"In the holy realm, the Heavenly Dao retreats, and only my Dao exists!"

The sea is tumbling and the sky is twisting. In the frenzied storm, the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch who had become drooping and old stood proudly in the air, his clothes fluttering, and he was still immovable despite the changes of heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch's gaze fell on Li Haoran, and suddenly a thick lightning bolt struck Li Haoran like a long whip.

Li Haoran, who was already a little difficult to use the aura of heaven and earth to perform the Sky Control Technique, was suddenly struck by the lightning whip, and Li Haoran's body was driven by the huge force and was thrown high.

"Click!"

Dozens of lightning bolts fell one after another, constantly slamming into Li Haoran's body.

The old turtle, hiding behind a reef in the extreme distance, looked at the sky tremblingly, and the trace of holy power just now weighed him down. If it weren't for the fact that the main body was originally a turtle, maybe he would have been swept away by the endless sea water now.

But when he saw the situation in the sky now, he also had the desire to leave quickly.

Dozens of lightning whips surrounded a figure in the sky, whipping it incessantly.

The figure looked as if it was dead, and after being struck by the lightning whip, it rolled away with the force, and then rolled in the other direction by another lightning whip, if it kept repeating.

Lightning fell, and Li Haoran's clothes were torn, leaving scorch marks on his skin, and slowly blood and flesh splashed, revealing the deep white bones inside.

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch's eyes full of thunder and lightning were now flowing two blood tears, although he was a half-saint and saw the gate of sanctification, but with his current realm, forcibly driving the holy power to disturb the Heavenly Dao still put him under tremendous pressure.

However, the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch was only a half-saint, even if he reluctantly drove the holy power to disturb the Heavenly Dao, he did not become an immortal after all, and he could not use the immortal power to change the Great Dao and directly wipe out Li Haoran.

Although Li Haoran now seems to have no power to fight back, he still hasn't given up. The aura around him disappeared, the way of destruction was gone, and he relied on his own strength.

Li Haoran ran the cultivation method with all his might, and the spiritual energy in his body surged constantly to repair the place where he was struck by the lightning whip, although he was in pain all over, the repair could not match the speed of destruction. But Li Haoran didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, because he knew that the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch couldn't always disturb the Heavenly Dao, and now it was up to him or him who could hold on longer.

Thunder and lightning kept falling, Li Haoran was stained red with blood, and the aura in his body was gradually depleted.

Is that the end of it?

Li Haoran's mind suddenly remembered that he had first entered the Canglan Gate and bowed to his master in the Tingtao Pavilion.

I still have a lot of things to do, how can I just die!

In the distant Canglan Mountain, Li Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes with a Yuan Shen and another divine sense. The body became ethereal, and countless invisible powers came from the ordinary people around him into Li Haoran's divine consciousness.

This is the right way!

Keep the right heart, do the right thing, and realize the right way!

Now the land where my primordial spirit is shrouded, the righteous way is prosperous, and the evil way is weak.

Those who have a righteous heart can understand the right path by holding the right path.

Li Haoran stood in the air with his divine sense, and said loudly, "The righteous path is said by people and there is no way in heaven and earth, I am now doing the right thing with the right heart and realizing the right way, for this is the ancestor of the way, the way of heaven cannot be abandoned, and the road cannot be disturbed." ”

Li Haoran's words resounded through the heavens and the earth, and suddenly a huge gate of light appeared in the sky.

The light door opened a crack, and endless aura mixed with a rain of light like essence sprinkled down.

An intricate symbol flew out from the crack in the light gate, and slowly turned into a diamond-shaped mark and flew into the eyebrows of Li Haoran's divine sense.

Li Haoran raised his head and stared, only to vaguely see that there were many figures sitting in the endless mist in the light gate.

The light gate gradually disappeared, and the sky above the vicissitudes returned to tranquility, as long as the ordinary people outside were panicked, thinking that it was another monk who was about to fight again, and it was about to affect them.

Li Haoran sent a message to Ling Qing and asked him to appease the people outside, and then sat down cross-legged with that Dao Yuan Shen, thinking in his heart that he had finally reached the Ming Dao realm.

In the sky above the Cloud Thunder Island, which had been turned into ruins, Li Haoran, who had been slashed by thunder and lightning, blurred his flesh and blood, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a fine light, and a strong light appeared from the acupoints all over his body, and endless spiritual energy gushed out from it, and the flesh and blood along the meridians instantly spread to Li Haoran's whole body.

The horrific scars healed quickly and quickly with a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Haoran stood still and grabbed a bolt of lightning that was drawn, the lightning struggled violently in his hand, but there was no sign of escape even though the thunder was shining.

Li Haoran danced this thunderbolt to block the other thunderbolts drawn one by one.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing this, the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch and the Old Turtle exclaimed at the same time.

Of course, the mood of the two is different, and the old turtle is a surprise.

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch was suspicious of his own cultivation career, and he had worked hard to fight countless monks, competing for countless creations to reach the current half-saint realm, but he couldn't help but be a god realm monk?

