In Lu Zifeng's horrified gaze, the Xuan Huang aperture could no longer withstand the impact of the thunderstorm, and shattered into points of light all over the ground.

Lu Zifeng lost the protection of the Xuanhuang aperture, and the violent thunderstorm directly bombarded the Xuanwu tortoise shell. The strength of the basalt tortoise shell has been exhausted, and after holding on for a few breaths, the basalt tortoise shell shattered violently, and the fragments fell directly into the thunderstorm moat, and there was no echo for a long time.

Without the protection of the basalt tortoise shell, Lu Zifeng could only push the Nine Tribulation Thunder Dragon Body to the extreme, and bear the impact of the thunderstorm with his physical body. The violent thunderstorms continued to hit Lu Zifeng's body, causing injuries one after another on the young man's body.

Every thunderstorm hit the boy's body, and a faint trace of blood appeared on the boy's body, and a trace of blood seeped out of the wound. Within a few breaths, Lu Zifeng was covered in blood, looking quite terrifying.

Lu Zifeng clenched his teeth, and a muffled snort kept coming out of the young man's mouth, and even his lips were bitten, oozing traces of blood. It is hard to imagine how much pain Lu Zifeng is suffering at this time. You must know that the boy has experienced many such scenes, and the boy has long been immune to ordinary injuries, but now the injuries are so serious that the boy can't bear them.

When the thunderstorm bombarded the boy's body, the nine thunder patterns flickered wildly, and most of the thunderstorm's power dissipated in the air, and a small part of the power was absorbed into it.

Lu Zifeng could feel that the power of the Nine Thunder Patterns was growing at a rapid speed. Lu Zifeng's Nine Tribulation Thunder Dragon Body has been completed, but it is not yet at its peak. If the boy's Nine Tribulation Thunder Dragon Body reaches its peak state, the boy's Thunder Dragon can be perfectly displayed when he goes out to sea, which is a powerful martial art comparable to the top-grade Immortal Martial Arts.

When Lu Zifeng was bearing the impact of the thunderstorm in a physical posture, Zhuo Zhiwu and the others were also aware of it, and glanced at Lu Zifeng with a shocked face. When they saw Lu Zifeng covered in blood, there was obviously a trace of surprise and admiration in their eyes.

At this time, they knew that why this kid from a low-level dynasty was able to come to this point was probably related to his desperate character. The background is not high, and he can only make up for it with his life.

Perhaps, this kid can really create miracles.

They just glanced at the situation on Lu Zifeng's side and came back to their senses, after all, they didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to others, and they didn't know that they could successfully fly to the other side of the thunderstorm moat.

When the thunder dragon flew out for nearly forty zhang, Lu Zifeng jumped onto the thunder dragon's back with the help of a kick of anti-shock force. At this time, the thunder dragon had been blasted out of serious injuries by the thunderstorm, and it seemed that the thunder dragon would not be able to hold on for long.

At this time, Lu Zifeng took out a gap to inspect the situation of the four people in front of him.

In Lu Zifeng's gaze, Zhuo Zhiwu, who set off first, was more than ten zhang away from the other side of the thunderstorm moat, and several subtle cracks had appeared in the bronze mirror above his head, and I was afraid that he would not last long. However, Zhuo Zhiwu only needed a few breaths to successfully reach the other side of the thunderstorm trench, and the defense ability of the bronze mirror should be able to hold out until that time.

Ma Zhidong followed closely behind, at this time Ma Zhidong had already rushed over a distance of nearly fifty zhang, but at this time, the cyan aura on Ma Zhidong's body had dimmed to the extreme, and I was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to Ma Zhidong to reach the other side.

Lu Zifeng could see that Ma Zhidong's brows were furrowed at this time, presumably he was also aware of this situation, whether he would continue to rush over, or turn back in time now.

Under Lu Zifeng's gaze, Ma Zhidong's gaze became firm, and he looked at the other side of the thunderstorm with great heat, it seemed that he had made a decision.

"Ahh

Ma Zhidong shouted, the speed of the long sword under his feet skyrocketed to the extreme, and he rushed towards the other side of the thunderstorm trench with great bravery.

However, when Ma Zhidong rushed to seventy zhang, under his horrified gaze, the cyan aperture on his body shattered, and he was completely exposed to the impact of the thunderstorm.

It's a pity that Ma Zhidong didn't learn the same physical refining martial arts as Lu Zifeng, and thunderstorms bombarded his body, and there were deep injuries on his body.

Ma Zhidong's terrible screams sounded, which was particularly piercing in the thunderstorm moat.

Under the bombardment of the thunderstorm, Ma Zhidong fell directly into the abyss of the thunderstorm, and the whole person disappeared, no one knew where he fell, and he didn't know if he would die.

After Ma Zhidong, there is Jiang Yuyan, who has a wonderful figure, and she has rushed out of the distance of nearly fifty zhang. Jiang Yuyan's eyebrows furrowed Ma Zhidong, who fell into the abyss, noticed the rapidly weakening power of the bronze bell above his head, sighed heavily, and turned back directly.

Jiang Yuyan knew in her heart that the power of the bronze bell could not sustain herself and successfully rush to the other side of the thunderstorm trench, she did not practice physical martial arts, and she couldn't withstand a thunderbolt, if she continued to rush forward recklessly, I was afraid that she would end up like Ma Zhidong.

After Jiang Yuyan gave up, Zong Minglong also chose to give up after rushing out of more than forty zhang, because Zong Minglong also noticed that Gu Ding could not insist on rushing to the other side.

