"Can this live?"

Outside the central altar, a young young king shouted, his body stiffened as if petrified.

At a glance, the eyebrows are washed and the eyes are recognizable.

The shining golden thunder heavenly sword, slashed out from the depths of the thunder sea, there was no terrifying movement that shook the earth and the earth, it was more like a cold killer lurking in the dark, and it was a fatal blow as soon as it was shot.

The unknown demon that blocked the head of the Night Cold Monarch and destroyed one hundred and eight purple thunder heavenly swords with his own strength was split in two by the sword light before he could react.

The tender and clear flesh of the cross-cut flour still echoes in my mind, tormenting people's hearts like that terrible shadow.

It is such a nirvana move, which concentrates the swiftness and domineering of thunder, compresses a little, and explodes to the extreme.

Ye Hanjun, who was forced to take over with a human body, broke a big hole in his chest.

His heart was pierced, his veins were shredded, and his entire left chest was shattered.

The golden arc crackled, and other organs were suffering from far overload, like a broken balloon, but there was still the possibility of sewing?

Even, from the perspective of a bystander, at this time, there is only decay and ruin that haunts Ye Hanjun, and there is no more youthful frivolity, no more sassy and heroic.

Such an injury, no matter how you look at it, should meet the end of fate, and fall to the ground in a deadly way.

However...... He didn't even die?

The crimson blood flowed endlessly, and the soul fire that was on the verge of extinguishing actually burned again.

His spine straightened, and his chin rose slightly.

In the infinitely dim eyes, the essence flashed and the vitality was rekindled.

"Wow-"

A sparkling sea, filled with milky white liquid, boundless, mysterious and ancient.

It sets off the raging waves, the warmth of the sun, the lightness of the soft water, like the palm of a loving hand, caressing the skin of the creatures on the shore inch by inch.

Split in two, a large number of granulations grow in the cross-section, quickly assembling the entire body.

But the goose immortal, who fell to the ground, lost all his heroic courage, was like a gossamer, dying, and his life was seriously in danger.

"Uhhh

Night Hanjun lights up the contract mark and forcibly recovers the goose immortal.

Since leaving the tomb, Night Hide has been promoted to the 7th rank, the A-rank "Miracle Survivor", and the S-rank "Survivor".

According to common sense, he will lose the power of Daozi's fetters to copy, and he will be promoted to the 7th rank at the same time.

But it's probably a matter of dual powers, and you can't improve your rank without passing the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Night Chill Monarch is in a special state of not being up or down, and although the power of the "Miracle Survivor" still exists, it is not stable enough, and there is a strong sense of obstruction when it operates.

Just - triggered for the Dead!

If it weren't for Goose Daxian and Mo, who shared a part of the Thunder Sword's killing power at the same time, he would not be able to support his beliefs at all and re-operate the book of life and death and the judge's pen.

As a result, luckily, Yehan-kun came back to life.

But the goose immortal is injured and injured, and then let it participate in the war, that is to send it to death.

"We are the only ones left, and I don't know how many thunderstorms there are...... At this point, there is no way to back down. ”

Ye Hanjun looked around, muttering to himself in a faint voice that only Guagua could hear.

When the words fell, facing Hua Candle's extremely worried eyes, before she could open her mouth to speak, another forced recovery was triggered.

In the same place, the only things left are Juexian, Mo, and Guagua.

Jue Xian was still playing the piano, Mo's battle had bought time, and with Guagua's unremitting purification, it burned the Yin Shen Shou Fire for the third time and entered the state of immortality for the third time.

"General's Grudge" and "Heavenly Fury" at the same time, unleashing an extreme skill and a unique peerless skill, which is synonymous with incredibility in any living being.

But Juexian did it, the cannon muzzle of the collapsed sky condensed again, and the green-gold lightning sphere exploded, with thousands of green-gold clusters of lightning, the demons in the sky danced wildly, and once again became the ruins of thunder.

"Sting!!"

The golden light is dazzling, like a waterfall, and the sword light cuts through the corner of the sky.

