So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 300: By Feisheng (Medium)
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Ink dyes the sky, the sun and the moon are dull.
The monk suffering from red-eye disease, when he saw this shocking scene, he was delighted: True Person Chixuan must have committed a calamity and broke the secret of heaven, otherwise, how could this level of calamity be triggered?
And how many people can survive such a catastrophe?
The long eyebrows stood on the spot, his mouth wide open blankly. For 80 years, he had been running around, encountering all the tribulations and clouds. He really saw him in front of him, and suddenly became panic.
"This, this is impossible! My disciple Chixuan...what?"
How can you encounter such a mortal catastrophe?
The old tears and trembling all over.
"The long eyebrow fellow..."
"No, veteran disciple! Heaven doesn't allow you, what have you done!" Long eyebrows wailed.
"Fellow Daoist with long eyebrows!" Nan Hongzi's blue veins appeared on his forehead, and he lifted his crying long eyebrows, "You cried too early, this Jieyun is not your apprentice's, it's my apprentice. Of!"
"Hey?"
The long eyebrows were stunned.
Holding a paper crane biography, Nan Hongzi shook twice, short of breath and chest tightness, and said: "Letter from the poor disciple!"
There were two more female cultivators beside them, barefooted with hair, white centipede wearing light armor, and Luo Jingshu in blue clothes. They were found by following the paper crane biography. When Nan Hongzi received the letter, they also found the "team waiting to go to another world."
"You guys?"
"Venerable Li Yan, under the command of Venerable Li Yan, wants to go to the other small world."
Luo Jingshu grabbed the ears, and Bai Hu arched his hands and saluted together.
"Uh, the late Yuanying stage, and the first stage Yuanying stage."
The martial monk carrying the Black Abyss Valley Lord on his back couldn't help frowning.
This strength can already be used in the cultivation world, but the situation in the other world is unknown, maybe...
White Centipede said solemnly: "I am a cultivator. Hundreds of years later, it will be a way of death. I don't want to be trapped. Where can I die in the world?"
Luo Jingshu, who had just cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage, bowed his head and said: "The Lord asked me to come and see. I decide whether to go or not. Even if I don’t go, remember the breath of the small world. Useful."
Except Chen He, no one knows the relationship between Luo Jingshu and Yang Xinyue, and he doesn't care about it.
Because everyone was attentive, they were all attracted by Jieyun and Nan Hongzi's words.
"Could it be—Chen He?"
"Exactly, my venerable said...I want to use True Person Chi Xuan to ascend."
Long eyebrows are laughing and crying: "How can I borrow this?"
White Centipede said: "The seniors are borrowing, and the venerable is also borrowing. The borrowing method is different, but it is always borrowing!"
"...That's different!" The long eyebrows were choked and rolled his eyes, anxious and angry, "At the same time, when the robbery cloud is increased, is it a good thing? Chi Xuan!"
Seeing that this old way is about to scream again, everyone hurriedly stopped: "Chen He does this, it must be meaningful..."
The long eyebrows were filled with anger: "How can this situation be overcome?"
The dark clouds are rolling, and the purple thunder light flows out from the cracks, without accumulating, the sky is like a pot of boiled porridge, constantly rolling up with bubbles, thunder light like soup, soaring, stirring the porridge It's a mess.
The True Person Chixuan, who was sitting cross-legged and waiting to cross the Tribulation, was also startled by Jieyun's momentum.
He stiffened his hands and feet, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and quickly squeezed out the magic decision, throwing out all the magic weapons in a single brain.
The real person Chixuan's mouth is bitter, although he doesn't scream, his heart is cold: Is this still a life?
The majestic and terrifying aura suppressed the monks' complaints, and fell to the ground again—why, why? They remembered with grief and indignation, it was a repeat of the situation a hundred years ago.
Just...
It seems to be better this time? !
The sky thunder was lingering, and the purple lightning flicked through the gaps in the clouds, more and more, and later even the robbery cloud was not seen, people can't help but suspect that the sky has been torn to pieces by the lightning, and the sky is catastrophic.
