The thunder began to take shape, and the dark clouds continued to release dazzling firelight between the collisions, and thousands of beams of lightning danced wildly like silver snakes, and finally condensed into a blue-purple thunder dragon, accompanied by a rumbling roar, instantly locking the falling white-clothed youth.

Shrouded in boundless coercion, the destruction of violence and slaughter, and the tearing sensation that makes the soul tremble.

Thunder rises for life, thunder falls for death.

"Is this a thunderstorm? As soon as the thunder sounded, all living beings were subdued, and it was not a loss of the power of heavenly punishment......"

Song Yun tried to take some treasures from the [Void Storage Box] to resist the Heavenly Thunder.

But he was surprised to find that at some point, the [Void Storage Box] had been closed, and everything inside could not be taken out.

Moreover, the ability of [Qi Luck Blessing] also disappeared suddenly, and when it became like this, Song Yun didn't notice it at all.

It was as if in an instant, the system was completely useless.

Without the blessing of combat power close to 3 million qi luck points, Song Yun's own realm was in the early stage of the Martial Saint, and he didn't have any support in his hand, and he couldn't even take out the bronze long sword.

Alone, facing the power of the sky.

At the critical moment, Song Yun gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down quickly.

In the absence of a sword, the Martial Saint Physique is the most powerful weapon.

He stretched out his fists and began to perform martial arts in the air.

The thick soil and green cow change, the cloud falcon changes, and the blue water spirit snake changes......

Swinging his fists and slamming his palms, smashing his knees and legs, his movements are as strong as a beast, tossing and turning, and his body shape changes like a bird.

This is the Tang Dynasty's peerless "Nine Changes of Divine Power", the first eight styles have always been open to the lieutenant generals of the Tang Army, which can be exchanged for military exploits, and a large number of innate and even grandmaster masters have been cultivated for more than 100 years.

As for the ninth style, it has always been a secret of the royal family, and Song Yun finally got his hands on it after exterminating Li Yong's court.

From one to eight styles, the rapid rehearsal is completed, the moves are progressing layer by layer, and the momentum is also rising.

Let Song Yun's physique be completely activated.

Blood is like mercury slurry, and the massive amount of qi and blood power is almost condensed inside, surging like magma in the blood vessels.

Bang, bang, bang...... The heart beats, like a powerful drum, pumping viscous blood to the limbs.

Stretching his chest and abdomen, he took a deep breath, and the wave-like qi rushed down, causing the muscles and bones to resonate, and there was also a muffled thunderous tremor.

The realm of martial saints means that the potential of the physical body has been fully explored, and it is getting closer and closer to the limit of the body.

The mortal body of the flesh, under the tempering of thousands of tempers, is no less than the legendary ancient beast!

"Whew-"

The scorching breath erupted from between his mouth and nose, Song Yun's eyes were blazing, like two lights shining between black clouds, the muscles of his whole body swelled in a circle, and the green muscles burst out.

The body was shocked, and the falling momentum was stopped, but it flew up, facing the stratus clouds and thunder in the sky!

Soaring in the sky, shuttling between the clouds, the figure disappears from time to time, the momentum changes in a thousand ways, and the occasional appearance is magnificent, which is enough to shock the heavens and the earth.

The last form of "Nine Transformations of Divine Power" - Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Change!

This is the essence of the whole exercise, the essence of the first eight styles is gathered, all-encompassing, the method is mysterious, and the power has surpassed the earth level, reaching the level of the lower grade of the heavenly level.

Between the rolling black clouds, a white dragon soared into the air vigorously, colliding with the purple thunder dragon that fell straight down!

Boom –

There was an explosion in the sky, and the white dragon flicked its tail, striking the thunder in the sky, and the terrifying shock wave spread out in all directions.

The breath of silence swept away, causing countless living beings to tremble......

When it is young, the wind and clouds retreat, and the thunder is extinguished.

The scarred white dragon hung between the turbulent winds, raising its head and roaring proudly, sonic for nine days.

