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Chapter 205 Disaster to Three Thousand Little Worlds!

Zhao Yi stood on a high mountain hundreds of miles away, looking up into the distance.

Looking at the doomsday-like lead clouds rolling over the sky, I couldn't help but feel a throb in my heart.

If he hadn't experienced the Chaos Storm, Zhao Yi would have run as far as he could.

The ancestors of the Zhao family have been tempered by the chaos storm.

Although the thunder tribulation in front of me was terrifying, it was still a bit worse than the black thunder and fire.

The ancestors of the Zhao family are not afraid, but the people in the spirit world are not necessarily afraid.

In Zhao Yi's spiritual consciousness, countless powerful spiritual consciousnesses from the spiritual world swept towards this place.

But after sensing the lightning disaster that spread hundreds of kilometers, everyone seemed to be electrocuted. They immediately withdrew their spiritual consciousness and no longer dared to pry into the situation here.

There are also some people lurking outside the scope of the thunder tribulation, paying careful attention to the ancestors of the Zhao family during the thunder tribulation.

The necromancer who originally escaped has already caught up with those people.

The name of the world of cultivating immortals quickly spread.

The world of cultivating immortals, which had not appeared in the Three Thousand Small Worlds for hundreds of thousands of years, suddenly appeared in this form, which directly shocked countless people.

Zhao Yi was very satisfied with the result.

The world of immortality is not a weak world that can be manipulated by others.

Now that he is back again, his move will give everyone a slight shock.

This is quite interesting!

boom! boom! boom!

Endless calamity thunder fell.

The first ones to bear the brunt were not the ancestors of the Zhao family, but those undead creatures that looked like wooden piles.

The ancestors of the Zhao family have been struck by lightning many times and have gained experience.

As soon as the calamity thunder fell, they rushed to crowded places.

Undead creatures, orcs, and slow escaping necromancers.

Under the first wave of thunder and disaster, the two major organizations that were originally so powerful were reduced to ruins like rain hitting a pipa.

The lich and zombies among the undead were directly struck into pieces by lightning.

Without the stench of these two undead creatures, the air in the Necromancer camp is much cleaner.

The situation of the orcs on the other side was not so good.

Wild beasts are inherently afraid of thunder.

After those beasts became orcs, the fear of thunder and lightning in their genes did not diminish at all.

Half of the orcs were frightened to death, and the other half, although not dead, were frightened to the point of excrement and urine.

The already smelly livestock army was now mixed with feces and farts, and the smell suddenly became even worse.

Zhao Yi's position was downwind, and when the horrible smell was blown by the wind, he almost fainted.

The first round of calamity thunder passed, and the ancestors of the Zhao family emerged from every corner.

They looked at each other with a proud look on their faces.

"Thunder Tribulation in the world is one family, and everyone can take advantage of it as expected."

"It's a pity. There are too few undead creatures here. If they can't resist two rounds, they will probably be gone."

"Didn't that kid Zhao Yi say that orcs are very powerful in the Three Thousand Small World? Why are they so rubbish and half scared to death by a wave of thunder?"

"Gold is better than Meng. I counted them all alive just now. When the thunderstorm is over, I can take them back and mine them."

"Mammoths are really useful. Not only are they big, but they also have rough skin and thick flesh. They can withstand several thunder waves."

"You all, please take it easy. After all, we represent the world of cultivating immortals. We cannot let people in the spiritual world think that people in the world of cultivating immortals are all so wicked."

"Where did that kid Zhao Yi go? We helped him carry so much before, but now our ancestor is in trouble, that kid ran away without a trace, what an unfilial son!"

Zhao Yi stood on a distant mountain and heard the discussion under the billowing clouds. He turned his head and pretended not to recognize them.

The face of the world of cultivating immortals has been completely lost this time.

Next, it depends on the reaction of the spirit world.

Zhao Yi stood on the high mountain and looked around, quickly discovering the people in the spirit world lurking outside the scope of the robbery cloud.