Why is he still able to wield his power in my holy power?

Thinking of this, endless anger rose in the heart of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch, and his white hair and beard flew around.

The wisp of holy power on the head of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch fell into the center of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch's eyebrows, and he wanted to drive the holy power with the power of the origin.

"Give me death!"

A silver light shot out from the center of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch's eyebrows, like a seabird skimming through the air, silently.

Li Haoran felt that there was endless power pouring out of all the holes around him at this time, but in the face of this flying white light, he had a feeling that there was no way to avoid it.

Li Haoran, who was still drenched in blood, used the thunder and lightning in his hand to smash all the remaining thunder and lightning whips around him, and looked at the silver light flying with a fearless face.

The acupoints around his body emitted a violent light, and then surged towards Li Haoran's right hand, converging into a brilliant ball of light in Li Haoran's hands.

Li Haoran's figure turned into a streamer and blasted towards the silver light with a punch!

"Whoa!"

Before Li Haoran's fist and the silver light touched each other, the sky shattered like a mirror, and black cracks appeared one after another, sucking at the surrounding energy.

However, under the silver light, everything returned to calm, and there was no violent upheaval.

Li Haoran's fist slammed into the silver light.

The mirror broke open again, and the storm swept between heaven and earth again.

The resurgence of the sea water submerged the exposed seafloor again, and countless dead sea creatures floated above the surface.

Li Haoran's body was thrown up again and flew into the distance, and then fell into the sea.

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch spat out a mouthful of blood, took three steps back in the air, and his body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The primordial spirit of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch flew out and watched his body quickly become dry, and then turned into flying ashes and floated away with the wind.

All of his origins were already attached to that silver light, and now that the silver light had dissipated, his body naturally lost all its spirituality, and his body, which had been hundreds of years old, was naturally unable to sustain itself.

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch's very weak Yuan Shen flew towards the place where Li Haoran fell, and he wanted to take away Li Haoran's body, which had already died.

But the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch flew closer, and the power of the Yuan Shen detected that Li Haoran who was floating in the sea was actually alive.

"Give me death!"

With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch Yuan Shen slashed towards Li Haoran, who was floating on the sea.

Just as the thunder and lightning were about to fall on Li Haoran, a sudden surge of water enveloped Li Haoran in it, and then sank towards the bottom of the sea.

Thunder and lightning spread above the surface of the sea, and the corpses of sea creatures floating in the sea turned into charcoal.

The old turtle with the turtle shell on his back fled quickly in the depths of the seabed, and a ball of water wrapped Li Haoran in it, moving quickly.

The old turtle himself didn't know where he got the courage now, and he actually dared to come back and save people in the hands of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch.

"Click!"

A huge electric snake swam through the water, and the sea evaporated in its path, revealing a wide path.

The old turtle was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly spit out more than a dozen water bombs in front of the electric snake.

But these dozen or so water bombs were shattered by lightning in an instant, and they were pumped on the shell of the turtle blocked by the old turtle.

The old turtle was pumped and rolled in the water for dozens of feet, and a charred black mark appeared on his turtle shell.

The sea water churned to make up a space, and the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch Yuan Shen flew quickly with thunder and lightning in his hand.

The old turtle was horrified in his heart, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

The Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch Yuan Shen waved his hand and thunderbolt slashed towards the old turtle.

The old turtle closed his eyes in despair, all kinds of memories flashed in his mind, and he knew that he wouldn't lie to this kid to let me out.

"Don't play dead, get up. ”

After waiting for a while, the old turtle who didn't feel the thunder and lightning slashing on his body heard a voice sounding beside him.

The old turtle opened his eyes in surprise and saw Li Haoran standing in front of him, the black light wings behind him slowly fanning in the seawater.

The old turtle let out a long breath, and began to enjoy a happy life in the future.

As long as Li Haoran does not die like this time in the future, then he will definitely be able to enter the sacred realm and become a saint. At that time, isn't it, as a savior, that he has what he wants?

The primordial spirit of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch looked at Li Haoran who was shrouded in black light, his eyes were full of anger, and then he turned around and fled quickly.

Having lost his body, he knew that he could not be Li Haoran's opponent.

Canglan Gate?

I really shouldn't have chosen Canglanmen to do it in the first place.

No, he shouldn't have been tempted by the monks of the Red Fire Divine Domain to go to the land for the opportunity of sanctification. He suppressed tens of thousands of islands on Yunlei Island, and he wanted wind and rain. And why did it come to this?

Now the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch just wants to escape far away, hide and recover slowly, and never go to the land.

But how could Li Haoran just let him go?

Without the suppression of the Holy Force, Li Haoran's body, who had regained control of the Dao of Destruction, was surrounded by black light.

Countless black rays of light poured out, and a black path spread all the way towards the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch.

"Stay!"

A hand stretched out from the black light, and grabbed the Heavenly Thunder Saint Monarch who was caught up and entangled by the black light.

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