The appearance of this mysterious figure cast a shadow over Xiao Chen's heart. Not only did this person appear strangely, but his identity was also quite suspicious.
Why did he appear in the Xiao family in Mohe City? If the clone is so powerful, how powerful is the original body
Chu Chaoyun said that the Nether Sect was related to the Xiao family, and how did he know about it.
There were a lot of doubts in Xiao Chen's mind. He looked back and saw the lively Xiao family and the lively faces. He cleared away distracting thoughts and left with a determined look.
Half a day later, Xiao Chen landed on a remote island in the Endless Sea. There were no people or animals on the island, and it was a completely deserted island.
There are countless similar islands in the vast endless sea, and they are extremely common. It is best to use them to overcome tribulations without attracting the attention of others.
There was a hill on the island. Xiao Chen jumped up and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, looking up at the cloudless sky and the clear blue.
He took a deep breath and felt a cool chill from the Poseidon turban on his forehead, making his body quiet from the inside out.
Exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and began to run the Purple Thunder Technique.
The power of the natural law began to flow rapidly in the meridians, and soon a thunderous sound sounded in the body.
But in the mysterious little world of Dantian, lightning flashed one after another, and the Qinglong Martial Spirit swam and avoided cautiously.
Dantian is the most mysterious place in a warrior's body. It looks like a bead and hangs from the navel to the sternum. But if you cut open a warrior's belly, you won't see the so-called Dantian.
It is not an organ, nor bones and flesh. It exists between illusion and reality. It is a world of its own, containing the warrior's vitality, true essence, and heavenly law.
When warriors use body containers, they are actually talking about the space within the Dantian.
The size and toughness of this space determine how much true energy and spiritual energy a warrior can hold.
Dantian is the cornerstone of this small world. If Dantian is destroyed and the small world does not exist, then the warrior will naturally be abolished.
It is said that after reaching the realm of Emperor Wu, mastering the laws of heaven, and being in harmony with heaven and earth, he can transform this small world and make it truly evolve into a world of mountains and rivers.
At this moment, the whole world was filled with lightning. The little Qinglong Wuhun was dodging in all directions, but it was still difficult to escape and was struck by lightning from time to time.
With every blow, Xiao Chen felt the same sensation. His whole body, internal organs, flowing blood, tough bones, surface skin, and every cell were being baptized by thunder and lightning.
Even the depths of his soul were trembling deeply and enduring great suffering.
There was no change in Xiao Chen's appearance. He closed his eyes, crossed his legs, and silently operated the Purple Thunder Art, but his soul and body were suffering from double torture and endless pain.
His whole body was electrocuted like thousands of silver needles pricking him constantly. Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and held on. This kind of pain was not unbearable for him who cultivated his physical body.
The Qinglong martial spirit in the dantian was sluggish and dim, as if it was about to dissipate at any time, but Xiao Chen felt like a bright mirror in his heart.
The inner charm of the Qinglong martial spirit became more agile and full of divinity under the polishing of thunder and lightning, with the true soul condensed in it.
The thunder tribulation of Wuhun lasted for half a day, and finally stopped. The pain was gone, and a lot of black sticky impurities flowed out of Xiao Chen's body.
Being shaken by the divine law, the body surface was peeled off and disappeared with the wind.
This martial soul calamity was an extremely difficult process, but the rewards were not small. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the second-level peak holy body finally broke through and reached the third-level holy body.
Xiao Chen thought that now that he had exploded with all his strength, he should be able to reach a strength of three million kilograms, which was another breakthrough.
The physical body's recovery ability and ability to withstand blows are also a step forward, even if there are no martial arts and martial arts specifically developed to protect the body.
His defense power should have reached the level of a Grandmaster-level Martial Saint. After all, the physical body of a Grandmaster-level Martial Saint can barely reach the level of a second-level Saint body.
There is no specialization in strength, and it is incomparable to Xiao Chen.
I just don’t know what is happening to the martial spirit now. The Qinglong martial spirit in the dantian only has a small light spot left at this time. It is extremely bright but cannot sense anything.
There was a shocking thunder in his ears, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at the sky.
Endless thunderclouds stretched for thousands of miles, rolling heavily and thickly, and the sky seemed to be several times lower than usual.
Just a quick hop and you'll be within reach.
Bolts of lightning pierced the sky, and the roaring thunder kept ringing. The sea water churned endlessly, causing huge waves, and the whole island shook.
Like a lonely boat separated from the earth, it is filled with sea water and rises and falls.
The wind and clouds are moving, the color of the sky and the earth is changing, the rivers and seas are turning upside down, thunder clouds are covering the ground, and there are thousands of weather conditions, which are unpredictable. It seems that there are gods in the sky glaring at Xiao Chen.
