This is just the beginning, and there are already two tribulation thunders coming down. At the end, we still don’t know what will happen! Mu Zekun's heart sank to the bottom. It seemed that even if he risked his life today, he might not be able to protect Wandong Zhouquan.
If Mu Zekun wants to retreat at this time, he can retreat at any time. The thunder tribulation was aimed at Wandong, not him! But in Mu Zekun's mind, he didn't even think about it. One thought has long been as firm as iron, that is, even if I die, I will die with Wan Dong!
"God damn it, are you so unwilling to see anyone better than you? Ziying, let's fight this thief for heaven's sake!"
Mu Zekun cursed angrily. The purple magic weapon in his hand seemed to have spirituality. It actually started to tremble at this moment and kept buzzing. Purple light patterns, like ripples in water, slowly spread out, followed by an ancient and mysterious aura.
Mu Zekun has become famous in Taoism more than a hundred years ago, but few people know that his best skill is swordsmanship!
Faced with the threat of two tribulation thunders, Mu Zekun did not dare to hold back at all. The immortal energy that had taken hundreds of years to be condensed was poured into Ziying like it was free of money. Let the brilliance of the purple shadow grow even brighter, and the sword intent that spreads across the world become even more crazy and domineering!
Do or die! This is the true meaning of swordsmanship that Mu Zekun realized!
"Destroy it!"
Following Mu Zekun's explosive roar, the body of the purple shadow sword trembled, and countless purple sword shadows spurted out in an instant, layer upon layer, turning hundreds of miles around into a sea of swords! Mu Zekun floated in mid-air, his raised right hand suddenly slashed down, and the sea of swords suddenly rolled and turned into two sword shadows, blasting towards the two tribulation thunders like destroying the heaven and earth!
The tribulation thunder and the sword shadow craze soon collided together, like the tide hitting the rocks hard. Countless purple sword shadows instantly collapsed and turned into dots of purple light, splashing all over the place. All the trees and buildings on the ground suffered damage, and countless people were damaged.
The frenzy of sword shadows and thunder and lightning are entangled together. Not to mention how powerful it is, just the majestic waves like a comet hitting the earth are enough to make people's hearts tremble!
Far away on the mountainside, looking at the peak, Mu Tiannan and others were all shocked by the scene in front of them. The gorgeous colors are as brilliant as fireworks! This scene will be engraved in their minds forever and will be unforgettable in their lives!
In order to fight against the calamity thunder, Mu Zekun almost tried his best! When the two tribulation thunders were finally eliminated by the wave of purple shadow swords, Mu Zekun could no longer bear it and spat out a blood arrow from his mouth. His face was as pale as paper!
"You bitch, why don't you leave?"
Mu Zekun stared at the calamity clouds in the sky, hoping that they would disperse and let the sun shine on the earth again. But hope is always beautiful, but reality is often cruel! Not only did the calamity cloud show no sign of dispersing, it actually became darker and gloomier! The lightning flashes that flickered from time to time were actually connected bit by bit, and a large thunder net suddenly took shape under Mu Zekun's gaze!
"Isn't it!?" Seeing this scene, Mu Zekun's eyes almost jumped out of his head in shock. Not to mention him, even a tenth-level human immortal might not be able to withstand a calamity thunder of this magnitude.
"You really don't give me any chance!"
Mu Zekun couldn't help but let out a sigh, and his face instantly turned into ashes!
"Damn it! Old man, why are you provoking thunder and calamity for nothing?"
Just when Mu Zekun's heart was filled with despair, Wan Dong's surprised shout rang out. Mu Zekun turned his head and looked in surprise. Sure enough, Wan Dong had woken up and was glaring at him with a suspicious or even reproachful expression.
"What the hell are you talking about!?" Mu Zekun's surprise did not last long before it turned into rage.
I worked my ass off and risked half my life to protect you from the thunderstorm. It's a good thing that you didn't even say a few words of gratitude when you woke up. No wonder the thunder tribulation is so fierce. With your character, even if you don't become an immortal, God will kill you!
Wandong had just woken up and hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he said that. Soon he realized something was wrong. The thunder in the sky was clearly aimed at him. An extremely strong death threat lingered in his mind!
"Did I cause this thunder disaster?" Wandong couldn't help but exclaimed.
"What do you think?" Mu Zekun yelled angrily.
"Holy crap! Old man, is your Confused Heaven Seal useful? I obviously used it successfully, so why would it cause thunder and disaster? Are you lying to me?" Seeing the huge thunderstorm formed by the interweaving of thunder and lightning, The net was about to fall down, and Wandong's forehead broke out in cold sweat. That strong aura of death was no less than what Li Baiyi had brought to him in his mortal world!
"You, you, you... you are so mad at me!"
Seeing that Wandong did not 'reflect on himself', but instead put all the blame on him, Mu Zekun's face almost turned green with anger.
However, at this moment, Mu Zekun had no time to vent his anger on Wan Dong, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking nonsense, you and I will join hands to take the initiative before the network of thunder and calamity is completely formed, and maybe we can fight for it." vitality!"
