The Monk

Chapter 1,487 The Eighth Tribulation

Thinking of it, Zhang was afraid to take action. He summoned the hard iron sword, gathered all his strength, and at the same time endured the huge pain. Then he turned the pain into strength, and combined with the burst of spiritual power, he slashed towards the high flame planet.

The knife slashed upwards, and the person followed the knife's movement, shuttling through the fireballs in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the figure had arrived in front of the flame planet.

The big planet is constantly burning, and the closer you get, the more you can feel its ultra-hot temperature. Seeing that he was about to enter the flames on the surface of the planet, Zhang Ai suddenly exerted his force. All the overwhelming power was contained in this sword. The sword slashed fiercely, tearing out several cracks in the empty starry sky.

With the appearance of several cracks in the starry sky, the starry sky suddenly became a little distorted, and those cracks also exploded with powerful suction at the same time, sucking in the flames falling from the flame planet crazily. Zhang Wen took a look, is this okay? If I had known earlier, I would have split a few alien spaces out and let them block the fire for me.

This thought just passed through his mind, and he was running away quickly. Because the power of this sword was huge, it not only opened several space cracks, but also split the flame planet into pieces.

Although the planet is large, it burns at high temperatures, but the planet is not just fire. Fire burns on the surface, but the true existence of the planet is inside. With this foundation of existence, there will be crazy burning on the surface of the planet. Zhang was afraid that he would just destroy the planet. After one strike, the planet was violently shaken, and then exploded. With a bang, flames shot out, and waves of fanaticism filled the empty starry sky.

Zhang was afraid that as a lucky guy, he would bear the brunt of the heat, so he immediately ran away after cutting him. Fortunately, the flight speed is extremely fast and can travel thousands of miles in an instant. Although he is injured at this time, he can still escape the damage caused by the planet explosion.

He ran away, and the fire of his soul flew forward, taking away many fireballs and the big fire dragon stuck on it. The existence of these flames made him continue to endure pain. Until I ran far away, I watched the flaming planet explode, erupting into a very beautiful circle of light in the dark starry sky. It was surrounded by red, pink or orange, and was filled with explosive flames. From a distance, it seemed like Several big tails, like countless tentacles, many of many colors are burning in a flamboyant way, releasing the last trace of light.

After about a hundred breaths, the explosion stopped. Looking from Zhang Wen's angle, the huge light caused by the explosion appeared slightly flat, like a duck egg, changing color several times from red to white, and then from white to red. , finally returned to darkness, the flames ceased, and the planet was no longer there. This heavenly solution was considered to be over. At this time, the space cracks he had created were automatically restored to smoothness one after another, as if they had never appeared before.

The flame planet disappeared, and now the problem is how to deal with the many fireballs and the big fire dragon. If Zhang Wen could endure the pain, the huge fire dragon and countless fireballs that had become rootless trees would eventually dissipate one by one within an hour at most. But Zhang Ping didn't want them to disappear like this. Why should you burn me if you want to, and not burn if you don't want to? What do you think I am? He wanted to take away these fires of tribulation, just like how he used to refine and burn will-o'-the-wisps.

And the most important thing is that Zhang is afraid that he doesn’t have an hour. Who knows what will happen in an hour? What if there are a few more catastrophes? In addition, the fire of the Heavenly Tribulation and the Fire of the Soul were stuck together, and it would take time to separate them. Zhang was afraid that he would have to put away this fire first.

But the big fire dragon was too big. Looking at this huge burning monster, Zhang Ain thought about it for a while and gave it a try! The whole soul was released with a bang, which was like the soul leaving the body. After the soul left the body, it activated the spiritual thoughts with a bang, and at the same time, the sky and the earth expanded overwhelmingly, becoming extremely huge. While the soul became huge, The fire of the soul ignited suddenly, forming a huge fire net.

Then, this fire net covered all the fire balls and the huge fire dragon. After more than a hundred breaths, the fire balls and fire dragons were not only covered, but the fire net also closed up and netted them together. At this time, the huge fire dragon in the net exploded and turned into countless fireballs.

At this time, there were too many fireballs and the fire net was too big. Zhang was afraid to activate his spiritual thoughts and began to squeeze the fireballs with all his strength, trying to exhaust the last bit of spiritual power in his body. After half a quarter of an hour, he finally squeezed the countless fireballs into one There was only a fireball left, but Zhang was still not satisfied and continued to squeeze and condense it with the fire of the soul. After a while, the fireball became smaller again, leaving only a flame as thick as a finger.

At this point, Zhang Wen took back the soul, wrapped the flame with the fire of the soul, and also collected it in the sea of ​​consciousness. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and finally got it done.

He put away the flames, because the danger was not over, and he did not dare to refine it at this time. And at this moment, his biggest problem is not the flames of the tribulation, but that his body is empty, with only a little spiritual power left. He can move and fly, but cannot fight. If another catastrophe occurs, he will most likely die.

