Thunder cloud like ink.
The entire Beast Realm and even the Three Realms felt the pressure of this thundercloud.
Ye Zichen stepped on the void, and the godhead stood above his head whimpering and wailing.
"Mother, you can't be tough."
I couldn't help rolling my eyes towards it, this godhead was even panicked.
Rumble.
The thunder of the clouds exploded, and the deep thunder was heard incessantly.
Obviously it is accumulating strength, preparing to give Ye Chen the final blow to the calamity.
"Eighty-one heavenly thunder tribulations, heavenly thunder devours the heart. Could it be that this kid's talent can actually be compared with that of Biqi, who was the son of the Dragon God back then. But seeing this kid's luck is so defiant, I want to come to his god. Zed will definitely not be that easy.”
Madam Xuanji secretly said in her heart that the Bodhisattva Da Shizhi next to her closed her eyes and muttered words.
It's just that those scriptures are so jerky that even Empress Xuanji doesn't know what he's talking about.
"Niangniang, didn't you say that there are nine realms of Thunder?"
Su Yan spoke very worriedly, especially after seeing Ye Zichen covered in blood, he couldn't help sweating for him.
"The nine thunders of the gods are only aimed at the really ordinary godhead. It seems that the godhead of the Yellow Emperor is by no means easy, and he has to endure ninety-eighty-one thunders, and the thunder can eat the heart. But don't worry, since he can If he has resisted the 80th, then the 81st is absolutely fine. As long as he has resisted this thunder, he will be a fish leaping from the dragon gate."
Rumble.
The thunderclouds in the void are still condensing the power of thunder, but those experts from all walks of life who rushed over after hearing the bell, all stopped outside the range of the thunderclouds.
In other words, Sanqingniao stopped them, and this group of immortals had no choice but to take the lead of Emperor Ziwei, and they all watched the disappearance of Thunder Tribulation.
"Why hasn't he fallen yet, he is still concentrating the power of thunder, does he want to directly kill Lao Tzu with this thunder?"
Ye Zichen couldn't help but complain, at this moment...
bang.
A ten-meter-thick Thunder Dragon roared down from the sky.
Yes.
Brontosaurus.
This last thunderbolt is no longer the previous thunderbolt, but directly condensed into a thunder dragon roaring down, as if to devour his godhead and him.
"I really want to kill me."
Seeing this Thunder Dragon Ye Chen couldn't help cursing, but now he can only resist this situation.
"God, you can stand firm for me. If we survive this thunder, we will become farmers and become landlords."
The godhead above his head shook a few times as if to nod his head, and at this time...
boom.
Thunder Dragon fell.
Ye Zichen, who was standing on the void, directly let the thunder dragon fall to the ground, and the blue-white thunder and lightning raged toward the surrounding area along the ground line.
"Zichen."
"stop."
Empress Nuwa stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and immediately she used all her spiritual power with a tuft of brows to resist the power of thunder that was vented.
puff.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and then she reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth, shocked.
"This is just the residual power of the eighty-first thunderbolt power, and it turns out to be like... the strongest thunder tribulation in the God Realm, and it really lives up to its reputation."
"Why is it so powerful?" Lady Xuanji also frowned deeply.
"Deadly... Be sure to let the lightning strike to death."
Gu Li and the ancestors of the zombies had been cursing Ye Zichen at this time. If he didn't die, they would be the ones who died.
The thundercloud dissipated.
The thundercloud vortex of the nine-tailed fox clan dissipated after the eighty-first thunderstorm fell, and the warm sunlight fell on the ground.
The last thunderstorm left a deep black pit, and now half an hour has passed...
There was still no movement in the pit.
The thunder and lightning of the thunder robbery are still raging, no matter whether it is in the field or in the clouds, no one dares to move, but their eyes are all staring at the same place...
"Zichen."
Su Yan's face was full of worry. She wanted to go several times, but she was held back by the Nuwa Empress.
It's been half an hour.
Half an hour has passed.
"Hmph, it must be dead. God, even if you really become a god, what can you do, don't you still let Lei Jie kill you?"
There was no movement for half an hour, and there was no tension on Gu Li's face, on the contrary, he was a little proud.
Now he only needs to wait for the lightning to disappear before he can go back with the ancestor of the zombies. Of course, before going back, they can also kill Nuwa and the others, and they should get some interest.
Another quarter of an hour passed...
"Haha, absolutely dead."
Gu Li smiled recklessly, and the ancestors of the zombies also smiled.
The raging laughter reached Su Yan's ears, which immediately caused her to shout angrily.
"Shut up, Zichen will not die."
"Tsk tsk, it's been almost an hour, and he hasn't come out yet, so what is death?" Gu Li couldn't help sneering, "Little girl, don't feel bad, I'll send this Yu Lei away after a while. You go see each other."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up."
Su Yan glared angrily with red eyes, and Gu Li just smiled lightly...
There's nothing to argue about, is it
"The benefactor, this..."
The Great Power Bodhisattva in the void frowned. He had never seen a thunder calamity before, so he could only ask for advice.
"etc."
Lady Xuanji frowned, to be honest, she had just detected Ye Zichen's breath.
But not found.
But she didn't believe that Ye Zichen died under the thunder tribulation. Between the ambiguity, he could only choose to wait.
"cough cough..."
A cough suddenly appeared in this quiet environment, and I saw that in the scorched black pit created by Thunder Dragon's venting, Ye Zichen's hair exploded, and he crawled out of it all charred.
The feathers of the wings on the back are no longer as white as before, um... Now it should be said to be a little yellowish.
"Wow, I almost killed me..."
Like coke, Ye Zichen was lying on the ground panting heavily, and after a while, a golden long sword also drilled out of the pit.
The long sword kept shaking, as if trying to shake off the coke on it.
"Brother, we are the afterlife."
The golden long sword kept shaking, as if nodding.
Seeing him, Su Yan suddenly burst into laughter, and Empress Nuwa and Empress Xuanji of the Void also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Buddha of Infinite Life." Mahasattva Bodhisattva sighed.
They were really relieved, but Gu Li and the others...
"how is this possible."
Gu Li was sitting on the ground with a slack expression on his face. The thunder didn't kill him today... It's over, everything is over!
The ancestors of the zombies are also ashen, and Ye Chen is not dead, then they are the ones who die.
"Ouch."
Lazily stretched, Ye Zichen jumped up from the ground.
He smiled mellowly towards Su Yan, and then turned coldly towards Gu Li.
"Remember what I said before, how about it, is it self-inflicted... or the sword itself."