Ye Lan felt sorry in his heart when he saw that the masked woman was injured and vomited blood, so he hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "Girl, are you okay?"

The masked woman snorted and said angrily: "Devil, if you want to kill, you will kill, what kind of tricks are there with such a hypocrisy?"

Ye Lan scratched his head, with a look of distress on his face, and muttered, "I know you don't believe it, but ...... , I'm not him!"

"Who's not?"

"Not the big devil you call it. ”

The masked woman was even more angry, pointed to the dead corpses all over the village, and said loudly: "My senior sister and I flew by here, and we encountered a trace of resentment, which was the resentment and hatred collected by the evil law of the Demon Gate. I have come to see that there is no living person here but you, and if it were not from you, who else would this corpse be all over the ground?"

Ye Lan frowned, raised his palms in front of his eyes, glanced at them, and sighed: "These villagers were indeed killed by my hands, but they really weren't killed by me......

The masked woman was stunned and asked, "What are you talking nonsense?"

Ye Lan didn't know how to explain, so he had to bow his hand to the masked woman and said, "This matter is a long story, in short, I am not a villain, and I will not embarrass the girl again, please don't worry about the girl." ”

The masked woman saw him give his hand, but she didn't know what the devil was thinking, for fear that he would hurt people by taking advantage of the opportunity to do so, so she hurriedly spit out the strength of her palm to protect her body.

Ye Lan's hand did not run the true yuan, although the masked woman took the defensive position, but her true yuan was too strong, which naturally attracted the true yuan in Ye Lan's body to defend it. Ye Lan was afraid of hurting the other party again, so he hurriedly concentrated on the inner guard, trying to calm the restless Zhenyuan in his body. Who knew that under the thought, the true yuan in his body did not seem to be calmed, but became more violent and violent, like rolling lava, roaring incessantly. At this time, it was noon, the scorching sun was overhead, and the blue sky was like washing, so in the blink of an eye, the sky suddenly darkened, and thick dark clouds appeared out of thin air, gathering above Ye Lan's head, and the electric light surging between the clouds, it seemed that there would be thunder and fire at any time.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lan chuckled in his heart, and said secretly: "It's not good! My cultivation has already reached the peak of the condensation state of mind, and I have just absorbed the remnants of Bawu's cultivation, and my skill has greatly improved, the golden pill in my body cannot contain such a huge amount of spiritual power, and the true yuan is out of control, I am afraid that it will immediately cause the Yuan Infant Heavenly Tribulation!"

The magic power of the monks of the Yuanying Realm is far superior to that of the monks of the Jindan Realm, and in addition to the twenty major factions of good and evil in the northern Xinjiang, the supreme heads of the other factions are only the cultivation of the Yuanying Realm. Once a monk cultivates to the Yuanying realm, he can start a sect and become a hero. The Yuanying Realm monk not only has a skill several times higher than the Jindan Realm, but also has a lifespan far beyond the Jindan Realm monk. The lifespan of the Jindan Realm is not more than a thousand years, and if the Yuanying Realm cultivators are unable to cultivate to the Chaos Realm, they will usually live to be four or five thousand years old before they die.

The difference between the Yuanying Realm and the Jindan Realm is so big, everyone in the world dreams of reaching this realm one day. However, most Jindan monks did not dare to trigger the Yuanying Heavenly Tribulation in their lifetime, just because this Heavenly Tribulation was too dangerous, and it was completely different from the previous tribulations in the Jindan Realm.

The calamities before the Jindan Realm, whether it is the tribulation of the Danyuan Divine Fire, the calamity of the blue water and the calamity of the heart, or the calamity of the wind and fire, are all caused by the calamities of the monk himself, most of them are caused by the monk's own true yuan, although the power is not weak, but after all, it is the power of the monk himself, and the power is limited after all. But this primordial infant tribulation was not born from the monk himself, but was a real heavenly tribulation.

It is the way of heaven to follow the cycle of heavenly principles in mortal life, old age, sickness and death. The monk collects the aura of heaven and earth, cultivates his own yin and yang, and seeks immortality, and escapes between heaven and earth with boundless supernatural powers. This is acting against the heavens, and it is greatly forbidden by heaven and earth. Before the monk was in the Yuanying Realm, even though he had some magical powers, his ability was limited after all, and he could not be swallowed by the power of heaven and earth, but once the monk reached the Yuanying Realm, he would be counterattacked by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, which would cause a catastrophe.

This Yuan Infant Heavenly Tribulation is also called the Yuan Infant Thunder Tribulation by the monks, and the monks cultivate to the top of the condensation state, and the true yuan in the golden pill is overflowing, and they can no longer live in the golden pill. The surging spiritual power in the golden pill will trigger the spiritual energy induction of heaven and earth, and countless thunder and fire will be born from the void and slash towards the monk's golden pill. This thunder and fire is the power of heaven and earth, even if the Jindan realm monks have some means, most of them still can't compete with the power of this heaven and earth, and they will be crushed to pieces by the steady stream of thunder and fire, and they will die a miserable death.

The power of the thunder fire will change with the cultivation of the monk, and the stronger the monk's magical power, the greater the power of the thunder fire. Therefore, if the Jindan Realm cultivator did not find another magic method and only relied on his own skills to resist the heavenly thunder, he would definitely not be able to survive the catastrophe.

If the monk wants to survive this catastrophe safely, he often has to go through many years of preparation, find a blessed place where the masculinity is not obvious, so that the power of thunder and fire will not be too violent, and then lay out various formations to relieve the power of thunder and lightning. This array is very exquisite, and it can only be arranged with its own strength, and cannot be used by others. With this kind of arrangement, the monk can resist the thunder and fire with a magical weapon, and if he is lucky, he will be able to survive the misfortune of the thunder and lightning phagosome body and survive the thunder tribulation of the primordial infant safely.

