Boom, the sky was thundering, and another dazzling purple lightning whipped Wang Yi's body, and without accident, Wang Yi's mighty tiger body was once again swept away by this seemingly delicate thunder, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust, but it was different from the previous situation, this time Wang Yi did not quickly stand up again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Yi's tiger body was exposed again, only to see that his whole body was scorched black, his skin was open, and there was blood flowing in his mouth, eyes, and nose.

Whew, the tiger's body twitched unnaturally, and Wang Yi gasped violently, but due to the injury to his viscera, Wang Yi's wheezing appeared rapid and dry, like a dilapidated bellows, giving people a feeling that his life was imminent.

Looking up at the calm clouds, Wang Yi's hideous tiger face showed a trace of humanized bitter smile, although the clouds seemed to have subsided, but Wang Yi could clearly feel that the palpitations brought to him by the clouds not only did not disappear but became more and more intense, this sense of mortal danger made him suffer, he wanted to break free but couldn't break free, so he could only silently endure this feeling like a little ghost gnawing his heart.

Roar, let out a low tiger roar, Wang Yi struggled to get up, and once again faced the clouds above his head, no matter what the result was, he had no choice but to face it calmly, after all, under the gaze of Heavenly Dao, he had nowhere to hide.

In fact, Wang Yi had long expected this predicament, after all, compared to other middle-level desolate beasts who cultivated step by step and fought step by step, he took a shortcut, and although the shortcut was comfortable, it would have to pay a price after all.

Lacking the accumulation of a hundred years and the tempering of blood and fire, although Wang Yi's strength seems to be strong, it is a castle in the air, and there is no deep foundation to support it, and it will completely collapse if he is not careful. In fact, with Wang Yi's strength, it was already the light that was stained with the remaining Xuanhuang Qi in his body, purely based on his own foundation, Wang Yi would not be able to survive the thirty-five tribulations of thunder no matter what.

You must know that whether it is a middle-level desolate beast, an advanced high-level desolate beast, or a scattered monk, or an advanced human monk, the advanced real cultivator needs to go through the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, which is commonly known as the small heavenly tribulation, and only by surviving the heavenly tribulations can they make their own strength change from quantitative to qualitative.

Since ancient times, the Heavenly Tribulation has made countless monks love and hate the existence, it can not only increase the life of the monk, but also make the monk live and die in an instant, the end is extremely terrifying, and Wang Yi is now ushering in the final blow of this small Heavenly Tribulation, the thirty-sixth tribulation thunder.

The thunder was restrained, the dark clouds shrank suddenly, and after Wang Yi stood up straight again, the clouds above his head suddenly changed dramatically, only to see that the dark clouds that originally covered a hundred miles were surging rapidly like living creatures, and in a short period of time the size of a hundred miles became about ten miles.

However, although the area covered has become smaller, the power of the thunder has risen to a higher level, in Wang Yi's perception, the cloud robbery at this time is like a cage, which suppresses a bloodthirsty fierce *** to choose people to eat.

When the crisis came, Wang Yi was tense, and couldn't help but look at his own situation again, although he had already felt it, but when he really faced it, Wang Yi still couldn't help but feel related, and the situation of his body at this time could only be described in four words, that is, it was a mess. Among them, the qi and blood were chaotic, and the power of vitality and death were entangled and fought with each other, impacting his already broken body again and again.

It can be said that even if there is no upcoming thirty-six tribulation thunder, Wang Yi's situation at this time is not optimistic, and the biggest possibility is that the body is completely necrotic, of course, after the repeated bombardment of the thirty-five tribulation thunder, Wang Yi is not completely without gain.

At this moment, in his empty sea of consciousness, there is an elliptical object standing in the center, its size is like a chicken, the color is pale gold, and there are mysterious patterns engraved on it, revealing an indescribable charm, and this is what cultivators often say about the divine fetus.

In fact, whether you want to advance to a high-level desolate beast or become a real monk, you have to pass a level, that is, to condense the divine soul, and as the saying goes, if you want to condense the divine soul, you must first raise its fetus, as the name suggests, the so-called divine fetus is the embryo of the divine soul, that is to say, Wang Yi has now come to the edge of condensing the divine soul.

Boom, after a period of silence, the rolling thunder sound resounded in the sky again, the majesty of the heavenly way was undoubtedly revealed, the thunder came, Wang Yi suppressed all the distracting thoughts in his heart, raised his head high, and looked directly at the thirty-sixth thunderstorm that would not fall in the clouds, and his whole body was full of momentum, and a pair of tiger eyes suddenly widened, and there was blood in them, revealing the determination that if he is not crazy, he will not survive.

Roar, at this moment a roar came out of the clouds, its voice was immature but mighty, full of a kind of majesty of the superior, just like a dragon's roar, hearing such a roar, Wang Yi's heart couldn't help but jump suddenly, only to see a head emerge from the rolling dark clouds, its shape is like a snake, but different from the ordinary snake head, this snake head also has a single horn.

When this scene came into view, Wang Yi knew that he couldn't survive this little catastrophe, after all, the serpentine shape and the single horn were already the appearance of the dragon, although he had long known that the power of the thirty-sixth tribulation thunder was extraordinary, but he never expected that it would be so strong that it made people feel desperate, and directly turned into the appearance of the dragon.

You must know that although Jiaolong is far inferior to the real dragon, it also has some of the power of the true dragon, and its strength is really not to be underestimated, not to mention this thunder Jiao, which is completely condensed by the thunder and thunder to replace the responsibility of the heavens.

However, although his heart was shaken, Wang Yi quickly calmed down, after all, Wang Yi had already expected the result of this tribulation, and now he has already run out of oil, even if the power of the thirty-sixth tribulation thunder is only similar to the previous one, he will not be able to survive, in other words, even if the power of the thirty-sixth tribulation thunder is strong, the deterrent power to Wang Yi is really limited, after all, no desire is rigid, fearless and fearless.

Cleaning up his mood, Wang Yi calmly faced the fierce Lei Jiao, only to see that his whole body was surging with qi and blood, and the three supernatural bone lines in his body all emitted a dim light at this moment, although it was very unwise to know that he could not do it, but Wang Yi still wanted to try the power of this thunder, and Lei Jiao did not let Wang Yi wait for him with all his attention.

Boom, the cold snake pupils bloomed with a cold brilliance, Lei Jiao's body shrank suddenly, disappeared in the rolling dark clouds, and then saw the dark clouds dissipate, the sun shone, between a shrink and a stretch, Lei Jiao carried the rolling heavenly power out of the clouds like a sharp sword, and the target was directly aimed at Wang Yi, who was scorched black and bleeding.

At this moment, in Wang Yi's eyes, the world lost its due brilliance, there was silence, there was nothing else except the fierce Lei Jiao, his heart was swaying, shouting bursts, Wang Yi burst out of all his combat power.

I saw three innate and powerful blood-draining tiger claws, a strong mighty tiger roar, and a weird slashing knife appeared in turn, facing the thunder Jiao who descended with the power of the sky, of course, the final result was not rewritten because of Wang Yi's outburst, the whole process of confrontation can even be described as devastating, the power of Lei Jiao is overwhelming, Wang Yi's attack can only delay its pace a little, and there is no other use. (To be continued.) )