I Have a Luck Altar Chapter 715

Chapter 715 Become a Yang God! !

"Boom!!"

The terrifying power of thunder, carrying a power several times more terrifying than the eighth level of thunder, crashed down from the nine heavens, as if it had turned into a world.

Chen Yuan's eyes were solemn, and he quickly mobilized all his strength. The powerful vitality of heaven and earth swept across, and suddenly he punched, directly hitting the tribulation thunder that descended.

In an instant, the thunder burst and turned into a sea of purple thunder, stretching between heaven and earth.

The turbulent power was scattered on Chen Yuan's primordial spirit, and the heart-wrenching feeling swept Chen Yuan's heart again, that terrifying power.

It seems to want to wipe him out completely!

With just a thunderbolt, Chen Yuan seemed to collapse directly, and the soul that had just been condensed would have a tendency to collapse, if his soul had not gone through this many experiences.

Even the first thunderbolt couldn't stop it!

The void is distorted and stretches for dozens of miles. The sea area below seems to be transpired at this moment, and the densely packed corpses of fish and shrimp in the sea are all floating up at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, there was the second tribulation thunder.

This time, Jielei, like the last thunderbolt on the eighth level, turned into a blurry figure. Upon closer inspection, it was somewhat similar to Chen Yuan himself.

The two immediately launched a life-and-death slaughter in this void!

"Boom!"

Thunderbolts exploded one after another, and muffled noises spread throughout the world. The endless coercion was on top of the ninth thunder calamity, showing even more terrifying pressure.

Chen Yuan, under pressure, almost collapsed, feeling a trace of real despair.

It was only the fifth thunderbolt, and he felt the pressure of the eighth thunderbolt. The soul was almost collapsed, and it seemed to be annihilated in the sky and the earth in the next moment.

Moro clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze had changed from the previous horror to calmness at this moment. He no longer knew how to face all this with normal emotions.

This can only depend on Chen Yuan's own good fortune.

The ninth stage of thunder tribulation.

The unheard of and unseen ninth thunder tribulation was actually seen by him in his lifetime. He was both pleasantly surprised and disappointed.

Surprisingly, Chen Yuan's talent has already surpassed that Chu Taizu. As long as he does not fall in the future, he will be the most powerful existence in this world.

Desperation is because there is almost no hope of surviving the ninth calamity thunder.

Not to mention Chen Yuan, I am afraid that even if the Chu Taizu was reborn, he would not have a chance to survive this catastrophe, and now it is only the fifth thunderstorm, and his soul has already collapsed.

Now it has been submerged in a sea of purple thunder.

Endless power of thunder is sweeping towards him, trying to annihilate him completely.

Mo Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and even closed his eyes at this moment, unwilling to see Chen Yuan fall in front of him, this was not just his fall alone.

also represents the complete shattering of his hopes.

Donghai, Wudi City, the top of the fairy mountain.

Lu Chengfeng's face was also a bit ugly. The breath of thunder from that far away place made him feel extremely dangerous. The eighth level of thunder is really terrifying!

Yes, he didn't think that the person crossed the ninth stage of thunder calamity.

How could someone be more talented than him?

But he is still a little worried, because even the eighth thunder tribulation, not everyone can survive it, and they will inevitably suffer extremely strong pressure.

Once it fails, it will be the end of the soul flying away.

"I hope it will be successful"

Lu Chengfeng let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't know who the person in the depths of the sea was, and he didn't know whether he had survived this severe thunder disaster, so he could only think in a good direction.

If this person can survive, then he will really have the confidence to face the legendary fairyland.

Dongying, Yagyu clan.

The black-haired young man has been standing here looking in that direction for a long time, his brows are becoming more and more wrinkled, and he has a very bad premonition faintly in his heart.

The existence of the aura is likely to bring disaster to the Yagyu family and even the entire Dongpu.

After meditating for a long time, the young man decided to set off to have a look.

At this time, Chen Yuan is still in the process of crossing the catastrophe. No, to be precise, his soul is in the process of collapsing. Even though his fighting spirit is unyielding, he is still heading for the end of his soul being wiped out.

The ninth level of thunder tribulation is many times stronger than the eighth level!

When Chen Yuan held on, a trace of purple mysterious thunder directly penetrated into his soul, as if trying to wipe him out completely.

But right now.

The Altar of Luck in the depths of consciousness was touched by this tribulation thunder, as if he was angry with the thunder, and a blood-red light instantly shattered the thunder.

The next moment, this **** light directly enveloped Chen Yuan's body.

His body, which was originally collapsing, is gradually healing at this moment, and the weakened breath also gradually begins to rise at this moment!

"It's the Altar of Luck!"

Chen Yuan was startled suddenly, but then he was ecstatic.

Although this luck altar has been with him for some years, he actually doesn't know much about it, and he doesn't have a high sense of existence. Basically, he was awakened passively.