In the horror that made people palpitate to the point that it was difficult to breathe, the second Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword made a shocking appearance.

Compared to the first handle, it is not so small, crystalline, and elusive.

It was so big that the hilt was 500 meters long, and the blade was more than 5,000 meters, so wide that it looked like a mountain range.

And the blade of the sword, like the horn of a dragon, like the claw of a tiger, shimmered with cold light, and the edge was exposed.

The surging killing intent converged here, and finally it was like a thunderous abyss suspended above the nine heavens, slowly pressing down, unstoppable.

"What is the first change? It's more terrifying every time, and you really don't give a trace of survival? ”

On the stone pillar of Tongtian, the guardian spirit could not hide his astonishment.

They were in a dignified atmosphere from the very beginning, and they did not have any expectations for the double power to hit the 7th rank.

Ye Hanjun resisted again and again, fought again and again, and finally made them feel that in the darkness where they couldn't see their fingers, there seemed to be a ray of dawn lit up.

The Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword pierced through the heart - hope was dashed in an instant.

Ye Hanjun reversed life and death, and survived hard, undoubtedly rekindling hope, even higher than before.

However, Heavenly Dao turned a blind eye and poured a monstrous amount of ice water.

The Holy Spirits looked at this giant golden sword that covered the sky and the sun, and felt the power that even their hearts would palpitate, some showed a look of despair, some showed a look of unbearable, gloomy clouds, sad winds, and infinite desolation.

"Destiny can be violated...... Only available in certain areas. ”

"If the dual powers violate the scales like this, the way of heaven will not tolerate it, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to it, and it will inevitably play a mixed ......"

Ye Qianmo, who was standing on the edge of the bombardment artillery car, sighed, and a touch of loneliness appeared on his vicissitudes of life:

"Han Jun can break through to this level, to be honest, it has exceeded the original assumption."

"Qiyu, Mochou, and Nishang, if you are at the peak of the 6th rank with him, if you want to defeat him, the difficulty is not ordinary, and the chance of turning defeat into victory is extremely slim."

"And such a young talent, born in my Ye clan!"

"Looking at the heavens, even if it is the Nine Seas, the Eight Mountains, the Seven Abysses, the Six Realms, the Five Mounds, the Four Valleys, the Three Pools, the Two Gates, and the One Tongtian, how many people can condense such a strong combat power at this age and level?"

"This is a broken road...... Damn it. ”

Ye Ying did not respond to Ye Qianmo, but showed a fierce light in her eyes.

She is one of the few people on the field who looks straight at the sky from beginning to end and never shifts her gaze.

And her disgust is not concealed in any way, it is clear and clear.

"Pity the kid."

"The power of the Heavenly Tribulation is so powerful, maybe there is also a reason for the surname of the night behind it."

"Since the fall of the First Ancestor, we, who bear the surname Ye, are no longer favored and loved by the Heavenly Dao."

"With each epoch, the feeling deepens."

"The change of the universe, the catastrophe that is still fresh in my memory, is the best proof of this."

"Heaven hates us, there is no god and no crown, but it encroaches on endless natural resources, treats it as a moth, and kills it quickly."

"Bearing such a surname, and then preaching with dual powers, the anger gushes like a volcanic eruption, and the more you block, the more you are angry, the more you are angry, the more you are cold......"

Yeying's voice was hoarse and low.

At the central altar, the crows are silent, and the falling needles can be heard.

Even the Great Elder, who was mean on weekdays, saw all this, and there was a wisp of gloom in his eyes.

It seems that today, the Ye clan will eventually lose a young emperor.

In the second era of the new era, at the beginning of the chaotic road, the night clan's clan fortune had a tendency to continue to fall, and such a bleak trend was really difficult to reassure.

"Heaven is unfair, so what?"

The roar of a beast, similar to that of a beast, suddenly resounded high in the air.

At the very core of the ring-shaped line of sight, the sword of the Night Han Jun danced wildly, and the red light in his eyes was as bright as a lamp, almost having the deterrent power of devouring people's souls.

