After running for more than 20 miles, Xiang Mo had gradually seen the place where the thunder and lightning fell, it was a lake, the lake was wide, and there was no edge in sight.

The thunder in the middle of the lake is shining, and the white waves are rolling into the sky, like a nine-song Milky Way majesticly descending.

There is a whirlpool dozens of zhang wide in it, rolling up layers of spiral-shaped white waves, like a meat grinder, rolling all the waves, thunder and lightning, and fish grass into it.

Xiang Mo approached again, and finally came to the lakeside, and at the same time, a thunder dragon burst out of the dark clouds again, no, several thunder dragons, forming a dense power grid, covering this whirlpool.

At this moment, a slender figure slowly poked out of the whirlpool and met the power grid that swooped down.

Xiang Mo took a closer look, and when he boarded, his palms were sweaty, his soles and scalp were numb, and his whole body was sweating.

But seeing that the head of this figure is wide and strong, a sharp mouth like a crocodile opens and closes, and two short horns jump on the head, the eyes the size of a water tank have slender pupils like snakes, and the body is like a long snake, slender and flexible, up to a hundred feet, the whole body is wrapped in black iron-like scales, it looks rough and thick, and a tail is smooth and smooth, dark and shiny, and it looks vigorous and powerful.

What surprised him the most was that this creature resembling a snake and a dragon actually had four claws, although it was a little immature, but it already had a rudimentary form.

The moment it jumped out of the water, it danced its big mouth and collided with the oncoming power grid.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth changed color.

The water was whistling, the wind was roaring, and the surface of the lake seemed to be held by an invisible hand, which was used to connect with the sky, and the surging waters crashed against each other and made a thunderous sound.

The sky seemed to have cracked a hole, and the earth seemed to have risen a mountain.

The surface of the lake changed with the heaven and earth, turning into a roaring tiger, surging and setting off bursts of rags.

In addition to the violent thunder in his ears, there was the painful roar of the unknown giant creature, and he even saw despair and desolation in those eyes as big as a water tank.

"It seems that he has also reached the point where he has run out of oil and lamps!"

Xiang Mo thought about it for a while, and then understood the situation of the living being, under such a few blows, even if it tried its best to twist its hundred-foot-long body, shake the two horns that flickered with water waves, and go all out, it could not withstand wave after wave of endless lightning strikes.

Under the thunder, whether it was the horns of the head, the big mouth, or the incomparably hard scales, most of them were sharpened, and only a pitch-black wound remained.

Xiang Mo thought about it, took out a booklet, flipped through it, and finally saw a record of this living being.

This thing is called Jiao, can make clouds and fog, soar in space, look very much like a dragon, but the horn is very short, hidden in the pond and river, absorb the breath of heaven and earth, survive the thunder tribulation can turn into a dragon, after turning into a dragon, it can soar in the ten thousand worlds, soar clouds and drive fog, can be big and small, can rise and hide; large is Xingyun and spit fog, small is hidden in the form; ascend and fly between the universe, hidden in the waves.

"It turned out to be a thunderstorm, no wonder there was no rain!"

Xiang Mo knew this, but when he saw the power of the heavenly thunder condensed in the sky again, he couldn't help but worry about Jiao.

The heavenly thunder shook the heavens and the earth, as if an immortal was holding the Heavenly Fire God Line, brewing the power of destruction.

The thunder net that had just descended on it had almost reached its limit, and if it descended again, it would inevitably die.

This Jiao was born in heaven and earth, after thousands of years of practice, finally achieved cultivation, and had the possibility of ascending to the sky in one step, but now the sky wants to cut it down under the thunder and lightning, which is really ruthless and unrighteous.

It's a pity that a thousand years of practice have been turned into a disaster, so why not give it a lease of life!

A fire ignited in Xiang Mo's heart, he only felt that this Jiao was consistent with his own experience, after countless tribulations, until today's cultivation has been successful, but he doesn't want to encounter another catastrophe and is about to die, if he dies like this, wouldn't it be that the sky has no eyes, and the heavens and the earth have no heart.

He doesn't have the ability to change his life against the sky, and he only has a five-element body.

If the thunder is rolling today, it can not only temper one's body, but also save Jiao's life, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone.

Xiang Mo made up his mind, so he didn't hesitate any longer, reached out and grabbed a few pieces of wood, tied them together as a small boat, threw them into the lake, picked up a wooden stick in his hand, jumped on the wooden raft, and rowed into the lake.

At this time, the lake was bleak, and the original vigorous body had already lost its luster, like a water python, floating powerlessly on the surface of the water, motionless.

Red blood flowed out of the wound and spread in the lake, infecting most of the lake, making the surface of the lake, which was as clean as a mirror, muddy and unclear.

As if realizing Xiang Mo's arrival, the huge Jiaotou shook a little, and wanted to struggle to turn its head to see what was approaching, but its injuries were so serious that it was extremely difficult to even turn its head, and soon it could only hang its head and float quietly on the water.

But this time, the probe almost scared Xiang Mo's heart out, just the breath emanating from Jiao's nostrils made him feel like he was soaked in hot water, and he was soaked, you can imagine how terrifying it would be if this Jiao was intact.

Xiang Mo ignored it and looked up at the sky instead.

