The beauty of April in the human world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

Although spring has returned to the earth, China is warming up, and everything is recovering, the Himalayas, as the world's highest mountain range, are still a snow-capped world, let alone the top of the Himalayas, the summit of Mount Everest.

It's extremely cold here, with a sky of ice and snow, and a freezing cold wind howling and raging from time to time, as if it wants to completely destroy this world before it stops.

A vast expanse of white

On the ice sheet with no end in sight, a tall but slightly thin figure stood alone in the cold wind. The strong wind blew up his hair and penetrated his thin clothes. He stood still, just like this.

Like a towering mountain that cannot be conquered, it remains motionless. This severe cold that others may consider unbearable seems to be nothing in his eyes, and the raging wind is just a matter of course.

This figure is naturally Xiao Ling, who has been here for a month. He has been practicing hard here for a month without moving, rarely moving, and always standing in the bitter cold ice and snow, making his thin body look particularly tall and majestic.

Suddenly, his eyes that had been tightly closed suddenly opened, and two sharp gazes shot out from his eyes, full of energy and shining. He curled his lips and smiled lightly, and murmured to himself: "Okay, yes

It's time to make the final impact." He looked up at the sky above his head, which seemed to be within reach of his hand, and shouted arrogantly: "Come on, let's try it, will you crush me, or will I conquer you? It's destiny.

It cannot be violated, man will always conquer nature."

He spread his palms, a pair of white palms sparkling with silver-purple fluorescence, and blue-purple current was rolling on his palms. Read the full text of Immortal Martial Lord. His palms seemed to have become the hands of God.

, controls all things, controls the weather in the sky. The sky

As if he heard his roar, felt his arrogance and provocation, dark clouds quickly enveloped his head. He closed his palms, a roar that shook the sky sounded, and a bolt of lightning that was ten times larger than what he usually saw suddenly descended from the clouds.

, bombarded towards Xiao Ling.

This lightning was dark blue, with purple in the blue. It was the same as the power of heavenly punishment that Xiao Ling encountered when he officially entered the heaven. It was something ordinary people had never seen or heard of.

Xiao Ling did not dodge or evade, was calm and unafraid, and faced him with his head held high. He had been waiting for this moment, so why should he back down? Although this thunder represents the wrath and power of God, it cannot fall.

He is determined to stand on the top of the mountain.

The silver-purple innate Qi flowing all over his body turned into a dazzling luminous body. On this land of ice and snow, it was as if a god had descended into the world, shocking the world.

This huge bolt of lightning struck directly at the top of Xiao Ling's head, vowing to bomb him to pieces. The loud "boom" was deafening, and Xiao Ling was bombarded to the point where he could no longer stand tall as a mountain.

?, his body flew up and fell heavily to the ice. He was originally standing

The place where he was was also blasted into a deep crater by the thunder and lightning. However, he was not blown to pieces, nor did he have any scars on his body. As soon as his body touched the ice, he immediately jumped up and roared at the sky: "It's just such a little strength.

It’s not enough, far from enough, come again!”

Purple-black dark clouds accumulated more and more thickly, and there was another discolored impact sound that shattered the sky. A beam of thunder and lightning struck down on the head of the arrogant Xiao Ling like a huge pillar,

That formation is really enough to destroy everything.

Xiao Ling's expression remained unchanged, and his body was covered with a layer of silver-purple energy, which turned into a stream of light and flowed around him.

"Bang"

Another ruthless and devastating bombardment came on Xiao Ling's head. This time, he was still blown away. The thick ice seemed to be penetrated. The clothes on his body were torn to pieces and turned into cloth under the lightning strike.

Wrap it around your body.

As soon as his back touched the ice, he immediately stood up again and roared angrily at the thick dark clouds in the sky: "It's still not enough. I can still bear it. Just such a small amount of power is like overwhelming me? It's far from enough."

, let the thunderbolt be more violent!"

As if she understood what he said, the dark clouds above seemed to be angry, and a collision became more powerful, as if to smash the sky into pieces, and three blue-purple lightnings were struck. The branches of the main stream were everywhere, and the tributaries were criss-crossing.

, intertwined into one

The huge power grid, with three main streams as the main stream and countless tributaries as supplements, was moving towards Xiao Ling at an extremely fast speed. The sky network was vast and sparse, and this power grid enveloped Xiao Ling and contracted rapidly, possibly crushing Xiao Ling.

Crush him and make him disappear into ashes.

With a crackling sound, pieces of transparent ice were bombarded by the power grid and flew everywhere, turning into meteors.

"Hahaha, it's comfortable! But this power is still not enough, come again!" Xiao Ling was pressed so hard that his knees bent and he almost fell to his knees. However, since he dared to cry out to the sky and challenge the power of nature, how could he go up?

Heaven bows its knees?

As soon as he bit his teeth, he straightened his knees and stood up straight. There was still electric current rolling around his body, entangled with him, competing with the flow of his true energy. He became an electric person again, generating electricity.

The body is intimidating and makes people look pale when talking about it.

This time, there were three consecutive impacts, and three rolling thunder struck down one after another. Xiao Ling held his head high and faced it calmly. The first blow caused him to fly up, but he had not yet fallen to the ice. The second

The blow came immediately, knocking him to the ice again, and then came the third most powerful blow. Xiao Ling was still lying down, but it hit him in the heart without any fancy.

