Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, the way of heaven is difficult and bumpy, and the way of cultivation is against the sky. Therefore, we have to bear the price of going against the sky, and this heavenly calamity is one of them. This Hao Yuan Jade Void Destroys the Divine Thunder of a kind of seventy-seven forty-nine Dao, and under the reluctant support of Huo'er, forty-six Dao has fallen. But Gan Ping knew that the remaining three heavenly thunders were the most dangerous existences, and they were many times more powerful than the previous thunders.

At this time, Huo'er seemed to also feel the sense of danger in the air, and turned into a violent ape several feet high, with a golden hoop shining on his head, two angry eyes wide, and the huge fangs showing out of his lips, and raised the Juntian stick in his hand high, waving it towards the air.

Finally, the tumbling clouds stopped moving, and a bucket-thick thunderbolt rolled down, making Gan Ping tremble, the power of the thunder that day was really strong, and Gan Ping, who was in the distance, also felt the slightest electric light coming to his face, making him a little unable to breathe. However, Gan Ping stubbornly took a step forward under this pressure, a good man should face the difficulties, if he retreated at this time, wouldn't he even be as good as Huo'er? Not to mention that he would never allow Huo'er to be hurt.

This way of Hao Yuanyu's Void Annihilation Divine Thunder pressed straight down, like a giant hammer of 10,000 catties smashed down, even Huo'er's tall body laughed a lot, and the two thick legs had sunk below the ground. Gan Ping saw a burst of excitement in the corners of his eyes, he knew how hard the mountain stone of this Dragon Peak was, and after the confinement of the mountain protection ban, this mountain was not inferior to the ordinary low-level refining. Fortunately, Huo'er stimulated the bloodline of the divine beast in his body just now, and his strength and physical toughness were greatly increased, otherwise, not to mention the devastating thunder power, even this huge impact force could also break its bones and tendons.

It took a long time for this thunder to dissipate, Huo'er's body was already scarred, and the originally extremely tall body had also shrunk, it seemed that this time it had consumed a lot of its strength, and even the phantom body created by forcibly stimulating the power of the bloodline had also withered a lot. Gan Ping looked at the new one in his eyes, his hand had already touched the mountain sword behind him, he was ready to make a move, after all, there were still the two strongest thunderbolts in the end that had not fallen.

Huo'er was already panting, and her bright hair was dull, and it was clear that the powerful thunderstorm was beyond the scope of what it could bear. Suddenly, another thunderbolt rolled in. Huo'er took a deep breath, the knotted muscles and bones crackled, and a light flashed on the golden hoop above his head, it turned out that Huo'er felt that he couldn't resist it, and he had already activated the magic weapon headband that Mo Yifeng gave him.

A pale yellow light shrouded Huo'er's body in an instant, and the blue thunder thundered down violently, although this hoop was also a defensive magic weapon that had reached the sixth grade, but under the power of this heavenly calamity, it only resisted for a moment and then staggered and could not be supported. After all, this magic weapon needs the support of mana, how can the fire be supported now that the oil is exhausted?

In an instant, the pale yellow light shield was quietly shattered, and Huo'er roared wildly, and the golden hoop above his head exploded, counting the light and going straight to the heavenly thunder, but in front of him, it was Huo'er's magic weapon that broke the cauldron and burst to resist the heavenly thunder overhead. Blocked by the power of this magic weapon explosion, the thunder in the air was weakened a lot, Huo'er looked at it cheaply, jumped up violently, swung it away, and fought with the divine thunder again, and the terrifying sound of Hao Yuanyu Void Annihilation Divine Thunder dissipated violently.

This time it seemed that the strength of Huo'er's whole body was exhausted, and the huge body shrank sharply, turning into a palm-sized little monkey, which fell to the ground from the sky. It seemed that it could no longer support that huge Law Phase, and it didn't have the strength to resist the Heavenly Thunder. Gan Ping was about to rush forward, but a light blue light quietly pressed down, and it was the last and strongest thunderbolt.

Slapped his hand on the sword behind his back, choked the sound of the flying sword coming out of the sheath, Gan Ping had been re-elected with the sword turned into a streamer and went straight towards the thunder, at this moment he had already connected the fire with his own breath. Gan Ping's fingertips flicked in the air, and two bronze scale-like magic weapons flew out, which were the fragments of the sinister armor he had obtained earlier.

