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Chapter 368 - 348: Finally Became a Perfected

Chapter 368: Chapter 348: Finally Became a Perfected

What made Wang Zijia change color was that these multiple layers of the shield were continually fading.

While Wang Zijia’s complexion dramatically changed, he used up all the shield talismans that he had accumulated over these three days in one breath.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled hum, the red thunder and lightning flickered around Wang Zijia’s body and his armor vibrated incessantly.

He finally weathered it.

But his heart sank completely!

Damn it, this was just the second one, and a nine thunder tribulation had nine strikes!

It was just the condensation of a Dao foundation, the appearance of thunder tribulation is not surprising, but why this exaggerated thunder tribulation?

If he had directly condensed the Dao foundation in the beginning, wouldn’t there be no chance to resist, would he be directly killed?

Wouldn’t this turn into a deadly thunder tribulation?

"Rumble!"

He did not have much time to think at all. Another more exaggerated thunder attack came, as if a red flood dragon was attacking.

Wang Zijia couldn’t care about anything else.

The Five Ghosts Talisman emerged from his body, transforming into eerie flesh and blood, fusing into his body, roaming in the gaps of his Devil Body Avatar.

"Roar!"

Behind him, a golden dragon’s phantom arose, coiling out like a rear spirit.

Meanwhile, a dozen specially made paper figures rushed into the sky towards the thunder tribulation.

The remaining few jade talismans were all activated by Wang Zijia, and more than twenty huge molten fireballs, each several tens of meters in radius and like falling meteors, illuminated the entire sky!

This made all the onlookers stunned, almost thinking that the Immortal venerate was going to blow up the sky.

"Rise!"

With a roar that echoed throughout the Demon Suppression Sect, the spear thrust into the sky, its tip gathered momentum, unleashing a golden dragon phantom, and more than twenty fireballs circled around the golden dragon and soared into the sky.

First, a dozen special paper figures that were as powerful as a perfected cultivator turned into ashes on contact with the thunder.

Without the slightest pause, the thunder and lightning clashed once again with the golden dragon carrying the fireballs.

"Boom Boom!"

"Snap!"

The fireball golden dragon exploded, turning into a sky full of fire clouds, covering tens of miles, illuminating the entire dark sky of the Demon Suppression Sect, dyeing everything bloody red.

A multitude of people watched, stunned, at this apocalyptic spectacle.

"Boom!"

Without waiting for the fire cloud to dissipate, another red thunderbolt shot out from the fire cloud, rushing towards Wang Zijia who had not yet had time to catch his breath.

Wang Zijia’s complexion dramatically changed!

Damn it!

His golden pupils glared, a rich divine light shot out, and at the same time, he thrust the spear in his hand again!

"Snap!"

The thunder and lightning struck the divine light from the pupil surgery, paused for a moment, and then contacted the spear.

"Crack!"

The broken long spear, whether it could not bear it, or it was refined more thoroughly, the cracks in the spear became more numerous, and there were even faint flashes of lightning.

The thunder traveled down the spear, striking Wang Zijia once again.

"Hmm!"

Wang Zijia let out another muffled hum, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and tears of blood also flowed out of his pupils.

"Wah wah!"

"Snap!"

The Five Ghosts roaming in the crevices of his body also let out muffled hums, and the scent of scorched smell came in waves. Many more cracks appeared on his broken armor.

"Rumble!"

What caused Wang Zijia’s complexion to change dramatically was that no rest was given to him whatsoever, a fifth thunder tribulation followed closely!

"Shit!

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’Element: Blood Droplet·Crystal Spear Explosion!’

Wang Zijia’s hair flew wildly, and his momentum surged rapidly.

Three dazzling blood pearls emerged and merged into the spear in his hand.

"Weng!"

As a condensed artifact, it vibrated as if it had a life of its own, and with an earth-shattering momentum, it soared into the sky.

"Go!"

The spear was thrust out by Wang Zijia again!

"Snap!"

"Crack!"

Once again, on contact with the thunder and lightning, numerous red thunder roam downwards.

"Puff!"

Wang Zijia spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale and his huge body even swayed a little.

Just as he was preparing to boost his vitality again, condense the blood droplet, and fight to the death.

Before he could do anything, he suddenly froze.

"Splash!"

No next thunder tribulation continued to fall, the one-nine thunder tribulation only had five strikes.

The dark sky seemed to have been punctured by his spear shadow, revealing a hole.

Right in the center of the endless thundercloud, an empty hole was exposed. A divine light full of immortal energy descended, like a beautiful Tyndall effect, instantly enveloping Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia’s massive figure quickly shrank and began to float.

Dense special spiritual energy poured down from the sky.

"This is... I crossed... How come this one-nine thunder tribulation only has five strikes?"

Between Wang Zijia’s ecstatic moments, he felt that his injuries were rapidly recovering under such a status.

Not only that, the Five Ghosts on his body, which had been bombarded and scorched, suddenly condensed out.

Under Wang Zijia’s astonished gaze, they transformed into the state of ghost babies.

Then, their hands, like ghost claws, began to elongate, their front claws also began to change, and fiery red molten rocks grew all over their bodies.

On their original pale bodies, fiery red patterns began to appear.

With the roaming of thunder and molten rock, they turned into molten rock ghost beings. Their momentum rapidly rose, and they seemed to be advancing!

Their bodies were covered with molten rocks, their ghost faces turned into a demonic shape, looking very much like colored molten rock beasts, well, little beasts, their heights were still only one meter.

The long spear in his hand and the armor on his body also underwent deep changes under this spiritual light.

And Wang Zijia’s transformation had not ended, he saw that the thunder clouds scattered in the sky, and the retarded Heavenly Dao of this world finally gave him the exalted immortal treatment of auspicious clouds for ten thousand miles and purple qi spreading for three thousand miles.

"Weng!"

Then, something that shocked Wang Zijia even more happened.