Only traces of purple brilliance were seen, rushing into the sky and earth, facing the violent storm.
The entire cloud sky was filled with thunderous sounds. This violent power also began to spread to every corner of this world.
It can be seen that the sky is collapsing not far away, and the already disintegrated earth is cracking and falling apart, scattering into more fragments.
Zong Shou felt that his breathing was almost suffocating as he looked at everything in front of him.
"If this calamity continues, this world may not be able to survive for seven days and will be completely destroyed. And my master, although he is gradually getting stronger at this time, he is not yet completely safe -"
After a moment of meditation, Zong Shou took out the other three fairy treasures he had snatched before.
It's a rope, a shield, and a small purple gold hammer. Zong Shou didn't care whether Lin Xuanshuang was useful or not. Throw these three immortal treasures, together with various magic weapons, far away in the direction of the Yang Formation Eye.
After doing this, he had no more energy left, but he took care of the situation on the other side.
At this time, he just looked at the nameless sword in front of him with a strange expression.
Just now, he had never thought about using the Nameless Sword to assist this formation. However, this sword flew out of his sleeve completely spontaneously and joined in the fun.
And at this moment, he is also working hard.
Weijue shook his head strangely, and Zong Shou restrained all his thoughts, resisting the catastrophic force of these raindrops.
It was extremely difficult at first, but when Zong Shou reluctantly began to adapt, he began to have an offensive and defensive relationship with this calamity force in his body. When trying to drive away the calamity, they began to switch between offense and defense.
The intensity of the tribulation began to increase again.
This happened several times in a row. Zong Shou was left overwhelmed and exhausted. He exerted all his strength to mobilize the Dharma-Xiang Yuan Shen and the Qi Sea Golden Pill, and struggled to resist.
However, there were still several times when the calamity force almost penetrated into his Taoist source.
"It's so painful. I don't know how long I will last? How long will it take before I stop?"
as time flows. Zong Shou felt that his thoughts were getting more and more tired.
Several times I couldn't help but sacrifice the phantom heart mirror. Use the power of immortal weapons to fight against this tyrannical force.
But he endured it several times and only planted the seventy-nine stars. And the set of the Ten Jue Royal Dao Extermination Sword Formation was placed around him.
At critical moments, it can be used as a source of help so that you will not be caught off guard.
This was the first time he had ever used foreign objects to overcome a catastrophe.
It's just that this rain is really overbearing and tyrannical, beyond his ability.
I can only have fun in suffering, I thought helplessly.
If this calamity can be overcome safely, the Daoji, which has been a little erratic and turbulent recently due to entering the fairyland prematurely, should be able to be completely stabilized.
In this calamity. In fact, he can also comprehend many great ways of heaven and earth from the power of the rebellious laws within the calamity force.
It can also temper the body and temper the soul, even if one day, it will face the ultimate disaster. Today's calamity. It can also be regarded as an early experience.
There are countless benefits, but there is a prerequisite, that is, he can survive until the end of this disaster -
This is tantamount to risking your life in exchange for it.
With a helpless sigh, Zong Shou gradually thought about it, as if he fell into a deep sleep, completely forgetting himself.
But that's real power. The soul consciousness is still in the body, fighting against those catastrophic forces, switching between offense and defense.
Immersed in the realm of heaven and man's induction, he felt that even if he survived the Red Flame Divine Tribulation back then, his gains would be far from what he can achieve today.
I don't know how long it took, but just when Zong Shou thought that the rainstorm would be endless and would never stop.
A tremolo, a hundred times stronger than thunder, suddenly sounded in his ears. His eardrums were almost completely shattered.
Looking around, he saw a huge purple light rushing into the sky.
Tear that thundercloud apart completely!
The downpour suddenly suffocated and stopped,
Zong Shou was immediately slightly happy. He clearly felt that the raindrops falling on him were no longer as bad as before, making him extremely uncomfortable.
The calamity power contained within has also been reduced by at least 30%!
He, who was already struggling to cope, suddenly felt relaxed.
He can easily suppress the power of the rebellious law and drive it out of his body.
But at this time, his body was in a mess. All the nine meridians were shattered, and all the muscles and bones were damaged.
Except for the complete skeleton, there is no good piece of meat anywhere else.
There was bleeding from all the orifices, and the shape was miserable and miserable.
In his life, if he could be said to be more dangerous than at this time,
He was weak as never before, feeling that at this moment, even if a three-year-old child stabbed him with a sword, he would be unable to resist.
He took out a handful of elixirs from the brocade bag and swallowed them all in his mouth. With the help of medicine, injuries can be restored and Qi channels can be sorted out.
As soon as he regained control of the vitality in his body, Zong Shou couldn't wait to look carefully at the Yin Formation eyes opposite him.
It's not about whether Lin Xuanshuang can be resurrected successfully. But it looks like whether the power of the tribulation thunder has dissipated and whether his life can be saved.
The catastrophe of heaven and earth is often divided into several waves. After one wave dissipates, another wave will hit.
