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Chapter 42: The Time of the Tribulation

The earth, which was still covered with twilight, suddenly became darker, the horizon of the setting sun was extinguished, and the haze fell, covering the entire Yushan, the entire Ancheng City, and the entire world in the shadow of the storm.

"what happens?"

"Why is it suddenly windy? Is it going to rain?"

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, people who were busy with the affairs at hand rushed to the window. What they saw was the overwhelming dark clouds covering the dome, and then the wind without warning swept up, stirring up the grass and trees swaying like dancing.

Suddenly someone screamed, picked up the phone on one side, opened the window and pointed to the direction of Yushan in the distance: "Hey, look at the clouds over there!"

Where he fingered, the flowing haze was converging, like a vortex on the sea. There was lightning flashing in the vortex, something was ready to go, and the roar of the sky was faintly revealed.

What they didn't see was that just below the haze was the Kunlun University campus.

The wind swept by, and the students who were moving on campus were stunned by the wind and sand. They raised their hands to block their faces and shouted to each other in the wind.

As soon as the rustling conversation started, it was completely submerged by a loud explosion - it was a thunder that shook the sky and the earth, like a huge war drum ringing on the dark clouds. Looking up, a few thunderous white lights rolled among the dark clouds, as if a dragon was traveling between the clouds.

The students put down their hands covering their ears and stared blankly at the clouds pressing down. Only when the thunder completely dissipated did someone finally react.

"Is it...it's heavenly thunder?"

Although they had been mentally prepared before, when they were facing this strange phenomenon, the half-aged children still couldn't help but feel weak in their legs. Almost as they shouted, the familiar notification sounded in everyone's ears, Wu Xin was conveying Wei Ze's words.

"All students please pay attention, all students please pay attention. The time for the tribulation is approaching, and the thunder tribulation is about to reach the sky above the campus. Please return to the dormitory immediately to avoid being accidentally injured by thunder. Repeat, everyone will return to the dormitory immediately!"

The guess came true, and no one who heard the notice dared to neglect it. The students who were originally scattered around the campus immediately gathered like an ant colony that had left the cave and flowed into the dormitory building in unison.

But no one went back to the room. Everyone climbed up to the high-rise, gathered on the balcony of the dormitory building, squeezed and looked up at each other - at this time the lightning was already spread throughout the sky, as if to cover the world under this dark cloud.

This is the precedent of the heavenly tribulation. It comes from the void, and the power against this campus is about to appear.

"Is this the thunder tribulation... Then Teacher Wei..."

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and subconsciously looked at the railings of the book pavilion. There was a white figure standing in the wind, and the Taoist robe was flying up and down in the wind.

"It's really here." Wei Ze tightened the Longquan sword in his hand, turned to Yan Ruyu behind the door of the book Pavilion and said, "Let's start."

"Natural." Yan Ruyu's answer came from the building, "The situation before the thunder tribulation is not scary. Fellow Taoist, let's see if I cast spells."

As soon as he finished speaking, the book pavilion, which was already a little dark, lit up.

Without lighting the lamp, it was the numerical painting engraved on the wall that shone with light. The spiritual pages trembled in the light, and the vast sea of ​​literary spirit filled the entire attic. In this ocean of literary spirit, Yan Ruyu, whose eyes were closed, was floating in it.

"Ho...ho--"

In the golden light, Yan Ruyu, who closed her eyes, suddenly opened her voice and chanted, with a strange voice, as if she was shouting and singing, and like a roar of wolf howling from afar.

With his singing, the overflowing spiritual power surged again, and golden light surged out from the doors and windows of the book pavilion, flowing to the campus, dyeing the students' magic array brightly.

The talisman papers everywhere began to burn, and strange ghost painting talismans were connected on the ground. Hundreds of light spots extended and connected each other, forming a large net to cover the entire campus. The golden light that surged out became a light film covering it. At first glance, the campus seemed to be locked under a translucent giant umbrella.

This is the real array of evil spirits. The parts polished by the students were finally formed into a daunting metaphysical machine in front of them. At this time, the machine was running at full speed, protecting the campus under his body, fighting against the power from the sky.

Another thunder came, and the rolling lightning finally penetrated the clouds, illuminating the cloudy mountains and reflecting Wei Ze's face. He leaned over and rose up. The moment he stepped onto the top layer, the first lightning passed through the heaven and earth, projecting the projection of all things in the sky.

"Here you come!"

Yan Ruyu in the book pavilion suddenly opened her eyes, her arms wide open on her chest, and her stern chanting echoed throughout the book pavilion.

"The wind is rising - the clouds are flying! The power is rising inside the country - return to my hometown! How can I get a strong man - guard the four directions!"

The sound of "Song of the Wind" from thousands of years ago was heard, and the map of mountains, rivers and the country that were floating everywhere suddenly burst out. Countless golden small characters splashed out, forming the full text of the poem in the air, circling and rolling up a violent storm. The storm of the verse spread from the book pavilion, contaminating the formation of the earthly evil outside the building, which made the formation surge together, contacting the lightning that was struck down, like two giant pythons tearing in the air.

"Shoot and kill the white-headed tiger in Zhongshan, and be willing to count the yellow Xuer in Yexia - fight three thousand miles in one body! One sword once blocked a million divisions!"

"The Veteran General's Journey" sounded, and a sonorous tremor came from the storm, as if thousands of troops were galloping there. The thunder in the tug-of-war gradually split into pieces and was torn into pieces of lightning.

"This is Wen Sheng... It is true that literature carries the truth and uses literature as its power."

Wei Ze stood on the tower, and at the closest to the sky, he completely brought the scene of the human and heavenly struggle against each other: Yan Ruyu's defensive magic circle dissolved the forward momentum of the heavenly tribulation, which was consistent with expectations. And he would take the next thunder.

He turned it out with one hand and several talismans had been prepared in his palm. He raised his head and waited quietly.

At the same moment, in the book pavilion, Yan Ruyu looked up at the sky, her voice opened loudly, and the last line of poetry rushed out, as if more shocking than the thunder sound-

"I smiled at the sky with my own sword, and I will stay with my liver and gallbladder!"

The final conclusion was actually the "Prison Inscription" of the Qing Dynasty. It was obviously a new word he learned from the Chinese textbook. With the roar, the golden literary energy reached its peak, the lightning spread, and the lightning that confronted it was intercepted in the air.

This scene fell in front of the tower and observed the students' eyes, and it was like a huge rock stimulating the heart.

This is the result of their learning. The magic circle outlined by them is now facing the way of heaven!

An unconscious cry broke out in the dormitory building. They all saw Wei Ze's figure under the sky light. In the reflection, the figure was still as moving as a mountain, and there was no such thing as they imagined. This tribulation will surely be successful. This is the highest ritual and test in the world of immortal cultivation, and they are about to witness this moment!

"I really didn't expect that... just those small magic arrays can be so powerful when they gathered..." Someone murmured in shock among the crowd.

"That's not! It's also thanks to Brother Xiao and others who helped us connect their own magic circles, otherwise there would be no such effect." Someone immediately followed his words, and the speaker showed off with a proud look on his face, and then suddenly discovered something.
Chapter completed!
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