Chapter 1485 Responding to Robbery. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

The patriarch of the "Five Plagues" held the bell with one palm, and made a formula in his hand. The simple and heavy sound of the bell suddenly echoed throughout the world.

Boom...boom...boom...

Every time the bell rang, there was a circle of twisted and patchwork-like gray curtains of countless souls, which formed out of thin air around the "Five Plagues" Patriarch, and then covered him layer by layer, resisting all external attacks.

It's just that the mighty sky is swaying and moving forward indomitable.

Layer upon layer of curtains, the grotesque and ferocious soul body, were all smashed to pieces by the majestic thunder in an instant!

Before the tribulation thunder continued to fall on him, the eyes of the founder of the "Five Plagues" were full of rich gray, and the copper bell in his palm also lit up with dense blood-colored runes. Boom boom boom...

Amidst the sound of a shower, the curtains instantly multiplied, layers upon layers, and in a blink of an eye the universe was reflected into a viscous sea of ​​gray.

Rumble! !

Another thunderbolt blasted the sky, and the thunderbolts continued, seemingly endlessly, one after another, and the terrifying breath of destruction filled the whole world.

Majestic and majestic, like a lofty will, sending down the will of extinction.

For a moment, the entire ruins of Jushuang City were chilling and cold, as if the end of the world was approaching.

The Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" looked pale, and tried his best to move the bronze bell, and purple-black blood stains gradually flowed from its seven orifices.

This is the mana driven to the limit, causing the old injury to begin to recur!

But in the current situation, not to mention just the outbreak of old injuries, even if the foundation is damaged and the path is cut off, he does not dare to stop at all!

If he can't get through this tribulation, he will die!

Thousands of years of hard work and the accumulation of Taoism in the long time will be in vain.

Countless ambitions, countless ideas to help the righteousness of the world, how many times of painstaking efforts to overcome calamities...all will be wiped out!

Even if the "Five Plagues" have a heart as strong as iron, they can't help showing a clear unwillingness in their eyes at this moment.

Every Hedao is an outstanding person who has come from amazing talents, and crossing the catastrophe is a state that many Hedaos have dreamed of and tossed and turned.

There are as many monks as the sand in the vast sea, and the existence of the ancestor level is all rare.

Even if the background is as deep as the nine major sects, adding a patriarch is still a major event that caused a sensation.

But crossing the catastrophe to the Mahayana, it is even a narrow escape, very few!

"Five Pestilence" is currently the youngest patriarch of the nine major sects. He once defeated the heroes, defeated the superior, scolded Fang Qiu, saved the world alone, advanced rapidly, and stood on so many hopeless heights overlooking all beings. ... But at this moment, Dao Tribulation is magnificent and majestic, the world is vast, stronger than Du Jie, and in front of this dark Dao of Heaven, he is like an ant!

This is cultivation!

This is the road to longevity!

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Just when the founder of the "Five Plagues" was struggling to support with all his means, Pei Ling was suspended in the air not far from the center of Dao Tribulation, and his black shirt was torn by the strong wind and swayed wildly.

His whole body was covered with scars and blood, and his whole body was still covered with dense blood-colored long hairs.

I don't know how many replicas of the ancestor sword ran through his body, and the blood criss-crossed like a stream, gurgling all over his body.

Seriously injured and on the verge of death, Pei Ling's aura was extremely powerful. He raised his blood-stained arm and swung the Nine Soul Sword vigorously, buzzing...

The sharp blade pierced the space, and countless condensed blood-colored saber energy flowed upstream.

The sound of thunder is rolling, like a tidal wave washing away all directions.

When the saber energy surged, instead of being destroyed at the touch of a touch, Pei Ling quickly slashed out more fierce saber energy.

At the same time, with a thought in his mind, countless replicas of the Ancestral Sword, the replica of the [Evil Slashing Axe], and the replicas of the [Original Accumulated Energy Cauldron] appeared in the void, blocking him.

The blade of the sword rolled, like heavy snow falling, with a terrifying sword intent, facing the tribulation thunder.

[Evil Slashing Axe] Simple and unpretentious, the blade of the ax is like frost, tearing apart the void with the momentum of breaking the blade, as if to cut off the thunderstorm;

The figures on the 【Original Energy Accumulation Cauldron】 have turned into soft and beautiful women one after another...

Boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

Amid the deafening loud noise, the blood-colored saber energy quickly shattered, the replica of the ancestor sword disappeared like a bubble, the replica of [Evil Slashing Axe] fell apart; [Original Energy Accumulated Cauldron] cracked and disappeared...

Zidian was shining in the sky, Jie Lei only paused slightly, and immediately continued to fall like a torrential waterfall.

Seeing this, Pei Ling's complexion changed, and he was secretly anxious. This is already his strongest state now!

[End Dao Qingxian] Today's power is comparable to real fairy art!

But at this moment, he can't even resist the tribulation thunder on the periphery, and it is impossible to hurt the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" at the center of Dao Tribulation!

The most important thing is that in the current state, he can only barely maintain it for a short period of time, but the tribulation and thunder continue. Before the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" survives this catastrophe, he has no chance at all!

At the moment when his thoughts turned, Pei Ling's whole body was churning with lifeless energy, as if gray smoke had dispersed, and the terrifying tribulation thunder also fell in front of him at the same time.

Pei Ling didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately cast out an ancient and simple formula, saying in a grand voice: "Thousands of mortals, fear me like the sky!"

The moment the voice fell, countless tribulation thunders fell like an angry river, and all of them hit Pei Ling's body.

The Ziqing electric light was as bright as the sun, turning into tens of thousands of thunder snakes, swimming quickly inside and outside the body, absorbing all of them, without causing any harm to him.

Wisps of blood-colored long hairs fell into the sky, and were instantly annihilated into ashes by the thunderbolt.

The long blood-colored hair on Pei Ling's body was quickly washed away by the thunderbolt, and the replica of the ancestral sword still stuck in the wound was also crushed by the thunderbolt, and disappeared tremblingly. The extremely serious injury just now began to recover quickly.

The thick dead air, like gray smoke, quickly dissipated in front of the fierce thunder, and the rich vitality was born from the burning smell.

However, as soon as he got out of the dying state, Pei Ling's aura dropped rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, he had already fallen back to the peak of the late stage of He Dao.

Pei Ling maintained the immortal art of "Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky", and immediately raised his head to look at the center of Jielei. His eyes flickered, and through the heavy thunder, he instantly locked on to the patriarch of the "Five Plagues". The figure, and then said in a faint voice: "Forget!"

As soon as the voice fell, the laws of heaven and earth changed immediately.

It's just that this kind of change has just begun, and in an instant, all order is under the catastrophe of heaven, sticking to the original laws of this world, and not being driven by any external force.

Seeing that the rules were useless, Pei Ling frowned, but was not too surprised.

The "Five Plagues" patriarch's calamity cloud was indeed summoned by him.

But just now, Fang Fang had already interrupted his fairy art, and now this dao calamity is the evolution of the real heaven!

[The world of mortals fears me like the sky], can pretend to be the way of heaven, but can't control the way of heaven!

Therefore, when he casts this fairy technique again now, he can only absorb the power of the Dao Tribulation, but he cannot control the Dao Tribulation that has already come...

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