I Have a Luck Altar

"boom!!!"

The terrifying power of thunder, carrying a power several times more terrifying than the eighth stage of thunder, crashed down from the nine heavens, as if it had turned into a world.

With serious eyes, Chen Yuan quickly mobilized all his strength, the powerful heaven and earth vitality swept across, and suddenly punched out, directly hitting the tribulation thunder that descended.

In an instant, the thunder burst and turned into a sea of ​​purple thunder, stretching between heaven and earth.

The turbulent power was scattered on Chen Yuan's primordial spirit, and the heart-wrenching feeling swept Chen Yuan's heart again, that terrifying power.

As if to wipe him out completely!

With just a thunderbolt, Chen Yuan seemed to collapse directly, and the soul that had just been condensed would have a tendency to collapse, if his soul had not gone through this many experiences.

Even the first thunderbolt couldn't stop it!

The void is distorted and stretches for dozens of miles. The sea area below seems to be transpired at this moment, and the densely packed corpses of fish and shrimp in the sea are all floating up at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, came the second tribulation thunder.

This time, Jielei, like the last thunderbolt of the eighth level, turned into a blurry figure, upon closer inspection, it was somewhat similar to Chen Yuan himself.

In this void, the two immediately launched a life-and-death slaughter!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Thunderbolts exploded one after another, and muffled noises spread throughout the world. The endless coercion on top of the ninth thunder calamity revealed a more terrifying pressure.

The crushed Chen Yuan almost collapsed, feeling a trace of real despair.

It was only the fifth thunderbolt, and he felt the pressure of the eighth tribulation thunder. The soul almost collapsed, cracking inch by inch, as if it would be wiped out between heaven and earth in the next moment.

Mo Luo clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze had changed from the previous horror to calmness at this moment. He no longer knew how to face all this with normal emotions.

This can only depend on Chen Yuan's own good luck.

Ninth Lightning Tribulation.

The unheard of and unseen ninth thunder tribulation was actually seen by him in his lifetime. He was both pleasantly surprised and disappointed.

Surprisingly, Chen Yuan's talent has surpassed that of Chu Taizu. As long as he does not fall in the future, he will be the most powerful existence in this world.

Desperation is because there is almost no hope of getting through this ninth calamity thunder.

Not to mention Chen Yuan, I am afraid that even if the Chu Taizu is reborn, he will not have a chance to survive this catastrophe, and now it is only the fifth catastrophe thunder, and his soul has already collapsed.

Now it has been submerged by the purple sea of ​​thunder.

Endless power of thunder is sweeping towards him, trying to annihilate him completely.

Mo Luo let out a sigh of relief, and even closed his eyes at this moment, unwilling to see Chen Yuan fall in front of him, this was not just his fall alone.

It also represented the complete shattering of his hopes.

The East China Sea, Wudi City, the top of the fairy mountain.

Lu Chengfeng's face was also a bit ugly. The aura of thunder from that far away place made him feel extremely dangerous. The eighth level of thunder is really terrifying!

That's right, he didn't think that that person was going through the ninth stage of thunder tribulation.

How could someone be more talented than him?

But he is still a little worried, because even the eighth thunder tribulation, not everyone can survive it, and they will inevitably suffer extremely strong pressure.

Once it fails, it will be the end of the soul flying away.

"Hopefully it will work"

Lu Chengfeng let out a long breath.

He didn't know who the person in the depths of the sea was, and he didn't know if he had survived this severe thunder disaster, so he could only think in a better direction.

If this person can survive, then he will really have the confidence to face the legendary fairyland.

Dongying, Yagyu clan.

The black-haired young man has been standing here looking in that direction for a long time, his brows are becoming more and more wrinkled, and he has a very bad premonition faintly in his heart.

The existence of the aura is likely to bring disaster to the Yagyu clan and even the entire Dongpu.

After meditating for a long time, the young man decided to go and have a look.

At this time, Chen Yuan was still in the process of crossing the catastrophe. No, to be precise, his soul was in the process of being disintegrated. Even though his fighting spirit was unyielding, he was still heading towards the end of the annihilation of the soul.

This ninth level of thunder tribulation is many times stronger than the eighth level!

When Chen Yuan was holding on, a trace of purple mysterious thunder directly penetrated into his soul, as if trying to wipe him out completely.

But right now.

The Altar of Luck in the depths of consciousness was touched by this trace of tribulation thunder, as if angry at the thunder, a blood-red light instantly shattered the thunder.

The next moment, this bloody light directly enveloped Chen Yuan's body.

At this moment, his soul body, which was collapsing, is gradually healing, and the weakened breath also gradually begins to rise at this moment!

"It's the Altar of Luck!"

Chen Yuan was startled suddenly, but then he was ecstatic.

Although this luck altar has been with him for some years, he actually doesn't know much about it, and he doesn't have a high sense of existence. He is basically awakened passively.

