No matter how strong Nangong Fan is after breaking through, he has crossed eight thunderbolts in a row, not to mention the end of the strong crossbow, it is not far behind.

The blood was boiling weakly, and the last path of the Twenty-Nine Thunder Tribulation finally pierced through time and space, and fell in a blink of an eye.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, staring at the looming wooden thunder with solemnity.

Ignoring the flow of blood, he lifted the last strength in his body and greeted him brazenly.

As for the weakness after surviving the thunder tribulation, and the end of the heavenly seal around him, he has no time to care about it.

Under such pressure, who is in the mood to think about these haves and haves?

"Boom".

A cyan glow exploded in the sky, staining the entire void cyan.

After all, this Heavenly Tribulation is only the law of the Heavenly Dao of the Nether Realm, and there are still certain rules in it, no matter how angry the Heavenly Dao is, it cannot truly destroy the void and leave no trace of life.

If it is a heavenly tribulation in the human realm, Nangong Fan's current strength is not qualified to trigger it.

Even if the existence of the pinnacle of humanity exists, it may not be able to see the catastrophe in his life.

A sword slashed across the sky.

The cyan sky was split in half by the sword.

The entire void fell silent all of a sudden, and suddenly exploded in my ears.

The clouds seem to have dissipated quite a bit.

A figure struggled to fly out of the center of the explosion, and a sword bolt pierced the sky.

Nangong Fan still survived the catastrophe tenaciously after all, but he almost exhausted everything.

Even if there is a boundless aura irrigated under the dark clouds that gradually dissipate, the weak body is not so easy to recover.

The end of the heavenly seal looked at the sky, looking at the night sky that was still covered with dark clouds just now, and he couldn't see his five fingers, his face was more shocked, and he couldn't help muttering, "It's actually the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation." ”

This was a big surprise to him. In his mind, even if Nangong Fan just survived the Nineteenth Thunder Tribulation, he was destined to be a character who would leave a name in the Nether.

But the dark clouds had not completely dispersed at this time, and he did not dare to challenge the Heavenly Dao at will.

He was still waiting, waiting to harvest Nangong Fan, who was already weak and powerless.

On the other side of him, the strong man with two horns on his head, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't wait to meet the figure with an extremely strong Saint Ancestor aura on his body, which would be an opportunity for him to break through the limits of his race, and it was also an important opportunity for his race to be sublimated.

......

Nangong Fan fell weakly between the dirt, with a wry smile on his face, he really had no strength in his whole body, and he couldn't even open the ring with his heart.

But fortunately, the catastrophe is a killing opportunity, and it is also a great opportunity. Those who survive the Heavenly Tribulation will receive gifts from the Heavenly Dao.

The vast and pure aura gathered around Nangong Fan, and even the world around him seemed a little hazy, everything was like a dream, and the half-meter range with him as the center seemed to be in another dimension.

This made him feel extremely comfortable, as if he was in a sea of life, the scars of the Heavenly Dao all over the Heavenly Tribulation were healing rapidly, and the aura was also rushing to burrow into the dantian in his body, and it might not be long before he could be resurrected with full blood.

It's just that Doomsday will give herself this time?

Nangong Fan suddenly thought that the end of the heavenly seal was still on the side, and it was estimated that he would come to his side soon, his hands and feet could not move at all, and his face was solemn. How can this situation be solved? Damn, a little more time, even if it is only a negligible half an hour, he will not be slaughtered like he is now.

The dark clouds in the sky will eventually dissipate, and the gaze of the heavenly dao on this place will not recede unwillingly, the heavenly dao of the holy weapon of the earth cannot act according to his preferences, since Nangong Fan has successfully survived the heavenly tribulation under the permission of the rules, "he" can only leave helplessly.

The dark clouds had just dissipated, the sky was still a little dark, and the sun poked a small head in the east, as if to dispel the boundless darkness and usher in light.

The sun is slowly climbing the next day.

