Chapter 315 The Son of Fortune?
땤놇 Li Feihuang’s shocked eyes.
꽭The ground has turned pitch black.
Electric snakes dance wildly and the thunder pool boils.
"boom……"
The first thunder struck.
The sound was deafening.
If it weren't for the immortal cultivators from the Shenyi Sect, they would have retreated urgently.
I'm afraid my eardrums will be shattered.
The terrifying sound was like a dragon roaring, causing the ground to turn upside down.
A silver lightning that was as thick as several people's arms exploded.
Like a thunder dragon, it blasted directly towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen looked calm and held out the small bell, floating it above his head.
The little bell hangs down and expresses the mother spirit of all things.
Now is the time to re-temper it, add new divine patterns, and be promoted to a spiritual treasure.
Although in full view.
But the elders of the Holy Land are here, and they want to be the Holy Son themselves.
I don’t worry at all that someone powerful enough would dare to snatch it.
This is like a beggar who has won five million and wants others to rob him.
But the rich man has nothing to worry about if he has five million.
땤And when the powerful men from the Holy Land arrive, they will naturally be shown their own strength.
After all, I joined half-heartedly.
Ye Chen didn't want to be looked down upon by one person or another after going to the Holy Land, 꽭꽭 being slapped in the face by pretending to be cool.
Marven doesn't like to show off or slap in the face.
After being in seclusion for so long, Ye Chen only wanted to give gifts quietly in the Holy Land.
땤Everyone watching this scene was shocked.
This divine thunder is as thick as several people hugging each other, and it is like destroying the earth. In this situation, Ye Chen actually wants to sacrifice his natal spiritual weapon?
This is so confident!
The powerful people in Yan Holy Land are all well-informed.
Looking at the little clock, his pupils could not help but shrink.
"Completely made of Xuanhuang mother energy?"
"I have been searching for hundreds of years, but I can only find a trace. How much mother energy did the new saint son use to create such a small clock?"
"As expected of the Holy Son, what an opportunity, absolutely loved by this place."
"Just from this, you can see that your luck is amazing."
It can be said that as soon as the little bell comes out.
The eyes of those strong men in Yan Holy Land who were interested in serving as guardians became brighter and brighter.
There is so much Xuanhuang Mother Qi that even the Holy Land does not have.
Ye Chen was able to obtain it before he was a Nascent Soul, which shows that he has deep luck.
But Ye Chen didn't expect any reaction from the outside world.
Because 꽭thunder explodes.
Ye Chen stood proudly, no matter how thunder and lightning danced wildly, I remained motionless.
The divine thunder rushed directly to the small bell, and then flowed to Ye Chen's body.
However, Ye Chen mobilized his thunder power.
While tempering one's body, one also polishes the black and yellow mother's energy clock.
Everyone watching this scene was even more shocked.
Facing such a thunder, there is no need to defend.
Is this true pride?
The thunder tribulation that scares the immortal cultivators seems to be nothing more than a help for the other party to polish themselves and show their strength and extraordinaryness to Da Jian.
Boom boom boom...
Soon, more terrifying thunder disasters fell one after another.
Each one is thicker than the other.
Destroy the land like a thunder dragon causing chaos.
Just looking at it from a distance makes one's hair stand on end and is horrified.
I simply can't imagine myself facing such a thunder disaster.
What a scene.
Even though 꽭Mingzi, who originally still had the confidence to suppress Ye Chen, looked weak at the moment.
I thought that if I tried my best, I would use all my cards regardless of the price.
There should be a 70% chance of suppressing this Holy Son, right?
…
That's it.
꽭Thunder comes one after another.
The first 깇 thunder is already like a hill.
땤Ye Chen remained motionless, 뀪Thunder Tribulation washed himself and refined the weapon.
The Taoist charm emanating from every gesture is astonishing.
땤The first thunder finally ended.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
An Miao Li Geng finally released 떘뀞.
