"Senior brother, come back quickly, something is wrong here!" Xie Lingyun hurriedly called out again.

Hearing Xie Lingyun's words, Han Ming's trace of doubt disappeared in an instant, he raised his head to look at the golden and silver thunderbolts, stepped on the black water half a foot deep, and turned into a cyan shadow and shot away in front of him.

Han Ming rushed out for more than ten zhang, and the black thundercloud in the sky finally accumulated strength, and a two-color thunderbolt of gold and silver slashed down, flashed suddenly, hitting Han Ming's headband, and shattering it instantly.

Han Ming didn't have any means of defense at all, he just rushed forward, and was hit by the two-color thunderbolt, just when Xie Lingyun was shocked, thinking that Han Ming was going to be injured, something amazing happened, the gold and silver two-color thunder and lightning actually mud cow into the sea and submerged into Han Ming's body, without causing any impact.

Xie Lingyun stared, a little unable to believe the scene in front of him, you must know that the thunder attribute attack is known as the most destructive among the various spells, and the golden and silver thunder and lightning contained terrifying destructive power, even in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, it may be easy to follow, but his sixth junior disciple has not made a move, and the thunder and lightning have disappeared!

"What Master Zun said is really right, this sixth junior disciple is a freak, a thunder and lightning attack that is difficult to parry in the medium term, but he walks leisurely, unscathed, and the blue is better than the blue!" Xie Lingyun muttered to himself.

Han Ming didn't have time to pay attention to Xie Lingyun's surprise, he flew forward with his head bored, although he had a thunder-devouring spirit and fed on all kinds of thunder and lightning, but this gold and silver thunderbolt was too pure, making it difficult for the thunder-devouring spirit to digest directly in a short period of time.

After suffering more than a dozen lightning strikes, Han Ming broke through the first layer of thunderclouds, and arrived at the second layer of the ruined land full of magic circles, Han Ming thought that he could take a breath and rest next, but he didn't expect that the gold and silver thunder and lightning had not stopped.

Although he had already broken into the second layer, the gold and silver thunderbolts of the first layer had also followed, and there was an increasingly fierce posture.

"What's going on, didn't Senior Brother say that as long as you leave the area covered by thunderclouds, this thunder and lightning won't attack!" Han Ming raised his mana and asked in a deep voice at Xie Lingyun.

"Senior brother doesn't know, as soon as senior brother left the thundercloud before, the thunder and lightning stopped!" Xie Lingyun on the other side of the thundercloud also changed his face when he saw this, and he involuntarily took a few steps forward.

Xie Lingyun raised his eyes and glanced at the black thundercloud, hesitated slightly, and then stepped into the thundercloud, at this time, the black thundercloud above suddenly began to roll, and there were faint gold and silver thunderclouds that were half a foot small and condensed, and it didn't take long to split down.

Xie Lingyun resisted a blow of thunder and lightning, and flew out of the black lake, and in the next moment, the gold and silver thunder and lightning suddenly lost its target, and the black cloud rolled for a while, and then returned to normal.

"Could it be related to this second layer, I have to go back!" Seeing this scene, Han Ming groaned for a while, raised his feet and rushed back to the black lake, stomping on the lake with both legs, like a cyan arrow, rushing towards Xie Lingyun's location.

Carrying more than ten thunderbolts, Han Ming rushed onto the lake and came to Xie Lingyun's side, only to find that the gold and silver thunderclouds had not yet dissipated, not only that, but the power of thunder and lightning had risen to a new level, and the power of each thunder and lightning had caught up with the ordinary middle of the ordinary middle to shoot with all his might.

At this time, Han Ming frowned completely, he also entered the thundercloud, why is Xie Lingyun fine, as long as he withdraws, and whether he retreats or not, he will be split, this special thunderbolt is about to chop him to death.

"Is there something that leads to thunder on the junior brother, or is there something that the junior brother has done that is angry and resentful and has been punished by heaven?" Xie Lingyun, who was hiding next to Han Ming, guessed.

"Maybe that's the case, it could be the Spirit of Thunder Devouring!" Han Ming's eyes lit up, and he secretly guessed in his heart, then thought about it for a while, and said: "Senior brother wait again, I'll find a place to spend this thunder tribulation, you don't have to get closer, otherwise senior brother will be distracted to help you carry the thunder!"

After speaking, Han Ming leaned over slightly and shot away into the distance.

Layers of dark clouds poured in from unknown places, chasing after Han Ming like maggots from tarsal bones, and at the same time, gold and silver heavenly thunder rolled down, all of which blasted down against Han Ming's head.

"Go!" flew out for more than ten zhang, Han Ming was sure that the thunder and lightning could not reach Xie Lingyun, and with a pinch, a blue-black villain came out of his abdomen, disappeared in a flash, and flew away into the distance.

In addition to the Spirit of Thunder Devouring, Han Ming asked himself that there were no other spiritual things related to thunder and lightning on his body, and if he wanted to talk about the things that led to thunder, it should only be the Spirit of Thunder Devouring!

Han Ming originally thought that the Heavenly Thunder should follow the Spirit of Devouring Thunder, but he didn't expect that after the Spirit of Devouring Thunder left, the power of the Heavenly Thunder was not weak but strong, not only did the range of black clouds in the sky expand for more than ten miles, but the lightning also more than doubled, and the power also increased greatly, and the powerful destructive power was almost catching up with the Great Monk.

Han Ming was slashed head-on with two thunderbolts, and was directly blasted down from the air, the molten gold body did not resist the two heavenly thunders, pale golden blood splattered out, and the skull was almost opened.

