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Chapter 146 Unyielding Fighting Intent
Outside the Demon Corpse Village, Moore looked not far away, frowning.

They have lived in this world for 1 years. This world only maintained by spiritual energy has no light source, and there is no wind, cloud or rain all year round.

However, just now, thunderclouds gathered in the perennial cloudless sky, and electric arcs swam and shuttled, and the rumbling and roaring from time to time made people flustered.

The layers of thunder were churning, and the black pressure was pressing downwards, with a terrifying pressure, it was about to crush the ground in a trance.

Everyone in the village was terrified by this "natural disaster".

In the past 1 years, they have become accustomed to cloudless days. They have never seen even thunder, let alone thunder disaster.

Seeing it at this moment, everyone felt that the sky was about to fall.

Only Moore, who is the new village head, knows that this is the thunderbolt for monks to overcome the disaster.

But didn't monks disappear as early as 1 years ago?
How come there are still monks crossing the catastrophe?Still running here to cross the catastrophe?
A thought suddenly flashed in Moore's mind, and he was a little panicked, but it must not be what he thought.

The footsteps kept rushing forward.

But not far away, there are countless space fragments floating in the air.

Judging from the energy fluctuations on that fragment, it is not a complete space.

To be precise, it was just a small aura space.

Moore felt even more uneasy. This kind of small space is hard to see outside, but for corpse handlers, it is a necessary magic weapon for keeping corpses.

Generally speaking, this kind of aura space can only be possessed by a third-level corpse master or above.

In the past, the third-level corpse masters were not enough to see, but now, they have stayed in this space for more than 1 years, and the consumption of spiritual energy in these ten thousand years has reached a very terrifying figure.

There are only three third-level corpse masters that can be cultivated in the village.

One is Moore, and there is a neutral faction.

The remaining one is Moore's nemesis, a madman who wants to become the village chief, Ziggy.

More wasn't sure whose space it was.

The broken space means the death of the corpse holder.

But no matter whose space it is, the cultivator who killed the corpse master will definitely receive revenge from the whole village.

This is what worries Moore the most.

He received the inheritance from the village chief, so he naturally knew how beautiful and powerful this continent was 1 years ago.

He yearned for a day full of aura, longed to return to the embrace of the mainland, and hoped that the whole village could return to that fertile land.

And the monk who accidentally came in was their hope, the possibility for them to get information from the outside world.

Thinking of this, Moore walked towards the broken space excitedly and apprehensively.

As soon as Moore set foot in this devastated land, he saw a huge aura vortex, and the aura that swept through this small space formed a spiritual spring and engulfed a person in it.

The person was petite, probably a child or a woman.

At this time, the small body was covered with luminescence, and under the huge spiritual energy vortex, it seemed that it would be swept away by the vortex at any moment.

Moore's body trembled suddenly, and the coercion of the sky was even greater, making him almost out of breath.

What kind of thunder disaster is this person going through? Why is he, a third-level corpse handler, so afraid?

You know, his cultivation level is equivalent to that of a Golden Core cultivator!

Without waiting for him to think about it, there are already tens of thousands of thunder seals in the sky, and the golden thunder seals are engraved with the laws of heaven, which is extremely mysterious.

The reddish-purple thunderclouds are dyed with streaks of golden light, which is completely natural. Behind the clouds, there are faint sounds of phoenix cries and dragon roars, which makes people feel awe.

The thunder calamity is gaining momentum, the longer the momentum is accumulated, the more tribulation thunders will be.

If he hadn't known that the tribulation thunder would not hurt others, Moore might have escaped long ago.

The man who crossed the catastrophe was still hiding in the spiritual spring.

The spiritual spring gradually became thinner. As the thunder became more intense and fierce, the spiritual spring became thinner and thinner. In the end, there was only a thin layer of light covering the man's body.

As soon as Lingquan retreated, the figure of the man appeared.

—is a woman.

