Wild boar

Chapter 488 Fangs Flying Sword
When the tribulation thunder was exhausted, the thick clouds covered by dark clouds in the sky receded toward the sky.

The wild boar man looked up at the sky, and the moon desert beside him turned into a ray of light and left...

The calamity clouds in the sky rose higher and higher. At a certain critical point, the calamity clouds rolled and turned into a huge swirling cloud layer.

A ray of milky white light shot out from the center of the clouds, shining on the wild boar man on the Feixian Stone.

The wild boar man seemed to be inspired. He crawled on the ground with his hands and turned into a huge wild boar.

The milky white light shone on the wild boar's body, and the soft power lifted the wild boar demon up. The body that was damaged by thunder and blood river beads healed in a moment...

The gentle power seeped into his blood, muscles, and bones, completely transforming his body.

The milky white light only lasted for a dozen breaths, but it had already changed the bloodline of the wild boar.

Decay turns into magic, and stubborn stone turns into beautiful jade.

This is a qualitative improvement, this is a fundamental change, this is a strengthening from the source.

From now on, the descendants of the wild boar can also inherit the blood power of the wild boar. Once they grow to adulthood, the descendants of the wild boar demon will have at least the terrifying strength of a third-level monster.

The swirling clouds and dust in the sky completely dissipated.

The wild boar demon's closed eyes slowly opened, and a powerful aura filled the world.

This is the power of the Thunder Tribulation realm demon cultivator.

"Roar!"

The wild boar demon let out a thundering roar.

The roar was like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the Ziyun Mountains.

A cloud boat in mid-air was shaken down by this roar.

The cloud boat landed and smoke and dust were everywhere.

……

Baibaofang is located on the mountainside.

Kirigakure upstairs.

Many low-level cultivators witnessed the thunder disaster coming with astonished expressions.

"what is that?"

"How come there are so many thunders?"

"This is like a monster thunder tribulation!"

"How is this possible? This is the realm of the human race?"

"The peak of the third-level monster triggers the thunder tribulation. After the thunder tribulation, the monster will be able to advance to the fourth level, and its strength will be even better than that of an ordinary golden elixir cultivator!"

"According to what you say, aren't we in danger?"

"That's true, but I've never seen a monster survive a thunder tribulation. Whether this is a thunder tribulation is yet to be determined."

This person's voice just fell.

"Roar!"

A thunderous roar resounded throughout the Ziyun Mountains.

It was Zhu Zishan who had advanced to the fourth level and let out a violent roar.

Under this terrifying roar, the young Qi practitioners who were watching the excitement in the attic fell to the ground one after another, and the pedestrians on the road ran away with their heads in their hands.

"It's really a fourth-level monster, going through the tribulation in White Castle!"

"What should we do when we are so close?"

"If you can't escape, hide!"

Many young Qi practitioners were trembling, frightened and at a loss.

Just when many Qi practitioners were panicking, Yunzhou fell down in mid-air and hit the ground.

……

More than 300 third-generation disciples of Baibao were originally practicing at the top of Ziyun Mountain. A dozen days ago, Bai Yunting told them that Baibao was going to transform the mountain-protecting formation and drove them to the middle of the hillside.

When the terrifying thunder disaster came to the world, these people only dared to hide in the house and did not dare to show their heads to watch the fun.

At this time, the calamity clouds dissipated, the thunder stopped, and these three generations of disciples revealed their heads one after another.

"Uncle Chen! Wei Jiyuan... Hall Master Wei turned into blood and disappeared." A third-generation disciple shouted in horror.

Chen Jianru also looked pale. The castle owner Bai Yunting clearly said that he would arrange a landscape formation to allow Elder Zhukov to break through the golden elixir realm. How could a sudden thunder disaster occur?
Where did the third-level peak monster come from?
Just when Chen Jianru was shocked.

A terrifying beast roar came, the sound was so loud that it almost made Chen Jianru lose his balance.

Boom.

The cloud boat suspended in mid-air crashed onto the hillside of White Castle.

Several acres of spiritual fields were ignited with raging fires...

"Quickly put out the fire!"

