The thunder waterfall hits down, boundless, and this is just a corner of the sea of thunder, magnificent, vast, and the tide of catastrophe sweeps the immeasurable star field!
Ye Fan encountered the most terrible catastrophe in his life. He was struggling against the punishment of heaven, and at the same time he had to guard against the fluctuations in the depths of the sky. The breath of the ancient emperor was permeating.
"Boy, you can ask for blessings. I can't help you much, and you can't protect yourself." Long Ma shouted from a distance. It was split to pieces, its muscles and bones were broken, and it continued to reorganize and refine its body.
Seeing Ye Fan's catastrophe, Long Ma was greatly stimulated, and felt that since such a catastrophe exists in the world, what it is facing is nothing, and it must be able to survive.
In a sense, Ye Fan's tragic scene at this time greatly encouraged Ryoma's belief, and this unscrupulous horse began to charge desperately, clearing away the obstacles to sanctification.
"boom!"
The black light flooded the star field, and the thunder of the yin god descended. The disaster was greater than all previous catastrophes. It filled this star field, and many stars were submerged in it and exploded one after another.
This is a kind of peerless horror. This situation is enough to make any sanctified person terrified. If God allows a person to rush through, how can such a catastrophe be brought down
This is a sign of being disapproved by heaven and earth, and they will do their best to punish the sanctified one beyond the limit.
This divine thunder of the lunar eclipse, filled with bursts of fairy mist and flickering black light, completely smashed Ye Fan and cracked his cauldron, which can be called the worst catastrophe he has ever experienced.
Boom!
There was a vibrating sound like a drum in his body, and golden rays of light shot out one after another. The broken body and the broken bones were reorganized and connected again, becoming one.
Enduring the pain of being crushed to pieces, Ye Fan re-sacrificed the cauldron of the mother spirit of all things, recited the hundreds of words of ancient scriptures obtained from the coffin of Jiulong, and smashed them into the cracks on the cauldron, densely covered them, and then accepted the heavenly calamity quenching. refining.
This tripod is extraordinary and refined, it was originally the emperor's exclusive fairy material, it was born to cast the unrivaled emperor's soldiers, now it has been re-forged and tempered in various ways, and it looks more simple and mysterious.
"Boom!"
Another peerless sea of thunder descended, the golden light was shining brightly, illuminating the entire universe, as if a star field explosion had occurred, the dazzling light was ten thousand times more terrifying than the burning of infinite stars.
The sun god thunder arrived, and Ye Fan's flesh and blood flew all over the place. He was as strong as a holy body, and his body was close to death.
The same cauldron was cracked again, and it almost became pieces, sinking and floating in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows, and would collapse in all directions at any time.
Ye Fan used the mysterious method to smelt the broken body into one. His blood was strong, and he used the Zhezi formula to make himself immortal, and constantly baptized the fetal bones.
At the same time, he hammered the tripod and recast it, punching hundreds of ancient characters into the cracks time and time again to make them merge into one.
This is a painful torment. The magnitude of the thunder calamity and the power of the divine punishment have exceeded Ye Fan's expectations, and he will no longer be able to calmly pass through the calamity as in the past.
"boom!"
Then the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation came, and the five divine lights swept down, smashing Ye Fan five times in a row, and the same was true for the Mother Qi Cauldron, which vibrated continuously, almost torn apart.
Ye Fan suffered extreme catastrophes time and time again. If it was an ordinary person, any blow would be reduced to ashes. Few people can take it through the ages. This is the greatest punishment for those who aspire to be emperor.
"boom!"
It was another great catastrophe, the lightning was dazzling, all over the sky, boundless, he gritted his teeth to support it, but he was worried that the tripod would be destroyed because of it, breaking his weapon of enlightenment.
Click!
The most frightening thing finally happened. The cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things shattered, one piece after another, floating in the void of the universe, surrounding him in the center and losing its luster.
"How could this be?" Ye Fan whispered bitterly. The root of the mother energy of all things is rare in the world. It was found by the ruthless emperor. It may be from which star field he got it. It is a truly immortal fairy, but it is broken like this .
Thousands of thunderbolts, hundreds of millions of strands of divine light fell down, clanging and clanging on these fragments, emitting a deafening rhythm, and flowing out strands of mysterious energy.
Ye Fan's body was cracked, and he was destroyed by the thunder again, his bones creaked, blood splashed everywhere, and fell on the fragments of the tripod.
Zheng!
Blood spilled, and all the cauldron pieces glowed, sending out a sword energy that soared into the sky, split the sky, shattered the fairy thunder, rumbling and shaking, shaking the entire sky.
"This is… "
Ye Fan was surprised, Ding didn't die, it contained a strong fighting spirit, this...is the beginning, a road of transformation, struggle, struggle, at this moment.
Endless thunder came, and although the tripod fragments shattered from time to time and turned into smaller lumps, Ye Fan was not so worried anymore.
Because he thought of a possibility, the Taoist scriptures recorded that there is a method of refining "one weapon", which has been sublimated to the utmost in the saint's calamity, and undergoes qualitative changes. It needs this cauldron to die and be reborn, and the "god" is born.
This is the self-destruction and regeneration of the tripod, and it is the embodiment of its pursuit of change!
The blood mixed with the cauldron pieces trembled and roared, and every piece of the tripod piece had a sword energy that soared to the sky and cut through the thunder sea.
