The same situation happened in other places in the Eleventh Sea.
Due to the north, a handsome and elegant monk in white stood standing with a gun, a fine iron gun was polished and sharp, the white feathers of the gun tip moved slightly, and the iron-like cold color swept across the gun. This is the Bai family's treasure, the Bai Ling gun. The person holding the gun is Bai Ji, the first genius of the younger generation of the Bai family.
Due to the west, a polite and gentle young monk stood with a smile. He gently fiddled with the wood-colored Buddha beads in his hand. Every time he fiddled, the rhythm of the waves stopped strangely for a beat. This is the most precious god and magic bead of Guiyuan Sect, and the person who Fuzhu is the eldest disciple of Guiyuan Sect, Buddha and Chen.
In addition, Zuo Yunmo in the due south and Taihua Sword, the most precious treasure in Mount Taihua.
Luo Jianqing is in the due east, looking at the army of monsters covering the sky from a distance, his expression is calm and calm. His finger lightly tapped on a round and plump cyan jade bead, and suddenly, he heard only a "hum-" sound, as if something bloomed and dispersed around, and the waves rolled out to create a ripple.
This ripple emerged from Luo Jianqing's feet, and after ten meters, it became a half-person-high wave.
When they went 100 meters further, the waves had already hit a ten-meter-high position. In the end, they came to the front of the army of thousands of monsters. The waves came like waterfalls, and they slapped countless monsters below the Nascent Soul stage and vomited blood.
Luo Jianqing raised his head calmly, followed by thousands of people who were below the fusion stage and above the Nascent Soul stage.
"Luo Jianqing, a disciple of Yuxiao Peak in Taihua Mountain, was ordered by his teacher to guard the position of Qinglong. Please teach your seniors!"
In this battle, Yin Ji sent four sea masters from the second sea to the fifth sea, and at the same time sent a total of thirty-two monsters. They were divided into four groups, each attacked the human race from four directions, and each army set up a small Tianqing Sea-breaking Formation.
However, Hao Xingzi and Guiyan Ancestor have long been prepared, and a Quartet Concentration Formation has already begun!
The reason why Xuan Lingzi had to go back to Mount Taihua first was to take out the Taihua Sword, one of the three treasures of Mount Taihua.
Taihua Mountain has produced geniuses. For example, Venerable Jiulian, the third peak master of Yuxiao Peak, is a peerless genius that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. However, the reason why Mount Taihua is called Mount Taihua is not because of Venerable Jiulian, but because of the founder of the sect, True Monarch Taihua!
This Taihua sword was the treasure left to the sect when True Monarch Taihua ascended.
People who can pull out the Taihua sword are rare in the world. Why was Zuo Yunmo able to be admitted under the sect of Venerable Hao Xingzi with his first-grade low-grade roots, and became the senior brother of Cangshuang Peak? It is because Zuo Yunmo can pull out the Taihua sword!
Of course, Hao Xingzi and Xuan Lingzi could also draw this sword, so Xuan Lingzi went back here specially to take the sword.
So far, two of the three treasures of Mount Taihua have appeared on the battlefield of the two tribes.
This Quartet Concentration Formation is the blue dragon in the east, the white tiger in the west, the vermilion bird in the south, and the Xuanwu in the north.
10,000 cultivators set up formations in each of the four directions, gathered all their strength into a divine beast, and then stimulated it with the power of the divine weapon.
Therefore, the Bailing gun of the Bai family, the god and magic beads of Guiyuanzong, the Taihua sword and Mingguang sapphire beads of Taihua Mountain.
These are all treasures of the fairy level, and they can also perfectly display the strength of the beasts.
On the vast and boundless sea, Luo Jianqing held the bead in one hand, and ran the "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky", all the power of the 10,000 cultivators behind him were introduced into the bright light blue jade bead. The nihilistic power of "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky" was introduced into the Mingguang sapphire pearl from Luo Jianqing's palm, which immediately caused layers of tsunamis to defeat the army of monsters.
One wins the Spring and Autumn, the second wins the law;
Three seize right and wrong, four seize cause and effect;
Five take life and death, six take...
"Sun and Moon!"
Luo Jianqing scolded, rumbled, and saw a square formation slowly forming on the Eleventh Sea.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the sun seemed to be swallowed up, leaving only a golden light shining between the sky and the earth.