"This is a spiritual field!"

"Let me perform the Little Cloud Rain Technique."

White clouds rose and covered the burning spiritual field.

Exactly at this time.

A puff of black smoke roared in.

A terrifying white-bone giant monster suddenly appeared next to the burning spiritual field.Several spiritual cultivators were thrown directly into its mouth. The white-bone giant chewed it with big mouthfuls, and blood overflowed from the monster's mouth.

The white-bone giant monster's green eyes looked at these young Qi practitioners as if they were delicious food.

Chen Jianru looked at him and felt a tremor coming from his soul.

This is a ghost that he cannot afford to offend. In front of this ghost, there is no difference between him and those minor Qi practitioners.

The crazy white-bone monster rushed towards Chen Jianru with boundless power.

Just when Chen Jianru closed his eyes and waited to die.

A dark shadow fell from the sky.

Boom.

The violent energy made Chen Jianru open his eyes again.

A woman covered in black scales smashed over like a red meteorite.

The battle between the Corpse King Yue Mo and the Bone Ghost King begins again.

The Chisha True Fire and the White Bone Karmic Fire collided with each other, making a crackling sound.

Whoosh!
A crisp trembling sound resounded through the sky.

The desert barbarian monk's vajra demon-conquering pestle was thrown out by Zhu Zishan.

Bang!
The light of Buddha appeared.

But only for a moment.

The Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle once again turned into a heavy piece of scrap metal.

Buddha's light strikes.

Let the Bone Ghost King wail endlessly.

The Vajra Subduing Demonic Pestle, which can instantly kill third-level ghosts, cannot directly kill the fourth-level ghost king.

But it was enough to make him miserable.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Yue Mo raised a black chain in his hand and tied the Bone Ghost King tightly.

This is a golden elixir-level soul-forbidden spell.

"Roar..." The Bone Ghost King let out a roar that shook the sky, and the Bone Karma Fire Burning Soul-forbidden Curse on his body.

This third-level spell was about to be burned to death.

Exactly at this time.

Zhu Zishan, wearing white military uniform, descended from the sky.

I saw him gently wiping his hands on his face.

A pair of snow-white fangs protruded from the mouth, then fell off, suspended in mid-air, like two curved swords.

An ink-colored energy covered the snow-white fangs.

This is the soul-killing curse!
The most basic spell for a ghost control monk is also the most powerful spell.

Whoosh!
A pair of jet-black flying swords with fangs shot out rapidly.

The speed is no slower than when Zhu Zishan threw the diamond with physical force to subdue demons.

The flying sword is fast and dexterous, piercing directly into the eyes.

The green flames of the Bone Ghost King suddenly went out, and the furious roar stopped abruptly.

The blazing bone fire was extinguished in an instant, and the black chains formed by the soul-forbidden curse fell off like rotten wood.

About thirty feet tall, the arrogant and violent White Bone Ghost King wields his bone sharp claws and maintains his violent appearance in life, like a clothable statue.

next second.

Boom.

White bone purification powder.

buzzing...

Two snow-white flying swords with fangs were suspended in mid-air, bursting out with brilliant brilliance like magic weapons.

After surviving the thunder tribulation, the powerful body of the monster is the magic weapon for them to settle down and survive.

The two fangs growing out of Zhu Zishan's mouth have transformed into a pair of magic weapon-level flying swords, possessing unparalleled spirituality, toughness and power.

This pair of flying swords are an extension of Zhu Zishan's physical power. Even if they are damaged in battle, they can grow back over time as long as Zhu Zishan's physical body remains alive.

To Zhu Zishan, this pair of flying swords with fangs was better than any acquired magic weapon.

Whizzing!

The two flying swords returned to Zhu Zishan's body at an extremely fast speed and returned to his mouth to warm up.

For offense, he has fangs and flying swords, and for defense, he has thick-skinned magical powers.

Although they are still the basic skills of the wild boar, after surviving the thunder tribulation, they have turned into magic.

Yuemo, who was covered in black scales, slowly landed on the ground. She bent down and picked up a black crystal core from the ground.

Ghost King Crystal Core.

(End of this chapter)