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"The first Taixue Dao Heavenly Tribulation!"
In the void, a stream of purple air gradually gathered and turned into a dragon shape.
Like a thunderbolt, the purple dragon roared towards Bu Feifan.
Bu Feifan slightly closed his eyes, letting the first purple long dragon bombard him.
After a burst of raging, Bu Feifan was unscathed, except that his clothes were completely torn under the baptism of the purple dragon.
And the purple long dragon finally dissipated slowly as if it had exhausted all its strength.
Just like that, those little streamers merged into Bu Feifan's body.
Bu Feifan let out a sigh of relief, and the aura around him was raised a bit out of thin air.
"Every time you survive a catastrophe, you can baptize yourself. If you can resist all nine catastrophes, it will definitely benefit you more than a little bit!" Bu Feifei's eyes showed joy.
In fact, although a monk can always use many rare treasures to help him escape the catastrophe, such an effect will never be as good as resisting it himself, because only if he personally resists the catastrophe after another, the fate of the catastrophe can be changed. able to replenish itself.
"The second way is coming!"
Bu Feifan watched the purple dragon gradually forming in the sky, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance.
This time the purple dragon is much stronger than last time!
Rao is extraordinary, and silently chanted "Swordsman" to transform a three-foot sword!
Outside the formation, Hua Xiaogu stood in the formation set up by Bu Feifan, resisting stubbornly.
"Why is this formation so difficult?"
"We have been besieged for a long time, and we still don't see the slightest sign that we are about to collapse!"
The Taoist snorted coldly, and cursed: "It must have been laid by the elder Keqing of the Changliu Immortal Sect, the Chess Sage Feng Wuxian. Although his realm is only in the realm of immortals, when it comes to the attainments of chess, I am afraid that there are not many in this world. Individuals can surpass him!"
"Hmph, is it possible that you want to retreat, old man?" The big man said sarcastically, "It's impossible for you to retreat now, after all, I heard that Feng Wuxian is not a master who is willing to suffer, and now he is only two years old. Bone age in his early teens has such strength,
If he finds out about this, I'm afraid we won't have a good life in the future! "
The coquettish woman also said in a deep voice: "That's right, now we have no retreat, we can only succeed, not fail!"
"Of course I know!" The Taoist snorted angrily.
"Even if it's a holy-level formation, we can't break it, but after all, the strength of the people who set up the formation is only in the realm of immortals. As long as we keep attacking, we can always consume the energy in it!"
Holding the Eye of Delusion in her hand, the coquettish woman became even more excited, and quickly said: "The vision inside is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid the strange horse is about to descend!"
"Great, we have to work harder!"
During the formation, Bu Feifan looked at the purple dragon gradually forming in the sky, and was also quite vigilant.
"This is already the Seventh Dao Xue Dao Heavenly Tribulation, and this power is already equivalent to a full blow from the peak of the Celestial Immortal!"
After Bu Feifan blocked this move with his sword again, he also felt a little tired.
However, just as Bu Feifan was about to take a breath, another even more terrifying power gathered again.
The interval between the two Taixue Dao Heavenly Tribulations was only a few breaths, and Bu Feifei didn't even have a chance to take a rest.
Moreover, one is several times stronger than one!
It is equivalent to a full blow in the realm of Xuanxian!
Rao Bu Feifan didn't dare to take it too seriously, the poem of "seeking the devil" was silently recited in Bu Feifan's heart, and the aura of the mysterious realm rose impressively.
The giant dragon arrived in an instant, turning into a stream of light in the shadow of the sword.
"The last one!"
This time, a phantom directly condensed in the purple mighty river.
The huge purple dragon was looking down majestically in the sky, his eyes full of arrogance.
"This catastrophe seems to have a spirit?" Bu Feifan was also quite surprised.
A sound of dragon chant came from the sky, shaking the whole ground in an instant.
"bring it on!"
Bu Feifan yelled loudly, and raised the three-foot sword in his hand far away, and the awe-inspiring Wen Qi formed a phantom in the sword dance.
The phantom gradually grew five eagle claws, and the whole body was covered with golden scales!
Five-clawed golden dragon!
The purple giant dragon and the five-clawed golden dragon bit together at once, and the two terrifying powers were constantly twisting in the sky.
Bu Feifan also sighed in relief, this sword is already the final blow!
Woohoo!
Only a roar was heard, and the five-clawed golden dragon bit the tail of the purple giant dragon, and a stream of light instantly entered Bu Feifan's body.
The feeling of exhaustion disappeared immediately, and Bu Feifei's eyes were full of light.
And the purple giant dragon was finally engulfed by the five-clawed golden dragon transformed by the sword shadow, turned into streamers of light, and turned into Bu Feifan's body!
"ah!"
A majestic literary energy poured into Bu Feifan's Wen Palace, and this kind of carefree feeling just made up for the previous loss, and the comfortable Bu Feifan sighed.
"Tai Xue Dao's catastrophe has passed!"
Bu Feifan slowly opened his eyes, and his consciousness expanded a lot.
"Huh?" Bu Feifan, who had improved just now, frowned slightly. Although he was in the formation, at this moment he could already feel that there seemed to be some changes outside the formation.
"not good!"
Bu Feifan thought of Hua Xiaogu who was outside the formation, and suddenly turned pale with shock.
Putting away the large formation under his feet, the scene outside the withered soul forest came into view.
Several people surrounded Hua Xiaogu's formation, and at this moment the defensive formation he had set up earlier was already crumbling.
Hua Xiaogu is still struggling to stick to the formation, even though many moves have attacked her through the formation.
"What!" The big man was startled, looking at Bu Feifan who came out and the barrenness behind him.
The coquettish woman exclaimed: "How is this possible? Isn't there a rare treasure born? Why is there such a barrenness behind this person?"
A trace of killing intent flashed in the Taoist's eyes, and he sneered, "It must be on this person!"
"I know him! He is Feng Wuxian from the Changliu Immortal Sect!"
The Taoist's face softened a lot in an instant, and he said lightly: "That's good, I still think it's the painting of the immortal Zunbai, if it's a chess master in the realm of heaven, we can still solve it!"
"Master"
In the formation, Hua Xiaogu sat on the ground weakly, and said softly: "It's all because of Xiaogu"
A monstrous killing intent instantly enveloped the entire Withered Soul Forest, and the lifeless vegetation seemed to be in fear.
A chill rose from everyone's spine.
"You all must die!" Bu Feifan said coldly! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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