Although this Fox Armor is only a fragment, and it is only six grades, it is only because it is a piece of armor of the Fox Armor, but in terms of material, it is still on top of the Returning Mountain Sword. Gan Ping knew that he was not the opponent of the last thunderstorm, so he sacrificed this Fabo first, in a vain attempt to resist it. Although Gan Ping had cultivated the Flame Fusion Yuan Forging Body True Determination, and his physical strength was even stronger than that of ordinary body cultivators, he knew that in terms of strength and solidity, he could not compare to this fire with the blood of the Hercules ape, and the former was now lying on the ground dying, how could he not act carelessly?

The two armor pieces went straight towards the thunderstorm falling from the sky, and Gan Ping didn't try to use this treasure to resist at all, but just wanted to relieve the power a little. However, although he watched for a long time, it was not until he was under this thunderstorm that Gan Ping felt the terrifying power. Under the sky of this film, they are all shrouded in the terrifying power of thunder, and they can't absorb the aura of the outside world at all. The slightest ray of thunder seeped into his body, causing his body to dull as well.

Fortunately, Gan Ping did not panic, the flesh body that had been tempered by the water of the warm thunder pool had already had some resistance to the power of thunder, Gan Ping had already had experience in dealing with the power of thunder, and hurriedly ran the fire melting yuan forging body to absorb the power of thunder to refine the body.

In an instant, Gan Ping felt that the flesh and bone fascia of his whole body seemed to be soaked in the water where the power of thunder gathered, and the domineering and powerful force tore apart his body inch by inch. It turned out that Huo'er had endured such pain just now, no wonder she was so tired. Obviously, the consumption of this quenching body to resist the invasion of the power of thunder is extremely high, and Huo'er has also suffered in the battle with the Heavenly Tribulation just now.

As soon as the two pieces of Foxy Armor touched the Tribulation Thunder, Gan Ping felt a huge force in his divine consciousness suddenly press down. The two pieces of armor only resisted for a moment, and Gan Ping lost his mental practice with them, and the two magic weapons turned into nails-sized bronze pieces fell from the sky, apparently having to be re-practiced before they could be used.

Gan Ping gritted his teeth, and the number of streamers flashed in his hand, it was the refined Yuntian Demon Fire Xuanlei, and when the matter came, he could reduce the power of the Heavenly Thunder by a point, and he and Huo'er would have more hope. The thunderbolts slammed into the thunder, but they could only slightly block the trend of falling, but the thunder was still stationary. With a mouth, the Binghuo Yuangang that transformed into a dragon rushed out, opened the dragon's mouth and pounced, but he didn't dare to face the power of the thunder in the sky, so he could only surround the huge thunder pillar and try his best to devour the power of refining and shrinking the thunder.

At this time, Gan Ping realized that the magic weapon on his body was really scarce, if it weren't for the intangible substance of the Demon Blood God Sword that day, he would have to sacrifice it to resist the thunder. The means were exhausted, Gan Ping gritted his teeth and straightened his sword, facing the undiminished power of the thunder. Since the fire can, then I will definitely be able to resist the thunder.

The dying and exhausted fire on the ground looked at the figure of the master in the air, and his two eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at his master without blinking. With a loud shout, the sword light that rushed into the sky had already collided with the thunder, Gan Ping felt the huge pressure from the injured mountain sword, and hurriedly urged the true yuan in his body to resist hard.

Under the thunder, a faint sword light encouraged support, but the powerful thunder like a pillar of heaven continued, with a posture of killing everything. Gan Ping, who was under the thunderstorm, felt that time was countless times slower, and the heavy pressure came from the tip of the sword, and Gan Ping faintly felt that the mountain sword was faintly bent, and his originally strong backbone was bent together.

Feeling out a pill and swallowing it in his abdomen, Gan Ping's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted in the air, "Ah-" The slightly immature voice resounded through the world on this side, Gan Ping's curved spine straightened again, and the dim sword light also shone again, he was unwilling, unwilling to die with Huo'er under this thunder. Damn God, come on, even if I die, I'm going to poke you in the hole. At this moment, Gan Ping finally understood the essence of the sword cultivation path taught by Mo Yifeng, and Shen Zhou was indomitable, and he swung his sword without worry.

In this perception, Gan Ping's realm rose again and again, and suddenly he felt as if something was shattered in his body, and the rolling true yuan flowed endlessly. At this moment, half a month after the last advancement, under the pressure of the thunderstorm, Gan Ping advanced again and reached the middle level of condensation.