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The purple lightning with the thickness of his thumb fell, and Zhang Lang was not afraid or flinched, and bravely rushed forward and ran directly towards the purple lightning. During the flight, all the magic weapons that were nourished in the dantian rushed out, and they surrounded the purple lightning even faster than Zhang Lang, tearing and devouring it violently.

Magic weapons such as the dark green jade wand, the Houyi bow shooting the Sun Divine Arrow, the Golden Book Relic, and the Thunder Wings didn't pay attention to the purple lightning that the Heavenly Realm would descend in their eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the lightning tore apart and completely devoured it.

"Damn~ This is Lao Tzu's heavenly realm, this purple lightning has to be devoured by Lao Tzu's body, otherwise how to spend this heavenly realm and how to advance. Zhang Lang scolded.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~......"

The heavenly realm shook and roared, as if he was angry, and as if he was responding to what Zhang Lang said, more than ten purple lightning bolts directly rained down, bypassing many magic weapons and heading straight for Zhang Lang.

"I'll rely on~ Ben Shao only needs one purple lightning bolt is enough, you have sent me more than ten Dao, can Ben Shao stand it?" Zhang Lang scolded directly.

Zhang Lang ran away directly after scolding, but instead of running away, he ran wildly within the range of the clouds, bypassing the purple lightning bolts. When bypassing the purple lightning, he didn't forget to let one of them merge from the Heavenly Spirit Gai and travel all over his body.

Hou Yi's bow and other magic weapons such as shooting the Sun Divine Arrow were not idle, nor were they idle, chasing the purple lightning behind him.

At this time, the sky is like an act of fleeing and chasing, and it doesn't look like it's a catastrophe at all. Zhang Lang ran wildly at the front, followed by nine lightning bolts, and behind the lightning were a number of magic weapons such as the Houyi Bow.

Although Zhang Lang ran away wildly, he did not forget that this was a catastrophe, and in the wild running, he allowed the heavenly tribulation that caught up to him to drill into the Tianling Gai, allowing it to roam all over the body, nourishing and eliminating impurities in the body.

Although the lightning penetrated into Zhang Lang's body, nourishing all parts of the body and eliminating many useless impurities, it was an extraordinary pain that ordinary people could endure. Zhang Lang has been baptized by many heavenly tribulations, but at this time, he can't bear the pain caused by the purple lightning for the time being, and he suddenly stopped running and fleeing for a while, resisting the extraordinary pain, which gave the rest of the chasing lightning behind him a big surprise.

The remaining eight purple lightning bolts swarmed up, all of them against Zhang Lang's Heavenly Spirit Gai, scrambling to be the first to let anyone, frantically competing for the initiative, desperately seizing the opportunity, and wanting to drill into its Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Ah~"

Zhang Lang let out a very painful cry, the pain in his body was not clear, and the eight purple lightning bolts penetrated wildly, making Zhang Lang even more painful and unbearable, and he had to let out an unbearable scream.

Hou Yi Gong and other magic weapons were not idle, and they didn't pay attention to the benefits of these purple lightning to Zhang Lang, and rushed directly up, forcibly tore the purple lightning, and merged into the devouring body.

In the blink of an eye, seven purple lightning bolts were swallowed by magic weapons such as Hou Yi's bow, and they burst out with golden light, impacting at great speed, converging on the bottom of the clouds, waiting for a new round of purple lightning to descend, so as to devour and nourish their bodies.

"Ah~"

Zhang Lang let out a miserable scream again, although the magic weapons such as the Houyi Bow snatched the seven lightning bolts and left, but one of them successfully penetrated into the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Zhang Lang, fused with the previous lightning, and frantically nourished Zhang Lang's whole body.

"Ah~Ah~Ah~......"

Screams kept coming out of Zhang Lang's mouth and rolled away in the sky. The blessings of the two purple lightning bolts are not as simple as double superposition, and the pain can be imagined. Zhang Lang has been baptized by Heavenly Tribulation Lightning many times, and Purple Lightning has also experienced it several times, but this baptism is different from the past.