Shenzhen Chixuan finally noticed something wrong.
It is reasonable to say that under this momentum, he has long been overwhelmed, but Jieyun's sense of danger is the same as before, even slightly more relaxed than just now.
What is the reason for this?
Isn't this your own robbery?
True Chi Xuan was stunned.
The long eyebrows in the distance were so anxious that they continued to say: "I have never seen such a terrible catastrophe, how can this be good?"
Nan Hongzi muttered, silently watching the letter in his hand turn into fly ash.
——Master, it’s a pity that we couldn’t say goodbye personally, but my brother has been waiting for us in the immortal world for a long time.
"Nonsense, he is waiting for you." Nan Hongzi snorted, only a hundred years, is it long in the fairy world?
——The disciple once caused a great disturbance due to the ascension, and Tianzun Beixuan was in the lower realm. The matter of Yang Xinyue is unknown. The origins of Venerable Huanjian and Lord Black Abyss Valley are strange. It shows that it is not auspicious clouds and wind that await disciples in the sky. It is being involved in a long-standing conspiracy, which can be pushed up to the ancient wilderness and broken. For the immortal, the disciple may only be a variable in the three thousand world.
Any variables are annoying to the chess players.
If you can't destroy it, you must firmly grasp it.
Nan Hongzi followed with a long sigh, and Chen He understood what Chen He meant. Because of the previous events and the invisible situation of the immortal world, once Chen He soared, he would definitely attract the attention of the immortal world.
Flying up with True Person Chixuan, or it may confuse the sight of some immortals.
"The little apprentice has already made some plans for his situation and the way he wants to go." Nan Hongzi said helplessly to himself, he really couldn't help with this matter.
True Chixuan ascended in advance, so that Chen He did not have more time to prepare for the calamity, or to inform Nan Hongzi that he could only seize this opportunity. Taking the ascension could not be borrowed by anyone.
"I hope you really have reached the tribulation period..." Nan Hongzi sighed.
Is Chen He here?
No.
Intermediate in the Mahayana period, there are still two smaller realms before the Tribulation Period.
However, there is a memory of the previous time, and the state of mind has arrived, and the Beixuan Secret Fa that can affect the aura of heaven and earth is even more affected. When he openly provokes Jieyun, Tiandao immediately reacts.
Leaving True Person Chi Xuan, he responded and responded.
"Sure enough, the real enemy of the deity is the way of heaven."
Chen He laughed at himself.
The purple thunder light is like ocean waves, turbulent and rolling endlessly, no clouds are seen, the space between the sky and the earth is filled with snake-like lightning that is wandering, as if someone knocked the whole world to pieces, and was about to shatter from the sky.
The mortal cannot look up and see such an abnormality, and the monk is frightened.
True Man Chixuan:...
"Yes, it's really smaller than last time." Chen He nodded in satisfaction.
He still remembers the scene in the broken memory. Hundreds of miles were destroyed by falling thunder, and the flame spread like a river and sea, because there was no place to stand under one's feet, Venerable Liyan simply stepped on the thunder light and slashed.
Chen He only lived a third of his previous life, so naturally he didn't have such strength.
"Brother, let me be willful once, and see who wins the way of heaven and me."
The cyan longbow was taken out from the storage magic treasure, refined for a hundred years, exuding abundant aura that flowed seamlessly, the remnant soul of the upper Kui, aware of the power of the thunder, unexpectedly kept whistling excitedly.
"I want to thank Senior Ji very much for guiding me in this life to choose such a magic material that is not afraid of the catastrophe."
Chen He smiled lightly, his fingers flicked, and a red flame appeared on the bow.
The fat baby suddenly turned into a figure and hung on Chen He's shoulders, his fat little face was serious, and he raised his head to look at the sky.
"Are you afraid?" Chen He is still in the mood to joking with Shi Zhonghuo.
The fat baby nodded seriously.
"There is a master."
