"Don't be distracted, focus on crossing the catastrophe!"
At this time, in the Great Desolate Bone Palace, Old King Jinjiao was also looking at Fang Xing worriedly.
In order to help Fang Xing protect the Dharma, he has used his great magic power to vent the dome of the entire prehistoric bone hall, and the bone wall has been moved. If the large apse has been transformed by a magic circle, it will have turned into a huge altar of bones , Dao Qi accumulated in the Great Desolate Bone Hall for an unknown amount of time, following the bone pattern that built the Bone Hall, it gathered like a stream of water, and then flowed into the altar, transpiring erratically, and became a way to help Fang Xing resist the thunder disaster. part of the power, and over the altar of white bones, Old King Jinjiao exhaled a few mouthfuls of evil spirits, but turned into black clouds in the air, dividing the void into two halves, blocking the robbery cloud...
It is precisely because of this that Xue Lingtu and others who have been standing at the other end of the bone bridge cannot find the vision of the gathering of robbery clouds here.
Just when Xue Lingtu raised the butcher's knife at the Fuyao palace maid disciple at the other end of the bone bridge, there was a thunderbolt in the air, the color was purple, like a thunderbolt hanging upside down in the sky, it had already descended rumblingly, towards Fang Xing on the altar fell down.
"Seize the Dao from the sky, and use your body to transform into supernatural powers!"
Fang Xing's expression at this time was also rare and dignified. Facing the terrifying tribulation thunder, he just slowly stretched out his hand, stretched his five fingers, and pressed it towards the air. The top of his head, and then submerged his whole body, countless tiny thunder snakes walked around him, and even penetrated into his meridians, swimming in every inch of his meridians like ordinary mana, tearing every inch of skin , destroying pieces of bones, shaking every ray of divine thoughts, filling every acupuncture point...
pain…
In that instant, Fang Xing's entire face changed from the pain!
It's really not human, he felt like he was being roasted on the fire, or locked in a elixir furnace, like refining a panacea, and embarked on the road of practice, His strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels more and more able to control his own destiny, but at this moment, he feels extremely small and fragile, as if he will disappear at any time and no longer exist!
Life is helpless like duckweed, the road is like the sea and I am like sand!
When the thunder calamity came, it was as if the whole world was pressing towards him!
A single person, a strand of soul, is against the entire world!
At this moment, there is a great terror coming, and people can't help but want to merge into that piece of world, just like when a person is facing the enemy's thousands of troops, he subconsciously wants to become that thousands of troops. A member of the horse, lest he be alone and become the enemy of the thousands of troops, for this reason, he is even willing to give up his position and abandon the knife in his hand...
But Fang Xing also understood at the same time that if he really did that, crossing the robbery would fail.
If the intention of giving up arises in his heart, he will really integrate into that world, but he will also lose himself.
But he can't completely resist, because in front of Lei Jie, resistance is to be against Lei Jie, even if he survives this resistance in the end, it doesn't mean that he has successfully crossed the robbery, but it belongs to resisting Lei Jie but not dead...
It cannot be assimilated by it, nor can it be completely resisted!
There is only one point between success and failure!
"Practice, what you cultivate is yourself, what you cultivate is the immortality of consciousness, and what you cultivate is the eternal existence of self..."
In the midst of the rolling thunder, Fang Xing spoke in a low voice. It was a concept in the Sutra of Seeking Taoism. At this time, it was turned into his language and he uttered it to strengthen his belief. During this process, he simply gave up his resistance and opened up everything directly, allowing the tribulation thunder to submerge him, allowing that power to wash him away. When the meridian is broken, it will be repaired, and the bone will be broken, and it will grow again. , Consciousness is wiped out, and it will be regenerated with a little bit of spiritual knowledge, gradually reciprocating, endless!
"This lightning calamity is actually a great gift from heaven to practitioners..."
Fang Xing gradually, the pain faded from his face, instead he smiled softly and spread his arms.
There is great terror in Thunder Tribulation, and he is using this great terror to temper himself.
Use thunder to wash away your own filth, and use your foundation to protect the true spirit.
Although he has not practiced for a long time, he has infinite good fortune and a solid foundation. In addition, the Supreme Seeking Dao Sutra pointed out the way of the Dao. Therefore, he appeared extremely calm during the thunder calamity, without any sense of rush, and just calmly accepted this It's just thunder.
Take the thunder calamity of the discoloration of all the cultivators as a great gift, accept it frankly, and use it to cultivate yourself.
boom! boom! boom!
Wave after wave of thunder calamity descended from the sky, striking down on the top of Fang Xing's head.
The Altar of White Bone has emitted waves of ripples, which are the foundation accumulated by the Great Desolate Bone Palace for countless years. With his help to resist this thunder disaster, and the countless thunder disasters that fell from the sky are like a spiritual consciousness. Helping Fang Xing to connect with the heaven and the earth, and to a certain extent, he blended with the heaven and the earth, but maintained his independence, and pryed into the mysteries between the heaven and the earth to his heart's content.