On the sea, the four corners of the south, south, and northwest seem to form a complete circle. With the strength of the Qinglong, he will defeat the demon clan's belief, with the scorching fire of the Suzaku to break the demon clan's defense; with the strong attack of the white tiger, he will repel the demon clan's great formation, and with the stability of the Xuanwu, he will break the demon clan's counterattack.
Shallow golden light flickered faintly on this great formation, and the power of the four divine beasts all gathered together. There are no longer any flaws and loopholes, and there are no weak gates. Every position is tyrannical and brave, and it is also stable.
The second sea lord turned into a three-eyed giant bird and swooped down; Luo Jianqing came out of his body and trapped the giant bird with a small lotus.
The third sea lord roared, setting off a gust of wind and waves; Zuo Yunmo pointed his sword at the sky, leading down the gods and thunders.
The fourth sea lord set the whole sea on fire, the Buddha and Chen sighed softly, and slammed the flower with a finger, and the magic bead turned into a golden rosette to protect everyone; the fifth sea lord madly attacked the human race, and the white pole spear was cold-blooded, Pierce the arm of the behemoth with a gorgeous spear.
At this moment, day and night are reversed, and there is no sun and moon in the sky.
The gloomy wind swept through, the ghosts cried and the gods howled, and the surging spiritual power roared and stirred on the Eleventh Sea, harvesting life with the trend of destroying the dead. In just half an hour, the sea was full of corpses of monsters and humans. Most of these corpses had no complete form, which was really shocking.
However, this battle, from the moment when the Quartet Concentration Formation was formed, has already decided the end.
In the other three positions, Zuo Yunmo, Bai Ji and Fozi stood firm, and the two sides were evenly matched. On the Qinglong throne, the second sea lord was defeated by the Xiu army led by Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing's face was already pale, and his body was swayed by the spiritual power of nearly 10,000 monks, and his muscles and veins were sore. But on the opposite side of him, the situation of the second sea lord was even worse. One of the three eyes has been punctured and bleeding, and one of the wings has been broken in half.
No matter how the second sea lord of the demon realm, Moyu Yaozun, guessed, he would never have imagined that one day, he would be beaten to such a degree by a group of monks below the fusion stage. The cultivation of the Great Perfection in the later stage of Mahayana is also insignificant in the face of immortal artifacts and divine beasts.
Demon Venerable Moyu attacked again in embarrassment, but the extremely strong defensive power transmitted by the Xuanwu position prevented him from completely breaking through this great formation.
And for some unknown reason, Demon Venerable Moyu found out that the strength of the young man in front of him, Xiu, was increasing continuously. As more and more spiritual power poured into his body, he was reluctant at the beginning, and gradually turned into the current ease, which is the strength of half-step tribulation. If he wants to break through, wouldn't it be …
Boom!
Just when the Demon Prisoner was in doubt, he suddenly heard a deafening thunder in the sky.
On the Qinglong seat, everyone Xiu was stunned, and the monsters looked up at the sky in surprise.
In the crowd, Luo Jianqing's face changed, he frowned, and looked up at the dark thunderclouds that were gradually gathering.
Almost without thinking, Luo Jianqing turned his head and said to the cultivator at the fusion stage beside him: "This is my life sword, you hold it in your hand, and I can telepathically communicate with it. I'm about to cross the calamity, no more Stay here, you will continue to maintain the formation of the Azure Dragon, and I will come back immediately after the calamity is over."
The cultivator was dumbfounded and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo, if you leave, isn't our Azure Dragon position..."
"The Buddha's side should be able to hold on for a while longer. As long as his Xuanwu position is not broken, we will have no problem here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Jianqing flew away. He couldn't wait any longer, because every second, the thunder robbery might fall. It's a trivial matter to hit him, and I'm afraid of hitting these people to repair.
With his strength and the hatred of Heaven against him, these thunder tribulations are absolutely impossible to be as simple as ordinary thunder tribulations. Even if Luo Jianqing faced these thunder tribulations, they would be seriously injured at light level, or die at serious level.
