Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The white clouds in the sky continuously gathered over the valley, like a whirlpool, the thunder jumped, and the sound of rumbling was endless, as if a mill was rolling across the sky, the whole valley was filled with sound.

The faces of the members of the Azure Dragon Gang, the Hehuan Sect, and the Black Witch Sect changed drastically.

In the past few months, they have sent people to the top of the mountain to observe every day, to see if Yingsha is really dead or hiding in the valley.

However, in the first month, the leader of the Azure Dragon Gang and the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect came in person, and the two used their magical powers to feel the extraordinary atmosphere in the valley.

But when the two came again in the second month, they found that Zhuo Bufan's aura had become very weak.

By the time of the third month, Zhuo Bufan's aura had completely disappeared.

The two secretly expected that Zhuo Bufan must have died in the valley, but they would send his subordinates to check every day, but they didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan seemed to be leaving the customs today.

Hall Master Ge didn't care about the two corpses lying on the ground at all. His eyes were full of shock and he looked at the sky. No matter how powerful people are, they can't resist the power of heaven and earth. The clouds above the valley gather like a whirlpool, as if the end of the world is coming. , who has seen such scenes?

"boom!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and split into the valley.

The old woman hurried down the mountain with her little granddaughter, muttering as she ran: "The gods are coming, the gods are coming!"

Not only him, but other members of Hehuan Sect, Qinglong Gang, and Black Witch Sect also had expressions of shock on their faces. Even their sect masters, suzerain masters, and sect masters did not have such visions after retreating!

The color of the sky and the earth changed, thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind roared like a dragon, just like the scene of the end of the world.

A member of the Qinglong gang simply took out his mobile phone and recorded the video and posted it on an underground forum.

The underground forum that had been silent for three months was blown up again.

"What's going on here? Is there really an immortal in the world who is about to cross the catastrophe? Fellow Daoists, hurry over and see if there is any immortal fate."

"The friends upstairs don't know yet, this is Shadow Killer coming out of customs."

"It's great that Shadow Killer didn't die, he's my idol, hey..."

"With such a huge formation, did Shadow Killer get any treasure in the valley?"

"It's possible. Otherwise, even if he survived the siege by the three young masters, he would be seriously injured. How could he break through? He must have obtained some kind of secret treasure."

In a certain villa room in Jinling, a girl sitting on the bed wearing shredded meat and bare feet looked at the computer screen, and suddenly burst into tears, and said with a wry smile: "Zhuo Bufan, I know you must not be dead."

The entire underground forum became popular again in an instant because of this video, even some old monsters who were not born very much were paying attention. The incident of falling dragons from camp rafters is not a secret in the martial arts world, but many people have gone in and explored, not because they died in it , is to retreat and escape.

It is only rumored that the old Qinglong went in once, but it was only on the outskirts of the valley, and he escaped after a narrow escape.

Zhuo Bufan in the valley opened his eyes suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, he punched out fiercely, the powerful punch was like a real dragon soaring, punching through the ten-meter-long passage, a ray of sunlight Appears at the entrance of the cave.

"I don't know how long has passed?"

Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, then walked towards the entrance of the cave with strides.

At this time, there was neither sadness nor joy on his face, and his whole person looked ordinary. All of this was the performance of returning to the basics. His strength has increased by a level, and his state of mind has also become different.

Now if he fights against the three young masters again, Zhuo Bufan is confident that he can kill the three without getting hurt.

Walking outside the valley, Zhuo Bufan raised his head and looked at the condensed clouds in the sky. Thunder and lightning flew through the clouds like a snake, and the roaring sound rolled in, and the whole valley was full of strong winds.

"Hey, I actually triggered the catastrophe?"

Heavenly Tribulation can only be triggered after the promotion of Jindan. I have never heard of someone under the innate ability to trigger Heavenly Tribulation. Zhuo Bufan never thought that he only broke through the middle stage of foundation establishment, and actually attracted Heavenly Tribulation. It's just that this Heavenly Tribulation is a smaller version of the cultivation world, and it doesn't even have one ten-thousandth of the power. However, no matter how small the Heavenly Tribulation is, it is still a Heavenly Tribulation. To become the existence of a fairy, one must go through the catastrophe

OK.

"Could it be because I'm practicing the Nine Turns Golden Body Art?" Zhuo Bufan secretly thought.

The Nine Turns Golden Body Jue was created by him after he became an immortal venerable by citing scriptures and references to some relics and secret techniques left over from ancient times. If it is placed on the ranking list of cultivation techniques, it can enter the top ten super cultivation techniques.

The stronger the exercises, the more laws about liberating the rules of heaven and earth and fate, and only the appearance of these laws will arouse the anger of heaven and earth.

"Chi la!"

Another arm-thin golden lightning pierced the sky and made a roaring sound.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed firmness, "I am an Immortal Venerable of Rank Nine and I am undefeated in all battles, how can I be afraid of mere Heavenly Tribulation!"

The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to feel Zhuo Bufan's provocation. A golden thunderbolt three times thicker than the thunderbolt just now fell from the sky. The whole world seemed to be collapsing. The powerful thunderbolt seemed to be able to bear even the space. It's about to collapse.

The huge thunder pillar fell, and the entire valley seemed to be descended by white light. The eyes of everyone standing on the mountain peak were stabbed so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

At this moment, a figure rushed up to meet Lei Zhu.

"I'll go, is he courting death?"

"The power of this Thunder Pillar is equivalent to a super missile, how dare he rush in?"

The figure rushing in was Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan raised all his vital energy and aura, the Heavenly Tribulation is also a Heavenly Tribulation in Xiaona, besides, he has not even entered the Xiantian right now, so it would be somewhat dangerous to forcibly break into the Thunder Pillar.

Zhuo Bufan first played a few body-protecting spells, and the whole body was covered with colorful streamers, and each layer of colorful air shield was a layer of defense.

When he rushed into the thunder pillar less than ten meters away, all the spell shields on his body were wiped out, the clothes on his body were turned into dust by the lightning, and the power of lightning penetrated into his body. The painful feeling was worse than his cultivation. Sometimes it's a hundred times more painful.

The power of thunder and lightning impacted the muscles, bones, blood vessels, and flesh, and Zhuo Bufan felt as if he was about to explode.

"It hurts me to death."

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, and continued to attack with indomitable courage in his eyes.

At the last ten meters, the resistance was getting bigger and bigger, the skin on Zhuo Bufan's body began to crack, strands of golden blood flowed out, the whole person looked like a bloody man, his arms and body seemed to burst.

"I won't admit defeat." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, his eyes were clear, his firmness was like a mountain, and he never wavered.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

At the last moment, Zhuo Bufan finally rushed out of the thunder pillar and was suspended in the sky, with tiny lightning bolts still jumping on his body.

Zhuo Bufan performed a magic spell, changed into a suit to cover his body, and the clouds gathered in the sky slowly dispersed.

The wounds on his body also began to heal slowly. "Five layers of golden skin?" Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, his eyes sparkled with excitement.