Jun Wuxie finally stopped hearing the voices of the semi-saints of the Middle Heaven outside.

He suddenly felt much more "purified".

Although there is a thunder here, the sound of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sword and the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Spear is endless, and there are sometimes the shrill screams of the semi-saint when they die.

But he felt that these sounds were much more beautiful than those noisy mouth cannons.

The heavenly tribulation lasted until the afternoon. In the area covered by the thunder tribulation, there was no other sound except the sound of the heavenly tribulation.

The half-saint of the middle heaven ruled by the four supreme masters has not heard any screams for half an hour.

They knew that their people were all over, and their hands were clenched into fists, and their fingertips were almost diving into the flesh and blood.

Their forehead, temples, and necks were beating, and the muscles on their faces were twitching fiercely, and their eyes were so cold that they looked terrible.

"This is the seventh wave of heavenly tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation has reached the late stage. Fellow Taoist, is it you taking action or me?"

The half-saint of the middle-class heaven of the Ancient Phoenix Sect said to the half-saint powerful man from the Tianjing Sect around him.

There were terrible red flames burning in his eyes, and two ancient phoenixes hovered in their pupils, and red flames overflowed from their eyes.

"Of course I'm here!"

The half-saint of Tianjing Sect gritted his teeth. He knew that the consequences of the attack might be liquidated by the Soldier.

But at this moment, his anger has burned to the limit!

Even if he was to be liquidated by the Soldier, he would kill the hateful boy here today, so that his body and spirit would be destroyed, and he would completely disappear in this world, without even a single soul light.

As for the Soul Hunting Hall, don’t even think about it!

He disagrees!

Because only by completely killing the light of his soul can he fall into the underworld forever and never be reborn!

"Then you have to prepare. It's better to completely seal this tribulation area, so he will be in a turtle in the jar and will never escape with his wings!" The half-saint of the Guhuang Sect continued to remind: "Also, that boy and

The Xuanyuan clan has a very good relationship, and the Xuanyuan clan has a very deep attainment in runes. Someone in the clan can make invisibility talismans. That kid should have invisibility talismans given by the Xuanyuan clan. Unless he practices special eye skills, he needs the soul perception of the Great Heavenly Status.

Peep through!"

"Fellow Taoist said this, it seems you should have been prepared long ago?" The half-saint of Tianjing Sect glanced at the half-saint of the Guhuang Sect and said, "Fellow Taoist knows this, I also know, and it has brought special things.

He has the invisible talisman given by the Xuanyuan clan, and it is hard to escape my eyes!"

He said, spreading his palms and fingers, and a bead appeared on the palm of his hand.

The beads were radiating white light, but there was an eye-like thing inside, blooming with dazzling purple light.

"Is this the Purple Mansion Holy Eye?"

The half-saint of the Ancient Phoenix Sect shrank slightly.

This thing is a treasure, and it is said to be able to see through the illusion of the world, leaving all illusions, invisibility, and sluts.

Legend has it that endless years ago, a peerless genius with the blood of the ancient god of the Zifu Taoist body died at the end of the world. His clan members took out his eyes that had cultivated the Zifu true pupils and refined them into a pair of treasures.

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Later, the family of the Zifu Taoist body was destroyed in the torrent of the world. A pair of Zifu Holy Pupils disappeared from then on, and they were left to nowhere. Later, they were obtained by Tianjing Sect.

That peerless genius with the blood of the purple palace, was the Great Perfection of the Great Perfection of the Semi-Saint Field. It was a treasure made by the truly powerful man in the world, his pupils.

Have strange abilities.

"With this Purple Mansion Holy Eye, that kid will have nowhere to hide!"

The half-saint of the Guhuang Sect smiled coldly.

"I will pull out the bones on his body piece by piece, so that he will be worse than death!"

The half-saint of Tianjing Sect said, and took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

He walked through the edge of the Tianjie area, and there were runes gathered in his palms and fingers, constantly rushing it into the ground and the void.

At this time, Jun Wuxie sat cross-legged in the center of the thunder, enduring endless thunder punishments to bombard the body.

He did not take the initiative to resist the thunder tribulation and let it kill him.

