An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping himself didn't feel anything under the thunder tribulation, but it was a different scene for the monks of Woshen Mountain and the powerful demons who had long since hidden outside the thunder cloud.

Fang Ping, whose figure was as fast as lightning, was carrying Zhao Linger below him, and above him was a thunder cloud with a radius of a thousand miles, moving with Fang Ping.

"Okay, okay, this kid has some conscience. Our formation and disciples of Woshen Mountain are safe." Rong Sheng, who was hiding thousands of miles away, twisted his beard and breathed a sigh of relief.

The several great tribulation masters beside him were also relieved. They had just watched the thunder cloud covering Woshen Mountain, which frightened them greatly. They were afraid that a thunder tribulation would come down and smash everyone in Woshen Mountain into ashes.

"Brother, do you think Chen Huaijing can withstand it?" Looking at the thunder tribulation that seemed to destroy the world, Jingchu had no idea at all.

"It doesn't matter whether he can hold on or not. What matters is that nothing can happen to our Ling'er. Everyone, be prepared. If Chen Huaijing can't hold on, everyone, rescue Ling'er as soon as possible."

In Rong Sheng's opinion, it would be best if Fang Ping were alive. With the various elixirs he made, it would be a great help to the entire Woshen Mountain.

Moreover, this guy made such a big scene, which shows that his own strength was quite good when he was in the Yuanling Continent.

If he is still willing to assist Woshen Mountain after recovery, with his strength, he will definitely be a great help to Woshen Mountain.

The cultivators on the Woshen Mountain side were all relaxed and comfortable.

On the other side of the demon clan, the Black Dragon King and other big demons frowned.

"Damn it, where are you going to pass the tribulation?"

"Go back here, if you go any further, I will kill you."

"Go and get some monsters to stop him, don't let him destroy the formation."

Several big demons who were passing the tribulation shouted at the top of their lungs, hoping to drive Fang Ping away.

At this time, Fang Ping was in the center of the thunder tribulation. As great demons who were undergoing the thunder tribulation, they did not dare to let their breath enter the thunder tribulation range.

Once their breath was contaminated by the thunder tribulation, they would be very likely to be remembered by the thunder tribulation, so at this moment, they could only shout loudly in the hope that Fang Ping would retreat.

Unfortunately, Fang Ping was too lazy to pay attention and continued to rush forward.

After discovering the location of the formation, Fang Ping also sent a message to the several Yuanying demon beasts guarding the formation, asking them to get out quickly.

Seeing that the calamity cloud had already enveloped himself and several other demon beasts, under the magnificent power of heaven, although they were ordered to guard the formation, at this moment, they did not have the courage to get close to such a terrifying thunder tribulation.

When Fang Ping was still hundreds of miles away from them, they all screamed and fled in a panic.

"Crack"

Fang Ping had just arrived at the formation that was frantically extracting spiritual energy from the surroundings, and the thunder tribulation above his head was finally brewing. A blue-purple thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm drew a winding fairy road in the sky and roared towards Fang Ping's soul.

The terrifying thunderbolt pressure descended, and the whole world seemed to be shaking. Before the thunderbolt arrived, there was already a large pit with a radius of 100 feet and a depth of 50 to 60 feet in the sea water under Fang Ping.

The seawater roared around the pit, but it was impossible to enter the deep pit.

The thunderbolt fell, the void trembled, Fang Ping and Zhao Linger's hair stood up, and the hair on their bodies seemed to be carrying lightning, making their bodies feel a little numb.

"It's a bit scary."

Fang Ping stared at the approaching thunderbolt, without any protective means on his body. At this time, he just wanted to try to use thunderbolt to refine his body, accept the test of thunderbolt, and get the recognition of this world.

Fang Ping did not use any treasures to protect himself, but his body was like a raging sea, the God Tree and the Nascent Soul were running wildly, and strands of rich essence were injected into the Nascent Soul after being stimulated by the God Tree.

Every meridian, every inch of skin, and every strand of hair on his body were also full of chaotic essence. Even the soul was sitting cross-legged with his hands pinching seals at this time, and the entire soul space was completely filled with rich soul mist.

On Fang Ping's body, it looked ordinary, but in Fang Ping's body, all the rules were permeated with chaotic energy and spread all over Fang Ping's body.

The rules from the exiled land of Yuanling Continent appeared openly in the Tianyuan World, and were stimulated by Fang Ping so ostentatiously, as if deliberately provoking the heavenly tribulation, making the heavenly tribulation furious.

The whistling thunder cut through the sky, even creating cracks in the space halfway. Small thunders ran around the thunder tribulation, as if the thunder tribulation was too powerful and caused energy to overflow.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the thunder tribulation, like a thunder dragon, finally hit Fang Ping.

Suddenly, Fang Ping turned into a thunder ball, and all the thunder energy rushed into Fang Ping's body, trying to tear Fang Ping, a guy from outside the domain, into pieces and refine him.

The chaos and rules in Fang Ping's body burst out with all their strength, resisting the damage of thunder to the body while refining and absorbing the thunder energy.

The Nascent Soul Spirit Liquid that Fang Ping had already prepared was absorbed at the same time, and the Chaos Creation Book was fully running to help Fang Ping integrate and comprehend the rules of the world.

The thunder power was too strong, and all the energy in Fang Ping's body was almost consumed in an instant. His own rules were more like a fragile white paper in front of the thunder tribulation, and were instantly torn into pieces under the thunder tribulation.

Leaves fell off the sacred tree one by one and transformed into streams of spiritual energy that replenished Fang Ping's body, helping Fang Ping to continue to fight against the thunder tribulation.

Because he needed to comprehend the rules of the Tianyuan world, all Fang Ping could do was to continuously refine the thunder energy and comprehend the fragments of rules contained in it as much and as quickly as possible.

After a while, the thunder on Fang Ping's body gradually faded, revealing his body standing in the air with thunder flashing all over his body.

A faint smell of barbecue appeared, but Zhao Linger was not moved at all. In her eyes, there was only the man who could still stay alive above her head after being struck by eight or nine thunder tribulations.

In fact, at the moment when the thunder just fell, she really felt her insignificance and felt that death might be in the next moment.

This feeling is like the powerlessness of ordinary people facing the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth.

However, when this helpless and desperate emotion reached its peak, Fang Ping stood in front of her and endured all the crises.

"Don't be distracted, why don't you hurry up and comprehend the scattered rule fragments around you?"

Fang Ping's reminder rang in Zhao Linger's ears, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason. This jump was even clearer and more real than when she faced the thunder tribulation before, as if it was deeply imprinted in her mind.

But at this moment, she had no time to think too much. After receiving Fang Ping's reminder, she quickly closed her eyes and began to try to comprehend the rules.

Comprehension of the rules during the formation of the pill is a rare and new thing even in the Tianyuan world.

Because the fragile soul and consciousness of the foundation-building cultivators simply do not have the ability to do this.

But after Fang Ping reminded her, Zhao Linger did not hesitate to try according to what Fang Ping said.

After trying it, she was pleasantly surprised to find that there were indeed a large number of rule fragments with different attributes around her body, just like little butterflies dancing around her body.

With a sweep of her consciousness, she easily captured one of the fragments that was closest to her, and pulled her into her soul without any hindrance to begin comprehending it.

At this moment, Zhao Linger was fully comprehending the rules, but a thought flashed through her mind.

Is this the opportunity you said you would give me?