Chapter 1233 Thunder Tribulation is Ruthless

Dongchen Continent, Yulan Sect

Yulan Sect is located in the Yulan Mountain in the east of Dongchen Continent and has existed for more than 900,000 years. , is also one of the top sects among the many immortal cultivating sects in Dongchen Continent.

It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the day when the former head of the Yulan Sect, Yu Jiudeyu, ascends to the throne. All the inner disciples of the Yulan Sect within the sect gather together at dawn. Gathered at the ascension platform in front of Yulan Immortal Palace.

The Yulan Mountains stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles. The main peak is more than 57,000 feet high and spans 30,000 miles. The main hall of the Yulan Sect is built on the mountainside above the main peak of 10,000 feet. It is hidden on weekdays. In the clouds and mist, it is difficult to see its true face even at the foot of the mountain.

There are two floors of high platforms in front of the Yulan Sect’s Immortal Palace. Each floor can accommodate tens of thousands of people. From bottom to top, the first floor is for preaching and teaching. Between the two floors There is also a lecture platform, and the second-floor high platform is the square in front of the Immortal Palace. The great masters of the Yulan Sect throughout the ages have experienced thunder and calamity in the square, so it is also called the Feixian Platform.

There are nine steps between Feixian Terrace and Yulan Sect Immortal Palace. The Immortal Palace has five halls in a row, all built of sandalwood. Each one is tall, majestic and beautiful.

The disciples of the sect stood on both sides of the Feixian Terrace. There were both men and women, including law enforcement disciples and sect elders. There were more than 10,000 people up and down. Everyone was excited and nervous.

The Immortal Hall of the Yulan Sect faces the southeast. When the sun rises, Master Yujiude walks out of the main hall surrounded by a large group of people and walks towards Feixiandai. Everyone is walking. , as light as flowing clouds and as elegant as the wind.

The real person Yu Jiude gave birth to a baby at the age of 260, and took over the position of head at the age of 300. He has been in the position of head for more than 800 years. Ten years ago, he had cultivated to the perfection of Mahayana, but the signs of thunder tribulation never came. It was not until half a year ago that he sensed the period of thunder tribulation, so he passed the position of head to his youngest disciple Li Yangzi and waited for the day of calamity with peace of mind. .

Li Yangzi, who newly took over the position of head, was more than five hundred years old at the time. He led more than a hundred fellow disciples and inner disciples to accompany him down the steps and walked about nine feet away. They all stood still and lined up.

The real person Yu Jiude is over a thousand years old. He is as handsome and young as a young man in his thirties. He wears a white robe and holds a handle of Buddha dust. When he walks, the robe moves automatically without wind, as if he wants to Fly into the sky.

All the disciples looked at the former master and bowed and saluted: "I wish you, senior brother/uncle/grandmaster, great success in ascension!"

"Okay." Yu Jiu A faint smile appeared on Dezhen's calm and calm jade face, and he walked towards the center of Feixiandai without stopping.

All the disciples stood in awe.

The real person Jade Jiude grew up with lotus step by step, walked to the center of Feixian Terrace and bowed in all directions.After bowing, he sat cross-legged on the ground facing the rising sun, quietly waiting for the thunder disaster.

The golden sun slowly rose, rising higher and higher, and soon hung on the top of the mountain, illuminating Yulan Mountain in a bright light.

When the sun hangs on the top of the mountain, the clouds over Yulan Mountain are billowing. Many flowing clouds gather towards the main peak of Yulan Mountain from all directions. Soon the clouds accumulate into a sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds is like a sky pillar, reaching up to the sky. .

The sentient beings on the Feixian Platform of the Yulan Sect also felt the changes. They looked up at the sky and saw the sea of ​​clouds gathering in the sky. They all knew that the thunder disaster was coming soon.

The sea of ​​clouds was still gathering strength. About half an hour later, the clouds in the sea of ​​clouds accumulated to a terrifying level. They were as black as ink, like a huge black gold pillar standing over Yulan Mountain. There was silver in the dark clouds. Electricity flashed and thunder faintly thundered.

