The Monk

Volume 1 Chapter 1487 The Eighth Tribulation

Chapter 1487  The Eighth Tribulation

As soon as he thought of it, he had to act. Zhang Pa summoned the hard iron knife, condensed all his strength, and at the same time endured the huge pain, and then turned the pain into strength, with the burst of spiritual power, he slashed towards the high flame planet.

The knife slashed upwards, and the man followed the knife, shuttled through the fireballs in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the figure had arrived in front of the flame planet.

The big planet has been burning, and the closer the distance, the more you can feel its super-hot temperature. Seeing that he was about to enter the flames on the surface of the planet, Zhang Pa exerted his strength suddenly, and the monstrous power was all in this knife. The big knife slashed fiercely, tearing several cracks in the void starry sky.

With the appearance of several cracks in the starry sky, the starry sky suddenly became a little distorted, and those cracks also burst out with strong suction at the same time, sucking the flames falling from the flame planet into it crazily. Zhang Pa took a look, this is also possible? If I had known earlier, I would have slashed out a few alien spaces and let them block the fire for me.

This thought only flashed by, and at this time he was running away quickly. Because of the huge force of this knife, not only did it split several space cracks, but it also shattered the flaming planet.

Although the planet is large and burning at high temperature, the planet is not just fire. The fire is burning on the surface, and the inside is the real existence of the planet. With this existence, there will be crazy burning on the surface of the planet. Zhang Pa directly destroyed this planet. After one knife, the planet paused violently, and then exploded. With a bang, flames shot out, and the fanatical air waves filled the empty starry sky.

As a very lucky unlucky guy, Zhang Pa was the first to feel this heat, so after cutting a knife, he immediately ran away desperately. Fortunately, the flying speed is extremely fast, and it can travel thousands of miles in an instant. Although he was injured at this time, he could escape the damage caused by the explosion of the planet.

He fled, and his soul fire flew forward with it, taking away many fireballs and the big fire dragon that were attached to it. The existence of these flames made him continue to endure the pain. Until he ran a long way, he saw the flame planet exploded, and a very beautiful light circle burst out in the dark starry sky. The surroundings were red, pink or orange, and all were bursting with flames. From a distance, it looked like several big tails, and countless tentacles. Many colors were burning ostentatiously, releasing the last bit of light.

After about a hundred breaths, the explosion stopped. From Zhang Pa's perspective, the huge light formed by the explosion seemed a little flatter, like a duck egg, from red to white, and then from white to red. The color changed several times, and finally returned to darkness. The flame stopped, the planet was gone, and this heavenly solution was considered to have survived. At this time, the space cracks that he had split also automatically restored to flatness one by one, as if they had never appeared.

The flame planet disappeared, and the problem now was how to deal with the many fireballs and the big fire dragon. If Zhang Pa could endure the pain, at most one hour, the huge fire dragon and countless fireballs that had become rootless trees would eventually dissipate one by one. But Zhang Pa didn't want them to disappear like this. Why do you want to burn me and not burn me? What do you think of me? He wanted to collect these heavenly calamity fires, just like he used to refine the ghost fire.

And the most important thing is that Zhang Pa didn't have an hour. Who knows what will happen in an hour? What if there are more heavenly calamities? In addition, the fire of heavenly calamity and the fire of the soul are stuck together, and it takes time to separate them. Zhang Pa had to collect this pile of fire first.

But the big fire dragon is too big. Looking at this huge monster burning, Zhang Pa thought about it for a while and fought! He released all his souls with a bang, and directly had a soul out of his body. After the soul left the body, it aroused the divine thoughts with a bang, and at the same time, it spread out all over the sky and became extremely huge. At the same time as the soul became huge, the fire of the soul ignited with a bang, forming an extremely huge fire net.

Then, this fire net covered all the fireballs and the huge fire dragon. After more than a hundred breaths, the fireballs and fire dragons were not only covered, but the fire net also gathered them together. At this time, the huge fire dragon in the net was scattered and restored into countless fireballs.

At this time, there were too many fireballs and the fire net was too big. Zhang Pa urged his divine consciousness and began to squeeze the fireballs with all his strength, trying to exhaust the last bit of spiritual power in his body. After enduring for half a quarter of an hour, he finally squeezed countless fireballs into one place, leaving only one fireball. Zhang Pa was still not satisfied and continued to squeeze and condense with the fire of the soul. After a while, the fireball became smaller again, leaving only a flame as thick as a finger.

At this point, Zhang Pa retracted his soul and wrapped the flame with the fire of the soul, also collected it in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, finally done.

Put away the flame, because the danger was not gone, he did not dare to refine it at this time. Moreover, at this moment, his biggest problem was not the flame of the heavenly tribulation, but that his body was empty, with only a little spiritual power left. He could move and fly, but he could not fight. If another heavenly tribulation appeared, he would most likely die.

