Chapter 149: Xiao Mo, the junior, with the heart of a saint, protects Bai Ruxue from the calamity! (asking for monthly tickets)
Above a wasteland, Xiao Mo and Taoist Tianqiong were still fighting fiercely.
“Boom!”
The second thunderbolt struck Bai Rushue fiercely.
The scales on Bai Ruxue's body scattered like snow, and cracks appeared on the surface of the dragon's body, but she was not afraid at all, and still held her head high to face the destructive thunder.
Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth thunder tribulations struck one after another.
Because the luck of the dragon clan was blocked, the intensity of the thunder tribulation that the Jiaolong experienced when it transformed into a dragon was far greater than the thunder tribulation experienced by ordinary Ascension Realm cultivators.
It seemed as if the avenue would not stop until Bai Ruxue's body and soul were destroyed.
Fortunately, the power of human merit that had not yet completely dissipated in Bai Ruxue's body provided her with some invisible protection.
In addition, Bai Rushue's physique is much stronger than that of an ordinary dragon, so she can still barely hold on at this moment.
The fifth thunder tribulation came crashing down.
“Roar!”
Bai Ruxue roared towards the sky in an unyielding manner, showing no intention of retreating.
After enduring the fifth thunder tribulation, her originally silver-white body had turned black, but her golden vertical pupils were still as firm as ever.
Even Taoist Tianqiong couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw this scene.
An ordinary dragon that has just passed the tribulation and transformed into a dragon will be reduced to ashes at the fifth thunder tribulation at most.
However, she not only survived five thunder tribulations, but even seemed to have some strength left.
The sixth thunderbolt struck down mercilessly.
The huge dragon body as white as snow was smashed down and fell heavily into the plain below.
Xiao Mo subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, but then forced himself to calm down.
He knew very well that if he forcibly interfered with this ascension thunder tribulation, not only would he not be able to help Ruxue at all, but he would also end up with his soul torn apart.
Following closely behind was the seventh thunder tribulation.
The seventh thunder tribulation turned into a long, rushing river formed by pure thunder, pouring down on the dragon's body as white as snow.
“Roar—!”
Bai Ruxue let out a heart-wrenching roar of pain.
When the power of the seventh thunder tribulation finally subsided, the eighth thunder tribulation was ready to go, but it was brewing an even more terrifying power.
Bai Rushue struggled to get up again, dragging her broken dragon body, and once again rushed towards the sky.
The eighth thunderbolt struck.
The thunder tribulation transformed into the appearance of fifteen ancient ferocious beasts, roaring and engaging in a brutal battle with Bai Rushue.
Whenever Bai Ruxue tried her best to crush an ancient ferocious beast transformed from thunder, the beast would explode.
At this moment, there is almost no intact scale on Bai Ruxue's body.
Through the charred and broken dragon body, one can even faintly see the eerie white bones exposed.
Bai Ruxue was on the verge of collapse several times and almost wanted to give up.
But whenever her eyes swept down and saw that Xiao Mo was finding it increasingly difficult to fight against Taoist Tianqiong, and his huge Fatianxiangdi was becoming increasingly illusory and dim, Bai Rushue would immediately grit her teeth and force herself to hold on.
She knew she had to overcome the tribulation successfully.
She can die.
But she absolutely could not bear to see Xiao Mo die in front of her again!
The eighth thunder tribulation finally ended.
The thunder in the sky seemed to have stopped temporarily.
But Bai Ruxue knew very well that this was just the last calm before the storm.
She shook her heavy head vigorously, her golden vertical pupils fixed on the sky.
The next moment, the thick dark clouds above the sky suddenly broke apart.
The illusory images of the ancient saints of the human race, formed by the condensation of thunder, stand in the sky.
These human saints who manifested through thunder tribulations had no spiritual consciousness and were just dead objects.
However, when they looked down at the dragon below that was trying to break through the blockade of the Heavenly Dao, their eyes were as if they were looking at a dead object.
At the same time, the monks of the upper three realms who had noticed something unusual nearby had rushed to the edge of the battlefield one after another, including even a monk of the Ascension Realm.
When they saw the heart-pounding thunderstorm above the sky, everyone was horrified, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
The Dao's intuition clearly told them that this was the legendary ninth thunder tribulation.
It was the first time in their lives that they had seen a dragon that could hold on to this last stretch.
The saintly images condensed from the thunder tribulations began to swoop down towards Bai Rushue, trying to completely wipe her out.
Bai Rushue dragged her almost exhausted body and fought with these human sages.
Bai Ruxue was already extremely weak, but the image of the ancient saint transformed by the ninth thunder tribulation still retained some of his magical powers from his lifetime.
This means that Bai Ruxue is now having to fight against the siege of nine Ascension Realm powerhouses on her own.
This is simply an impossible death crisis.
The result was just as everyone expected. A Buddhist Arhat took a step forward, and the dragon and tiger forms transformed from thunder bit Bai Rushue's front paws tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.
Immediately afterwards, a Confucian sage flipped the pages of the book in his hand.
The wind that flipped through the book instantly turned into countless lightning chains, one end of which was connected to the sky, and the other end firmly trapped the snow-white dragon body in the air.
Finally, a human sword immortal's Dharma image walked towards Bai Rushue step by step with a long sword in hand, like an executioner about to carry out an execution.
At this moment, Xiao Mo distanced himself from Taoist Tianqiong and rushed towards Bai Rushue.
"Xiao Mo! What are you doing! Do you want to die?" Feng Qianqiu, the leader of the Taoist sect and the master of Tianxuan Sect, shouted loudly.
When he arrived at the battlefield and saw the tens of thousands of dead North Sea monsters and the Lord of the North Sea, he had already deduced what had happened.
"Xiao Mo, don't come over here." Bai Ruxue also shouted weakly.
But Xiao Mo just smiled gently at Bai Rushue.
"boom!"
Just as the ancestor of the human race was about to chop at the white dragon head, Xiao Mo raised the Immortal-killing Sword and blocked the attack of the ancestor of the human race.
Thunder spread wildly, and Xiao Mo's skin cracked inch by inch, just like the dry and cracked earth.
Looking at the almost shattered back of her beloved, Bai Ruxue's eyes trembled and her mind went blank.
Xiao Mo swung his sword and pushed the opponent away.
All the human saints looked at Xiao Mo.
Everyone saw Xiao Mo constantly burning his blood and essence, and his great energy gushed out like waves, and several long black dragons rushed into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Mo penetrated his chest with his right hand and dug out an inky heart!
"Xiao Mo, what are you doing? Stop it!" Bai Ruxue kept twisting her dragon body, trying to break free from the chains from the sky.
“Is it possible?”
Feng Qianqiu, the leader of Tianxuan Sect, was shocked, his face turned pale, and he shouted angrily.
"Xiao Mo! Are you crazy? As a Confucian saint, you actually went to such lengths for a vicious beast. Do you know what it means to unlock the dragon clan's destiny?"
Xiao Mo did not answer Feng Qianqiu.
The heart floated in the air, emitting an inky light, and the fragrance of ink drifted throughout the world.
"Xiao Mo, have you thought it through?"
A Dharma sound was heard from above the sky, and a remnant soul of the Confucian sage emerged between heaven and earth.
"I've thought it through."
Xiao Mo bowed and saluted deeply, his voice echoing between heaven and earth.
"Junior Xiao Mo, with the heart of a saint, will protect Bai Ruxue from the calamity!"
(End of this chapter)
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