Dark thunderclouds brewed on the mass grave, and red lightning intertwined. The fourth bullet was really scary. Although it has not been lowered, the strong pressure caused the mass grave to collapse.

"Boom!"

Thunder resounded in all directions. Finally, thunder hit on the fourth day.

It was like an angry dragon, plundering where the electricity passed, shattering the void on all sides. It seemed to fall slowly, but it immediately appeared on Jiang Fanxiao's head and was severely cut down.

"Poof!"

Blood sprayed, and Jiang Fanxiao was chopped up on the spot.

The entire mass grave was in endless darkness, with broken bones and flesh floating in the void. They wriggled like bugs, grunting, humming, struggling to converge toward the center, merging at one point.

"Isn't it over yet?!"

Jiang Fanxiao condensed his body again, but his face was whiter than paper.

After four consecutive days of lightning strikes, his body had broken three times. This is definitely a terrifying signal for Jiang Fanxiao. He had suffered untold pain in order to build this war body, but now, under the robbery of this day, his powerful body was as fragile as paper.

"Buzz!"

Rolling thunder, thunderclouds still hanging over Jiang Fanxiao's head.

He could feel an even more terrifying force brewing in it, growing stronger and stronger, making him palpitate more and more. It's not that he doesn't want to run away, it's that he simply can't. The sky was about to fall, and he was directly locked by the main road, and it was useless to flee anywhere.

"Boom!"

A loud trilling sound came from the thunderclouds and shook in all directions.

This piece has been played for a long time, as if someone was playing an old war song in that thunder rhyme. It is dull and oppressive, making it difficult to calm down and the soul vibrates with it. For Jiang Fanxiao, at this moment, he only realized fear and despair.

"Boom!"

Finally, on the fifth day thunder fell.

No, it shouldn't be one, it's a patch, a boundless thunder.

The red lightning intertwined into a huge palace, a huge millstone, as if it was about to shatter the entire purple world. In this case, Jiang Fanxiao felt as weak and powerless as an ant. No, it's worse than ants. For the first time, he felt so weak.

His eyes were full of pain, and he welcomed the little world inside him again.

"Bang!"

This already dilapidated little world became even more dilapidated under this thunderbolt, and the cracks were large and small. All but the most central 100-meter zone was destroyed.

"Poof!"

Jiang Fanxiao coughed up blood. A terrible lightning struck him, not only destroying the mysterious little world in his body, but also causing more than half of his body to follow and detach, leaving blood everywhere. Now he was as soft as a puddle of mud on the ground, and he had no strength to stand up.

The mysterious little world was completely destroyed, the indestructible body of war was half shattered, and the thunder disappeared.

By this time, the mass grave had been completely shattered and was completely in ruins, a real ruin. The earth is no longer as damp and dark as it used to be, but now it is black and cracked in all directions.

The thunderclouds have not yet disappeared, and another round of mine robberies is brewing.

Jiang Fanxiao was paralyzed on the ground, he didn't have the strength to get up again, and his heart was dark and bitter. The image that once appeared in my mind flashed before my eyes again, and endless darkness descended and enveloped him.

Disaster?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled and exploded in the air.

Jiang Fanxiao was just below it, looking at the devastating robbery lights, his eyes had no desire to resist. At this point, it was even difficult for him to move. What will he do to resist the terrible thunderbolt robbery?

He didn't want to die like this, but what could he do?

The endless darkness was completely submerged, and on the sixth day the light finally came down completely.

"Boom!"

The whole earth was torn apart and completely in ruins.

No, not even ruins.

Jiang Fanxiao's body was all shredded. There was only one piece of silver and copper, an old tree, a long sword, and six mystical rays of light in the void. They are like ownerless things, silently suspended above the void.

"Dead?"

Jiang Fanxiao's will only had a little bit of primordial light left, and he muttered to himself in his heart.

The body was shattered, but he could still feel everything around him. It was getting darker, the sound was gone, the light was getting darker, and it felt weaker.

"Dead ......"

Darkness slowly enveloped him and would overwhelm him.

"Pervert ......"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his heart, naughty and vivid.

The void that enveloped him slowly stagnated, and these two words seemed to be the source of light, instantly supporting the whole world for Jiang Fanxiao. Vaguely, he saw the light again, and the three figures appeared together from far to near.

"You have to be careful......"

"We will be waiting for you at home. ”

"Brother Jiang, you must come to me quickly. ”

Three numbers and three voices made Jiang Fanxiao, who was on the verge of death, shudder.