At this moment, the Purple Thunder Art no longer needs Xiao Chen to operate deliberately, but is circulating through the large and small meridians in the body, echoing the changing sky.
Xiao Chen stood on the hill, with the island rising and falling with the waves. Juejue, dressed in white, looked at the endless thunderclouds with a stern expression and ruthless eyes.
It seemed that what he was facing was not this lifeless thundercloud, but thousands of troops, and soldiers were pressing down on the situation. He was the last soldier in the lonely city.
Whoops! In the far distance, on the endless horizon, a bolt of lightning pierced the void and stabbed towards Xiao Chen without any warning. It was thousands of miles away and arrived in the blink of an eye.
The Yueying Sword was taken out of its sheath. Xiao Chen's attack speed was faster than the lightning. The cold blade silently split the flying lightning in half.
"Come on!" Looking at the end of the distance, Xiao Chen could sense that there seemed to be an incarnation of heaven among the thunder clouds, and said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, ten thousand bolts of lightning flew over from the distance like arrows, and the sound of thunder caused the sea water between heaven and earth to boil completely.
With a bang, the island completely became a rootless boat, soaring up and down in the huge waves with the jumping sea water.
Thousands of arrows were fired, but this arrow was not an arrow. They were all lightning that could easily pierce the sky.
The overwhelming lightning annihilated the thunderclouds, and when you looked up, you saw dense lightning.
Xiao Chen's face darkened, and with a wave of his wrist, the Heavenly Saint Law surged within his body, and more than a hundred thunder dragons took shape instantly, dancing around Xiao Chen, covering him to form a different kind of protective circle.
Click, click, click! Fierce collisions and explosions were heard, one after another, and thousands of bolts of lightning came across, and the thunder dragon struggled with it.
Occasionally, lightning would pass through the circle of thunder dragons. Xiao Chen would dance with his knife and scatter it.
After all, the hundreds of thunder dragons did not last long. They were hit by arrow-like lightning and were badly bruised, and then disappeared one by one.
Fortunately, there were not many lightnings left, and Xiao Chen chopped them with all his strength.
With every chop, some lightning was accumulated in his body. When a certain amount was reached, when Xiao Chen cut off the last flying lightning, it finally detonated in his body.
With a bang, Xiao Chen was blown up and flew up. A stream of blood spat out from his mouth, and the Moon Shadow Sword instantly let go.
One wave just subsided, another wave rose, and a golden divine thunder suddenly fell from the top of the head.
Wherever it passes, the void is directly annihilated and disappears into nothingness, not even the fragments of space exist.
This was the famous Divine Thunder of Annihilation. When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. The thunder tribulation of this technique even came out with the divine thunder that the Great Heavenly Martial Emperor wanted to defeat.
Although the divine thunder of annihilation in front of him was not of the same level as what Emperor Wu had to face, it was a genuine divine thunder of annihilation that could destroy the void and devour all things.
Xiao Chen raised his hands to the sky, and purple divine laws poured out from his palms, and purple light as thick as his thumbs intertwined.
An oval-shaped protective shield was formed, flashing with dense electric light, rising into the sky.
With a click, the Divine Thunder of Annihilation lasted for three seconds and easily broke through the protective shield and fell downwards.
Xiao Chen's toes were a little bit on the ground, his whole body was burning with energy, and three hundred kilograms of power rolled away like a river, hitting the lightning.
A loud roar was heard, and Xiao Chen was chopped down fiercely. His skin was charred black, and his body was covered with wounds, looking in a miserable state.
Fortunately, the terrifying Divine Thunder of Annihilation was blown into countless electric sparks by Xiao Chen's violence, and this level was temporarily over.
The charred skin began to slowly crack, revealing smooth new skin. The resilience of the third-level holy body was well reflected here.
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly. This new skin must be very fragile. The pain caused by the next lightning strike will be even more terrifying.
In this way, if the skin, flesh and blood are immediately scorched after recovery, and the cycle continues again and again, Xiao Chen shudders when he thinks about it, what terrible pain he will suffer.
Unfortunately, his guess was very correct, and there were various named divine thunders, including golden light divine thunder, void divine thunder, immortal divine thunder, blood evil divine thunder, and sun-destroying divine thunder.
A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one divine thunders fell in succession. Every time they tried to block it with all their strength, their bodies were blown to pieces.
Then the third-level holy body was restored, and then it was blown to pieces. Xiao Chen didn't even have a chance to cry out in pain, and his will almost collapsed.
The island had long been blown into nothingness. Xiao Chen was floating on the sea water, with a cool and cold feeling coming from the Sea Emperor's scarf on his forehead. He carefully opened his eyes and looked at the blue, cloudless sky.
The sunlight stung his eyes slightly, and Xiao Chen said with some doubt: "The thunder tribulation has passed?"