"Tweet." Shi Zhonghuo buried his head behind Chen He's neck, rubbed it twice, and suddenly jumped to the ground, his hands on his hips, arrogantly blocking Chen He's face.
"...If you don't enter the lake cave, how can you get fish from the lake?"
Fang Dun walked on the tree stump for a long time, "Is there a fish on it?"
——Sure enough, it was the baby brought out by the master.
Chen He touched his head in the fire and stared at the sky dreamily: "Maybe not."
"But... Master is going?" Shi Zhonghuo began to bite his fingers.
"Hmm."
"Alright!" Fat Dun nodded decently, then sat on the back of Chen He, staring hostilely at the wandering purple thunder.
Chen He laughed.
There are brothers in the fairy world, waiting for themselves.
On the way to cross the robbery, there is a fire in the stone to accompany.
At the foot of the mountain, Nan Hongzi must be there.
This road, after all, is no longer a person.
A purple thunder condensed into a ball, as if it were dripping from the boiling sky, falling straight down, as if it were a signal, one after another, thunder light became a ball and was "squeezed" down.
Chen He clenched his bow and stared at the sky:
"Come on, God."
The bowstring drew, the heavens and the earth’s spiritual energy issued a sharp and long roar, and the thunderball was split into two by invisible force. The thunder light turned into dozens of thunders and swept away. Only once, the thunder was full of fire, and the surrounding area was covered with scorched earth.
And countless thunderballs are still falling, like a hail that comes quickly and urgently.
"This is?" The long eyebrows rounded his eyes.
All the thunderballs went in the other direction, only the sky thunder that was cut off and deviated, "take care" of the trembling real Chi Xuan.
The figure of a fierce beast with curved horns, a figure like a bull, standing on one leg, rose in the light of thunder.
Kui, the ancient desolate beast that can lead all directions and drive the thunder.
Because there is no entity, the smashed tribulation cannot cause substantial damage to it, but it makes this remnant soul more excited, with blood red eyes, like a long whale absorbing water, opening its mouth to nothingness, and swallowing a thunderball. .
The body shape expands, twists and deforms, and when it is about to burst.
A sharp arrow passed through Kui's phantom and hit the sky.
The arrow body is condensed by the true essence, red like fire, and the arrow keeps rotating, and it also brings out all the sky thunders that Kui swallowed. The lightning is attracted by Chen He's true essence and entangled.
Zihua snake electricity, following the trajectory of the long arrow, winding and following.
In an instant, it was in the sky that was still rolling and brewing thunder.
Immediately, everything in the world seemed to be still, there was no movement.
True Chixuan couldn't help standing up.
After a breath, I can only hear the echo of the remaining thunder.
Three breaths, the thunder light that fell into the sky, stopped.
Five breaths, the monks looked at each other and were about to ask what's going on.
Suddenly there was a loud noise! Within a hundred miles, all creatures and spirits who had cultivated spiritual energy were shocked by this, and at the same time they were stunned. The monks above Yuan Ying had bleeding in their mouths and noses, and then retreated.
A hole broke in the thunder light boiling like porridge.
The shaded sunlight poured down, illuminating where the arrow came from.
"Chen He?" It was true that True Man Chi Xuan had already prepared, but he was shocked.
"Venerable Liyan?"
The monk who didn't know the truth was shocked at the same time.
What's the matter? Has the magic repairs started to soar? Shi Feng is, Chen He is also.
The rift was soon covered by the raging thunder and raging waves, and the heavens and the earth returned to dimness. This time it was not like hail, but the hanging Tianhe River, rushing like a storm.
The long eyebrows sat down on the ground and muttered the doubts in the heart of many monks: "What kind of catastrophe is this, the most serious, isn't it the forty-nine catastrophe?"
If Chen He heard this, he would have laughed.
——It’s okay, much better than last time.
Mr. Chixuan held the magic sword, looked at the sky, and then cut off a remnant thunder, standing in the formation silently holding his forehead: He seemed to have been forgotten by the heavens.