Shen Yuan's already dim light no longer dimmed, and his already weakened will gradually remained stable. After that, the light of the original god shone brightly, and the concept of the earth burst out again, illuminating the entire grassland like a spark.

"They're all waiting for me. How am I going to die? Why should I die?"

Jiang Fanxiao roared angrily in his heart.

"Boom!"

A little blood was left in the void. At this time, all of them, who had been quiet and motionless, trembled, frantically walked towards the center. In just a few breaths, a newborn body condensed again. Although his face was pale, his eyes flashed with great fighting spirit.

"God willing!"

Jiang Fanxiao gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"To her, to them, no one can stop my footsteps! How about the avenue, how about the disaster, one day, I, Jiang Fanxiao, will trample you all under my feet!"

He himself burst out with an endless will, and his black hair danced like an emperor in battle.

"Boom!"

It seemed that he had heard Jiang Fanxiao's words, the road was furious, the monstrous thunder rolled out, and the destructive aura instantly increased dozens of times, plunging the entire purple micro-earth into endless darkness in an instant.

The thunderclouds rolled in, and the entire Ziwei Monastery shook and was scared.

All living beings felt the devastating movement of qi. This is the true power of heaven and earth. It is imbued with the will of the road. The pressure is too great. The sky darkened, no birds could be seen, the earth was silent, and all living things trembled and did not dare to move.

Even so, Jiang Fanxiao's place was even more terrifying.

He stood silently on the broken ground, looking up at the sky, his black hair waving wildly. He could feel that this time the thunder was even more terrifying, and there was little to stop it. However, even so, he was not afraid at this time, and his cold eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Huh!"

As soon as he waved his hand, the Heavenly Sword appeared directly in his right hand.

Firmly convicted, he found that he still possessed the Heavenly Sword, silver and bronze, and six mystical radiances. They can all be their own powerful helpers, and he doesn't have to be afraid of the so-called end of the world!

"It's all back!"

His voice was cold.

As if influenced by his strong will, at this time, silver and copper did not go against his will, and appeared directly on his head. And these six mysterious rays of light first circled around him and slowly revolved around him, guarding the fields and the eight great wildernesses.

"You too!"

Jiang Fanxiao had a tilt of his head, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

He held the Heavenly Sword in his right hand, pulled the Fusang Ancient Tree in his left hand, and held it directly in his left hand.

"Boom!"

At this time, the thunder of the seventh day finally fell.

The thunder rumbled, engulfing Jiang Fanxiao. This time, however, he was no longer as weak as he had been. The Heavenly Sword slashed horizontally, Fusang Valley was beheaded, and six pieces of divine light silver and bronze guarded all sides, allowing him to rampage in the thunderstorm, needless to resist.

"Buzz!"

At this time, he once again propped up the shattered space and shouted the halberd of chaos at the same time. Since the end of the world is going to attack him, he is completely insane. At this time, Jem joins the body, and he wants to absorb the power of the end of the world!

This has to be said to be a crazy move!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In the middle of the sea of thunder, his body continued to disintegrate, blood splattering.

However, even so, his will remained the same, and the space behind him frantically absorbed the power of the apocalypse under God's vision, constantly repairing the damaged earth inside. At the same time, the chaotic halberd rose and fell in the sea of thunder, and the entire halberd body was shrouded in red lightning.

"Boom!"

God seemed to be furious, and this time, the eighth thunder fell directly.

Jiang Fanxiao's body was first shattered. Even with the protection of silver, copper, and six mystical radiances, it could not withstand such a powerful force. However, the flesh was shattered, but his primordial body was intact. Genshin revealed the corpse, and Thor's tactics were being implemented, causing a crazy shock in the Thunder Sea.

"Buzz!"

The chaotic halberd turned into a top-level immortal weapon the moment he reached the Xuan Immortal. In terms of strength alone, it is no worse than a top-tier immortal weapon. At this time, in this piece of Lei Jie, this divine halberd contained the apocalypse of crazy absorption power under Jiang Fanxiao's thoughts, making the entire halberd body shake wildly.

This is his only soldier, and he wants it to be stronger!

"Poof!"

Soon, the body of the Yuan Shen Dao was difficult to support, after all, it was broken.

"Cameroon!"

At the same time, the chaotic halberd could not resist the power of the Apocalypse, and it disintegrated directly under dozens of lightning bolts larger than a bucket.

But this time, Jiang Fanxiao also reorganized his body. Although his face was extremely pale, his eyes were frighteningly cold and full of arrogance. His black hair danced wildly. His unwavering faith sustained his soul and was unwavering in this destructive sea of thunder.