Chapter 469

"this is……"

The Patriarch Heishan was a little stunned, how could he not be familiar with this thunder, it was the tribulation thunder from heaven. When every martial artist breaks into the divine realm, the heavens will send down a thunderbolt to cleanse the body and recast the foundation.

Subsequently, the strength will also be greatly improved.

But this Lin Youye...

"Sure enough, Master hasn't broken through to God Realm yet?" The Killer God stared at Lin Lang blankly, speechless. He already has such power before breaking through the divine realm, so how terrifying will it be when he reaches the divine realm?

No wonder he was not afraid even in the face of the Black Mountain Patriarch, because he already had enough confidence. Thinking about it, Lin Lang chose to retreat when he was still in the thirty-third level, so he must have reached this level at that time.

All that's left is to welcome Lei Jie and accept the baptism.

Beside him, Baqiteng Snake also heard the tricks, the god of killer, a strong man in the god realm, chose to submit to Lin Lang's feet, no wonder he would stand in line like this.

What also shocked him was Lin Lang's real cultivation. Under the god realm, he had the ability to kill many god realms, challenging the strength of the mid-level god realm. As for his rudimentary skills, Lin Lang could kill him a hundred times before breaking through!

Thinking of the many quarrels with Lin Lang, Baqi Tengshe began to worry in his heart. If Lin Youye settles the score after autumn, I'm afraid he will be unlucky...

"Don't let him break through!"

Undoubtedly, the Son of Light is the last one who wants Lin Lang to go further. At this moment, he rushed into the tribulation thunder, but was forced back by the violent thunder just as he set foot.

At this moment, Lin Lang's surroundings were already shrouded in a curtain of thunder, and terrifying thunderstorms landed one after another. Without stopping even once, nine bowl-thick thunderbolts suddenly landed in the sky.

"He, Lin Youye, was able to defeat us while he was still in the divine realm. If he succeeds in breaking through, I am afraid that few people in the world will do anything to him. Threats are best killed in the cradle." Son of Light spoke softly, and immediately He glanced at Patriarch Heishan without leaving a trace.

Obviously, this sentence was also spoken to the ancestor of Heishan.

"It doesn't matter. Even if he has entered the God Realm, it's still easy for me to kill him." The ancestor of Heishan didn't think so. In fact, why didn't he want to rush into the thunder calamity to stop Lin Youye, but the nine terrifying thunder calamities faintly frightened him, a middle-level god, and he didn't dare to step in easily.

"You are the same as Lin Youye, you don't even know how big the difference is between the elementary and intermediate stages of the divine realm." The ancestor of Heishan said coldly. Clouds rose and fell behind him, and among the dense black clouds, a heavy black shield descended from the sky and landed in his hands.

To this day, it's not that he hasn't used his full strength, at least he hasn't even used a weapon.

The thunder punishment in the sky still continued, a piece of silver light fell on the sky and the earth, and nine thunderbolts landed impressively. Up to now, this is already the sixth wave of thunder calamity, sixty-nine fifty-four, and more than fifty thunder calamities have struck Lin La.

In the very center of the shining light, Lin Lang sat cross-legged with a look of determination on his face. The terrifying thunderbolts landed on his body, immediately ripping him apart. His skin and flesh were covered with a layer of destructive thunderpower, preventing the wound from healing.

Under this pain, even Lin Lang's face trembled slightly, despite the countless thunderbolts hitting him, he still remained motionless, trying his best to recover his spiritual power, waiting for the next wave of thunder to land.

Rumble!

Under the low sky, a new round of attacks was brewing again. Afterwards, nine dazzling thunder lights landed again.

The seventh wave!

The eighth wave!

Ninth wave!

Ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts, the catastrophe of the immortal road. Perhaps the powerful gods here don't know what this catastrophe of the immortal road means. If they put it on the prosperous stars of cultivating immortals, they might understand that ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder catastrophes will open up the road to immortality. Talented people are also extremely rare, with a bright future, and the worst thing to do in the future is to become a true immortal.

All the people present suddenly changed color, even those in the divine realm were all moved. When they broke through to the divine realm, at most they would send down a thunderbolt to baptize their bodies, but eighty-one...

Never before!

Just the calamity of becoming a god is already so terrifying, he is eighty times more than others, so what about his future cultivation path? If there is another lightning calamity, how terrifying it would be at that time!

"Is it finally over?"

The Killer God watched the last thick thunderbolt land, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the still calm figure in the center of the thunder pool.

