This last thunderbolt was obviously not comparable to any of the previous ones, and just one shot would split the barren sky half to death. Silver lightning flowed through his body, ruthlessly destroying everything he passed.

The desolate sky didn't dare to let the arrogant thunder and lightning do anything in his body again, and he took a breath to urge the desolate emperor with all his might. A red aura was like a great river, and the waves were suppressed towards the silver thunder and lightning in the body.

The thunder and lightning were so domineering that he ignored the suppression of the desolate aura, and broke through the blockade of the red spiritual power with a flash, and walked away proudly.

"It seems that there is no way to use the current means but to push through. Desert muttered to himself.

The thunder and lightning did not leave a way for Aratian to survive in the slightest, and it was no longer limited to the destruction of his body, and shot towards Aratian's frontal bone.

"Not good!" exclaimed.

The frontal bone is the place where a person's primordial god is, and the primordial god is the soul of a person. If a person's primordial spirit is fatally injured, then to a certain extent, it can be said that this person no longer exists, and only an empty body remains. Without the nourishment of the primordial gods, this body will only slowly decay and completely disappear in the world.

Therefore, the original spirit is the most important thing for the monks, and it can be said that it is a person's life.

Sitting in the forehead of the barren sky, this little man glowed with a pale golden light, the villain looked serene, and looked exactly the same as the barren sky himself, but the body was a little smaller, this was the original god of the barren sky. The silver thunderbolt found the location of the Desolate Heaven Yuan God in the blink of an eye, and rushed forward without hesitation.

The villain slowly opened his eyes, his face was expressionless, and seven dark red mysterious words appeared on his body, and suddenly the golden light on his body became even brighter, and he looked extremely powerful.

The silver thunderbolt slammed into the villain's body, wrapping the villain in a piece of silver thunder pulp.

Arato only felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart, and his head was about to explode, and his whole body twitched. The dry ground began to feel like his body was beginning to crack, and the skin and flesh on his body fell off one by one, and he gritted his teeth, he knew that now was the time for real life and death.

This is a dead end, and the desolate sky can only struggle to support there, and the chance of survival is less than one percent. From the beginning of the Wasteland Tribulation, the Dead Glass has not wavered in the success of the Wasteland, only until the last shocking thunder, she was in a trance, she was not sure if he could survive such a thunder, her heart began to mess up, and the palms of her subconscious hands began to ooze cold sweat.

And the desolate sky above the clouds didn't believe that he would fall here today, and thought in his heart: "The avenue is ruthless but there is love, and things must be reversed." Under this extreme destruction, there will be a glimmer of life, and I will look for that glimmer. ”

This is the most dangerous crisis since he was born, he firmly believes that as long as he finds that glimmer of life, his physical body will be stronger, the spirit will be more tenacious, and the foundation will be sublimated to a step again, this kind of life and death only see the grinding he has not seen, he knows that as long as he is not careful, he will die, and everything will turn into nothingness.

Wasteland closed his eyes, closed his eyes, and was indifferent to the pain he endured at this time. Finally, he found it! Among the many silver razers, there was a faint golden light that shimmered faintly with the naked eye. If it weren't for a strange feeling in his heart, he might have missed this particular silver serpent.

Huangtian quietly ran the exercises, constantly touching his own aura to the silver snake, for fear that it would run away. He clasped his hands together and whispered, "Disease!"

I saw that the red spiritual power spun wildly, turning into red dragons, and when you look closely, it looks like a miniature version of the tornado that was displayed by the desolate sky before.

A small red dragon saw the opportunity and wrapped itself around the silver snake with a sudden advance, and then more and more red dragons gathered over, and the silver snake did not leak.

The silver snake naturally didn't let you be caught, and screamed, and the twisted body covered in silver light burst out silver thunder and lightning in all directions.

The red dragon was not a vegetarian either, and a crimson flame appeared on the surface of its body to envelop the silver snake. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out strange black flames, drowning the thunder and lightning that burst out, and devouring it cleanly.

After struggling for a long time, as if resigned to his fate, the silver snake withered, lowered his head and gave up struggling.

Arathia showed a hint of a smile, but he didn't dare to slack off, controlling the red dragons to transport the silver snake towards the forehead bone.

After a while, the little red dragons brought the silver snake to the villain. The little man lifted his little face, which was extremely tired from the thunder and lightning, and showed a hint of surprise, and swallowed the silver snake and the red dragon into his mouth with a small mouth.

The villain did not sit still, his hands pinched the cumbersome magic tricks, and the seven dark red words on his body flowed brightly. The silver snake that was swallowed into the villain's body suddenly exploded in the villain's body, and countless silver thunderbolts burst out.

The villain's face was painful, but he still didn't stop the movements in his hand, and muttered awkward words in his mouth, only to see a golden light suddenly disappear into the villain's eyebrows.