Overhead, the slightly suspended Sealing Spirit Crown shone brightly.

At the waist, the soul refining bead turned drippingly, summoning more ghost soldiers and demon generals.

The roaring boots under his feet slammed on the earth, as if they were about to step on the heads of all living beings, and as ants on the ground, they struck the gods in the sky in anger.

"Fight!!"

"Fight !! Heart"

Ye Hanjun shouted, shouting out one of Goose Daxian's favorite mantras.

His momentum rose to its peak, and the absolute string on the left side was felt, and his four arms turned into afterimages, fanatical and unrestrained.

The more high-pitched piano sound, layered and curling.

Suddenly, the lightning was roaring, like a hundred flowers blooming, and all the fires were bright.

On the sky, the greenery was abundant, and it briefly lifted the golden abyss that was pressed down, effectively slowing its fall.

The flesh and blood were reassembled and the consciousness body was restored, and Mo continued to perform "Touch of Mountains and Seas" and "Heavenly Purgatory".

Combined with the strongest skill [Cataclysmic Demon Spell Body], it stared at the giant Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword, and actually made the indestructible tip of the sword crack a gap.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The wind and thunder shouted, and the sky was angry.

The second, third, and fourth giant Golden Thunder Heavenly Swords, the tips of which collided with each other, combined into an ultimate sword formation in the shape of a cage.

The four swords were pressed down at the same time, and a series of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" trembling sounds were heard, the silver-white strings were broken one after another, cracks spread on the body of the piano, and the strings coughed up blood, and the bloody eye on the center of the eyebrows first burst open, and then closed weakly.

"Confidant of Mankind...... I tried my best. ”

"The sound of the way of heaven, the sound of curbing the clouds, the sound of the ground, is more pleasant than the rhyme of Lin Laiquan......"

"I have no regrets when I hear this...... No regrets......"

"Uhhh

Ye Hanjun ticked a little, injected a powerful Shouyuan into Juexian, and then forcibly recycled it.

Then, he stared at Mo, who was imprisoned by the Golden Thunder Abyss, and with every golden light that flew by, there would be a terrible wound on the surface of its body, almost cutting off its entire body.

In a matter of seconds, it shattered like a mass of minced meat.

But Heavenly Dao also seemed to sense that its life form was different from that of ordinary beasts, not only did it not let go of the rotten meat, but also shot tens of thousands of golden arcs, rummaging back and forth in its corpse, trying to destroy something similar to the key to the core of life.

"Where's the white crow? Why hasn't He come out yet? ”

Guagua, who was pulling Ye Hanjun's hair, looked nervous as if he was in a storm of death.

It doesn't like rags, and it doesn't like the three-eyed crows in its body.

But he can even devour the nirvana cannon, and he has not spared the evil beast embryo and the earth's cardiovascular disease, and is the hungriest and most greedy monster.

How is it that when it comes to a more important moment, such as the baptism of the Tribulation, He has no movement?

Mo died again and again, rose again and again, the ring of bliss on his head exploded again and again, and He showed no signs of resurrection, why is this?

"It shouldn't be, we've been in the tomb for so long, and the rags have long been almost digested, and we've started shouting 'it doesn't hurt anymore'."

"Since it is a heavenly tribulation, the most standard calamity power, why doesn't he come out, so cold, wants us to die together?"

Guagua was so nervous that his flippers were clenched, and his big eyes were full of worry.

Ye Hanjun didn't care about appeasing the little guy, and his eyes were shining for a moment, staring at the sky.

To be honest, he didn't understand either.

Could it be that this is the most terrible thunder tribulation in the world, without the protection of the Protector Array, the Catastrophe Crow Lord is not sure to plunder?

Or is it that once he is exposed at this moment, he will be discovered by the way of heaven.

In the meantime, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation increased again, and it was not only the Night Cold Monarch that the Heavenly Dao wanted to strangle, but also the Tribulation Crow Lord, a god of calamity suspected to be pre-eternal......

In a moment, Ye Hanjun imagined it.

