SanjitNovel Chapter 258 Thunder Tribulation Comes, Human Race Will
Chapter 258 Thunder Tribulation Comes, Human Race Will
Human Holy Land.
The branch in Cangjie's hand waved faster and faster.
He writes like a dragon, extremely fast.
One by one, ancient characters appeared above the sky.
Every word is ten thousand feet in size and exudes a mysterious aura.
The characters gradually arranged into a giant dragon, about ten thousand feet long.
The giant dragon is covered with golden light, and the luck of the human race gathers towards it.
The thunder disaster in the sky became more and more terrifying.
Countless black thunderbolts danced in the clouds, baring their teeth and claws, raging ferociously.
A saint, the third ancestor of the human race, a great power in the wild.
They gradually understood.
The human race is the protagonist of the prehistoric world.
Now Cangjie's invention of characters is even more beneficial to the development of the human race.
Record the secrets of the world and the inheritance of the human race in words.
In this way, from generation to generation, the luck of the human race will never be cut off.
Now that the Heavenly Tribulation is condensed, it is the test of the Dao of Heaven for Cangjie and even the entire human race.
After surviving the catastrophe, the human race will become the protagonist of the prehistoric world forever.
If you can't make it through, then the identity of the protagonist of the human world remains to be investigated.
If the human race has its own writing, it will greatly increase its luck.
As Cangjie created characters, there were more and more characters.
The thunder above the holy land of the human race became more and more terrifying.
"This thunder, even the peak quasi-sage can't bear it."
"This junior brother, can he really survive the thunder disaster?"
Suirenshi said worriedly.
The third ancestor of the human race is a disciple of Kunpeng.
And Cangjie was the apprentice that Kunpeng accepted decades ago, his mentor.
"Third Patriarch, don't worry."
"Cangjie's creation of characters has immeasurable merit."
"It must be safe and sound."
Emperor Shirasawa said from the side.
He was full of confidence in Cangjie.
"The Emperor is right."
Human Emperor Xuanyuan nodded.
In an instant.
Cangjie has created all the human characters.
He took a deep breath, and then looked up at the word dragon.
"The three thousand characters of the human race have been created, and the way of heaven and humanity can learn from it."
There are three thousand roads and three thousand words.
Three thousand is not a fixed number, but a lot.
The word dragon hovers in the sky.
Infinite golden light sprinkled on the prehistoric land.
The robbery cloud covered the sky.
The entire holy land of the human race has been plunged into darkness.
But the giant dragon of tens of thousands of feet shines on the earth for hundreds of millions of miles, like a star, shining brightly.
Cang Jie's voice fell.
The robbery cloud in the sky that day began to change.
Countless thunderbolts gradually gathered together.
In the end, Thunder turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one.
These 81 thunderbolts are all as thick as one million feet.
The thunder was rolling, just like the world was destroyed.
A sense of powerlessness emerged in Hong Huang Da Neng's heart.
Especially those quasi-sages.
Now looking bleak.
If this thunder calamity really fell on him, he would definitely be wiped out.
Even the existence of the quasi-sage peak, without the treasure of heaven and earth in hand, is not sure to survive the thunder disaster.
Rumble!
With a loud noise, the first thunder tribulation fell.
That thunder calamity exuded the power of destruction, as if it wanted to strangle the whole world.
"Roar!"
in the sky.
The text golden dragon roared suddenly.
I saw a golden beam of light colliding with the thunder.
Rumble!
The colliding air waves shattered the void.
The first thunderbolt was also submerged in this golden beam of light.
Cangjie stands in the void.
His face is majestic, and the ancient well is calm.
Thunder fell one after another, but he didn't blink.
Be fearless and strive for self-improvement.
The text golden dragon kept roaring amidst the thunder.
The golden light did not decrease but increased.
It seems that the power of Thunder Tribulation is just tickling for it.
"The last nine thunderbolts, come together!"
Cangjie said slowly.
The fighting will in the body is even stronger.
Cangjie looked up at the sky, looking at the billowing thunderclouds, without any expression of fear on his face.
"Human Race, Immortal."
"Word Golden Dragon, swallowed the thunder disaster."
Cang Jie said abruptly.
I saw the tens of thousands of feet of golden dragon, roaring, rushing into the thunder calamity.
next second.
The nine thunderbolts merged directly and turned into a thunder dragon with tens of thousands of feet.
This Thunder Dragon is ferocious and terrifying, extremely tyrannical.
A pair of black eyes flashed with thunder.
Jinlong is also extremely arrogant, and directly fights with him.
Everyone in the Holy Land of the Human Race was stunned.
This Cangjie was too fierce.
He actually wanted to devour this lightning calamity.
Brontosaurus.
Golden dragon.
Biting each other, the terrifying power shattered the space.
"It seems that the golden dragon with tens of thousands of meters can't bear it anymore."
In the Holy Land, someone suddenly said.
I saw the golden dragon was covered with scars.
Countless words fell down.
But the Thunder Dragon was still terrifying.
"The will of the human race, now!"
Seeing this, Cang Jie didn't panic.
There is tenacity in his words.
"Humans, give me your will."
Cangjie roared angrily.
He didn't want the characters he created to be destroyed by the catastrophe.
Cangjie does not want the civilization and inheritance of the human race to disappear in the long river of history.
He wants to make the human race last forever, and the civilization of the human race will last forever.
Cangjie's furious roar overwhelmed the rolling thunder.
I saw starlight suddenly appeared on the prehistoric land.
In the starlight, there is the will of the human race.
The stars gathered and merged into the golden dragon.
Suddenly, the golden dragon shone brighter.
Three thousand characters, shining brightly.
Soon, the light turned into seven colors.
The golden dragon with tens of millions of feet suddenly turned into a colorful dragon with hundreds of millions of feet.
"The human race should strengthen itself!"
Cangjie gave a loud shout.
"swallow!"
I saw the seven-colored dragon suddenly exerting strength.
The next moment, it shattered the void, bit the Thunder Dragon, and swallowed it.
The Thunder Dragon disappeared, and the Heavenly Tribulation dispersed.
"Colorful dragon, change!"
The next moment, the multi-million-foot colorful dragon suddenly turned into a pen.
That pen, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into the sky.
A colorful dragon, like a relief, hovers above the magic brush.
"That turned out to be the best innate meritorious treasure."
All the great powers who were observing in secret exclaimed one after another.
The best innate spirit treasure is extremely rare, let alone the best innate merit spirit treasure.
The prehistoric people couldn't believe it, they seemed to have just experienced an illusory dream.
The thunder tribulation that could shake the saint and kill the pinnacle of the quasi-sage was so easily resolved.
What's more, Cangjie actually harvested a supreme innate meritorious treasure.
"Cangjie, you did a good job."
In the void, Kunpeng and others appeared in front of Cangjie.
"Meet Master."
Cangjie hastily bowed in salute.
At the same time, he also nodded to the three ancestors of the human race, the three emperors and others.
"Cangjie's creation of characters has immeasurable merit."
"My teacher, who controls humanity, seals Cangjie as the progenitor of the human race with the seal of Kongtong."
Kunpeng's voice suddenly spread throughout the prehistoric world.
With a wave of his hand, a wave of human luck entered Cangjie's body.
"Look, Heavenly Dao Merit."
Inside the Holy Land, someone suddenly shouted.