Diary of a Sturdy Immortal

Then came the second and third items. The fire-preparing beads instantly shattered into dregs.

The hellfire immediately surrounded Chu Yunyan.

Chu Yunyan: Did I get a fake fire-avoiding bead?

The demon cultivators and monks watching outside asked: Is that the legendary fire-preventing bead? So fragile!

The hellfire burned directly on Chu Yunyan's body and burned her soul at the same time.

"Hiss! Ah~~~"

Chu Yunyan's soul was burned as red as a shrimp.

"Damn it, why is this purgatory thunder and fire so powerful? This is a rhythm that will hurt me to death!"

Qing Yue: "Didn't I tell you that Purgatory Thunder Fire is the Divine Soul?"

"You told me earlier! Lend me Eggshell to hide in!"

Qingyue's face turned blue silently, she was the real fish in the pond at this time.

If she dared to run out, the lightning would definitely count her down and strike her down as well, but if she didn't go out, she would be affected by the hellfire again.

"Eggshells are useless against the hellfire of purgatory thunder and fire. They can't stop it at all. You'd better ask for blessings. Isn't there a saying among you cultivators that true gold is not afraid of fire?"

"But I'm not gold, I'm a human! Ah~~~~!"

The monks outside couldn't help but tremble when they heard her shrill screams. The Purgatory Thunder Fire really didn't want this female cultivator to successfully escape the tribulation.

"Why did she scream so miserably!"

Ye Landaojun was still a little worried about Chu Yunyan at this time.

"The hellfire of the thunder and fire of purgatory burns the consciousness!"

Hearing what Taoist Yanqi said, Taojun Ye Lan couldn't help but shudder.

"Then, isn't Master Ziyan's soul being burned by the thunder?"

"It can also be said to be refining. As long as she can survive it, her soul will make a qualitative leap. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is directly equivalent to the early stage of soul transformation!"

Taoist Yanqi looked solemnly at Chu Yunyan who was going through the calamity below, but he didn't know if she could survive this calamity.

Ye Landaojun was also worried, thinking that fortunately when he was going through the tribulation, he was just going through an ordinary thunder tribulation.

At this time, the seventh tribulation thunder did not allow Chu Yunyan to prepare, and directly gathered into two thigh-thick silver tribulation thunders and struck down.

Put all your attention on resisting the calcining consciousness of hell fire, and don't worry about the outside world.

The silver tribulation thunder directly shattered all the lightning rods she had arranged, and then another tribulation thunder kept falling, directly chopping Chu Yunyan into a burnt human stick.

Chu Yunyan: God is going to kill me!

Ye Feng silently huddled in a corner and was secretly glad that his master did not use himself to block the lightning disaster, otherwise he would not be able to break into two sections?

It wasn't that Chu Yunyan didn't want to use the red flame knife and other magic weapons to resist, but her consciousness was almost cooked. The unprecedented pain made her confused. How could she remember to use the magic weapons to block it?

Just when she was confused, she thought of Little Starfire.

Damn it, it's all fire, and Starfire is on her side anyway.

Then he took out the little Xinghuo who was sleeping against the fire root from his dantian.

As soon as the little spark reached Chu Yunyan's sea of ​​consciousness, the sparks immediately lit up. Sparkling Fire was a skill engraved in his bones, and it emitted all at once. Although it was weak, it made Chu Yunyan feel a little cool.

Then, without her command, the little spark suddenly lit up several degrees like a child who had eaten candy, and then the whole spark directly swallowed up all the hellfire on Chu Yunyan's soul.

Chu Yunyan finally took a breath.

The remaining Hellfire was also chased and devoured by Little Starfire.

Naturally, people outside didn't know what happened in her consciousness. What they saw was that the female cultivator was split into a black figure by lightning. She was probably dead.

Without looking at the thunder calamity, he waved his sleeves and did not take away any clouds. He walked away cleanly and neatly. It was obvious that he had already killed the female cultivator below. Otherwise, how could he have stopped?

For a while, no one went up to investigate. They were waiting to see if there would be rain or visions coming next. If not, it would be certain that she had failed to escape the tribulation.

If so, it means that the tribulation has been successfully overcome.

Chu Mo didn't say how embarrassed he was at this time. He even didn't wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. He was also nervously looking at the burnt black shape object below.

"Did she fail to escape the tribulation?"

Both the demon cultivator and the Taoist cultivator were curious, so they did not continue to fight, but just observed the shape of the dark humanoid object below.

Her consciousness had been refined by hellfire for so long. As soon as she gained clarity, she could clearly feel that her consciousness was much more condensed than before. Now it is probably not much different from the soul of a monk in the early stages of assimilating the god.

At this moment, when I put my consciousness outside my body to check, I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth.

"hiss!"

Only when she twitched her mouth did she realize that her body had been split into this horrible shape by the thunder.

And the moment her consciousness was released outside her body, visions immediately appeared around her, and sweet rain also fell along with it.

At the moment when the sweet rain fell, the demonic cultivators used magic weapons to resist it. The monks were in a good mood. They had been seriously injured in the previous battle with the demonic cultivators, but now the injuries on their bodies were healed almost instantly by the sweet rain.

While Demon Lord Peiyu sacrificed his magic treasure to resist the falling rain, he also sacrificed his own demon sword and headed towards Chu Yunyan.

Taoist Master Yanqi saw him move and his body moved in a flash. For a moment, the demon cultivators and the cultivators of the cultivators grew stronger.

The extra god-transforming demon cultivator headed directly towards Chu Yunyan. His idea was simple.

The world of immortal cultivation must not allow such a future spiritual monk to exist, so it must be killed before she matures.

Chu Yunyan's body was now moistened by the sweet rain. Her originally charred and dry body was gradually recovering, and she had no ability to withstand the attack of the God-Transforming Demon Lord.

The God-Transforming Demon Lord was about to attack in front of her. Qing Yue's figure flashed beside her, her green robe automatically moving without wind.

With a wave of both hands, a huge black and white eggshell protected Chu Yunyan in the middle. Then she changed the techniques in her hands, and with her wave of hands, all the rain scattered in a radius of hundreds of miles turned into water dragons and converged towards Chu Yunyan.

The silver-white water dragon transformed from Gan Lin rotated around Chu Yunyan in the air. Surrounding her were two black and white eggshells, like a huge white lotus blooming in the darkness.

The monks who were absorbing the rain around them scrambled to open their eyes because the rain around them had disappeared.

The head of a water dragon descended towards Chu Yunyan, and for a moment the rain came towards Chu Yunyan, forming a huge egg and wrapping her in it.

When the attacking demon cultivator saw this, he could only turn his sword and head towards Chu Mo.

Those nectars are spiritual liquids that appear only when Taoist cultivators advance. He, a demon cultivator, would plunge into the spiritual energy pool. Isn’t he mentally ill?

Chu Yunyan, who was wrapped in the sweet rain, was in pain and happy at the same time. Her bones, flesh and muscles had been baptized by thunder and lightning, and then wrapped in a large amount of spiritual fluid, and were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.