He couldn't deduce which guess was closer to the truth, he only knew that something had to be done, otherwise he really couldn't survive the Golden Thunder Abyss under the four swords.

Miracle disintegration? No, although he can save one or two lives, he has been locked by the Heavenly Dao.

No matter if he escaped thousands of miles or thousands of miles, thunder and lightning would chase him to the death, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

It is more likely that it may only disintegrate in situ, and even if it recovers with Tianshou, it can only delay for more than ten seconds or even tens of seconds.

What the hell is to be done - what can be done to survive the catastrophe?

There is a huge amount of life force in the Book of Life and Death, but what remains at this time is less than one-fifth of the full state.

Hell Judge's Law Aspect Heaven and Earth "Netherworld", I have also tried it just now, whether it is a ghost soldier or a demon general or dusk falling, as long as the golden arc is touched, it can't even make a scream, it will only evaporate on the spot.

"Big tadpole, let Bengua come!"

"When the 3rd rank is promoted to the 4th rank, this melon will come in handy, and this time it will definitely be okay!"

When the words fell, Guagua, who had a determined face, drove the Jiupin Golden Lotus to the sky.

As it rushed, it shouted to the sky:

"Grandpa Tiandao, it's almost enough!"

"We've worked very hard, why don't you leave a door, don't be so ruthless!"

In front of everyone's eyes, countless saints were shocked.

This little guy who is slightly bigger than a slap actually dares to bargain with Tiandao.

Not to mention the way of heaven, it is essentially the manifestation of the law, not an independent consciousness.

It's this kind of behavior, who can do it in the world?

A petite body that can't help but be windy, with a harmless expression on its face.

Just dare to face the thunder? Aren't you afraid that a lightning bolt will strike down and the gods will be destroyed?

"Grandpa Tiandao! Heavenly Grandpa! ”

"Look at me, I'm here!"

"The person you are bullying now is my contract master, I have known him since I was very young, we have a good relationship, do you want to hear our story?"

Guaguagua squirted water into the sky, in a vain attempt to draw the attention of some supreme being.

But this is obviously in vain, it does not get any response, the golden thunder abyss is pressed inch by inch, and the oppression of death is deeper and thicker.

"Such a naïve little one, a little one, if he dies like this, it would be a pity."

"Yes, the spirits of His Royal Highness Hanjun's contract, each one of them is extraordinary."

"This little guy, as you saw just now, it can even purify the negative effects of the Heavenly Tribulation, and it must be the top-level auxiliary beast in the same rank."

"Alas, the way of heaven is really ruthless, don't give the slightest chance."

"His Royal Highness the Han Monarch, who has no beasts to use, even has to send out auxiliary spirits, obviously there is nothing to be done, and it has reached the point of dying and struggling......"

Those who regret and lament are all touched.

One by one, however, the saints closed their lips and said nothing.

They are more perceptive and can detect faintly.

The little guy who flies vertically upwards has no intention of avoiding it.

But the golden arcs that flashed everywhere avoided its body, and it didn't even touch it.

"Fellow clansmen, there is nothing to hide until now."

Standing on the ground, Ye Qi clasped his fists and saluted, and said truthfully:

"This little guy is far more special than you think."

"It is a pure beast, crowned with an ultra-rare pure beast in the world, without father and mother, born and raised, since the moment of birth, there are all kinds of favors gathered in the body."

"For this catastrophe, maybe it can really come in handy, and Ye Hanjun still has hope of turning the tables...... It is too early to draw conclusions about this. ”

The words of the night seven are gentle and simple.

But the uproar was immediately set off, inside and outside the central altar, in the circles belonging to different people and beasts, the color of surprise overflowed, and the discussion continued.

Not everyone is qualified or an opportunity, and it is the Pure Soul who knows the contract of the Night Cold Monarch.

In front of everyone, it was announced by the Great Elder of the Sequence, and there was no doubt about the authenticity behind it.

Naturally, some people are shocked, and some people are envious.

Once a stronger sense of compassion arises, they can't bear to look directly at the plight that this little guy is facing.

"Hey, I wasn't hurt by lightning!"

