Li Yan stared at the sky, his expression becoming solemn. He knew that his tribulation had just truly begun.
This sword is made up of the rules of wind. Not only can it cut mountains and split the seas, but what's more terrifying is that it may bring a gust of wind!
All cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage will almost certainly die if they encounter this gale. This is the first real line of life and death that the False Infant cultivators face. Fortunately, the gale during the Nascent Soul tribulation is very weak.
Li Yan moved his mind, and the "Sky Wind Bamboo" on the ground blocked his head, as if it also sensed the breath of the same kind.
Without waiting for Li Yan to control it, one end of the "Tianfeng Bamboo" suddenly stood up, like a cobra that had discovered its natural enemy.
At the same time, a vortex appeared faintly at the bamboo hole at the top, and this vortex became the size of a funnel in an instant, and continued to expand...
After an incense stick of time, three huge wind blades, each as tall as Li Yan and two others, surrounded him.
One knife chopped towards his neck, one knife chopped down from the top of his head, and the other knife rotated horizontally, with a whistling sound, it turned into a huge silver wheel and cut towards Li Yan's waist.
At this time, Li Yan's clothes on the front and back were stained with blood, and the wounds on his body that looked like small baby wounds were flashing silver light, and his flesh and blood were constantly wriggling.
And on his thigh, there was a long slanted blood groove, which made one side of his long gown disappear from the waist down, revealing black bloody trousers.
Li Yansen's leg bones were exposed, and blood was faintly flowing on several thick blue veins, but they were wrapped in a layer of magic power, so no blood flowed out, and there was also a silver light flashing in the wound.
Even with treasures to block it, the strong wind in the wind disaster is only a trace.
Even with Li Yan's current physical body, he is still unable to withstand the invasion of the strong wind. Fortunately, not every wind disaster carries strong wind.
The Undead Phoenix's recovery ability cannot heal such a huge wound quickly.
Li Yan's aura had also dropped significantly compared to before. Li Yan was holding a high-level spirit stone in each hand, quickly recovering his magic power.
Seeing the remaining attacks coming at the same time, Li Yan clenched his fists and flicked his sleeves, and a yellow cloth bag appeared at the back of his neck.
As soon as this thing appeared, it immediately grew to about one foot in size, and the bag bulged like a cloth bag filled with wind.
The mouth of the bag opened like a giant mouth, and a large amount of Yin energy gushed out of the bag, instantly causing the temperature of the space around Li Yan to drop sharply.
The opening of the bag was facing the huge wind blade that was slashing towards his neck. The blade light that was originally slashing down at an angle was blown directly by the cold wind from the opening of the bag, and the silver blade was instantly covered with a layer of gray.
The wind blade seemed to be covered by a layer of frost. The huge wind blade's extremely swift speed immediately slowed down, as if it had sunk into a swamp.
This yellow cloth bag is another one of the several magic weapons that Li Yan has prepared in advance in order to survive the tribulation over the years.
This treasure is a one-time consumable item called "Ghost King Bag".
It is an extremely yin-type wind-type magic weapon, and is also a good countermeasure against wind-type attacks.
It is an offensive magic weapon personally refined by a Nascent Soul cultivator. This magic weapon is made from the arm of a Xiaomei that is more than ten thousand years old. It has the power of a full-strength attack from the peak of the False Infant Realm.
When Li Yan first saw this magic weapon on the sect's list, he hesitated for several days. After thinking it over again and again, he still spent a huge amount of spirit stones to buy it.
The most important thing is that the dark wind ejected by the "Ghost King Bag" refined by the Nascent Soul cultivator can resist some of the strong winds.
After enduring the first ten wind disasters, Li Yan already knew how terrible the wind disaster was. It was about twice as powerful as the previous rain disaster.
Li Yan had already used about 80% of his strength at this time, and the heavenly tribulation was only halfway through.
