The blue thunderbolt of the baby's arm is mixed with the power of destroying everything.

If Yunbei Pavilion was allowed to be bombarded by this blue thunder, it would definitely turn into a ruin!

But just when this blue thunder was about to fall on the ground of Yunbei Pavilion, the terrifying devouring power of the eight-colored Yuan River forcefully sucked the blue thunder into the Yuan River.

Blue Thunder began to struggle violently in the face of the violent devouring force, and the thunder body was a little sluggish.

But after all, it failed to defeat the devouring power of the Eight-Colored Yuan River, and turned into thousands of small rays of thunder and merged into the Eight-Colored Yuan River.

When the eight-colored Yuan River swallowed up this thunder, Han Xiao, who was far above the eight-color altar, was covered with fine thunder on his white-clothed flesh.

Thunder roamed every inch of his flesh.

Han Xiao enjoyed it very much, the thunder had the magic effect of quenching the body, his physical body was still recovering, too strong thunder would hurt his fragile body, and too weak thunder would not play a role.

Only the first tribulation thunder of the Motai Tribulation is just right!

Not only is it within his tolerance, but it can also have the effect of refining and reviving his physical body!

"Come again!" Han Xiao's expression was shocked, and he was eager to try, tasting the sweetness from the thunder tribulation.

The recovery effect of the tribulation thunder devoured by the Eight-colored Yuan River just now on Han Xiao's physical body was worth all the Yuan Power of the sixth layer of the Yunbei Pavilion!

The tribulation clouds on the sky, after the first tribulation thunder fell, immediately began to condense the second tribulation thunder, and the thunderclouds rolled and swallowed hundreds of mangs.

This thunderstorm contains extreme coercion.

Dark blue thunder shimmered with precious light.

"Boom ——!"

A violent explosion sounded again, and the thunder that was faster, more fierce, and stronger than the first one fell on the Yunbei Pavilion in an instant.

This time, even the eight-color Yuan River, which has a strong devouring power, can only absorb seventy percent of the power of this thunder tribulation!

Han Xiao's expression couldn't help but change a little.

The remaining thunder, which only contained the previous three percent of the power, was a ball of light, and it fell on the building of Yunbei Pavilion like a bamboo.

In an instant, the twelfth floor of Yunbei Pavilion was penetrated by this thunderous residual force, and only the remaining thirty percent of the power actually penetrated to the eighth layer!

You must know that the casting materials from the twelfth to the eighth layers of Yunbei Pavilion are all cast from high-grade fine jade, and even if there is no prohibition and protection, it is extremely hard.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation that only contained thirty percent of the power was terrifying to such an extent, which was really far beyond Han Xiao's prediction of the Tribulation of Motai.

The eight-colored Yuan River drained seventy percent of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and this thunder power was refined in an instant, and wisps of dark thunder appeared in Han Xiaodi's body.

The thunder power of the second thunder tribulation was too violent, and Han Xiao couldn't bear it, and his breezy expression couldn't help but reveal a touch of solemnity.

It seems that things are not as simple as they seem.

"The Tribulation of Motai, how can it be so strong!" Han Xiao's expression turned slightly pale, and he coughed a few times, his expression was solemn, looking at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

According to his deduction, with the strength of his current physical recovery, although it is a little difficult to block the catastrophe of Motai, he can still stop it.

After Han Xiao witnessed the true power of the "Motai Tribulation", a trace of worry and doubt appeared in his heart.

The eighth to twelfth floors of the Yunbei Pavilion were punched out of a huge hole.

The tenth and twelfth layers of Yunbei Pavilion also contained majestic Yuan Force, and now it was hit by the Heavenly Tribulation and a big hole, and the majestic Yuan Force buzzed into a stream of bees and rushed towards the sky.

Fortunately, the majestic Yuan Force hidden in the tenth and twelfth layers was almost sucked away by the Eight Colors Yuan River, and after these Yuan Forces rushed out like a stream of bees, they went straight to the sky.

Some of them were swallowed up again by the Eight-Colored Yuan River, and the vast majority of them flocked to the sky and were absorbed by the thunderclouds!

When Han Xiao saw this scene, he immediately realized why the catastrophe of Motai was so strong this time!

The Tribulation is a rule, and this rule is set by the heavens.

But the formation of the Heavenly Tribulation requires the help of the Yuan Force around heaven and earth.

What a majestic Yuan Force contained in the Medicine King Valley, and in any place, the Yuan Power was two to three times that of the outside world.

Some special places, such as the Spirit Grass Garden, etc., contain five to six times the majestic Yuan Power of the outside world!

The thunderclouds in the sky enveloped the entire Medicine King Valley, almost swallowing more than fifty percent of the majestic Yuan Force scattered between heaven and earth.

In other words, the Tribulation of Motai has been strengthened at least five times in the Valley of the Medicine King!

If this tribulation was in the barren northern region of Yuan Li, the power to be displayed would definitely not be so strong!

After realizing the truth, Han Xiao sighed silently, it seems that this young man is probably less auspicious today.

His body has only now recovered about 20%.

If forty percent is restored, Han Xiao is confident and sure that he will completely block this catastrophe of Motai, which is five times stronger than the outside world.

But now that his physical body has just awakened, he can't even cast spells, so he can only rely on his natal power to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Maybe I may have broken my promise, this catastrophe is too strong...... My body has only recovered two percent of its strength, and I will do my best to keep you safe!"

A wisp of divine thought came into Fang Zhi's heart.

Fang Zhi's heart involuntarily sank to the bottom.

He had just dispersed his divine thoughts when the second tribulation thunder fell, and he had witnessed the divine power of the Heavenly Tribulation with his own eyes, and Fang Zhi had already bred a trace of fear in his heart.

But thinking that Han Xiao was protecting him, Fang Zhi was quite calm, and now he heard this.

Fang Zhi's body couldn't help but tremble, as a teenager, he understood that the more dangerous it was, the more calm he must be, and he must not panic.

Xianning Yuan Dan is talking!

While manipulating the divine thoughts to condense the majestic Yuan Force in his body into a pill, Fang Zhi took out the silk chain mail obtained from the Spirit Soldier Hall from the storage bag and put it on his body.

Just in case, Fang Zhi took out the four-color umbrella from the storage bag, held it high above his head, put the Dao bracelet on his wrist, and took out all the defensive talismans in the storage bag and pasted them on his body.

Everything he could, Fang Zhi did his best.

"Senior, my Yuan Dan is about to condense, please protect the Dharma for me last, you can do your best! If I unfortunately die, please bury me in the loess!"

Fang Zhi's lips trembled, and he spit out this passage, his pupils shrunk into pinholes.

In just a few days......

Death was always around him.

Li Chen was killed.

The extermination of the silver-armored golem.

And now he has attracted the catastrophe because of the gold pattern!

Killing again and again, in order to make Fang Zhi collapse in fear, on the contrary, Fang Zhi had a wry smile on his mouth, and his eyes were quite complicated.

Is it that I am so unseen by God?

Does God have to let himself die before he is satisfied?!

"In this life, I have experienced hardships, ups and downs. My will will inevitably become a strong man in the world, and the tribulation in front of me will never wipe me out, even if it is a catastrophe from the heavens, it is not worthy of taking my life!!"

"Burning Yang Yuan Dan, Ning!!"

Fang Zhi let out a long roar, his black hair danced without wind, and his eyes were about to split.

The sky spewed thunder and tongues of fire, rolling flames and thunder, stretching for dozens of miles.

The third punishment is coming!