Chapter 1290 The Real Threat "Rumbling ......"

Above the sky, the clouds are heavy, the thunder is rolling, and in it, a series of silver-white arcs are flickering, like a silver snake, very human, but with the brilliance of these arcs, it is impossible to dye the surrounding clouds, a piece of pitch black, like ink, rolling layer by layer, swinging out of a terrifying atmosphere, it seems that in this cloud, there is a terrible devil hidden.

Between heaven and earth, there was darkness, and the space was filled with an oppressive aura of destruction, and the fierce beasts, insects, and birds in the entire Inner Tomb World were all prostrate on the ground, trembling, as if they were showing their submission to some terrible creature.

However, just below these terrifying clouds, there was a young man hanging there, his naked body, with a faint golden halo shrouded in his body, as if he were a holy spirit, and his aura was quite large.

On his right hand, holding a strange disc, on the disc, are some mysterious lines, at this time, one by one, lit up, inside, there is a dark gray light surging, like blood flowing, all in some special way into the body of the hideous dragon around the disk, suddenly, with a burst of black light, a dark gray dragon is from the disc soared into the air, with earth-shattering momentum, swaying upward, hitting the falling thunder.

"Woohoo......"

The arc rain fell all over the sky, and Feng Hao's body was like a magnet, absorbing these arcs, collecting them into his body, and turning them into his own use.

At this time, the Heavenly Punishment Energy in the Martial Yuan Vortex in his body was as if it were a liquid, extremely rich, and his power had also been greatly improved.

This ascension is not because of the amount of these energies, on the contrary, because of the kind of incineration in the body!

This kind of sound came from Feng Hao's brain, resounding from every open hole on the 'Dao core', converging into this strange sound, like a burning sound, extremely shocking, full of a vast aura, faint ...... It seems to be very similar to the cloud fluctuations on the Sky Dome.

And now, because it is nine orifices, the power of these Heavenly Punishment Energy in the Wuyuan Vortex has only shown traces of growth.

So, in other words, if Feng Hao wanted to increase the power of these Heavenly Punishment Energy, what he had to do was not to accumulate Heavenly Punishment Energy, but to improve the level of this special incineration.

"Rumble ......"

Suddenly, the clouds on the sky no longer fell thunder, on the contrary, some of them converged, rising and falling layer by layer, and the qi that destroyed together became even more intense, pressing directly on the ground, making people suffocate.

"It's coming!"

Feng Hao's whole body was shocked, and a pair of eyes turned into a red look, inside, if the sea of blood was rolling, a violent momentum burst out from his body, extremely fierce, making him look like a demon god from hell.

"Buzz ......"

His left hand drew two squares, and in an instant, a large mudra like the palm of a god was condensed, the whole body was dark gray, like black steel, rippling out a powerful atmosphere, and the surrounding space was trembling, emitting a sonic boom, rippling like a lake.

Obviously, the ninth layer of heavenly punishment is coming!

"Boy, are you okay?"

Burning Lao's somewhat weak voice sounded in his mind, although his tone was a little sarcastic, but in these words, Feng Hao felt a strong sense of concern.

This cheap master is still worried about himself, even when he is weak!

"Master, don't worry, I can handle it!"

For some reason, Feng Hao felt that his nose was a little sour, and he secretly cursed the stinky old man in his heart, but he said firmly.

"Boom ......"

With a deafening explosion, the clouds on the sky dome cracked a wide opening, and endless thunder and lightning poured down from it as if it were raining, overwhelming the sky, and the breath of destruction became extremely dense at this moment, even the heavens and the earth trembled at this moment, and the space was layered on top of each other.

"Whew......"

Under the urging of Feng Hao, the big dragon condensed from the Sky Devouring Dragon Seal on his right hand swayed and swayed towards the thunderstorm, its body was flexible, like a living thing, its body, claws, and even its big mouth were all used by it, and all these falling thunder pillars were shattered, and they were sprinkled down into an arc of electricity in the sky.

Even if he had the protection of the big dragon, however, Feng Hao was forced to be a little embarrassed at this time, and even accidentally struck by a few thunderbolts, his body was cracked, scarred, and the golden blood flowed in a boat, which was very miserable.

Even so, Feng Hao has not used the earth-shattering handprint condensed on his left hand, but has been condensing the power, and the vast aura spreads, even if some thunder falls on it, it is directly shattered, and it has not caused much impact.

There is no doubt that Feng Hao wants to use the Heaven Turning Handprint to fight against the first Heavenly Punishment that is the most reluctant!

At this time, within the clouds, there was some silence, and there was no roar below, and a huge thunderbolt dragon was condensing.

It seems to have possessed spirituality, a pair of silver-white arc shimmering eyes, full of ruthlessness, hideous and stout, spreading the aura of destruction of the world, capable of destroying people's minds.

"Sure enough, it didn't exceed the realm of the Martial Emperor!"

Feng Hao's eyes were locked on it all the time, looking at the aura spreading around it, his heart was settled.

Although that aura was extremely powerful, there was no trace of breaking through the space, so it should not have exceeded the realm of the Martial Emperor.

It's just that the scene of the tribulation cloud is not the same as in the ancestral worship land, because, above this thunder dragon that is like a mad dragon that destroys the world, there is still a shocking cloud of tribulation.

The area of this cloud is not very large, at best it is only about twenty or thirty square meters, its existence is a little incompatible with the surrounding clouds, and even, it seems, its color is even darker than the surrounding clouds, and there is not a trace of arc in it, as if it is really a cloud of ink, like a black lead ball exists there, if it is solid, it seems to be full of some kind of terrifying power.

"What's that?!"

Just by taking a look, Feng Hao actually felt that the cold hairs on his body stood on end, and he was sweating profusely.

He could feel that the pitch-black cloud was the real terrifying thing, and the threat to him was greater than that of the world-destroying dragon, perhaps, this different cloud of calamity was the real threat to face when opening the Nine Apertures!