The three-color light reflected Wang Luomei's face like a demon.

The thunder dragon that was blocked from the two-color barrier looked angry, and let out a long roar for thousands of miles.

Even in the palace of Emperor Dasheng, the emperor heard this dragon groan.

The Thunder Dragon didn't expect such a small shroud of light in front of it to stop it from moving forward. Its massive body behind the black clouds twisted and circled ready to strike its strongest blow. Let the woman in front of it know the consequences of offending his coercion.

Wang Yan barely supported his body, his eyes fixed on the giant dragon in front of him.

The Thunder Dragon also noticed Wang Yan's gaze.

I didn't expect the weak Terran to look at it with such eyes.

The thunder in the clouds became even more violent, as if it was about to tear the whole sky apart.

It saw the killing intent in Wang Yan's eyes, how ridiculous it was for a little monk in the realm of inheriting the heavens to kill himself.

It planned to use the thunder of its whole body to bombard the woman who had crossed the catastrophe, and then kill Wang Yan as well, as long as anyone who touched the majesty would die.

The dragon's claws poked out of the clouds and grabbed straight at Wang Luomei.

The two-color barrier around Wang Luomei was the size of gravel in front of the dragon's claws.

The dragon's claws held them all in their claws with a single squeeze.

Without the attack on the dragon claw, the two-color barrier was of course not to be outdone, especially when the Buddha Qi and Demon Qi in Wang Luomei's body were integrated into the light curtain, its defense had already reached the level of Ling Tian, and ordinary immortal ascending masters would not break this defense no matter how they attacked.

However, the Thunder Dragon is not an ordinary person, and the power of the Thunder contains the power of heaven and earth.

When the dragon is angry, the heavens and the earth are angry.

Countless thunderbolts descended on the surface of the light curtain.

In the center of the dragon's claw, nothing could be seen except thunder.

Wang Luomei's body was in the center of the thunder, bearing the endless baptism of the thunder.

The inhabitants of Aftersound City felt a little hot, it was a heat wave that fell from the sky, and thunder bombarded the light curtain hundreds of thousands of times. The area of the dragon's claw was already extremely hot, and if you put a fierce beast in it, it would be roasted in an instant.

Even if you are ten miles away from the battle, you can feel the rise in temperature.

Wang Yan was in the Rushi Medical Hall, closer to the position of the battle, the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat, he couldn't watch Wang Luomei in danger here, what did he want to do. But what else could he do in the face of this level of power?

Nanpu Yue staggered over to Wang Yan and shook her head at him.

"I'm going. Wang Yan understood what Nan Puyue meant, but he still wanted to go, even if he was using his mantis arm as a car and didn't know what he could, he still wanted to go.

"If you go, you will die, and any thunder can make your soul fly. What should I do if you die, what should I do if I am pregnant? And seeing that Wang Luomei's situation is not as bad as you think. The Thunder Tribulation is not a living thing in the Mighty Force, and once the Tribulation power is consumed, the Thunder Tribulation will dissipate. And it's useless for you to go up now, all you can do now is wait. Nan Puyue stepped forward and hugged Wang Yan tightly in her arms, even if Wang Yan twitched her body, she refused to put it in her hands, as if he was going to lose Wang Yan as soon as he let go of this hand.

Wang Yan could still calmly listen to Nan Puyue's persuasion at this moment, his eyes were already bloodshot, and his eyes were only staring at the place where thunder and lightning were flourishing.

His sister was there.

"I'm my brother, she's my sister, she's my only relative, am I waiting for the end of the thunder like a waste? What if Luomei can't make it to the end?

"My ideals are not big, I hope that I and my family can live a good life and spend the rest of my life in peace, is this God allowed? Since God does not even allow me to have such a small ideal, I want to fight with this heaven. ”

"If the heavens don't allow it, then I'll come by myself. ”

Wang Yan pushed Nan Puyue's body away little by little.

Nanpu Yue was originally the cultivation of the Chengtian Middle Realm, and Wang Yan's cultivation was the Chengtian Hou Realm, plus the True Dragon Clan's quenching pool had tempered the body, where could the strength be comparable to Wang Yan.

Even though he struggled in every way, he was still pushed aside by Wang Yan.

Wang Yan felt that his body was unrestrained, and his feet were running True Yuan, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the vast outer courtyard of the Rushi Medical Hall.

He had watched the stars here last night, and the picture of the battle was clearer here.

"Wang Yan don't go, please don't go. Nan Puyue followed Wang Yan's footsteps to the outer courtyard, and she wanted to stop Wang Yan again.

But this time, she couldn't get any closer to Wang Yan.

A wind swept away the distance between the two. Wang Yan turned his head to Nan Puyue and smiled: "I will try my best to come back alive, if I can't come back...... Say sorry to Senior Sister and Chu'er for me. ”

Ride the wind.

The Ten Thousand Sources Spirit is opened.

The true yuan within a radius of ten miles converged towards Wang Yan, and his cultivation continued to grow.

Ascend to the first realm of immortals.

Ascend to the middle of the fairy.

Ascend to the Immortal Realm.

Wang Yan's realm did not stop growing until after ascending to the Immortal Realm, and the surrounding True Yuan had been absorbed by him, and he could no longer continue to promote.

"It's still not enough. "Facing this immortal tribulation that is no longer a fairy realm, it is not enough to see at all.

Wang Yan took out the Dream Spirit Bead from his waist and held it in his hand.

"I know you can hear me, I need strength. Wang Yan looked at the Dream Spirit Bead in his hand, and he saw the old man who taught him to open the Heaven with a sword through the Dream Spirit Bead.

He had been sitting in the Dream Spirit Bead, and he hadn't moved since he taught him to open the Heaven with a sword.

Today the situation is abnormal, he does not allow the old man to remain silent, he wants strength, he wants the old man to give him strength.

A pure power entered Wang Yan's body from the dream, and the cultivation that stopped growing began to increase again, and in less than a breath, Wang Yan's cultivation broke through the boundary of ascending to the immortal realm, and came to the immortal realm that many people dream of.

"I've been in the Dream Spirit Bead for more than a thousand years, and I don't have a lot of power left, so I can only let you break through to the realm of ascending immortals, and what to do next depends on you. ”

The old man's voice grew quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared into the dream.

"Thank you, senior, let's take care of me. ”

Wang Yan took a step towards the void and stood steadily, as if stepping on a step, with the wind rising under his feet, which was the first step of the Heaven Opening Sword Move.

The Open Heaven Sword Move was the strongest technique that Wang Yan had mastered.

A sword slashes and the heavens and the earth open.

He once used this sword move to kill dozens of ascending immortals, and he could also pose a threat to ascending to the immortal realm, and at that time he was just a cultivator of the Chengtian Initial Realm.

Now that his cultivation has ascended to the Initial Realm of Ascending Immortals through the Ten Thousand Sources Spirit Body, he also has the power to fight against the Thunder Dragon with the Ascended Immortal Realm.

As long as he can cut this sword, he can grasp that he can weaken part of the power of Heavenly Punishment.