Suddenly raised his hand, threw out three excellent ancient treasures, and urged to meet the several thunderbolts that fell down next, Han Ming was spared the tragic ending of being directly killed by the heavenly thunder, but in the blink of an eye, the three valuable ancient treasures were shattered, and the three heavenly thunders bombarded down again.

Looking at the thunder and lightning in the thunderclouds, Han Ming was terrified, the current power of thunder and lightning has caught up with the attack of the Great Cultivator, it is already the limit for him to block a few paths by himself, but there are still hundreds of paths in the sky, not to mention killing him, even splitting him into ashes is more than enough!

Under such circumstances, Han Ming dared to hesitate, and hurriedly beckoned to the Thunder Devouring Spirit, allowing the Thunder Devouring Spirit to cast a thunder escape, and rushed back at a speed that was no worse than Yuan Ying's teleportation.

After carrying two more heavenly thunderbolts on his own, the Spirit of Thunder Devouring finally entered his body again and began to devour the thunder and lightning rolling down in the sky, protecting Han Ming below again.

Although the Spirit of Devouring Thunder can easily absorb these heavenly thunders, Han Ming's face is as gloomy as water, and the Spirit of Devouring Thunder also has a limit to devouring the heavenly thunder, it needs to be refined and fused, it is impossible to devour it endlessly, sooner or later there will be a moment when it cannot be swallowed, but instead of attenuating, the thunderclouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker.

Looking at the gold and silver two-color thunderbolt that had surpassed a thousand paths in the black clouds, Han Ming's heart trembled, he was already faintly suspicious, if this thunderbolt hadn't killed him, would the power continue to grow, now it was the destructive power of an ordinary great cultivator, and the power of each heavenly thunder would be equivalent to the full force of the Transformation Stage!

"How could this be, why did this happen!" Han Ming gritted his teeth and roared, his face was full of bitterness, according to this posture, I am afraid that I will be killed here by this unknown thunder and lightning today.

Looking at the gold and silver electric light that kept flickering under the black clouds from afar, Xie Lingyun was also shocked, he naturally felt the terrifying power in the thunderclouds, thousands of thunderbolts, each of which was equivalent to a blow from a great monk, this kind of thunder tribulation, under the whole world, who could carry it!

At the same time, he was also extremely shocked in his heart, his sixth junior brother was now in the thunder tribulation, although he urged the spirit eyes and couldn't see the details clearly, but he knew that Han Ming, who had been split dozens of heavenly thunders, was still struggling to support, because he heard a burst of roars.

Xie Lingyun asked himself, with his cultivation strength, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured and dying after only two or three thunderbolts in this thunderstorm, but Han Ming resisted dozens of lightning bombardments comparable to those of late-stage monks.

Although he was shocked by Han Ming's methods, he didn't know how Han Ming blocked those heavenly thunders, but Xie Lingyun also knew that there were no blindly powerful means in the world, even if Han Ming had any thunderous treasures, it was impossible to block the heavenly tribulation infinitely, under this endless heavenly thunder, sooner or later he would be exhausted, but helplessly, he could only stare at the hurry, limited by strength, he did not have any means to help Han Ming.

Carrying dozens of gold and silver thunderbolts, the black clouds in the sky suddenly overtook the middle, and the endless gold and silver thunderbolts slowly subsided.

The thunder stopped slightly, but Han Ming didn't have a trace of excitement, but completely panicked, he was under the thundercloud, and naturally clearly sensed that this thundercloud was not going to disperse, but continuing to power and escalating again.

Sure enough, countless black clouds converged from the sky, forming a huge cloud with a radius of hundreds of miles and a thickness of more than 100 zhang, which was tumbling violently, as if there was an unimaginable behemoth stirring in it.

The celestial phenomena are huge, and they can be seen clearly from more than a thousand miles away.

The black thundercloud slowly descended, like a collapsed sky, about to crush the entire heaven and earth, and a hundred feet thick gold and silver lightning flashed away, illuminating the dim world around it.

This is a giant heavenly thunder that may not be easily resisted during the Transformation Period.

Extremely frightened, Han Ming urged the Thunder Devouring Spirit, which had been stretched to the size of a human head, to levitate above his head, and suddenly opened his mouth to bite the thunder in the sky that was filled with the aura of destruction.

"Boom!", the Spirit of Thunder Devouring did not completely block this thunder, and Han Ming was blasted down from the sky.

In a huge pit that was two or three miles in circumference, his head was scattered, his arms were broken, and a large hole in his waist was broken that was transparent from front to back, and the wound was still slowly smoking, and Han Ming, who was lying in it weakly.

The power of this Heavenly Thunder is too strong, although the Spirit of Devouring Thunder has already carried more than ninety percent of its power, but it still broke through Han Ming's molten gold body, if it weren't for the Heavenly Law Robe blocking the last wave of thunder power at a critical time, he would have died dead!

The clouds in the sky continued to roll, and another giant thunderbolt with a thickness of more than 100 zhang was condensing, ready to fall at any time.

In the previous wave of attacks, the Spirit of Devouring Thunder was already nearly saturated, and it was impossible to block such a strong wave of Thunder Tribulation, if this Thunder Tribulation came down, Han Ming would definitely die. But at this critical moment, Han Ming calmed down, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

"It turns out that this thunder punishment is coming at you, if it weren't for the fact that this thunder tribulation is too powerful, and the excess thunder and lightning are all rushing towards you, I won't be able to find out, it turns out to help you prevent the disaster!" Han Ming muttered to himself, using his mana to lift slightly, holding up a spirit beast bag on his waist, and urging him violently, he was about to throw it out directly. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fandao" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~