A fairy is a fairy.
There is a monstrous divine power in one thought, and the immortal wind is infinite.
Dao bones were self-forming.
Although this Immortal Jiang Chi wasn't a true Immortal in the true sense of the word, and his life level had metamorphosed, the true mana in his body hadn't completely transformed into Immortal Yuan mana.
Although this immortal of his was only formed in a lower level like this on the Dou Qi Continent, it had to be said that he was still very strong.
So he didn't need to worry too much at all.
Layer after layer of boundaries were laid out as if they were for free, and anyway, with the treasure armor pocketing the bottom, the strength of his flesh that he himself possessed from years of cultivation, and the uselessness of magic treasures like the Evil Sword and the Binding Rope, he could naturally squander his true mana.
As long as he could block the 9,981 thunderstorms, it would be better than anything else.
On the Dao Sect.
Xiao Yan and Pill Dust and the others looked at the Jiang Xiao in the sky and were worried, Jiang Xiao was their spiritual pillar.
Behind them, there were two people who were silently standing side by side.
It was the once Ancient Clan's Gu Yuan, as well as the Soul Heavenly Emperor of the Soul Clan, who looked at Jiang lacking to become an Immortal, they were ten thousand complicated.
Ever since they had learned what immortal cultivation was, they had wanted to try to cultivate more than once.
But the qualifications were all too poor.
Because of the introduction of the Dao of Immortality books to the Dao of Immortality, they knew more about the Dao of Immortality.
They also felt more and more that the cultivation method of Dou Qi was only a very crude method, although it had also proliferated to its peak.
Compared to the true Immortal Dao of Eternal Life, the cultivation of dou qi was nothing.
Although in the end, one could also become strong and ask for supremacy in general, it would still take an unknown number of years to achieve it at that time.
The Dao of Immortality, however, was different.
The dual cultivation of sexual destiny meant that those who cultivated Immortality could have a very long survival from a time when their realm was not high.
Both Gu Yuan and the Soul Heaven Emperor looked enviously at Jiang Qian, a man who was very powerful and unexpected.
His strength was transcendent and his immortal might was enough to calm the heavens.
"I don't know when we will be able to cultivate to become immortal."
The two of them had different thoughts, and neither of them had any thoughts of revenge now, but when Jiang Jiang could keep them alive and allow them to cultivate the Dao of Immortality, they had the means to check and balance it.
Both Gu Yuan and the Soul Heaven Emperor knew this in their hearts.
It was just that there were some things he didn't dare to say.
The mood also became more and more complicated, ugly as it was, how difficult it was to become an immortal.
It was only after they truly stepped into the threshold of immortal cultivation that they realized that the Immortal Dao required such high qualifications.
High in the void.
Jiang Ji was still continuing to face the rolling incoming seven-colored thunderbolts, watching as a thunderbolt was blown to smithereens, watching as the power of those thunderbolts swept the boundary away.
His facial skin twitched slightly, "Is it already this powerful, my boundary can't even block it, it's a bit too terrifying."
Thinking about it made his brain hurt.
At least he was an immortal.
To be bullied by a thunder tribulation.
Essentially lightning tribulation was a test for immortal cultivators, but it was a dead thing.
So being bullied by a dead thing, he felt bad.
"It's fortunate that dozens of thunder tribulations have already fallen, so the next step is just to start slowly."
Jiang Xiao continued to mumble, "He doesn't know what's about to happen, but knows what he should do, the thunder tribulation is terrifying to the extreme, but I'm an immortal."
There should be pride belonging to Immortals.
Jiang Ji's gloomy face, coldly said, "Immortal is originally supreme, it is the highest, at least in the Dou Qi Continent I am invincible, so I should be able to mobilize some of the power in the Dou Qi Continent."
For example, borrowing the origin from this world with the aid of the Dao Sect.
It might be possible to resist this thunderstorm.
With a thought, the palm of the hand grasped towards the void, and golden light suddenly flew out from Jiang Liao's hand.
That terrifying power struck away in the blink of an eye.
It also called out to people to be horrified.
This kind of power was no longer something that an ordinary person could deal with.
"As expected, my guess was correct, the origin has indeed been collected."
Jiang Chi looked overjoyed, "Next, I only need to use these origin to set up the boundary, the power that the precious armor will endure will be much easier."
He was ten thousand times more excited.
With a wave of his palm, golden light spread in the air above his head, forming a circle of rippling boundaries.
The light was ten thousand feet.
It tumbled up in a moment.
Rather, Jiang Qiao saw a lot of possibilities that this World Origin was the source that made up the functioning of a world, just like the hard drive resources needed for a computer.
This energy was even stronger than his true essence mana.
So the boundary used to set up was also very resistant to creation, and one or two thunderbolts had not blown open.
This state lasted for seven days and nights.
The speed of the thunderstorm wasn't fast, but there was no pattern to it either, it was as fast or slow as it wanted to be, and it was as powerful as it wanted to be.
Jiang Ji looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "Seventy streaks, I've actually resisted this much.
The remaining eleven dao should be the strongest, and I should be able to survive with a few bites.
However, I can't borrow the original source anymore, my body's true essence mana is basically half consumed, and the defense of my precious armor has been worn down quite a bit, so it's really hard to say if the remaining eleven dao will be able to resist."
He was a little embarrassed.
He couldn't estimate whether the next one would be enough to resist that terrifying power, but if it failed wouldn't it be a fierce blow to the face.
Still, it couldn't be panned.
The mood was a bit strange.
"Eleven Dao, it's hard."
