There are a total of 121 strikes in the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, which is the final test for the immortals to face after attaining the Dao. It comes once in a thousand years. Bound by the righteousness of heaven and earth.
If one survives the thunder calamity, at the least, the body of the Golden Immortal will be dissolved, and it will take a hundred years of practice to obtain a body of flesh and blood; at the worst, the soul will be scattered, and there will be no such person in the world. Every sky thunder contains the images of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which change without direction, originating from the nine heavens, also known as "the scourge of heaven".
The Immortal Immortal, living like a day for thousands of years, will always attract the punishment of God. How does the sky care whether your life is prosperous or lonely
Unless you go beyond the ranks and become holy, you will have to face final destruction if you live in this world for a day. A sage escapes from the Three Realms and does not belong to the Five Elements; he who is not ruthless and unrighteous, and who treats the common people as dogs cannot become a saint.
The leader of Tongtian Sect cannot do it, so he will eventually accept the calamity.
The first thunder is like a hymn of frost and fire, setting off the scene of the last scene on the vast land.
Three thunderbolts came together, and the thunder and lightning wanted to blind everyone's eyes. Tongtian raised his arm with all his strength, and drew out blossoming green lotuses in the bursts, strangling ten thousand hectares of violent thunder.
Nine thunderbolts slammed into the sword energy protecting the Master Tongtian, smashing the green lotus to pieces!
Twenty-seven thunderbolts spit out a mouthful of blood, and the body flew up like a kite with a broken string.
When the final judgment came, eighty-one thunderbolts ruthlessly destroyed the earth. The only sight that entered the eyes was a sea of white light, almost blinding the eyes; the only sound that entered the ears was the constant humming.
The mortals screamed in panic, but found that they could no longer hear the shouts from their companions.
After a long time, the aftermath of the thunder and lightning finally dissipated, and there was scorched air all over the place, and the electric light ran wildly and scattered in the void.
From the coming of the catastrophe to the end, in just four breaths, it destroyed the tens of thousands of years of Taoist deeds of the Tongtian leader.
King Zhou asked in a trembling voice: "Master... is he dead?"
Shen Gongbao shook his head blankly.
Tens of thousands of people watched the wilderness flattened by lightning. There was not a single blade of grass growing on the wilderness. With the site of Tongtian Landing as the center, a radius of hundreds of miles had turned into scorched earth.
Grass, wood, and corpses all turned into dust, and with a gust of cool wind, they turned into countless gray and white butterflies, flying towards the sky. The sky and fields are covered with dust like snowflakes, which are the ashes of countless lives that have gone to the end.
King Zhou took the first step in this ashes.
Huang Tianhua finally recovered his hearing, and said with fear: "Tongtian...is this a success or a defeat?"
Jiang Ziya shook his head slowly.
King Zhou walked towards the ruins after the war between the two religions, looked at the deep pit buried in earth and rocks in disbelief, stretched out a charred arm with difficulty.
The Zhuxian sword slashed lightly, and the giant rock was split into two halves, and fell down with a bang.
King Zhou took a breath, and saw that the person buried in the ruins could no longer recognize who it was.
Tong Tian's whole body was scorched black, and he no longer had the unrestrained appearance of a sword fairy. His lower limbs were shattered into pieces under Tianwei's power, and only his upper body was struggling to stand up. His skin was carbonized and peeled off, and fresh blood flowed out of his body.
However, his war is not over yet.
"you lose."
The deep voice seemed to be far away from the stars, and it came to the front in an instant.
King Zhou stopped.
Yuanshi Tianzun finally stepped out of the void, stood under the infinite snow, and stared at the leader of Tongtian.
His eyes were one purple and the other golden, his body was surrounded by immortal air currents, his left hand held a red pill, and his right hand held a strand of purple and black banner, which billowed in the air like black fire from hell.
Tong Tian's eyes were gloomy, his lips moved, a piece of carbon dust peeled off from his lips, and blood gushed out from the wound.
His fingers seemed to want to hold the Zhuxian sword tightly, but as soon as he exerted force, his five fingers collapsed, and the sword fell from his shattered wrist, and fell to the ground with a clang.
Yuanshi Tianzun gently pushed forward with his left hand, and Hongwan emitted a jade-like light all over his body, pulling the little immortal energy left on Tongtian back to himself.
King Zhou saw clearly what Yuanshi Tianzun had done in an instant, and felt the world spinning for a while, and his eyes turned black.
Yuan Shi is devouring! Tongtian, Yuanshi, and Taishang Laojun Sanqing originally came from one body, and they were all Pangu's last breath when he died. Now that Tongtian is about to die, Yuanshi has waited for a long time to absorb the Hunyuan righteousness in Tongtian's body.
The nausea went straight to his throat, and Yin Mhoude almost vomited. Yuanshi Tianzun is dignified, but in the eyes of tens of thousands of people, he has become a vampire.
