"This is the calamity of entering the middle and late stages of the Holy Lord. No wonder there are so many powerful Holy Lords, but most of them are like me. They are only in the early and middle stages. It's not that everyone can't overcome the calamity, but that they don't dare to overcome the calamity. This kind of calamity , let alone the early and middle stages, even if you enter the middle and late stages, you are still in danger of life. "
Bingchi Shen's expression kept changing, and he kept sighing in his heart.
Even if the Weapon Pond God gave him such an opportunity, he would not dare to go through the tribulation at will and enter the middle and late stages of the Holy Lord.
Although he knew that if he took that step, it would be a completely new level.
But even so, Bingchi Shen didn't have that confidence.
They were not at the center of the calamity storm, but just on the edge of the calamity storm, and they already felt that it was completely unbearable.
Then Xiao Naihe's side is in a situation where everything is easily wiped out.
Even Bingchi Shen couldn't imagine it.
Many masters in the early stages of the Holy Master did not dare to overcome the tribulation even if they had such an opportunity.
And once the opportunity is lost, the next time you want to get such an opportunity, you don't know whether it will be in the year of the monkey or the month of the horse.
Therefore, some people lost the opportunity to overcome the tribulation and waited for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, or even never waited, and could only be trapped in the early and middle stages.
Bingchishen once had such an opportunity, but at that time he knew that even if he went to overcome the tribulation, he would definitely die.
After losing the opportunity, Bingchi Shen has not been able to get another opportunity to overcome the tribulation for so many years.
Bingchi Shen also admired a decisive person like Xiao Naihe who dared to seize this opportunity.
Bing Xueqi looked at the chaotic hole in the sky, as if the entire sky had been pierced. She couldn't help but shuddered, and subconsciously asked: "Senior, I wonder if the teacher can succeed?"
"I don't know either. As far as I know, even in the era of the human race, there were no more than four masters in the middle and late stages of the Holy Lord. Among the various races now, there are probably only a dozen masters of this level. The entire There should be no more than forty or even thirty in the Immortal Realm.”
Bingchi Shen shook his head, he was really unfamiliar with the existence of that realm.
Looking at the entire Immortal World, there will be no more than forty strong men at this stage, or even less.
This is a guess based on Bingchi's fascination. In fact, there may be even fewer people at this stage.
Even the Weapon Pond God has no confidence, so Yun Weixue will inevitably feel a little worried in her heart.
Boom!
At this moment, the violent force of thunder struck the barrier of Qingye Small World, penetrated directly, and landed in the sky above Yantian Pavilion.
Suddenly, the great formation of Yantian Pavilion was aroused.
The huge formation directly blocked the power of thunder.
"As expected of the great formation displayed by the Holy Son, it can even block such a perverted thunder power." Zulong secretly sighed.
"But that's all it takes. The formation lost too much power just now, and it will take a while to recover. If there is another attack, the formation may not be able to stop it."
Just as soon as Bingchi Shen Shen’s voice fell.
There was another dull thunder in the sky, and thunderclouds spread all over the place, gathering together like chaos.
In an instant, he landed directly.
The terrifying power of thunder, like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, once again blasted towards Yantian Pavilion.
"coming."
Bingchi Shen's expression changed drastically, and he could only bite the bullet.
He is the only saint in Yantian Pavilion. With such pressure, even if a semi-saint goes up, it will be a dead end.
The God of Bingchi controlled his own power and flew up.
And at the moment when Bingchi Shen flew up, suddenly, a huge figure appeared from the depths of Yantian Pavilion.
The giant dragon roared and charged towards the power of thunder.
"It's the Chi-headed dragon soul! The Chi-headed dragon corpse was refined by the young master before."
Zulong shouted.
The Chi-headed Dragon Soul has become the guardian beast of Yantian Pavilion. At this most dangerous moment, the Chi-headed Dragon Soul also takes action.
No one expected that Yantian Pavilion would face such a crisis just after it had been in the Immortal Realm for so long.
The moment the Chi-headed Dragon Soul soared, Bingchi Shen also felt that his pressure was relieved a lot.
After all, the predecessor of the Chishou Dragon Soul is the corpse of the Dragon Ancestor of the Chishou clan. Even though it has a regenerated body and has lost a lot of strength, it still belongs to the stage of the Holy Lord.
The united Weapon Pond God is equivalent to the two powerful saints. This time, the Weapon Pond God and the Chishou Dragon Soul used their origins to form a barrier to forcibly block the power of thunder.
"Hiss!"
This force of thunder hit the barrier and made a loud noise before being offset.
The chi-headed dragon soul roared and retreated to the depths of Yantian Pavilion.
"What happened to the Chishou Dragon Soul?" Bing Xueqi was slightly stunned.
"The attack just now directly consumed most of the vitality of the Chi-headed Dragon Soul. It must go back to cultivate again, otherwise it will disappear."
The voice of Bingchi Shen came over.
Hearing Bingchi Shen's voice, everyone looked up and suddenly found that Bingchi Shen's face was pale and the vitality in his body had dropped sharply.
It can be felt that the origin of Bingchi Shen's body is extremely chaotic. The attack just now not only caused the Chi-headed Dragon Soul to retreat, but even Bingchi Shen suffered a lot of damage.
Even the powerful Saint was seriously injured, which shows how terrifying the power of thunder is.
"Senior, are you okay?" Yun Weixue moved her hand, and bottles of elixir flew out, and she quickly handed them to Bingchi Shen.
Bingchi Shen didn't refuse, and swallowed all the brains in one gulp, only to regain some of his blood color.
But the breath in the body is still very weak.
Bingchi Shen smiled bitterly and said: "I'm fine, but that blow just now almost killed me. If there is another blow, I'm afraid I won't be able to block it."
But just as Bingchi Shinhwa’s voice fell, there was another loud noise.
Hearing this loud noise, the expressions of Bingchi Shen and others changed drastically.
Even Bingchi Shen laughed miserably at this moment: "It seems like this is fate."
"The third strike of thunder!"
Looking at the power of thunder in the sky, Yun Weixue shook her head. She knew that this could not be changed, not even the God of Soldiers and Ponds could do anything about it.
And they don't have the ability to block this thunder power now.
Just when they feel desperate.
Suddenly, bursts of golden light emitted from the entire world.
This piece of light seemed to surround the whole world, and a pure thought enveloped everyone's hearts.
Under this golden power, Yun Weixue and others felt that their Taoist hearts were very stable, as if an extremely powerful force was stimulating their souls. (To be continued)