Absolutely no attack.

Unexpectedly, this time, when he was on the verge of death, he was saved once, but why the **** light felt a little familiar, it seemed...

is luck!

It is seven points similar to the luck he charged!

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. With the blood light shrouded, it was almost as if he was brought back to life, and he once again glowed with new vitality.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan's fighting spirit was originally unyielding, but he recovered at this moment. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly charged towards the sixth purple thunder that struck down in the void.

"what!"

Moro opened his eyes suddenly, with surprise on his face unconsciously.

Chen Yuan actually recovered!

He didn't know what else Chen Yuan could do, and he didn't know what his secret was, and he didn't intend to explore Chen Yuan's secret. At this moment, he just wanted to let Chen Yuan survive the ninth thunder disaster.

After several times of experience, I am afraid that Chen Yuan's Yuanshen will be raised to a terrifying level, perhaps. After entering the Yangshen for the first time, he can directly match the perfect cultivation of the Yangshen.

"Boom!"

Exploding thunder exploded in the void, Chen Yuan charged forward, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, and his fighting spirit had reached the extreme.

Brutely defeat it!

"kill!"

In the boundless purple sea of thunder, it seemed that magic whips had condensed, and they kept whipping on Chen Yuan's body. Every time he whipped, his primordial spirit collapsed.

But soon, when the **** light of luck enveloped the whole body, the broken spirit would re-condense, and almost every time it condensed, it would become stronger.

This feeling made Chen Yuan extremely confident, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He is expected to survive the ninth thunder tribulation!

This is hope!

Thunder's power is getting stronger and stronger, and its power is becoming more and more powerful, but at the same time, Chen Yuan's aura of the calamity is gradually rising, and his fighting spirit has reached its peak.

"Boom!"

The seventh thunderbolt fell, and this time, the falling thunderbolt condensed into a huge divine cauldron in the void, with terrifying power, it wanted to completely suppress Chen Yuan.

The fact is also the same, even though he has the ability to be immortal at this moment, but the power still hasn't been raised after all, and he is directly restrained in the void by the divine cauldron transformed by thunder.

He held a huge tripod in one hand, stepped on the ground with one foot, endless thunder along his arms, pouring into his body continuously, making his expression a bit hideous at this moment.

pain!

The incomparable pain seemed to cleanse him thoroughly from the inside out, expel the impurities of his entire primordial spirit from his body, and at the same time, it also included his own divine thoughts.

This is not the pain of the body, but the pain of the soul.

Chen Yuan's face changed from being ferocious at the beginning, to gradually forcibly stabilized to calm. No matter how many electric lights shrouded his body and exploded on his body, he never became ferocious again.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan shouted angrily, mobilized all the strength in his body, and punched the divine tripod with a fist. The huge thunder, like a waterfall, fell on him all at once.

directly bent his spine, but Chen Yuan still stood up straight. With the help of the altar of luck, he was almost indestructible.

If he is still crushed, then he is really useless!

"Boom"

Above the black clouds, the roar became more and more terrifying, and finally, the moment Chen Yuan straightened his body, it swept down directly. This time, it seemed that the entire sky was overturned.

With an incomparably terrifying coercion.

Actually, after crossing the catastrophe, Chen Yuan has been exhausted to the extreme, whether it is the soul or the mind, and wants to rest urgently, but he knows very well,

He has no chance to back down, no chance to rest.

Live or die.

No second choice!

Chen Yuan soared into the sky and went straight to the sky.

Looking from a distance, it is as if one person is facing the world, and there is a solemn and solemn momentum circulating.

"Hold on!"

Even though Mo Luo's heart is very strong, and his emotions and anger are invisible, but at this moment, there is still such a voice in his heart, and he has gone through the seven tribulations.

There are still two ways left, and they can successfully survive the Yangshen Tribulation.

And he will also become, the most powerful Yang God True Monarch in history!

none of them!

In Mo Luo's heart, Chen Yuan's talent has already surpassed that Chu Taizu who ruled the world, and his future is limitless, and he may even be comparable to that who existed thousands of years ago.

The seventh realm of practice may be opened in his hands.

This is the achievement of creation.

There is absolutely no room for loss. If there is a choice, in fact, Mo Luo is willing to take Chen Yuan's place through the last two disasters. Even if it is death, he can feel at ease.

It's a pity, I can't.

If he intervenes, Lei Jie will only be more terrifying, and none of them can escape.

"Boom!"

The overturned world was blasted out by Chen Yuan with a huge opening. From a distance, it seemed that the world had been pierced, and Chen Yuan also suffered the final injury.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's body was bent, and the purple light on his body gradually reached its peak level, and the endless tribulation and thunder were destroying his remaining vitality.

Even the ray of red light could not heal him, and he was in a stalemate.

Chen Yuan has almost realized that he has no hope of getting through the last extremely powerful thunder, unless the altar of luck can show its true power.

