Nangong Fan's body surface was full of brilliance, and the gravity field that had been permeating the body suddenly contracted, and gravity had no imaginary effect on Mu Lei. Even if the law of gravity was the most profound point he understood now, he did not hesitate to choose to give up.

Wood is overcome by fire. The law of fire is the only way to target the attributes of wood.

Even if this is just a nascent law, but with the sublimation of Qinglian Dao Fire and the communication of ice and fire bloodlines, Nangong Fan's Burning Law is not as weak as he imagined.

As the founding father family of the Terran Imperial Dynasty, the Nangong family has produced many strong people who have left their names in the history books, and the bloodline has been strengthened by generations of ancestors.

The blood boils, and the flames appear.

This extremely tough grass and tree under the blessing of supernatural energy, like a mouse touching a cat, contracted between burning, and did not dare to wrap around Nangong Fan's body again.

Nangong Fan sensed that the flames were working, so he put his mind on the top of his head, raised his head, and the next wooden thunder was about to fall again.

Losing the appearance of a black bear, Nangong Fan was no longer so crazy and lost his mind. The Black Dragon Sword floated in the air, sheltering all around.

With this sword in his hand, he was not afraid of even the thunderstorm.

With the fall of Mu Lei, Nangong Fan held a long sword in his hand, and actually took the initiative to attack and slashed straight at Mu Lei. Like the flames of Qinglian, they dotted in the void, with a blatant killing intent, and slashed towards the void mercilessly.

The thunder burst out, and the thunder spread to Nangong Fan's body in the void, but it was much better than being surrounded by the thunder just now.

Nangong Fan looked up to the sky and groaned, although because of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, Ao Canglan could not help, but he was full of enthusiasm when he had just broken through, even if the sky killed him, he would have to fight.

What's more, it's no longer possible not to fight, the catastrophe has fallen on the top of his head, locking him in, is it possible to escape?

The long sword in Nangong Fan's hand danced, and the sword bloomed in the sky like a lotus, with the long sword in his hand, he no longer had to be beaten passively, and this time the Heavenly Tribulation could be said to have changed to another form all of a sudden.

Even Nangong Fan was in this boundless vitality, and vaguely sensed a potential.

You must know that Qinglian Dao Fire is the fire that has reached the extreme of wood and fire, it is okay to say that it is fire, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wood species, the Dao Fire is in the body, under the influence of the ears and eyes, Nangong Fan is already very kind to wood and fire, and now there is more Heavenly Dao to show the vitality of wood unreservedly in front of his eyes, and some ignorant things are suddenly enlightened.

Nangong Fan's sword involuntarily became more vigorous, and the sword momentum was one after another, endlessly, and the basic sword moves recorded in the "Qinglian Sword Codex" couldn't help but be upgraded to a higher level.

Nangong Fan was like a sword immortal, dancing in the void, surrounded by cyan brilliance, if there were mortals in front of him, he might be like a god.

The thunder burst out and spread across Nangong Fan's body, even if he was a little paralyzed, Nangong Fan didn't care.

But this is a heavenly calamity after all, and it is the Heavenly Dao represented by the holy weapon that is pulling out the chaos and putting things right, which is tantamount to the heavens being angry and asking Huo Huo to rebel Nangong Fan in his eyes.

It doesn't give you any time to prepare, it just wants you to disappear.

Thunder fell one after another. But after Nangong Fan's breakthrough, all his spirit and spirit reached the peak, that is called a high-spirited person, you say that I am a person who defy the sky? Then I will show you against the sky, jumping alive in front of you, I can't knock you down, disgusting you a few times, and I feel very comfortable in my heart.

As a Heavenly Dao, you must contain certain rules, this thunder tribulation will never be dead for him, even if it is really the end of death, Nangong Fan, who cherishes his precious life, has to fight to come out.

Ice and snow, fire dancing in the sky. Nangong Fan is full of horsepower, and he will not give up if he does not smash a hole out of this day.

Under the sword dance, the wind whistled, and the black dragon sword soared.

The black glow was inconspicuous under the dark clouds, and a bloody light rose into the sky.

