Chapter 253 Success, Jindan Family
After the sixth thunder tribulation passed, Yang Haoyu took out a glazed golden armor talisman again.
At the same time, she turned her left hand and took out a pale white [Huntian Treasure Pill] and swallowed it to replenish her mana.
After swallowing the elixir, 40% of the mana that had been consumed became abundant again.
Then, the seventh thunderbolt fell!
Boom——
The thunder echoed in the sky. The power of this thunder made Yang Haoyu's expression condense. She could feel that if she was hit by this thunder, she would definitely be severely injured on the spot.
hum! ——
Twelve feet of golden glazed armor protected her again.
boom!
Different from the last time, this time the glazed armor only blocked 70% of the thunder's power before it shattered and turned into golden light spots all over the sky, flying and disappearing.
"not good!"
Yang Tianyou, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but exclaimed. He didn't expect that the glazed golden armor talisman, which was famous for its defense, could not block the seventh thunder tribulation.
You must know that among the golden elixir thunder tribulations, the last two thunder tribulations are the strongest, especially the ninth one.
Many golden elixir monks died or were maimed by the ninth thunder tribulation.
"The art of armor communication!"
Just when everyone in the Yang family was worried, Yang Haoyu decisively activated a magical power.
Keng!
Along with the sound of weapons rubbing together, nine second-level magic weapons of different shapes rose into the sky.
What is strange is that these magical weapons, which were originally only second level, suddenly erupted with power that made even the Golden Core cultivators pay attention.
Nine beams of light penetrated the void, filled with mana, and connected end to end, forming a huge millstone, sandwiching the thunder that only had 30% of its strength left in the middle.
Then, the millstone stirred hard, and the thunder tribulation that had exploded suddenly disappeared.
"Is this the magical power developed by our ancestor? It seems to be able to make magical weapons explode beyond their limits and emit terrifying power. This kind of magical power is very suitable for weapon refiners..."
Yang Tianyou's eyes flashed slightly and he speculated.
Next to me, I saw the ancestor showing great power and using his magical power to wipe out the thunder calamity. The other Yang family foundation builders also smiled, and their expressions became much more relaxed, not as solemn as before.
However, only Yang Haoyu and Yang Tianyou knew that the most dangerous moment of the Jindan Thunder Tribulation had just begun.
After the seventh thunder tribulation, the dark clouds in the sky rotated faster and faster, but no thunder fell.
In the center of the dark and deep clouds, thunder swam like dragons and snakes, gradually converging into a huge thunder ball.
This was building momentum, and it was present in the previous thunder tribulations, but it was not as obvious as the eighth one.
After a long cup of tea, finally, the eighth lightning tribulation, which seemed to have come to an end, suddenly struck down.
Boom——
Among the three-foot-thick thunder, purple already accounts for 30%, which means that the power of the thunder tribulation has doubled.
"Chongyuan thick earth formation, rise!"
At this time, Yang Haoyu also used the last layer of preparations.
The third-level low-grade formation, the Chongyuan thick earth formation.
As the formation was activated, the rich spiritual energy was swallowed up by Yang Haoyu, turning into billowing mana and injecting it into the formation plate below.
The dark-black octagonal formation plate was absorbing mana almost crazily, with dense formation patterns intertwined together.
In an instant, two towering black mountains stood over Langtan.
In the middle of the mountains, the unfathomable black abyss seems to be able to swallow and carry everything, with a special and mysterious charm.
boom!
The thunder struck down, directly hitting the center of the black abyss. The thick black mist and the blue-purple thunder eroded and obliterated each other.
Yang Haoyu's face was pale, and there seemed to be tadpoles swimming on the surface of his skin. This was a sign that his magic power was being overloaded.
boom!
In the end, with her best efforts, the Chongyuan thick earth formation completely blocked the eighth thunder tribulation.
call! ——
After exhaling heavily, Yang Haoyu took out a [Rejuvenation Xuanyuan Pill] and drank it.
Half of her meridians were ruptured and needed to be repaired quickly. She still had plenty of mana, and the effect of the previous Huntian Pill was still continuing.
The key now is whether the Chongyuan thick earth formation can withstand the ninth thunderbolt.
After a brief speculation, Yang Haoyu shook his head in his heart.
I'm afraid it won't work.
Chongyuan's thick earth formation was already trying its best to block the eighth thunder catastrophe. It would be good if it could block part of the ninth thunder catastrophe.
The rest needs to be borne by her.
After thinking about this, Yang Haoyu once again took out the previous nine second-level magic weapons.
After these magical weapons withstood a lightning disaster, they were already covered with cracks, and at most they could only activate the [Weapon Armor Spiritual Technique] again.
If this was not enough, Yang Haoyu waved his sleeves lightly and brought out nine second-level magic weapons.
However, the quality of the magic weapons this time is not high, they are all second-level low-grade ones. It is estimated that they will be directly damaged after being hit by a lightning disaster.
However, as long as you can survive the thunderstorm, everything will be worth it.
When the handprints were pinched, the divine passage patterns carved in the Dantian and on the golden elixir began to squirm. Under the catalysis of the rolling mana, they formed some kind of strange magical power, wrapping the eighteen second-level magic weapons in front of them.
Keng!
The magical weapon rang loudly, as if it was playing its last triumphal song.
Rumble!
Thunder rolled, and under the shining of an incandescent light, it snaked like a dragon's thunder.
Boom! ——
The ninth thunder tribulation is coming!
Thick thunder fell like a beam of light, and came out instantly. The purple thunder, which had already occupied 50% of the share, brought unparalleled destructive power, and seemed to be able to destroy a towering mountain.
The thick earth formation of the Chongyuan slowly rotated, and the black abyss turned into a huge mouth that swallowed everything. The gravity swirled around and accommodated the ninth thunderbolt.
Tear!
However, it didn't last long at all.
The blue-purple thunder directly tore into pieces the two mountains blocking the way.
Set against the backdrop of numerous black light spots, the ninth thunder calamity was like a life-threatening invitation from heaven, striking hard with the violence unique to thunder.
"Hmph, kill!"
Faced with this terrifying power that could threaten life, Yang Haoyu was not afraid at all. He snorted coldly, with an awe-inspiring aura on his bright cheeks.
That is a unique spirit that can only be developed by leading a family to overcome obstacles and survive for hundreds of years.
Once it appeared, it seemed to stun the entire sky, even the extremely blazing thunder light was outshone.
Keng!
Eighteen second-level magic weapons, driven by the magical power of the Bingjia Divine Technique, moved along a strange trajectory, and the internal patterns burned at an extremely fast speed.
It's like a candle that could burn all day long, but in just a few breaths, it blooms with all its light and heat.
The moment of glory was bright and hot.
Thunder surges in the sky above, and the millstone spins below.
When the two collided, there was silence at first, and then a sound like a bell echoed, and many of the dense dark clouds in the sky were blown away.
When everything calmed down, Yang Haoyu stood proudly among the fragments of the magical artifact.
Although his face was pale, his compelling power and grace were unforgettable for a long time.
She turned around, looked at the ecstatic tribesmen at the edge of the Wolf Pond, and smiled slightly, "From today on, I, the Ziyue Yang family, will be promoted to the Jindan family!"
