Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Daoyun is a blessing from heaven and earth. If it were not for the fact that he was still going through the tribulation at this moment, Zhou Yiqiao would have been cheering for joy.

"Thunderbolt, Huo Shan, Silver Lock! Come to me quickly!"

Zhou Yiqiao called out to the three Sky Thunder Spiders in his heart to prepare for the upcoming Golden Core Thunder Tribulation.

The three Thunder Spiders were summoned and swam quickly, arriving next to Zhou Yiqiao in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, thunder broke out from the sky and the earth, and dark clouds filled the sky.

A sea of ​​purple thunder was born out of thin air, covering the entire mountain top.

The terrifying pressure is heart-stopping.

This is a difficulty that every monk who achieves the golden elixir will encounter, and it is also the last hurdle before condensing the golden elixir.

Purple Mansion's sea of ​​thunder is so thunderous that all the cultivators must withstand the baptism of thunder and punishment in order to survive smoothly.

If you succeed, you will live five hundred years, if you fail, you will lose all your achievements!

Although Zhou Yiqiao had three spiritual beasts to help him, he still did not dare to neglect.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly and adjusted himself to the best condition to welcome the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation.

"Rumble"

The purple thunder sea gathered more and more, and the sky drooped, gloomy like a sharp sword hanging in the sky.

The rich purple electric snake was raging in the thunder, hiding countless terrifying energy.

"Crack!"

Following a burst of explosions, a purple electric snake as thick as a thumb came in an instant and struck Zhou Yiqiao hard.

Zhou Yiqiao did not retreat but advanced, raising both palms to face the purple electric python one to the left and the other to the right.

"Shoot."

The two collided, causing sparks to fly and a loud explosion.

Thunder and lightning struck Zhou Yiqiao's face, crackling for a while, and then dissipated invisible.

A monk needs to survive three nine thunder tribulations to form an elixir, and its power gradually increases from weak to strong.

Zhou Yiqiao was unscathed by this first lightning disaster and dealt with it easily.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth purple electric pythons fell one after another.

Zhou Yiqiao carried it with his physical body without falling behind at all.

The spiritual veins in his body circulated, pouring spiritual power into the golden elixir continuously, providing the golden elixir with huge energy.

"The seventh path!"

"The eighth path!"

"The ninth path!"

"Crack!"

Along with another purple electric python, there was a thunderous explosion, deafening.

"Kaka."

The sea of ​​thunder surged, purple light shone, like thousands of troops galloping and roaring.

Not to be outdone, Zhou Yiqiao stepped forward again.

The golden elixir is constantly spitting out, like a vibrant heart, absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy with each beat to supply Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual energy needs.

The thunder and lightning were as big as the mouth of a bowl, Zhou Yiqiao's palms were like the wind, and he shot out continuously.

For a time, the wind roared, ice covered, flames burned, and attacks of various attributes emerged in endlessly.

The surrounding vegetation turned to ashes in an instant, and smoke filled the air, obscuring the view.

"Boom."

The sound of thunder was shocking. Zhou Yiqiao crossed his arms across his chest to block the attack.

"The power of the Twenty-nine Thunder Tribulation has suddenly increased, so be cautious."

After eating the tenth lightning disaster, Zhou Yiqiao looked seriously and murmured in a low voice.

After saying that, he took out the Golden Wind Flag and threw the golden flag into the air.

Zhou Yiqiao made seals with one hand and fired out a series of spiritual techniques to activate the Golden Wind Flag.

The Golden Wind Flag suddenly bloomed with brilliant light, and runes appeared in it, protecting him within it.

While he was getting ready, the eleventh thunder catastrophe was already brewing. The purple lightning, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, blasted straight towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"Shh!"

The golden wind flag flutters in the wind, and the flag rises in the wind and becomes a hundred feet in size, protecting Zhou Yi Bridge within it.

"Boom."

The loud noise spread in all directions.

As early as the time of Yi Pingdu, the Golden Wind Flag had been repeatedly refined by Zhou Yiqiao through blood essence. Now it was fully activated, and its defensive power was even more frightening.

The golden wind flag is shining brightly, the flagpole is straight, and the pattern on it is clearly visible.

The purple thunder and lightning struck the Golden Wind Flag, and most of its power was immediately dissipated.

Zhou Yiqiao punched out, and purple electricity exploded in the air, turning into grand fireworks, dazzling and dazzling.

The purple sea of ​​thunder was spinning crazily in the clouds as if it was annoyed.

"Boom boom boom!"

After brewing for a few breaths, three thunder tribulations fell together.

The color of the thunder and lightning became darker, and it was several times stronger than before.

The three lightning bolts were like dragons, and they rushed towards Zhou Yiqiao with their teeth and claws open.

"boom!"

The purple thunder sea and the golden wind flag merged, setting off a gust of wind and huge waves.

Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, flipped his palms, and performed the Seven Killing Techniques of Breaking the Cocoon to resist the invasion of thunder.

The purple lightning left scorched black marks on the Golden Wind Flag, and then gradually dissipated into nothingness.

But the thunder tribulation did not stop there. The twelfth to fifteenth rays of purple lightning came one after another. This thunder tribulation was even more fierce. The purple arcs of lightning shuttled through the sky, like ferocious poisonous snakes, looking for the right opportunity to bite. prey.

The power of thunder and lightning was very overbearing. The golden wind flag roared, and after canceling most of the thunder disaster, it gradually dimmed.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that he had reached the limit of the Golden Wind Flag, so he turned his hand and put the Golden Wind Flag back into his storage bag.

The golden wind flag disappeared, and the purple lightning could no longer resist. The remaining thunder light burst in, and a wisp of purple lightning brushed across Zhou Yiqiao's cheek, taking away a wisp of blood.

Zhou Yiqiao took a pill, and the wound on his face healed quickly, and then he looked at the thunder clouds in the sky.

The thunderclouds rolled and boiled again, and purple arcs of lightning flowed crazily.

Five thick purple thunders broke through the thick dark clouds, gathered into a purple spear in the air, and stabbed Zhou Yiqiao.

"Boom."

Zhou Yiqiao refused to dodge and let the purple thunder fall on him.

The black robe on his body instantly collapsed, revealing the Five Ghosts Mysterious Clothes underneath.

Five ferocious-looking ghosts appeared out of thin air on the long clothes, fighting with the thunder guns, refusing to give in to each other.

The thunder and ghost energy continued to impact, bursting in mid-air, and the generated energy swept across all directions.

Zhou Yiqiao stepped on the void with both feet, not retreating at all.

After the thunder gun dispersed, he stretched out his hand and took the five exhausted ghosts into his palm and sent them back to the Five Ghosts Xuanyi.

"Why is the intensity of this lightning disaster so much stronger than what is described in the classics?"

It's not that Zhou Yiqiao is complacent. If it were the thunder disaster described by his predecessors in the sect's classics, with his current strength, he could easily survive it.

But at this moment, Zhou Yiqiao had already used all his means and had just blocked the second thunder.

Looking at the denser thunderclouds among the clouds, Zhou Yiqiao's eyes narrowed and his thoughts began to change rapidly.

"It is said that the more powerful a person is, the more terrifying his thunder disaster will be."

"This may be because Heaven has recognized my strength."

"It seems I have to come up with something real."

After figuring out the key, a smile appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's lips.

As his thoughts changed, another piece of purple lightning poured down from the sky.

Seven thunderbolts intertwined into a large net and hooded Zhou Yiqiao!