A Bug’s Desire To Survive

The nine thunders fell one after another, and before they landed, they were divided into hundreds, and each hit the eleven people on the top of Longshan. The power was superimposed layer by layer.

The eleven people are all people with great perseverance, but under the destruction of such power, the body and soul have suffered unbearable pain, the pain is extreme, the five senses are lost, and they fall into a state of nothingness one after another, between life and death, relying only on the last. A point of will to support.

Failed...?

Everyone was in the emptiness, recalling their own life. There are unwillingness, regrets, gains, glory, affection, insight, breakthroughs, merits, faults... ups and downs, busy, practicing for hundreds of years, seeing all the mountains and rivers, the prosperity of the world, maybe , should also be satisfied...

Everyone's consciousness is gradually dissipating.

thump...

An inaudible heartbeat sounded in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of everyone, dong, dong, dong... The heartbeat was slow and rhythmic. Every time it sounded, everyone's chaotic consciousness became clearer.

Wei He felt a warm current slowly coming from his left hand, which made him find a fulcrum in the void, hold on tightly, and pull his wandering soul back to his body little by little.

In the darkness, a faint light could be seen, and that was... his sea of ​​consciousness, the sea of ​​consciousness that was about to be exhausted.

【Weihe...】

The soft call seemed to come from the sky, one after another, guiding him in the direction of progress.

He tried hard to track down that voice, and every time he got closer, he felt a little bit of pain, but he still didn't stop.

He seemed to have stepped into a sea of ​​swords and flames, and the pain was excruciating. The world gradually became brighter, and the feeling of his body gradually returned. There was a faint smell of blood between his mouth and nose, and his ears were buzzing.

boom! A thunderous sound woke him up.

He opened his eyes abruptly, what he saw was blood, and he quickly realized that he was going through a calamity.

The Xuanxiao Umbrella was suspended in front of him, and the umbrella surface was completely damaged, and only the umbrella bones were left to support it.

early!

Wei He quickly turned his head and looked at the person beside him through his hazy vision.

She sat cross-legged, her eyes were closed, her body was covered with scars, her dress was stained with blood, her thin body was under the pressure of Tianwei, trembling slightly, but she was firm and straight.

Wei He's heart ached, and his consciousness was broken in an instant, and Tianlei took advantage of it to enter, causing his sea of ​​consciousness to be hard hit again. When it was about to collapse, a familiar warm current flowed into his body again, protecting him. hold his heart.

At the same time, a large amount of blood gushed out from the original eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the body trembled even more.

Life is shared!

Wei He remembered the inseparable bond between the two. Obviously, she shared the hurt for him again.

No, the one who should be protected should be her!

How could he always let his girl suffer on his behalf? ....

Suddenly, the mana flowed, and the disintegrated sea of ​​consciousness reconvened. A black flame suddenly burst into Wei He's body. The flame was weak, but the vitality was not extinguished.

At first, he seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes, his pupils seemed to have no focal distance, showing nothingness.

The moment she opened her eyes, the flames around Wei He ignited, as if being injected with vigor and becoming extremely exuberant.

The flame followed Wei He's left hand and moved up to Yuan Chu's right hand.

Yuan Chu slowly raised his left hand, and the palm immediately ignited a flame, which turned from black to purple, then from purple to red, and finally turned into a dazzling golden color.

early?

Wei He sounded softly.

At first, it seemed that he hadn't heard, and looked up at the sky, his pupils empty.

At this time, among the people present, only Wei He regained consciousness, and the others were still on the front line of life and death.

The monks who were watching from a distance saw a tragic image. Eleven people, under the bombardment of the thunder, gradually retreated, their strength gradually dissipated, their vitality gradually weakened, and they vaguely showed the tendency of their bodies and souls to disappear.

Failure to cross the robbery is a doomed result.

Eleven strong men are about to perish.

The cultivators seemed to see their future self, and they all showed unbearable grief.

The prohibition that hasn't ascended for thousands of years can't be broken after all...

"Look!" At this moment, an exclamation interrupted everyone's grief.

I saw a black flame suddenly ignited in the center of Longshan, weak but tenacious.

"It's Venerable Wei He!"

"Great! He may still have a chance to survive the last thunderstorm."