Time passed by slowly, the ninth thunderbolt did not roar, and even the whole world became silent at this moment. Chen Yuan raised his head and saw a figure in purple clothes in front of him.

Still can't see his face clearly, and there is nothing to prove his identity, and the purple-clothed figure does not reveal the slightest powerful aura.

Just like an ordinary person.

But the more this happened, the more it was impossible for Chen Yuan to take it lightly. He stared at this person solemnly, his eyes slightly concentrated, and he didn't say a word.

The figure condensed by the ninth tribulation thunder also looked down at Chen Yuan, as if through the endless void, to see everything about him thoroughly.

Then, without any movement, the man in purple raised his right arm and pointed at Chen Yuan.

Like a breeze blowing, the body of the man in purple clothes shattered inch by inch. It didn't seem to have any effect on Chen Yuan, but this was just an appearance.

In fact, Chen Yuan's primordial spirit also collapsed inch by inch at this moment.

In the end, nothingness is annihilated.

At this moment, he seemed to sink completely. What he saw was a dark world, boundless, like a land of chaos. In front of him was a huge altar.

The whole body is blood red, the dragon head below, a faint black hole, seems to contain a world.

"Luck. Altar!"

Chen Yuan's heart immediately understood. He stepped forward, looked at this rarely seen existence, and stretched out his hand to put his palm underneath. The next moment, a divine light of luck shrouded his body.

Outside.

Mo Luo's eyes were completely desperate, watching this scene quietly, what he recalled in his eyes were the things that happened after he met Chen Yuan.

It seems that at this time, a fleeting appearance appears in front of your eyes.

Failed, failed after all!

This mysterious ninth thunder tribulation is indeed beyond the reach of a 'human'.

Mo Luo took out the rare treasure from the heavenly book, was silent for a moment, and said via voice transmission:

"Fellow Daoist Shura failed to cross the tribulation and fell."

Tianshu was silent for a moment, and the next moment, sound transmissions came out quickly.

Su Ziyue: "No way, senior, you must have read it wrong."

Li Suqing: "How is it possible? How could it be possible for Chen Yuan not to survive a Yangshen tribulation?"

Yang Huatian: "This is absolutely impossible!"

Chu Changfeng: "How many thunder disasters?"

Jiang He: "I see."

A series of intricate voices continued to come from the space of Tianshu, but Mo Luo didn't intend to respond. He abandoned everything and sat cross-legged in the void.

decided to see Chen Yuan off.

but.

When he just recited the scriptures, he found that Chen Yuan, who had been wiped out, began to condense inch by inch at this moment.

At the same time, the breath on his body is also rising rapidly.

Moro: "."

After being silent for a moment, he immediately sent a voice transmission to the Heavenly Book:

"The poor monk was just joking, the benefactor of Shura has already passed the tribulation successfully."

Su Ziyue: "."

Li Suqing: "."

Yang Huatian: "."

Chu Changfeng: "."

Jiang He: "."

If it wasn't for Moro being kind to them, if it wasn't for Moro's strength being too strong, if it wasn't for Moro not being in front of them, they really wanted to beat him up.

Is this a joke?

However, all of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

No matter what, it's good if it succeeds.

But before they asked about the specific situation, Mo Luo immediately cut off the contact.

Su Ziyue: "."

Li Suqing: "."

Yang Huatian: "."

Chu Changfeng: "."

Jiang He: "."

The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth is still sweeping towards Chen Yuan's primordial spirit. At this moment, his primordial spirit is extremely transparent, as if all impurities have been removed.

After destruction, comes new life!

The powerful breath is also rising steadily at this moment.

But at this moment, a more magnificent force suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and an indifferent vertical eye condensed between the sky and the earth, directly locked on Chen Yuan.

"Again!"

Chen Yuan raised his head suddenly, and Mo Luo also raised his head suddenly.

I was speechless for a while.

If ten calamities really come, it will be really...unspeakable.

The mysterious will in the dark just stagnated on Chen Yuan's body for a moment, as if looking for something, and then slowly dispersed, and those clouds of robbery in the sky were also quickly wiped out at this moment.

The Yang God Tribulation has finally passed!

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, only feeling the huge pressure on his body, all of which disappeared at this moment, replaced by a tyrannical aura sweeping in all directions.

Today, Chen Yuan finally became Yang God!

Below, Moro also showed a relieved expression, with a smile on his face.

And at the moment when the robbery cloud dissipated, between the sky and the earth, a touch of extreme purple appeared between the sky and the earth, and at a glance, it was boundless

Yangshen said that it will end this year, and it will end this year. The buddy who suppressed Weilong forgot to post it.

22 years have passed, and the new year is coming. I wish all book friends in this book a fortune next year.

By the way, there is one more thing.

The update in the early morning can't be changed, and it's temporarily postponed to tomorrow. I really can't stand the headache. Hey

(end of this chapter)

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