In any case, his body did not receive any prompts, which meant that the heavenly tribulation had not passed and he had to continue to face it, so he hurried to sit cross-legged and recover as much strength as possible. He could not admit defeat.

It was okay to admit defeat, but the problem was that in the heavenly tribulation, admitting defeat meant death. No matter who it was, they had to grit their teeth and continue to absorb.

Fortunately, this time, perhaps because they knew that the damage caused by the flame attack was too great, it took a full quarter of an hour before the next heavenly tribulation, the eighth heavenly solution, came. When the heavenly tribulation appeared, Zhang Pa sighed helplessly, and forgot to kill me. He had to stop his power and stood up, holding up the big black knife and looking forward.

This is the starry sky. Apart from broken stones and rotten dust, there is nothing else. At this moment, just a hundred meters in front of him, a speck of dust suddenly emitted a blazing light, as bright as a small star, but it was just a small speck of dust.

Anyway, it's all a heavenly tribulation, and it's going to kill me anyway, so come on. Zhang Pa didn't even think about it, and swung his sword and chopped at the glowing dust.

But although the light was bright, the dust was very small. When he chopped it down, the dust was stimulated by the wind of the sword and swung away lightly, and Zhang Pa missed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Pa sighed secretly. He really had no strength and actually missed. He put away the sword and stood up, looking at the dust, waiting for it to bring him disaster.

This is the eighth heavenly tribulation that Zhang Pa has endured. Remembering the heavenly tribulations he had just endured, he cursed in his heart. The heavenly tribulation should be like a heavenly tribulation, even if it is a wordless heavenly book for me to guess. It's like this now, and each one is nonsense. What kind of look is it?

But he cursed. He still had to look at the shining dust with his spirit, but after watching for a long time, the dust did not move, just emitting light. As time passed, the light became brighter and brighter.

Although the dust changed, Zhang Pa was powerless and could only watch until the moment of disaster.

A hundred meters away, the dust was still getting brighter, and the light was getting brighter and brighter. When it was dazzling, it suddenly exploded, and the small dust became much larger.

Zhang Pa was confused, what was this? But he did not dare to relax his vigilance and continued to observe carefully.

After the dust in the distance exploded, the volume became larger. The dust exploded and it was still dust. Each dust became smaller, but many dusts gathered together, but it was much larger than the dust just now. After these dusts appeared, they slowly gathered together. After a while, they condensed together again. At this time, because of the gathering of these dusts, the surrounding dusts gathered together.

The dust gathered tighter and tighter. From a distance, it looked like a stone, much larger than the dust. At this time, the stone exploded again, blowing the dust farther away, and then gathered again. When it gathered very tightly, it exploded again. After repeating this several times, the bright dust was gone, and a sphere as big as a house appeared a hundred meters away.

The inside of this sphere was still dust, but it absorbed many stones. When these stones also melted into the sphere, the stone sphere as big as the house became bigger again.

Watching the dust turn into stones and then into stone balls, Zhang Pa still couldn't figure out what the pile of rotten stones wanted to do. So he could only watch.

After an hour of rapid speed, the big stone on the opposite side that kept exploding finally stopped exploding, but turned into a small star, spinning gently, absorbing the dust in the starry sky.

Because it was too large, Zhang Pa had been forced to retreat a long distance and continued to be vigilant to watch the planet that appeared strangely from nothing. This planet is a dead star, without any breath of life, and is not suitable for any life to survive.

However, because the planet exploded again and again, a lot of gas was derived, forming a thick atmosphere to protect this dead star.

Zhang Pa felt very strange, could this be the origin of the star?

While he was thinking about it, the star exploded again with a bang, and this time the shattering was particularly violent and clean, even the outer atmosphere of the ball, with the dust and stones on the ball, were all blown away. Big stones, small stones, or countless dust, were scattered in the starry sky again, and there was not much difference from before they appeared.

Zhang Pa looked at it blankly, and couldn't understand it. Could this also be a heavenly tribulation?

After the explosion of the planet dissipated, it never gathered again. Zhang Pa waited for a while, and after confirming that the planet would not appear again, he hurriedly sat cross-legged to meditate. There are so many things that I can't figure out. No matter when, it is important to save your life. No matter when, you must abandon the problems you can't figure out and seize the time to practice.

But just as he sat down, a Taoist in a white robe walked out of the starry sky leisurely. He was slightly taller than Zhang Pa. He came to him casually and stood in front of him. He showed a slight sneer on his face and asked softly: "Do you understand?"

Understand? Understand what? The change from the bright dust to the star? Zhang Pa didn't understand for a moment, and looked up and asked: "Who are you?"

Judging from the height of this person, he should not be a god. Could he be a fake person transformed by the heavenly tribulation?

The Taoist in a white robe chuckled and said: "That means you didn't understand?" He was still asking questions, and his tone was still cold, which made people feel uncomfortable. Zhang Pa hesitated and said: "Are you asking about the change from nothing to something, and from something to nothing?"

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