This thunder disaster that shocked the world's attention is finally coming to an end. The thunderbolt no longer descended into the world, the flowing electric arc fell silent, and the dark cloud seemed to dissipate.

However, at this time, Lin Lang got up in vain, stretched out his left and right hands, and swept the star-catching hands towards the boundless sky with his left and right hands. With sharp eyes, he suddenly shouted: "Bring it to me!"

Everyone's ears sounded like a bell exploding, it was deafening, and they couldn't understand what it meant. Lin Youye said bring it, what did you bring it? Also, who was he talking to?

The dark clouds that were about to dissipate stopped for a moment, and they still had to drift away after all. Lin Lang snorted coldly, knowing that the calamity of the heavens did not approve of him. At this moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and suddenly a surging beam of spiritual power shot towards the sky.

boom!

At a height of one thousand meters, perhaps ten thousand meters, the dark cloud was almost directly blown away, and a hole was directly blasted out in the center, and the sun shone in.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at each other in blank dismay. This is also the first person in history. When Du Jie disagreed, even Jie Yun was blown away. Is this his robbing or robbing him?

I want to ask the heaven for a breath of heaven, if you dare not give it, I will kill this day! How arrogant!

Rumble!

The dark clouds condensed again, and then from an unknown distance away from the sky, an unknown number of dark clouds tore through the space and came together, clustered together, all suspended above Lin Lang's head. The huge robbery cloud was a hundred miles wide.

Between heaven and earth, there is a suffocating coercion, which comes from the nine heavens, and everyone feels a strong sense of anxiety. Many people have already knelt on the ground involuntarily. The environment is also restless.

That vast calamity cloud was oppressive, suffocating, and lurked a great horror, as if it was the wrath of the heavens, about to descend upon the catastrophe of annihilation. Lin Youye offended the heavens and deserved to be punished!

Pifu was furious, blood spattered five steps. When the emperor was angry, blood flowed on the oars. What if the sky is angry? The Son of Light's body was trembling, and he knelt on the ground devoutly and prayed: "Lin Youye is blasphemous and reckless, he should fall into the Nine Nether Hell and suffer all the suffering of reincarnation. The world is innocent, the Lord God please don't be angry innocent."

That huge calamity cloud gathered above Lin Lang's head, but he didn't easily lower the calamity, but just floated high, as if ignoring this tiny ant that offended the sky.

An invisible pressure landed on Lin Lang, even stronger than the pressure of human beings, and it was the real power of heaven, which was only suppressed on Lin Lang alone.

Kneel down!

I saw that Lin Lang couldn't bear the shuddering pressure, he was trembling all over, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his back, his knees were about to bend under the pressure. But his eyes were unyielding, he stared at the sky coldly, and still uttered two clear words: "Bring it!"

What he wants is the breath of heaven!

It is even more necessary to pave the way for the future with the innate nature of heaven.

Moreover, the eighty-one thunder calamities should have followed with a breath of heaven, but this time there was no such thing. Even if the heavens disagreed and did not bring down the breath of heaven, he would have to fight with the heavens!

The first calamity of the immortal road must have the breath of heaven, this is an eternal truth! Even the earth should be like this.

Rumble!

That Wanli Jieyun seemed to be finally angry, countless horrific thunderbolts fell, ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts landed together, and the space where Lin Lang was was turned into a pool of thunder.

Rumble!

That berserk power even destroyed everything in the world. The thousands of miles of ice field was directly smashed into nothingness, and the bone-piercing cold water was directly evaporated under the ice field.

This is already a catastrophe. Eighty-one thunder calamities landed at the same time, and any existence would be completely obliterated. In addition, after the eighty-one thunder calamities, there was another one that was contaminated with a trace of heaven, and when it appeared, it carried a mighty The terrifying thunder calamity of Tianwei landed.

Even if the clouds of hundreds of miles of calamity have already drifted away, there will be no more calamity. But that day was overwhelming, and there was still no one who could survive!

"This calamity is not for people to cross, but to directly obliterate the person who crosses the calamity!" The God of Killer was full of despair. Eighty-one thunder calamities, plus a thunder calamity tainted with the breath of heaven, even if a human immortal crosses the calamity, there is nothing better than this.

The faces of the rest of the people were also full of sympathy, beheading the three gods, and offending the ancestor of Heishan can also be forgiven, and he continued to provoke God, directly blasting Jieyun away.

God was furious, this Lin Youye, I am afraid it will be miserable.