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Chapter 72: The terrifying power of thunder tribulation, do you really want to take away my body?
"How dare you!" Suddenly, a stern shout fell from the sky, so powerful that it was terrifying.

As soon as Yang Daoxuan heard the sound, he felt like thunder from the sky was exploding above his head, and his soul was about to burst.

Just one voice has such a powerful power that it can tear apart the soul. It is really terrifying!

"Let's go!" Yang Daoxuan's expression changed drastically, and this was the only thought left in his mind.

"Want to leave?" A huge, majestic, and oppressive voice came from the horizon. Every word was as heavy as a mountain, and every word exploded like thunder. The seawater was shaken, and a piece of water instantly formed. The curtain shrouded Yang Daoxuan and Leng Rouran who were trying to escape.

Both of them are Yang gods, and their thoughts gather together, but they cannot break through this water curtain.

Through the information he saw, Yang Daoxuan was horrified to find that this water curtain actually had the thoughts of a Shinto master who had experienced five thunder tribulations attached to it.

"You have hurt my Highness and you still want to leave?"

The cold voice seemed to come from between heaven and earth, everywhere and suffocating.

The water curtain suddenly turned into a big hand and slowly shrank. Yang Daoxuan and Leng Rouran were like Sun Wukong trapped in the palm of Tathagata. They were unable to resist and could only watch in horror as their fingers gradually tightened.

The moment the five fingers touched the Yuan Shen, the shocking power transmitted instantly deformed Yang Daoxuan's Yuan Shen, causing his thoughts to stagnate and collapse. For a moment, the world was spinning, and he seemed to be about to lose his soul.

He struggled hard, looked up, and found that he had been held in the hands of an old-looking giant. No, it should be said that they had become smaller. The soul was tightly held in the hands of an old man, compressed into a figure like It's a toy-like ball.Because he discovered that Hongyu and Tang Long on the side had also turned into giants.

Leng Rouran and Yang Daoxuan were close together, with painful expressions on their faces. Leng Rouran's body conveyed a feeling of panic, which immediately spread.

"I'm a little late, please forgive me!" The old man bowed deeply to Hongyu.

"Mr. Qian, you came at the right time!" Hongyu looked down at Yang Daoxuan and Yang Daoxuan, who were held in the hands of the old man, with a sneer on his lips.

"Your Highness, these two people dare to hurt you and ask me to crush them to death, or will Your Highness kill them personally?" The old man cast his eyes indifferently, looking at Yang Daoxuan as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Old Qian, wait! This man is an inner disciple of our Canglan Immortal Sect. He is the son of luck, with three golden flowers of luck on his head. It would be a pity to kill him like this!" Tang Long said coldly.

"What? The son of destiny?" Hongyu was shocked, turned to Tang Long with his eyes like fire, and said excitedly: "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"It's absolutely true!" Tang Long replied.

"Hahahaha!" Hongyu suddenly laughed loudly: "What a great luck. I knew that this time I came to Taichu World, I would have a shocking harvest. Mr. Qian, I said before that I will find a good one for you. His body, as the temporary body before you ascend to the immortal world, you are a divine cultivator, so you can take away his body! He is the son of fate, you take away his body, keep his soul, and refine it into a Carrying this magic weapon with you will bring endless luck to me and you. If you survive the thunder tribulation, it will probably be blessed by the luck of heaven, making it easier."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The old man suddenly beamed with joy and excitement.

"No, you...you want to seize me?" Yang Daoxuan was suddenly stunned.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Hongyu looked down at him and sneered: "The son of luck from the Canglan Immortal Sect? Huh! When you come out to hang out, you must not only pay attention to your background, but also your strength. As a son of luck, you actually You don’t even have a guardian, oh, you’re just a little bastard, you deserve to be taken away from us.”

"But don't worry, I won't let you die. If I get the "Book of Immortality", I will also pass on the "Scroll of Immortality" to you, so that you can live for tens of thousands of years and add tens of thousands of years to me. Carrying Road!”

