I have an altar of luck

At this moment, his soul body, which was collapsing, is gradually healing, and the weakened breath also gradually begins to rise at this moment!

"It's the Altar of Luck!"

Chen Yuan was startled suddenly, but then he was ecstatic.

Although this luck altar has been with him for some years, he actually doesn't know much about it, and he doesn't have a high sense of existence. He is basically awakened passively.

Absolutely no attack.

Unexpectedly, this time, when he was on the verge of death, he was saved once, but... why does that bloody light feel familiar, it seems...

It's luck!

It is seven points similar to the luck he charged!

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. With the blood light covering him, it was almost as if he was brought back to life, and he once again glowed with new vitality.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan's fighting spirit was originally unyielding, and he recovered at this moment. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly charged towards the sixth purple thunder that struck down in the void.

"what!"

Mo Luo opened his eyes suddenly, with surprise on his face unconsciously.

Chen Yuan... unexpectedly recovered!

He didn't know what other methods Chen Yuan had, nor did he know what his secret was, and he had no intention of exploring Chen Yuan's secret. At this moment, he just wanted to let Chen Yuan survive the ninth thunder tribulation.

After numerous experiences, I am afraid that Chen Yuan's primordial spirit will rise to a terrifying level, maybe... just entering the Yangshen, he can directly match the perfect cultivation of the Yangshen.

"boom!"

Exploding thunder exploded in the void, and Chen Yuan charged forward, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, and his fighting spirit had reached the extreme.

Brutally crush it!

"kill!"

In the boundless purple sea of ​​thunder, it seemed that magic whips were condensed, and they beat Chen Yuan's body continuously. Every time he whipped, his primordial spirit collapsed.

But soon, when the bloody light of luck enveloped the whole body, the broken soul would re-condense, and... almost every time it condensed, it became stronger.

This feeling made Chen Yuan extremely confident, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He is expected to survive the ninth thunder tribulation!

This is hope!

Thunder's power is getting stronger and stronger, and its power is becoming more and more powerful, but at the same time, Chen Yuan's aura is gradually rising, and his fighting spirit has reached its peak.

"boom!"

The seventh thunderbolt fell, and this time, the falling thunderbolt condensed into a huge divine cauldron in the void, with terrifying power, it wanted to completely suppress Chen Yuan.

And the fact is also the same, even though he has the ability of being immortal at this moment, his strength still hasn't increased after all, and he was directly restrained in the void by the divine cauldron transformed by thunder.

He had a huge cauldron in one hand, and stepped on the ground with one foot, endless thunder along his arms, pouring into his body continuously, making his expression a bit hideous at this moment.

pain!

pain!

pain!

The incomparable pain seemed to wash him thoroughly from the inside out, expelling the impurities of his entire primordial spirit from his body, and at the same time including his own divine thoughts.

This is not physical pain, but the pain of the soul.

Chen Yuan's face changed from the ferocious one at the beginning to gradually stabilized to calm. No matter how many electric lights shrouded his body and exploded on his body, he never became ferocious again.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan shouted angrily, mobilized all the strength in his body, and punched the divine cauldron, the huge thunder, like a waterfall, fell on him all at once.

It directly bent his spine, but Chen Yuan still stood up straight. With the help of the luck altar, he was almost indestructible.

If he is still crushed, then he is really useless!

"Rumble..."

Above the black clouds, the roar became more and more terrifying, and finally, the moment Chen Yuan straightened his body, it swept down directly. This time, it seemed that the entire sky was overturned.

With terrifying coercion.

In fact, after crossing the catastrophe, Chen Yuan has been extremely exhausted no matter whether it is the soul or the mind, and he wants to rest urgently, but he knows very well,

He has no chance to back down, no chance to rest.

Either live or die.

There is no second choice!

Chen Yuan soared into the sky and went straight to the sky.

Looking from a distance, it is as if one person is facing the world, and there is a solemn and solemn momentum circulating.

"Hold on!"

Even though Mo Luo's heart is very strong, and his emotions and anger are invisible, but at this moment, there is still such a voice in his heart, and he has gone through the seven tribulations and thunders.

There are two more ways left, and they can successfully survive the Yangshen Tribulation.

And he will also become, in history, the most powerful Yang God True Monarch!

none of them!

In Mo Luo's heart, Chen Yuan's talent has already surpassed that Chu Taizu who ruled the world, and his future is limitless, and he may even be comparable to that who existed thousands of years ago.

The seventh realm of practice may be opened in his hands.

This is the achievement of creation.

