After carrying the first heavenly thunder, Fang Wang showed dissatisfaction.

That's it?

Perfunctory!

He hadn't even moved his true form, and he didn't even need to open the strongest posture of the Tiangang Holy Body.

Although he was dissatisfied, the other Taiyuan Sect monks outside the formation were shocked, and if the heavenly thunder just now was replaced by them, they probably didn't have time to react.

Chai Yi, Zhao Chuanqian, Yang Yuanzi and the others had solemn faces, not because they were frightened by the catastrophe, but because they were afraid of Fang Wang's strength, this was an instinct, and it had nothing to do with the relationship.

As the first heavenly thunder fell, the thunder tribulation officially began, and one after another thunderbolts slashed down and fell on Fang Wang's body.

He sat in mid-air, relying on the body protection god gang to resist the thunder, the thunder and lightning fell on him and disappeared directly, unable to shake his figure, more and more thunder and lightning were split, and the momentum continued to increase, echoing in the Taiyuan Gate, deafening.

The disciples outside the formation began to be shocked, but no matter how many of them were, the sound could not cover the thunder.

Xiao Zi was also outside the formation, and it was thrilled to see it.

If one day, if it wants to turn into a dragon, it will have to survive such a catastrophe, so that the heavens and the earth will announce its transformation!

The catastrophe continues!

After a full time of incense, Tianwei ushered in another stage, and the monks who stood up the formation turned pale, and they felt that the formation might break at any time.

The snow inside the formation has long since melted, and it is like two seasons outside the formation, and the snow outside the formation is not falling as fast as before, and even the snow fog has become thinner.

More and more disciples came to watch the catastrophe, and today's scene will be deeply engraved in their hearts, and they will never forget it.

From now on, the Tribulation will become a standard for the disciples of the Taiyuan Sect to measure the Great Cultivators.

And this standard will become higher and higher over time.

Fang Wang was immersed in the exercises, and the Dao method of the Xuanyang nerve was reviewed in his mind.

Crossing the virtual realm is the realm of refining the primordial gods!

When reaching the realm of transcendence, in addition to the skyrocketing cultivation, the Yuan Shen can also be unsheathed, and even if the monk dies in the flesh, there is still the Yuan Shen who can live.

You must know that under the Void Realm, the vast majority of monks do not have the means to balance the Yuan Shen escape, Fang Wang is an anomaly, and there are so few people in the Contemplation Realm who can be compared to him.

The spirit is out of the body, and you can also spy on the yin things wandering in the world, the so-called yin things are not only ghosts, evil things, but also many things that you can't see and belong to the underworld.

As the thunder tribulation became stronger and stronger, Fang Wang, who was in a state of perception, subconsciously opened the Tiangang Holy Body, and a domineering momentum rushed to the sky, causing the thunderclouds in the sky to disperse, and the Taiyuan Gate Great Array fluctuated violently, and it could break up at any time.

"Come on!"

An elder shouted angrily with a red face, the bruises on his neck bulging, how hideous.

Not only him, but the masters of each pulse peak shouted that the disciples of their respective pulse peaks entered the formation, and they only needed to pour spiritual power into their bodies.

In less than five breaths, more than 10,000 disciples joined the formation, making the formation light curtain quickly stabilized.

All those who entered the formation could feel the terrifying momentum in the formation, their faces changed drastically, and their hearts set off turbulent waves.

"What is the realm of Senior Brother? This momentum is too rebellious! ”

"Just the momentum has such a sense of oppression, it's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if you become Senior Brother Fang's opponent......"

"Why don't you call Master Fang...... Oh my God, I feel like I can't bear it anymore! ”

"Come on, there aren't enough people!"

With the exclamation of a famous disciple, more and more disciples joined the formation, and at first glance, it seemed as if the Taiyuan Sect was arraying to suppress Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's hands changed his fortune moves, and gradually, fireballs condensed from the back of his head, which were transformed by Xuanyang's true fire, and wisps of scorching white aura escaped from his body, making his whole person look as if he was about to turn into an immortal at any time.

Fang Wang had already entered a state of selflessness, he knew that the Thunder Tribulation was no longer a threat to him, and now he only needed to concentrate on cultivating his Yuan Shen.

When the Yuan Shen is out of his body, he can be considered a breakthrough success!

……

In the imperial city of Great Qi, the former prosperous city was filled with gunsmoke, the attics collapsed, the dust was billowing, and the cries of children and women and the shouts of men echoed in all corners.

A large number of soldiers were rescuing in the city, and there were also many uninjured people looking at the sky, their faces full of despair and fear.

The thunderclouds in the sky were torn into countless pieces, and the traces of sword qi were faintly visible, and there was a terrible sword mark from the south wall to the north wall in the palace, it was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying battle had happened before.

High in the air.

Xiaoyao Xian's right hand pinched Xu Qiu's neck, his face was full of cruel smiles, and Xu Qiu's arms were drooping, his robe was torn, he was covered in blood, and his toes were still dripping blood.

Xu Qiu was about to lose consciousness, but he still raised his right hand with difficulty and pointed at Xiaoyao Xian's chest with two fingers, as if he was stabbing Xiaoyao Xian with a sword.

"Your kendo comprehension is very good, and you are qualified to be a sacrifice to let you live a few more days."

Xiaoyao Xian sneered, he followed and looked down, and suddenly disappeared into the air.

In less than ten breaths, he flew high again into the air, and at this moment he was still carrying another person in his left hand, it was Zhao Qi, and Zhao Qi had already fainted.

