Chapter 296: Sixth-grade Taoist foundation, the strange fog is broken! 【1/4, please subscribe
Chapter 296: Sixth-grade Taoist foundation, the strange fog is broken! 【14, please subscribe】
“Boom boom boom!”
Thunder continued to roar one after another.
From the ruins of Xishan City, independent cultivators emerged one after another.
Everyone looked at Lin Ruofeng who was undergoing the tribulation, with a hint of gratitude in their eyes. It was obvious that everyone saw his intention!
The strange eyes in the sky are slowly dissipating!
The strange fog surrounding us is also becoming thinner!
Many crazy and weird things have disappeared!
The heavenly calamity brought about by Lin Ruofeng became the biggest nemesis of the weirdness. Just a little bit of the heavenly power that escaped was enough to make the weirdness in the whole city tremble.
"Thirty-six heavenly tribulations, the lowest level is the fourth-grade foundation building!" Yu Wanying exclaimed in amazement.
Wei Han's eyes flashed, and he remembered the records in the foundation-building experience!
Nine is the maximum number of heavenly tribulations, and nine heavenly thunders are of the first grade. Therefore, Lin Ruofeng has already passed through thirty-six heavenly thunders, and can at least build a fourth-grade Taoist foundation!
"This person has a solid foundation, no worse than many disciples of large sects, and he is good at refining pills. I'm afraid he is at the fourth level." Wei Han commented secretly.
At the same time, I was silently comparing him with myself in my heart!
Because of his practice of pupil techniques, Wei Han could probably see through Lin Ruofeng's strength.
His true Qi is three times stronger than Wei Han's. It is obvious that he has been immersed in the peak of the ninth level of Qi training for many years, and his accumulation is very powerful.
Secondly, he should have cultivated some magical skills!
If a real fight breaks out, Wei Han will find it difficult to defeat him in a short period of time without using his trump card.
“Boom boom boom!”
The lightning in the sky continued to fall tirelessly.
Lin Ruofeng suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground in pain from mid-air.
He frantically took out pills and swallowed them, while controlling the ground formation to continue resisting the thunder. It was obvious that he was in a very miserable state.
“It’s the 51st Heavenly Thunder!” Yu Wanying frowned and said, “Nine is the maximum number of Heavenly Thunder. Only when it reaches a multiple of nine can the tribulation be stopped. Otherwise, anyone who loses during this period will be struck to death. I don’t know if Lin Ruofeng can reach the sixth level!”
"He has almost reached his limit!" Wei Han commented seriously: "If he can survive the 54th thunder and stop in time, he can officially break through to the foundation-building stage. Otherwise, he will definitely die!"
"Yes!" Yu Wanying also nodded in agreement, and sighed: "Sixth-grade foundation building, how powerful! In the past thousand years of the Red Sect, only two or three people have been able to achieve this level. Even many disciples of the major sects only reached the fourth or fifth grade when they built their foundation."
"It is rumored that Lin Ruofeng had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training at the age of 28. He has been immersed in this realm for many years and has cultivated three magical powers. It is not surprising that he has such ability." Lu Yan said with a smile.
While talking!
Lin Ruofeng's situation became increasingly difficult!
Each bolt of lightning was more ferocious than the last. The terrifying might of heaven suppressed many low-level Qi training cultivators to the point that they couldn't help but crawl to the ground.
“Boom!”
Another bolt of thunder fell.
The anti-thunder formation set up by Lin Ruofeng was completely broken and destroyed to pieces by thunder in an instant. If he hadn't thrown out dozens of Vajra Talismans at the critical moment, he would have been struck to death on the spot.
"Ruofeng, hold on!"
"Nephew, hold on!"
"There is one last thunderbolt!"
The elders and disciples of the Chihong Sect who were in the foundation-building stage were all anxious.
As everyone was waiting, the fifty-fourth thunderbolt finally fell. It was as thick as a bucket and struck Lin Ruofeng with a loud bang.
Can he hold on?
The survivors of Xishan City all felt a tightness in their hearts!
"burst!"
"burst!"