"Okay!" At the critical moment of life and death, Wandong did not dare to hesitate.
With a loud shout, he raised his palm instantly. If you still have reservations in the face of this thunder tribulation, you are simply asking for death! The true meaning of wind, the true meaning of cloud, the true meaning of sword, the true meaning of fusion... Wandong completely exploded!
The white light formed by the condensed immortal energy spurted out from the palm, filled with the majestic momentum of a great river, which was shocking!
When Mu Zekun saw this, his mouth felt bitter! At this time, Wandong had actually surpassed him far! Mu Zekun suddenly felt that his more than two hundred years had been in vain!
Without much time to worry, Mu Zekun sacrificed Ziying again, activated the mountain-like sword shadows, and coordinated with Wandong's offensive to blast towards the Thunder Tribulation Network!
boom!
But after hearing a loud noise, Wandong's body suddenly shook and fell directly from the void. Mu Zekun's condition was even worse. Three blood arrows were sprayed out in succession. His face turned from white to golden. It was clear at a glance that he was seriously injured.
But neither of them bothered to check their injuries and looked up anxiously. When they looked at it, they both felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. The thunder tribulation net seemed completely unaffected. Not only did its terrifying aura remain unabated, it had even been completely formed and was ready to be crushed at any time.
"It seems that if I don't die, this thief will never give up!" Wandong's voice was full of resentment.
Mu Zekun sighed and said with emotion, "If I were God, I wouldn't tolerate a monster like you!"
The appearance of Wandong almost completely destroyed Mu Zekun's world view and outlook on life! Thinking that his achievements in more than two hundred years of life were not as good as Wan Dong's twenty years, he couldn't help but have the urge to strangle Wan Dong to death.
"Old man, this thunderstorm is aimed at me. If you leave now, it's still too late!" Wan Donghuo turned to look at Mu Zekun and said.
"Once this thunder net falls, I'm afraid the entire Mu family's first peak will be razed to the ground! This is my home, and I won't leave!"
"But you will die!"
"Hmph! I have lived for more than two hundred years. If I still can't bear the consequences of life and death, I would be too stupid!"
Wan Dong was silent for a moment and said quietly, "Old man, this is my life. Don't you need to die with me?"
"We cultivators have gone through untold hardships and searched high and low, just to change our fate against heaven? If you accept your fate, then you shouldn't practice Dao!"
"But… "
"There's nothing good about it! If you are really a dragon among men, then take care of this thunder and let me see it!"
When Mu Zekun said this, he didn't even believe it! The tribulation thunder intertwined into a network. This was the first time in the Tao Sect's thousands of years of history that it had happened!
If God is shamelessly messing with you, you might as well end it yourself, it's as easy as it comes!
But Mu Zekun's words shocked Wan Dong's heart! He really couldn't admit defeat like this. Mu Lian, who had gone to the Immortal Courtyard, was still waiting for her! Countless relatives and brothers still need him to protect them, so he is no longer qualified to admit failure!
It's just that this big network of tribulation thunders is extremely powerful. If you want to force it down, there is no way. what can we do about it? Wandong's mind started spinning like never before! Supported by the desire to survive, Wandong's mind gradually calmed down and became clearer.
"Is it true that God is jealous of talents?" Mu Zekun sighed from time to time, not for himself, but for Wandong.
How can one not feel heartbroken when a genius dies prematurely
"Old man, can your Mystical Seal improve your realm?" Wan Dong suddenly asked.
Mu Zekun didn't react for a moment, and he was in a daze.
Before Mu Zekun could answer, Wandong had already made up his mind. If he wanted to survive this calamity, he would ultimately have to land on the Lost Sky Seal. Wandong's cultivation level has been infinitely close to that of a third-level immortal, but the Mysterious Sky Seal can only cover up the aura of a first-level immortal. If you want it to cover up the aura of the third-level Immortal, you must improve the Mysterious Heaven Seal itself.
"Is this... is this possible?"
Mu Zekun woke up and couldn't help but shake his head. He had spent twenty years in seclusion and thought hard before he created the Lost Heaven Seal, but Wandong wanted to transform it into a third-level immortal in a moment. This sounded a bit unreliable.
You need to know that transforming and improving a magical power is even more difficult than creating a magical power! Not to mention, Wandong has no time!
But Wandong had obviously made up his mind. He didn't even look at the thunder net that was about to fall, and he just focused on comprehending the seal of confusion.
Even though he felt that Wandong was doing useless work, Mu Zekun couldn't help but admire him. Being able to show such composure under such huge pressure is enough to be proud of!
As Wandong realized, golden lines appeared one after another in front of Wandong. Mu Zekun was naturally very familiar with these golden lines. Each one was created by him carefully, and each one was almost Perfection achieved, unchangeable. Moreover, Wandong did not make any changes to them. As Mu Zekun said, it is too difficult for Wandong to transform and improve the Mitian Seal! (To be continued)