Tong Tian couldn't struggle anymore, a ray of remaining strength gradually left his body, and his lips moved again.
It was the mocking sound that he spent the last of his life making, the sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear and contemptuous.
"It's you who lose."
In an instant, the red pill exploded, and the shock wave knocked King Zhou to the ground and pushed him more than a hundred feet away. The remains of the leader of Tongtian Sect were shattered into pieces in the explosion.
The pupils of Yuanshi Tianzun showed fear, and the moment the red pill shattered, a burst of black light shot out, strangling Yuanshi Tianzun's whole body like a rag.
It was the last kill of Master Tongtian, and it was the trap that Zhao Gongming had laid down a long time ago. The mechanism buried in the red pill.
The last piece of the Xiantian Lingbao—the Six Soul Banner!
Suddenly, the six soul banners rolled up layer by layer, wrapping the head and face of Yuanshi Tianzun, and then the whole body, Yuanshi Tianzun stretched out a hand, before it was too late to call for help, he was wrapped in the black banner.
The six soul banners were gathered together, and finally became a point, disappearing into the void. Xianzun Chanjiao died in this way without leaving any traces. Only a small dark purple flag the size of a palm fell down, which resonated softly with the Zhuxian Sword lying nearby and glowed brightly.
A few days later, Li Shanwa Palace.
The sky is full of catkins, and this year's winter seems to have come very early. The Immortal Execution Sword Formation and the Nirvana Heart Clock, the two heaven-defying techniques, shook each other, and at the moment when the power was fully activated, the aftermath swept to the front of Wa Palace.
In the vast Lishan Mountain, only a jade statue and an ancient wall remain intact. At this moment, there is a great war in the world, and no one has come to repair Wa Palace anymore. Moreover, Nuwa's true hall is not in the world where incense is enshrined, but in heaven.
A visitor came today. He braved the light snow and hiked up to the peak, which took a while. He stared at the eyes of the jade statue of Nuwa, knelt down in silence after a long time, took off the golden dragon helmet, and bowed down to Nuwa suddenly. His forehead hit the ground, and there was a muffled sound, and after a long time, he knocked his head twice in succession, until blood flowed from his forehead, before he stopped.
"Shoude's previous self-examination: because of the poem writing, it caused endless wars in the world, and I came here to apologize to Empress Nuwa. I hope that the empress is sympathetic to the common people on the earth. Forgive Shoude's ignorance and ignorance. After Shoude returned to the court song, It is determined to rebuild the Wa Palace for the Empress."
After King Zhou finished speaking, he bowed again, this time his forehead only touched the ground lightly, and the pool of blood spread quietly, staining the white ground covered with ice and snow red. He bowed his head and knelt for a long time, his shoulders trembled slightly, and after a long time he said: "Nuwa Empress is in charge of love affairs in the world, and she is begged by virtue..."
Suddenly hearing that another person came behind King Zhou at some time, he just smiled and said: "She only cares about 'male and female' love, my lord, you are asking the wrong god."
King Zhou raised his head slowly at this moment, and said with a smile, "Aren't you here?"
Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to start a conversation, but King Zhou said again: "You want to argue again? Your heart is not sincere, but Gu's heart is sincere."
Hao Ran was speechless and could only sigh. Seeing a puddle of blood on King Zhou's knee again, he said, "What are you doing here?"
At this moment, King Zhou stood up slowly, turned around and sat in front of the altar, took out a skin bag that he carried with him, wanted to open it for Hao Ran to see, and simply handed over the skin bag. "This is the property of the leader and Tianzun, and it was found alone from the ruins of the two islands."
Haoran didn't answer, but just stared blankly at the blood dripping from King Zhou's forehead. After a long time, he bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, melted it with the warmth of his palm, wet his sleeves, and wiped off the blood.
King Zhou took something out of his leather pouch, and said, "Guzhi, you want to find the Pangu axe. This is the Zhuxian sword, and this is the Pangu banner. Look, Guwei broke his promise, and I found them for you."
That appearance, very much like a young man who has found ancient jade to please his lover.
When Haoran saw Zhuxian Sword, he couldn't restrain his grief and indignation, and shouted: "Don't take it out!"
"Presumptuous, you are arrogant and lawless again?"
Haoran stood quietly, King Zhou couldn't help laughing suddenly, shook his head and just smiled. After a while, he said: "Okay, Haoran, Gu Zhiyou and the leader..."
"Haoran?"
King Zhou suddenly said again: "The leader of the church was wise all his life, and he valued love and righteousness; in life, who is immortal? Let's fight vigorously..."
Hao Ran suddenly sneered back: "Who is immortal? You have to die eventually, what's the use of living?"
King Zhou didn't answer, just said: "Look." Immediately he took the Zhuxian sword, but threw the Pangu flag and the skin bag on the ground, as if he didn't bother to look at it again.