The cultivation level of these people is not high, at most they are only at the eighth level of Saint Realm. They should be just spies who were sent to you to observe the situation.

Zhao Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had previously thought that the Three Thousand Small Worlds were filled with powerful powers from the tenth level of the Return to the Void Realm.

As a result, people who have reached the eighth level of the Saint Realm can now be sent out to do things.

It can be seen from this that although the spiritual world and the three thousand small worlds are stronger than the world of cultivating immortals, they are mainly stronger than the senior monks. The realm of ordinary monks is similar to that of the world of cultivating immortals.

"It seems that the three thousand small world is more chaotic than imagined." Zhao Yi was completely relieved.

If the Three Thousand Small Worlds had been developing steadily, it would be impossible for them to remain at the same level as the Immortal Cultivating World in hundreds of thousands of years.

This situation now shows that the internal disputes in the Three Thousand Worlds are fierce and have almost knocked out the dog's brain.

In this case, it muddies the water even more.

Zhao Yi scanned the ancestors of the Zhao family and quickly found the great ancestor "Zhao Xuan" hiding under the butt of a comatose mammoth.

"Zhao Xuan" stuck his butt out and was pretending to be dead.

Suddenly hearing Zhao Yi's voice, his body moved slightly, and then he turned back to look at the high altar not far away.

That altar is the passage between the Black Stele Forest and the spiritual world.

Zhao Yi's idea is very simple, that is, let the great ancestor "Zhao Xuan" and others stand on the altar and introduce the heavenly tribulation and the like into the passage of the spiritual world.

Zhao Yi guessed that the passage in the spiritual world should not only connect to the Black Stele Forest, but that Jie Lei entering the passage would probably be led into the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

It would be best if Tribulation Thunder could directly destroy the connecting channels between each world.

If it cannot be destroyed, those tribulation thunders will cause harm to many people if they go out along the passage.

These people are all potential enemies of the world of immortality.

The more people die now, the less pressure there will be on the world of immortality when war breaks out in the future.

Emperor Gaozu "Zhao Xuan" quickly figured out what Zhao Yi meant.

He hesitated for a moment, then got up from the ground, grabbed the mammoth with both hands, pushed it hard on his head, and quickly walked up to the high platform.

boom!

The second thunderbolt fell.

The mammoth above "Zhao Xuan" died in a coma.

Of course, its death was not in vain.

When the mammoth was struck by the thunderbolt, it gave "Zhao Xuan" a moment of reaction time.

"Zhao Xuan" took no more than one thousandth of a breath from the time the mammoth died to rolling to the side.

The moment the silver-white thunder dragon penetrated the mammoth, it struck the altar hard.

boom!

Sand and rocks were flying on the altar, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

"Zhao Xuan" was watching from the side, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"feasible!"

Just now, when the thunderbolt fell on the altar, the infinite power of thunder and lightning was directly transmitted away by the channel.

Although I don't know where those thunders ended up, it proved that Zhao Yi's guess was indeed feasible.

"That boy is so evil!"

"Zhao Xuan" thought of Zhao Yi and suddenly felt sad in his heart.

Using the passage between small worlds to transmit the tribulation thunder is an idea that no one in the world can think of except Zhao Yi.

The key is that this outrageous plan is actually feasible.

at the same time.

The secret realm of Dahe, the Forest of Black Steles.

Zhao Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, Linglong guarding him vigilantly.

At this moment, silver-white electric snakes fell from the void.

Boom boom boom!

Countless thunder snakes continued to bombard the Taotie Temple.

In the temple, a man who was full of decay and was struck by lightning gradually came to life.

The same scene happened in the three thousand small world link channel at the same time.

Zhao Yi's guess was right.

The channel in the spiritual world indeed connects three thousand small worlds at the same time.

On this day, Three Thousand Small Worlds exploded.

While people were sitting at home, thunder came from the sky.

Many small worlds began to spread a saying that came out of nowhere.

The scourge of the spiritual world is coming!

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