The thunder annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of refreshment, even if his body felt slightly paralyzed, but this was the first time since the tribulation that he had gained the upper hand.

"Thief God, come again! Master, if I don't hammer you, I won't be surnamed Nangong from now on. Nangong Fan scolded, knowing that the thunder tribulation would not end in 29, Nangong Fan had already let go of himself, as for whether there would be 39 or 49, there was no need to think about it at all, and the scolding would be over. I'm done with it.

It seems that Tiandao really has a will, and he heard Nangong Fan's heart.

This time, the two wooden thunderbolts squeezed out from the dark clouds, and the light of the Heavenly Dao above them flowed non-stop, and the power of the heavens was unfathomable, and the black ripples around the body rippled out from the void, and the space shattered, healed, and enveloped the heavens and the earth.

Airplanes.

A strange tremor resounded through the sky, Nangong Fan raised his long sword hand, his eyes flashed with divine light instantly surged into sluggishness, the divine light disappeared, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The grass on the ground under his feet grows wildly, swaying his small body and vibrato in unison, and there are sharp flashes between the waves, shooting into the sky, and the knife mountain is nothing more than that.

The whole heaven and earth are filled with a great oppressive force.

"Bang!"

Nangong Fan fell into the deep pit that appeared under the golden thunder and embraced Xiaocao.

The severe pain woke up Nangong Fan, there was thunder in his ears, surrounded by small grass, he fell into the green and vibrant ocean, like a lonely boat, he seemed to be annihilated when a wave came down.

"Get out!" Nangong Fan roared angrily, he didn't expect that this thunder tribulation would suddenly come with a trembling roar that resounded through the sea of knowledge, making him hit and suddenly falling into a crisis.

Fortunately, as the trembling stopped, the power of the heavenly thunder seemed to have subsided a lot, and it seemed that the trembling sound was a great loss even for the thunder tribulation with the help of the Heavenly Dao.

Maybe there is a spirit in the Heavenly Dao, seeing that Nangong Fan is so open-mouthed and naughty, he deliberately called out two thunderbolts and used sound wave attacks to scare him?

No one can solve the mystery at this point.

Nangong Fan roared, the power of the law of survival rippled in his body, and the breath of the black dragon's essence blood surged out instantly, permeating his body.

Hmm, it seems to be smoother than before.

Nangong Fan was not in the mood to ponder this, his body was bulging up and down, and something seemed to be wriggling under the epiderma, which looked a little terrifying.

Nangong Fan's pupils were indifferent, as if the dragon was overlooking the ants, even if it was an ant.

Recite!

A dragon groaned, and the plants and trees were shocked.

The black mist surged, pieces of crystal scales appeared on the body, and there were white rays crossing between Nangong Fan's struggles, and grass clippings flew sideways.

There was a lot of flesh the size of a fingernail on both sides, and there was a strange energy circulating on it, and even the dark clouds in the sky were dispelled a lot.

The real dragon travels, the wind is surging!

The dragon power is pervasive, Nangong Fan is not a human or a dragon at this time, the momentum of the whole body has risen to the extreme, the two sides are convex and bright, and two small pillars of light are swaying out.

It seemed to be extremely slow, and it seemed that it could be avoided with a single turn, but these two pillars of light appeared strangely in front of the two falling thunderbolts.

Rumble!

The light of the dragon's horns was like a bamboo, almost crushing the two thunderbolts, and only the slightest lightning was still splashing in the void.

The pillar of light continued to advance towards the sky.

Nangong Fan easily broke free from the shackles of the weeds, with the long sword in his hand, and the momentum followed the pillar of light towards the sky.

The heavens are full of clouds that want to destroy the earth.

The dragon man under it holds a sword, which is quite tragic. In order to shake the sky, the wind is sluggish.

The thick thunder drilled out between the dark clouds, and the tumbling body was like a giant beast that was about to devour Nangong Fan in one bite.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of contempt, the arrogance of the dragon made him proud of the sky, and he firmly believed that nothing could stop him from flying in the sky.

The sword moves, the wind and thunder. Sword dance, mountains and rivers shattered.

