Gradually, cracks began to appear on the magic weapon from the heavens. Although the cracks were very small, they made Zhao Qing's heart tremble.
He knew very well that if he continued like this, he might not last long.
He really wanted to ask that perverted guy, how on earth did he manage to withstand this level of catastrophe, and still run around like this alive and kicking
But he didn't have any chance at all. The terrifying thunder and lightning kept striking the barrier, and even if he wanted to move, he could hardly do it, let alone escape.
The plan for now is to be able to hold on and survive this catastrophe. Otherwise, he will surely die.
This kind of mentality made Zhao Qing feel desperate, but at the same time, there was a strong unwillingness in his heart: "Why? Why can he be alive and kicking in the thunder and lightning group without using anything? Why can't I do it? Could it be that I, Zhao Qing, a dignified Jindan period monk, is really that bad? If I can survive this catastrophe today, then I will face the sky when I reach the peak of the Nascent Soul and ascend to the fairy world in the future. Jie, will definitely be more sure!"
In the spirit world, there are indeed many ancestors in the Nascent Soul Realm, who are afraid to take the last step because they are afraid of the catastrophe.
Because if it succeeds, everyone will be happy, but if it fails... then it will be forever!
Therefore, some ancestors in the Nascent Soul realm stayed in the spirit world all their lives, and only when they were about to run out of lifespan would they summon up the courage to fight with all their strength to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation and try to gamble once.
If you succeed, you can ascend to the fairy world and step into the stage of refining gods; if you fail, it's nothing, since you're going to die anyway.
However, there are very few monks who have passed the peak period and can successfully overcome the tribulation. Therefore, there are still quite a few Nascent Soul monks who have never triggered a thunder disaster even on the day when they die.
This is why Zhao Qing is so afraid of the catastrophe, the catastrophe... the nightmare of all monks!
Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and stood there, but suddenly, he found a figure that seemed to be rushing towards him.
Then, a sword energy... slashed fiercely at the enchantment issued by the magic weapon in his hand.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the barrier... trembled violently.
That lunatic... He was actually attacking his barrier!
Zhao Qing was really terrified at this moment, he watched the large piece of thunder strike on the man, and the man seemed to be okay, chopping the magic weapon in his hand one by one enchantment.
Every sword... is powerful and heavy!
In the end, it seemed that it was too slow, and the man actually took out another huge knife, like a door panel. Just looking at the appearance of the knife, one can imagine its weight, it must be extremely heavy!
boom!
Chu Mo swung this big knife like a door panel, and directly slashed out the fourth of the Nether Eight Knives—Nightmare!
This really became Zhao Qing's nightmare.
He watched this scene with tearing eyes, but he was powerless.
Every cut made him feel thrilling.
But fortunately, the heavenly weapon in his hand is really a treasure. Although there are many cracks on it, it is still unmatched!
Seeing that the power of Heavenly Tribulation began to become smaller, Zhao Qing's eyes were already red. He stared at the figure in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "Once the catastrophe is over... it will be your death!"
At this time, Chu Mo on the opposite side suddenly bared his teeth and smiled. Of course, his whole body was still bathed in the crazy thunder and lightning, and Zhao Qing couldn't see the smile on his face. However, his voice could be heard.
Chu Mo's face was full of smiles, and he said, "Really? Then you go to hell. I was just teasing you before, and I used you to practice!"
While speaking, the door-like big knife in Chu Mo's hand disappeared, replaced by... a long knife exuding faint blood.
The long knife looks a little delicate, and at first glance I thought it was a sword.
The corner of Zhao Qing's mouth also showed a mocking smile: "I've changed so many weapons, aren't you tired yet? You just..."
Before Zhao Qing could finish speaking, he saw the saber on the opposite side, slashing fiercely at the enchantment formed by the magic weapon in his hand. Then... he actually cut open the barrier directly, directly to Zhao Qing's head! Hold back what Zhao Qing said later!
Boom!
The celestial weapon in Zhao Qing's hand made a loud noise and shattered...in an instant it fell apart!
Then, before a large number of golden elixirs fell, the Killing Heaven in Chu Mo's hand had already split Zhao Qing into two...in two halves!
Until the moment of Zhao Qing's death, his eyes were full of disbelief.
What kind of knife... can so easily cut into pieces the barrier of heavenly artifacts that cannot be broken by the heavenly tribulation
Who is he? How could it be so powerful
With endless unwillingness, Zhao Qing's body was split in half and fell from the sky.
At this time, there were countless golden core tribulation thunders that bombarded Zhao Qing.
Before the two halves of his body fell to the ground, his body had been split into dross, turned into dust, and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
A powerful young monk in the Golden Core realm, just like that... died here extremely aggrieved.
boom!
boom! boom! boom!
A large number of golden core tribulation thunders struck Chu Mo's body.
Chu Mo directly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but there was an excited smile on his face. Five Golden Core stage monks, including Zhao Qing, a mid-stage Golden Core master, were finally beheaded by him alone. Although it is through the power of the catastrophe. But this is still Chu Mo's most successful battle since he stepped into the path of cultivation!
At this time, the power of the catastrophe gradually weakened, and after a while, the clouds of catastrophe all over the sky began to dissipate slowly, and there were still some sporadic catastrophe thunders that struck Chu Mo, but this could not do anything to Chu Mo any impact.
Finally, the last tribulation thunder disappeared between heaven and earth, Chu Mo directly took out a set of clothes and put them on quickly. After all, there is Lu Tianyue in the distance, he doesn't want to be regarded as an exhibitionist.
After the baptism of this catastrophe, Chu Mo could clearly feel that his whole body's energy...had risen to another level.
His physical body didn't obviously feel stronger, but his mental strength...has been greatly improved.
"It seems... Although the catastrophe is terrifying, if you successfully overcome the catastrophe, your overall strength will be greatly improved. Therefore, there are still huge benefits." Chu Mo thought to himself, and then turned towards Lu Tianyue fly over.
Today's battle, the whole process, Lu Tianyue had a panoramic view. At this moment, the way she looked at Chu Mo was a little different.
Although I knew that this person was very powerful, with excellent medical skills, alchemy is fast enough, and his combat power is also very strong. But in Lu Tianyue's view, the young man whom his father respectfully called Mr. was just a person of low level after all.
No matter how strong he is, he is just a foundation cultivator. Could it be that he can compete with Jindan
Today's scene completely changed Lu Tianyue's perception. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would definitely not believe what others said. A foundation-building cultivator turned his hands into clouds and rain, and in the blink of an eye, he wiped out five golden elixir powers.
This is simply a terrifying monster!
Is he really human
Seeing Chu Mo flying over, such a thought suddenly popped up in Lu Tianyue's heart.