Li Yan pointed the opening of the "Ghost King Bag" in a direction. Sure enough, when the dark wind came out of the bag, the huge wind blade that slashed diagonally towards Li Yan's neck seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
The huge wind blade coming down from above was less than ten feet above his head when it was blocked by a giant gray bamboo.
The giant bamboo was twice as thick as Li Yan's waist. It was the "Heavenly Wind Bamboo" that had transformed and grown larger.
At this moment, the "Tianfeng Bamboo" has lost its green color, and its entire body is covered with vertical, horizontal, and diagonal cracks, as if it is about to break.
The whistling sound of the "Heavenly Wind Bamboo" became even sharper, and the bamboo body seemed to be leaking air all over. The huge silver wind blade instantly cut into the waist of the "Heavenly Wind Bamboo".
The "Tianfeng Bamboo" that was already full of cracks was cut into a deep depression!
“Ding ding ding…”
Amid the continuous sounds, there were sounds of bamboo silk or bamboo strips breaking, and as the silver blade cut into the bamboo body, the giant bamboo seemed to become more resilient.
With the force of the downward concave movement, it suddenly bounced up and directly broke the embedded silver blade out.
In the end, although it only broke upwards about four or five inches, the silver blade light did not cut it off.
Almost at the same time, the silver circular blade that was cutting towards Li Yan's waist was spinning rapidly, like a meteor across the sky, and in a flash it reached Li Yan's waist.
While dealing with the other two wind blades, Li Yan had already sat on his hips and twisted his waist. Using the force to twist his body, he dodged the sharp edge, and the two fists in his sleeves smashed down from top to bottom.
The timing was perfect. Just when the silver wheel was about to cut into his clothes, he smashed his fists firmly on the blade, avoiding the strong wind that the blade might bring.
"boom!"
A few spots of crystal light suddenly burst out from between Li Yan's fingers. They were the result of the shattering of the high-level spirit stones that he had not yet absorbed.
With his almost full-strength attack, the spirit stones in his fists were directly shattered.
Then, the silver round wheel let out a mournful wail and was shattered into tiny pieces by Li Yan's tremendous force, which flew everywhere.
"Swish, swish, swish..." Amidst a series of sharp whistling sounds, more and more fine cracks appeared on Li Yan's spiritual treasure-level clothes. Then, the sound of "clang, clang, clang..." was heard again.
It was many tiny wind blades that cut through his clothes and rubbed against Li Yan's skin, making a metallic cutting sound.
However, the tiny wind blade that burst out from the blade still left several long bloody marks on Li Yan's body, but this wind blade had been completely destroyed by Li Yan.
The three wind blade attacks came almost at the same time, and Li Yan used two treasures to delay the other two heavenly tribulations.
After shattering a wind blade, Li Yan did not pause at all. His body slid outside in a blur and was a thousand feet away in an instant.
At the same time, he activated his spiritual sense again, and the gray "Sky Wind Bamboo" that had been cut and almost broken actually glowed green again.
With a dull "bang", it exploded into bamboo thorns, like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end, and instantly pierced through the huge wind blade that was chopped down again.
The surface of the huge wind blade glowed with dazzling silver light, but it was still pierced by countless tiny bamboo holes.
Every time a tiny bamboo thorn passes through, it will take away a large amount of wind power within it.
The silver wind blade that was chopped down from above immediately faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in almost the blink of an eye only a faint glow remained.
But it did not dissipate in the final decomposition of "Tianfeng Bamboo", but shot obliquely, carrying a faint light, and continued to slash towards Li Yan.
This is the calamity from heaven. No matter where you run to, it will kill you.
After Li Yan unleashed the final power of "Sky Wind Bamboo", he waved his hand and a flash of black light appeared in his sleeves. He did not even look at the huge wind blade that was chasing after him and flashing with a faint light.
On the other side, the silver wind blade that was entangled with the "Ghost King Bag" had burst out with dazzling silver light, and the layer of ice on the surface was melting rapidly.