Two streams of light rushed straight from the edge of the dark clouds to the place where Nangong Fan fell in his impression.

The two people with ulterior motives naturally had already discovered the traces of Nangong Fan falling into the earth.

It's just that both of them couldn't help but pause less than a hundred meters in front of Nangong Fan, looking at each other, with stunned eyes in their eyes. It seems that there is another person who will also come.

The end of the heavenly seal clearly sensed the surging power hidden in the body of the person who was opposite to him not far away, and his face couldn't help but become solemn, this person gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, even if it was not as good as the original Black Feather Qing.

Doom Tianxi silently looked at the figure shrouded in black robes in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder a little, when did such a character appear on the earth again?

He guessed that this was someone who was attracted by the Heavenly Tribulation, after all, it wasn't necessarily people who crossed the Heavenly Tribulation.

Demon beasts, pills, and even spiritual weapons that reach the limit that the Nether Heavenly Dao can accommodate will be accompanied by the Heavenly Tribulation, and those that can trigger the Heavenly Tribulation are unimaginable and superlative, which will naturally attract the peeps of the super strong.

Although the end of the Celestial Seal is solemn, as the king of the earth, it will naturally not weaken its momentum. He was the first to speak, "This fellow Daoist, the person who crossed the robbery was a wanted criminal in my last dynasty. ”

The figure in the black robe slowly raised his head, and the pitch-black horns loomed under the black robe, which couldn't help but make Doom Tianxi feel shocked, how could the orc clan go deep into the hinterland of the human galaxy?

The black-robed man took a deep breath, and two air currents surged between his nostrils, bringing a monstrous majesty, "The Last Dynasty?

Mo Tianxi's face sank, "Since Daoist friends are unwilling to retreat, then let's see the true chapter under our hands." ”

As he spoke, the Cullinan solemnly took out the spirit weapon from his ring.

This is a long knife that has been treasured in the royal treasury for many years, as thin as a cicada's wings, and the cold light on it flickers, and the rising sunlight shines through the blade, and the blade is filled with a gentle light, which looks like a strange bird flying.

This is the ancestral treasure knife of the last family, it is said that the founding emperor obtained it from a secret realm, and this thousand years of wandering in the fortune of the dynasty, so that the knife body exudes a noble atmosphere.

Even if it looks sacred, there is a strong bloody murderous aura on it.

The last dynasty was able to sit firmly for tens of thousands of miles, and most of the people who were personally beheaded by each emperor were eight hundred, not to mention thousands, and most of them were fed with this treasure knife. In the past thousand years, I don't know how many heroes of the rivers and lakes have drunk and hated under this sharp blade.

The treasure knife seems to have no edge, but that monstrous killing intent can't be suppressed with the appearance of the treasure knife, and even the heaven and earth are faintly blessing this treasure knife.

As the home of the emperor of the earth, the last dynasty was naturally protected by the earth, and raising this emperor was equivalent to raising himself, which was the best of both worlds.

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth rose slightly, as if he was mocking the end of the Heavenly Seal's inadequacy. Even the slightest concern for this miraculous sword.

"Daozhen Mountains and Rivers!"

The end of the Cullinan is out. A white divine bird spread its wings behind him, merging with his hands, and the sword also shot out a milky white brilliance, slashing down into the void with the movements of the Last Seal.

The figure of the end of the heavenly seal dissipated strangely in the same place, and appeared in front of the black-robed man in an instant, with the general trend of heaven and earth, he suppressed the black-robed man with a knife.

An innocent knife. But the entire heaven and earth seemed to tremble with the slash of the sword, and the uneven ground that was already under the heavenly tribulation rose and fell, and a vague sword mark lay across the ground.

You must know that with the strength of the end of the Heavenly Seal, you can definitely completely control the spiritual power in your body, but despite this, just by virtue of the sword momentum, the outside world has been forcibly split into conspicuous lines.

The power of this knife can be imagined.

