Lu Xiaonan was also suppressed by the coercion of the will of heaven and earth, the moment the nether sword flew out of his hand, the endless coercion was no longer blocked, and it suddenly fell on his body, his body was immediately bent by the pressure, and he was about to lie on the ground, no one was allowed to be disrespectful in front of the will of heaven and earth! It's not a shame to lie on the ground, don't you see so many masters lying on the ground, but he really doesn't want to bow to it, he has never bowed to anyone in this life, and his knees have never knelt, even in the sky!

Hard, no matter how hard he tries, his bones will not be able to bear his own weight, making a clicking sound, he doesn't want to give in like this, although he understands that in front of the great power of heaven and earth, what he does is useless, but the Nether Sword is fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation, how can he give in!

He roared, using all his strength, the clicking sound of his body became louder and louder, and his veins burst and his body was covered with blood, but he still held his head high, glaring at the clouds in the sky, unyielding! Defy!

The disrespectful behavior of this person with a sword completely made Tianwei angry, and the thunder rolled, and while strangling the Netherworld Sword with all his strength, a purple thunder bolt actually split out from the clouds and attacked the unyielding figure on the ground.

Can you still play like this? Could it be that Lei Tribulation has an autonomous consciousness? That's terrible, there are twenty or thirty people in the field who have survived the Jindan Tribulation, and the thunder tribulation is not what it is now, compared to it, the thunder tribulation is as soft as a newborn baby's little hand brushing his face. Even compared with the immortal tribulations that Zhang Changling and several others had passed, they had never seen such domineering and spirituality.

At this time, everyone noticed that the stubborn boy who fought against Tianwei was bearing the weight of heaven and earth with a small and fragile body, and the hideous image like a ghost was instantly imprinted in everyone's hearts, some people sighed that this young man didn't know how long he could last, but more people were sneering at this young man's incompetence, everyone was lying on your stomach but standing, isn't this sincere to make everyone ugly.

And people are always like this, what they can't do, they don't want others to do it, and it's best for everyone to be unlucky together, which is called following the crowd.

The reason why the monk cultivates is to follow the heavens and the earth, in line with the laws of the world in order to be recognized by heaven and earth, in order to fly into immortals, although there is a saying that the heavens become immortals against the heavens and become gods, but those who move against the heavens have never had a good end, since you are cultivating the Tao is to take the creation of heaven and earth, but you go against the sky, heaven and earth can tolerate you that is a strange thing.

Although this thunder was only one-tenth the size of normal, its power was no worse than the thunder of the Golden Pill Tribulation.

In the gloating eyes of everyone, the purple thunder turned into an electric dragon and suddenly swallowed Lu Xiaonan, and a small purple sun burst out, and everyone hurriedly closed their eyes, otherwise their eyes would be blinded by the purple electric light.

Lu Xiaonan, who was in the midst of the purple thunder, was full of purple, and the electric light bombarded his body without resisting at all, and his skin, flesh and bones seemed to be vaporized at this moment, and he couldn't feel the pain when the pain was extreme, and his consciousness was also blank at this moment.

Heaven and earth became black and white at this moment, stepping on the void, there were countless black and white armor warriors fighting in front of him, the stars shattered, the void collapsed, and suddenly a purple sword light slashed, that was the only color in this void, across the distance of time and space, slashed on his head, he felt like he was falling into endless darkness......

A splitting headache made him roar silently, and the brilliance in front of him reappeared, he was still in Hongguang Temple, still trying to resist the will of heaven and earth in place. The purple thunder had dispersed, his body was covered with scorched scars, and under the scars was red flesh wriggling, and the Ruofeng armor had also shattered into several strips of cloth and fell to the ground.

But in his dantian, on the glass ball where the solid true element was condensed, traces of rupture appeared again, and wisps of true yuan flowed out from between the cracks, surging all over his body in an instant, constantly repairing his body......

When everyone looked at Lu Xiaonan again, he was still the beautiful young man, except for a little embarrassment, there didn't seem to be much change from before, but those who were familiar with him could feel it, and at this time, there was always a feeling of a long-term superior. Is this the ascension of life level after the baptism of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder? Compared with the Jindan monk, there seems to be something inexplicable, but no one can see it, no one has ever seen this situation, and there is no legend.

"Is this a golden pill?" Someone lay on the ground and whispered a question.

Jin Dan robbery? This makes people speechless, a young man who is at best the strength of building a foundation, has survived the Jindan Tribulation that stuck ninety percent of the nine monks in the world, and stepped through the gap between immortals and mortals, and has the body of a Jindan monk, as long as the follow-up cultivation can keep up, there will be another Jindan monk in this world.

Envy, jealousy, hatred, and countless negative emotions overflow in the hearts of everyone.

Today's spiritual energy in the cultivation world is depleted, the foundation is damaged, and it can't accommodate too many monks at all, all of them together are only thousands, and the cultivation of the monks exists in the form of a pyramid, and the lowest level is the cultivation of qi and foundation building monks, the base is relatively huge, as long as there is a little mana, it is counted in it, accounting for more than ninety percent of it. Jindan monks are different, they are already fundamentally different from mortals, and they can be called "real people", that is, the legendary immortals in people's mouths, and there are probably only more than a hundred. Further up the Tibetan God Realm is even less, on the bright side, it is only the number of hands, all of them are the figures of the Supreme Elder level of the various major sects, but there are nearly ten of them who appear here today, and these old monsters don't know how much they have hidden, but there will never be too many, they all exist as a foundation. As for breaking the void, people only know the ancestor of Kunlun who has lived for more than two thousand years, maybe the aura of this world can't support his ascension at all, so he has been stranded until today.

Lu Xiaonan's whole body was almost inch-free, but he didn't pay attention, he just raised his head and stared at the clouds in the sky, he couldn't see the situation inside the clouds, but he could feel the Nether Sword rushing and killing in it step by step.

The Nether Sword is fighting in the clouds, fighting on someone else's territory, and there are rolling thunders everywhere, and it can no longer show the advantage of light and treachery, so it can only fight against the impact of thunder with the strength of the sword itself. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is not a single divine thunder, but a golden thunder that will be killed by the Nine Paths into various divine weapons and beasts and other divine objects with one blow, those golden divine weapons and divine beasts and other divine objects seem to have spirituality, each blow makes the Netherworld Sword continue to retreat, the brilliance is dim, and the sword body is full of cracks, and after receiving the second blow, the Netherworld Sword has begun to shatter, and some broken fragments are melted into juice and slide off, and they are evaporated into nothingness before they fall out of the clouds.

At this time, Lu Xiaonan had only been in contact with the Nether Sword for a few months, but the feeling between them seemed to have been together for thousands of years, and they had already been connected with each other, after all, he had been with him in that sad dream, and he could feel the arrogance of the Netherworld Sword.

He used all his mind to establish contact with the Netherworld Sword, and finally saw it, through the perspective of the Netherworld Sword, he saw that the third Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had been brewed, in addition to the divine soldiers and divine beasts, there was also a humanoid thunder standing in it, exuding a god-like luster, which was the imprint of the gods of the Tribulation back then, although it was vague like a layer of smoke, but it had all the means and power that the gods used when they crossed the Tribulation, and its means were many times more domineering than the divine soldiers and beasts.

The Netherworld Sword emitted a terrible sword roar, and the rolling sword intent erupted, forming an unyielding will to confront the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder head-on, although the sword body was seriously damaged, although the spiritual wisdom that had just been opened began to dissipate, although the essence of the Netherworld Sword was treacherous, it still chose to attack head-on, this is the arrogance of the sword, and it is also the unyielding struggle of a living body.