Living in the world of cultivation

"Rumble..."

With an earth-shattering noise, the defensive formation of the Su Lun base collapsed, and the huge shock wave shattered countless Su Lun monks in the city.

Although the base's defensive formation is very strong, it cannot withstand the joint attack of several Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks.

"Ouch..."

Bagan was the first to rush into the Xulun base. It looked up to the sky and roared, its eyes full of fierce and violent emotions.

It was suspended in the air with its hands spread out to both sides, and then pressed down hard.

"Boom..."

All buildings within a few miles of it were instantly reduced to powder, and the ground collapsed several meters deep, forming a huge circular pit.

In front of Bagan's powerful magical power, all the monks in the Xulun Star Territory within a few miles, including the golden elixir realm monks, died instantly.

Several other Yuanying monks from the Ghost Tribe, like Bagan, rushed into the base and began to attack without hesitation, and all kinds of powerful magical powers came down overwhelmingly.

In a short time, this Xulun base has been plunged into a catastrophe, as if the end of the world is coming.

At this time, the entire Xulun people's base was filled with thick blood mist, coupled with the smoke and dust in the sky, these ghost tribe Nascent Soul monks who were already red-eyed did not notice that there were streams of blood like spiritual snakes. The thread is rapidly drilling into the ground.

Duan Lun led several Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks and finally eliminated three Su Lun people's Nascent Soul monsters, and it also walked into the Su Lun people's base.

Seeing several members of the same race killing people in the base, the ferocity of others was also stimulated, and they all joined in the crazy killing.

The more than one million Su Lun monks in the base were in bad luck. How could they withstand the massive attack of more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan.

After a while, in this base city of more than a million Sulun monks, there was no longer a complete building, and almost all Sulun people in the city were dead or injured.

Even the few Xulun people who were lucky enough to survive were buried in the collapsed ruins and lingered for a while at most, but in the end they still couldn't escape the vicious hands of these Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks.

Duan Lun and Basu did not participate in this massacre feast. They were suspended above the base, quietly looking at the Su Lun base city below that was suffering from catastrophe.

"Basu, have you found the aura of that human boy..."

After listening to Duan Lun's words, Basu frowned and shook his head.

"Just now I could clearly determine his approximate location outside the city, but when I entered the city, this kid's aura became weaker for some reason. Although his aura was still there, I couldn't determine his specific location. …”

Ba Su's words also made Duan Lun's face become gloomy.

"This kid must have used some secret technique to cover his aura. Can you guarantee that he is still in the city..."

Basu nodded and said affirmatively: "Of course I can guarantee it. This kid is in the city now..."

Duan Lun smiled sinisterly and said: "As long as he is still in the city, even if we search this place all over, we will still find him..."

After it finished speaking, it sneered, and then waved its hand at the more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators of the Ghost Tribe who had already killed them.

"This kid is in the city. He's not dead yet. I'll find you right away..."

After hearing this, a group of ghost tribe Yuanying monks roared loudly, and then began to attack even more crazily.

If a group of Yuanying old monsters let go of their hands and feet, their destructive power would be extremely powerful, which is absolutely unimaginable by ordinary people.

The Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan used powerful magical powers to plow the base city of the Xulun people several times.

Basu was suspended above the almost ghostly base. He completely let go of his consciousness and scanned back and forth in the base.

Moreover, he also activated his magical powers, constantly searching for the trace of the ghost clan's aura left in Su Fan's bloodline.

It's a pity that no matter how much Buxu searched, he still couldn't find any clues about Su Fan.

"Where is this kid hiding..."

Just when Buxu was confused, his eyes suddenly froze.

With a "boom", it suddenly fell from the sky, and its huge body dozens of feet high fell to the ground, stirring up endless dust and smoke.

Basu waved his hand fiercely, and the ruins on the ground were instantly swept away by him, revealing pieces of pale white bones.

"Duanlun... come down quickly..."

It raised its head and roared, calling Duan Lun over, and then pointed at the pieces of bones in the ruins.

"Look what's going on..."

Duan Lun frowned as he looked at the pieces of pale white bones in the ruins.

"This is the method of the human race's demon sect. I heard that this kid is a demon cultivator. He must be causing trouble..."