Before the knife could reach the black-robed man, it slashed his shirt to shreds, revealing a robe that shimmered with golden light.

The black robe danced with the breeze, and could no longer hide its figure.

The black-robed man raised his head, the light flickering above the horns, and the clouds floating in the sky seemed to be pierced by two large conspicuous holes.

The black-robed man's eyes gradually increased with a smear of blood red, and the noble aura on the blood-red sword did not fall behind at all.

The sword fell violently with purple qi, and the violent energy above the horns soared into the sky.

"Boom".

The light sword in the hand of the Last Heavenly Seal collided with the white light that shot out from the horns, making a piercing roar.

The golden, blood-red energy rolled in the void, and even when the two of them fought in the sky, the ground trembled a little.

The end of the cullinan maintained the posture of slashing with the knife in both hands, but there was a trace of shock in his eyes that could not be concealed.

You must know that the black-robed man used a part of his body to fight against him, but with the sharpness of the treasure knife and the favorable time and place on the earth, not to mention cutting off the horns, but the power in it can be passed on, at least it can make this big guy suffer a big loss.

In their situation, it is extremely difficult to divide the victory and defeat at once, and the best way is to use the smallest wins and losses again and again to form a winning momentum, and then use this momentum to achieve a crushing posture step by step.

In fact, most legends say that this is the way to fight, and in such a way of boiling frogs in warm water, some people can't even use the means to fight for their lives, so they drink hatred.

Only freaks like Hei Yuqing and Nangong Fan will use their super strength to blend in the circle of legends without using their strength.

Even in a sense, Hei Yuqing also took advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth, but his momentum was even more ethereal, and it was not so conspicuous under the cover of Haoran's righteousness and laws, or in other words, Hei Yuqing could no longer be invincible in the world without the assistance of the general trend in the lower realm.

But no matter what, Mo Tianxi didn't expect that the first time he met, it would be himself who suffered. If you don't get the inheritance, if you don't be on the earth at this time, won't you be crushed again?

This is absolutely unacceptable to the Cullinan of Doom.

He didn't want to face the black-robed man's apparently most ferocious horn, but when the horn shimmered, if he insisted on attacking other places, he had no doubt that the terrifying energy emitted by the horn would instantly pierce his body.

The orcs resist beating, but he doesn't resist beating at all.

With the treasure knife in his hand, it resonated with heaven and earth, and in his mind, with so many advantages, he was not afraid of such a hard encounter, and even this was the way that he, the master of the earth, should adopt.

That's what the king should be, crushing the enemy, dripping with joy.

But a trembling energy came from the horns of the bull through the sword, shattering all the thoughts in his heart.

The sword that was still sharp after thousands of years was trembling, not to mention his body.

It was as if heaven and earth had formed a pair of giant hands, kneading his not strong body, and the strength he was proud of made him like a boat in the wind and waves, which could only drift with the wind and could be destroyed at any time.

The end of the day was a little regretful, regretting his trust, and even more regretting that he didn't call a few helpers.

There are not ten but eight old men in the end of the capital who have a perfect legend and escape from the world.

Otherwise, it would be easy to cut the black-robed man who suddenly appeared under the horse.

It's just that there is no regret in this world to take medicine.

Mo Tianxi's eyebrows turned down slightly, and he glanced at Nangong Fan, who was gradually able to stand up straight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

As the emperor of the last dynasty, he is at risk of being encircled and suppressed on the earth. Who can believe this?

As long as this black-robed man is involved in him head-on, he will definitely not be able to ignore Nangong Fan's offensive easily, and it may be difficult to leave at that time.

made a decision immediately, and pulled back with a knife, "This fellow Daoist, I have recorded this revenge in the Last Heavenly Seal." ”

Like a kite with a broken string, the end of the Cullinan flew upside down in the direction of the end capital with the wind and waves, and his eyes had been watching the two cautiously.

"I've remembered it. The black-robed man did not catch up, but roared loudly, and the waves of anger rolled.