Jiang Ji frowned, secretly saying, "With the state of the precious armor, at most I can still resist eight or nine dao is the limit, I can no longer continue to set up the boundary.
Then the remaining few dao, do I need to use my physical body to resist them?"
It was probably such an outcome.
But such an outcome was not what he wanted to see, not what he wanted to think, in case his flesh body couldn't resist, wouldn't it be bad.
With such thoughts, he suddenly looked ugly.
But the one who ultimately made the decision was not him, but the thunderstorm above the black clouds of the Nine Heavens.
It would have to be resisted if it were to fall.
Whether it would fall or not would be another story.
At that moment, Jiang Xiao had no choice but to use his precious armor to resist it first.
It was just as he had predicted.
After the nine thunderbolts fell, his armor also went directly to waste, becoming a pile of scrap metal.
The golden light was no longer there, and the glow ended dimly.
Like scales, pieces fell off Jiang Di's body.
It fell like mortal iron.
It also called for laughter and tears, while Jiang Chi muttered, "There are still three left, the last three and the most powerful, so what should I do next."
Use the physical body to resist these three thunderbolts?
It was probably the only way, otherwise how could he have succeeded.
"Flesh resistance is flesh resistance."
Once he clenched his teeth, Jiang Chi said, "Now I have no choice, the Evil Sword is an attacking magic weapon and the Binding Rope is only a trapping magic weapon, these two things cannot help me against the thunderstorm for now, the rest will have to be resisted by myself.
It's a blessing not a curse, there's no avoiding it."
The worst thing that could happen was that he would be a good man again in eighteen years.
He, Jiang Sheng, had taken a deathly attitude and treated that dead horse as if it were alive.
Maybe there was a chance of success.
Three paths remained.
The first one had a chance to be carried through, and the second one should be fine if he bit the bullet.
As for the last one.
He could only pray that the heavens would spare him this time for the sake of the fact that it wasn't easy for him to cultivate immortality.
Otherwise, that one would be the hardest.
"Let's take two first."
Looking at the lightning tribulation that had already attacked, Jiang Chi's facial skin twitched viciously, "This one is very unusual, it's truly terrifying, but I'm afraid that it's not enough to kill me, Jiang Someone."
He, Jiang Ji, was at least a Human Immortal.
The thunder came when it said it would, and no one could stop it.
Even as a Human Immortal, he couldn't order the thunder tribulation not to land.
The thunder tribulation that crushed down in a moment rolled down and struck, landing fiercely over Jiang Kou's head.
It carried a momentum that pierced through the heavens and earth, as if it was going to directly crush Jiang Di to pieces.
A tingling sensation came over him, making his whole body shiver as if he were convulsing.
A little shocked.
It was as if the souls of the dead were rising.
The power almost electrocuted him, and he could vaguely smell gusts of flesh up.
He was most appalled, a face that was simply difficult to calm down.
It turned out that the thunderstorm was still so powerful, it was not what he had thought.
Immortals couldn't even carry it.
Another one fell, and it was the terrifying nature of this thunder tribulation that shocked him.
It was so terrifying.
Jiang Ji couldn't help but swallow his saliva as his entire body shifted with a golden light and also fell from midair.
The bit of residual true essence mana in his body was also exhausted as well, and his entire body twitched like a spasm under the electric current.
It was as if it was going to draw over at any moment.
Jiang Ji was incomparably distressed, an old face complex, "There is still one last thunderstorm that hasn't fallen, this one is the most terrifying, if I'm not careful, I might have to be electrocuted into ashes to go."
It was terrifying to think about him.
This seemed a bit difficult.
What should be done.
"Now that I've been severely injured, my organs are all electric, and even the control of my body is extremely weak under the electric current, what am I supposed to do with the next last thunderstorm."
He was very cryptic.
But it couldn't be slowed down, the thunder on the void wouldn't slow down.
It smashed down in the next moment after the falling Jiang Di, calling those of the Dao Sect to be alarmed.
Couldn't even the Ancestor Master survive the thunderstorm.
Wouldn't no one be able to survive it.
Wouldn't the future path of the Immortal Dao be cut off as well?
They instantly associate these.
Just as everyone was contemplating, the last thunderbolt also swiftly broke through the air and landed on Jiang Xiao in the blink of an eye.
It slapped him hard on the ground, while also smashing a deep crater as if it was about to hit something.
Before Jiang Hou had even slowed down, he only felt his consciousness sink and was about to fall out of breath.
"No, I can't fall, once I fall it's very likely that I'll fall forever."
He was well aware of the current situation, he should have been blasted to death by this last thunderbolt.
Couldn't feel any pain, that was already numb.
Nor could he feel anything strange, it was that his body was no longer listening to his commands and his consciousness was about to fall into a deep sleep.
The power of the last thunderstorm poured into his entire body, causing his flesh to almost be blown to slag, almost disarmed.
Already flesh and blood were blurred.
If not for his own strength, if not for the speed of his cultivation, he would probably be gone by now.
What a pity.
Just what else could he do nowadays.
A little stunned, Jiang Ji continued to comfort himself, "Fortunately, I can still think about things now, which means that I haven't completely lost my consciousness, and as long as I can wake up, this thunderstorm is considered to be over.
Just how should I wake up."
He had no experience and no master to teach him.
Everything depended on the blind, it was touching the rocks to cross the river.
The slightest mistake could end it.
How can this be.
The outside world.
Everyone up and down the Dao Sect ran over, all startled, and they didn't know if Jiang Xiao was still alive.
One thunderstorm was so terrifying, if more thunderstorms weren't more difficult to cross.
The variation also quietly arose.