"Huo Lao, which senior is here to survive the catastrophe? You can always tell what kind of catastrophe it is. It doesn't seem to be a minor catastrophe. Could it be a senior who is in the Void Refinement Stage and lives in seclusion in the mountains." A handsome face The young man in yellow robe seemed to be the leader of this group of people. As soon as he reached the old man's side, he immediately took the lead and descended. He asked respectfully, but there was a hint of excitement in his words.
It's no wonder that even in the spirit world, no one can easily meet monks above the refining level.
"It's not a great catastrophe. I've seen a real cataclysm once. All the thunders that fell were purple-gold, and their power was much stronger than those here." The old man shook his head and denied it very firmly.
"But the little Heavenly Tribulation Thunder is not gold and silver, it should be blue sky thunder. I have seen the elders of the teacher's sect live through it several times with my own eyes, and I can't be wrong." The yellow-robed youth had a strange look on his face Said.
"This Heavenly Tribulation seems to be much more violent than ordinary minor Heavenly Tribulations, and it cannot be the Transformation Calamity of Monster Beasts. The sky thunders struck by the Transformation Thunder Tribulation of Monster Beasts are all silver-white." The old man's face dignified, it seems difficult to judge.
Seeing that Huo Lao didn't know much about it, these alchemy monks couldn't help showing disappointment.
Now the hurricane in the air is getting bigger and bigger, and the entire giant mountain is full of strong winds within a hundred miles. At the same time, under the pressure of dark clouds, ordinary people can't even stand on flat ground.
In this way, Huo Lao pondered for a while, and simply ordered all the convoys to form a circle temporarily, and wait for the unknown monk to finish his tribulation before moving forward.
There was a sound of thunder in the air in the distance, and then the golden and silver thunder arcs suddenly broke out. Amidst a burst of dark clouds, the arcs fell from the sky one by one. At first, they were one by one, but in a blink of an eye, they were densely packed, like a torrential rain Generally pouring down.
A strange scene appeared, the silver arcs burst on the top of the mountain, turning into glaring silver lights, easily cutting off a large part of the top of the giant mountain.
And as soon as those golden arcs touched the top of the mountain, they disappeared in a strange flash, like invisible objects.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud thunder in the middle of the mountain, and the dull crackling sound seemed to be a little more violent than the thunder at the top of the mountain.
This scene shocked Huo Lao and several alchemy cultivators who were watching the catastrophe from a distance. What kind of thunder are those golden arcs? Those mountains and rocks can't stop them in the slightest, and they go straight to the victim. This kind of weird situation seems to only appear in the Zijin Tianlei of the Great Heavenly Tribulation.
Is it really some kind of great catastrophe that has never appeared before
Just when these people were muttering in their hearts, a glaring blue light shot out from the mountainside, and in a flash it appeared in the midair near the mountainside, and there was a faint figure inside.
Seeing this, Huo Lao and the others naturally knew that the figure in the blue light must be the great supernatural monk who survived the calamity.
I just don't know, this person was forced by those golden thunders and couldn't hide in the mountainside, so he had to escape outside the mountain. He still felt that it was better to use means to deal with the power of the catastrophe in an open place.
All of a sudden, those gold and silver arcs that had been madly smashing the giant mountain changed direction as if psychic, and followed Qing Guang's mad strike down.
A long howling sound came from the blue light, and then a blue light flashed above the figure's head, and a giant cauldron emerged, and the lid of the cauldron was shaken open.
Dense strands of black hair flew out from inside, flying all over the sky, covering half of the sky.
Wherever the blue silk passed, those silver arcs were swept into the giant cauldron, but those golden arcs, like invisible objects, unceremoniously passed through the blue silk, and went straight to the figure below.
"Okay, okay, okay!" The figure in the blue light seemed surprised, but instead of being angry, he laughed.
Suddenly, the figure rubbed his hands together, then raised them into the air, there was a loud thunderclap, and two thick golden arcs from the mouth of the bowl flashed wildly, and then separated and shot, turning into a huge grid that appeared above the head.
In an instant, two golden arcs of the same color were intertwined, bursting one after another with a crackling sound, and then collapsed and disappeared at the same time. Countless slender golden arcs danced, making the sky above the figure extremely gorgeous.
Seeing this scene, Huo Lao and the others were a little dazed.
Naturally, there are quite a few people in the spiritual world who practice lightning-attribute exercises. But when ordinary thunder and lightning touch the sky thunder, not only cannot resist it, but will be absorbed by the sky thunder instantly, causing its owner to suffer backlash.
And this tribulation-surviving monk in front of him not only cultivated the thunder-attribute supernatural powers that seemed to be the same as the thunder of the sky, but also dared to resist the thunder with lightning, but I have never heard of how many people dared to do this.
However, the gold and silver arcs falling from the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be endless. After a stick of incense, instead of stopping, they became thicker and astonishing.
