With a quick stroke of the index finger, with the secret method of the "Zhiyuan Sutra", in the void, the spiritual blood is written as a complex and incomprehensible symbol.

"Seal!"

The spirit blood talisman teleported, turning into a large one, and the golden light flashed and sealed the thunder net.

The blood-colored thunder net was blocked, it felt that it had been provoked, as if it was spiritual, it turned into a dragon shape for a while, a phoenix shape for a while, and a tiger shape for a while, desperately biting and tearing the spirit blood talisman.

The spirit blood talisman was unmoved, as steady as Mount Tai, allowing the thunder net to struggle frantically.

Rumble!

The blood-colored thunder net was never able to break free from the spirit blood talisman, and suddenly exploded!

The spirit blood talisman was finally blown into a sky full of gold dust, and in the blood-colored thunder, it was washed away without a trace.

Boom!

The remaining blood-colored thunder net deftly avoided Zhiyu's obstruction and hit Fei Liu's chest.

Fei Liu was repelled hundreds of zhang under the power of heaven and crashed into the cave wall.

And on his body, the blood-colored thunder and lightning were still swimming, but seeing Fei Liu's strong black iron realm Dacheng's body, with the ravages of thunder and lightning, cracks were torn apart!

The golden blood flowed out, and at the same time, it turned into smoke under the thunder and lightning.

Fei Liu grabbed it with both hands, trying to catch the blood-colored lightning on his body, but everything was in vain, and he could only carry the power of thunder and lightning with his body.

In addition to the divine soul, heavenly veins and other places, thunder and lightning almost everywhere, flesh and blood, muscles and bones, five internal organs, and six internal organs were thoroughly washed.

After experiencing the thunder and lightning, Fei Liu felt that his body was like a piece of iron, being tempered by a thousand times, as if he was about to be reborn.

After being reborn, iron may be refined steel!

Thunder tribulation is not only a calamity, but also a creation.

If you can't survive it, it's a disaster, and if you can't survive it, it's a disaster!

Fei Liu, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and his struggling and writhing body endured this inhuman torture, enduring the pain of every inch of skin, flesh, muscles, bones, and viscera being recreated.

This kind of pain not only penetrates deep into the soul, but what is even more unbearable is that one's own soul is "watching" this reinvention and is powerless, and he can't do anything.

After an hour of this, the blood-colored thunder and lightning finally ran out of power and disappeared into nothingness!

Fei Liu completely collapsed!

He felt that his body was no longer his own, and that this newborn body was like a crimson magic weapon with a hint of gold thread.

A magic weapon of an ownerless thing.

Forcibly gathering the divine soul, he must control his body as soon as possible, the clouds in the sky are still there, and the passage is still there, indicating that the catastrophe is not over yet, waiting for him, I don't know what kind of powerful blow it is.

The seventeenth layer in front is already so powerful, and the eighteenth layer has not moved, can you carry the entire eighteenth layer of thunder tribulation?

Mobilize the power of the divine soul in the huge spiritual blood with the consciousness of the gods, and strive to restore control of the body.

At this time, the void was completely different from what was expected.

But the dark clouds from 1 to 17 were quiet, and no lightning was formed, just silently swirling.

Only the eighteenth layer, the eighteenth layer, which was as black as ink, was tumbling violently.

Fei Liu's soul felt that the eighteenth layer of clouds was shrinking rapidly, and now it had shrunk to only ten miles in diameter and ten zhang thick, and this contraction had not stopped.

In the black clouds, the spirit could not enter, and could only vaguely feel that something was being born in it.

Puff Knock ~ Puff Knock......

More than ten breaths passed, and suddenly, a huge heartbeat echoed slowly but powerfully in the void.

Fei Liu's pupils shrank, and in his soul, the black cloud had turned into a black dragon dozens of zhang long.

The black dragon was coiled in a heap, its eyes closed, its whiskers fluttering slightly, its two canine teeth exposed, and its claws shining.

The heartbeat of the void grew faster and faster, and suddenly, a pair of blood-red lantern-sized eyes opened.

The vertical eyes were full of indifference and blood, full of the might of this heavenly wrath.

The black dragon slowly raised his head, slowly leaned out of the passage, and looked at the small Fei Liu.

Shout!

With a casual spit out, a black lightning bolt was like a spirit snake, quickly and dexterously hitting Fei Liu.

Fei Liu, who had just regained control of his body, did not hesitate to take out an object, and with a movement of his mind, he threw it quickly, and a streamer of light pierced the black lightning.

Shout!

Boom!

The two objects collided, the black lightning was split, fell to the ground, and a large hole dozens of zhang deep was blasted out within a radius of fifty zhang, which shows its great power.

And the thing thrown by Fei Liu showed its original form, which was the talisman given by Gu Changsheng, the golden willow leaf blade.

At this time, the willow blade was once a lot less brilliant and dimmed.

The contempt in the black dragon's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth again and spat out.

Whoa!

Two black bolts of lightning struck Fei Liu one after the other at a faster speed.

Fei Liu pinched his fingers, and the willow blade dodged.

Bang!

Two bolts of lightning were struck again.

And the willow blade only had a faint golden light left, and it seemed that the power was about to run out.

Whoa!

The black dragon still opened his mouth unhurriedly and spit out, and three black lightning bolts teleported!

The Willow Blade and one lightning bolt died together, and the other two lightning bolts remained unchanged.

Fei Liu Mingxiang, who had been prepared for a long time, was in hand.

Poof!

The lightning bounced off, and he raised his knife and fell, directly extinguishing the lightning.

Mingxiang is worthy of being a treasure that can resist the powerful attacks of the Dao Dan Realm, and it is easier to deal with black lightning.

After all, from the beginning of the battle between the first lightning bolt and the willow leaf blade, Fei Liu basically knew the power of this black lightning.

With the willow leaf blade, it can be easily handled, and for Mingxiang, it is naturally not a problem.

Of course, this refers to the case when there are not many lightning bolts.

Fei Liu then looked up at the black dragon and waved his knife.

The corners of the black dragon's anthropomorphic mouth grinned, full of disdain and ridicule, and there was a hint of teasing in it, and he opened his mouth again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five bolts of lightning slashed down almost head to tail.

Fei Liu, who was ruthless, frantically poured into Mingxiang with a body of vitality, and the black blade was shining with white light, and in a hard way, he slashed out one after another.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Fei Liu's figure was drowned in a black mixture of lightning, thunder, and air waves.

The gloating Zhao Lei was full of worry on his face at this time.

It was the first time she saw a human tribulation, and it was the first time she saw such a powerful thunder tribulation, and the panic in her heart was indescribable, she only felt cold all over, and it seemed that even her soul was about to be frozen by this brilliant heavenly might.

She was really afraid that Fei Liu would not be able to hold on.

If this dead pervert can't survive the death, then he will also die......

Why are you so unlucky!

Why is this dead perverted catastrophe so powerful!

What a terrible thing he had to do to be punished by such a heavenly wrath and thunder......

While thinking wildly, Zhao Lei prayed again, hoping that this dead pervert could kill these heavenly thunders.

Gradually, the black lightning and air waves dissipated.

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[On the last day of November, 2020 has come to an end. I hope that the epidemic will come to an end as soon as possible, and the world will be a bright future! Book friends, go to work and school on Monday and have a good day!]