With the improvement of the realm, the intensity of the Heavenly Tribulation increases, and the ascension of each great realm is not a simple double, but several times the superposition.

"Ah~"

The last scream came out, and Zhang Lang lay flat in the air, panting heavily. The clothes on his body had long since been reduced to nothing by the baptism of lightning, and the skin of his whole body was the same color as the baptism of purple lightning, as if purple lightning covered the surface of his skin.

"Tear~"

The sound of tearing sounded at this moment, and Zhang Lang's purple skin cracked in response to the sound, falling from his body and falling towards the ground, but it turned into powder and scattered with the wind in mid-air.

The fall of purple skin allowed Shoro to regain his white skin, but he was naked all over. Zhang Lang's face was flushed, and his whole body was covered with silver brilliance, covering his entire body and heading straight for the clouds.

"Boom~"

The clouds shook with a roar, and a bucket-thick purple lightning fell. At this moment, whether it was Zhang Lang or Hou Yi Bow and other treasures, as if they had seen a smooth beauty, they all rushed into the purple lightning and received a deep baptism.

This time, the purple lightning did not have a trace of attack power, just like a gentle water shower, washing away the impurities in their bodies. From the outside, only a bucket-thick purple lightning descended, but it was impossible to see the state of magic weapons such as Zhang Lang and Hou Yi Bow inside.

After about two minutes, the purple lightning slowly faded, and the clouds began to evacuate, and Zhang Lang, who was already dressed, rushed out of the purple lightning.

Zhang Lang stared at the slowly evacuating Tribulation Cloud, but he didn't see the clansmen and uncles who were enslaved by the Heavenly Tribulation, but he had successfully crossed the Tribulation, and they had been defeated in his own hands, so it stands to reason that they would be out of the control of the Heavenly Tribulation and reincarnated, but now they are nowhere to be seen.

"In the past, Ben Shao successfully crossed the catastrophe, and the enslaved ones all showed their backgrounds and thus passed on to the world to be reincarnated, but this time the catastrophe has almost disappeared, but there is no trace of the uncle. Zhang Lang wondered.

"Young master, your uncle and they are enslaved again by the Heavenly Tribulation, and they will quickly destroy the calamity clouds that are about to disappear, otherwise they will still be the puppets of the Heavenly Tribulation. Xiao Jie reminded loudly.

As soon as Zhang Lang heard his anger, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his right hand clenched into a fist, aiming at the calamity clouds that were about to dissipate. The Seven Killing Fists of the Heavens were directly hit from the first style to the seventh style, and the Seven Killing Fists of the Heavens that had no spell attacks or spiritual attacks rushed out of the ten fist shadows and hit the clouds indiscriminately.

"Boom~Boom~......"

A dull roar sounded in the clouds, and the ten fist shadows instantly destroyed the clouds, allowing them to passively dissipate. As soon as the clouds were scattered, the puppets enslaved by the Heavenly Tribulation appeared, they came to Zhang Lang's side and bowed deeply, and then dissipated in the air and reincarnated.

"Uncle, my nephew is looking forward to your arrival and joining me in the battle against the Heavenly Dao. Zhang Lang said to the place where Zhang Fei disappeared.

"Congratulations Boss, the realm has been raised to the early stage of the Saint King. Yang Yu and the others stepped forward and said.

"You have also absorbed the essence of the heavens, and you should also cross the tribulation to improve the realm. Zhang Lang wondered.

"In the battle, the essence of the heavens has lost too much, and it is still a little short before it can improve the realm. Yang Yu explained.

"I see. However, Long Wei is realm has been suppressed and has devoured the essence of the sky, so it's time to restore some realms!" Zhang Lang said.

"Hey~ Don't mention it, I thought that I could restore some realms by devouring the essence of the sky, but I was helpless...... Helpless!" Long Wei said with a bitter face.

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