Chapter 2172 Wuchuan's Death
Chapter 2172 Wuchuan's death
"Buzz!"
Between the heavens and the earth, one after another thunderstorm gathered together, and finally turned into a hundred-zhang thunder spear, shattering the sea!
The void shattered, terrifying ripples surged out, and on the thunder spear, thousands of divine patterns outlined ups and downs, as if echoing with the silver mirror, revealing the general trend of suppressing the heavens and the earth!
Hundred great arrogances, spiritual treasures!
It is conceivable that the thunder spear in front of him contains terrifying power.
"Lao Ning!"
Xiao Ping and the others' eyes trembled, just as they were about to step forward, they were trapped in place by an aura of evil spirits.
I saw a pattern of formations spread out, turning into an ancient formation, blocking all the thunder in the sky.
"Lao Ning!! You are not authentic!!"
Xiao Pian gritted his teeth fiercely, and his face was already extremely anxious.
Even if! !
He has always been cowardly, cheating and slipping, never taking the initiative.
But, looking at the figure in black and rebellious on the top of the sky, there was a touch of touch in his eyes after all.
These people are all the proud sons of the Qingcang Ancient Sect, and their status is supreme.
Later, due to various coincidences, he followed the young master and embarked on this heaven-defying fairy journey.
although! !
This road has always been difficult and dangerous, and even with the protection of the son, it is impossible to lead everyone to the peak in the end.
But, in the face of this kind of death, Xiao Pian found that... even the tenacious Dao Heart would tremble.
"Boom!!"
Ning Wuchuan turned his head and took a deep look at everyone, with a bright and clear smile on his face.
Immediately, the magic lines on his face were seen vertically and horizontally, and even the pair of eyes turned into a strange blood color.
This magic spell, using Yama to enter the body and communicate with the underworld, is the forbidden technique he cultivated!
Once it is cast, it will be eroded by magic, thus... completely falling into the endless hell and losing consciousness.
only! !
The emperor is not there, as the person with the highest cultivation level among the people, he will definitely not take a step back.
In particular, the people behind him occupied a very heavy weight in the emperor's heart.
Originally, Ning Wuchuan followed Ling Xiao, with the intention that one day he could surpass this descendant of the Ling clan and regain his glory.
But as he got along, he gradually discovered that the distance that was too far would only make people feel in awe.
I don't know since when, the word Ling Xiao has been rooted in his heart like a belief.
"Buzz!"
Thousands of thunder spears descended from the sky, interweaving countless ripples of law.
The next moment, the power of terror poured down, as thick and majestic as a mountain.
The entire mountain collapsed and shattered directly under this power, and those who were not sheltered by Ning Wuchuan were smashed by the falling thunder.
In front of such an offensive, Ning Wuchuan's figure seemed incomparably small.
Even so, he still did not take a half step back, the skin all over his body cracked, and blood filled the air.
Immediately, I saw him sticking out one hand, and there seemed to be a phantom figure of Yama standing behind him, about a hundred feet tall, and also sticking out a palm, which evolved thousands of patterns, covering the sky and covering the earth.
"Boom!!"
The void is thousands of miles away, and the thunder is overwhelmed, but under the thunder spear, there is an ancient formation slowly rising, trying to stop it.
The cracks spread thousands of miles, and the sky was destroyed!
This scene, like the destruction of heaven and earth, makes people feel chills.
"Are you sure you won't help him?"
At this time, above the sky, there was a figure in black standing, holding a small white mink in his arms, and there was no trace of waves on his face.
Beside him, Yao Guang's eyes were surprised, obviously a little confused.
With Ning Wuchuan's strength, it would be difficult for him to truly resist this thunderous supernatural power.
However, as long as Ling Xiao pointed at random, he could easily destroy it.
Why did he choose to sit on the sidelines?
"Blindly sheltering will only make them lose their motivation to move forward. There are endless trials and tribulations in this world. After all... they can only overcome it by themselves."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, caressing Yun Si's body with his palms, and turned to look at Yao Guang, "I've always been curious, with your status, why is it just a thousand calamities, and there are very few Primordial Primal Chaos?"
"I…"
Yaoguang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly leaned over and leaned against Ling Xiao's side, "I forgot some things, but I know that no matter before or now, the only one who can break my heart... is you."
"Oh?"
Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the corner of his mouth contained a smile.
This darn sick and tender nature is really... I can't stop it.
Yun Si raised her head and looked at Yao Guang's almost obsessed face, only to feel a chill rise from the bottom of her heart.
Although she couldn't understand the conversation between the two at all, she had an inexplicable feeling that Ling Xiao... seemed to be far more terrifying than she imagined.
This young man, it is very likely... not just as simple as Emperor Qingcang.
"If you don't take action again, this Ning Wuchuan will really be gone."
Yao Guang lowered his head and looked at the magic formation pierced by the thunder spear below. The Buddha's brilliance shone in his eyes, and he was horrified.
She understood that Ling Xiao wanted them to sharpen their hearts in life and death.
Obviously, the situation at this time is already a close call.
And Ling Xiao's purpose was also achieved.
"It's still not enough,
Not enough pain, not enough desire! The more painful it is, the stronger it will be. "
Ling Xiao smiled disapprovingly, he felt the weakness of Luoluodar and others.
Clearly, before his arrival, these people of destiny had already gone through hardships.
But, as we all know, only the real death can stimulate their potential.
Now that Ling Tian has entered the Emperor's possession, he is bound to have a fierce battle with the Son of Holy Thunder.
In this way, he is not in a hurry to harvest good fortune, and taking the opportunity to sharpen their Taoism and combat power is the real meaning of this immortal path.
"Boom!"
On the top of the mountain, the hundred-zhang thunder spear finally fell, piercing the ancient formation of Yama.
Even the arm that Ning Wuchuan protruded out was shattered inch by inch.
However, there was still no trace of fear on his face, and his figure stood proudly in the void, like a stubborn demon god who vowed to protect the people behind him.
"Eighteen Yamas, one thought of gods and demons!!"
With an angry shout, Ning Wuchuan was once again surrounded by magic.
And the phantom of Yama behind him was actually covered by an ancient battle armor.
Even Ning Wuchuan's breath was rising rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Boom!"
Above the sky, thunderclouds gather.
One after another terrifying tribulation thunder fell from the sky, shrouding all the figures of Lei Clan Tianjiao.
In an instant, there are many people who are in the realm of the supreme being killed by the tribulation thunder, and there are no bones left.
The originally boiling thunder sea suddenly fell into a stagnation, and the silver-white divine mirror flew out backwards, scattering thousands of thunder.
Taking this opportunity, Ning Wuchuan's eyes once again had the divine pattern manifested, and in a decisive gesture, he collided with the thunder spear.
"Crack."
At this time, everyone could not tell whether the thunder falling from the sky was a robbery thunder or a thunder prison divine power.
In short, at the moment when the thunder was pouring out, all living beings were crushed and shattered.
And Ning Wuchuan's figure finally fell from the sky, and his bones were all broken.
only! !
What is frightening is that there are terrifying cracks on the hundred-zhang thunder spear.
He, with his own strength, actually managed to take down this arrogance! !