Ye Fan's physical body was disintegrated again and again, and the blood poured blood on the tripod, making it more spiritual, and it kept whispering, as if muttering.
This was a painful catastrophe, every minute and every second Ye Fan endured the heavenly punishment of smashing his body to pieces, flesh and blood, broken bones, and pieces of cauldron blended together.
"Forge my way, forge my tripod."
Although he suffered unbearable pain for ordinary people, every time he reorganized, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and hundreds of ancient characters kept flying out, sinking into the broken tripod pieces, and blending in.
This is an ancient scripture in the coffin of Jiulong. To this day, Ye Fan has never been able to comprehend it. It is not comprehensible at his level, and it is obscure.
But even if he couldn't comprehend it clearly, he couldn't stop him from taking advantage of it. Since the beginning of casting the cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things, he has been incorporating these scriptures into the cauldron, subtly influencing it, and making it transform.
Especially on the other side of the starry sky, when Immortal San cut the Dao catastrophe, he even recited this sutra, tempering the cauldron of the mother spirit of all things, and jointly overcome the catastrophe.
Although he didn't know the secret of this scripture, he insisted on engraving it on his tripod, hammered it with hundreds of ancient characters, and branded it into the only enlightenment device.
Hum rumbling!
Ninety-nine catastrophes came, nine colors of light fell, everything was destroyed, many stars exploded, and the area covered by the catastrophe was devastated.
Ye Fan let out a long cry, and the little golden figure between his eyebrows rushed out, and was baptized like his body, but finally couldn't hold on anymore, and slowly shattered.
This is a kind of catastrophe. When the gods are destroyed, people will die, and the physical body can be reorganized after being destroyed. But once the soul is destroyed, most things will come to nothing.
"ah… "
Ye Fan screamed, full of unwillingness, his saint calamity was so difficult to overcome, he didn't want to return to eternal silence, so he had to break through.
The Zhezi Jue was running, and after the golden villains turned into pieces one after another, they were pulled together by a powerful force again, reorganized, and emitted immeasurable light.
"My body is immortal, and I will last forever..."
He chanted scriptures in his mouth, steadfast in his way, his belief was unshakable, his will was as strong as iron, and the little golden man became more and more brilliant, finally overcoming this difficulty.
Of course, this is just a catastrophe in the middle, and there are still many sufferings to come, but Ye Fan has found hope and firmly believes that he can overcome it.
One, two... Countless seas of thunder descended again and again, each time being different. In the end, the golden villain was broken up many times, and it was difficult to gather again and again to become a whole.
I don't know if a hundred or a thousand kalpas have passed, Ye Fan can't feel any pain, and there is only a kind of Taoism in his ears. At this time, a strange change has taken place in him.
Flesh, broken bones, the still cracked golden villain, and the broken tripod pieces all blended together, ups and downs in the sea of thunder, undergoing tempering.
He was casting a cauldron, smelting the fragments of his own flesh and blood, primordial spirit, and mother spirit into one, and carried out a jaw-dropping sacrifice.
Ding is me, and I am Ding.
At this moment, there is nothing else, only Taoism is ringing, and there is only a flesh and blood cauldron, surrounded by the mother spirit of all things, which looks extremely mysterious.
Such a strange tripod actually blocked the catastrophe, realized the eternity of the moment, and lived immortally and eternally in the void of the universe.
The fusion of flesh and blood, fragmented spirit, and tripod pieces is a miraculous scene, where the tripod is cast with one's body and becomes a part. If ordinary people know about it, they will be dumbfounded and unable to understand it.
But at this time, it really happened, so mysterious.
Ye Fanruo felt the roar of the divine sound of the Great Dao, and couldn't help but think of a very popular saying in the world: Extreme weapons are an alternative continuation of the life of the ancient emperor.
This statement is true, the great emperor has sat down, and the primordial spirit has been wiped out, but the emperor's soldiers contain their divine brilliance that can shine through the ages and never die.
At the same time, Ye Fan realized that some of the roads he walked were experienced by the ancient emperors. The real roads of emperors are all stepped on the feet of the invincible. They are different, but they have similarities.
Buzz!
The earthquake happened, it was a catastrophe, the most terrifying catastrophe, the chaotic energy boiled, swept across the sea of stars, and the vast chaotic catastrophe landed.
The peace was broken, Lei Hai was pierced, and the cauldron exploded, destroying Ye Fan's balance and immortality.
And this time, the tripod piece became powder, turned into powder, and the flesh and blood and soul were almost ground to light and scattered in the chaos.
This is the most tragic moment. This kind of catastrophe represents destruction. God seems to want to destroy everything, and let the stubborn people on the emperor's road become dust and clouds.
However, amidst this destruction, there is also a new kind of power that cuts through the vast chaos and shines down from the depths of the sky. This is a kind of power of hope.
Ye Fan has no fear, no anxiety. At the last moment of life and death, he calmed down. After so many disasters, wandering between death and life, he has done everything that should be done. Even if he perishes, he has nothing to complain about. Because he tried his best.
"I can get across."
At this time, he had such an idea, and had a premonition that after the chaotic calamity, it would be another kind of calamity... the opening of the world.
"The creation of heaven and earth represents the end of destruction and the rebirth of all things. I and the tripod will be reborn."
Ye Fan's will has become more and more firm, the tripod has become powder, the soul and the body are also broken, but it contains the hope of life, which will undergo a qualitative change.