Han Xiao strode into the sky, stepping onto the sky, and the steps under his feet seemed to contain some kind of rules.

Stepping on the sky, this is the sign of the powerhouse of the Shenwu Continent!

Only when this step is reached can one be qualified to be called a strong person.

"Little friend, Han is here to congratulate you on condensing one hundred and eight golden patterns, and it is really an honor to have the honor to see your martial arts become powerful today. ”

"The Nine Extremes of the Golden Pattern is the so-called limit of the martial artists in the world, but if the pattern is engraved with a hundred golden patterns, it means that you have stepped into the realm of flawlessness. Heaven has justice, and those who are flawless will inherit the heavenly calamity to show justice to others, if you are only a flawless realm with a hundred golden lines, I will not help you in this heavenly calamity. ”

"But the catastrophe descended by one hundred and eight golden veins, you will never be able to resist, I owe you a favor, this time to help you, you and I are gracious!"

Han Xiao's eyes were full of light, and from a hundred miles away, the divine thoughts transmitted to Fang Zhi's mind.

Fang Zhi, who was bearing fruit in the broken flowers, was shocked when he heard this, although he didn't quite understand what Han Xiao was talking about about the "Heavenly Tribulation" and the "Realm of Perfection".

But from Han Xiao's context and semantics, it can be heard that he will have a catastrophe coming!

The rolling thunder outside turned out to be a ...... caused by too many gold patterns carved by himself.

For a while, Fang Zhi's scalp was numb, and he said hoarsely: "Thank you seniors, the kid is grateful!"

"It's okay, these heavenly tribulations are also of great use to me, and they can also help my physical recovery, you quickly condense the Yuan Dan, don't worry about the outside world, have me together!" Han Xiao conveyed a thought to Fang Zhi's mind.

Receiving such a promise, Fang Zhi's forehead sweated, although he was nervous when he learned the truth.

But Fang Zhi quickly calmed down, he had no ability to resist the thunder outside the house, since Han Xiao said so, then just believe him.

The only thing you need to do is to bear fruit!

Because of his long period of cultivation, Fang Zhi found that his mind was extremely tired, but this was the critical moment to condense the Yuan Dan.

In order to ensure that his cultivation was unhindered, Fang Zhi patted his storage bag, took out the white finch blue lotus, deducted a lotus seed from the flower bud, and took it without saying anything.

The moment the white finch blue lotus appeared, a quiet and peaceful aura permeated out, and the negative emotions in Fang Zhi's mind, when he smelled the fragrance of the blue lotus, were immediately suppressed, and soon disappeared without a trace, making his mind return to the level of the heart like stopping water.

The most important thing is that the White Sparrow Blue Lotus also has the effect of soothing the soul and clearing the soul, after all, it is known as the Enlightenment Fruit below the Earth Yuan Realm.

After Fang Zhi took the lotus seed and smelled the fragrance of this flower, the exhaustion of his soul and body was washed away in an instant.

A stream of spirit emerged from the depths of his soul again.

Taking advantage of the recovery of his spirit, Fang Zhi was full of confidence, and his strong divine thoughts jumped into his dantian, looking at the dazzling gold-patterned Yuan Force seeds, he couldn't help but use his Da Luo Jiuyang Gong to start the last step of condensing the Yuan Dan!

"The golden pattern blooms, and it is easy to bear fruit!"

"Shattered!"

The moment Da Luo Jiuyang Gong was running, Fang Zhi shattered himself.

The quail egg-sized Yuan Force Seed shattered in an instant under Fang Zhi's divine thoughts.

The dantian shines with a blend of gold and red.

Thundered!

Fang Zhi's dantian rushed up in an instant, like thousands of war horses swooping and rushing, and a round wheel between his lower abdomen suddenly flashed with a faint treasure light, and the round wheel happened to be the nine veins!

After the Yuanli seed shattered, one hundred and eight golden veins glowed with brilliant golden rays, floating in the dantian like this, sometimes gathering, sometimes wandering.

Da Luo Jiuyang Gong gradually played a role, and a handful of eight golden patterns gradually shattered, turning into an ocean of Yuan Force.

One hundred and eight majestic oceans of Yuan Li gradually converged and merged, and finally turned into a Yuan River.

This Jin Hongyuan River is wide and long, swimming vertically and horizontally in the dantian, and Fang Zhi's strong divine thoughts, operating his own exercises, forcibly compress this force.

The Yuan River boiled and vibrate, rolling waves, and gradually solidified and solidified.

At the same time, above the sky, thunder was rolling, and the divine power was monstrous.

One thunderbolt after another is condensing, gathering momentum, and the catastrophe is about to be punished!

Han Xiao stood proudly above the sky, looking at the thunder in the sky, his expression was relaxed and natural, and he was even a little excited.

"It's actually the Tribulation of Motai, it's really beyond my expectations, just the Yuan Dan Realm has attracted such a catastrophe and thunder, it seems that the one hundred and eight golden veins are really extraordinary!"

There are also levels of the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Catastrophe of Motai is the weakest of the Tribulations.

Don't think it's the weakest punishment and underestimate it!

In the past, most of the heavenly tribulations caused by reaching the "Perfectionless Realm" were a thunderbolt falling from the sky at will.

The power of this thunder is only the power of a blow from the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm or a blow from the Earth Yuan Realm.

Heaven is only chastizing you, not taking your life.

The martial artists who can step into the realm of perfection must be very ordinary people, and they will prepare formations in advance, talismans, and so on......

So it's basically fine, as long as you bear a tribulation thunder, the tribulation will disperse.

Can......

The catastrophe of Motai is different!

This calamity is a calamity of the name, which is not trivial, and at least three tribulation thunders will fall!

Moreover, the power of the thunderstorm should not be underestimated, the power of each thunderstorm was enough to blast Fang Zhi into a handful of ashes.

The thunderclouds were churning, and the center of the thunderclouds bloomed with dazzling thunder, and countless thunderbolts gathered in the center and quickly condensed.

Just as Fang Zhi completely sealed the Yuan Force in his body and began to refine and mold them into Dandi.

His heart thumped suddenly, and his eyelids were not beating rapidly.

Fang Zhi suddenly felt that his breathing was mixed with three points of heaviness.

"Boom ——!"

Only an earth-shattering thunderclap was heard.

A thunderbolt with the thickness of a blue baby's arm fell from the sky, like a sword of heavenly mystery, slashing straight at Yunbei Pavilion.

"My physical body is still recovering, and these tribulation thunders condensed with Yuan Force are also of great use to me, which can speed up the recovery of my physical body!"

Han Xiao's eyes above the sky flashed with a fierce color, his big hand was raised, and the eight-colored altar under him suddenly bloomed with an eight-colored divine light.

This eight-colored divine light shot into the sky in an instant, connecting with the eight-colored Yuan River of Yunbei Pavilion.

In a flash.

The Devouring Yuan River, which was absorbing the Yuan power of the Yunbei Pavilion, gathered together with the eight-colored gods.

The Eight Colors Devouring Yuan River suddenly expanded, and the Yuan River expanded nearly ten times in an instant, becoming a vast river in the sky.

And the devouring power also skyrocketed several times.

The heavenly thunder that fell from the sky with the thickness of a blue baby's arm was about to fall when Yunbei Pavilion was about to be destroyed!

Suddenly, the blue thunderbolt the thickness of the baby's arm paused in the air.

After a breath!

The monstrous and mighty thunder tribulation was suddenly sucked away by the eight-color devouring Yuan River!