Zhang Yang flipped his wrist and a spiritual beast ring appeared in his hand, and he pinched the magic trick.

"receive!"

Zhang Yang vomited a word from his mouth...

As the rhythm of the buzzing magic power fluctuated, the small silver-winged demon ants around him received the order, and they rushed into the ring of the spirit beast in Zhang Yang's hand like a black tide.

At the time of the 11th year, the surrounding space has been extremely pure.

"Hey! These little silver-winged demon ants were just born, and their minds were still very simple, and there was no discount on the execution of the commands."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and put the spirit beast ring into his sleeve robe.

The reason why Zhang Yang said this is because the group of silver-winged demon ants he first cultivated have grown to the size of a fist, each of which is extremely powerful.

The stronger the silver-winged ant, the more spiritual consciousness it will consume when it is in command. Chapter 446

The power of thunder that ends without success.

Zhang Yang felt that the limit of being able to control this group of silver-winged demon ants was about two or three thousand. If there were more, there would be danger of losing control at any time.

When Zhang Yang controls this batch of silver-winged demon ants to more than 3,000, he feels a little overwhelmed. It is no problem to let them attack or eat.

However, when they return to the spirit beast ring, it often takes a lot of effort.

Because the silver-winged demon ants also like the abundant spiritual energy and a lot of food in the outside world, they are not willing to return to the boring spiritual beast ring. Every time, Zhang Yang fights for a while to take them back.

Xuyunze.

A human gray-robed monk stood up high, his body was full of magic power, and his clothes were automatically exhausted without wind.

Rumbled, dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered, and as the lightning flashed, bursts of muffled thunder sounded.

The celestial phenomena are filled with mist, and the thunder tribulation is about to come.

Not far away, another monk in white clothes was watching all this with anxiety on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, why are you here? You ignore the high-level and forcefully lead to the thunder tribulation. Even if you can successfully overcome the thunder tribulation, you will become the public enemy of the entire cultivation world, Senior Fu Cang will never let you go!"

"Fellow Daoist Ma doesn't need to say much, Chapter 446

The thunder tribulation that ended without any success is a decent person. The fellow Taoist only cares about protecting the Dharma. This is the depth of Xuyunze. We leave immediately after we have overcome the thunder tribulation. How could he catch us?" The gray-robed monk named Luo was full of persistence.

The white-shirted "Fellow Daoist" looked ashamed in his eyes.

Immortal World. Thunder Pool.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The figure flashed, Agaru, the crane stick guest with a child-haired face, and the deer sword spirit with a long sword carrying a long sword stood side by side. After they started, they were a monk with an extremely fat body and a meat bun.

At this time, the four people were all watching the fluctuations of the black gas in the thunder pool, and watching a vortex slowly forming.

The few people's faces first flashed with joy, followed by a slightly disappointed expression.

"It seems that it's just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator of the human race who has advanced to the thunder tribulation of the gods.... It's really unbearable for hundreds of years to wait for such a thunder tribulation in the cultivation world!"

The Crane Sword Guest snorted coldly and looked disdainful on his face.

"The world of cultivation cannot be compared with ancient times now, but it was not so unbearable in the past." Agali said with some slightest suggestion.

"Oh? What does Master mean?" asked the Crane Sword Guest.

The whole process is complicated to describe, but the movements of the god-transforming monk are only a short moment.

With Magu's fall, the clouds gradually began to dissipate in the sky.

"This...,." What's going on? Could this monk be so incompetent that he didn't even survive the first wave of thunder tribulation?" The crane walker looked in disbelief.

Although the thunder tribulation is dangerous, the general danger is reflected in the middle and late stages of the thunder tribulation.

Because the power of the thunder tribulation increases multiple times as time progresses.

As for the early stage of the thunder tribulation, it is not very powerful. Even human cultivators, even if they don’t have any treasures, can withstand the first wave of thunder tribulation with their maximum strength.

Of course, there are special circumstances, that is, those monks encountered difficulties and were seriously injured before passing the tribulation.

Could it be that everyone’s luck is so bad that they have been waiting for hundreds of years to wait for such a thunder disaster?

Agaru's words broke everyone's conjecture.

"No! Impossible! The thunder tribulation has not begun yet. Even the first thunder and lightning is just brewing."

"hiss"

When Agali said this, the Crane Sword Ke and the Lu Jianling both gasped. The few of them looked at each other, with their eyes full of worry.

"The thunder tribulation began to dissipate before it even came. There was only one situation, that is, "." The person who wanted to overcome the tribulation had already died! In this way, the only thunder tribulation in hundreds of years would end without success." Two bare buns on the head of Lu Jianling were slightly reflected in light.

