The Eyelid Beast, which was constantly bombarding the large array, suddenly made a commotion, and in the falling thunder abyss, which was originally a flash of thunder, something suddenly changed, and the surrounding thunder suddenly faded, but it became a vacuum after a few breaths, and above the head, there was a huge thunder vortex that quickly appeared. Bubble book. Bar*

The riot was only for a moment, and the Eyelid Beasts that had been active in the thunder light all their lives would not have been much slower than dialects, not to mention that they had also experienced a similar scene, and soon they sensed that this was the breath of the Heavenly Tribulation, and when many demon beasts crossed the Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation movement was even greater than this, and after a pause for a moment, they stopped paying attention to it, and the chaotic bombardment began again.

The whirlpool above his head was still condensing, and occasionally a few Eyelid Beasts sensed that something was wrong, and they were quickly infected by the excitement of many of their companions around them who saw the fading power of the formation, and rejoined the bombardment ranks.

With a bang, another layer of defense in the large array was blown away, and many of the Eyelid Beasts were even more excited and inexplicable, and they didn't pay attention to the thunder vortex above their heads, and suddenly, a figure flashed out, sensing this breath, and many Eyelid Beasts paused slightly, and then they were happy, sensing the breath of will on Fang Yan's body that made them hate, and when they blocked it, they turned the head of the gun, and the many bombardments that went towards the large array instantly changed to the figure that had just been revealed.

"I don't know whether I live or die, but I want to see if I can really be so arrogant in the midst of the distraction. The figure that flashed out was naturally a dialect, and with this cold snort, there was a shocking fluctuation, and the distraction of dialects finally fell.

In an instant, the Eyed Beasts finally realized that the power of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation was different from what they had previously thought, and the thousands of thunder lights that flashed in the void space were a hundred times more powerful than the thunder lights in the original Falling Thunder Abyss, where was the power that a Yuan Infant Cultivator's Distraction Tribulation should have.

Taiyu Daoist was sitting quietly and cross-legged, and suddenly noticed that there was a change in the surrounding thunder light, and the power that he sensed before seemed to have suddenly decreased by a few points, and he didn't know why Taiyu Daoist opened his eyes and saw that several of his junior disciples were the same as himself, and a little puzzled look appeared on his face, and then he turned around and looked towards his senior uncle Sword Star Daoist.

Before the rest of the people could speak, they saw the Sword Star Daoist suddenly get up, staring intently at the depths of the falling thunder abyss in the distance, and with the gaze of the Sword Star Dao people, they could vaguely see the thunder in the sky converging like water, flowing in one direction, and this direction was clearly the direction in which their group had been flying away before.

Could it be that it is the senior brother of the dialect? An unbelievable thought surged in the heart of Taiyu Dao's heart, although he has not experienced the distraction tribulation, but he has also seen the distraction tribulation of the same senior brother more than once over the years, it seems that no senior brother has such a movement when he survives the tribulation, but for some reason, at the moment when the thought flashed, Taiyu Daoist decided that his unreasonable guess was the truth.

"Senior Uncle Sword Star, Senior Brother Dialect?" Taiyu Daoist immediately let out a questioning voice.

"The tongues are starting to get away, go, follow me. The Sword Star Daoist said in a deep voice, and then waved his hand to roll up a few people, and didn't care about the formation, he flew out directly, and followed the direction of the thunder flow, and the Long Xian Daoist also fled behind the Sword Star Daoist.

As he continued to go deeper, the expression on the face of the Sword Star Daoist became more and more solemn, and he had just received a message from the dialect saying that he was going to survive the catastrophe, but at the same time, the dialect also came to ask the Sword Star Daoist and the senior brothers not to observe.

When I received the dialect message before, the Sword Star Dao people heard that the dialect wanted to deal with the demon beast alone, and they didn't have much thought, but at this time, they heard the dialect ask for it, but they sensed that something was wrong, and let the same door observe and understand when they spent the tribulation, this is the tradition, it was easy to say before the tribulation, and now it has begun to surround the tribulation, if something doesn't happen, the dialect will never make this kind of request.

Now there is such a change in the thunder light of the Falling Thunder Abyss, which makes the Sword Star Dao people realize that something is wrong, but the tone of the dialect does not seem to be because of the catastrophe itself, could it be that the demon beast that the dialect encountered makes him think that even he, a distracted mid-stage monk, cannot deal with it? A guess flashed in the heart of the Sword Star Dao people, it is not that there is no such existence in the Falling Thunder Abyss, but if this is the case, how can a Yuan Ying descendant of the dialect be able to confront each other for so long, for a while, the Sword Star Dao people can't figure out what happened to the dialect.

