Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

Chapter 57

　　Curse……

　　If the ordinary catastrophe is a trial, the black catastrophe represents the punishment.

　　Although there is only one word difference between Heavenly Tribulation and Heavenly Punishment, the meanings of the two are vastly different.Although the calamity is ruthless, it leaves a ray of life for the robbers, and the punishment is absolutely endless.

　　An endless sense of icy destruction and terror enveloped the whole world.

　　The moment he was locked by the black lightning, the cultivator of the Tribulation Realm only felt cold all over his body, and even his soul was completely frozen.

　　no no!

　　why?

　　Why am I locked?

　　Why did the catastrophe come against me?Isn't there a monk nearby who is transcending the calamity?

　　The pupils of the cultivator of Jieshengjie shrunk to the size of the tip of a needle, and his heart was full of astonishment and confusion.Even the dead man whose emotions have been wiped out, under this most terrifying power of heaven, an unprecedented sense of fear grows wildly in his mind.

　　boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　God's punishment, fell.

　　The black robbery light fell with the momentum of annihilating everything.

　　The cultivator who witnessed this scene with his last sight wanted to roar hysterically and to run away, but under the endless cold and terror, his body and will had been completely frozen, and he could not even move a finger. Must not.

　　boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　The pitch-black punishment pierced through the earth, completely annihilating the body and soul of the cultivator of the Tribulation Realm in an instant, and what remained in the end was only a barren land.

　　Punishment is destruction...

　　After that tribulation thunder fell, not only the target, but also this area completely died.

　　The vitality of the earth has completely dissipated, and it has become dry and dark. The forest rooted in the earth is also withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye...

　　"..."

　　Everyone who witnessed all this felt trembling in their hearts.

　　However, the dead men of the Profound Realm quickly grasped the status quo. The leader in charge of restraining the target had already died, and there was no possibility for them to complete the task, so they simply turned back and tried to retreat.

　　They obviously knew that if they escaped together, Gu Shiyun would easily be wiped out by Gu Shiyun, so the four of them separated into four directions when they fled for their lives——

　　Just how could Fang Mingjing be willing to let them escape like this?

　　Heaven Punishment obviously felt his mood. The next moment, the aura of destruction locked on these dead soldiers, freezing their souls there.

　　"Mirror?"

　　Gu Shiyun and Qing He didn't even react when they saw Fang Mingjing pulling out the sword and approaching those people step by step.

　　"nothing."

　　His childish voice sounded with his back to the beautiful woman.

　　Nothing murderous, just very clear, very clear.

　　A golden phantom of the sun appeared behind him.

　　The spiritual energy surged like a yang flame, accompanied by a strong heat wave, and there was a faint sense of distortion on the barren and devastated land...

　　boom... boom boom boom boom...

　　The pitch-black tribulation thunder was still rolling in the sky.

　　Just as Little Saint Child clenched his sword, a huge and terrifying aura descended from the robbery cloud in the sky, and before no one could react, it merged into his body.

　　"Mirror!?"

　　Gu Shiyun's heart trembled.

　　But under her gaze, Fang Mingjing didn't seem to feel anything unusual, but the golden sun behind him was rapidly turning pitch black.

　　The dark sun wheel still exudes an amazingly high temperature, but compared with before, there is a terrifying sense of cold and dead silence.

　　The aura of destruction that is exactly the same as God's punishment merges into the shadow of the big sun...

　　After grasping the current situation a little, Fang Mingjing did not panic. He held the sword and swung down at a dead man in front of him.

　　boom!

　　The blade is broken.

　　Along with it, the vision of the crowd is also broken.

　　After the sword was swung down, a scorching jet-black waterfall rushed out. Wherever it passed, everything was twisted into nothingness, followed by a terrifying aura.

　　annihilation.

　　Can bring destruction to everything for no reason, as long as it is covered by that dark waterfall, everything will be destroyed.

　　The body of the dead man withered in an instant, and then shattered directly. Then, the majestic black aura completely detonated.

　　- rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　The whole world is shaking like an illusion.

　　At this moment, Fang Mingjing couldn't find any vitality in front of him.

　　The black cloud of punishment dissipates,

　　sunny sky-

　　At this moment, Fang Mingjing had no blade in his hand, so he smiled lightly.

　　Little Saint Child glanced at the clear sky with a lovely face, then waved her young hand up and down, turning around and running towards her aunt Gu Shiyun.

　　"Mirror..."

　　"I'm fine~!" he said so briskly.

　　"That's good."

　　The beautiful woman instantly felt that a big stone fell to the ground in her heart.

　　She sighed, feeling both self-reproach and loving pity, and picked him up.

　　"Continue on your way, Qing He."

　　"Yes, princess."

　　The maid's face froze.

　　...Fortunately the carriage was not damaged. .

Chapter 58

　　The sun means sacred, solemn and inviolable.

　　What about the black sun?

　　Not long after returning to the Holy Land that day, Fang Mingjing went to find his master, Jiang Jiuge.

　　In the endlessly vast dojo, a vast golden sun appeared behind Fang Mingjing, but as his mind moved, the golden sun that released dazzling rays of light quickly dyed it pitch black.

　　An icy aura of destruction filled the dojo.

　　Feeling this breath, Jiang Jiuge's face was rarely cautious.

　　"Curse……"

　　"According to the records of ancient books, even in the ancient times, the punishment has only occurred two or three times, but because it is too long ago, the specific situation is unknown."

　　"And since the Holy Land was built, there is no information."

　　"Do you know why so many monks seem extremely powerless in the face of the catastrophe?"

　　Jiang Jiuge suddenly raised this question.

　　But before Fang Mingjing thought about it, he answered.

　　"Because of robbery."

　　"Most of the monks can still survive the first thunder calamity even if they are not prepared."

　　"It stands to reason that there are not many medicinal pills that can instantly repair the injury, so before the second thunder calamity falls, those monks should be able to return to their peak state immediately."

　　"But in fact, the destruction characteristics of Jie Huo will suppress all this. Even Jie Huo has the characteristics of using spiritual power as fuel, so whether it is to repair the physical body or restore the spiritual energy, many times it becomes a calamity. poison."

　　"And as the calamity transcends, the calamity fire in the transcendence body will also accumulate deeper and deeper, so in the end, it will not survive, and it will basically be turned into fly ash under the burning of the calamity fire."

　　Looking at the dark sun behind Fang Mingjing, Jiang Jiuge's eyes narrowed.

　　"...Ordinary Heavenly Tribulation Fire is still like this, while Heavenly Punishment is a purer destruction."

　　"Mingjing, your Great Sun Holy Body now has the nature of divine punishment... Although I don't understand the specific situation, since this destructive feature can be freely put away in your hands, it must have no bad effect. ."

　　So I'm invincible?

　　Fang Mingjing suddenly had this thought in his heart.

　　However, he is not the one who likes to be inflated. After all, no matter how strong his ability is, it still needs to hit people to work.

　　Seeing the unconcerned expression of the little saint, Jiang Jiuge nodded inexplicably.

　　"Okay, go back if you're okay."

　　"Then I will ask Uncle Mu to find two swords for you."

　　With a gentle push behind him, Fang Mingjing came out of the Holy Master Taoist Palace.

　　"How is it, little mirror?"

　　The Evil God has been waiting for him outside the Taoist Palace.

　　After the transformation, she can hardly see the appearance of a monster before.