What If I Can’t Die?

When Song Shi condensed the chaotic body in the chaotic pool, he used the source of divine power in it, and by the way, raised his cultivation to a perfect state, even comparable to immortals to a certain extent. So when he was consolidating his realm, he successfully sensed the call of the fairy world. It was a law in the dark, he only needed to follow the law to trigger the Ascension Tribulation, and after success, he could open the immortal gate and be led to the immortal world. When he came to the void, Song Shi calmly released his mana and began to cross the tribulation. Huh~ In an instant, the wind was surging, and the thunderclouds in the void that were originally blue and clean emerged, and the sky and the earth suddenly went dark. Between the heaven and the earth, a tyrannical wind rolled up. The ancestor of the Ji family who rushed over after hearing the news appeared. Seeing this scene, his expression changed, and fear appeared in his eyes. He hurriedly stopped approaching, worried that he would be affected by the Ascension Tribulation. He looked at the back that was still calm and calm in front of Wanli Leiyun, and said with emotion: "Brother Song, I really admire you. You will become a fairy at a young age." You drink." Song Shi said calmly. "Hehe, okay, the old man has to work harder, try his best to overcome the calamity and become a fairy." Patriarch Ji stroked his beard and smiled. "Old man, I won't bother you anymore. I will take care of your relatives and friends." After speaking, he stepped back a little and observed carefully. It is rare to see grand events such as ascension and crossing the catastrophe. It is not likely to be seen once in a hundred thousand years in the mysterious spirit world. You can gain a lot of experience by watching. stop! A starlight descended from the sky, revealing the Ten Thousand Stars Sword Emperor. He didn't say anything, but saluted Song Shi and the ancestor of the Ji family from a distance, and then stood quietly to observe. The thunder cloud continued to brew, and a strange wind appeared beside Song Shi first, which contained the power of a thousand cuts and blew into the pores of his body, including the power of the law of wind. "Corrosing Bone Tianfeng, it's a good time to come, help me temper the chaotic body." Song Shi chuckled, not only not afraid of this special wind disaster, but opened his mouth to swallow it, introduced it into the body, and began to temper the body with the wind. The patriarch of the Ji family and the Wanxing Sword Emperor twitched their faces. They felt the wind hurt their bodies from a long distance away, and this one actually inhaled this thing into his body to quench his body. Feng Jie did not pose any threat to Song Shi, but instead helped him stimulate the potential of the chaotic body and gained a lot of benefits. When the wind calamity was about to stop, a crimson flame fell from the sky, like magma falling on Song Shi's body, and some fell on the ground, easily forming a lake of magma, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​flames. Song Shi's whole body was on fire, and he curled his lips. He has been practicing Yang attribute exercises. Even if chaos is the main method, the law of life is the most powerful among the single laws, but the way of fire is not bad. "It's just for me to strengthen the law of fire that I just condensed." He opened his mouth and swallowed the power of fire calamity, making the natural calamity of this attribute consume almost as fast as the wind calamity. At this time, other monks began to be attracted by the movement of Heavenly Tribulation. Because the sky was full of flames, I couldn't see the scene of Song Shikou swallowing the wind and absorbing the fire with his own eyes. The catastrophe continues. The Immortal Tribulation is longer than the ordinary Heavenly Tribulation, and it seems to test whether the Ascensionist's foundation is deep or not. It took more than a day for the catastrophe of wind and fire alone, and this is still the situation where Song Shi took the initiative to swallow the catastrophe. If he blindly resisted, it would take longer. When the next day was approaching, Song Shi finally ended the catastrophe. Among the dark clouds in the sky, amidst the rumbling sound, the thunder that has been brewing for a long time has turned into thunder dragons swimming in the dark clouds, and the destructive aura is permeating. The sky and the earth suddenly lit up, and thunder calamity began to descend. A simple but domineering white thunder thundered instantly. Song Shi made a formula, a lotus flower bloomed, and the law of life in it circulated, easily receiving the thunder disaster. "The power is not as terrible as it was when it was targeted by the Heavenly Demon Realm, but it is at the level when it can threaten the perfect Mahayana." Feeling the attack level of the first thunder tribulation, he looked up at the sky: "It should be improved a lot in the future." Quickly, the second thunderbolt fell and was smashed by Song Shi's punch. Seeing Song Shi catch the sky thunder with his bare hands, the monks watching were a little dumbfounded. "It's too fierce." "His physical body looks more terrifying than a magic weapon. I really don't know how to cultivate it." I'm afraid it's comparable to a fairy.

""This kind of person can't become a fairy, who else can become a fairy?" "The monks who watched the catastrophe talked a lot. Although Song Shi didn't inform himself in advance that he was going to cross the catastrophe, the movement of the ascension catastrophe was really too big. After more than a day, many big monks came around one after another. They didn't know that Song Shi had recently One person wiped out an army of demons, and it still stays on Song Shi's record of killing the main force of the demon army in Beixuan Continent and helping them defeat the army. In the discussion, Song Shi was completely shrouded in thunder clouds, and a large number of thunderstorms The robbery smashed the nearby ground over and over again. The original white thunder turned into silver, and in the silver thunder, gold began to emerge, and the power was even more terrifying. After the silver thunder landed, the power increased to easily kill When the Mahayana was completed, Song Shi no longer simply resisted, but directly bathed in the thunder, tempering his body with the help of the thunder. At the same time, he stared at a trace of golden thunder in the thunder cloud, his eyes bright. "Refining this broken gold god thunder , My Thunder Law can rise to another level. "He murmured in his heart, Zhenjun Hualei's Dao of Thunder can refine the Nine Heavens into Thunder for his own use. This kind of broken gold god thunder is quite powerful, and can easily threaten Xianjun. Only a little bit of brewing can pose a threat to the immortal level. It should be a unique test that evolved from the realization that his strength is too strong. If it weren't for the chaotic body and the life fairy body, he really wouldn't dare to think about it After all, Xianjun Hualei dared to refine when he was at the peak of his life. Boom! The silver thunder dragons seem to have life falling, Song Shi still picks them up with his body, smashes them with a punch, and then induces the thunder to quench the body, using the thunder He was constantly blasted down by the powerful thunder force, and eventually his body was scorched black, his expression was disconcerted, and he was even injured. But as the law of life flowed, the chaotic light filled the air, and his injuries would heal quickly. He is like a human figure that can be constantly repaired Divine Soldier, with the four laws engraved on his body, constantly resisting the thunder calamity. As the thunder calamity fell, it shocked the monks around him, and at the same time, the power in the calamity cloud continued to be consumed. In the end, only the most powerful one was left. This is a unique thunderbolt shimmering with golden brilliance. The power contained in it is enough to make the gods look pale. It paused for a moment, as if it was giving Song Shi a breath, and then fell down. It expanded again, and the terrifying explosion energy rolled up the dust in the sky, and the whole earth was cracked for thousands of miles, like spider webs. After the thunder, the world was quiet, and the thunder cloud lost its voice and lost its strength in trembling. The smoke began to dissipate. The monks were startled, subconsciously held their breath, and stared at the huge pit. Such a terrible blow, this existence that has never used external assistance from the beginning to the end, can resist it?