Alien Dust

Chapter 575 I Will Give You Your Thunder Tribulation
The fairy mirror of the red immortal Ge Chen hangs high, and the stars are moving in the mirror.

The true energy of Du Mao and Ruan Muhan was imprisoned by invisible shackles, and the bright light of Di Cang and Xuan Cang suddenly dimmed.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether this was the mysterious magic of the immortals or the law of the Infinite City.

Upon seeing this, madness rekindled in Chang Chou's eyes!
He slapped his palms towards the sea of ​​clouds, and the veins of the entire mountain palace rumbled and trembled. Countless rock spikes rose from the ground, carrying turbid yellow and blue true energy, piercing towards the two of them!
"Boom!" Du Mao roared, his arms became as strong as dragons, and he crushed the attacking rock with his bare hands.

Amidst flying gravel, he leaped to the top of Chang Chou's head, and his true energy gushed out from all his orifices, condensing into the shadow of a mountain pressing down on his head.

Chang Chou hurriedly blocked with his sword, but the sword cracked at the moment of contact. The seemingly solid mountain was actually the result of millions of fist shadows!
"You old thief, the Huang Cang you borrowed can't even take one punch from me!" Du Mao's punches were powerful, and every blow made Chang Chou's palm bleed.

Chang Chou roared and made a final blow using the breath of the entire earth as a knife. However, before Chang Chou could swing his sword, Du Mao grabbed his wrist with one hand.

"Impossible!" Chang Chou was extremely shocked. He didn't understand how Du Mao did it. His speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. He could even see through the moves he was going to make.

The yellow and blue aura was being devoured inch by inch. Chang Chou knew that his high-level martial arts true qi came from immortals and was a borrowed power, but he did not expect it to be so weak. This made Chang Chou feel that his true qi was injected with some other substance and was a crude imitation. Otherwise, how could he be so unbearable when Du Mao was suppressed?

"You have indeed forgotten the essence of Zhenwu. No matter what kind of Zhenqi it is, it is just a tool for us to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. It is no different from a piece of armor or a weapon. For the Zhenwu God who has shaped every acupuncture point in his body and his body and soul to an impeccable level, even without the so-called Zhenqi, he is still at a high level of martial arts. He is definitely not comparable to an old ghost like you who puts on a cassock and thinks he can become a Buddha instantly!"

Du Mao's eyes were burning with anger. He swung his fists and arms quickly. Those terrifying fists and arms drew black shadows in the air, forming a terrifying forest.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Chang Chou crashed into the mountain wall like a broken sack, and blood mist gushed out of his acupoints.

This seemingly random fist and arm hit Changchou's acupoints with precision. All his qi points were blocked, and his meridians were all shattered. His face, which had finally regained some youthfulness, suddenly turned into a withered and yellow color. The vitality of the whole person seemed to be taken away by this terrifying boxing.

However, Du Mao seemed unsatisfied. He pulled out his powerful Vajra Kick, which swept across, and all the mountains and clouds in front were shattered like building blocks piled up by children.

Chang Chou was no longer able to dodge, he felt the sour smell coming from the legs.

The next second, he felt a dark dragon hit him in the chest, causing him to feel the pain of being torn to pieces, but his vision was blurred and his hearing was lost.

Falling on the balcony of Chixian, Changchou had rehearsed in his mind countless times the fight with these insubordinate juniors. It would be earth-shaking and evenly matched. In the end, he would win by a narrow margin thanks to his nearly sixty years of experience as a warrior. But he would never have imagined that he would be beaten like a sandbag. After a few moves, the outcome was decided.

Chang Chou struggled to get up, and suddenly found that the Huang Cang Qi in his body began to dissipate, and the acupoints that had been forcibly opened dried up like a leaky leather bag.

“Immortal…save…me…” He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Red Immortal Ge Chen.

Seeing the situation had turned out like this, Ge Chen began to sigh deeply.

If I had known that Chang Chou was already so weak, I shouldn't have wasted my cultivation to help him. It seems that it is unlikely that I can rely on these idiots to overcome this ten-year disaster.

"You win. Take Chang Chou back and deal with him yourselves." Ge Chen shook his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Originally, the decision for Zhenwu Continent was decided by Ruan Muhan, and you jumped down to stir things up, making the entire Martial God Academy a mess. Then when you found out that you didn't get what you wanted, you jumped back up on the cloud and started watching the show. Do you really think of yourself as an immortal who is free and unfettered outside the Three Realms?" Wu Hen had no intention of letting the Red Immortal Ge Chen go just like that.

"What else? Haha, I give guidance to these warriors who have not yet comprehended the high level of martial arts. This is the blessing I give to the world as an immortal. As for the struggles within your Martial God Academy, what does it have to do with me?" Ge Chen put on an arrogant attitude.

Wu Hen finally understood who the arrogant immortal that Ruan Muhan was referring to was.

It was none other than the red fairy Ge Chen, who had extremely large nostrils and extremely narrow eyes.

"Have you ever thought that the thunder tribulation you have to endure will be reduced because of your sincerity and kindness, and will also be increased because of the sins you have committed?" Wu Hen asked.

"It's ridiculous. What sin have I committed? What I have done is only detrimental to you. And who are you? You are obviously an insignificant member of the Nuwa tribe, yet you dare to call yourself a black immortal. We immortals are open-minded and don't want to bother with a wild monkey like you. Get out of my mansion and don't disturb my peace!" The Red Immortal Ge Chen also lost his patience and showed his disdain and anger.

When Wu Hen heard this, his smile brightened.

He slowly raised one hand, and his palm was able to cover the sky and the sun. For a moment, the city was plunged into darkness. The sky and the earth were pitch black, and there was a terrible smell of burning.

"You may not have understood. If you offend me, I will be a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than the ten years of thunder tribulation you have to endure!" Wu Hen said this.

As soon as he finished speaking, golden lightning suddenly tore through the dark sky and earth. The scorching lightning was like cracks exploding in the sky, and those cracks tore from the sky to the earth. All the mountains higher than the buildings of Infinite City turned to ashes in an instant. All the thousand-year-old pines and firs in the Red Immortal Mountain also turned into charcoal in an instant. A golden lightning catastrophe of the Axe of Creation suddenly slammed towards the Red Immortal Ge Chen.

Red Immortal Ge Chen was horrified.

As an immortal, he even forgot the art of body movement and escape, and he rolled and crawled, and finally avoided the heavenly axe thunder that struck from the sky. However, he saw dense golden lightning formed a majestic thunder drum, which fell directly down and imprisoned him in the center of the thunder drum. Then a rumbling drum sounded, and the Red Immortal Ge Chen suddenly saw thousands of Thunder God generals, holding drum hammers, hammering at him in unison!
"Such a familiar Thunder Crossing ability!" Du Mao looked at the golden Thunder Crossing and couldn't help but miss the days when they were brothers in the world of painted scrolls.

Different from the thunder that Wu Hen had just obtained from Du Lei Taipeng, the thunder that Wu Hen now had was controlled by the Jade Emperor Qilin. The power of that thunder was definitely far beyond the thunder tribulation that these mortal immortals had to endure in ten years.

"Look at your character. You often do things that disturb the people. I will give you the ten years of calamity on behalf of God!" Wu Hen said coldly.

How could the name of Black Immortal become a laughing stock in Infinite City?

It's a good opportunity to establish my authority by stepping on Chixian today!

(End of this chapter)