Ma Zhidong fell into the abyss, Jiang Yuyan and Zong Minglong gave up, and now only Zhuo Zhiwu and Lu Zifeng have not given up.

Zhuo Zhiwu has already rushed out of his eighties, and he is only a few breaths away from success. As for Lu Zifeng, he only rushed out of a distance of about forty zhang, and it seemed impossible for Lu Zifeng to rush to the other side of the thunderstorm trench in the eyes of a discerning person.

After Jiang Yuyan and Zong Minglong turned around, for some reason, where they passed, the power of the thunderstorm plummeted, and it didn't cause them much damage.

It seems that this thunderstorm moat may be related to the spirit of the Wuling Monument, otherwise this situation would not have occurred.

Without the hindrance of the thunderstorm, Jiang Yuyan and Zong Minglong quickly returned to their original places. The two looked at each other and smiled helplessly. If they had cultivated the same body refining martial arts as Lu Zifeng, or if their defensive immortal weapons were of a higher grade, they would have been able to rush to the other side.

The two didn't speak, and looked at Zhuo Zhiwu and Lu Zifeng, who still hadn't given up.

Zhuo Zhiwu benefited from the flying martial arts, his speed was very fast, and the distance of more than ten zhang was nothing to him, and after a few breaths, he rushed to the opposite shore of the thunderstorm trench in one fell swoop, and landed steadily on the shore.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuyan and Zong Minglong did not have any surprised expressions on their faces, Zhuo Zhiwu was not surprised that he was able to rush to the other side, they had already guessed this result, and immediately shook his head with some sighs. Indeed, there is still a distance between himself and Zhuo Zhiwu, and this distance may not be surpassed.

After Zhuo Zhiwu rushed to the other side, the two set their eyes on Lu Zifeng. They were eager to see how far this boy from a low dynasty could go.

Lu Zifeng also sensed that Zhuo Zhiwu rushed to the other side, but this did not have the slightest impact on Lu Zifeng.

At this time, the Thunder Dragon had already flown a distance of sixty zhang. However, this was already the limit of the thunder dragon, and the thunder dragon had already been scarred by the impact of the thunderstorm, and its forward speed slowed down all of a sudden.

Lu Zifeng's eyes narrowed, the majestic spiritual power poured into his legs, his knees were slightly bent, and he faintly looked ready to go.

At the moment before the thunder dragon dissipated, Lu Zifeng let out a loud shout, stepped heavily on the thunder dragon's back with both feet, and the whole person flew out towards the opposite bank like a cannonball again.

Lu Zifeng did not have Zhuo Zhiwu's convenient flying martial arts, so he could only use the thunder dragon as a foothold, relying on his physical strength and spiritual power, through two jumps, so as to jump to the opposite shore of the thunderstorm moat.

Under Lu Zifeng's sharp kick, the thunder dragon was directly stepped on and landed a few zhang distance, and under the impact of the violent thunderstorm, the wail turned into thunder in the sky.

Shout!

The rapid sound of breaking wind sounded, and Lu Zifeng accelerated abruptly, rushing towards the opposite bank of the thunderstorm trench at a speed that could hardly be caught by the naked eye.

Jiang Yuyan's eyes on the shore were shining, although Lu Zifeng's method was simple, it was also the most practical. It's a pity that she didn't practice physical cultivation martial arts, and she couldn't resist the washing of the thunderstorm, otherwise she could also try this simple method.

For example, Zong Minglong, the method he tried before was the same as Lu Zifeng's, but unfortunately, he did not cultivate the body refining martial arts.

Jiang Yuyan looked at Lu Zifeng with a little expectation, and whispered in a low voice: "It seems that Lu Zifeng seems to have succeeded." ”

Under the close gaze of Jiang Yuyan and Zong Minglong, Lu Zifeng crossed the distance of thirty zhang in an instant, and was only ten zhang away from the shore.

At this time, the power of Lu Zifeng's burst out had been exhausted, and under ten times the gravity, the young man's figure couldn't stop falling.

If it was in the past, this ten zhang distance would definitely be nothing to Lu Zifeng. It's just that this is a thunderstorm moat, which not only has ten times the gravity of the outside world, but also has extremely violent thunderstorms.

Now the distance of ten zhang seems to have increased by a hundred times and a thousand times, but it is impossible to reach it at a glance.

"This ten zhang distance, I will definitely cross!"

Lu Zifeng shouted angrily, his palm flipped over, the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade was held in his hand, and the spiritual power of his whole body frantically poured into it. With the crazy influx of spiritual power, the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade suddenly buzzed, and the power was brewing wildly.

In the next moment, the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade suddenly shot out an incomparably pure white light, like a fairy descending on mortal dust, uncontaminated with the breath of mortal dust.

After this burst of white light, the ice attribute spiritual power in the air frantically condensed and gathered around the white light. In just an instant, the white light was surrounded by a chilling ice attribute spiritual power, which instantly condensed into ice, and then condensed into a passage connecting the other bank at the foot of Lu Zifeng.

The soles of Lu Zifeng's feet landed on this road condensed by cold ice, stopped the falling figure, and the soles of his feet lightly touched it, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed to the opposite bank.

With a click, the soles of Lu Zifeng's feet fell to the ground, feeling the feeling of being down-to-earth from his feet, at this moment Lu Zifeng suddenly had an illusion, this kind of habitual feeling is so precious.