Absolutely no attack.

Unexpectedly, this time, when he was on the verge of death, he was saved once, but why did the blood light feel a little familiar?

It's luck!

It is seven points similar to the luck he charged!

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. With the blood light covering him, it was almost as if he was brought back to life, and he once again glowed with new vitality.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan's fighting spirit was originally unyielding, and he recovered at this moment. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly charged towards the sixth purple thunder that struck down in the void.

"What!"

Mo Luo opened his eyes suddenly, with surprise on his face unconsciously.

Chen Yuan actually recovered!

He didn't know what else Chen Yuan had to do, and he didn't know what his secret was, and he had no intention of exploring Chen Yuan's secret. At this moment, he just wanted to let Chen Yuan survive the ninth thunder tribulation.

After numerous experiences, I am afraid that Chen Yuan's primordial spirit will be raised to a terrifying level, and perhaps, when he first entered the Yangshen, he could directly match the perfect cultivation of the Yangshen.

"boom!"

Exploding thunder exploded in the void, and Chen Yuan charged forward, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, and his fighting spirit had reached the extreme.

Brutally crush it!

"kill!"

In the boundless sea of ​​purple thunder, it seemed that divine whips were condensed, and they beat Chen Yuan's body continuously. Every time he whipped, his primordial spirit collapsed.

But soon, when the bloody light of luck enveloped the whole body, the broken spirit would re-condense, and almost every time it condensed, it would become stronger.

This feeling made Chen Yuan extremely confident, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He is expected to survive the ninth thunder tribulation!

This is hope!

Thunder's power is getting stronger and stronger, and its power is becoming more and more powerful, but at the same time, Chen Yuan's aura is gradually rising, and his fighting spirit has reached its peak.

"boom!"

The seventh thunderbolt fell, and this time, the falling thunderbolt condensed into a huge divine cauldron in the void, with terrifying power, it wanted to completely suppress Chen Yuan.

And the fact is also the same, even though he has the ability of being immortal at this moment, his strength still hasn't increased after all, and he was directly restrained in the void by the divine cauldron transformed by thunder.

He had a huge cauldron in one hand, and stepped on the ground with one foot, endless thunder along his arms, pouring into his body continuously, making his expression a bit hideous at this moment.

pain!

pain!

pain!

The incomparable pain seemed to wash him thoroughly from the inside out, expelling the impurities of his entire primordial spirit from his body, and at the same time including his own divine thoughts.

This is not physical pain, but the pain of the soul.

Chen Yuan's face changed from the ferocious one at the beginning to gradually stabilized to calm. No matter how many electric lights shrouded his body and exploded on his body, he never became ferocious again.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan shouted angrily, mobilized all the strength in his body, and punched the divine cauldron with a fist. The huge thunder, like a waterfall, fell on him all at once.

It directly bent his spine, but Chen Yuan still stood up straight. With the help of the luck altar, he was almost indestructible.

If he is still crushed, then he is really useless!

"Boom"

Above the black clouds, the roar became more and more terrifying, and finally, the moment Chen Yuan straightened his body, it swept down directly. This time, it seemed that the entire sky was capsized.

With an incomparably terrifying coercion.

In fact, after crossing the catastrophe, Chen Yuan has been extremely exhausted no matter whether it is the soul or the mind, and he wants to rest urgently, but he knows very well,

He has no chance to back down, no chance to rest.

Either live or die.

There is no second choice!

Chen Yuan soared into the sky and went straight to the sky.

Looking from a distance, it is as if one person is facing the world, and there is a solemn and solemn momentum circulating.

"Hold on!"

Even though Mo Luo's heart is very strong, and his emotions and anger are invisible, but at this moment, there is still such a voice in his heart, and he has gone through the seven tribulations and thunders.

There are two more ways left, and they can successfully survive the Yangshen Tribulation.

And he will also become, in history, the most powerful Yang God True Monarch!

none of them!

In Mo Luo's heart, Chen Yuan's talent has already surpassed that Chu Taizu who ruled the world, and his future is limitless, and he may even be comparable to that who existed thousands of years ago.

The seventh realm of practice may be opened in his hands.

This is the creation of the world.

There is absolutely no room for loss. If there is a choice, in fact, Mo Luo is willing to go through the last two disasters on behalf of Chen Yuan. Even if it is death, he can feel at ease.

Unfortunately, I can't.

If he intervenes, Lei Jie will only become more terrifying, and none of them can escape.

"boom!"

The overturned world was blasted out by Chen Yuan with a huge opening. From a distance, it seemed that the world had been pierced, and Chen Yuan also suffered the final injury.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's body was bent, and the purple light on his body gradually reached its peak level, and the endless tribulation and thunder were destroying his remaining vitality.

Even the red ray of light couldn't heal him, and he was in a stalemate.

Chen Yuan has almost realized that he has no hope of being able to pass through the last extremely powerful thunder, unless the altar of luck can show its true power.