But after a while, the Sword Star Daoist knew why Fang Yan had the previous decision, he stood in front of a thunder light vortex, and without much discernment, the Sword Star Dao Man sensed the aura of the distraction tribulation, obviously this is the place where the dialect is tribulated, and the dialect is distracting the tribulation in front of him.

Dozens of zhang further on, he was about to be sensed by the aura of the distraction catastrophe, and the Sword Star Daoist led the juniors to stop his figure, and without him speaking, several Yuanying Great Perfection cultivators of the Taiyu Dao had already paid attention to the thunder light shining in front of them.

A moment later, a situation that surprised everyone appeared, and the area in front of them was surrounded by a huge thunder vortex, among which the fluttering edges flew out one by one, and it was the Sword Star Dao Man, the distraction mid-stage great cultivator, who also had a shocked look on his face, not to mention a few Yuan Ying disciples and the Long Xian Dao people in the early stage of distraction, seeing so many Eye Beasts, the Sword Star Dao people immediately knew where Fang Yan's worries were.

It was actually a Seeken Beast, or a group of Eyelid Beasts, but in a moment, there were already nearly a hundred scarred Eyelid Beasts coming out of under the thunder light vortex, how many Eyelids had been provoked by the dialect, and how could the dialect not fall under the siege of so many seventh-order demon beasts, and at this moment, what was happening in the thunder light, that is, the distraction catastrophe, how could so many seventh-order demon beasts become so embarrassed now.

Several people didn't even have the heart to pay attention to the Great Tribulation itself, they were all stunned by this sudden change, only the Sword Star Daoist, a distracted mid-stage monk, could vaguely see the scene in the Great Tribulation, but he could only see approximately, according to his own experience, he could tell that what had just fallen was the first Thunder Tribulation, but he couldn't see what the dialect was like.

"A few of you once again comprehend the aura of the Great Tribulation, Long Xian, you protect a few juniors and disciples thoroughly, don't provoke the Eyelid Beast, don't avoid it in order to exit, I'll go back as soon as I go." The Sword Star Daoist explained to several juniors.

A few people just responded, and before the Sword Star Daoist could move, they heard a loud voice coming out of the dialect: "Sword Star senior, don't worry about me, just help me sweep the formation outside." ”

After a word came out, no sound came out of the dialect, and the Sword Star Daoist did not reply to ask, now the dialect is obviously at a critical time to survive, any little distraction may have a great impact, since the dialect shows that he is okay at the moment, and he is still full of confidence, the Sword Star Daoist will not go in again, but as the dialect requests, he will scan the surroundings and sweep the formation for him.

As for the Taiyu Daoren, after hearing the words of the dialect, the few Yuanying Dzogchen monks have long since lost their previous shock, it seems that whatever the dialect does, they can accept it with peace of mind, but while admiring the strength of the senior brother of the dialect, they also realize their own shortcomings, and immediately no longer distract others, and instantly cast their eyes and divine consciousness into the faint catastrophe, looking at the flickering thunder, a lot of mystical insights flashed in their hearts, but how to gain it, only the individual knows.

As time passed, the shocked look on the faces of the Sword Star Dao people who swept the formation became more and more surprised, they had reached the third tribulation breath, and they still couldn't see the shape of the dialect, the only thing that was certain was that the dialect must be fine, otherwise the catastrophe should have stopped, what surprised the Sword Star Dao people was that there were still Jianhua beasts that kept flying away, and their strength was even getting stronger and stronger, one of them had already reached the threshold of the eighth order, and the cultivation of the words that crossed the eighth order could be compared with him, a great monk in the middle stage of distraction, but this Jianhua beast, which was only one step away from the eighth order, escaped like a lost dog, where is there still a little bit of the prestige of the Jianhua beast。

"Seniors, don't you look down on these eyelid beasts? spare them this time, and they will also hate us. Suddenly, the voice of the tongue sounded again.

"Haha, good boy, you actually taught me a lesson, but this time it was really my negligence, come to me. Hearing Fang Yan's slightly questioning words, the Sword Star Daoist paused slightly, then laughed, and in an instant, a sword light slashed towards the Eyelid Beast that he had just discovered and was about to step into the Eighth Order but was seriously injured.

(I don't think it's chapter 800, no matter what, it's time to celebrate, thank you to every Taoist friend who supports Baisha, thank you)