"No problem, you should be able to get through it safely..."
The Golden Horn Old God King kept a safe distance, watching Fang Xing Du Jie quietly, with a slightly relieved expression on his face.
Even he couldn't help sighing that the juniors of the human race in this life are really extraordinary, and they may even reappear the demeanor of the immortals in ancient times. You must know that today's great changes and the road to practice are so difficult, it is those who have practiced for a few years. Out of the hundreds of thousands of veteran cultivators, how many of them survived the lightning calamity safely? And this little devil's Shouyuan is so young, he has already embarked on the road of crossing the catastrophe, and he is even walking very smoothly, with a deep foundation, almost waiting for him to accept the baptism of this thunder catastrophe in a stable manner, the danger is not big!
At the same time, he looked out of Honghuang Bone Hall worriedly.
Compared with Fang Xingdu Jie's crisis, he was more worried that outside things would affect him.
At this time, he had cast his great magic power to create a black cloud, isolating this bone altar, preventing outside voices from coming in, and preventing Fang Xing from sensing what happened. At the same time, he thought to himself, even if If you want to kill, then kill quickly. It is best to kill all the people before the end of Fang Xingdu's tribulation, so that they will not be so worried...
"Courting death..."
But just when Fang Xing's first thunder tribulation was about to end, Fang Xing's calm face suddenly showed a touch of anger, and then his eyes blinked. It seemed that there was an illusion, as if seeing above the nine heavens, one eye also blinked and looked in the direction of the bone bridge, and that gaze was not something he could block at all.
"not good… "
Old Wang Honghuang realized that he was still negligent!
He blocked the altar of bones with great mana, but he didn't want Fang Xing to sense what happened outside and disturb the robbery, but he was not a human monk after all, and he didn't know the mystery of the time of the robbery. To some extent, he is one with the heaven and the earth. The robbery cloud in the sky is even his eyes. He can isolate him from the outside world, but he cannot isolate the robbery cloud. His demeanor has been completely seen by him, and even angered him...
Fortunately, Fang Xing's thunder tribulation is about to pass.
"Fang Xiaoyou, just listen to what this old man said. Those who make big things don't care about small things. Those people set up poisonous tricks to provoke you to go out. Once you come forward to save people, our plan will be ruined. It's hard to stay out of it, don't talk about protecting you, I'm afraid we won't be able to protect ourselves at that time, you must listen to the old man this time, don't fall into their tricks..."
While persuading in a hurry, he quickly thought about the countermeasures.
The Honghuang Bone Palace forcibly protected Fang Xing, and it was already a little bit reluctant to help him "clean up" his identity as a god race. It is precisely because of this that Fang Xing's performance at this time is even more important. Regarding the matter of the woman, Fang Xingyu couldn't bear it, and if he came forward to rescue him, he would be caught by the gods and even threatened with it. At that time, let alone protecting Fang Xing, the matter of protecting Fang Xing would become empty talk. The hall can't be cleaned, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm is too ruthless, if he kills two birds with one stone...
"I... I know what I know..."
Fang Xing obviously didn't listen to what Old King Jinjiao said, he had already stood up unsteadily, intending to go to the layman.
"you… "
Old King Jinjiao was anxious, his eyes narrowed, and he even thought of forcing Fang Xing to stay.
Even if Fang Xing has gone through a thunderstorm now and is a serious Sanxian, he is still not a master in front of the old king. He is sure enough to force him to stay here, but after he stays, Things are not easy to deal with later!
It's a pity that Old Wang Honghuang hasn't even had time to implement this plan...
When both he and Fang Xing were distracted by this matter, they never noticed that after the first thunder calamity passed, the calamity cloud over the bone altar not only did not dissipate, but even became thicker. After the first wave of tribulation thunder dissipated, within three breaths of time, suddenly, the calamity cloud swelled again, descending like a vortex, and the huge thunder column rumbled down again.
Not only did this wave of thunder calamity come more urgently, but its power was obviously more terrifying!
"The second tribulation thunder?"
At this moment, Old King Jinjiao almost cried out.
The scene in front of him was so weird and terrifying that even he hadn't thought of it at all...
Fang Xing was also obviously a little dazed at this time, and looked up at the sky with a look of surprise.
He had just passed the first thunder calamity, before he could gather mana in the future, the second thunder calamity came...
"The calamity is the calamity, as expected, there is no such easy way to pass..."
Fang Xing even smiled wryly in his heart: "I have a profound background and countless good fortunes. The first thunder tribulation did not pose any threat to me at all. Coupled with the guidance of the Supreme Practitioner, I thought I could kill this practitioner safely and soundly." The catastrophe, which is regarded as a flood and beast, is hard to resist, but I didn't expect that there will be a catastrophe in the dark, and one thunder will fail, and God gave me two at the same time... "
Outside, the disciples of Fuyao Palace are dying!
Inside, the second thunderstorm strikes fiercely...
Inside, Fang Xing only stayed for half a breath, then suddenly jumped up: "Damn it, fight!"