Time passed slowly, the ninth thunderbolt did not roar, and even the whole world became silent at this moment. Chen Yuan raised his head and saw a figure in purple clothes in front of him.

He still couldn't see his face clearly, and there was nothing to prove his identity, and the figure in purple didn't reveal the slightest bit of powerful aura.

Just like an ordinary person.

But the more this was the case, the more it was impossible for Chen Yuan to take it lightly. He stared at this person solemnly, his eyes slightly concentrated, and he didn't say a word.

The figure condensed by the ninth tribulation thunder also looked down at Chen Yuan, as if he had seen everything about him through the endless void.

Then, without any movement, the man in purple raised his right arm and pointed at Chen Yuan.

As if a breeze was blowing, the body of the man in purple clothes shattered inch by inch, as if it hadn't affected Chen Yuan in any way, but this was just an appearance.

In fact, Chen Yuan's primordial spirit also collapsed inch by inch at this moment.

In the end, annihilation of nothingness.

At this moment, he seemed to have sunk completely. What he saw was a dark world, boundless, like a land of chaos. In front of him was a huge altar.

The whole body is blood red, the dragon head below, a faint black hole, seems to contain a world.

"Luck. Altar!"

Chen Yuan's heart immediately understood, he stepped forward, looked at this rarely seen existence, stretched out his hand and put his palm under it, and the next moment, a ray of luck enveloped him.

outside world.

Mo Luo's eyes were completely desperate, watching this scene quietly, and what he recalled in his eyes were the things that happened after he met Chen Yuan.

It seems that at this time, a fleeting appearance appears in front of my eyes.

Failed, failed after all!

This mysterious ninth thunder tribulation is really not something that a 'human' can overcome.

Mo Luo took out the rare treasure from the heavenly book, was silent for a moment, and said via voice transmission:

"Fellow Daoist Shura failed to cross the tribulation and fell."

Tianshu was silent for a moment, and the next moment, sound transmissions came out quickly.

Su Ziyue: "No way, senior, you must have read it wrong."

Li Suqing: "How is it possible? How could Chen Yuan not survive a Yangshen tribulation?"

Yang Huatian: "This is absolutely impossible!"

Chu Changfeng: "How many thunder calamities?"

Jiang He: "I know."

A series of intricate voices continued to come from the space of Tianshu, but Mo Luo didn't intend to respond. He abandoned everything and sat cross-legged in the void.

Decided to see Chen Yuan off.

but.

When he just recited the scriptures, he found that Chen Yuan, who had been wiped out, began to condense inch by inch at this moment.

At the same time, the aura on his body was rising rapidly.

Moro: "."

After a moment of silence, he immediately sent a voice transmission to the heavenly book:

"The poor monk was just joking, the benefactor of Shura has already passed the tribulation successfully."

Su Ziyue: "."

Li Suqing: "."

Yang Huatian: "."

Chu Changfeng: "."

Jiang He: "."

If it wasn't for Moro's kindness to them, if it wasn't for Moro's strength, if it wasn't for Moro not being in front of them, they really wanted to beat him up.

Can this be a joke?

However, all of them also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

No matter what, it's good to succeed.

But before they asked about the specific situation, Mo Luo immediately cut off the contact.

Su Ziyue: "."

Li Suqing: "."

Yang Huatian: "."

Chu Changfeng: "."

Jiang He: "."

The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth is still sweeping towards Chen Yuan's primordial spirit. At this moment, his primordial spirit is extremely transparent, as if all impurities have been removed.

After destruction, comes new life!

The powerful aura is also rising steadily at this moment.

But at this moment, a more magnificent force suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and an indifferent vertical eye condensed between the sky and the earth, directly locked on Chen Yuan.

"Again!"

Chen Yuan raised his head suddenly, and Mo Luo also raised his head suddenly.

I was speechless for a while.

If ten kalpas really come, it is really... indescribable.

The mysterious will in the dark just stagnated on Chen Yuan's body for a moment, as if he was looking for something, and then slowly dispersed, and those clouds of robbery all over the sky were also quickly wiped out at this moment.

The Yang God Tribulation has finally passed!

Chen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, only feeling that the huge pressure on his body disappeared at this moment, replaced by a tyrannical aura sweeping in all directions.

Today, Chen Yuan finally became Yang God!

Below, Moro also showed a relieved expression, with a smile on his face.

And at the moment when the robbery cloud dissipated, between the sky and the earth, a touch of extreme purple appeared between the sky and the earth, and at a glance, it was boundless

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Yang Shen said that it will end this year, and it will end this year. The buddy who suppressed Weilong forgot to post it.

22 years have passed, and the New Year is coming. I wish all the book friends in this book a fortune next year.

By the way, there is one more thing.

I can't change it in the early morning, and put it on tomorrow for now, I really can't bear the headache, hey