Chapter 1122 The Beginning of the Catastrophe (Part 2)

Li Yan stared at the sky, his face became serious, and he knew that the tribulation had truly begun.

This sword is composed of the rules of wind. Not only can it break mountains and split seas, but what's even more terrifying is that it may bring a hint of strong wind!

All monks below Nascent Soul are almost certain to die in the Gangfeng. This is the real first life-and-death line faced by Fake Infant monks. Fortunately, the Gangfeng in the Heavenly Tribulation of the Soul is very weak.

As soon as Li Yan thought about it, the "Heaven Wind Bamboo" on the ground blocked the top of his head, as if it also sensed the same kind of breath.

"Tianfeng Bamboo" did not wait for Li Yan to control it. One end of the bamboo tip suddenly stood up, like a cobra that had discovered its natural enemy.

At the same time, a vortex appeared faintly at the bamboo hole at the top, and the vortex suddenly became as big as a funnel, and it continued to expand...

After a stick of incense, three huge wind blades as tall as Li Yan and two people surrounded him.

One knife slashed towards his neck, another slashed down from the top of his head, and the other knife was spinning sideways, with a whistling sound, turning into a huge silver wheel and cutting towards Li Yan's waist.

At this time, Li Yan's clothes on his chest and back were covered in blood, and the wounds on his body that looked like small mouths of babies shone with silver light, and his flesh and blood were squirming.

On his thigh, there was a long slanting blood groove, which caused one side of his gown to disappear from the waist down, revealing black bloody trousers.

Li Yansensen's leg bones were all exposed, and there were faint traces of blood flowing on a few thick veins, but they were wrapped in a layer of magic power, so no blood flowed out, and there was a silver glow in the wound.

Even if there are treasures to resist it, there is only a trace of the Gangfeng in the wind disaster.

Even with Li Yan's current physical body, he still couldn't stop the Gangfeng's invasion. Fortunately, not every wind disaster contained Gangfeng.

The recovery ability of the Immortal Phoenix cannot heal such a huge wound quickly.

Li Yan's aura has also dropped significantly compared to before. Li Yanzheng is holding a high-level spirit stone in each hand and quickly recovering his magic power.

Seeing the remaining attacks coming at the same time, Li Yan clenched his hands and flicked his robe sleeves, and a yellow bag appeared on the back of his neck.

As soon as the object appeared, it immediately swelled to about a foot, and the bag body bulged like a cloth bag filled with wind.

The mouth of the bag opened like a giant mouth, and a large amount of Yin Qi spurted out from the mouth of the bag, instantly causing the temperature of the space around Li Yan to drop sharply.

The huge wind blade that was facing his neck was facing the bag. The blade was originally slashed diagonally, but was blown directly by the cold wind at the bag mouth. The silver blade was instantly covered with a layer of gray.

The wind blade seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The huge wind blade's extremely fast speed immediately slowed down, as if it was stuck in a mud.

This yellow bag is another one of the several magic weapons that Li Yan has prepared in advance in order to overcome the calamity over the years.

This treasure is a one-time consumable item called "Ghost King Bag".

It is an extremely yin-like wind-type magic weapon, and it is also a good countermeasure against wind-type attacks.

It was personally refined by a Nascent Soul monk

The offensive magic weapon is made from the arm of a mandrill that is more than ten thousand years old. It has the power of a full blow at the peak of the false infant realm.

When Li Yan saw this magic weapon on the sect's list, he hesitated for a few days. After careful consideration, he spent a huge amount of spiritual stones to purchase it.

The dark wind emitted by the "Ghost King Bag" refined by the Nascent Soul cultivator can resist the strong wind to a certain extent. This is the most important thing.

After receiving the previous ten wind tribulations, Li Yan already knew how terrifying the wind tribulation was, and it was twice as powerful as the previous rain tribulation.

Li Yan had already used about 80% of his strength at this time, and the catastrophe was only halfway over.