"Where is your physical body? Tell me quickly!"

Hongyu smiled grimly.

"You can't even hope to succeed!" Yang Daoxuan's eyes flashed and he suddenly glared at the two of them.

"Seeking death!" The old man's voice was cold, and just as his fingers were about to exert force, Yang Daoxuan shouted: "I say, I say!"

"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "I thought it was a tough guy, but I didn't expect it to soften so quickly. You were already frightened like this before I even exerted my strength."

"My physical body is hidden at the bottom of the sea. I can get it, but there is a condition. Please don't refine my soul into a magic weapon." Yang Daoxuan said in a deep voice with a gloomy face. "Oh? Are you still negotiating terms with me?" Hongyu smiled, but did not answer his question. Instead, he motioned to the old man: "Mr. Qian, let him go and let him get his body."

"Your Highness, this man is full of tricks. If we let him down like this, it would be bad if he escapes from the bottom of the sea! Why don't you let me go down and get his body." Tang Long immediately suggested.

Hearing this, Leng Rouran's expression changed slightly, her giant demon body was underneath.

"It doesn't matter! He is just a Yangshen, and he can't make any trouble in front of Mr. Qian, a master of five thunder tribulations. If he dares to escape, Mr. Qian, you can just shoot him at the bottom of the sea with the Dragon Soul Bow!" Hong Hong! Yu sneered.

"Go ahead, give you fifty breathing time!" The old man said, throwing Yang Daoxuan's spirit down.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Yang Daoxuan's soul finally took a breath.

He looked up at Hong Yu and pretended to be serious: "Please remember what I asked just now!"

After saying that, it turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the seabed.

Soon, the sea water broke open, and Yang Daoxuan flew up with his physical body.

"What a handsome and strong body, I'm a little tempted!" Hongyu said with a smile: "Mr. Qian, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and give it a try!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The old man blocked Leng Rou with a thought and then, with a smile, turned into a stream of light and went straight to Yang Daoxuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boy, get out of here!" After the old man's soul entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he arbitrarily pulled away Yang Daoxuan's soul with a palm.He looked it over and said with a smile: "The body of the Son of Destiny is really good. When my thoughts leave my mark on the sea of ​​consciousness, this body will be mine."

"Boy, I won't kill you, and don't be afraid." The old man glanced at the frightened Yang Daoxuan, laughed loudly, and his endless thoughts penetrated every inch of the sea of ​​​​consciousness like a big tree taking root.

However, the next moment, his face suddenly froze, and then his expression changed drastically and he became frightened.

He found that his soul was actually collapsing and disintegrating, dissipating in an irreparable way.

His soul was like old bark, peeling off piece by piece, then collapsed and disappeared. In just one breath, half of his face was blurred.

"What's going on?" The old man was shocked and looked at Yang Daoxuan: "You..."

Yang Daoxuan was smiling at this moment, his smile was extremely bright.

"You...little bastard, you are plotting against me!" The old man was shocked and angry: "I will kill you!"

His thoughts separated, but disappeared like blue smoke. As soon as his soul moved, the fragments on his body withered like petals, becoming transparent instantly.

"The law of the great road, this is the law of the great road. You have been deprived of your body." The old man realized this in horror and wanted to shout a reminder, but it was too late.

Before the word "下" was uttered, the entire soul had been dismembered by the invisible law of the great road.

"What are you doing so badly that you actually want to take my body? You are an enemy of the Son of Destiny. Isn't this against the way of heaven? If you don't die, who will?"

After experiencing so many things, Yang Daoxuan suddenly realized that he might really have great luck?

Are the three golden flowers of luck above your head really gifts from fate?
Or perhaps, this luck did not directly affect him, but blessed him with the title "Son of Luck".The cause and effect that other people have with him is actually because of this name, not because of him.

Yang Daoxuan pondered this question silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)