There is absolutely no room for loss. If there is a choice, in fact, Mo Luo is willing to go through the last two disasters on behalf of Chen Yuan. Even if it is death, he can feel at ease.

Unfortunately, I can't.

If he intervenes, Lei Jie will only become more terrifying, and none of them can escape.

"boom!"

The overturned world was blasted out by Chen Yuan with an extremely huge hole. From a distance, it seemed that the world had been pierced, and Chen Yuan also suffered the final injury.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's body was bent, and the purple light on his body gradually reached its peak level, and the endless tribulation and thunder were destroying his remaining vitality.

Even the red ray of light couldn't heal him, and he was in a stalemate.

Chen Yuan has almost realized that he has no hope of being able to pass through the last extremely powerful thunder, unless the Altar of Luck can show its true power.

Time passed slowly, the ninth thunderbolt did not roar, and even the whole world became silent at this moment. Chen Yuan raised his head with support, and saw a figure in purple clothes in front of him.

He still couldn't see his face clearly, and there was nothing to prove his identity, and the figure in purple didn't reveal the slightest bit of powerful aura.

Just like an ordinary person.

But the more this was the case, the more it was impossible for Chen Yuan to take it lightly. He stared at this person solemnly, his eyes slightly concentrated, and he didn't say a word.

The figure condensed by the ninth tribulation thunder also looked down at Chen Yuan, as if he had seen everything about him through the endless void.

Then, without any movement, the man in purple raised his right arm and pointed at Chen Yuan.

As if a breeze was blowing, the body of the man in purple clothes shattered inch by inch, as if it hadn't affected Chen Yuan in any way, but this was just an appearance.

In fact, Chen Yuan's primordial spirit also collapsed inch by inch at this moment.

In the end, annihilation of nothingness.

At this moment, he seemed to have sunk completely. What he saw was a dark world, boundless, like a land of chaos. In front of him was a huge altar.

The whole body is blood red, the dragon head below, a faint black hole, seems to contain a world.

"Luck... the altar!"

Chen Yuan's heart immediately understood, he stepped forward, looked at this rarely seen existence, stretched out his hand and put his palm under it, and the next moment, a ray of luck enveloped his body.

outside world.

Mo Luo's eyes were completely desperate, watching this scene quietly, and what he recalled in his eyes were the things that happened after he met Chen Yuan.

It seems that at this time, a fleeting appearance appears in front of my eyes.

Failed, failed after all!

This mysterious ninth thunder tribulation is really not something that 'humans' can overcome.

Mo Luo took out the rare treasure from the heavenly book, was silent for a moment, and said via voice transmission:

"Fellow Daoist Shura failed to cross the tribulation and fell..."

Tianshu was silent for a moment, and the next moment, sound transmissions came out quickly.

Su Ziyue: "No...impossible, senior...you must...read wrong."

Li Suqing: "How is it possible? How could Chen Yuan not survive a Yangshen tribulation?"

Yang Huatian: "This is absolutely impossible!"

Chu Changfeng: "How many thunder calamities?"

Jiang He: "I see..."

A series of intricate voices continued to come from the space of Tianshu, but Mo Luo didn't intend to respond. He abandoned everything and sat cross-legged in the void.

Decided to see Chen Yuan off.

but……

When he just recited the scriptures, he found that Chen Yuan, who had been wiped out, began to condense inch by inch at this moment.

At the same time, the aura on his body was rising rapidly.

Moro: "..."

After a moment of silence, he immediately sent a voice transmission to the heavenly book:

"The poor monk was just joking, the benefactor of Shura has already passed the tribulation successfully."

Su Ziyue: "..."

Li Suqing: "..."

Yang Huatian: "..."

Chu Changfeng: "..."

Jiang He: "..."

If it wasn't for Moro's kindness to them, if it wasn't for Moro's strength, if it wasn't for Moro not being in front of them, they really wanted to beat him up.

Can this be a joke?

However, all of them also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

No matter what, it's good to succeed.

But before they asked about the specific situation, Mo Luo immediately cut off the contact.

Su Ziyue: "..."

Li Suqing: "..."

Yang Huatian: "..."

Chu Changfeng: "..."

Jiang He: "..."

The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth is still sweeping towards Chen Yuan's primordial spirit. At this moment, his primordial spirit is extremely transparent, as if all impurities have been removed.

After destruction, comes new life!

The powerful aura is also rising steadily at this moment.

But at this moment, a more magnificent force suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and an indifferent vertical eye condensed between the sky and the earth, directly locked on Chen Yuan.

"Again!"

Chen Yuan raised his head suddenly, and Mo Luo also raised his head suddenly.