After the Yaozun failed to cross the tribulation

Liuchuangu climbed above the immortal platform, the clouds were thick and heavy, and there was a trend of gradually denser and denser. The bright silver and purple lightning struck down one after another, and the power only increased. From a distance, there were silver and purple explosions flashing in the sky above Ruchuangu. Light.

In the center of Xiantai, the center of the thunderstorm, stands the only demon in Jinchuan who has the qualification to survive the death disaster in the past 9000 years.

——Yao Zun solves the problem.

Xie Beng stood silently with his sword lifted, wearing a long coat with a black background and gold trim, his thick black hair was tied casually with a silk ribbon, he was already a little messed up at the moment, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the boundless killing intent of heaven Among them, the eyebrows drew a cold arc, the back was straight, and there was a huge and tenacious power in the thin and snow-like body.

The post-apocalyptic scene behind him completely became his foil. With him around, it seemed that there was nothing left in the world.

In an instant, as if he had sensed something, he opened his eyes sharply, and smacked the sword fiercely with his sword finger, and the simple long sword suddenly showed a faint purple luster.

This is his natal sword - Tianzheng.

Xie Beng murmured to the cold and dusty sword spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Come on, Tianzheng."

In an instant, as if Tianzheng was responding to Jie Beng's words, a cluster of golden light gradually condensed on the tip of the sword.

The next moment, Xie Ling raised his sword and released it. At the same time, the sky suddenly brightened like daylight, and he saw a thunderbolt roaring down. With a high roar, Xie Ling mobilized his spiritual power and rushed towards the midair. The momentum was comparable to that of the thunderbolt. .

No.80 Tribulation Thunder!

When the two confronted each other, Xie Ling clenched his teeth and caught it. When the thunder dissipated, he fell back to the ground, his tiger's mouth was numb, and his right hand trembled slightly.

He switched to holding the sword in his left hand, and put his right hand behind his back.He knew that he was about to reach his limit, so he didn't dare to be careless.

There are ninety-nine and 81 thunderbolts in the death robbery. Even if you pass the first eighty, it is only half of the task completed. The power of No.80 thunderbolt is by no means comparable to the first eighty.Legend has it that No. 80, a death calamity contains the most stringent examination by the Dao of Heaven for those who cross the tribulation. If they survive this calamity, they will be truly immortal, possess the power above the Dao of Heaven, and be omnipotent at that time.

Xie Ling practiced for 9000 years, and became a demon master who made Jinchuan's immortals and monsters frightened. He firmly believed in this.In other words, he practiced for 9000 years for this day.

He waited intently for No.80's tribulation thunder, but ignored Tianzheng's soft sigh in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There are strange silver-purple lightning flashes in the dark clouds, and they are constantly reuniting with each other, and the sky and the earth are silent, accumulating the power of the final blow.

All of a sudden, the whole sky was lit up, Xie Bone's eyes flashed away, he swung his sword towards the sky, and a huge thunderbolt burst down from the sky. Most of the spiritual power has been lost inadvertently!

In the blink of an eye, the thunderbolt was approaching, and he wanted to block it in advance, but due to the lack of spiritual power, his body and spirit had reached a critical state of extreme exhaustion, making the Tianzheng in his hand seem to be extremely heavy.

But when he discovered the source of the loss of spiritual power, he was stunned.

Tianzheng was like a bottomless pit, constantly sucking his spiritual power, and within a few breaths, his spiritual power was about to dry up.Jie Beng was shocked and wanted to let go of the sword, but Tian Zheng stuck to his hand so tightly that he couldn't let go.

"Tianzheng, what are you doing!"

Tianzheng in the sea of ​​consciousness closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't hear the frightened warning, his whole spirit reflected a pale golden light.

In the next moment, the purple thunderbolt carried infinite power, several times stronger than the previous lightning, and roared and stabbed at the tiny figure.

Xie Beng watched helplessly as the thunderbolt hit him on the head. In the next second, his body was buried in the silver-purple lightning, and the severe pain overwhelmed him, but he had no time to take care of it. At this moment, he only realized one thing clearly—— He was betrayed.

Betrayed by the natal sword who killed the enemy with him, shared the same hatred, and supported each other through the most difficult days.

For 9000 years, Xie Beng pursued supreme power and status, and everything he did was in vain today, but he didn't feel anything, and he didn't bother to think about the impact his failure to cross the catastrophe would have on Jinchuan; At this moment, there is only grievance in his chest that cannot be vented, he obviously treats Tianzheng so well...

Tianzheng had absorbed all his spiritual power, and his confrontation with that lightning calamity at this moment was no different from a newborn baby's confrontation with a bloodthirsty tiger.

In the pain of being torn apart, he felt that his whole body was going to be distorted, his eyes were almost blinded by the high-intensity light, and the flesh on his body was no longer healed. When he was dying, he Coughing up blood, he laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, Tianzheng, you are really good."

Smiling and smiling, the face changed.

"Tianzheng, you too, go to hell for me!"

The people in the sea of ​​consciousness were as indifferent as usual. When he opened his eyes, there were a pair of pale golden pupils, which were even more heartless.

"Xie Ling, you should be sober."