The clothes on his upper body were completely reduced to ashes in this bombardment, and were blown everywhere in the raging wind. There were three bruises on his exposed upper body, shoulders and chest, as if he had been burned by fire.

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The blue-purple electric current was still rolling on his body and did not dissipate. The crackling sound was like lighting firecrackers, but it was the power of divine punishment that entangled everyone, which was shocking.

Xiao Ling's expression did not change. He did not take this minor injury to heart yet. His determination to defeat the punishment of heaven became more determined, his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he became more unwavering.

"It's great, but it's still not enough. Read the full text of Counterattack on the Entertainment Industry!" With the electric current and flashing light all over his body, he jumped up from the ground riddled with holes. His body was as light as a swallow, and he turned into a golden dragon or a flying dragon.

In the sky, soaring into the sky, boldly crashing into the depths of the dark clouds.

The wind picked up, the clouds surged rapidly, and the flowing clouds from all directions gathered in the sky above the top of Mount Everest, forming a thick layer of cloud mountains, rubbing together to form a sea of ​​thunder that flickered non-stop.

Dark clouds covered the sky and turned into a pitch-black sky, covering the sky above the ridge of the plateau that winds thousands of miles. The sky was not visible for thousands of miles, and it was all pitch black. It made people frightened. They had to suspect that a natural disaster was coming, and the world

The end is coming. Cloud

The layer of darkness was so dense that it seemed that it might collapse and fall at any time, crushing the majestic mountain into the clouds, making everyone under the sky tremble with fear. Even in the past ten, twenty years, or even a lifetime, they cannot forget this thrilling scene.

In the sea of ​​clouds, dark clouds floated, turning into rolling clouds and huge waves rushing towards each other, like thousands of horses galloping, magnificent and frightening. Lightning bolts were generated in the friction and collision, intertwined and merged, forming a blue-purple thunder

The dragon soared out from the dark clouds, the giant dragon flew into the sky, the sky was filled with thunder seas and the continuous sound of thunder added to its momentum.

Its appearance tore apart the dark sky of sea of ​​clouds and shattered the void under the sky, truly shocking the world and making the gods and ghosts weep.

Xiao Ling's face was calm and calm, and his eyes were as cold as ice. He was still unafraid. He turned into a dragon, a tiny silver-purple dragon of true energy and light, and faced the huge blue-purple thunder dragon formed by the intertwined power of heaven and earth.

The virtual dragons roared, entangled and tore at each other under the sky of lightning and thunder, refusing to give in to each other. Each relied on their own abilities and used their own methods to conquer, destroy and eliminate each other.

The space was shattered again and again in the entanglement of the two dragons, as if the sky above were torn apart, the earth beneath the feet was shattered, and the comfort between heaven and earth was thrown away. The sun soared up in the day, and flew away in the clouds and mist.

After a long period of tearing and entanglement, Xiao Ling finally recovered his true body. His body rolled back and fell from the sea of ​​clouds. The streamers on his body were flashing and intersecting, like a meteor falling from the sky and hitting the top of the towering peak below.

His body was blasted back to earth by the thunder dragon, which represented the power of heaven and earth, and fell hard on the ice on the top of the mountain. There was a loud "bang" sound, the mountain shook, and his body was like an ice drill.

After years of wear and tear, the ice surface cracked in the extremely hard ice.

The cracks turned into leaf veins, extending outward. Broken ice cubes and ice crystals were flying all over the sky, and icy rain began to fall in the sky. After that, the rocks were broken, and the stone fragments and ice crystals fell from the deep sky.

It flew out of the pit, flew into the sky, and then fell back to the ground.

I don't know how deep this sinkhole was hit by Xiao Ling's body, or whether it would sink deep into the mountain. It was just that the icy rain fell for a while before it stopped.

The icy rain stopped, the sound disappeared, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky dispersed, but Xiao Ling disappeared. The ground was riddled with holes, potholes, and a sinkhole that made it difficult to fathom how deep it was.

Time passed bit by bit. On the top of Mount Everest, where the wind and waves were calm, suddenly a silver-purple light group flew out of the deep pit. It flew out at a very fast speed, like a meteor reappearing. It escaped from the pressure under the ice and flew out.

, Xiao Ling stood upright, with electric current rolling around his body, wrapped in a silver-purple Gang Qi aperture that could not be dissipated. It lingered around Xiao Ling's body for a long time, shining brightly.

He looked up to the sky and roared, the Xuanwu totem on his forehead burst out, and the light shone for nine days. A dull and vigorous dragon roar spread for millions of miles, which was suspected to be the birth of a real dragon. An immeasurably powerful momentum appeared in this place.

It exploded in an instant, overwhelming the world. Xiao Ling's body in the sky flashed with light, shining like a blazing flame, and he was in nirvana.

"Unexpectedly, with the strength of my body at this time, I was still injured. The power of heaven and earth is indeed incalculable." Looking down at his naked body, there was really only one bruise that could be described, and Xiao Ling smiled.

It's not a bitter smile, it's a proud and joyful smile, because his eighth level of the Taoist Nine Tribulations, the Bitter Spring Tribulation, has been completed!

Gently closing her eyes, the silvery purple color of Xiao Ling's body flowed. In just a moment, those little scars disappeared, and her body returned to white, crystal clear and flawless.

"I don't know if the time is up, but don't overdue it." After murmuring, Xiao Ling took a step forward, as if he merged into the heaven and earth, stepped through the void, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
Chapter completed!