The electric arc has gradually become as thick as an arm from the original thickness of a thumb.
This time, the face of the figure in the blue light changed slightly, because the silver arc absorbed by the giant cauldron above his head seemed to have exceeded a certain limit, and not only the number of blue threads sprayed out began to decrease, but also the speed at which the silver arc was wiped out also began to decrease.
As a result, a large number of silver arcs took the opportunity to fall into the gold grid below, and the power grid, which was already struggling, immediately became incapacitated.
Several alchemy cultivators had already looked at each other, and the yellow-robed young man who was the leader murmured: "This is by no means an ordinary minor catastrophe, even if it is a catastrophe after the completion of the transformation stage, I am afraid it is just as powerful. Bar!"
"No, I seem to have heard about this kind of catastrophe..." Mr. Huo said suddenly after seeing the power of the catastrophe.
"Huo Lao is serious?" The yellow-robed youth hurriedly looked over when he heard this.
"That's right, I did hear someone say it once. It's just that the time is too far away, so I can't remember it." The old man's face showed a look of deep thought.
After all, he was not a cultivator, and as he was getting older, some unimportant memories were naturally blurred.
Those alchemy cultivators were a little anxious, but Huo Lao was a top-level body refiner whose strength was comparable to that of Nascent Soul cultivator, so they naturally didn't dare to urge him.
"Not good, that senior seems to be unable to hold on anymore." A monk who formed a pill looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly lost his voice.
When the others heard the words, they all looked in surprise, and even Huo Lao subconsciously stopped thinking and looked up hastily.
I saw the shape of the gold and silver thunder falling from the dark clouds changed, the arc disappeared, and turned into huge thunderballs the size of heads. The gold and silver colors were interlaced, falling down one after another like celestial maidens scattered flowers.
This kind of thunder ball is obviously far more powerful than the previous arc. After falling densely, the giant cauldron finally made an unbearable buzzing sound, and then stopped emitting black hair, but shrunk down to the size of a fist with a whine, and then the light flashed. It shot down and disappeared into the figure below.
Obviously this treasure has been damaged seriously.
As a result, although the golden arc still gushed out from the hands of the figure below, the power grid couldn't bear it anymore.
The giant net finally began to shatter inch by inch under the violent strikes of the two colored thunderballs.
Just when everyone thought that the cultivator who had survived the catastrophe was about to be buried under the catastrophe, the figure let out a icy cold snort, and suddenly touched his head, and a large gray cloud of light rose from the back of his head. Then he opened his mouth, and spat out another black mountain about an inch in size.
The gray glow swept across the sky filled with thunderballs that were close at hand, and an incredible scene appeared.
As soon as the thunderballs of any color were swept by the haze, they immediately stopped falling, and then floated up in the gray haze, as if an invisible force held them up at the same time.
It seems that the gray glow can only have so much power against the thunder ball, and there is no further action. But as long as the thunderballs falling in the sky one after another fall into the rays of light, they will all end up in the same way.
Although the glow was thirty feet high, it was densely packed with two-color thunderballs in an instant, and it seemed that it was about to be full and could no longer hold it.
At this moment, the figure suddenly made a gesture, and the small hill in front of him suddenly rose up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge mountain of more than ten feet.
Immediately, the figure touched the mountain with one hand, and at the same time, an obscure and profound incantation came out.
The surface of the entire mountain was filled with spiritual light, and circles of gray halos were released from the mountain, sweeping away all the thunderballs that were floating in midair.
An unbelievable scene appeared.
After the first few gray circles swept across, the thunderballs only trembled slightly, and there was nothing unusual, but the gray glow originally emitted from the back of the figure's head was rippling like a still water surface, and layers of it appeared. The ripples began to twist.
Under the action of these two forces, the thunderball finally became unstable. When the gray light distorted and shook violently, the two colored thunderballs lost their balance, and as they fluttered, they collided with each other by themselves, bursting out one by one astonishing golden explosions. Silver light clusters, countless arcs lased in all directions.
But then the gray circle of light trembled, and these arcs seemed to be controlled, and they all shot towards the dark mountain below, and then disappeared within it in a flash.
Just like that, the figure kept repeating the above actions, turning the falling thunderballs into gold and silver arcs one by one with gray rays of light, and then using the hill to collect them.
Looking at it, it seems that it is light and effortless, but the figure is already secretly complaining incessantly.
Even though his Yuan Magnetic Divine Light has incredible supernatural powers, but at the same time using Yuan Ci Mountain to deal with so many sky thunders at once, it is amazing to let his mana flow away.
This famous figure is naturally Han Li who has been cultivating in the belly of the mountain for more than a hundred years.
During this period, not only did he master the Vajra Art, but also the Nascent Soul, which was originally illusory, quickly recondensed with the help of the elixir.
But what he never expected was that the day when his Nascent Soul was condensed again would be the day when the catastrophe of the spiritual world would come.
Han Li was caught off guard, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and suffer.