Soon, the place where the sea of ​​clouds connected with the sky began to turn purple, and after a while it turned into a purple thunder pillar, visible to the entire continent.

Countless monks above Nascent Soul on the mainland sensed the power of heaven. They all looked up to the east and stared at the Thunder Cloud Heavenly Pillar that was thousands of miles away. They were stunned.

"Nine purple thunders?"

"Oh my god, it turned out to be a purple thunder pillar. Who has experienced this calamity?!"

Xiu The monks who had reached the Tribulation and Mahayana stages were horrified. There had been no Purple Thunder Heavenly Pillar Tribulation in the mainland for millions of years. Who had experienced the Tribulation this time and encountered the Nine Purple Thunder Tribulation?

Countless monks sigh for the people who have experienced tribulations, and are jealous of them. The Purple Thunder Pillar Thunder Tribulation is extremely rare, and it is also the strongest thunder. The people who have experienced tribulations are either the great virtues of several generations. This generation, or the extremely evil generation, once those who have experienced the calamity fail, they will only end up in ashes, there is no chance of luck. Once they succeed, they will have an infinite path to immortality, and they may achieve immortality.

At this moment, countless monks had complicated moods.

The disciples of the Yulan Sect on the Feixian Platform were stunned when they saw the formed thunder pillar.

The real person Yu Jiude who was sitting cross-legged on the Feixian Terrace looked up and took a few breaths into the distance. He sighed softly: "My thunder calamity is ninety-nine purple thunders from the sky. The time is also lucky, I will go!" "

"..." Li Yangzi opened his mouth several times, but in the end he only spit out a few words: "I hope that senior brother can achieve Tao and fly to immortality."

"Cultivation is difficult. Those who become immortals are one among ten thousand. Whether they can win one among ten thousand depends on human effort." Master Yu Jiude smiled slightly, stood up in the air, and slowly rose up.

He rose hundreds of feet into the sky, slowly turned his head and looked at the sect's Immortal Palace, and stood facing the southeast, standing still, his jade face as beautiful as a crown jade without a trace of ripples.

Everyone in the sect looked up at the sky.

When the sun rises a pole high again, it connects to the purple thunder in the skyThe pillar slowly moved downwards, and the thick purple-black clouds pressed downwards, and soon they were heavy and heavy in the sky above Yulan Immortal Palace, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Thunder and lightning roared in the dark purple sea of ​​clouds, and the deafening sound became louder and louder.

The huge thunder made all the disciples tremble with fear.

After about half the time of the incense stick, the whole cloud pillar shook heavily. Silver lightning exploded, like fireworks exploding. In the silver light, a purple thunderbolt crashed down. .

The sky thunder is one. However, if you look closely, you will find that it is actually composed of nine thunders, with a total of nine layers. Because it is too solid, it looks like a bunch.

The sound of thunder was like the sound of thousands of bells ringing together, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles. Wherever the sound reached, all the beasts were silent.

Everyone on the Feixian Platform was shaken by the sound of thunder, and their ears stung. The disciples under the Nascent Soul could not withstand the power of the thunder and fell to their knees at that time.

Seeing this, Li Yangzi threw out two arrays of magic weapons, and took all the disciples in the sect to move out of the Feixian Platform and landed on the steps in front of the Immortal Palace to avoid being affected by the power of the thunder.

If the large Feixian Terrace is empty, only the real person Yu Jiude stands in the sky above, like a white crane, isolated from the world.

The purple sky thunder, as thick as ink, struck down with great accuracy, hitting the real person Yu Jiude because the sky thunder was several feet thick and enveloped his entire body. From the outside, he could only see No one can be seen in thunder and lightning.

Li Yangzi and the others were so frightened that they almost didn’t dare to look directly.

The first thunder stayed in the air for about five breaths and dispersed silently. The second thunder contained in the purple thunder pillar showed signs of being ready to come out.