The silver wind blade also changed its direction at this moment, trying to break free from the gloomy wind of the "Ghost King Bag" little by little, and its speed of escape was also getting faster and faster.
A chilly wind was blowing from the mouth of the "Ghost King Bag" and a shriveled arm covered with green hair was being dragged out bit by bit.
It was a somewhat unreal, shriveled arm with unusually long fingers. Each finger was emerald green, and had curved nails several inches long, just like the arm of a legendary evil spirit.
The most peculiar thing is that its five fingers are spread out, and there is a mouth in the center of the illusory palm, which is constantly emitting streams of gray air.
As the trapped huge silver wind blade broke free little by little, a black tongue was pulled out of the mouth little by little... It kept stretching, making people feel terrified.
But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the "Ghost King Bag" was gradually losing its strength and had forced all the spirits inside it out.
At this moment, the space suddenly fluctuated and twisted, and a slender black light appeared on one side of the silver wind blade.
It suddenly shot into the wind blade. Although there were gusts of cold wind wherever it passed, its speed did not decrease at all and it pierced directly into the wind blade.
At the moment of piercing the wind blade, the slender black light rolled irregularly horizontally or diagonally in the wind blade.
Most of the power of the silver wind blade was used to deal with the suction of the "Ghost King Bag", and it was shattered into pieces by the slender black light inside the body almost in the blink of an eye.
The entire blade was like a deflated ball, with air leaking everywhere, and tiny wind blades constantly collapsing and flying away from the surface of the blade.
On the other side, Li Yan, the last faint wind blade that broke through the explosion of "Sky Wind Bamboo" also slashed about ten feet in front of his body.
Li Yan still stared at the wind blade that was in stalemate with the "Ghost King Bag", and ignored the heavenly calamity that was coming towards him.
When the wind blade that was slashing in front of him was less than four feet away from Li Yan's body, it finally exhausted its power, and with a "puff" sound it turned into countless points of light and completely dissipated in the air.
Almost at the same time, the last silver wind blade, which had most of its power drawn away by the "Ghost King Bag", finally collapsed after being pierced back and forth by the slender black light several times in the body.
Li Yan felt relieved at this point. He stretched out his hand and the black light shot back into his sleeves as fast as lightning and disappeared.
Then the shriveled arm that the "Ghost King Bag" stretched out slowly retracted into the bag mouth, and then the "Ghost King Bag" continued to shrink as it flew back. When it fell into Li Yan's hand, it had shrunk to the size of a palm.
Li Yan's chest was heaving violently. The last three consecutive attacks from Feng Jie not only caused him to lose the "Heavenly Wind Bamboo", but also almost exhausted all his magic power in the two consecutive attacks.
The clothes on his body looked as if they had been washed. Li Yan just felt the "Ghost King Bag" briefly and immediately put it away.
About 70% of the power of this thing has been consumed. Although it failed to completely help him block the natural calamity just now, it also played a crucial delaying role.
Two high-level spirit stones have flown into Li Yan's palm. At the same time, a drop of "Rongsun" has quietly appeared in his mouth.
"This is only the fourth stage, and I have already used 'Gui Yi Dividing Water Thorns' and 'Rongsun'."
Li Yan thought in his heart, he felt the pressure doubled! Four stages, fifty-two heavenly tribulations, he was forced to reveal his trump card.
At this moment, Li Yan realized that what was recorded in the classics was true. About 70% of the cultivators died in the infant-forming tribulation, and less than 20% failed the tribulation and escaped by luck.
In the end, only those with less than 10% of their cultivation can become the lucky child of heaven.
Wei Chongran and Mo Qing in the sky were staring into the distance.
"The silver light that emerges from his body has such an incredible effect on healing injuries. What effect is this of 'Disintegrated Poison Body'?"
Mo Qing stared at the silver light on Li Yan's wounds in surprise.