Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 109 The extreme of death, the extreme of life.

In the rolling thunder, Jiu Jie flew into the cloud of robbery with Nie Hongling in his arms.

All the oncoming black tribulation thunders took the initiative to avoid Jiu Jie.

With a thought in Jiu Jie's mind, a small vacuum belt appeared in the sky, forming a golden barrier, protecting the sleeping Nie Hongling alone, and sending it into the void above Jieyun.

After that, Jiu Jie meditated in the robbery cloud, his consciousness slowly dispersed, and merged into the black robbery cloud all over the sky.

The seemingly endless black tribulation thunder stopped venting, and returned to the black calamity cloud like an absorbed magnet.

The spirit of Jiu Jie silently perceives those black tribulation thunders that contain terrifying power.

The endless aura of destruction and the aura of Dao Yun permeated Jiujie's soul.

For a moment, Jiu Jie felt that he had turned into the sky, looking down on the whole land.

The entire Zhenzhou has been turned into scorched earth.

The land turned black, the mountains were flattened by thunder, the rivers were dried up by thunder, and the forest turned into a thick mass of carbonized black powder.

The scorched earth was full of pits and hollows, all grass animals, fish and insects, mortal ghosts, monks in the city, and hermits in the mountains were all reduced to ashes in the black thunder that destroyed the world.

On the west edge of Zhenzhou, a huge barrier blocked all those who tried to escape from Zhenzhou and the range of Jieyun, and they couldn't even teleport out.

A black-robed young man looked miserable, the black robe on his body was in tatters, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and there was anger on his handsome fair face.

Beside the young man were two emaciated old men, a man and a woman. The evil cultivator alliance was almost wiped out in the thunderstorm, leaving only these three people.

At this time, the body of the old woman among the two old men was lifeless, and she stood with her eyes wide open. There was a full-body wound on her heart, and the young man's right hand was passing through her heart.

The young man's left hand held a seal formula, and a milky white lotus flower appeared in his heart, and a faint figure appeared on the milky white lotus flower, which was exactly the appearance of the old woman.

The other old man was intact and looked at the dead old woman with a sad face, but he didn't have the slightest resentment towards the young man's actions.

Outside the three of them was a huge white lotus phantom, enveloping the three of them.

"If the lonely mother-in-law helps me escape this catastrophe, I will find a way to revive her and reshape her body." The young man noticed the old man's emotions and explained.

"The old slave understands that even if the orphan mother dies for the evil master, that is her duty. The old slave is also ready to die for the evil master at any time." The old man said in a hoarse voice.

"Haha, cough... cough... Haha, you little bastard from the Evil Alliance, it turns out you only have this little ability, and you are so cowardly that you have to rely on your subordinates to take your place." Opposite the three of them, a big man in gray clothes Covered in blood, the gray clothes turned into blood clothes. At this time, he was holding a broken military flag flying in the air, laughing sarcastically at the young man in black robes. The laughter caused the injured man to cough twice.

The strong man in black was surrounded by four blood-stained old men in white robes. One of them was already dead, but he was held up by the force of the formation so that he didn't fall down on the way.

Below the five were only dozens of monks in soft armor, flying weakly in the air.

Further down is a neat army of thousands of people, all covered in blood, and no one is uninjured, but even in such a state of embarrassment, these soldiers still straighten their mighty chests and line up neatly. array.

There were tears in everyone's eyes, but no one wiped them away. It was their last way of saying goodbye to the hundreds of thousands of brothers who died in the thunderstorm.

A floating shadow of Suzaku wrapped these people, this floating shadow of Suzaku was much smaller than the previous floating shadow, even the look in the eyes of the Suzaku in the floating shadow was much weaker, with a hint of sadness.

The young man looked coldly at Gongsun Lie who was floating above the army formation, and murderous intent emerged in his heart.

If that idiot Gongsun Lie had been hiding under the formation, he wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury, and he would still be a little apprehensive in that case.

This black tribulation thunder not only damages the body, but also attacks the soul, and it contains Dao Yun, even if he is the soul of the cave realm, he can't bear it.

I sacrificed some of the masters who followed, and used this lonely mother-in-law as a substitute, and the state and combat power were still at their peak, plus there was an old slave who didn't die beside him.

The two of them are enough to kill all the wounded soldiers on the opposite side, especially the reckless Gongsun Lie in his own eyes.

It's just that the black robbery cloud in the sky has not yet dissipated. Although I don't know why the terrifying robbery thunder stopped suddenly, no one knows whether the robbery thunder will suddenly bombard again.

The most urgent task at the moment is to find a way to break through this damn barrier and escape from this terrifying robbery cloud range.

Seeing the murderous look in the eyes of the young man in black robe, Gongsun Lie felt a little hopeful in his heart, but then the young man suppressed the murderous look in his eyes again, and started discussing something quietly with the haggard old man behind him, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

If this kid rushed up, even though he was seriously injured, he was a Mahayana cultivator after all. With the help of the Suzaku army, there was a [-]% chance of devouring his body-protecting lotus, so that he and his brothers could share them The vitality and strength of the two can also be supplemented by the strength of the Suzaku military formation.

This is also one of the reasons why the Qiankun Dynasty's military formation is invincible. The formation is supported by killing, the more killings, the stronger the military formation, like a never-ending meat grinder, obliterating all enemies of the dynasty.

But now there are only two people on the other side, and both of them have high cultivation bases and move very quickly.

The cultivation of one's own army is uneven, and all of them are seriously injured. The speed of collective movement is not very fast, and it is impossible to actively attack these two members of the evil cultivator alliance.

The opponent did not take the initiative to attack, so Gongsun Lie had no choice but to give up and start looking for a way to break through the barrier.

The black-robed young man and the withered old man seemed to have finished their discussions at this moment, and began to move.

The young man in black robe controlled the transfer of the white lotus in his heart to the withered old man's heart.

Purple flames burned on the withered old man, and at the same time, purple flames also began to burn on the phantom of the withered old woman on the white lotus.

This is the purple flame that will only appear when the soul is burned to the extreme!

It's just that the old woman's soul was burning under Bailian's substitute life technique.

Under the balance of the two, the withered old man still decided to burn the spirit of the white-haired old woman. After all, it would be good if he could sacrifice later, and he might have a chance to escape with the evil lord.

The young man in black looked forward to seeing this scene, and he didn't mind which of the two old slaves burned.

As long as it doesn't burn your own soul, that's enough.

After burning his soul, the withered old man's cultivation level skyrocketed, his aura was astonishing, he raised his palm and struck towards the barrier with endless power, black spots of light condensed in his palm.

A writing brush appeared in the hand of the black-robed youth, and under the infusion of white spiritual energy, a white spot of light appeared on the brush.

boom!
The tribulation thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, but it did not fall.

Jiu Jie, incarnated in the world of Zhenzhou, was amazed when he saw the black and white light spots that the withered old man and the black-robed youth condensed when they attacked the barrier.

Because when he competed with Yu Mingge, his younger daughter-in-law Xu Feihong's senior brother Yu Mingge, such black and white light spots appeared on the tips of their swords.

Yu Mingge performed it by himself, but he relied on the systematic way of swordsmanship.

At that time, he didn't know what these black and white light spots were, but he felt that they were so powerful that they could destroy everything.

Now under the immersion of this skandha, there is a glimmer of enlightenment.

Black is destruction, the ultimate power of death.

White is survival, the ultimate of vitality.

(End of this chapter)