Emperor Jiuyin

Chapter 1348 Terrifying Thunder Tribulation

The Lords of Jingyue Palace and Chongxiao Palace knew that they could not withstand the thunder calamity even if they won the Dragon Casting Cauldron, and the despair in their hearts suddenly rose to the extreme.

The two of them were wandering in the ghost hand stage in despair, their eyes filled with despair and death.

Boom!

Boundless thunder descended, and the entire Ghost Hand Stage was completely submerged by the terrifying thunder. The Lords of Jingyue Palace and Chongxiao Palace had to activate their cultivation to resist the thunder disaster.

The same is true for Li Hanxue.

The more than 3,000 people in the Ghost Hand Platform all stood up straight, forming a thick barrier around their bodies to resist the invasion of thunder.

Fortunately, the power of this thunder tribulation is not too strong, and even some first-order saints can easily resist it.

Some holy beasts said: "Master Demon Dragon, the power of this calamity is too small. Could it be that this is not the end of the world at all?"

The blue-armored horned demon dragon said: "The power of the Doomsday Tribulation will gradually grow over time. What you are experiencing now is just a small calamity that occurs once in a hundred years. The calamity will gradually grow in size later."

"Lord Demonic Dragon, is there really no way for us to escape?"

The blue-armored horned demon dragon sighed as if he was resigned to his fate: "The barrier of the Ghost Hand Platform has spread. We have not broken through the barrier in three days and freed the Ghost Hand, and our death has been announced. Those three people Human beings, trying to escape from the Ghost Hand Prison, haha, this is just a meaningless struggle. When the real apocalypse comes, the entire Ghost Hand Prison will suffer the same violent disaster everywhere, and it is useless to hide anywhere. "

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent. In the violent thunder light, everyone was filled with silent despair.

An hour later, the power of the thunder tribulation suddenly increased tenfold. A once-in-a-thousand-year disaster struck. Li Hanxue suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had increased several times. The energy defense shield around his body gradually became weaker in the face of the thunder tribulation's attack. Hard work.

Intermediate and high-level saints such as the Lord of Jingyue Palace and the Lord of Chongxiao Palace still seemed to be at ease at this time.

However, those low-level holy beasts suffered. Under the bombardment of the thunder tribulation, their energy defense shields were all shattered, and their bodies were bathed in boundless thunder and exploded one after another.

"ah……"

A series of screams were mixed with the thunderous explosions, which was eerie and made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Reshape our bodies, we don't want to die!" These low-level holy beasts are still struggling to reshape their bodies, "Lord Demonic Dragon, seniors, save us, save us quickly!"

Their strength was no longer able to withstand the power of the thunder tribulation. They could only survive by seeking the protection of holy beasts with higher cultivation than them.

Most of the mid-to-high-level holy beasts have chosen to remain silent. To protect these low-level holy beasts, it is bound to consume more power. There will be a catastrophe that occurs once in ten thousand years, and an apocalypse that occurs once in a hundred thousand years.

Everyone wants to live, who is willing to waste energy at this stall for these low-level holy beasts that are almost certain to die?

Therefore, almost all the holy beasts chose to remain silent.

"Senior Lanyi, help, help!"

The Lanyi Beast showed a look of unbearability, sighed, opened the energy defense shield, and said: "Choose three of you to come in, I can only protect three."

After hearing this, all the low-level holy beasts showed expressions of ecstasy and rushed towards the misty-winged beast crazily.

But in the end, only three people entered, and the rest were turned away.

Jin Beiyi said: "Lanyi, why are you doing this? These low-level holy beasts will fall into the thunder catastrophe sooner or later. It will be difficult for you and me to resist the coming apocalypse. What's the point of saving these three people?" ?”

Lanyi Beast said: "I can only try my best to save as many as I can."

Li Hanxue stared at the Lanyi Beast, but she was somewhat impressed by him, "I didn't expect that there is such a guy among the holy beasts. At this time, he can still choose to protect the younger generation, which is really commendable."

With the coming of the Thunder Tribulation, more than 1,200 low-level holy beasts died, and their bodies turned into blood mist all over the sky. With the thunderous energy, they gathered into bloody torrents and headed towards the altar chain. The three grooves below are flowing.

Wow…

The three grooves were filled with blood, which was completely absorbed by the altar. The ancient and vicissitudes of the altar pattern now revealed a bright red color.

The ghost hand was bathed in blood, as if it had been blessed by huge power. It suddenly trembled, exuding a stronger black energy, and crazily attacked the red barrier.

The blue-armored and horned demon dragon roared: "Crush it, crush it!"

But the red barrier was not to be outdone, and once again increased its strength, making the ghost hand's attack in vain.

The blue-armored and horned demon dragon was extremely depressed when he saw this.

Another hour passed, and the millions of black iron chains in the sky were suddenly covered with dazzling green light, and tens of millions of green thunderbolts fell one after another.

A once-in-a-million-year thunderstorm has arrived!

A thick thunderbolt fell from the front of Li Hanxue's head. Li Hanxue's knees sank, and the energy defense shield on his head almost collapsed.

"The power of this thunder tribulation has almost reached the limit that I can bear!"

boom!

Several more thunderbolts descended, and Li Hanxue's energy shield had cracks and was about to collapse.

"Chaos Sanctuary, White Phoenix Sanctuary!"

Li Hanxue quickly transformed into a double holy realm, exerting all her strength, and was able to barely withstand the once-in-a-million-year thunderstorm.

On the side of Palace Master Chongxiao, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked very strenuous.

As for the Master of Jingyue Palace, he has the highest cultivation level, so this great thunder disaster that only happens once in ten thousand years does not have much impact on him.

As for the Holy Beast Clan, ordinary mid-level holy beasts cannot resist the great thunder catastrophe that occurs once in ten thousand years. Nearly 800 mid-level holy beasts have been buried in the thunder catastrophe, even if they did not stop before death. After struggling, they revealed their true bodies one after another. After transforming into holy beasts, their strength increased several times, but they were still unable to withstand this terrifying thunder.

In terms of talent, they may not be inferior to Jingyue and Chongxiao, but in terms of real combat power, they are definitely far inferior.

Because they stay in the Ghost Hand Prison all year round, all the beasts are united and peaceful, just to escape from the Ghost Hand Prison. There is a lack of struggle between similar species. In a world without struggle, it will be difficult to produce powerful masters.

Only a few powerful mid-level holy beasts and high-level holy beasts can withstand this thunder catastrophe.

Seeing two-thirds of their companions dead, the saint beasts felt sadness and helplessness in their hearts.

The groove under the altar once again absorbed the blood of the holy beasts. After gaining strength, the ghost hand launched another strong impact on the red barrier.

"Break through it, break through it!" The blue-armored horned demon dragon shouted loudly.

boom!

This time the impact still ended in failure!

"No..." The blue-armored horned demon dragon also fell into deep despair.

After the catastrophe of ten thousand years, there will be an apocalyptic catastrophe that can seriously injure the Dragon Lord and kill all the saint kings!

Under such a calamity, who can survive?

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