After Duan Lun finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he activated the ghost clan's magical power, and his consciousness patrolled back and forth in the base.

Although the thick blood mist that filled the sky over the base obscured the countless lines of blood that converged toward the ground where Su Fan was, Duan Lun was still aware of it.

"Haha...I found him..."

After listening to Duan Lun's words, Basu quickly asked: "Where is he hiding..."

Duan Lun pointed at the core area in the center of the base. At this time, it had been attacked by a group of Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan and turned into a huge pit with a radius of several miles.

"This kid is hiding underground..."

"Boom..."

As soon as Duan Lun finished speaking, he saw an extremely thick blood-colored light pillar rising into the sky in an instant, piercing the endless dark sky.

Such a big commotion not only stunned the more than ten Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks in the base, but also the senior monks who were fighting fiercely on the battlefield at the moment couldn't help but cast their gaze over.

"Haha... I didn't expect that this kid used the methods of the witch sect. Let's go over and find him..."

After Duan Lun finished speaking, he wanted to rush over, but before it could move, he heard a "buzzing" roar. Centered on the deep pit in the center of the base, a bloody witch gate formation roared. form.

The extremely huge Wumen magic circle almost enveloped the entire base, and even the rich blood energy that filled the sky above the base was instantly evacuated by a huge suction force.

Immediately afterwards, in the deep pit in the center of the base, a violent bloody hurricane suddenly aroused, spinning crazily.

The ruins of the base, the bones of the Xulun people, as well as the dust and rubble in the sky were all swept up by this violent bloody hurricane.

"That kid is underground. Go over and dig him out for me..."

Hearing Duan Lun's cry, more than a dozen Yuanying monks from the Ghost Clan roared and rushed towards the huge pit in the center of the base.

"Bang..."

Bagan rushed to the front, but he suddenly hit an invisible barrier, and his huge body was immediately ejected more than a thousand meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

The roaring Duan Lun stopped quickly. He glanced at the rippling invisible barrier, and then sneered.

"Crush it to pieces and find out that human kid..."

After listening to his words, a group of Yuanying monks from the ghost tribe were inspired by their magical powers and attacked this invisible barrier crazily.

"Boom..."

Just as a group of ghost tribe Yuanying monks were attacking frantically, a dull thunder suddenly came from the sky above the base.

Duan Lun looked up and found that at some point, the dark night sky had become overcast with clouds.

The thick dark clouds had been brewing for an unknown period of time, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred miles.

Electric light flashed and rolled between the gaps in the dark clouds. The dark clouds fell lower and lower, and the atmosphere around the valley became more and more depressing.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the night sky are getting thicker and thicker, the clouds are rolling continuously, and arcs as thick as arms are rolling in the dark clouds.

Every time it flashes, there will be a rumble of thunder, and the lightning gradually takes shape after brewing.

The blooming thunder light shone brightly, illuminating half of the sky. The dark clouds covering the sky were torn apart by thunder from time to time, and the light shone dazzlingly.

"Everyone, step back, this is a calamity cloud..."

Duan Lun roared loudly, and instantly retreated hundreds of feet away. It stabilized its body and stared at the extremely huge calamity cloud in the sky with its big mouth open.

This kid actually chose to go through the tribulation here. What's the difference between him and seeking death?

Although the Ghost Clan does not have the theory of overcoming tribulations, it still understands some of the conditions of human monks and knows that humans must survive ninety-nine and eighty-one ninth-level thunder tribulations to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, the news of this kid's breakthrough must have been too great.

At this moment, the thick and huge calamity cloud had covered the entire sky, covering at least hundreds of miles in radius.

Lights flickered from time to time in the dark clouds, and a dull and oppressive sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Why did you break through to the Nascent Soul Realm? It's like breaking through to become a god.

Even though Duan Lun was already a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, he still felt horrified when he looked at the calamity cloud that could erupt at any time in the sky.

At this time, I'm afraid it's impossible to rush up and kill this human kid, so I can only wait until the cloud of calamity clears.

However, this kid is definitely dead.

It is said that the success rate of human monks to break through the Nascent Soul realm is extremely low, it can be said that it is only one in a hundred.

