At this moment, the catastrophe cloud changed, turned into a huge finger, and pressed towards Han Qing.

"Fifth Elemental Spirit, Fusion!"

Han Qing roared, and a fairy sword slashed out, slashing at this terrifying finger.

With a "boom", the fairy sword flew back upside down, and a considerable part of the countless thunderbolts carried on it were directly absorbed by Han Qing.

Han Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, but there was a bright light in his eyes.

At this moment, this heaven and earth suddenly began to stir.

The clouds that stretched for tens of thousands of miles also recondensed at this time.

In that monstrous thunder, there was a huge thunder palm, which was pressed towards Han Qing.

Before he could get closer, Han Qing's body actually clicked, as if his body was about to be crushed.

"The Sixth Great Primordial Spirit, Remelt."

Han Qing roared, all the Yuan Spirits were fused together.

At the same time, a Spirit Devouring Spear was held by Han Qing.

"If the heavens will stop me, I will kill the heavens." Han Qing let out a high-pitched roar, his body merged with the gun, and he stabbed towards the huge thunder palm.

This thunder palm is afraid that it is ten thousand feet big.

With this palm, it seems to shatter the earth.

Moreover, Han Qing's gun, in front of this thunder palm, seemed too insignificant.

However, at the same time as this spear stabbed this thunder palm, the heavens and the earth changed color, and this sea of blood began to surge.

This gun carried a terrifying momentum, directly piercing this thunder palm.

Han Qing spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, but his momentum was climbing wildly.

"Hahaha, the so-called sky is nothing more than that." Han Qing laughed.

At this moment, the big hand that began to collapse had turned into thunder and lightning in the sky.

At this time, Han Qing's body suddenly received a huge suction force, and he actually absorbed most of the power of the Heavenly Thunder.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky seemed very thin and seemed to disperse soon.

At this moment, Han Qing's pupils shrank, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.

He suddenly swayed and shot towards the sky.

But at the same time, this terrifying cloud of calamity suddenly contracted, turning into a huge fist of heavenly calamity.

This punch, with the power of heaven and the will of the sky, wants to wipe out Han Qing.

Han Qing let out a loud roar, and the six great primordial spirits emitted six colors of light.

And this six-colored light turned into a huge fist and blasted past the Heavenly Tribulation Fist.

In this situation, in these Seven Realms, I am afraid that no one can do this.

Everyone else is passively fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation.

And now, Han Qing wants to destroy such a thing as the Heavenly Tribulation.

With a "boom", the heavens and the earth shook, and there were even thousands of blood waves surging in this sea of blood.

Within the scope of the land of thousands of miles, the space began to appear like a shattered porcelain bowl, and countless cracks appeared.

Although it was only a moment to recover, it also showed how terrifying the attack just now was.

At this time, the clouds in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

At this time, Han Qing's face was pale, and there was a blood mist spewing out of his whole body.

Moreover, in his body, there was thunder all over his body, and there was a kind of electric light flickering all over his body.

Han Qing's heart moved, and his eyes bloomed.

"Thunder...... By the way, thunder is also the power of heaven and earth, although it is not one of the five elements, but it is not more fundamentally different from the power of the five elements."

"Wind can become a primordial spirit, and thunder must be able to do it."

Han Qing's eyes were full of thunder, if he also refined this thunder into a Yuan Spirit, wouldn't he be able to easily surpass the flawless.

"Thunder Elemental Spirit, condense it for me."

Han Qing let out a low roar, and suddenly, a purple villain condensed out, which was his seventh elemental spirit.

"Fusion." Han Qing drank again.

Suddenly, this thunder spirit was integrated into the previous six yuan spirits.

At this moment, the momentum on Han Qing's body climbed to the extreme, and there was a storm forming around him.

Han Qing let out a long roar, instantly reached the sky, and slammed his fist into the cloud that had not dispersed.

With a "boom", the clouds that originally enveloped the heavens and the earth completely dissipated.

Han Qing fused the seven kinds of Yuan Spirits together to achieve true perfection.

It turned out to be flawless, where did the root of evil come from?

Han Qing was ecstatic, he finally walked out of a road that no one had walked before.

Strength is already like a fairy.