When the first thunder dissipated, the real person Yu Jiude was revealed. He was struck down by the lightning more than twenty feet. The hairpin that bound his hair disappeared, and his burnt hair was scattered on his back, and his clothes were also gone. It was burned away by thunder and lightning, revealing the pale golden treasure armor, and the Buddha dust in his hand was also cracked by lightning.

Although he was a little embarrassed, he withstood the first thunder.

Not only did the members of the Yulan Sect not relax, their expressions became even more solemn. In the past, the head of the sect could not completely withstand a thunderstorm. It is conceivable that this time the disaster will be more misfortune.

Everyone felt heavy.

Yu Jiude stabilized his body in the air and rose again. Just as he reached a height of 100 feet, the second thunder suddenly fell. The second thunder was thicker than the first thunder, with purple light and silver. Explosion.

That blow knocked Master Yu Jiude down more than thirty feet. The magic weapon armor on his body cracked countless cracks. The Buddha Chen magic weapon helped its master block part of the power of thunder and lightning, and he died. His hair was burned off, his face had several scars from electric injuries, and there was a bit of burnt barbecue smell in the air.

The real person Yu Jiude's breathing was disordered. He took out a handful of pills and swallowed them. He put a tripod-shaped magic weapon on his head and welcomed the third thunderbolt as if he was dead.

The third thunder pillar was thicker and more powerful than the second thunder pillar. As soon as the thunder came out, it was overwhelming in all directions, as if the end was approaching and the world would collapse.

That thunder hit Zhenren Yu with incomparable accuracy, knocking him only twenty feet away from the ground, destroying all his magic weapons, and burning him into a piece of black coal.

The real person Yu Jiude, whose whole body was burnt, staggered a few times before he managed to stand still. He gritted his teeth, took out a few handfuls of pills and swallowed them, and took out the last two magic weapons to protect himself.

The hearts of Li Yangzi and others fell to the bottom, and they could almost predict the outcome, but they could only watch, no one could bear it for them. The thunder tribulation of heaven is the most fair and ruthless, and the thunder tribulation is The calamity of one person cannot be shared by others, and whoever comes close will die.

The real person Yu Jiude rose more than ten feet, and the fourth sky thunder descended mercilessly, and the pillar-like purple thunder and lightning came in a flash.

The magic weapon of Master Yu is like a baby facing a Mahayana monk in the face of thunder and lightning. It has no resistance. When it touches the thunder and lightning, it burns into dregs silently. Master Yu is struck by the thunder. Knocked from the sky to the ground.

When the fourth sky thunder dispersed, Yu Zhenren fell to the Feixian Platform, lying on his back, his skin and flesh were torn, no part of him was intact, and he was burned blacker than coke, and his body was as shriveled as Let it dry.

Mr. Jade is dying.

“Master—” Yu Qi, who had been a bystander and had been a bystander, could no longer bear the grief and burst into tears after seeing his master’s anger.

Li Yangzi couldn't bear to see his senior brother's miserable appearance, and gently put his hand on the shoulder of his nephew who was standing beside him: "The road is difficult, life and death are uncertain, thunder and disaster are ruthless, Xiao Qi, You...sigh-"

He couldn't say any words of comfort and looked at the sky again.

The fifth sky thunder contained in the purple thunder pillar in the sky has gathered enough strength, and it strikes downwards mercilessly again. The thunder is as thick as the previous thunders combined. It's as if it wants to penetrate the earth and tear the sky apart.

If that thunder falls, there is no doubt that the body of Master Yu, who has no protective magic weapon, will be gone.

The sentient beings of the Yulan Sect were filled with grief, silently watching the thunder falling from the sky, and sending their former leader on his last journey with a solemn and solemn mood. It is regrettable that practitioners should die in the thunder tribulation. But it is also the greatest honor for cultivating immortals. It is far happier than having no chance of a thunderstorm for the rest of your life, or dying unexpectedly halfway. It is truly honorable to die.

The thunder calamity was ruthless, and the fifth thunder struck down at a speed that shocked all directions.