In any case, his body didn't get any reminder, which meant that he would continue to deal with the calamity before it passed, so he took the time to sit cross-legged and regain some strength, so he couldn't just admit defeat.

It's okay to admit defeat, but the problem is that in a natural disaster, admitting defeat means death. No matter who it is, you have to grit your teeth and continue to absorb.

This time, it was okay. Perhaps because he knew that the damage caused by the fire attack was too great, it took a full quarter of an hour before the next catastrophe came, which was the eighth celestial solution. When the catastrophe appeared, Zhang was afraid that he could not help but sighed and said, "Forget it, kill me." He had no choice but to stand up, raise his big black knife and look forward.

Here is the starry sky. Apart from broken stones and dust, there is nothing else. At this moment, just a hundred meters in front of him, suddenly there is a piece of dust that emits a blazing light, as bright as a small star, but it is just a ray of light. A small speck of dust.

It's all a disaster anyway, it's going to kill me anyway, so let's do it. Zhang Ain didn't even think about it, he swung his sword and struck at the glowing dust.

It's just that although the light is bright, the dust is very small. When the knife is about to hit, the dust is stirred by the wind of the knife and gently swings away. Zhang is afraid that he will miss it.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ping sighed secretly. He really had no strength and he would miss. He put away the knife and stood, looking at the dust, waiting for it to bring disaster to him.

Now is the eighth heavenly tribulation that Zhang is afraid of surviving. Remembering the heavenly tribulations that he has just survived, he curses in his heart. The heavenly tribulations should look like heavenly tribulations, even if it means giving me a wordless heavenly book. You can guess, but it’s like this now, with everyone not knowing what to say. What’s it like?

Just scolding. I always had to brace myself to look at the shiny dust, but after looking at it for a long time, the dust was motionless and just emitted light. And as time passed, the light became brighter and brighter.

Although the dust changed, Zhang was afraid of being powerless, so he could only watch and wait until the disaster came.

A hundred meters away, the dust was still getting brighter, and the light was getting brighter and brighter. When it was bright and dazzling, it suddenly exploded, and the fine dust became much larger.

Zhang Ai was confused. What was this? But he didn't dare to let down his guard and continued to observe carefully.

After the dust exploded in the distance, it became larger in size. When the dust explodes, it is still dust. Each dust particle becomes smaller, but when many dust particles are put together, they are much larger than the previous dust particle. After these dusts appeared, they slowly gathered together. After a while, they gathered together again. At this time, because of the gathering of these dusts, the surrounding dust also gathered together.

The dust gathered tighter and tighter. From a distance, it looked like a pebble, much larger than the dust. At this moment, the pebble exploded again, blasting the dust further, and then gathered again, until it was extremely tight. when it exploded again. After repeating this process several times, the bright dust was no longer there, and what appeared a hundred meters away was a round ball the size of a house.

The ball is still filled with dust, but it has absorbed a lot of stones. When these stones also melted into the ball, the house-sized stone ball became larger again.

Watching the dust turn into stones, and then into stone balls, until now, Zhang was afraid that he still couldn't figure out what those piles of rotten stones wanted to do. So I could only watch.

An hour passed so quickly, and the constantly exploding boulder opposite finally stopped exploding, and instead turned into a small star, spinning gently, absorbing dust in the starry sky.

Because it was too huge, Zhang was afraid that he had been forced to retreat a long distance, and continued to watch the planet that appeared bizarrely out of nothing. This planet is a Death Star, without any breath of life and not suitable for any life to survive.

However, because the planet exploded again and again, a lot of gas was released, forming a thick gas layer to protect the Death Star.

Zhang Wei felt very strange. Could this be the origin of the stars?

While I was thinking about it, the star exploded again. This time, the fragmentation was particularly violent and very clean. Even the outer air layer of the ball and the dust and stones on the ball were all blown into the distance. Big and small stones, Or countless dust, scattered in the starry sky again, not much different from before they appeared.

Zhang Ai looked at it blankly and couldn't understand. Could this also be a natural disaster?

When the planet exploded and dissipated, it never came together again. Zhang was afraid to wait for a while to confirm that the planet would not appear again, and then hurriedly sat down cross-legged to meditate. There are so many things that we can’t understand. No matter when, it’s important to save our lives. No matter when, we should abandon the problems we don’t understand and seize the time to practice.

But just as he sat down, a white-robed Taoist walked out of the starry sky leisurely. He was a little taller than Zhang Wei. He casually came to stand in front of him, with a slight sneer on his face, and asked softly: "Do you understand? ?”

Do you understand? What do you understand? That transformation from bright dust to star? Zhang was afraid that he didn't understand for a moment, so he raised his head and asked, "Who are you?"

Judging from the height of this man, he shouldn't be a god. Could it be that he is a dummy transformed from a catastrophe?

The white-robed Taoist chuckled and said, "That means you didn't understand?" It was still a question, and it still had a cold tone, which made people feel uncomfortable. Zhang Awei hesitated and said: "You are asking about the change from nothing to something, and from something to nothing?"

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