"Tell Taiyuan Gate Fang Wang, this immortal is waiting for him in the northern Tianding Mountain, he only has one year, if he doesn't come after a year, not only will the Seven Dynasties Son of Heaven die, but this immortal will also slaughter Daqi, and then this country will definitely let this river of blood flow into a river, and ambush millions of corpses!"

Xiaoyao Immortal's voice echoed in the sky above the imperial city, and he followed Zhao Qi and Xu Qiu to fly north.

Inside a mansion in the Imperial City.

The Fang family gathered here, and a young man looked at Fang Meng and asked nervously, "Grandpa, will my brother go to fight?" ”

He is Fang Wang's younger brother, Fang Xun.

Fang Meng's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "He will go, and he will also slash that thief!" ”

There were wails from all directions, indicating how terrible this catastrophe was, there were many monks in the Fang Mansion, relying on the formation to protect the entire Fang Mansion, but those people could only suffer.

As the founder of the dynasty, Fang Meng was naturally heartbroken, but he was just a mortal, although he was also cultivating immortals, but in the face of the free immortals, there was nothing he could do, he didn't even have the ability to go to heaven.

The rest of the Fang Mansion all fell into silence, and the atmosphere was depressing.

A thought was born in their hearts.

Fang Wang faced the Xiaoyao Immortal just now, did he really have a chance of winning?

Seeing the skills of the Xiaoyao Immortal, they really felt in their hearts that the Xiaoyao Immortal was an immortal, but this immortal was different from the immortal in mythology, so evil and cruel.

……

Taiyuan Gate, thunderclouds slowly dissipated.

The formation light curtain that surrounded the main vein slowly dispersed, tens of thousands of monks were suspended in the air, and even more disciples with weak cultivation had already landed on the various vein peaks, panting while exercising, their eyes couldn't help but look at the main peak.

Fang Wangda sat above the main vein, the peaks of all the peaks were high, the golden scales and white feathers on his body fluttered in the wind, and the golden dragon qi surrounded his body, and with the circle of fireballs behind his head, it was like a true immortal descending to earth.

Whether it was the high-level of the Taiyuan Sect or the disciples, they all had lingering palpitations.

When Fang Wang's tribulation came to the most critical moment, Tianwei was extremely terrifying, forcing the Taiyuan Sect to mobilize more than 100,000 disciples to provide spiritual power, so that he could barely keep the formation unbroken.

If the thunder tribulation continues for a while, they will probably not be able to hold on, and even the Taiyuan Gate will be razed to the ground.

Tianwei was so terrible that it made them really feel like they were against God.

What shocked them the most was Fang Wang's performance.

From beginning to end, Fang Wang was not injured, and his hair was not messy, as if it was not him who crossed the disaster.

The eyes of the disciples looking at Fang Wang were full of admiration, and the eyes of the high-ranking people looking at Fang Wang were full of expectation.

They all knew that with the end of this tribulation, the Taiyuan Sect would become the strongest sect in Great Qi, and there was no one!

Even the unfathomable Jinxiao Sect could not be Fang Wang's opponent.

Even the deputy head Chai Yi thought so.

She looked at Fang Wang from afar, and kept comparing Fang Wang with the Demon Lord in her heart.

She suddenly has no faith in the Demon Lord.

This son is too strong!

Chai Yi remembered that when he and Fang Wang first met, it was as if they were separated from each other, how many years had it been, and Fang Wang was so strong......

Now.

Fang Wang was looking down at the entire Taiyuan Gate, but he was not looking at it with the naked eye, but in the state of the primordial god.

He stood high in the air and could even see his own flesh below.

A strange feeling came over him that he had never felt before, and at this moment, he felt as if his body was in chains.

But he quickly suppressed this thought, he not only had to cultivate the soul, but also the physical body, and the soul body could be cultivated together, so that he could truly go to the immortal path.

Fang Wang saw that there were many souls wandering in the Taiyuan Gate, the souls of people, the souls of demons, these souls were not ghosts, they were souls that could not be seen by the monks of the Condensing Realm, they seemed to be still in the human world, but in fact they had fallen in the underworld, but they were only presented in the yang world.

Yin and yang are separated!

Fang Wang saw that there was a soul looking at him halfway up the mountainside of the main vein.

Seek immortals!

Guang Qiuxian stood in front of his grave, stroking his beard and smiling, looking at Fang Wang's eyes full of satisfaction.

When Fang Wang saw him, he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

As for what he was relieved of, even he couldn't tell.

Subsequently, Fang Wang returned to the physical body, the primordial spirit returned to its place, and he followed the control of the physical body, with a sense of steadiness, which made him inexplicably relieved.

Although the state of the original spirit out of the body is free, it is too floating, as if it will be dragged away by an unknown force at any time.

Fang Wang stood up, flew towards the Shiyuan Palace, and quickly entered the hall.

"No one is allowed to approach the Shiyuan Palace, don't disturb the head of the sect to consolidate the cultivation!"

Zhao Chuanqian's majestic voice resounded through the Taiyuan Gate, breaking the silence and plunging the Taiyuan Gate into an uproar, and everyone was marveling at the previous tribulation.

Return to the Temple of the First Abyss.

Fang Wang began to meditate and mediate spiritual power.

He has completely stepped into the realm of transcendence!

Spiritual power is also transforming!

His aura continued to surge, causing the Origin Hall to tremble.

Xiao Zi cautiously entered the hall, Zhao Zhen followed and floated out of the soul devouring gourd, and he sighed softly: "With such momentum, whoever becomes the enemy of the master is sad." ”

He even felt that Fang Wang was invincible in the world.

Maybe cultivation is not the apex of the world, but that momentum that reigns over the world and is invincible is definitely the first person in the world!