King Zhou held the ancient wooden scabbard, turned the hilt, and handed it to Haoran. Haoran sighed, covered the hilt with his palm, and slowly drew out the Zhuxian Sword.
Zhu Xian's sharp edge was like snow, reflecting his awe-inspiring face, and at that moment, the sky-reaching eyes vaguely reappeared in front of his eyes.
"After receiving this sword, you are his closed disciple, and you should take the master's will as your lifelong ambition." King Zhou said slowly, "Just like my master Wen Zhong, do you remember the only regret of Wen Taishi before his death?"
Haoran recalled the moment when Wen Zhong was ordered to return to Jue Longling, and said: "The only wish he and the leader had before they died was to..."
Before the words were finished, both of them understood and stopped talking. Perhaps this is also the deep meaning of Wen Zhong and Tong Tian's gift of the black and white double xun. King Zhou smiled, picked up the skin bag, shook out the Pangu banner, handed it to Haoran, and said: "The Pangu ax has been obtained, you should do business first, there is only one way, and I will explain it to you in detail later."
Haoran relieved his sorrow a little and nodded. Raising his left hand, the imprint of Taiji Diagram is still there.
He pushed his palm in vain, and the sound of bells and chimes buzzed around him, and the Taiji diagram spun out of the back of his hand and floated out. The black and white dual instrument rotates; the Pangu banner and Zhuxian sword each burst out with purple light, resonate, are sucked by the Taiji diagram, and then share the two instruments, merging into a ball of light.
The light faded away and turned into an ax with a black handle and a faint purple blade.
"This is the Pangu axe." King Zhou said.
Haoran put the Pangu ax into the demon refining pot, and replied: "There are countless lives on this axe, and I will never use it again for the rest of my life."
King Zhou chose a clean stone platform and sat down alone. The two of them looked at the continuous heavy snow outside Wa Palace. They both knew that they had left Mount Li today and each returned to their own army. They did not know when they would meet again. For a while, he couldn't speak a word.
After a long time, Haoran said: "The Yellow Emperor sent me to Yin and Shang, and this is where I will end up." He looked at the map of mountains, rivers and society behind the jade statue of Nuwa, and the word "document certificate" was still in his eyes, remembering the absurdity he did at that time He couldn't help smiling, and said: "Xuanyuan Sword is still unknown. Ji Fa led the troops to occupy Jiamengguan. I wanted to walk around the day before yesterday to see if there were any clues."
King Zhou hummed, and said, "Where is the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword, since Master Tongtian didn't tell you?"
Haoran shook his head in a daze, suddenly remembered the words of the Taishang Laojun when he first entered the Tushita Palace, and said: "Old Lord... He said that after this battle is over, Xuanyuan Sword will be available."
King Zhou nodded and said: "Gu also wants to talk about this matter. Since the fox demon entered the palace, there have been many changes one after another; the Yin Shang society is in danger of being overthrown."
Haoran vaguely sensed something, and asked: "How do you know that Su Daji..."
King Zhou suddenly laughed and said, "Let's not mention her, I just want to tell you that the Kunlun Mountains collapsed, and the immortal has died. At this moment, Gu Zong is forcing you to go back to Chaoge, and no one in the world can do anything to you and me."
"However, since the Xuanyuan Sword can only be obtained after this battle is over, let's just fight. How about making a bet with you alone?"
Haoran lowered his head slightly, seeing King Zhou looking at the continuous and fine snowflakes, with a smile on his resolute face. That was the resolute look he was most obsessed with.
King Zhou stared into the distance, as if he was talking to Haoran, but also to himself, he said slowly: "I bet with you that no artifacts, magic weapons, or immortals will participate in the battle; Yin Shang Xiqi will use the strength of mortals to decide the outcome." .When Gu wins, Xuanyuan Sword will be available, and Gu will pass on the position to Yin Jiao, and go back with you. How good is that?"
"What if the king loses?"
King Zhou didn't answer, but said, "Kneel down."
Haoran knelt down on one knee, and the two stared at each other quietly. After a while, Yin Munde's generous palm wrapped around Haoran's neck, and his warm lips covered it.
It was cold that day, but their hearts were warm. The warmth resisted the endless snow and loneliness.
After a long time, the hot air between the lips parted, and Hao Ran lightly touched the corner of King Zhou's lips with his fingers, as if afraid of breaking the dream of this heroic man, he said softly: "If... the king is defeated, so what."
King Zhou got up and said, "I'm going here alone. When you come to fight, a general must think about the lives of his soldiers and think carefully. You must have a plan in mind and don't act rashly." Wa Palace.
"A lone never loses, never will."
The last sentence, accompanied by King Zhou's back, disappeared in the snowflakes that rolled up on Mount Li.
—Volume 4 Pan Gu Ax End—