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Chapter 312 Zixiao Tianlei, Heaven is ruthless(2/2)

But at least we can find precedents in ancient books.

However, the catastrophe above his head did not give Feng Bingwen too much time to think. A bright starlight fell from the sky, drew a beautiful arc, and accurately hit Feng Bingwen's shoulder.

Quietly, a transparent hole appeared on Feng Bingwen's shoulder, from which one could even see crystal clear jade bones and moist flesh.

The stars are extinguished!

The terrifying power, even now that Feng Bingwen has broken through and become a genuine Golden Elixir monk, there is no way he can accept it without taking precautions. His body, which has been tempered for thousands of times, is as if it is made of paper.

But from this, Feng Bingwen saw the terrifying recovery ability of the body at this time. The crystal jade bones were growing, and the flesh and blood were also regenerating crazily. A wound that was enough to abolish the ability of ordinary people to work was only a few seconds.

After a while, it was completely healed, not even a single scar was left.

But such a purely destructive calamity made Feng Bingwen truly feel the horror of the heavenly calamity at this time. This is the test of heaven for the immortal cultivators. Either the immortal cultivators are playing tricks, or if they are not careful, they will be the masters of famous families.

The genius of Pai also met the end of death.

If that terrifying constellation light had just fallen on his forehead, Feng Bingwen might have died directly.

call out!

Another bright starlight fell from the sky. Feng Bingwen tried to dodge, but the moment the light fell, it was destined to fall on Feng Bingwen. Although the Five Elements Escape Technique was very wonderful, it was not enough to avoid the light.

.

As a last resort, Feng Bingwen once again summoned the Zihuan Dragon Armor, and began to use the power of the magical weapon to resist the calamity light like a real tribulation survivor, because this round of tribulation was full of strong destructive properties, and there was no such thing as

A little chance to temper.

Moreover, the set of immortal armor owned by Feng Bingwen was made by an extremely wealthy Dragon Lord. When this Dragon Lord cast this set of armor, he never thought about giving it to others, so in terms of materials

, try your best, without any grudge.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen was able to withstand the eighth heavenly tribulation with the help of his gorgeous Zihuan Dragon Armor. However, after the bright and magnificent starry sky dissipated, this dragon armor was full of pits and even small cracks.

emerge.

Feng Bingwen couldn't care less about this set of armor that had the potential to become an immortal weapon. The ninth catastrophe, which was the last catastrophe, had already begun to brew in the sky.

The movement caused by it also caused Feng Bingwen's complexion to change drastically, because even with all his vision, he could not see the edge of the catastrophe, which was collapsing towards the center.

A wisp of purple meaning that frightened him loomed in the center of the catastrophe. Although it had not fallen yet, the pressure it brought to Feng Bingwen made Feng Bingwen feel like his soul was dying.

If he could hide, Feng Bingwen must have used his best escape method at this moment to escape from this place. Unfortunately, this was a natural disaster. Even if he tried his best to escape to the ends of the earth, he still couldn't escape.

Purple Sky Thunder!

Different from the previous catastrophes that were so large in scale that even a starry sky evolved, when the ninth catastrophe fell, there was only a thin one, but this small one was full of purple meaning and dazzling.

"Gan!"

Feng Bingwen only had time to curse. The Zihuan Dragon Armor that helped him withstand the eighth heavenly tribulation exploded directly under the divine thunder of the same color as Feng Bingwen, and Feng Bingwen's body also exploded.

Exploded.

Blackened flesh and blood mixed with broken bones disintegrated in the air. The originally majestic figure fell directly from mid-air and landed straight on the sea. Following a wave several feet high, it sank directly into the water.

"master!"

Screams sounded almost at the same moment, and several figures rushed to the place where Feng Bingwen fell into the sea. The fastest among them was a golden figure, and when he pulled Feng Bingwen from the sea

When he picked it up, he found a figure standing in front of him.

"Well, he's not dead!"

Zhao Junxian, who rushed over, took a closer look at his disciple, whose chest had been penetrated but still had a slight trace of vitality left. His tense mind immediately relaxed, and his expression did not change at all.

"Tell your master to come and look for me when he wakes up!"

After saying these words, Zhao Junxian did not wait for the response from the uneasy transparent golden ape, and stepped out. Infinite golden light weaved under his feet, turning into a smooth road to the sky, and he left the Zhanmeng Islands directly.

"yes!"

It was not until Zhao Junxian left that Jin Yuan, who was frightened by his momentum, realized it and responded hurriedly. Then his eyes fell on the extremely miserable old man who was held in his arms.

"How is the master?"

A slender and pretty figure flapped its black wings and descended from the sky, but her face that should have been indifferent was full of nervousness.

"Not dead!"

Sun Yuansheng recounted it truthfully, and such an answer naturally aroused dissatisfaction.

"Hozen! What are you talking about?"

"I'm not wrong. Moreover, these words were not said by me, but by my master's master."

"Oh, that's okay!"
Chapter completed!
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