The white dragon's slender body gradually molded into a lake, and returned to its human form.

Song Yun's whole body was scorched black, and Gebu's white robe was completely shattered, revealing the soft armor of the Great Xia Worship Venerable inside, which was also scorched black.

He shook his body and continued to fall from the sky.

……

Outside the city of Anxi, in the long yellow sand, three people wearing hats and green clothes suddenly appeared.

The three of them were observing the situation in Anxi City, and suddenly they felt something in their hearts and looked up at the sky.

High in the sky, I don't know when a black cloud appeared, condensed but not dispersed, and there was a faint thunder in the meantime.

The three of them were shocked, and the faces hidden under the hats could not be recognized, but their voices had already shown surprise and doubt-

"What a terrible thundercloud, who is crossing the thunderstorm?"

"Tsk, look at the posture of this thundercloud, it is at least the level of six thunder tribulations, the robber can't be a nameless, Anxi has another veteran ghost immortal?"

"Are there still ghosts and fairies in the northwest? The palace master of Tianyin Palace has been killed by Song Yun, I'm afraid that only the shaman of Beiyuan is left, right? ”

"No, the shaman of Beiyuan should have also died in the hands of Song Yun, and King Jingyi had already returned to Xianyang, it stands to reason that there are no ghosts and immortals in this area, and if there are, they are not qualified, and they can't withstand such a terrifying thunderstorm."

The three of them were discussing, and they heard the sound of thunder and explosion, although they were very far away, they still guessed a little bit of the situation, and the shock in their hearts was even stronger.

"You're actually fighting against the thunder? Where did the Mengren come from, and how dare to play like this? Aren't you afraid that your soul will be scattered? ”

The three of them waited for a while, and finally heard the sound of a rapid breaking wind, and a figure above them was rapidly falling.

Although this figure is scorched black, its strong body is like a beast, invisibly exuding a fierce momentum, and a master with good eyesight can know at a glance that this is a martial saint!

The First Clan

"It's rare...... Song Yun? ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and suddenly jumped up at the same time, swept hundreds of feet away, and rushed straight into the young man in the air!

Although it is not clear why Song Yun is carrying the thunder tribulation in his body, this is undoubtedly the weakest time for this young man.

Don't miss the opportunity, lose it again!

The three of them used their own means and attacked at the same time, showing their strong combat power, and they were all strong at the level of ghosts and immortals or martial saints!

And Song Yun in the air, his body was scorched and stiff, and his fall was unabated, and he seemed to have no power to fight back.

Even if it is a martial saint, it is impossible to resist the attack of a strong person in the same realm so hard.

The eyes of the three of them hidden under the hats were slightly happy.

Originally, it was just a hidden observation, but I didn't expect to meet a reckless man who carried the thunder robbery in the flesh, and now I made a lot of money!

"Seriously wounded and captured alive!" The one in the center shouted murderously.

In Anxi City, Lou Chengde, a veteran soldier who was still training recruits, was the first to notice the abnormal movement, looked up, and let out an exclamation, but it was too late to act.

He was only at the peak of his innate nature, and he couldn't stop the joint attack of the three venerables at all.

In the air, the three of them marched in unison, quickly approaching, and a blackened face could be clearly seen.

"That's right, looking at the face, it's Song Yun, this kid, go all out!"

The sword is vertical and horizontal, the rainbow light spreads out, and countless black shadows change......

Attack after attack rained down.

"Be careful!" In the distance, Lou Chengde shouted hoarsely.

The wind and sand are messy, and the light and shadow are scattered.

Song Yun rolled over in the air and slowly opened his eyes.

"You are the hidden Venerable of the Xuanji Pavilion? It's not good. ”

When the three of them were halfway through the attack, when they saw his cold eyes, their hearts suddenly jumped, and a bad feeling quietly emerged.

"Not good!"

In front of the three of them, a bronze long sword suddenly appeared.

The murderous aura soared into the sky, and the fierce and piercing sword light bloomed instantly......