Although the thunder tribulation is powerful and causes great damage to the body, at the same time, such order thunder contains a trace of thunder's true power, which is used to temper the body and condense blood and energy, which has a very good effect.

Moreover, while he was tempering his body, the true thunder pattern in his body was also undergoing transformation.

The lines gradually became clear, and the number of lines was increasing, which increased his resistance to lightning little by little.

However, he deliberately controlled the true pattern of thunder and did not let it release the strongest resistance effect, because he needed these thunders to temper himself. If the resistance effect was too strong, the effect of tempering would be greatly reduced.

Basically, he kept the limits that his body could withstand.

Although his body was bleeding, his flesh and blood continued to explode, and his bones were constantly shattered by thunder tribulation, he could recover with the dual repair.

It was like this until dusk.

The eighth wave of thunder tribulation has basically ended.

As the one who passed the tribulation, Jun Wuxie had a mysterious connection with the thunder tribulation. He vaguely felt that the tribulation was about to end.

There should be only the last wave, that is, the ninth wave.

But before the ninth wave arrived, he was frightened.

This feeling is extremely dangerous, as if you smell the breath of death.

"If I hadn't taken the Thunder Tribulation Fruit, I'm afraid life and death would be unpredictable. The accumulation of these three great disasters is really not something that humans do. At that time, I hadn't taken the Thunder Tribulation Fruit yet, and Ye Qingxue let me go to the three realms of the Three Realms

Let’s cross the robbery together. Did she really believe that I won’t die, or did she have already confirmed that I would take the thunder tribulation fruit?”

When Jun Wuxie thought of Ye Qingxue, he felt angry.

That woman is simply ruthless!

He actually destroyed his only bond with Nannan, the only mask carrying memories!

"Ye Qingxue, wait. When I am stronger than you in the future, I will beat you to tears!"

Whenever he thinks of the scene that day, he feels so angry that he feels suffocating.

Rumble!

The thunder tribulation in the sky kept storming down, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sword, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Spear, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Cauldron, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Mountain and other forms were overwhelming and storming him.

These did not make him feel terrified, but what made him feel terrified was the brewing breath in the heavy cloud of disaster.

For some reason, he always felt a sense of terror in his heart.

What is brewing in the cloud of disaster?

At this time, the sudden thunder disaster had stopped briefly.

After the thunder of transformation was killed, no more thunders fell in the clouds of the catastrophe.

But Jun Wuxie felt more and more dangerous, which made him frightened.

He stared at Tianyu Shangjieyun, thought for a while, and prepared to change the area to overcome the tribulation.

He predicted that he might be miserable after passing the catastrophe, and he would be very weak at that time. There were two middle-class half-saints outside who were staring at him, waiting for the catastrophe to disappear before killing him.

"I have to go deep into the Longling Mountains, hoping to be lucky and find a very strong area..."

Thinking of this, he retracted his eyes from the catastrophe clouds, opened his original true pupils, and looked towards the depths of the Longling Mountains.

Seeing this, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"What is that guy doing?"

He saw that the middle-level half-saint of the Heavenly Pure Land Sect was constantly rushing to the ground and the void.

"That guy is... setting up a barrier. He wants to seal me here and catch a turtle in a jar?"

He glanced a few times and immediately understood the purpose.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

If you are really trapped here and can't get out, facing a semi-saint in the middle heaven, that will definitely be fatal!

However, the semi-saint of the Middle Heaven is destined to fail.

"It's not that easy to block me!"

He sneered, and the runes under his feet flickered, rushing into the depths of the Longling Mountains like golden light.

Suddenly, thousands of disasters in the sky followed him.

The scope covered by the heavenly tribulation instantly moved away from the previous area, causing the semi-saint to fail.

He even didn't expect Jun Wuxie to move suddenly. In that moment, he was almost covered by the scope of the heavenly tribulation, and was so shocked that he was sweating coldly.

"Damn it, damn kid!"

The half-saint was very unwilling to accept it, and was so angry that they cursed, without any image of the old half-saint.

Jun Wuxie's movement was very fast, thousands of times the speed of sound, thousands of miles in an instant, and rushed towards the depths of the Longling Mountains with heavy disaster clouds all over the sky.

The half-saint of Tianjing Sect had a cold look and quickly chased after him.
To be continued...