The cultivator held the Shuangfu sword in his hand and watched Luo Jianqing fly out of the formation. He exclaimed, "Friend Luo, if you want to cross the calamity, why don't you bring your natal sword? This is your important magic weapon. , you don't bring the sword of life, what should you do when you cross the calamity?"
At the same time, Venerable White who was rushing towards Suzaku suddenly stopped and turned his head to look east in astonishment. He shrank his eyes and scolded: "Heavenly Dao, how can you take advantage of people's danger!"
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Lingzi turned around and went to the position of Qinglong.
Luo Jianqing didn't know about these things, but he just wanted to go, and it was impossible for the Demon Lord Moyu to let him go. When he saw Luo Jianqing coming out of the Azure Dragon Formation, the demonic prisoner was first stunned, and then overjoyed.
"God helps the demon clan! You actually want to transcend tribulation, you actually want to transcend tribulation! This deity will never let you transcend tribulation!"
With that said, the Demon Lord of Moyu angrily spit out a mouthful of purple divine thunder at Luo Jianqing, and those thunderbolts were like sturdy giant snakes, rushing towards Luo Jianqing. Lei Ting just slashed in front of Luo Jianqing's eyes, blocking his way to escape.
Luo Jianqing stared at this scene in a daze. When he looked back, he saw the demonic prisoner laughing loudly: "This deity was born in the sea of thunder, born in the sixth rank, and crossing the thunder tribulation is like eating sugar pills! Heaven helps the demon clan, heaven helps This deity, today, this deity is going to kill your junior together with this thunder tribulation!"
Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes slightly, offered out the bright light blue jade beads, and said coldly: "Then you can go ahead and try!"
Anytime a situation like this happens, it's going to be weird. A cultivator who is half-step through the calamity is still clamoring for a demon at the peak of the earth? The two are already two big realms apart, and there is no comparison at all.
However, it seemed appropriate at the moment. Although the spiritual power in Luo Jianqing's body was also depleted, he was unscathed, unlike this demonic prisoner, who had broken an arm and was blind in one eye.
Luo Jianqing's arrogance made the eyes of the demon monk of the prison blood red, and he rushed towards him with a roar. Luo Jianqing reluctantly used his own strength to motivate the Mingguang Qingyuzhu, and seeing this, the army of the demon clan took the opportunity to rush to the Qinglong Formation, preparing to fight with those thousands of people.
With the help of the power of the Quartet Concentration Formation, these thousands of people barely blocked the attack of these monsters. The cultivator standing on the guard in the integration period even held Luo Jianqing's Shuangfu sword, temporarily taking his place, and attacking the army of monsters that turned into mountains and seas.
In the sky, Mo Prison Demon Venerable's wings fluttered, and several thunders fell.
Luo Jianqing reluctantly escaped these thunderstorms, but heard a loud bang, a red divine thunder fell from the thunder cloud and hit Luo Jianqing's back, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Unprepared to smash into the sea.
"This deity took your life!" The Demon Lord of the Prison roared angrily.
Luo Jianqing's eyes were red, he turned his hands and raised the Mingguang sapphire jade beads, and confronted the Demon Lord of Moyu again.
At the same time, on the Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu positions, because of the loss of the Qinglong position, the attack power of the three parties was greatly reduced, and the advantages they finally gained gradually dissipated.
Bai Ji gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Who is it that he failed!"
Zuo Yunmo's eyes showed worry: "Who is it... It must not be gradually clear."
The Buddha and the dust were slightly cold, and suddenly stopped all attacks, he put his hands together, and sacrificed the string of gods and magic beads.
"Amitabha, the little monk can only defend and attack."
On the turbulent sea, Luo Jianqing and the Namo Prison Demon Lord fought each other and were almost suppressed by the other party. With the help of Mingguang cyan jade beads, Luo Jianqing was barely able to escape from the hands of the demonic prisoner again and again, but the pervasive thunder tribulation struck Luo Jianqing on the road of escape again and again, causing him to be repeatedly injured.
The blood stained Luo Jianqing's eyes red. Behind him was the chasing Yaozun, and in front of him was the thunder robbery who did not know when.
The Demon Lord of the Prison said loudly: "You little beast, don't even think about escaping!"
Luo Jianqing gritted his teeth, suddenly turned to look at the other party, and smiled instead: "Why should I run away? Today, I will not run away for you to see!"