If the calamity in this rain is just the first wave—
Zong Shou really couldn't imagine how he would end up next.
Completely wiped out? Distraught
Even if he uses the Illusion Heart Mirror, I'm afraid he won't survive.
Even if he can withstand it, the person on the opposite side may not be able to withstand it -
At this time, the two were locked together, like grasshoppers tied to a thread.
If one dies, the fate of the other will be miserable.
Holding his breath, Zong Shou looked at the sky as if waiting for the verdict.
What is gratifying is that after the dark clouds were torn apart by the purple light, they could never recover.
When the clouds open, the rain disperses, just as unexpectedly as when it comes, but it is just as sudden every time.
A moment ago, it was still raining heavily. The next moment, it completely disappeared without a trace.
There is no new calamity force generated in the surrounding area. It seems that it has passed peacefully.
"Is this the ultimate calamity? This is the first time I've seen it. I'm so lucky to see it with my own eyes!
Lu Wubing's voice sounded slowly over there, with a hint of admiration.
At this time, this person had already stood up. His face was still as pale as paper, and he had obviously spent a lot of energy before.
At this time, he looked at the whereabouts of Master Xuan Shuang with incredible eyes.
"Just the aftermath of the calamity caused this newly born Zhongqian world to collapse. No wonder. These immortal supreme beings, before reaching the realm, will look for uninhabited worlds everywhere. To avoid causality. It is not a place full of vitality, it is difficult. Provide them with what they need to overcome the calamity. Looking at the situation of the real person Xuan Shuang, I don’t know whether she is just repairing her body. Or she has completely survived thousands of calamities and achieved the ultimate saint-"
When Zong Shou heard this, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, thinking that Xing was a ghost.
This Lu Wubing was probably unaware of the dangerous situation just now, and he was just like him.
But Zong Shou was also curious about the last few sentences.
Flying up, Zong Shou ducked and arrived at the eye of the Yang Formation.
This place is still blocked by a force and Zong Shou cannot enter. I can't see what's going on inside,
But while he was here, he waited for a moment. This tyrannical force gradually dissipated.
Gradually a blurry figure appeared in front of him.
"It's done!"
Just looking at the person standing in the center of the formation, Zong Shou knew that he had at least reshaped his body with Master Xuan Shuang today.
Then I felt something was wrong, the person inside. He is also really too short.
Not only is he short, he is also extremely thin.
No, not so much short and thin. It would be better to say that the person opposite was just like a little girl—
When that power completely dissipates. The haze that filled the place also disappeared without a trace.
All I saw was a girl with an extremely delicate and beautiful face, standing tall and graceful in the fish eyes of the Yang Formation,
The facial features were carved by the hand of the most skilled carver. The contours are beautiful, just right, almost perfect.
The skin is as white as fine porcelain and as smooth as silk.
The key point is the girl's age. She looks to be only about twelve years old, and she looks younger than her teacher Ruolan.
At this moment, Zheng opened his eyes and stared blankly in front of him.
"Xi Zi—"
When his pupils gradually focused, they focused on Zong Shou. The girl frowned slightly, and immediately cast her gaze on the unknown sword in the distance.
His expression was startled, and then he showed a look of disappointment.
Then he turned the silk thread and looked at Zong Shou, the spiritual pets and guardians under his command, as well as Jingyin and Lu Wubing.
Finally, his eyes were focused on Zong Shou again.
"Who are you? Are you my junior disciple of Cangsheng Dao?"
Zong Shou was still thinking about the appearance of Xuan Shuang Sanren, wondering if he was also the bloodline of the snow lion in his palm
Why does he look like a child
I remember that when Master Xuanshuang passed through the tribulation, he had already lived for more than three thousand years.
This situation is either due to the power of blood, or it is very early when oneself takes shape.
Then he thought about Xuan Shuang, who seemed to be Xi Zi's first wife
Legend has it that the three sisters of Xuanshuang Zhenren all had a soft spot for Xizi. However, Master Xizi chose this one.
In other words, Master Xizi's taste in this regard seems to be somewhat different from ordinary people.
I feel sorry for myself, is my master just such a little kid
I don’t know if this person has taken that final step.
With all these miscellaneous thoughts running through his mind, Zong Shou's face was solemn.
He looked like a Taoist gentleman, with a solemn expression and stern eyes, and he bowed down.
"Disciple Zong Shou, pay your respects to Master Xuan Shuang!"
"Disciple, Master?"
Lin Xuanshuang seemed to be similarly stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses.
However, staring at Zong Shou coldly, she always felt that this person who claimed to be her disciple was thinking about something bad just now.
"I remember that before the Ai family passed through the tribulation, they had no disciples. Xizi only had six official disciples."
Zong Shouze looked calm and explained calmly: "About ten years ago, the disciple was admitted to the Cangsheng Taoist Sect by Wei Xu. Senior brother, he accepted the disciples on behalf of the master, and introduced the disciples to the master's sect. He is a second-generation direct descendant-"
Lin Xuanshuang suddenly understood, and then frowned, thoughtfully. RQ