The three heavenly tribulations have passed, the old Dao has not been damaged at all, Qing Xuzi and Zuo Dao's faces have changed greatly, and the two of them glanced at each other, each with a calculation.
The pressure brought to them by Zhu Chungang at this moment is too great, no matter whether the old Tao can be combined today, it will become a nightmare in their hearts that cannot be dissipated for a long time.
The fourth thunder tribulation in the sky is still condensed, and the thunder punishment with the thickness of the arm looms in the clouds, Zhu Chungang threw out a rune paper again, and with a flick of his fingers, a stolen day and day change talisman was engraved on the rune paper, he wanted to hide this thunder punishment by stealing the sky and changing the sun, and he didn't want to resist hard and retain his strength Pay the remaining five heavenly thunders.
There are a total of nine heavenly tribulations, each one is stronger than the other, and most of the people who join the path are folded on the last three heavenly punishments when they cross the tribulation, and that is the key point.
The Heaven Stealing Sun Talisman was fixed in mid-air, waiting for the thunder punishment to come, Qing Xuzi suddenly pulled it up on the spot when he saw this, and waved his hand towards the rune paper, Qi Changqing snorted coldly, his face instantly became angry, and Wu Qiao rushed over with a long knife very neatly, and the two stopped Qing Xuzi, At the same time, Zuo Dao also made a move, wanting to keep the two of them.
The old monk of the Hanging Temple, the Buddha bead in his hand was thrown by him, like a long stick smashed to the left road, and the Quartet almost all shot at the same time, the purpose of which was to Zhu Chungang's fourth tribulation, Xiang Que stared coldly at Chen Mingyin and restrained him.
Qing Xuzi was anxious, but he was stopped by Qi Changqing and Wuqiao together, and the left rescue could not be entangled by Master Mingjing, at this time, the fourth thunder punishment in the sky had fallen, and the stealing day talisman suddenly dispersed and actually conjured up a phantom that was exactly the same as Zhu Chungang, replacing his body, The heavenly thunder smashed straight over, splitting the phantom in an instant.
Lao Dao turned around and smiled lightly: "Without calculation, can I survive the catastrophe here unharmed?"
Qingxuzi, Zuo Dao, let you bother, I'm afraid I can't add to the chaos in secret, just watch it there honestly, and watch how I make you bow and worship."
Qingxuzi roared angrily: "I see how you were killed by thunder, Zhu Chungang, you are destined to not be able to achieve the Tao today."
Qing Xuzi and Zuo Dao no longer moved, Qi Changqing and Master Mingjing also stopped and watched, they came to protect the Dharma for Zhu Chungang, and if the enemy did not move, they would naturally not go to trouble.
The most nervous of these are Xiang Que and Qi Changqing, the two of them are jumping with their hearts, and they have already mentioned their throats, if Lao Dao is punished by heaven this time, it will be completely hopeless to survive.
The four heavenly tribulations have passed, and the fifth thunder tribulation has been formed at this time, Zhu Chungang took a deep breath, and used all his strength to hold the sword to deal with it.
In the sky, after the thunder punishment was condensed, a thicker heavenly thunder slashed at him, and the old Dao urged the monstrous evil qi in the sword with all his might, which suddenly made the long sword instantly grow a few points, and he cautiously waited for the thunder to fall, and stabbed towards the sky with both swords.
"Click" Heavenly Tribulation slashed the long sword, the evil qi suddenly dispersed, and the thunder light fell into Zhu Chungang's body along the long sword, instantly striking him through.
"Poof" Zhu Chungang's body flew straight up and then slammed on the ground, all his Taoist robes were shattered, blood burst out, and his whole body was extremely black.
"Roasted, roasted?"
Cao Shanjun blinked cutely.
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and pointed at him and said, "Why are you talking to him, I will roast you directly, do you believe it?"
” "Ahem, ahem" Lao Dao barely stood up with his sword propped up, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body staggered, this time the thunder tribulation made his cultivation so damaged that his soul was almost chopped and unstable.
Qing Xuzi and Zuo Dao let out a long breath at the same time, this fifth thunder tribulation is so strong, and then the sixth way, Zhu Chungang has something to resist.
Zhu Chungang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from the robe, unscrewed it, and then directly raised his head and sent all the pills in his mouth with a bottle of pills.
Qingxuzi said angrily: "Who gave him the elixir to restore his vitality······ Tianshan Jingci Nunnery?
Okay, good, only those old nuns in the world still have a hand of alchemy."
Before Lao Dao came back, when he left Jingci'an, his old friend spent a lot of effort to refine a bottle of elixir for him that could instantly restore his vitality.
The sixth heavenly thunder fell, and the old Dao was really miserable this time, which was equivalent to the effect of the previous thunder tribulations, which directly split him all over his body, lying on the ground for a long time and not getting up, and the blood was broken everywhere.
Xiang Que had a tight expression on his face, and just as he wanted to take a step over, Qi Changqing pulled him and frowned and said, "What are you going to make a mess about?"
This day has to be dealt with by the master himself, outsiders can't intervene at all, stay honest" Xiang Que said nervously: "But, yes, yes·······" The seventh heavenly thunder was formed, and the old Taoist was embarrassed to get up from the ground, his body was crumbling, as if the wind was blowing, Qing Xuzi's expression suddenly relaxed, he expected that Zhu Chungang would not be able to withstand it no matter what.
The heavenly thunder is stronger and stronger every time, and each heavenly thunder is almost the sum of the previous thunder tribulations, and this seventh heavenly punishment Zhu Chungang is absolutely hopeless.