Aratian suddenly felt a wave of vitality spread from the center of his eyebrows, and it spread all over his body in an instant.

My heart trembled, and the red flame reappeared. Immediately afterwards, a blazing flame also emerged from the Desolate Heaven Yuan God, the flame was black and red, and the junction of black and red actually had a hint of bright yellow. The flame flew out of the barren sky and landed on the flame in his chest, only to see the red flame turn into a three-legged and two-eared Gu Ding. As soon as the lid opened, the black and red flames flashed in, and the lid fell with a bang.

The eyebrows of the villain in the forehead bone are golden, and gradually the villain's body seems to be slowly coated with a layer of faint gold paint, and the whole person is shining with gold. The barren sky's eyebrows glowed, the dead skin on his body fell off layer by layer, and new sprouts of flesh and blood sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Some dull bones also fell from the body.

The newborn flesh and bones gradually replaced the original parts of the barren sky, frantically absorbing the silver thunder and lightning in the body like a baby, and devouring the spiritual power of the barren sky like a giant whale swallowing water.

After a while, the already small spiritual power of the barren sky bottomed out again, and the spiritual sea in the dantian was dim. What I didn't expect was that a domineering energy rushed out from the dark red spiritual sea of the barren sky, nourishing the new flesh and blood, and replenishing the spiritual power in the desolate sky spiritual sea.

"What is this?"

"This is the rebirth of your ancestors for you before you, and the many elixirs used were deposited in your body before they were absorbed. The voice of absolute sounded, "There is also a surplus of the previous Blood Yuan Fruit, which was originally hidden in it, but now it has been released. ”

"I see, thanks to the ancestors who spared no effort. Aratian sighed to himself.

Majestic energy filled all parts of Wasteland's body, accelerating the regeneration of flesh and blood, and gradually his flesh and bones were also filled with a layer of misty pale gold.

After a few minutes, that energy was also exhausted, but the transformation of the barren sky continued, and the spiritual power in his spiritual sea was consumed at an alarming rate.

There were many Dao fragments floating around the Gu Ding that the flames had turned into, and the red and black flames in the Gu Ding were beating up and down. The black and red flames have been constantly tempered in this way, and when the barren sky looks closely, the bright yellow in the center of the flame is already the size of a quail egg.

The desolate sky knew that the red and black flames were his own heavenly flames and earth flames, and the bright yellow color the size of a quail egg was his true flame after the fusion of his two flames—the Supreme Flame.

Just when Huang Tian was still congratulating himself on the gradual formation of his Supreme Flame. Suddenly, the flame lid collapsed, and the black and red flames rushed out from the ancient ding, turning into a streamer of light and rushing towards the center of the barren sky, submerging into the body of the pale golden villain, and disappearing. The three groups of two-eared Gu Ding also dimmed, turning into red flames again, hidden in his heart.

"Sure enough, didn't it happen overnight? Aratian said with some loss.

The flesh and blood on the body have also been replaced, the thunder in the body has long been absorbed, and the spiritual sea in the dantian is also dim here. Aratian moved, and he could carefully feel what terrifying power his pale golden body contained, which was definitely more than twice as much as before.

The ninefold thunder was finally overcome.

Suddenly, Arato seemed to sense something, no longer immersed in his body, and looked up.

The clouds seemed to have a pool made of quaint bluestones looming, and the barren sky felt that the stone pool was not simple, and mobilized the last trace of aura and flew towards the clouds.

With both hands, he pushed away the clouds, and then took a closer look at the stone pool.

This is a few feet square cyan stone pool, with thunder entwining, the pool is full of liquid that exudes thunder, exuding a dense mist, the liquid with a trace of silver light, clear and transparent, from the top down can clearly observe the stone pattern of the pool.

Aratian had a feeling in his heart, he knew that this was his creation, he could feel that the liquid in the stone pool had a rare vitality, it is not an exaggeration to say that Aratian felt that this liquid could make the white bones flesh and blood, and the dying life was alive.

He stretched out his hands and tentatively stroked the stone pool, he had just survived a catastrophe, and he did not dare to act recklessly, for fear that one would accidentally fall here.

The thunder and lightning on the stone pond struck Aratian's hand and sank into his body.

He withdrew his hand suddenly, at this moment he did not have a trace of spiritual power in his body, he could only resist with his physical body, and he could only sit and wait for death in case of danger.

Luckily, the lightning didn't do any damage to the desolate sky. Instead, it was nourishing his body and replenishing him with a trace of spiritual power. Unlike the previous thunder and lightning that was full of destruction, there seemed to be another extreme above this stone pool, the extreme of vitality.

Huangtian was happy in his heart, thinking that it was really his own creation, the brows on his face relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Aratian looked at a pool of clear liquid, his eyes lit up, and he jumped towards the stone pool.