Nine is the extreme, there are nine in the big array, and it is natural, the power of this thunder tribulation makes people fearful, whether it is watching from the sidelines, or the corpse immortal who is crossing the tribulation.

The black heavy light, which was the light curtain of the law, opened again strongly, and grew larger and larger, expanding out of the purple thunder pillar of light.

It is no longer a pressure to bombard, but there is a small space, forming a gravity light shield, enveloping the great demon corpse immortal, the aura on the skeleton of a body is dim, and the green flames in the eyes are burning, it seems that there is still strength left.

However, the nine thunder arrays on the clouds in the sky have been formed, and the next bombardment will inevitably be a blow that will destroy everything.

Li Xiaoyi and Murong Yunyan had already flown up and began to retreat again, and Ao Xu's side also turned into a purple light and flew backwards quickly.

And in the hot magma, there was also a figure that soared into the sky, and leaned over to Ao Xu without thinking about it.

"It seems that Lu Lengxuan has joined forces with Ao Xu. Li Xiaoyi said with a twinkle in his eyes.

Murong Yunyan was expressionless, and when his body stopped, he said: "The Fire Dragon Demon Emperor must have fallen into your hands, with us here, how could he Lu Lengxuan still do it alone." ”

Li Xiaoyi smiled in agreement, and then looked at the Heavenly Tribulation Array in the distance, which was really shocking.

can't help but give birth to a sense of powerlessness, there is no artificial forbidden array, but it is born naturally, such a large array, as soon as it is put out, no matter who it is, I am afraid that it is the same as him, there is a feeling of empathy in a desperate situation.

As for the Great Demon Corpse Immortal who was resisting the Thunder Tribulation, on the skull that looked up at the sky, people couldn't see any change in expression.

However, in the next moment, his original physical body collapsed, and the skeleton of his body actually began to turn flesh into blood at an extremely fast speed, and the internal organs were formed almost instantly, and an extremely obvious creative force completely erupted at this moment.

"That's ......," Li Xiaoyi frowned puzzled.

Murong Yunyan didn't give him an answer, but he was as surprised as him.

After all, after a lifetime of cultivation, the essence of thousands of years of cultivation is all on this torso, so once the physical body collapses, it will definitely be an extremely fatal blow to the cultivator.

But the recasting of a body like an old beggar can be completed almost in the blink of an eye, and it is even more unheard of.

Or, when he was fighting against Lu Lengxuan and the others' sneak attack, why didn't he do this?

No one understands that even if he still has a few Hongmeng Qi in his hand, the creation power of this physical rebirth is not something that Hongmeng Qi can generate.

In Li Xiaoyi's view, Hongmeng's qi is a more primitive form, a manifestation of the extreme of power.

However, his few wisps of light containing the law of life can derive such a form, but they can't reach the same level as the old beggar, not only the recovery of the physical body, but even the cultivation realm has reached an extreme.

And there is no longer an old state of the dragon bell, but a middle-aged form in the prime of life, covered with a purple gold robe, looking at its style, quite ancient, not like the style of modern times.

He looked up at the sky, stared at the nine thunderbolts, and when he reached out and grabbed it in the void, a long sword was formed.

The sword body shook, and the crisp and pleasant sound of the sound actually overshadowed the power of heaven and earth at this moment.

"Hongmeng creates, derives all things, uses this as a sword, and has the power to fight!" Murong Yunyan said slowly.

Li Xiaoyi glanced at her, and under the full urging of the Yin Eye, he really couldn't see through whether the long sword was condensed by the aura of Hongmeng.

But the power of creation can really be produced from the qi of Hongmeng, which is quite surprising to Li Xiaoyi.

In other words, the next scene is the key to whether the old beggar can survive the catastrophe.

However, the thunderstorm did not fall, but there was an incomparably familiar aura one after another, which poured down at this critical juncture, and there were even insect corpses, like the crackling of rain.

But most of them were destroyed into black ashes by the thunder pillar of light and the thunder power condensed around it, and only the invisible power of the heavenly demon was born in the bottom of the old beggar's heart in the next moment.

He pursed his lips, and there was an indescribable sense of ease in his half-sarcastic expression.

The long sword was already in his hand, and there were still twelve runes around him, continuously extracting the power of the earth, and then deriving the law of gravity, against the huge thunder pillar that was smashed down from the sky.

As for the derived heart demons, they were completely out of the scope of his thinking, not only because his Dao heart was firm, but also because the previous Wind Tribulation and Yin Fire Tribulation had already washed away the cause and effect of his body.

When he looked at the huge thunder array in the sky above, his sword was roaring, and his sword intent surged again.

It's a matter of life and death, and finally, the old beggar who once lived in the market and watched the rise and fall of the common people once again put on the clothes of the sect that no longer existed.

Just like those predecessors in the door, after cultivating to the extreme, they have to fight with a sword.

Back then, he abandoned his sword and lifted wine, and he also took a step to the sky, but he was not as decisive as the demon lord, and now he has reached this point, and there is no way back, but his sword is still sharp enough!

Just when the nine thunderstorm arrays were finally full, and the thunder power from near and far all converged on the periphery of the gravity light shield, the thunderstorm ocean was formed.

The figure of the Great Demon Corpse Immortal was drowned in the thick thunder light of the bursting ejection, and the figure was difficult to see, but the sword intent that suddenly erupted, the moment it rang out again and again, everything was quiet!

Then there was the fusion of nine thunderstorms, and there was only light above the canopy, even when Li Xiaoyi's dark eye could not be looked at directly, the roar of the thunderstorm made the whole world shake the moment, and the huge thunderstorm fell down with a bang.

The speed is so fast that it is not visible to the naked eye at all, as soon as it comes into contact with the gravity mask, the old beggar who is being protected has a dozen or twelve broken sounds, and the blood mist is immediately filled at the same time, the top of the old beggar's head is no longer supported, and the moment the black hair on his head ripples up like a waterfall, he swings his sword.

The sound of the sword roared, so natural, and the eternity of an instant seemed to have stopped the flow of time in the entire world, and all the thunderstorms in the sky were still.

Only his sword intent, endlessly, stretched upwards to the sky, and the next moment it seemed to be about to pierce the sky.

With such a sword power, heaven and earth were also discolored, and Murong Yunyan's face was even more excited, but Li Xiaoyi was shocked by this sword intent and couldn't speak, only her senior sister murmured in an inaudible voice: "A sword is eternal!"