Li Yan pointed the mouth of the "Ghost King Bag" in one direction. Sure enough, when the dark wind came out of the bag, the huge wind blade that slashed diagonally towards Li Yan's neck seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

When the huge wind blade struck from above reached less than a foot above his head, it was blocked by a giant gray bamboo.

The giant bamboo is twice as thick as Li Yan's waist. It is the "heaven" that has swelled in size.

Wind Bamboo".

At this moment, the "Tianfeng Bamboo" no longer has any trace of green color, and its whole body is covered with vertical, horizontal, or diagonal cracks, and it looks like it is about to break.

The wind whistling sound from "Tianfeng Bamboo" became even sharper. The bamboo body seemed to be leaking wind from all directions, and the huge silver wind blade instantly slashed at the waist of "Tianfeng Bamboo".

The "Tianfeng Bamboo" that was originally full of cracks was chopped down and deeply dented!

"Ding ding ding..."

Amidst the continuous sound, there was a sound of bamboo strings or bamboo strips breaking, and as the silver blade cut into the bamboo body, the giant bamboo seemed to be more resilient.

With the force of the downward depression, it suddenly bounced up, and the embedded silver knife peak collapsed directly.

Although it only collapsed four to five inches upward in the end, the silver sword light did not cut it off.

Almost at the same time, the silver round sword that cut into Li Yan's waist was spinning rapidly, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and came to Li Yan's waist in a flash.

While dealing with the other two wind blades, Li Yan had already sat on his crotch and twisted his waist. When he twisted his body with the help of force, he avoided the sharp edge and smashed down hard from top to bottom with both fists in his big sleeves.

The timing was perfect, just when the silver round wheel almost cut into the clothes, both fists hit the blade firmly, avoiding the possible strong wind brought by the blade.

"boom!"

Dots of crystal light instantly burst out between Li Yan's fingers, which were caused by the fragmentation of high-level spiritual stones that he had absorbed in the future.

With almost all his strength, the spirit stones in his fists were directly shattered.

Then, the silver round wheel let out a whine, and was shattered into tiny pieces by Li Yan's huge force, which splashed away.

"Whoosh whoosh..." Amidst a series of sharp whistling sounds, more thin cracks appeared on Li Yan's Lingbao-level clothes.

Then, the sound of "Qiang Qiang Qiang..." was heard again.

It was many tiny wind blades that made a metallic cutting sound after cutting through his clothes and rubbing against Li Yan's skin.

However, the small wind blades that collapsed from the blade still left several long blood traces on Li Yan's body, but this wind blade was completely destroyed by Li Yan.

Three wind blade attacks came almost at the same time, and Li Yan used two treasures to delay the other two catastrophes.

After smashing a wind blade, Li Yan didn't pause at all. His body slid outside in a blur, and he was thousands of feet away in an instant.

At the same time, his consciousness was once again stimulated, and the gray "Tianfeng Bamboo" that had been cut and was about to break suddenly glowed with green light again.

With a muffled sound of "Boom!", it exploded into bamboo thorns, like a hedgehog with exploding hair, and instantly passed through the huge wind blade that was chopped off again.

The surface of the huge wind blade lit up with a dazzling silver light, but it was still penetrated by countless tiny bamboo holes.

Every tiny bamboo thorn passing through will take away a large amount of wind attribute power within it.

The silver wind blade chopped off from above immediately faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint glow almost in the blink of an eye.

But it still did not dissipate in the final decomposition of "Tianfeng Bamboo". Instead, it shot diagonally towards Li Yan with a faint light and continued to slash.

This is the Heavenly Tribulation. No matter how far you go, it will kill you.

After exploding the final power of "Tianfeng Bamboo", Li Yan waved with one hand, and a black light flashed away in his big sleeve. He didn't even look at the huge wind blade that continued to pursue him with a faint light. .

