Sunset and sunrise.

On Ling Xiao Peak, Xiao confidently greeted the first catastrophe in his life.

He broke through.

With the absorption of the last wisp of spiritual energy, he directly flew towards the outside of the Protector Spirit Array, and the sky was already covered with black clouds at a height of hundreds of thousands of meters, and the surging black clouds covered the rising golden sun.

What was brewing in the thick black clouds was the Infant Condensation Realm Tribulation Thunder that he was going to cross.

Raiding may be a punishment for others, but it is an extremely rich tonic for him.

He is a three-attribute spiritual root, and in addition to light and darkness, there is also a kind of thunder.

Light and darkness are very easy to cultivate, but Thunder's cultivation has restricted him, if there is a suitable place for cultivating Thunder attributes, he may have broken through the Condensing Infant Realm early.

Therefore, the arrival of the thunderstorm is undoubtedly a relief for him.

In the thick black clouds, reddish-purple lightning shuttled among them, because the heavenly dao of this world was broken and broken, so the thunder was mixed with a large amount of evil qi, and the purple thunder turned reddish-purple.

The sinister thunder tossed wildly in a black cloud, and each time the thunder swam, it emitted a series of rumbling sounds mixed with crackling reddish-purple electric light.

The change of color of heaven and earth had already alarmed the orcs of the whole clan, and the timid and cowardly ones knelt down and prayed, which shows that the cultivation of immortals did not make their obsession with the beast god fade much.

The scene of the clansmen kneeling on the fireworks peak is in full view, and when did he have such a deep-rooted admiration, but since he was with Han Shuang, his admiration has become thinner and thinner, until now, there is no awe at all.

Retracting his gaze, he gathered his thoughts, looked up at the thunder that was still brewing in the sky, flapped his wings and rushed straight forward, he passed through the Sect Protector Spirit Array, and flew straight towards the black clouds.

In the black clouds, stripes of red-purple thunder dragons swam and galloped, and a huge whirlpool had formed in the center of the thunder dragon, and the thunder was about to land.

The leopard head looked up at the red-purple swirls in the black clouds, as if he had seen extremely delicious food, and the dark green leopard eyes in the ink were full of excitement.

He coveted the sinister thunder, and as he was about to burrow into the whirlpool, he couldn't help but lick his front paws with his barbed scarlet tongue, and at the same time, his huge body that was rushing on his back instantly burrowed into the whirlpool of thunder.

His metallic wings pierced through the clouds, and the flap of his wings made his massive figure disappear into the clouds in an instant.

As his body disappeared, the thunder in the black clouds was like a lit fuse, and it exploded in an instant.

The Thunder Bath is not something that ordinary people can enjoy, the black clouds obscured all the vision, and I don't know what kind of figure he is in the Thunder Bath.

Here he was enjoying the Thunder Bath, and Han Shuang, who was thousands of miles away, was much more unlucky than him.

Mountains and mountains, thousands of miles away.

After the flood, the earth finally showed signs of recovery under the care of spring, and the bare earth gradually appeared to be green.

One year old and one withered, the spring breeze blows and grows.

Unknown weeds grew out of the mud washed away by the flood, delicate and tough.

They grew with all their might, and as soon as they emerged from the ground, they were ruthlessly trampled.

The thieves who trampled on them were not far away, and were fighting to the death in the air at the moment.

High in the air, Han Shuang's sword shuttled, and she held a silver hairpin more than a meter long in her hand, which had been inserted into the wing roots of the fierce beast opposite.

After being stabbed by Han Shuang, he turned his head and fired back at Han Shuang, he opened his mouth wide, and bit down on Han Shuang's head with a mouthful of sharp teeth.

It's a pity that he bit empty.

Han Shuang directly pulled the hairpin and retreated when he bit it, and stepped on the flying sword and retreated straight to five meters away.

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