Rumble!

Xu was annoyed.

The clouds rolled violently, and a lightning bolt that was several times thicker than the first Heavenly Tribulation fell from the sky and slashed towards the Flying Eagle Venerable.

The lightning, the killing machine is raging.

That momentum, destroying all beings.

Heaven does not allow it, those who go against the sky, kill!

With a rumbling sound, the second heavenly tribulation descended.

"Slash!"

The Flying Eagle Venerable has soared his momentum to the peak, a coiling dragon golden gun, slammed into the air, the golden dragon soared into the air, as if alive, roaring, unstoppable, towards the heavenly thunder, crashed over.

Rumble!

The coiling dragon golden gun is broken inch by inch.

That day, the thunder did not stop, and continued to decline.

"Slash again!"

A war knife more than three meters long suddenly flashed, and in the cold light, it burst out with the momentum of slashing the sky and the earth, and slashed towards the heavenly thunder.

Rumble!

War knives, shattered.

Two treasures.

But in exchange for the Heavenly Thunder, less than one-third of the power was reduced.

This second Heavenly Tribulation is more than six times stronger than the First Heavenly Tribulation.

Grit your teeth!

The real person of the flying eagle sacrificed a broken flag.

That's right.

It's a broken flag.

On the top of the flag, several holes of various sizes were broken, making the whole flag look extremely miserable.

But.

"Arcana Fragment!"

"How is it possible, unexpectedly, it is ......"

"I'll go, Venerable Eagle still has such treasures!"

"This wave of thunder is stable!"

"That is, the Supreme Treasure is the treasure that the Ascension Realm cultivators use to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation!"

"It's a pity, it's just a fragment of the Arcana, if there is a real Arcana, it's no problem to be a triple heavenly tribulation. ”

As soon as the treasure comes out, the sky and the earth change color.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls resounded between heaven and earth.

The broken flag, shaking with the wind, hunting, the flag rose suddenly, turning into a black curtain, and it suddenly shrouded all the realms within a radius of a hundred miles.

The only shortcomings are the large broken holes.

Rumble!

The thunder slammed into the flag.

It's like a basin of cold water poured into a pan of oil.

There was a stab.

Lightning, stirring up, turned into countless small snakes, swimming above the flag.

There was scorched smoke, wafting up.

After all, it is not a complete treasure, and under the greatly reduced power, this banner cannot resist the power of heavenly thunder.

Ultimately.

A flame rose up, and in the midst of this raging flame, the flag, burned.

A thunderbolt as thin as a gossamer descended.

"Broken!"

I saw that the Flying Eagle Venerable's hands were sealed, and a feather arrow condensed from the golden aura shot away towards the thunder and lightning.

Electricity, gone.

Double Tribulation, over!

Among the monks around, there were those who cheered, and there were those who looked solemn.

Those who cheered, rejoiced that the Flying Eagle Venerable had survived the second heavenly tribulation.

The dignified ones are worried about the coming third tribulation.

Above the sky, the clouds seemed to be boiling, tumbling and roaring, and within the clouds, countless silver snakes swam and gathered.

Arm thickness.

Thick thighs.

Waist-high.

But after a few breaths, this lightning has condensed into a hug.

"Hold on!"

"It's the last disaster!"

"It's a matter of victory!"

Carrying it over is a six-hundred-year lifespan.

If you can't bear it, you will die.

The Flying Eagle Venerable was already in high spirits, and he raised his head to the sky with a long roar, and his white hair, stirred by the battle qi, stood up, and at first glance, he looked like a hedgehog.

The hands turned into phantoms, a complex and mysterious imprint, condensed.

It's not over yet.

Another one.

Another one.

Also one.

......

This Flying Eagle Venerable actually made twelve marks in one breath before ending this spell.

There is not much left of the aura.

This is a technique that condenses the cultivation of the whole body.

Between heaven and earth, there was suddenly a round of scorching sun.

No!

It's not the scorching sun!

More dazzling than the scorching sun!

Each beam of light is like a magic weapon flying needle, and those who look at it are all distracted and have a splitting headache.

", what a great move!"

Joladan also suffered a loss.

The eyesight is too good.

So it hurts.

A line of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

Just the light will hurt the eyes that have been nourished by the aura of the five elements, and if you are facing this round of scorching sun, then the end will be ......

Joradan, shuddering.

"It is worthy of being the Venerable of the Transformation God Realm, this strength is really a god blocking and killing gods, and a Buddha blocking and killing Buddhas!"

"Can you stop it?"

"We'll see!"

Under the gaze of the crowd.

"Broken!"

With a loud shout from the Flying Eagle Venerable, the scorching sun rose and crashed towards the cloud.

Preemptive!

He actually wanted to disperse the dark clouds before the catastrophe formed.

Ten thousand golden rays of light pierce the dark clouds.

Under the light, there is nowhere to hide in the darkness.

The clouds that contained the thunder of the sky seemed to be really about to be shaken away.

But at this time.

"Poof!"

The eagle's dazzling eagle eyes suddenly dimmed, as if there was a trace of confusion, this confusion, in a flash, followed by a mouthful of essence blood, spurting out.

"Not good, demons!"

"It's still on the road after all!"

"I was careless, and I let the demons take advantage of it. ”

"Oops!"

No one expected that at this critical moment, the flying eagle would be confused by the demons.

The scorching sun, which was about to break through the clouds, exploded because it was out of control.

Although this bombing blew up a lot of clouds, it did not hurt its roots.

Rumble!

The third heavenly tribulation, which had finally condensed and formed, turned into a thick lightning bolt and blasted towards the flying eagle.

"Unstoppable!"

"The fragments of the arcato are out, and there is no power to fight. ”

"Alas, I can't fight this thief. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

No one is optimistic about the Flying Eagle anymore.

This third heavenly tribulation is the fragment of the Supreme Treasure, and it cannot be resisted, and it is impossible to resist it, unless there is a Supreme Treasure descending into the world.

Treasure?

If the Arcana is so easy to obtain, then it is not worthy of being called the Arcana.

Thundered......

In the sound of thunder rolling in the sky, lightning thundered down.

"No !!"

Venerable Eagle let out an unwilling roar, his eyes widened in anger, and he roared angrily.

Phew!

With the roar of the Flying Eagle Venerable, a falcon with wings spread for dozens of feet appeared out of thin air.

Spirit Beast!

As the head of the Puppet Spirit Sect, how could the Flying Eagle Venerable not have a spirit beast.

I only heard the falcon scream, and its body shrank suddenly, and it turned into a human form.

Shapeshift!

The illusion realm that Brother Ant dreams of.

Seventh-Order Spirit Beast!

It is comparable to the realm of monks turning into gods.

This falcon is actually of the same rank as the flying eagle, and it is also the Venerable God Venerable.

Pity.

A paper contract, bound to it, even if the realm is the same, but it can't be resisted.

"Go ahead!"

Venerable Eagle waved his hand resolutely.

Falcon's eyes, a complex emotion.

Reluctance, anger, worry, sadness......

Eventually, it turned into a long roar in the sky.

The body was shocked.

The falcon regained its body, flapped its wings, and bloomed with a thousand feet of golden light, like the ancient divine beast golden crow, and pounced towards the heavenly thunder.

Rumble!

Bird feathers scattered......