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[Chapter 446]: The catastrophe falls, and the heavens are generous

The Thunder Tribulation crossed by the Thirteenth Yuan Pillar was no longer the Southern Heavenly Divine Tribulation.

It's an even more terrifying Ancient Realm Tribulation.

The strange vermilion demon color gradually faded from the thick and oppressive thunderclouds, and the calamity cloud, which was originally pregnant with a "burning red coal", suddenly released a ray of golden light.

This golden ray is like the pure sun rising at dawn.

When the thirteenth Yuan Pillar of Fang Zhi became stronger and stronger, the more and more golden mangs there were.

In the blink of an eye, the golden thunder replaced the strange demonic red vermilion lightning.

The earthly aura contained in this golden thunder is almost the same as that in the thunder sea not far away, except that the golden thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation contains the power of the heavens.

Fang Zhi was like a thousand-year-old rock standing motionless on the top of the mountain in the wind and rain, but his quenching bone cave was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The Heavenly Tribulation Thunderclouds gathered by the golden thunder were vast and boundless, and they had already enveloped the entire Dead Silence Secret Realm.

The wisp of coercion exuded by the golden thunder is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it is enough to level the mountains and seas.

Zhao Qingdie, who was not far away on the wetland plain, trembled with the intimidation of the gods, and the irreversible will of the heavens made people can't help but have a sense of surrender.

Where Lei Hai was, Wang Beiyou was talking to the Purple Gold Divine Dragon at this time, and he didn't know what crooked ideas he had.

With such a vast Ancient Realm Tribulation, will he be able to stop it?

Now it seems to be a mystery that has to be solved.

Finally!

An hour later, Fang Zhi's thirteenth Yuan Pillar was completely blended with the first Yuan Pillar.

The four spirits in the quenching bone cave made a cheerful sound.

Fang Zhi took advantage of the situation and began to cast the platform in one go, and the Yuan Pillar was the foundation that supported the platform after all, although it was important, it was not all.

But once the first platform is successfully cast, it will also mean that he will need to bear the legendary "Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation".

This tribulation was originally crossed by a strong man in the Tianyuan Realm, and once he won, he would ascend to the throne in one step.

In the same realm, absolutely no one could resist the might of Fang Zhi's shot.

But if it fails......

Then stay in the Dzi space with the soul elders, maybe you will never be able to turn over.

Whether Fang Zhi can survive this catastrophe or not, the key point is not him.

It's about the protector, Wang Beiyou!

At this time, Wang Beiyou seemed to have negotiated with Zijin Shenlong.

The purple gold dragon is a spiritual creature bred by the thunder of heaven and earth, at this time it is actually willing to be a mount, let Wang Beiyou ride, the hundreds of zhang dragon body contains shocking divine power, the flashing purple gold dragon scales and the sharp dragon claws are all symbolizing the noble identity of the purple gold dragon.

But at this moment...... Wang Beiyou actually rode it.

If this scene is seen by the warriors of the world, I am afraid that countless people will bow to Wang Beiyou.

There is no other reason.

Every warrior has the ambition to accept a true dragon as a mount, but few can do it.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon is the king's bloodline in the Dragon Clan, and throughout the ages, only the Martial Arts Saints and a few Terran Emperors can ride the Purple Gold Divine Dragon.

"Later, you can eat, I will share half of what you eat, and Hugh will play a little slippery, otherwise, I will never spare you!"

Wang Beiyou sat on the dragon head, and spoke with a heroic face indifferent.

As soon as these words came out, the purple gold divine dragon that was riding let out a few monosyllabic words, as if in response to Wang Beiyou.

"Hehe, are you questioning this seat?" Wang Beiyou heard the words of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, his face turned cold, and he spoke coldly.

The purple gold divine dragon trembled suddenly, for fear of making Wang Beiyou angry, and let out a few flattering monosyllabic words, and Wang Beiyou's face looked better.

"If it weren't for the fact that this seat had promised to protect this son's life, how could he have passed on your supreme divine law? This matter is beneficial to you, me, and that young man, so you don't want to disappoint me. Wang Beiyou said coldly.

The purple gold divine dragon made a buzzing sound, as if it was acknowledging.

When Zhao Qingdie saw that someone outside the celestial phenomenon was riding a dragon to protect Fang Zhi, he immediately gasped, looking like he had seen a ghost, but then his heart was pounding, and his bright eyes showed a look of longing.

"Such a peerless powerhouse, if I can invite him to my Danwu Sect, my Danwu Sect will become a first-class strength in the Northern Regions, and I must envelop him in my hands. Zhao Qingdie was full of calculations and looked longing.

Fang Zhidi's platform was finally condensed at this moment.

A vicissitudes of life without losing luxury, elegant without losing heaviness, containing a majestic atmosphere of the platform condensed.

There are many obscure runes carved on it.

These runes have long since disappeared into the long river of history, I don't know how long.

From the moment the platform was completely condensed into the ground, a thick mountain momentum came out of Fang Zhidi's body.

In fact, the sky, although the majestic and powerful general trend is as small as ants under the ancient realm tribulation.

But the four spirits tried their best to supplement the Yuan Wei released by the platform cast by the thirteen yuan pillars, which had a unique taste.

Now if Fang Zhi meets Ji Qixing and the others.

Yuan Wei's will alone can defeat the other party!

The Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation, which was promoted by the Southern Heavenly Divine Tribulation, had been waiting for a long time.

Fang Zhi released this coercive aura for a moment.

A thunderclap exploded, Fang Zhi was almost deaf, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the already fragile space of the Dead Silence Secret Realm gave birth to the slightest ripple.

The divine power of the Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation can even shake the space, and it can be imagined how strong it is.

If Fang Zhi has no one to protect the road, dare to cross this catastrophe.

It's self-defeating!

"Knock ——!"

There was another dull loud thud, and it wasn't the sound of thunder.

It's more like the sound of war drums from the wilderness.

The sound of war drums reverberated for a moment.

Thickly covered thunderclouds in the sky began to roll.

The golden thunder in the sky was intertwined, and the harsh sound was enough to kill the hearts of people.

"Desire, robbery!"

Fang Zhidi's ears suddenly sounded an indifferent voice like a soldier's announcement.

It was a voice that only he could hear.

The moment the voice fell to the ground.

An awakened divine power erupted.

The Dead Silence Secret Realm is like the bottom of the sea that has set off huge terrifying waves, and the spatial barrier that was originally only a ripple will begin to distort.

Some space nodes are fragile and difficult to carry such a vast divine might.

When it is twisted to the limit, it suddenly shatters like a piece of glass.

The moment the space shattered, a large black hole the size of a fist suddenly sprouted.

Through the black hole, he only saw a black and boundless starry sky, and within the starry sky, there were countless spatial blades that instantly obliterated the masters of the Phaseless Realm.

"Boom ——!"

A golden thunderbolt as thick as a rainbow suddenly descended.

The moment this thunder fell to the ground, Fang Zhi, as a ferryman, only felt that a Mount Tai was fiercely suppressed on his shoulders.

The seemingly powerful four spirits are as fragile as eggs in the face of absolute strength.

Fang Zhi couldn't resist this coercion, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And Wang Beiyou, who had been waiting for a long time, showed excitement in his expression, pointed a little dragon head on his toes, and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Thank you for the gift from the sky, this seat is accepted unceremoniously!"