Compared with Nangong Fan's usual fine sword moves, now he has brought his roughness into full play, that is, he is going to sink vigorously and sweep the sky.

The pillar of light first came into contact with this thunder, and the dark heaven and earth seemed to suddenly light up and return to darkness, but the swaying light on the wooden thunder seemed to be dimmed and I don't know how much.

The long sword returned, and the thunder was annihilated under the sword at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was reduced to nothing.

Nangong Fan was like a god of war who came out of the ancient history books at this time, his whole body was bathed in electric light, the long sword in his hand was full of blood, and he stood still in the turmoil of heaven and earth.

It looked majestic, even if the end of the day was looking at it from a distance, he felt a heartfelt palpitation, he seemed to see that person swing a sword at him at random again, but the person in front of him seemed to be more terrifying than the person.

A person with a heroic and righteous spirit always makes people feel more comfortable, even if he shoots at you, it feels like a spring breeze.

And the little guy in front of him seems to be a demon god who was killed from the sea of corpses and blood.

If the person in front of him had the strength to swing that sword at the beginning, it would not just be as simple as leaving a scar on his face, he would devour himself and turn it into nourishment for himself to step on the peak.

Under the mighty Heavenly Tribulation, Mo Tianxi couldn't help but panic a little, he was walking on the opposite side of him like this, was it right or wrong? The thought only turned slightly, and he was firm, and he didn't think about capturing him alive, and the disappearance of the Heavenly Tribulation was the moment when he shot and killed.

The whole body of the end of the heavenly seal is restrained, and the fortune of the dynasty is permeating the body, ready to strike an earth-shattering blow at any time.

What everyone could see was that the scaly claws that appeared around Nangong Fan's body were full of lightning, and between the skin and flesh, blood beads rolled down. Even the divine light in his pupils was a lot dimmed, if he just suffered five thunderbolts on the ground, he would not be so embarrassed, but he was arrogant in his heart.

If you want to target yourself, you will take the initiative to attack, and you will never sit still and be a turtle with a shrunken head.

Look at the essence blood that Nangong Fan's body now contains, the black-armed angry bear, the black dragon, which one is like the legendary shrinking turtle? They are all lawless lords, not to mention that Nangong Fan knows that the heavenly tribulation cannot be avoided, it is this essence blood that affects his mind at all times, and he will not be a person who surrenders to the sky.

The thunder fell again violently.

Nangong Fan's eyes did not have the slightest wave, his whole body breath rolled, and he continued to walk towards the sky. It didn't seem that the heavens were angry, but the heavens were angry with him.

He was a true warrior at this time, daring to attack the Heavenly Dao Moth like a flame.

Nangong Fan's mind seemed to have been greatly sublimated in it, and the long sword in his hand fell.

The sword lotus is stimulated, and the dragon shadow emerges.

The sword pierced the sky, and the thunder slashed in two.

Green light exploded in the sky, overwhelming him mercilessly. There was more green on his body, as if seeds had been planted in his body, trying to suck his blood and break his tough skin.

"!"

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth were frothy with blood foam, which coagulated in front of him.

A thunderbolt bombarded it with lightning speed, and these coagulated blood turned into grass demon phantoms, stretching their bodies, and coming towards Nangong Fan.

Heaven is possessed by spirits, and grass, trees, and thunder are all soldiers.

Nangong Fan's chest rose and fell slightly, and he fought with his sword to the front. How could he be willing not to overthrow the firmament that was about to destroy him?

Blood rolled down in the sky, and the grass and trees and soldiers were annihilated one after another.

The sudden appearance of the heavenly soldier that had just been destroyed was another brilliant thunderbolt falling.

Nangong Fan's body flickered with a ghostly glow, even if the hard dragon scales had gone through so much destruction, they had reached their limit. A feeling of fatigue welled up in my heart.

The lightning shone brightly, and the thunder was deafening.

Before the two onlookers from a distance could see what Nangong Fan was doing, another thunderbolt fell.

In the blink of an eye, several thunderbolts fell. Even these two people standing at the pinnacle of the Nether couldn't help but gasp. I could only faintly see a body swaying in the sky like a kite with a broken string.