"Grandpa Tiandao, do you know I'm here?"

"Great! Can you manifest the prototype? Tell us what you can do to get your approval? ”

"We didn't do anything unreasonable, why should you obstruct us! It's so unfair! ”

The jade-like little guy is cute and lovely.

It poked its head in mid-air, staring in amazement at the lightning as it shuttled back and forth, trying to find a target to talk to.

But—with a series of strange noises, the little guy looked down stupidly, and then saw that one after another golden thunder heavenly swords the thickness of human arms were intertwined into a sword array on the ground, aiming at Ye Hanjun's body, cutting back and forth.

"Big tadpoles!"

Guaga didn't care about anything, and with a slam stab, he rushed to the ground at a faster speed.

It pounced on Ye Hanjun's body, and its small palm desperately blocked the blood on it, but the blood was pouring out, almost gushing out in the form of a fountain, how could it be blocked.

"Big tadpole, I'll treat you!"

Without saying a word, Guagua's efforts to urge "instant healing" and continue treatment at any cost.

Because I was too worried and too sad, the crystal and shining tears piled up in my eyes, like a breeze blowing on my face, and I was about to turn into a string of pearls and fall down.

"Grandpa Tiandao, it's too much, you're all too old, and you're always sneaking up!"

Guagua's tears were not held back after all, it found that it could not stop the flow of the tadpole's life, and every minute and every second, the tadpole's state was deteriorating.

"How can you ...... like this?"

"It's almost the end, as long as we survive these golden lightnings, we should be able to survive the catastrophe......"

Looking at the golden thunder heavenly sword with the thickness of his arm, it was still penetrating the flesh and blood of the Night Han Jun in a unique way.

Guagua's anger was bulging, and his cheeks were all bulging, and he slammed straight into a sword.

"Uhhh

The high-speed flying Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword hovered violently and stopped an inch in front of Guagua.

This time, Guagua confirmed that the Heavenly Tribulation was really deliberately avoiding it, not wanting it to be involved in this turmoil.

"Grandpa Tiandao, if the big tadpole dies, I will be very sad......"

The melon with tears in his eyes is shaking towards the void, his appearance is obviously cute, and it feels extremely worrying:

"What do you want? Any thoughts? At least talk to us. ”

"It's not right for you to shout and kill like this, I don't like this kind of Heavenly Dao Grandpa, I'm starting to hate you......"

"Those who offend the face of heaven - there is no forgiveness for killing!"

The sound of endless majesty suddenly resounded like a bell.

The Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword, which was suspended an inch in front of Guagua, no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated.

It passed like a ray of light, first piercing Guagua's body, and then piercing through the heart of the Night Han-kun—again and again.

"Poof......

Xiao Guagua didn't breathe for a moment, but it was vomiting blood, and the white blood was like snowflakes, splashing on the ground and splashing on Ye Hanjun's body.

Ye Hanjun, whose soul was pierced by the thunder sword, was so that he couldn't even activate his power and couldn't even speak his voice, and his eyes were about to split.

From the time Guagua approached, he wanted to stop it.

The killing intent of the Heavenly Dao was too heavy, so heavy that there was no room for relaxation.

However, the heavy touch like the deep sea dragged his soul from the deepest depths.

He was like a rootless duckweed in a storm of destruction, unable to do anything, enough to make him insanely powerless, and shrouded his limbs and bones.

"How dare you kill my people?"

The stone necklace around Guagua's neck burst out of thin air.

A drop of blood shining with a white-gold divine light dripped from top to bottom on Guagua's eyebrows.

Then, this drop of blood flowed downward, like a liquid token, implicating the torn body of the Night Han Monarch.

"There will be a second time, don't blame me for tearing up the covenant and subverting the era of your rule with my true body......"

"Boom-"

The Golden Thunder Heavenly Sword was all shattered, and the terrifying arc of lightning was like a beast galloping.

However, the white-gold divine light was unassailable, and the melon, which was almost split in two, was as smooth as ever in the blink of an eye, without a trace of external injury. (End of chapter)