The rickety old road, slowly stretched out his left hand, pressed it to the ground, the Gujing Guanguan array was immediately activated, and the eighty-one old houses in the gossip array in Gujing Village trembled slightly, from the Sanqing Palace, the Sanqing statue flashed a ray of auspicious light, and went straight to the old road.
The merits accumulated by Gujingguan for countless years were blessed on his body, and the strength of Lao Dao instantly soared.
"Whoa, whoa" Qing Xuzi and Zuo Dao's faces changed dramatically: "He, where did he get so many means?"
” Vaguely, a trace of a not-so-good thought appeared in both of their minds, Zhu Chungang's confidence was really not pretended?
After the seventh heavenly thunder, although Lao Dao was extremely miserable, he finally came over, covered in wounds and blood, his Dao robe was all shattered, and the cracked wounds crisscrossed his body.
Qingxuzi gritted his teeth and said frantically: "It's gone, your means are gone, right?"
Zhu Chungang, I see if you have any other way to meet the eighth heavenly tribulation, you, death, determination, it."
Cao Shanjun cautiously glanced at Xiang Que and muttered, "This old man looks like a robot cat······ What do you want?
” "You wait, you'll be beaten sooner or later, really" Xiang Que glared at him hatefully.
The eighth heavenly tribulation, a long dragon gathered in mid-air, this long dragon lightning and thunder seemed to be soaring through the clouds, Zhu Chungang raised his head with a solemn face, and his grim expression made him seem to have little confidence in his heart.
Zuo Dao sighed and said, "This time he should really return to heaven, right?"
Even if that's the case, I have to admit that I'm not as good as him, Zhu Chungang is really the first person in the world of Buddhism."
"Poof" Lao Dao's fingers suddenly slashed on the long sword, and a drop of essence blood spilled.
Lao Dao actually knelt down and bowed, and said loudly: "I wish the descendants of the family Zhu Chungang, please ask the ancestors to protect me, and ask the ancestors to escort me······" Zhu Chungang's essence blood suddenly dispersed, and disappeared without a trace out of thin air.
Almost at the same time, at the confluence of the Jingwei River, more than a dozen graves in Zhujia Village suddenly trembled and dusty.
Wang Chaotian, who was sitting here, stared at him, at this time, the Zhu family's ancestral tomb had already been surrounded by him to set up a feng shui array, and when Zhu Chungang's essence blood was scattered, Wang Chaotian immediately urged the feng shui array.
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In the ancient well view, Zhu Chungang's face was peaceful, and wisps of yin, yang, and virtue came out of thin air.
"Amitabha ······" Master Mingjing clasped his hands together, nodded and said: "I wish the ancestors of the family are all great and good people, the accumulation of good karma in the world, the sky is visible, and the descendants of several generations of good people enjoy immeasurable merits, even the way of heaven cannot stop this."
Qingxuzi was already numb, and a thought appeared in his mind: "Is God pitiful?
Will even Heaven help him?
” Eight Heavenly Tribulations, the long dragon fell, Zhu Chungang bathed in the thunder light safe and sound, and the merits accumulated by the ancestors of the family for countless years of good deeds and virtues were all exhausted here.
Do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and the sky is indeed visible.
The eighth heavenly tribulation has passed, Zhu Chungang looked up at the sky proudly like standing up to the sky, and said lightly: "There is the last one, let me see if this tribulation that no one has been able to pass for thousands of years can let me pass it in one step."
Zhu Chungang suddenly shook his long sword, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and said: "Zhu Chungang, a disciple of Gujingguan, respectfully invite all the ancestors to come to the world, and respectfully ask the killing god Bai Qi to come to the world, and help the disciples finally become a united way" The wind suddenly blew up between heaven and earth, and the yin wind suddenly rose, and several dark gaps flashed beside Zhu Chungang, and one by one the figures stepped out, standing in the air, this is a wisp of remnant soul left between heaven and earth by the ancestors of Gujingguan in the past dynasties, and the remnant soul of the eight dead souls looked at Zhu Chungang's residence again Ran's face showed a look of relief, and the old man's eyes fell on Xiang Que and nodded.
At the end of the long sword, the killing god Bai Qi suddenly appeared, with a murderous aura, and Bai Qi looked at the thunder tribulation in the sky with a hint of mockery.
A generation of killing gods, never worship ghosts and gods, do not worship heaven and earth, he only takes himself as the way in this life, and does not accept the death of heaven and earth, even if it is into the underworld, the ten halls of Yama and the Emperor Xudu will come out to pay a visit, creating the name of killing gods through the ages, and no one can shake a total of nine illusory shadows standing in Zhu Chun Just on both sides, facing the last catastrophe before the merger.
Lao Dao knelt down and bowed to the two sides continuously, and then said solemnly: "I want to join the way, and I will become the first person in thousands of years, please all the ancestors and Lord Bai Qi to protect me."
In the sky above Gujingguan, lightning and thunder roared at this time, a picture of the end of the world, all the thunder gathered together at this moment, and finally turned into a powerful thunder that could destroy the world and destroy the world, and it was actually visible to the naked eye towards Zhu Chungang.
Lao Dao responded brazenly, his face did not change, and the ancestors and Bai Qi remnants beside him rose into the air one by one, facing the ninth heavenly thunder.
At this moment, the dazzling thunder light between heaven and earth made everyone in Zhongnan Mountain unable to see.
There was silence.
No one knows whether the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation made Zhu Chungang die or be reborn.
For a long time, after a long time.
The clouds on the horizon dispersed, and a figure stood tall on the top of the mountain, looking around indifferently.