Although Ye Chen handled the whole process with ease, he did not even suffer any injuries.
But An Miaoli was still worried.
At this moment, all the thunder fell, and An Miaoli was completely released.
Suddenly, An Miaoli's expression changed.
Because the calamity cloud on the dome has not dissipated, the aura of terror continues to gather instead.
In a moment, another thunderstorm condensed.
It crashed towards Ye Chen like a waterfall.
An Miaoli and others were shocked.
Isn’t it a thunder disaster?
Why else?
However, the powerful men in Yan Holy Land were not surprised and watched carefully.
Ordinary arrogance will naturally lead to thunder and calamity.
This is the custom.
But those top arrogant people who have the qualifications to kill enemies across large realms are far from that.
The First Saint Son and Saint Lady Hua Yunfei and Tantai Xuan both survived eighty-one thunder tribulations when they became Nascent Souls.
땤The remaining saints and saints have survived thirty-six thunder tribulations.
So.
껣The thunder tribulation before 깇 has only begun.
The main event comes next.
In everyone's sight, divine thunder fell one after another.
Like long rivers of thunder and liquid, destroying everything in the world.
Thunderstorms resounded everywhere.
It's like the entire land has been turned into a minefield.
땤Ye Chen's response was obviously not as easy as it was at the beginning.
The blood energy is surging, and the divine fire is ignited on the body, resisting the divine thunder and continuing to polish the black and yellow mother energy clock.
Everything accumulated during one's golden period, such as the Hengyu Sutra, the Phoenix Treasure Technique, the Sakyamuni Refining Technique, etc., are all inserted into it with the divine patterns.
Soon, thirty-six divine thunder fell.
The Jingmiao Peak at Ye Chen's feet was about to be reduced to rubble.
The Xuanhuang Mother Qi Bell on Ye Chen's head was glowing with divine light.
It was officially promoted to a spiritual treasure.
And it was a top-grade spiritual treasure.
It looked even more extraordinary.
The thunder came to an end.
An Miaoli breathed a sigh of relief.
But he hadn't breathed out all the breath yet.
An Miaoli's pupils shrank again.
Because the calamity cloud above him hadn't dissipated yet...
Boom boom boom...
An even more terrifying divine thunder fell.
It was no longer silver-white, but blood-colored.
Endless blood-colored divine thunder roared.
This time, even the strong men in the holy land were moved.
This newly promoted saint was indeed a pride in the same rank as Huayun Peak's Tan Taixuan.
They all looked at him seriously.
Ye Chen was no longer just defending.
The divine thunder was terrifying.
Ye Chen began to attack proactively.
True dragon magic, true phoenix magic, and immortal scripture magic.
Endless divine light blasted out when Ye Chen raised his hand.
Counteracting the almost endless, terrifying blood-colored divine thunder that was unimaginable.
It was as if he was fighting the entire land alone.
Ye Chen's black hair danced wildly, fighting and fighting, terrifying.
An Miaoli's face was pale, and his eyes were full of worry.
The eagle of Ye Chen, who was like a god of war.
Ze's face was ashen.
You use me to sharpen the knife, and you want me to die?
This kind of thunder tribulation, whether I can withstand it as a dignified God stage, is a question mark.
It will take a while for the strong men of the Yan Holy Land to stop me.
I will burn my life and turn around and leave at any cost.
There should be a 70% chance of escape, right?
…
The divine thunder is terrifying.
The earth here seems to not give Ye Chen any chance to breathe.
One after another, it seems to dye the earth red.
Even as strong as Ye Chen, his robes are broken at this moment.
If it weren’t for the Yuanying in his body constantly extracting the earth’s power.
The Supreme One kept replenishing his blood and qi.
Ye Chen couldn’t easily withstand it.
But fortunately.
When the last blood-colored divine thunder was shattered by Ye Chen’s various means.
A total of 81 divine thunders finally ended.
Ye Chen’s calamity is over!