On the other side, the silver wind blade that was entangled with the "Ghost King Bag" had erupted with a dazzling silver light, and the layer of frost on the body was melting rapidly.

And this silver wind blade has also changed its direction at this moment, trying to escape from the dark wind of the "Ghost King Bag" little by little, and its escape speed is also getting faster and faster.

The mouth of the "Ghost King Bag" was blowing in the dark wind, and a shriveled arm covered with green hair was being pulled out bit by bit.

It was a somewhat illusory withered arm, five

The fingers are extremely long, each finger is a green color, and they have hooked nails that are several inches long, just like the arms of the legendary ghost.

The most peculiar thing is that its five fingers are spread out, and there is a mouth in the center of the illusory palm, which is constantly spitting out streams of gray gas.

As the trapped huge silver wind blade broke free little by little, a black tongue was pulled out little by little from the mouth...it was continuously stretched, making people frightened.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the "Ghost King's Bag" is gradually running out, and the spirit of the weapon has been forced out.

But at this moment, the space suddenly fluctuated with a twist.

Qu, a slender black light appeared on the side of the silver wind blade.

It suddenly shot into the wind blade. Although it was affected by gusts of dark wind wherever it passed, its speed did not slow down at all and it pierced directly into the wind blade.

The moment it penetrated the wind blade, the elongated black light rolled irregularly or horizontally or diagonally in the wind blade.

Most of the power of the silver wind blade was used to deal with the suction of the "Ghost King Bag", and almost in the blink of an eye, the slender black light was stirred up inside the body.

The entire blade was like a deflated ball. With wind leaking from all directions, small wind blades constantly collapsed and flew away on the surface of the blade.

On the other side of Li Yan, the last light-colored wind blade eye that broke through from the explosion of "Tian Feng Bamboo" also struck about a foot in front of his body.

Li Yan was still staring at the wind blade that was fighting against the "Ghost King's Bag", ignoring the calamity that struck him.

When the wind blade that was slashed in front of him was less than four feet away from Li Yan's body, it finally exhausted its power and turned into countless light spots with a "pop" sound, completely dissipating in the air.

Almost at the same moment, the last silver wind blade, which had been deprived of most of its power by the "Ghost King Bag", finally collapsed after being shuttled back and forth by the slender black light several times in the body.

Li Yan felt relieved and stretched out his hand. The black light shot back into his sleeve as fast as lightning and disappeared.

Then the withered arm stretched out by the "Ghost King Bag" slowly retracted into the mouth of the bag. Then the "Ghost King Bag" continued to shrink as it flew back. When it fell into Li Yan's hand, it had shrunk to the size of a palm.

Li Yan's chest heaved violently. Feng Jie's last three consecutive strikes not only cost him the "Tianfeng Bamboo", but he also almost exhausted all his mana in two consecutive strikes.

The clothes on his body seemed to have been washed. After Li Yan felt the "Ghost King Bag" briefly, he immediately put it away.

About 70% of the power of this object has been consumed. Although it could not completely help him block the catastrophe just now, it also played a vital delaying role.

Two high-level spiritual stones had flown into Li Yan's palm, and at the same time, a drop of "melting bamboo shoots" quietly appeared in his mouth.

"This is the fourth stage, and I have already used "Gui Yi Fen Spun Thorn" and "Rong Bamboo Shoot"."

Li Yan thought in his heart, and he felt the pressure doubled! Four stages and fifty-two calamities later, he was forced to play his trump card.

At this moment, Li Yan knew in his heart that the records in the classics were true. About 70% of the monks died in the Jieying Heavenly Tribulation, and less than 20% failed to survive the calamity.

In the end, only those with less than 10% cultivation can become the lucky child of heaven.

Wei Zhongran and Mo Qing were staring into the distance in the sky.

"The silver light emerging from his body has such an incredible effect on repairing injuries. What kind of effect is this of the "Fragmented Poison Body"?"

Mo Qing stared at the silver light on the wounds on Li Yan's body strangely.