The dark clouds in the sky converged again like the rising tide of the sea, and under the whining of the wind, they were miserable and weeping.

They tumbled, galloped, and came from all directions, piled up in stacks, and became denser and denser.

The interior seems to be pregnant with mountains, earth, rivers, grass and trees, and all kinds of forests.

The Thunder Tribulation has already changed its shape, no longer just like a dragon's body like just now, but has formed a scene of heaven and earth, a scene of thunder and lightning.

Thunder the heavens and destroy all the ways.

An immensely large force poked down from the depths of the dark clouds, showing its supreme majesty.

Jiao also seemed to feel the horror of this thunder tribulation, it struggled to stir its body, raised its head, stood proudly, looked at the sky, looked at the thunder tribulation that was brewing.

Its eyes were full of unyielding and death-defying home.

For it, this catastrophe is an experience of heaven and earth, a sublimation of life, if it passes, then it is really transcendent, if it can't pass, sooner or later it will still turn into a pile of white bones.

Instead of dying in obscurity, it is better to fight against the sky and strive for a glimmer of insignificant life.

It's going to be desperate.

Xiang Mo also felt Jiao's will, and felt the determination to fight with himself, and suddenly felt happy.

If the absorption of the Heavenly Tribulation fails this time, then it will be worth dying with such a Jiao who dares to fight against the sky.

Jiao also felt Xiang Mo's mentality, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Xiang Mo.

At this time, one person and one Jiao, although they are far apart and do not belong to the same kind of creatures, but here, it seems that they have each other in their hearts, and they all have a sense of satisfaction that they regard them as confidants.

In the face of the catastrophe, they no longer felt alone, but opened their hearts to the coming destruction.

"Boom!"

A slender jagged electric light plunged down like a sharp sword below the clouds, intertwining and flashing in the air, sputtering terrifying sparks of electric sparks, outlining an ink landscape painting in mid-air.

In the painting, the mountains and the water are parallel, the mountains are heavy, the water is heavy, the mountains and rivers are majestic, the structure is compact, and they are integrated.

With the opening of the picture scroll, the wind and clouds are throbbing, the heaven and the earth are silent, the years are bleak, and the scenery is bleak.

All things are silent, and they bow their heads reverently like this new world.

Xiang Mo and Jiao Qi frowned, trembling all over, and their faces were pale.

The last heavenly thunder was so powerful that the thunder and lightning turned into a scene, and it was so strong that it was terrifying.

In the face of such a catastrophe, what living beings can escape.

I'm afraid that only the legendary Divine Qi Beast can withstand this level.

Even though Jiao is resolute and despises life and death, he will inevitably be depressed and lose his soul.

Unconsciously, he actually surrounded Xiang Mo's smallest boat, hoping to block the thunder and lightning with his body, so as not to affect this human who came to visit him.

It knew that it could not escape this level, so at the last moment, it let go of everything and calmly faced the catastrophe.

Xiang Mo looked at this Jiao, looked at its complicated eyes, and his heart fluttered, wanting to say something, but the thunder had already come.

The landscape painting is like a majestic mountain, pressing straight on them,

Such as the mountains fall, the starry sky collapses, the sun sinks in the west, and the bright moon hangs its head.

Thunder and lightning are like immortals, a thought arises, thousands of rivers and mountains, a thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life.

The entire lake is incorporated into this thunder pond, turning into a glass divine light, exuding a deep and noble light, as if the soft waves of the lake and the light of Kanazawa break through the shadows.

"Whoa!"

The sky was blurred, and the glass was scattered and shattered on the surface of the lake.

The dark clouds fade away, and the carmine-colored sunset passes through, like a bewitching lake, the surface of the lake is carved with delicate patterns, and the air is floating with brilliant brilliance.

The blue thunder is as fragmented as a floating light, and the colorful light and shadow form the vivid hues of the night between the water waves, like the colorful soap bubbles splashed by a beautiful woman bathing.

Everything is nothing, and the void leaves rippled lakes, and ...... Xiang Mo and Jiao.

They didn't have anything to do, not even any traces of being torn, everything was like a dream, they woke up from the dream and returned to reality, but it was just a beautiful landing, like the sun shining and sparkling.

Jiao was very surprised, raised his huge head and looked around, looking at the gradually soothing water, and fell into confusion.

What happened?

It doesn't understand, but it knows that everything has to do with this human being surrounded by itself, and the thunder punishment at the last moment seems to have been completely absorbed by this villain!

Yes absorption, complete absorption.

Such a thunder punishment like a mountain and an ocean actually poured into this thin and thin body in an instant, and disappeared without a trace, which was incredible.

Jiao, as the overlord of this side, doesn't know how many humans he has seen in the past thousand years, and there are even many powerful humans, but he has never seen a human like him, who can absorb the thunder punishment of the domineering and sweeping away the world.

It froze.

Xiang Mo was also stunned, because he felt that he was about to explode.

Even if it is the body of the five elements, it is not omnipotent, there is always a quantity of accumulation.

Now this amount has reached its peak, and it is much more than the maximum limit that can be accommodated.

The thunder and lightning that ran wildly were like a horse, galloping wildly in the eight veins of the limbs, and the speed was getting faster and faster, I am afraid that it would not be long before he would turn into a puddle of flesh.