The most terrifying thing is to overcome the tribulation, which is the ninth level of thunder tribulation. There is only one monk in a hundred who can withstand ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderstorms from heaven and earth.

The danger of overcoming the tribulation in the Nascent Soul Realm is evident.

At this moment, in a valley thousands of miles away from the Xulun people's base, the sorcerer god's clone had his hands behind his back, looking solemnly at the thunderclouds in the distance that were like thunderous waves.

She murmured to herself: "Are you sure this kid is breaking through the Nascent Soul Realm, not the Divine Transformation Realm..."

At this time, an indifferent voice came to her ears.

"He possesses a demon seed and is trying to hide the secrets of heaven. How can he be the same as an ordinary monk in the thunder calamity..."

After the Witch God finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh: "Forget it, let me help him. It can be regarded as a good relationship. If he can survive in this way, then he will be great in the future..."

At this moment, the dull sound echoing in the dark clouds became more and more intense, and the frequency of the light rising and falling in it became faster and faster. Everything seemed like a sign of the end.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth!

"Click..."

As a dazzling electric light flashed across the dark night sky, the sky and the earth suddenly became as bright as day.

"Rumble..."

Then, in the dark clouds that were like boiling water, there was a loud sound that resounded throughout the entire wasteland.

An extremely thick purple thunder suddenly fell from the sky, roared and hit the ground, directly hitting the deep pit in the center of the base.

"Purple thunder, the first thunder from heaven and earth is so violent, but there are eighty more thunder after that..."

After hearing the clone's words, the Witch God himself also lamented.

"I'm afraid this kid won't survive. When I broke through the Nascent Soul, it wasn't until the seventh heavy thunder tribulation that the most violent purple thunder..."

Boom! ! !

Boom! ! !

Then nine thick purple thunders roared down one after another.

Duan Lun looked up at the sky and found that the dark thunderclouds in the sky had not dispersed, indicating that the human boy was not killed by the violent thunder.

"Is this boy's body so strong? He actually withstood the first level of nine purple thunders..."

After it finished speaking, it turned its head and glanced at Basu next to it.

"Basu, when you first broke through the Nascent Soul, could your physical body be unable to withstand these nine purple thunderbolts..."

After listening to Duan Lun's words, Basu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to resist these nine purple thunderbolts..."

At this time, Bagan, who was standing behind, shouted: "Nine thunderbolts are nothing, I can resist even ninety thunderbolts..."

Hearing Bagan's arrogant words, the other Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks all secretly cursed idiots.

Blue can carry ninety purple thunderbolts, and nine of them can chop you to pieces.

Next, the second and third levels of thunderstorm roared down, and sixteen thick purple thunderbolts violently fell from the sky one after another.

This also made the Witch God's clone thousands of miles away stunned. She never expected that this kid could survive the triple thunder disaster.

"Even the legendary ancient body cultivation is nothing more than this..."

After hearing the words of the Witch God himself, the female cultivator couldn't help but sigh, this and that is a human cultivator, this is a proper ancient monster.

"Now I believe that he is a demon. With his physical strength, there will be no problem in surviving the ninth level of thunder tribulation..."

The Witch God himself said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say now. I don't know how many monks have survived the last two thunder tribulations..."

Duan Lun couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he saw that Su Fan had withstood three thunderstorms with only his physical body.

Even though it was already a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, it could not be said that it could withstand the three violent thunder tribulations just now with its physical body.

There is no way, even though the ghost clan's body is extremely strong, but the yin energy in the body is too heavy, what they fear most is the thunder of heaven and earth.

Not only Duan Lun, but other Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan also took a breath of cold air. Even Bagan, who was usually the most careless, couldn't help but shut his mouth at this time.

Although he may seem arrogant and brainless, the Ghost Clan has extremely sensitive perceptions and an instinctive sense of danger.

Bagan knew very well that if the twenty-seven thunderbolts from heaven and earth just fell on it, it would be smashed into pieces.

At this time, the dark clouds in the dark night sky became extremely calm, and even the "sizzling" sound of thunder and lightning seemed to have disappeared. The thick thunderclouds were still rolling violently, and the whole world seemed to have suddenly lost its voice.

Although the sky fell into a strange calm, everyone knew that this was just the thunder cloud brewing the fourth catastrophic thunder.