"Xun Huan and Bi Wang have failed!" He Zhanke's tone was calm, but his lips trembled slightly, betrayed his heart.

After so long, Xun Huan and Bi Wang not only did not return, but even had no news to be sent back. With the wisdom of several people, the problem can naturally be seen.

"Bushiken! Your good disciple!" The Crane Scepter suddenly turned around and glared at the fat monk next to him who was as fat as a bun.

The latter immediately showed a respectful look: "Master, calm down! I am willing to go down to the realm in person and kill those illegal people in the realm of cultivation."

Bushiken's fat face was trembling. Although he was reluctant to take risks, the master and the master and several others discussed the matter, summoned him a little golden immortal. He knew what it meant without asking.

At this time, he naturally had to cooperate with his master, otherwise his fate would be more than ten times more miserable.

"Okay! Since you have this request, I naturally cannot refuse. Be prepared, wait for the opportunity, and be ready to go down to the world at any time." He Jianshangke showed a satisfied expression and nodded.

Have such a requirement?

Bushiken immediately felt a whisper in his heart, but he still had a respectful expression on his face, and he didn't even dare to show his dissatisfaction.

"Perhaps, the situation in the cultivation world is much worse than we imagined." At this time, Agali spoke again.

"Oh? What does Master mean?" asked the Crane Sword Guest.

"Do you think that the thunder tribulation has just disappeared, and everything is a coincidence?"

After Agali finished speaking, his eyes flashed and swept across the people.

"Master, the cultivation world is already prepared to control the thunder tribulation?" asked the Crane Sword Ke.

"Not bad! That's exactly that.

The great monk, I am the master of the thunder pool and I am very familiar with the rules of the thunder pool operation. The number of thunder catastrophes in recent hundreds of years is definitely a problem," said Agali.

, "Heng! I don't believe it anymore. Could it be that they can control all the thunder tribulations of all the high-level cultivators and prevent them from crossing the thunder tribulation?" Lu Jianling snorted coldly.

"If this is the case, we will save our energy and do nothing. In thousands of years, those people in the cultivation world will waste themselves to death." The Crane Sword Ke also said.

"Not all! Not all! There is always something wrong with the great monk's mind." "Please choose the opportunity! No way, it's better for us to go there in person."

"We are hiding from the realm in person? Is the master kidding? The power of backlash in this interface varies according to strength. If you and me want to go down from the realm, the power of backlash will be absolutely terrifying. Among them, it is dangerous, much greater than that of the true immortal and the golden immortal. It is better to leave such things to Bushiken. Can a fragmented world of cultivation still give birth to an existence that is stronger than Bushiken?"

With a word from the Crane Staff, Bushiken just wanted to scold his father.

You know the danger of the power of the interface backlash, don’t I know?

However, on the surface, he had to say very respectfully: "What the master said is very much. It is enough for a younger generation to have a lower realm in the small world of cultivation."

"Okay! We will give more treasures. When we reach the lower realm, we must be careful everywhere. If this fails, we can't hesitate anymore." The second half of the sentence was Agali's words to the Crane Staff Ke and the Deer Sword Spirit.

The latter two looked at each other and nodded.

There was also a little uneasy in their hearts.

A mountain is like Optimus Prime.

The white clouds float, not on the mountainside, but on the foot of the mountain, which shows how high the mountain is.

call out!

A stream of light quickly escaped from a distance. When approaching the foot of the mountain, it suddenly changed direction and escaped directly upwards.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The wind whistled and directly passed through the clouds. It was so fast that it rubbed against the surrounding air, producing light and heat, as if the whole body was wrapped in a stream of fire.

I watched it rise rapidly along the high mountain that was rising rapidly.

Finally, the mountain standing on Optimus Prime became thinner and thinner, and the scenery in front of him changed. The peak of the mountain was a huge platform.

Tart!

The flowing light paused and turned into a human form, with feet falling on the ground.

He has a braided muscles, tall and burly figure, and his long and messy hair looks like a savage, giving people a very powerful visual shock effect.

Fujiyuan!

This person is Tengyuan!

However, he is not a stone sculpture now, but a flesh and blood existence.

In front of him, in the middle of the mountain top platform, wrapped in a bright light, a giant axe floated in the air and rotated slowly.

But I saw that this giant axe was several clips long, with a sharp blade, and the entire axe body was blue, with many strange runes carved from top to bottom.

These runes are very shallowly carved, making the entire sharp axe look antique and more majestic.

Next to this sharp axe, Teng Lin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Streams of flowing light shot out from the forehead of the vine forest and injected into the flowing light wrapped around the sharp axe. Then, there were streaming lights that folded back from the flowing light wrapped around the sharp axe and returned to the forehead of the vine forest.

This time, a cycle has been formed.
Chapter completed!