As soon as the words fell, when the demon in the prison was stunned, the handsome and handsome young monk suddenly turned into a blue light and flew towards the vast and boundless army of monsters.
The Demon Lord of the Prison opened his eyes wide and shouted, "You dare to be young!!!"
At this time, Luo Jianqing had already flown into the army of countless monsters, making those monsters stunned.
In the army led by the Demon Lord of the Prison, there are also eight Demon Lords. Seeing this, they showed joy on their faces, and hurriedly rushed towards Luo Jianqing, ready to grab the credit. Unexpectedly, when one of the gray-robed old men was about to meet Luo Jianqing, he only listened to—
Boom!
A red divine thunder struck the old man, who was seriously injured and vomited blood, and the whole person flew out.
The next moment, all the demon venerables were startled and dared not move.
Even standing in the army of monsters, Luo Jianqing did not change his face. He glanced around with his icy eyes, and finally burst out laughing. He stamped his right foot on the ground, and said fearlessly, "Want to kill me? Want this thunder to kill me? Today I will tell you, what is this thunder? Who will be killed!"
boom! boom! boom!
The red thunder slashed again, and each time it slashed, it made hundreds of monsters howl.
At the end of the eighteen red thunderbolts, the monsters had already collapsed and fled everywhere. However, after all, there are too many of them. Even if they flee in all directions, they are enough to kill a group of them when the Divine Thunder strikes.
The nineteenth thunder was a purple divine thunder.
From then on, until the forty-ninth path, it was a terrifying purple thunder.
The Demon Lord of the Prison looked at this scene in horror, and trembled in disbelief: "This is the nineteenth thunder, the purple divine thunder. Then after that... How many thunder tribulations does he have!"
It was a pure white thunder calamity that answered the Demon Lord of the Prison.
In his seven thousand years of life, the Demon Lord of the Prison has never seen such a thunder calamity. He claimed to be born in the sea of thunder and eat thunder as candy pills, but he couldn't believe that he could still see such a terrifying and terrifying thunder calamity in his life.
This thunder has become pure white, and only the power of destroying the world is hidden in it. Even if he is in a prison, he would not dare to take such a thunder tribulation: he will definitely be injured!
However, at this time, Luo Jianqing was already covered in blood, and he still ran to the place with the most monsters, leading this thunder robbery into the army of monsters.
After fifteen pure white thunder tribulations, Luo Jianqing has thrown out countless magic weapons. Every magic weapon he threw out was enough to make the calamity-transcending almighty jealous, but he threw it out without blinking, just to block the thunder robbery.
At the time of the sixty-fifth thunder calamity, the demonic prisoner of Moyu did not dare to chase Luo Jianqing. He trembled and looked up at the sky. I saw that the thundercloud had spread all over the sky, almost covering the demon realm. One after another golden rays of light were brewing in this thundercloud, as if something that could destroy the world was brewing.
escape!
Moyu Yaozun subconsciously turned around and ran, but Luo Jianqing suddenly looked at him, sneered, and rushed towards him.
When Luo Jianqing rushed 100 meters behind Moyu Yaozun, he saw a golden light suddenly slashed down from the thundercloud and smashed straight towards Luo Jianqing and Moyu Yaozun.
"This deity was born in the sea of thunder and never feared thunder!" The Demon Lord of Moyu shouted frantically.
Luo Jianqing sacrificed a small black cauldron and smashed it at Lei Ting, but the demon Zun Mo arrogantly turned to face Lei Ting. I saw this golden thunder rumbled on the body of the Moyu Demon Venerable, his whole mouth vomited blood, flew out, and even his palms were split!
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing's eyes lit up, and he quickly chased after him.
Where is the arrogant attitude of Moyu Yaozun at this time, his eyes fled forward in horror, but Luo Jianqing was chasing him. Heaven and sea, never relax for a moment.
"Don't chase the deity... ah!"
"You... you give the deity to get out... ah!"
"Ah! How can this deity be afraid of thunder... ah!"
"Please, stop chasing the deity!!!"
When the 80th Thunder Tribulation came down, the Demon Lord of the Prison had already lost a wing and returned to the appearance of a three-eyed giant bird. It looked at the thunderclouds in the sky like a fool, and saw a golden thunder suddenly slashed in the direction of it and Luo Jianqing, it even made a long cry and spread its wings to greet it.