"I hope he can survive the calamity successfully, he may be the only hope."

"etc!"

Next to the black flame, a golden flame suddenly ignited. The small golden flames flickered in the silver electric light.

One black and one gold, as if two flames of hope, touched the hearts of the monks.

They held their breaths, waiting for the miracle to happen.

I thought it was a great blessing for the two of them to survive, but what happened next completely shocked everyone. ....

The golden flames seemed to be some kind of guidance, lighting up the life lamps of the other nine people that were about to be extinguished in turn. The fire of life shone with a faint and beautiful light in the raging thunder and lightning.

The drifting consciousness seemed to have found its goal, slowly condensing in the pain.

They have practiced for hundreds of years, dedicated themselves to seeking the Way, and have not changed their determination. They may have many shortcomings, but they lived upright and worthy of their hearts. Knowing the path of cultivation, every step of the way is dangerous, but he has never flinched or hesitated.

Live where you live, and die without fear.

What the Tao says, keep moving forward.

A slender figure stood up slowly, letting the electric light swept around his body, the golden light and the silver light interweaving.

【It's you. 】

An unwavering voice entered the original mind.

[The things of nothingness cannot be tolerated by the way of heaven. 】

....

The tenth thunder, with stern killing intent and majestic power, slashed straight at the slender figure.

"How come there is a tenth thunder?" The monks onlookers were all stunned.

Everyone in the calamity felt the formidable power of this thunder, far exceeding the previous nine, and their faces could not help changing.

"Beginning!" Wei He jumped up, trying to be her shield.

Yuan Chu lightly raised his hand, let him stop in place, and carried the thunder alone.

Her body almost collapsed, her skin was charred and cracked, layers fell off, revealing the bones, but she still stood up straight, looking up at the sky, her pupils were nothing.

The lingering power of the thunder was undiminished, turning into sharp blades, cutting through her soul one by one.

When he decided to enter the plane of self-cultivation, Yuan Chu was ready to face the way of heaven. But it was only after this step that I felt its power.

The way of heaven is a rule, ruthless and without desire, overlooking all living beings. In the rules, no force can compete with it.

Except... luck.

"Beginning!" Wei He's pupils shrank, and black flames rose all over his body.

Originally, one person took the bombardment of ten thunderbolts, and the nine people's hearts shook. Looking at the scarred figure, blood surged.

The eleven of them are now connected by fate and depend on each other in life and death.

How could they give up so easily?

The weak fire of life, in the guidance of a certain force and its own perception, is a little bit exuberant.

The luck of the eleven people, the endless stream, converges into the sea.

boom!

The sky thunder slammed into the sea of ​​luck, and instantly set off a huge wave, which spread in all directions, but failed to disperse it.

In the wave, eleven figures stood proudly, with precious light flowing, brave and fearless, fighting for fate with the sky.

boom!

The Heavenly Dao prohibition was shattered, and the Heaven's Gate, which had been blocked for thousands of years, gathered the power of luck of eleven people and was unstoppably broken.

A large amount of spiritual energy poured into the world and swept the entire planet.

The vegetation is stretched and full of life.

All the monks seemed to have suddenly fallen into the hyperoxic world, surrounded by surging spiritual energy, and the mana within their bodies was surging.

"Oh my God, is this aura???"

"Ah, ah, I'm going crazy, just taking a breath is aura!"

"What happened???"

"So the spiritual energy is not exhausted???"

"Is this the benefit of ascension?"

"Ah ah ah, thank you boss! I wish you success in your ascension!!!"

"Fuck, I broke through!"

"Ah, I also broke through!"

"I really think I'm going to fly too!!!"

The entire cultivation world was boiling.

Eleven people resisted the power of the catastrophe, violently broke the prohibition of the heaven, and let the spiritual energy return to the world.

This is also the original reason why everyone wants to go through the robbery together.

Eleven golden lights were dazzling, the thunderclouds gradually dissipated, and the sky was clear and clean, like a new life.

The body is reshaped, the soul is tempered, and the wound heals quickly.

The foundation of the road is finally completed, and it is crowned the fairy way.

After a lapse of thousands of years, eleven immortals who had successfully ascended appeared at one time in the cultivation world, shocking all directions.