The body-destroying thunder light is still falling, and the thunder ball wrapped outside the dialect is already dozens of zhang in size, the thunder light is like water, just by looking at it, you can perceive the power that is almost destroying the world, and countless demon beasts gathered around are pouring out a burst of fear from the bottom of their hearts, looking at the thunder ball is even more greedy, the existence of such a cultivation encounters the baptism of thunder light, if you can take advantage of the moment of weakness to get a piece of flesh and blood essence, wouldn't it be a great benefit.

Suddenly, all the demon beasts suddenly turned around and looked in one direction, there was a crescent-shaped lake, and a cold breath was pressed in an instant, which showed the coldness, just for a moment, there were no less than hundreds of demon beasts that were originally surrounded by thunderclouds, scattered and fled like chickens and dogs, and many of them directly entered the thunderbolt light, and they were gray in an instant, leaving no trace.

In the blink of an eye, there was no demon beast gathered outside the thunderclouds, the dialect in the thunder light did not notice these, at this moment the dialect was surprised by the thunder light that kept gathering around, the origin of the thunder contained in it far exceeded the time when he broke through the middle of the Yuan Infant by more than a hundred times, at the beginning, Hu Dao people just said that the Xuan Lan Domain Distraction Tribulation was far more than the Xiuzhen Realm, at this moment, Fang Yan knew that he had been ignoring it, the power is not only the Distraction Tribulation, but the Yuan Infant Breakthrough is also much more difficult than the Xiuzhen Realm, what Fang Yan didn't know was that the body destroying thunder light he encountered was not only higher than the Xiuzhen Realm, even if it was the Xuanlan DomainThis level of body-destroying lightning is also extremely rare.

Sensing the first wave of extinguishing thunder contained in the dozens of wisps of thunder origin breath, the dialect urged the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body, the body flashed, and rushed towards the origin of these thunders, every time he came to the front, the mouth inhaled, and there was a thunder light into the belly of the dialect, and after a short time, all the sensed thunder origin was swallowed up, and then looked at the surrounding thunder, the momentum was the same as before, but the dialect that was extremely sensitive to the thunder light had already known that these thunder lights were not just an empty shell, but they looked fierce, but in fact, they couldn't hurt themselves much, and they only needed to consume a little mana。

After a while, only a faint phantom remained, but the body-destroying thunder was far from over, and the body-destroying thunder light was temporarily slowing down, and the next wave of bombardment was brewing.

After a few breaths, Fang Yan sensed that something was wrong, the thunder light that should have fallen had not yet fallen, originally there was this respite, Fang Yan should be happy, at this time Fang Yan looked up at the top of his head, his expression was solemn, and he inhaled dozens of wisps of thunder in his body, but he did not fully integrate into the Yuan Infant, at this moment, the Yuan Infant in the body was still trying his best to collect it with the assistance of the five-colored spirit line, but it would take a while to fully integrate, if it was still the thunder light that fell before, although Fang Yan would be more and more difficult, but he was also very confident that he could take it。

But the situation in front of him is different from the dialect expectation, the thundercloud at this moment is still shrinking, and the power momentum is constantly growing, this should be the scene that will only appear at the last moment of the body-destroying thunder, and it will actually appear in the second round, the body-destroying thunder, Seeing this kind of heavenly tribulation, the number of heavenly tribulations of the distraction tribulation is different from person to person, and everyone is different when they break through, but the dialect encounters an extremely rare one, seeing this kind of scene, the dialect can perceive that all the remaining power in the thundercloud is concentrated in the second round, and it must be a shocking blow when it falls, far from being comparable to the first round that he has just encountered.

Fang Yan's expression was solemn, but he did not lose his sense of proportion, so the body of thunder, although the threat is great, the danger is also great, but it is accompanied by a great opportunity, his body will be condensed a hundred times the baptism of thunder from the inside out, as long as he takes this bombardment blow, the body alone has countless benefits, even if the Sanskrit body forging technique is not cultivated to the highest level, his physical body can also be greatly improved, if he can collect the origin of the thunder in it, he does not know how much more sure he will receive the thunder in the future.

Everything is based on the premise that he can take the body-destroying thunder light that is about to fall, while urging the five-colored spiritual thread in the dantian to carry the origin of the thunder into the Yuanying, the mana in his hand surged, and dozens of five-element spiritual thunders were condensed in an instant, and then with a backhand turn, a jade bottle containing the ancient spring spiritual liquid appeared in Fang Yan's hand.

Since leaving the Blue Star, the ancient spring spiritual liquid has saved Fang Yan in danger more than once, and now only five drops have been left, Fang Yan attaches great importance to his remaining five drops of ancient spring spiritual liquid, not that Fang Yan doesn't want to buy some spiritual objects that can quickly replenish mana in the Canglan City, but it is just like the ancient spring spiritual liquid, which can quickly replenish mana, even in the Xuanlan Domain, it is a priceless thing, not that it is not as good as the cultivation realm here, but there are more monks here, if someone gets this kind of thing, they will definitely not be sold in the bazaar, and it is extremely rare in the auction, at least Fang Yan did not buy a little, but some pills can also replenish mana, but it takes two hours, and it is difficult to play a role at the moment.

But at this moment, Fang Yan swallowed four drops without hesitation, leaving only one drop as a life-saving use after the thunder was over, maybe the last drop would not wait for that time, and Fang Yan did not dare to underestimate the blow that was about to fall on the top of his head.