After the monk crosses the catastrophe, the golden pill in the body will be shattered by the thunder fire, revealing its inner yuan fetus, some monks finally survive to the last level, after the golden pill is broken, the thunder and fire will not stop, and even the yuan fetus in the golden pill will be destroyed together, and they will die.

This Yuan Infant Thunder Tribulation is so difficult to cross, all the Jindan Realm monks in the world regard it as the first major event in their lives, and no one dares to take it lightly. It had been less than two years since Ye Lan reached the fourth layer of the Jindan Realm, and although his skills far surpassed those of the same realm due to his cultivation of the Xuantian Wuji Skill, he knew that with his own skills, he was far from being able to trigger the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation, so he had never made any preparations for the Tribulation.

This time, he was robbed of his body by Bau, and he was desperate to use the blue and white qi in the wind and fire glass ball to refine the remnants of Bau into his own true element, which was lucky to save his life. But what kind of person is Bau, although his skills have almost been exhausted, only this bit of cultivation remains, but it is still not something that Ye Lan can control.

The black clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was completely obscured, and the whole mountain village was covered under the dark clouds, above the dark clouds, the sun was shining, the sky was clear, but the light and shadow were already dim under the clouds, just like the middle of the night.

Seeing this, the masked woman let out a sigh of surprise, took a few steps back, and returned to her sister's side. But hearing the rumbling thunder, Ye Lan and the woman only felt that their eyes were bright, and more than a hundred thunderbolts fell from the sky and slashed towards the mountain village. The trees in the village were struck by lightning and fire, which instantly broke and collapsed, and then ignited a raging fire. When the masked woman saw the thunder and fire falling from the sky, she screamed and dodged a thunderbolt that slashed at her. Seeing that there was another thunder fire straight down, like a silver dragon falling on the nine heavens, it slashed directly at the yellow-shirted girl on the ground, the masked woman shouted, pounced, blocked the junior sister, raised the dagger with both hands to support it, and forcibly received a thunder fire.

After a thunderstorm, the masked woman screamed miserably, shook her body a few times before stabilizing her figure, stroked her chest and coughed twice, spurting out blood.

Ye Lan was a few feet away from the two women's football teams, and the thunder and lightning in the sky were all caused by him, and most of the natural thunder and lightning power greeted him above his head. The thunder and lightning that struck the masked woman were only the thickness of an arm, and the thunder around Ye Lan flashed, but they were all violent thunder and fire as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Ye Lan looked at the thunder in the sky, his heart was shocking, but he didn't want to stand still, he waved his hand and sacrificed the Xuanbing Fire Fan, the fan body shook, and turned into a straight spear, the body of the gun was dark, and the light flame was covered with a faint flame, and the tip of the spear was crystal clear, emitting bursts of cold light. He shook his arms, pulled a big gun, walked with the gun, dodged the thunder and fire in the sky, and when he couldn't dodge, he smashed or swept with the spear in his hand, and fought hard with the power of the thunder and fire.

The thunderbolts found the main master, and they all hit Ye Lan head-on, no longer scattered on the ground. The masked woman got this gap, reached out and grabbed the yellow-shirted girl, a little under her feet, and flew away, her body rose to mid-air, suddenly sank down, and almost fell to the ground, she spurted another mouthful of blood, struggled to stabilize her body, and disappeared behind the mountain peak in a blink of an eye with the yellow-shirted girl.

When Ye Lan saw the two girls escape, his heart was wide, and he no longer had any scruples, and danced the spear in his hand all over his body, tossing and turning in the thunder and lightning. That thunder fire was generated by the power of heaven and earth, and its power was far from comparable to any opponent Ye Lan had encountered in his life. Fortunately, Ye Lan's skill increased dramatically after refining the Bau Demon Venerable, and with the help of the Xuanbing Fire Fan in his hand, although he was hit by the power of thunder and lightning, his whole body was numb, but he could barely resist the enemy.

The black clouds in the sky are rolling and moving, as if they are spiritual things, so they hit Ye Lan with thunder and fire, which is enough to support a stick of incense.

Ye Lan carried the gun to block for a while, seeing that the electric fire was getting denser and denser, it was more and more difficult to dodge, every time he carried a lightning strike with a spear, the numbness on his body was strengthened, and after another meal, the electric strength reached his body, and his head was also erected from a distance, looking like a savage from a distance.

Ye Lan saw the thunder and fire rolling down, and he didn't mean to stop at all, but he really didn't know when this thunderstorm would end. The more he blocked, the harder he became, and after a while, a thunderbolt struck the barrel of the gun, and his arm shook, only a soft click was heard, and his right arm was dislocated, and he could no longer take out the spear, and the fire on the barrel of the gun dimmed, and it was extinguished, and it fell to the ground.

The thunder continued to smash him to the ground, causing him to stagnate in the chest, and blood ran wildly from his mouth. He smiled bitterly, looked up and saw that a thunderbolt had been shot down on the head again, and he was powerless to dodge, so he had to raise his left arm, which was still able to move, and his cross arm protected the vital point above his head.

There was another soft click, and the bones of his left arm shattered, and it hung limply like a dead snake, and the thunder and fire passed through his arm and struck him on the chest, burning his chest and his clothes to the ground.

Ye Lan roared in pain and collapsed to the ground, only to feel that his eyes lit up, and a thunderbolt as thick as a hugging wood struck straight down at his dantian!