun."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes showed a look of fanaticism, Whispered to himself.
After tempering on the second and third floors of the Condensation Tower, Mo Zhiyao's physical strength has been greatly improved.
You must know that before entering the Condensation Tower, his physical body could only withstand the form of the magic weapon transformed by the four-wheeled magic sun.
This kind of improvement is quite satisfying even for Mo Zhiyao, who has always been demanding.
But now, he has a hunch that as long as he successfully survives the tempering of the fourth level of the Condensation Tower, his body will be able to withstand the ultimate form of the Nine-wheeled Demonic Yang.
"Then come on, let me see how terrifying this world of thunder really is."
Mo Zhiyao looked up at the sky, his face and body were unruly and arrogant, and his eyes were even hotter.
And the moment Mo Zhiyao's voice just fell, as if in response to him, the thundercloud above his head turned into a whirlpool, and in it, countless golden thunder lights flashed crazily.
"Will the angry thunder turn into pulp?"
Seeing the changes in the thunderclouds above, Mo Zhiyao's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the look on his face became serious.
"boom" Countless thunders gathered crazily in the whirlpool of thunder clouds, and those forms turned into liquid-like thunder slurry.
The next moment, in the swirling thundercloud, the bright thunder slurry poured down like the Milky Way, with a rumbling roar, as if the sky was being torn apart.
Like a huge hole.
"Wow" A sound like a thunderous wave sounded, and the golden thunder liquid poured down, and Mo Zhiyao's figure was drowned by it almost instantly.
If this scene were to be seen by others, they would be frightened to death.
In the thunderous liquid, Mo Zhiyao's face immediately twisted at this moment, his body suddenly tensed up, and his fists were tightly clenched, obviously suffering from extremely terrible pain.
It looks gorgeous, but is actually extremely violent thunder plasma.
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While covering the surface of his body, it penetrates into his body pervasively, and then dissolves bit by bit in the flesh and bones, further tempering his body. .
Mo Zhiyao's body spasmed uncontrollably because of the severe pain.
Obviously, the pain caused by the thunder plasma tempering was not something that ordinary strong people could bear.
However, a strange light flashed across Mo Zhiyao's eyes at this moment.
At this moment, the skin on the surface of his body had been horribly damaged by the thunder slurry.
It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a complete body.
However, among the exposed flesh and bones, there was a faint hint of golden lightning, which was the change brought about by the fusion of flesh and blood with this thunder plasma.
At the same time, an extremely pure spiritual power was also condensed in Mo Zhiyao's body.
That kind of purity and richness is even worse than the three layers of sand whip and cold current Mo Zhiyao could clearly detect that after absorbing the power of these golden thunder plasmas, his flesh and blood became a little tougher and stronger than the moment before.
This change is extremely obvious.
Suddenly, the heat and excitement in Mo Zhiyao's eyes became more intense.
Immediately, he gritted his teeth, endured the bone-eroding pain, forced himself to sit cross-legged, and then opened his body and mind, allowing the thunderous fluid to wash over his body.
After being tempered in the first two levels of the Condensation Tower, Mo Zhiyao also understood one thing.
That is, the tempering time for each level should be limited to ten days.
If you survive ten days, you will naturally complete the tempering and your body will become stronger.
If you cannot survive, it will end in failure and end prematurely.
In other words, as long as Mo Zhiyao survives ten days in this thunderous liquid, he will have successfully completed this physical tempering.
With this thought, Mo Zhiyao no longer hesitated, and a look of determination flashed across his eyes.
With a thought, he immediately took the initiative to absorb all the majestic thunder slurry around him, and then let it hit his body.
Suddenly, the sound of thunder rolled across, shaking the world.
Mo Zhiyao's body was directly washed away with blood by the violent and terrifying thunder slurry, and bones were exposed in many places.
In the blur of flesh and blood, the golden thunder slurry frantically merged into Mo Zhiyao's body.
The indescribable severe pain made Mo Zhiyao's eyes turn red instantly.
Sweat flowed down his face on his twisted face, and his face looked a bit ferocious and terrifying.
And the low roars of pain that were obviously suppressed came out from Mo Zhiyao's throat, like the roar of a wild beast.
"Chichi" Mo Zhiyao could even hear the strange sound made by flesh and blood and bones after the thunder plasma entered his body.
It felt as if my entire body had been corroded and melted by it.
A sharp pain surged through his body like a tidal wave, causing Mo Zhiyao's consciousness to become blurry for a while.
However, he gritted his teeth and held on to the clarity of the mourning platform to prevent himself from fainting.
However, Mo Zhiyao's pain was not in vain.
The thunder slurry integrated into his body, while increasing the strength of his physical body, also transformed into streams of majestic spiritual power, pouring into the Demonic Spirit Nebula at his Dantian.
And Mo Zhiyao's aura began to become stable and gradually stronger during this kind of practice. .
Ten days passed by in a flash.
Mo Zhiyao stood proudly in the golden thunder slurry that was like the Milky Way pouring out.
Although the thunder slurry washed away, his body was as solid as a rock, motionless.
Mo Zhiyao's body was surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, lifelike.
A trace of extremely powerful pressure was constantly being exuded.
At this moment, a smile slowly appeared on Gujing Mubo's face.
Then, Mo Zhiyao's eyes slowly opened, he glanced at the thunder liquid pouring down from above, then he suddenly opened his mouth, and then took a deep breath.
Suddenly, the huge thunder waterfall with a radius of a hundred feet turned into a vast torrent, and was directly sucked into Mo Zhiyao's body like a long dragon sucking water.
This whale swallowing the sea seems to be endless.
Mo Zhiyao's body was like a bottomless pit that couldn't be filled, sucking all the endless thunder slurry into his belly.
"Give it to me, loose" After inhaling the last blast of thunder slurry into his body, Mo Zhiyao looked up to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar.
Suddenly, the boundless thunderclouds in the sky above dissipated into the sky.
If others saw that kind of scene, they would be stunned into shock.
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"call.."
After the thunderclouds scattered across the sky, Mo Zhiyao exhaled a cloud of white air as if he had burped.
In his dark eyes, golden thunder flashed past, and there seemed to be a piece of thunder in it. world.
"Click" Mo Zhiyao slowly clenched his fists, and golden lightning arcs jumped between his fingers.
A terrifying wave of power that was so powerful that the heaven and earth turned pale, spread out in all directions like a tidal wave.
Everywhere it swept, the space showed signs of collapse.
It can be seen that Mo Zhiyao's physical body at this moment has become quite terrifying.
"This level of tempering has finally been successfully completed.
Next, it's time to trigger my seventh heavenly tribulation," Mo Zhiyao said in a low voice with a grin.
The colorful calamity cloud once again condensed and appeared above the Demon Spirit Nebula, and Mo Zhiyao's eyes instantly became hot.
In one month, three heavenly tribulations can be overcome.
At this speed, no one in the past has been able to achieve it: