This was only the sixth purple divine thunder, but its power already made Fang Zong feel terrified.

But the catastrophe can't be avoided, it can only be resisted, if it can withstand it, it will no longer be ordinary, if it can't resist, it will be death.

Since stepping into the path of cultivation, Fang Zong has experienced more than one life and death crisis, such as being targeted by Lu Shanjun when he was in the Tianyu Sect, such as being attacked by the Blood Demon Ancestor, such as being intercepted and killed by King Zhong's subordinates, and in several times, Fang Zong has almost survived, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

However, in these several life-and-death crises, he relied on the help of others to escape.

Tianyu Sect sometimes had an umbrella fairy sister to protect him, and when he was intercepted and killed by the Blood Demon Ancestor, Xie Yu risked the price of sleep and took him away, and when he was intercepted and killed by King Zhong's subordinates, he had the help of Liu Rumei and Liang Suxin.

However, this catastrophe, no one can help him anymore, and he can only bear it himself.

With the blessing of Shura's power, the purple divine thunder in Fang Zong's eyes was slowing down little by little, he bit his lip, and at this moment, he actually had the idea of turning around and running away.

As soon as this thought arose, it spread rapidly like a prairie fire.

"No, I have to escape! this time, I will die!" Fang Zong's voice in his heart admonished him.

The purple divine thunder kept approaching him, and the breath of death was gradually approaching, making him stand up with cold hairs, and he really wanted to turn around and run away.

This is only the sixth heavenly thunder!

There will be three purple divine thunders that will gradually upgrade in power, but this is only the sixth purple divine thunder, so he is not sure that he can withstand it, and after that, will he really be able to carry it?

If you fail, you will die!

Among Fang Zong's various experiences in the past, there had never been a time when death was so close as it was now, almost making him breathless.

This time, he was really in crisis.

"What should I do, should I escape?" Fang Zong's gaze was a little resolute.

Not only was Fang Zong a little desperate, but even the many Tianjiao who watched Fang Zong's tribulation from the sidelines also felt sorry for Fang Zong.

The power of this purple heavenly thunder is obviously not something that Fang Zong can withstand now.

It seems that there may not be a single demon in the past thousands of years, and it will fall in the secret realm of the Southern Regions.

These Tianjiao are naturally gloating about this result, and the king of Xuan is even more smiling, thinking in his heart that if Fang Zong dies, then it can be regarded as a reduction of a future enemy.

Only a few people felt sorry, after all, Fang Zong's talent was really demonic to the extreme.

Fang Zong looked at the heavenly thunder, and he suddenly remembered the past days in the Great Green Mountain.

At that time, Fangjiabao had not yet been bloodied by the black-clothed people, and Tsing Yimen was still a high-ranking existence, while Fang Zong was an ordinary person who was threatened with death all the time.

He didn't live to be fourteen years old, so Daddy and Auntie have always spent energy and money for so many years, just to cure his hidden diseases.

Fang Zong remembered how he was about survival at the beginning

Persistent.

"That's right, I can't be so depressed, I still have to live!" Fang Zong's eyes gradually showed a trace of essence, and the whole person seemed to have regained his fighting spirit.

At this moment, Fang Zong finally returned to his original state.

He didn't know what was going on, but he felt like his mood had improved a lot.

However, he didn't have time to savor this taste, but the sixth purple divine thunder had already arrived in front of him.

"Go!"

In an instant, Fang Zong slashed the flying sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, several grains of light shot out from the flying sword, which was one of Fang Zong's strongest attack methods, the Purple Pole Divine Mang.

At this time, Fang Zong had already made up his mind: "Since a purple pole divine light can't withstand this heavenly thunder, then I'll use the quantity to carry it down." ”

After splitting out several Purple Pole Divine Mangs, the flying sword in Fang Zong's hand made a "click" sound, and it actually shattered, but it couldn't withstand the power of several Purple Pole Divine Mangs, so it was damaged.

This is a magic weapon!

However, where could Fang Zong care about being distressed at this time? He took out a flying sword again, gritted his teeth, and continued to cast the Purple Pole Divine Ray.

This Purple Pole Divine Mang is the most powerful, but after using it so many times at once, Rao is Fang Zong also feels a little unbearable.

At this time, Fang Zong's first few Purple Pole Divine Rays had already collided with the Purple Heavenly Thunder, and sure enough, although the power of the Purple Extreme Divine Mangs was terrifying, it was obviously unable to resist the attack of the Purple Heavenly Thunder.

Just as soon as they came into contact, those few purple pole divine rays directly turned into nothing.

However, under the collision of the Purple Pole Divine Mang, that purple heavenly thunder was also obviously affected, and the terrifying dangerous aura was obviously much weaker.

It seemed that the attack of the Purple Pole Divine Light had indeed weakened the power of the Purple Heavenly Thunder.

Seeing this, Fang Zong couldn't help but smile happily, although he continued to release the Purple Pole Divine Ray, competing with the Purple Heavenly Thunder.

The purple heavenly thunder fell in front of Fang Zong's body, but in a short instant, Fang Zong, with the blessing of Shura's power, released nearly thirty purple pole divine rays in one go, which was enough to scrap more than ten Xuanpin flying swords.

The result is worth it.

The failure of the purple heavenly thunder was directly weakened by Fang Zong to the extreme, and when it landed on Fang Zong's body, although the terrifying piercing power and the thunder and lightning contained in it still made Fang Zong retreat a few feet, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although he was also injured, this level of injury was something that Fang Zong could bear.

"What? he actually carried it down?" Chu Mingzhao stood on the Immortal Island, his expression horrified, but he didn't expect Fang Zong to be able to withstand the sixth purple heavenly thunder.

However, this is only the sixth heavenly thunder, and next, the last thing is to get the heavenly thunder is the most terrifying.

Chu Mingzhao couldn't say how much he hated Fang Zong, but he was a little jealous of Fang Zong's luck, obviously his cultivation was just the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm, but he had so many earth-grade magic weapons, and he also had such a terrifying talent, and even in this Southern Regions Secret Realm, he even obtained the legendary Supreme Method.

How can all these things not make the people jealous?

And Chu Mingzhao was one of them, and even his jealousy of Fang Zong was the strongest among them.

Among the many heavenly arrogances, I am afraid that Zhang Yufeng is the only one, after seeing Fang Zong's resistance to this purple heavenly thunder, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief for Fang Zong.

However, Fang Zong's crisis has not yet been resolved, and has even become more terrifying.

But seeing that above the sky, the seventh purple divine thunder flickered, and the momentum was even more terrifying, and the hundred-foot thick divine thunder roared like an evil dragon.

Fang Zong's eyes were shining, he didn't even care about the time to heal, he raised his hand and took out a Xuanpin flying sword, and hurriedly released a purple pole divine light.

When I fought against the sixth purple divine thunder before, I was a little restless because of my mind, and I was delayed for some time.

Now, in order to fight against this even more powerful Seventh Seven-Colored Divine Thunder, Fang Zong had to make some preparations in advance and release the Purple Pole Divine Light in advance.

In this way, when the seventh purple divine thunder fell, he would be able to have more time to deal with it.

Fang Zong's idea was very reasonable, but the Heavenly Tribulation didn't seem to give Fang Zong time at all, and the seventh purple divine thunder only paused for a moment before it suddenly fell.

Whether it is power or speed, it is much more powerful than the seventh purple divine thunder.

Fang Zong only had time to release more than seventy Purple Pole Divine Rays before he ushered in this even more terrifying Eighth Purple Heavenly Thunder.

In just an instant, the nearly half-ripe purple pole divine light was directly annihilated and turned into a little streamer.

In front of the eighth purple heavenly thunder, Fang Zong's strongest method seemed so powerless.

Fortunately, this half of the Purple Pole Divine Mangs also played a certain role, and the power of the eighth Purple Heavenly Thunder became a little weaker.

However, it has only weakened a little.

And the remaining Purple Pole Divine Light was obviously unable to weaken the power of this eighth purple heavenly thunder to the extent that Fang Zong could withstand it.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Zong directly took out sixty-four earth-grade flying swords from the dantian.

Fortunately, he had incorporated sixty-four flying swords into the dantian early in the morning, so that the speed of taking out the flying swords would not be so slow.

Now, since the Purple Pole Divine Light was no longer able to offset too much power, it could only use stronger means.

(End of chapter)

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