"burst!"
Lin Ruofeng raised his hand and pointed like a madman.
Seven or eight magical instruments that he had nurtured for many years were ruthlessly detonated by him.
They flew straight towards the thunder in the sky, and the next moment they exploded one after another. The violent explosion shock wave caused severe damage to the thunder.
Wait until it finally falls on Lin Ruofeng!
He once again tore into pieces dozens of top-grade Vajra Talismans.
"puff!"
The Vajra Talisman on Lin Ruofeng's body shattered layer by layer, but he was able to resist the power of thunder after all. His face showed a look of relief for surviving the calamity.
"Okay, hahaha! Well done Ruofeng!"
"Brother is awesome!"
There was a sudden burst of jubilation in the Red Sect.
Although Lin Ruofeng was seriously injured at this moment, and even suffered backlash from his self-destructive magic weapon, he finally survived the sixth level of heavenly tribulation, which inevitably made people inexplicably excited.
He smiled with satisfaction!
Finally, he severed his connection with the heavenly tribulation and began to consolidate his cultivation as if accepting his fate.
The dark clouds and lightning in the sky began to slowly dissipate, and a purple air descended from the sky and sank into his body. The injuries on Lin Ruofeng's body began to dissipate rapidly, and the whole person exuded an astonishing aura.
"This is purple air from heaven." Yu Wanying said enviously, "It is said that this purple air can not only increase one's comprehension and recover from injuries, but also, if one reaches the ninth-grade foundation building or even the heavenly foundation building, there is hope that one can obtain the innate magical power bestowed by the heavenly way."
"Haha, these are too far away from us!" Lu Yan frowned and looked around, whispering: "This thunderbolt broke the strange fog, and the surroundings have returned to normal. It seems that all the weirdness in the city has disappeared. Let's retreat quickly!"
"Right!" Yu Wanying shuddered as if she had thought of something and said, "The most terrifying thing in a strange disaster is never the strangeness, but the human heart. Now that the strangeness has receded, if there is another wave of trouble, I'm afraid the danger will be even greater. Let's evacuate as soon as possible!"
"Walk!"
Wei Han said this briefly and to the point.
He turned around and rushed out of the East City, using the flying technique of the sword as fast as lightning. It was obvious that he wanted to escape from the vortex of Xishan City as soon as possible.
Seeing this, Lu Yan and Yu Wanying hurriedly followed!
The surviving independent cultivators throughout the city were also awakened one after another. They fled in all directions like locusts, and soon the sky was full of human figures.
Obviously, no one wants to stay here anymore.
Regardless of whether the weirdness has dissipated or not, and regardless of what will happen next, escaping from here as soon as possible is always the best option.
"Damn, these bastards run pretty fast!"
"If my Senior Brother Zong Lin hadn't intervened, how could they have been saved? Why are they running away now? I'm so pissed!"
"This is a hopeless case of a casual cultivator. If you want to get out of here, just get out of here."
The disciples of the Red Sect were filled with indignation and cursed continuously!
Xishan City is the fairy city under their rule. It was originally prosperous and wealthy, and could be said to be the biggest source of income for the Chihong Sect.
Not only is the city completely destroyed, but all the people have died. The only one or two thousand remaining cultivators have fled for their lives. It's inevitable that people feel a little aggrieved.
If we want to rebuild Xishan City, we don’t know how much it will cost.
"Hehehe, you want to run? Kill me!"
"Fat sheep, go to hell!"
When the Blood Demon Sect saw this scene, they naturally refused to let these wandering cultivators go.
Everyone knows that all the wealth in the city is concentrated in the hands of the remaining survivors. Killing any one of them can make a huge profit. If the Red Sect doesn't take action, how could they not take action?
For a moment!
The Blood Demon Sect disciples rushed out one after another.
The sounds of fighting suddenly arose everywhere in the sky, and all kinds of flying swords and spells exploded brilliantly. Many slow-moving cultivators really suffered the disaster.
In this final chaos!
Wei Han and his two companions ran the fastest, heading eastward, and finally disappeared among the mountains.
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