All forces in Jinchuan are watching, and the failure of the Yaozun to solve the calamity obviously caused the boulder that weighed on everyone's hearts to fall.After all, it would be a disaster if there was an immortal and all-powerful Yaozun in Jinchuan.

It's just that Yaozun was betrayed by his natal sword, and was sucked out of his spiritual power when he was just about to hit the door. He was buried in the thunder, and his body and soul were completely wiped out.

All of a sudden, everyone became interested in this powerful sword.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that during the thunder catastrophe, Yao Zun actually squeezed out the last trace of spiritual power from his body that was almost a pool of rotten flesh, sacrificed his soul to the sky, and summoned the immortal The soul fire burned happily for three days and three nights.

Now, not to mention Yaozun and Tianzheng, the entire Liuchuan Valley has turned into black bald coke.

A generation of legends has completely disappeared.

Xie Luo suddenly felt cold all over his body. He hadn't experienced this kind of experience for many years. He seemed to have entered a long and distant dream. In the dream, he had a very difficult time. Leaving out of the water, his body was left with a sense of exhaustion after a fierce struggle.

Jie Luo opened his eyes in confusion, and found that his perspective was not normal. He seemed to be lying on the ground, looking up at everything.

Xie Ling thought for a long time, before he realized that he was actually a snake.

He clearly remembered that when he was crossing the death calamity, he was slapped by Tianzheng. Not only was his spiritual power absorbed, but the sword of the white-eyed wolf also attracted the huge thunder, so that he was attacked from the back and the back, and almost stripped him of his body. His hard shell was sent to Tiandao without reservation, and became a piece of cake for others.

Otherwise, he had already set up a mysterious formation before crossing the death calamity. If he really missed the last thunder by accident, that formation would also help him share some of the power of the thunder calamity and allow him to leave a trail behind. order.

Why so!

"Little demon, what are you thinking? I just borrowed your baby to take a look, are you really so stingy?" A soft and charming female voice sounded to the bone, instantly pulling back Jie Beng's messy thoughts.

Xie Bone followed the prestige and looked at the woman who spoke.

It is a fox demon who has been practiced for thousands of years. The human body he transformed into is so vulgar with heavy makeup that he can hang gold and jade ornaments all over his body.

Moreover, this fox demon has a greedy face and a sparkle in his eyes. He doesn't just want to "take a look at the treasure", he clearly wants to snatch it for himself.

Xie Ling saw through the fox demon's Taoism at a glance, and felt disdainful in his heart, so he dared to compete with the deity for treasures after only a thousand years of practice.Just now this fox demon called him little demon?

But when he habitually wanted to call out Tianzheng, he suddenly remembered Tianzheng's crimes, felt agitated, and interrupted the formula; During the four or five hundred years of Taoism, the fire in my heart was extinguished, as if I was completely poured from head to toe by the ice spring covered with snow all the year round in the Xueshuang forest.

Xie Ling looked at the fox demon, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, and then sketched a vague and familiar picture in his mind.

It has been a long time ago. At that time, he first transformed into a human form, and he was so excited that he found the treasure in a cave, so he excitedly wanted to let all Jinchuan know that he had got the treasure. A fox demon was spotted.

One of the natural enemies of snakes is the fox. Xie Beng doesn't want to recall how cowardly he was at that time, but only remembers that the fox demon came up and wanted to snatch his treasure.

An ominous premonition had arisen in Xie Ling's heart, he turned his head slowly, and saw that "baby" at a glance.

——The whole body is pure black, the sword body is simple and simple, the blade is thin and light, the edge of the blade is made of unknown material, and there is a slight golden light shining, there is a black groove at the junction of the sword body and the hilt, it is empty, it seems to be holding something .On the top of the hilt is engraved with the word "Su".The scabbard seemed to be thrown aside in the scramble between the two sides, and it was covered with some mud and lay quietly on the side.

But just looking at it, it is clear that this long sword is absolutely extraordinary.

Xie Luo reluctantly had the answer in his heart, Tian Zheng.

It's just that it hasn't been awakened yet, and it lacks some accessories. It is no different from an ordinary iron sword at present.

Jie Luo was in a state of confusion for a while, being a fox demon and a natural sign in a primitive state, these things that brought back his long-term memories reminded him of an absurd but reasonable guess that could only explain this situation.

He was reborn.

He had read the records of the art of rebirth in some crooked books. In his impression, the art of rebirth was made by those who wrote books to fool future generations. What he saw ruined his future and cultivation for studying the art of rebirth. There are only a handful of people, and things like rebirth are too illusory and unreliable at all.

However, Xie Luo never thought that such an unreliable thing would happen to him.

The fox demon thought that Xie Luo's long silence was afraid of him, so he was even more proud: "Little demon, if you are more sensible, the slave family will give you some benefits, otherwise, don't blame the slave family for being rude."

Xie Ling clarified the current situation and came back to his senses, but at this moment the truth was revealed, he couldn't speak out, he could only shrink into a ball as much as possible, curled up the tip of his tail and clumsily put the long sword into his arms.

No matter what Tianzheng did in the end, it was also his property, success was up to him, failure was up to him, no one else could get involved, even if he broke the sword, he could only do it himself.