The age may not look very old, but it may be hundreds of years old. In Moore's memory, the monks are all old monsters who are hundreds or thousands of years old.

Looking carefully, I saw the woman's long crow-blue hair dancing with the wind, and the thin dress shimmered slowly, but it couldn't hide the sparse shadows of red plums in the skirt, and the faint traces.

The beauty's face cannot be seen clearly in the shallow light.

She only vaguely knew that under the oppression of the thunder cloud, she was still calm and calm.

Seeing a cold light suddenly, the sword on the woman's waist broke out of its scabbard.

Immediately, the sky burst into purple light, and the momentum was like a rainbow. A huge thunder struck down horizontally, aiming at the top of the woman's head.

The woman snorted softly, "Go!"

The long sword at the waist flew out, white light streaked across the sky, and collided with the thunder and lightning impressively.

White light and purple light intersect, the purple lightning is thick and long, and the sword is thin, but they do not give in.

This is a contest of wills.

The woman raised her eyes to the sky, and quickly made a tactic with her fingertips, and saw a white light in the sky, full of fighting spirit, and split the thunder and lightning in half.

Lei Yun seemed to be dissatisfied, and Bang Long was followed by two more tribulation thunders.

The bright sword shoots straight up into the sky, topped by two tribulation thunders.

White and purple intertwined, another collision!
Only this time the purple light is more prosperous, but Bai Dian is still unyielding.

Thunderclouds approached again and again, two, three, six.

Seventeen thunderbolts came down in succession, the fluorescence on the woman's body became weaker and weaker, and the light of the sword dimmed.

But under the fluorescent light, the woman's starry eyes were extremely fiery, arrogant and unyielding.

Finally, God is angry!

No. 18 tribulation thunder is here.

The thunderbolt that struck down was a full ten feet thick and long, thicker and more powerful than the seventeen thunderbolts combined.

The woman's face was as pale as paper, and the spiritual vortex above her head almost stopped.

Even Moore was sweating for her, how could she withstand this tribulation thunder without the support of spiritual energy?
Then I saw the woman's bare hands flying, and the sharp sword in the air was retracted.

At the same time, a small array was placed and gradually enlarged in the air.

Finally, it landed on the woman's body, covering her in it.

And at the moment when the array plate landed, Jie Lei had already arrived.

The thick lightning struck the woman, and she was no longer visible.

Moore stared nervously at the place where the lightning went. Under the shadow of the thunder, the vortex of spiritual energy broke apart.

Countless electric arcs swam in the thunder like little snakes, entangled and wrestled again and again.

But the figure of the woman never flickered for a moment.

"Open it for me!"

The woman yelled angrily, and the divine light of the body protection formation exploded, and the electric arc was engulfed in an instant.

The bright golden light collided with the red-purple thunder light, and they were evenly matched.

Immediately afterwards, three sword lights lit up at the same time.

Moore just felt that time stood still at this moment.

There are only those three swords left in the world.

As soon as those three swords came out, even that tribulation thunder could no longer make him succumb.

Three swords and one stance.

The three swords were obviously swung at the same time, but there was only one sword light.

In the trance of the sword light, one can see the change of seasons and years, see people in the world, old age, sickness and death, and the emptiness and brokenness of the world.

The sword light was facing not the thunder light on the woman's body, but the thunder cloud.

Provocation, this is a provocation to the way of heaven.

Sure enough, the next moment, several tribulation thunders fell together and exploded with a bang.

And what Jianmang is facing is always the most radiant and most imposing thunder cloud.

Moore was horrified when he saw it, and he put it to death and survived!
This man is dying!

He looked at the woman under the thunder light in astonishment.

The light of the No.18 tribulation thunder has faded, and countless tribulation thunders in the air are about to strike at her.

And when Moore looked at it, he could only see that in those star-studded pupils, there was a sudden sharpness and a majestic fighting spirit.

　The long-lost male partner is online~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)