The effect of the ancient spring spiritual liquid was undiminished, and in an instant, the mana of the dialect was rapidly restored to sixty percent, and at this moment, a loud noise came out from the churning dark clouds, and a thunderbolt immediately flashed and fell straight towards the dialect.

Sword shape?A shocked color flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, this thunder light actually condensed out of the body, between a thunder light of hundreds of zhang, Fang Yan could even see the flickering decorative patterns on the sword body, it was not surprising that the thunder light transformed into the shape of a sword, but those were just fleeting, but this thunder light condensed the body and slashed straight towards Fang Yan, which also contained this incomparable sword qi, this bombardment has far exceeded the power of the normal breakthrough of the middle Yuan Infant body extinguishing thunder light.

It is true that he has the origin of thunder and can control and affect the thunder light, but this thunder light dialect can't be as close as before, otherwise a face will be seriously injured, Fang Yan shook his hand, and dozens of five-element spiritual thunder in his hand lined up into a long dragon to face the sword-shaped thunder light and bombarded it, only to hear the rumbling sound coming out one after another, Fang Yan's eyes glared, and his dozens of spiritual thunder couldn't delay this sword-shaped thunder light for a moment, except that its body shrank slightly by one-tenth or two, and its speed did not decrease at all, and it still slashed towards itself.

"Kill. Fang Yan shouted again, and the Great Wu Sword Array, which had already hovered beside Fang Yan, burst out with an equally amazing sword light, heading towards the sword-shaped thunder light that was less than dozens of zhang away from him.

The sword light of the Great Wu Sword Array is amazing, and the power is huge, but Fang Yan knows that his sword light is difficult to compete with the thunder light, just looking at the power of the Five Elements Spirit Thunder that is not lower than that of the Great Wu Sword Array, dozens of them can only lose one-twelfth of them, even if he urges the Great Wu Sword Array, he can only delay for a moment to buy a little time for himself.

Sure enough, within a tenth of a breath, the sword light generated by the Dawu Sword Array, close to the blow of the top-grade spiritual weapon, was blown away in front of the sword-shaped thunder light, and without thinking, the dialect directly urged the body of the one hundred and eight flying swords to continue to meet it, if it couldn't catch the thunder light, what was the use of the magic weapon.

The Great Wu Sword Array is extremely powerful, but in addition to the Qingyun Giant Sword, many thunder swords are just the best treasure level, how can they block such a powerful thunder light, and the sound of boom bang is remembered again, but it is one hundred and eight flying swords that have been blasted into powder one after another, and when they return to Fang Yan's hands, except for one Qingyun Giant Sword, the remaining one hundred and seven Thunder Swords have long been gone.

Fang Yan has always practiced the Dawu Sword Array as a natal magic weapon, and the loss of one or two may not have a big impact, but at this moment, he suddenly lost more than a hundred stalks, Rao is the best treasure, and Fang Yan has also suffered a lot of damage, his throat is sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurts out, among which there is a drop of natal essence blood essence shining.

If it was usual, Fang Yan would definitely not lose a drop of natal essence blood so easily, even if it was spurted out, it would definitely be put away first and then refined, but at this moment, Fang Yan didn't even look at it, the thunder light had already bombarded Fang Yan's body, but Fang Yan's expression moved slightly, revealing a hint of joy.

"Finally found, kill. With a loud shout of dialect, the thunderous spirit armor was urged to the extreme, and he personally met the powerful sword-shaped thunder light?

Suicide?Five Elements Spirit Thunder, the thunder light that the Great Wu Sword Array can't match, does Fang Yan want to resist with a low-grade spirit weapon? Of course not, many of the previous methods were for this moment.

I saw that the sword-shaped thunder light that was supposed to kill Fang Yan's body suddenly had a slight deviation, and swept Fang Yan's body and slashed over, such a powerful thunder light, even if it rubbed to the side, it was a great thing, and in an instant, several huge wounds appeared on Fang Yan's body, and Fang Yan immediately became a bloody man.

It's just that the joy on Fang Yan's face is even better, as if he is not injured at all.

"Come out for me. ”

Fang Yan shouted again, and the Fang Yan who urged the Sanskrit Technique to the extreme actually pasted it towards the thunder light, and suddenly, Fang Yan punched out, breaking through the thunder light and sinking straight in, and after an instant, Fang Yan's arm was withdrawn, but he saw that the flesh and blood of his right hand were lost, and only the white bones of Sen Sen were still clenched into fists, which was very terrifying.

The sword-shaped thunder light that had just swept through the dialect suddenly went crazy, suddenly dispersed the sword shape, and transformed into countless small swords about a foot long towards the dialect cage, and in an instant, the dialect was wrapped, and the thunder light small sword shuttled back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder spirit armor appeared on the dialect's body and cracked the Dao Dao, and criss-crossing scars appeared on the body, revealing the slightest trace of white bones in more than one place.

"Hmph, without the origin of thunder, see how long you can go unpunished. Fang Yan snorted coldly, ignoring these thunder damages, urging the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body with all his might, trying his best to restore his damaged body, flesh and blood were quickly born on the white bones, but they were destroyed again after an instant, and so on, only one right arm never saw the flesh and blood growing, but the bones were also exposed at the lower arm.

After all, the thunder light of the body extinguishing faded, except for the right hand that has never recovered, there is no more revealing place on the dialect's body, but the breath of the dialect is very weak, obviously this hard resistance to the thunder light of the body extinguishing body has caused him a great loss, and now the top priority is to return to the retreat place to cultivate immediately.

Just as he was about to urge the dialect to retreat to the depths of the earth, a voice suddenly came from his divine consciousness: "Leave the origin of thunder behind." ”