"This deity is never afraid of thunder!"
Luo Jianqing: "..."
... Is it really stupid
boom!
After a dazzling white light collided with the golden thunder, the three-eyed giant bird drew a parabola and fell heavily into the sea, but did not fly out of the sea again.
His eyes gradually moved from the calm sea to the black thundercloud that covered the sky, Luo gradually pursed the corners of his mouth and looked at each other coldly.
At this moment, the monsters on the sea have all fled. The two ninth-order demon lords in the tribulation period were hacked to death, and the life and death of the demon lord of the prison at the peak of the earth rank are also unknown.
Luo Jianqing turned his head to look in the direction of Ren Xiu, and said, "Give me the sword!"
The man Xiu immediately threw the sword out, and the Shuangfu sword turned into a streamer and flew into Luo Jianqing's hands.
Luo Jianqing held the sword in his right hand and looked at the thunderclouds in the sky with awe. He suddenly had an illusion, as if the thundercloud seemed to be conscious, and was quietly looking at him. The two sides watched for a moment, only to hear the dull sound of thunder, Luo Jianqing's eyes narrowed slightly.
Boom!
A golden light slashed down from the thunder cloud!
This light is no longer like a thunder tribulation, but like a pure energy attack!
Luo Jianqing gave a long drink, holding the Frost Floating Sword in his hand, hit him head-on, and the "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky" in his body ran wildly.
"The first limit of all things in heaven, the sun rises and the moon sets, day and night!"
"I seize the first limit of all things, tomorrow's bright moon, day and night!"
"Capture the sun and the moon!"
boom!
Time seemed to stand still, and the dazzling golden light became the only focus at this time. A thin and thin person, Xiu, collided with the golden light that carried the power of heaven and was as vast as the ocean, causing countless people in the distance to shudder.
At this moment, it was magnified to the point of infinite length.
When the dust fell to the ground, I saw that the golden light energy suddenly shattered into ten thousand pieces, and slammed into all directions. Even though the power has been dispersed into many paths, when these energies hit the enchantment of the Quartet Concentration Formation one by one, it still makes the big formation tremble slightly.
Everyone saw that the thin figure suddenly flew out and fell into the sea.
A quarter of an hour passed, a quarter of an hour passed, a quarter of an hour passed...
"Could it be that fellow Daoist Luo..." a cultivator said in a trembling voice.
Someone immediately replied: "Probably not..."
"Yes, how could it be? Although the thunder tribulation is terrifying, but... But Fellow Daoist Luo is a peerless genius who has transcended tribulation for seventy years!"
While everyone was talking about it, a cyan figure suddenly flew out of the sea. His body was already full of blood and water, and he became a bloody man.
However, after all, he has survived nine, nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations!
"Sure enough, it's Fellow Daoist Luo. How did he survive the last thunder tribulation? That thunder tribulation killed even the Demon Lord of the Prison."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you survive this last thunderstorm, there will be no problem."
"Yes, yes, whether we have to change our words in the future, how can we be friend Luo again, we have to be called Venerable..."
"No! Why haven't the thunderclouds dispersed in the sky yet?"
As soon as these words landed, everyone immediately looked at the sky in horror.
Sure enough, the dull and depressing black thunderclouds were still filling the sky, like a giant mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.
Luo Jianqing's face gradually sank, and his eyes calmly looked at the thundercloud that was still in the air. He wanted to hold his sword tightly, but his hand was completely unable to move, his bones were broken, and he just maintained the posture of holding the sword.
The light cyan light flickered gently in the black thundercloud, Luo gradually raised his hand and wiped the blood from his face.
No one knew how long it took, when a cyan thunder suddenly fell from the black thunder cloud! This thunder seems simple, far less powerful than the golden thunder just now, but it is mixed with a trace of destruction, making all bystanders tremble.
Luo Jianqing raised the Frost Floating Sword with trembling fingers and greeted him.
However, at this moment, I saw a golden sword light flying from afar and hit the thunder in an instant.
Angry voices spread throughout the sea—
"There is a saying in the Dao, ninety-nine return to one! After eighty-one thunder tribulations, the punishment of heaven ends. Heaven, you know what's wrong!"