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Under the blessing of double the power of thunder calamity, the momentum of the seventh thunder was extremely frightening. Wang Gangquan couldn't help swallowing when he saw the scene of redness all over the sky.

During the thunder calamity, Wen Fuding seemed to have resigned himself to his fate. After ten breaths, the charred old Taoist sat on the spot, looking calmly at Wang Gangquan.

Wang Gangquan also looked at the other party. At this moment, he seemed to read something different in the other party's eyes.

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"Since when did I become like this?"

The Taoist, who was so old that he was almost decayed, murmured in a low voice, reached out and pulled out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, and stuck it on his forehead.

He knew that he was just delaying the time of death, but his obsession with becoming an immortal for many years made him still not believe in fate even if his death was imminent.

"The way of heaven?"

Wen Fuding raised his head and looked at the red clouds that almost covered the entire capital. There were bursts of thunder in the red clouds, obviously a bigger thunder calamity was brewing.

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Wang Gangquan and others have already retreated far away. Judging from the power of Jielei just now, the scope of the next time will only be larger. If it is not uniform, it will cover the entire sky above the palace. I think Wen Fuding will not make any troubles, so it is better to be safe it is good.

After a night of fighting, it was early morning, but under the cover of Jieyun and dark clouds, the entire capital was still pitch black.

Many people gradually got used to this vision and returned to their homes one after another. Only some people who firmly believed in ghosts and gods still chose to kneel on the street.

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The eighth thunderstorm didn't seem to take too much time, just a little more than a quarter of an hour, the sound in the clouds stopped abruptly, and then eight consecutive thunderstorms descended into the world at the same time, hitting Wen Fuding together.

The talisman paper on the old man's forehead flickered again and again, until all the eight thunders fell, and the golden talisman paper was completely turned into fly ash.

Seeing Tianlei's change of form, several people present couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. On the contrary, Wen Fuding, who was the person involved, seemed to look away, mechanically pulled out a piece of talisman paper over his forehead, and closed his eyes.

People often realize the preciousness of life only before they die.

If we go back a few decades, maybe that child will not take over the Taoist robe, but will just be like an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children, and live an ordinary life.

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It was another quarter of an hour, just as the thunder was about to fall, another change occurred above the nine heavens. First, gold gradually appeared behind the red catastrophe cloud, and then a majestic voice resounded throughout the sky:

"I am the Great Emperor of Longevity in Antarctica, who transforms the Nine Heavens to respond to the sound of thunder and universalizes Tianzun, and is in charge of the rule of thunder.

You take advantage of my prestige to act against the heavens and the Dao, and the crime should be punished. I have been ordered to preside over the thunder robbery, and I will kill you here. Your soul will be thrown into the endless hell, and will be burned by the eternal fire . "

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Even if Wen Fuding was ready to die, he couldn't help turning pale at this moment.

The one who spoke was undoubtedly the god that he had been searching for all his life but could not see, and the words of the other party were the will of the god.

Wang Gingquan and the others also looked surprised, Wen Lao said what a crime he had committed, to let the gods come down to the earth to accept him personally.

Several people looked at each other, and quickly backed away, lest the god's wrath would hurt Chi Yu, even if it just splashed blood on his body, that would be bad luck.

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Wen Fuding's face was livid for a while, and finally he stood up. He looked at the piece of gold behind the clouds, and suddenly laughed:

"Haha, what goddamn gods do you dare to hide in the back and act like bastards, why do you make the rules, and why do you decide the life and death of others.

I, Wen Fuding, don't believe in the way of heaven but believe in myself. What's wrong?Why are you right?It's just that I was born hundreds of years earlier, and I'm just here to play with my prestige..."

The dignified Daoist real person was scolded like a rascal when he was about to die, and he was scolded by the gods in the sky.

Even Wang Gangquan in the distance couldn't help admiring the old Taoist, secretly thinking that he finally looks like a man.

At this moment, Wen Fuding seems to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and he is no longer an old-fashioned look. He seems to have endless energy when he scolds the immortals. , The words were so dirty that even Wang Quanquan couldn't listen to it anymore.

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The existence above the clouds who claimed to be a god never refuted, but said without emotion: "You disrespect the heaven and the earth, you should be punished by robbery, the nine of thunderstorms, landmines."

The majestic voice fell, and the red robbery cloud changed for the first time.

With Wen Fu Ding as the center, it seems to be swept by a strong wind, and the robbery cloud pours down like a tornado. There are bursts of thunder inside the tornado, and the red and gold coexist. The red is as bright as blood, and the gold is scorching. eyeball.

Wen Fuding stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the center of the tornado, more proud than before.

A golden-red thunder that was only as thick as a big tree fell from the sky. Although its momentum was not as strong as the previous ones, the terrifying aura in it made the three people who were five hundred steps away feel their souls trembling.

This is the power of heaven and man, and this is the wrath of immortals.

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The thunder calamity named "Landmine" fell in response, and this was the first time that the existence above the sky uttered an emotional voice:
"You actually have an anti-thunder talisman? No problem, I want to see how many times you can resist."

As soon as the voice of the god who claimed to be the Antarctic Longevity Emperor fell, the entire calamity cloud was plated with gold, and the sky was covered with gold and red, and even the rising sun was covered by it.

When the common people saw this panic-like scene of a god descending into the world, they all took to the streets and knelt down without exception.

Looking at the extremely beautiful scenery, Wang Gangquan couldn't stop his eyelids from jumping wildly, and then shouted to the two people beside him:

"Go quickly, Old Taoist Wen really angered the gods this time, if you walk slowly, we will all be buried with you."

The other two had already seen that something was wrong, and as soon as Wang Bingquan finished speaking, the three of them all went towards the periphery of Jieyun.

The calamity cloud almost covered the entire capital. The moment the three of them left the capital, a thunder pool was born out of thin air above the entire capital. Between the red calamity cloud and the black dark cloud, pillars of thunder that were not inferior to the mines just now crashed down.

Wen Fuding was in it, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he was unwilling to be just a mortal, he was unwilling to be inferior to others, and he was unwilling to die just like that... It's just that all unwillingness is not worth mentioning in front of Tianwei.

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"If you disobey the way of heaven, the way of heaven will punish you. Ten times the thunder of robbery is the thunder of heaven."

The majestic voice sounded again, and countless thunder pillars rushed towards the center, and the target was the old man with white beard and hair.

The old Taoist closed his eyes, "The poor Taoist doesn't believe in the Tao of Heaven, how can the Tao of Heaven have the right to punish me?"

Wen Fuding's words were extremely arrogant, his hands sealed again, and a light gray aura emerged from his body, this was already his last resort.

The voice above the sky is still full of coldness:

"The power of faith is good, but it's too weak."

After all, thousands of thunders gathered in one place...

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"Master, why did the heavens send down robbery and punishment?" A little Taoist boy with a delicate face looked at the sky and asked in puzzlement.

The middle-aged Taoist priest on the side smiled and said slowly:
"We cultivators are born to conquer the heaven and the earth. If we want to cultivate the Dao, we must obey the will of the heavens. If there is an act against the heavens, the catastrophe and punishment will not be far away."

"I see, this is the so-called Fengtian Chengyun." Xiaodaotong revealed surprise.

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, touched Xiaodaotong's head and said:
"Fu Ding, your aptitude ranks among the top three even if you look at the entire Taoism. You must cherish your blessings and not do things that go against the laws of heaven. As long as you persevere in cultivating the Tao, you will definitely become the first person in Chuanlu Mansion to ascend. "

"Well, I understand, cherish blessings and virtues, and follow the way of heaven." Xiaodaotong nodded heavily.

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