"Hehe, it's very simple, just stand in place and wait for the primordial thunder to strike you, you can do it"

Han Yan Ancestor's words suddenly made Fang Shaoyuan stunned for a moment, and then he pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a reluctant smile: "Okay, Old Ancestor, don't be kidding, time is very tight now, hurry up and tell me what to do!"

The Han Ancestor looked straight and said to Fang Shaoyuan: "Fang boy, the ancestor is not joking, there is no secret to dealing with that primordial thunder at all, there is only one way to die!"

"Death!" Fang Shaoyuan couldn't help but exclaim, his face turned pale instantly, "Ancestor, I just said that now is not the time to laugh, hurry up, quickly tell me the secret method of staring at the primordial thunder!"

Han Yan Ancestor shook his head: "Fang boy, didn't this ancestor say it, there is no secret method, if there is really any secret method, do you think Ju Mang can still keep the primordial thunder?"

Fang Shaoyuan was stunned for a moment, and then, he looked at the Han Yan Ancestor with some despair, and then stopped speaking.

Indeed, according to what the Han Ancestor said before, the primordial thunder was difficult for even the so-called saints to deal with, except for the thunder god of the primeval period when he relied on the chaos thunder pool to barely suppress it.

Of course, the one in Jumang's hand is just a wisp, if the sage makes a move, the complete primordial thunder can't be done, and this is just a wisp is no problem.

It's just that this wisp of primordial thunder is simply chicken ribs for the saint, and it is not of much help to the saint, in order to get this wisp of primordial thunder, he has to risk bullying the weak title, and none of those saints want to do such a shameful thing.

And under the saints, those powers of the Mixed Yuan Realm were powerless against a wisp of primordial thunder, which allowed Jumang to preserve this wisp of primordial thunder.

Now, this sentence can rely on the special innate Yimu qi that can be said to be unique in heaven and earth and is not afraid of the primordial qi contained in the primordial thunder, but this does not mean that he Fang Shaoyuan can also do it, even if he once took the Fusang fruit.

"Oh, by the way, Fang boy, this ancestor forgot to say, although this sentence Mang relied on his special ability to withstand the erosion of the primordial qi and refine this wisp of primordial thunder into an innate treasure, but he still can't carry this treasure with him for a long time, after all, in that case, the burden on him is very great, so he has to pin this primordial thunder in chaos. ”

"That's why it took him so long to brew before he could summon this primordial thunder. ”

As soon as he heard this, Fang Shaoyuan, who was already a little desperate, now felt even more that his heart had been kicked hard, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

At this time, Fang Shaoyuan really wanted to scold his mother, this primordial thunder was already very powerful in his mind, but he didn't expect that even Jumang, as its owner, would not dare to carry it with him, which didn't even show the horror of the primordial thunder.

However, the so-called debts are not worried, lice are not itchy, but how powerful and terrifying this primordial thunder is, anyway, it makes no difference to people like him who have not even reached Da Luo Jinxian, and the result of being split by it is only one word, death.

It's just that after knowing what kind of outcome he was facing, Fang Shaoyuan was no longer panicked, and his heart seemed extremely calm.

Facing death, Fang Shaoyuan had more of a thought in his heart, that is, why the Han Ancestor wanted to harm him, and it was so inexplicable, even if they sometimes quarreled with each other, but it was just a joke, and there was no malice and hostility, not to mention that as the Han Ancestor said, in the many dangers that Fang Shaoyuan faced before, the Han Ancestor also spared no effort to help.

So, what did the Han Ancestor suddenly want to use the hand of Jumang to harm him?

"Hey, Fang boy, that primordial thunder should be coming, Ancestor, I'll withdraw first!" As he spoke, the Han Claw Ancestor ran away in a puff of smoke, and suddenly got into the God-Breaking Nether Sword.

"Phantom Fairy, the primordial thunder is coming, please borrow the precious treasure to hide!" As he spoke, the Han Mantis Ancestor actually harnessed the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword and stuck it on the Netherworld Sword.

What surprised Fang Shaoyuan the most, Xiao You, who had always dealt with the Han Ancestor on weekdays, didn't know what medicine went wrong this time, although he didn't say a word, but the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword really slowly merged into the Netherworld Sword, and finally disappeared!

"Hey, don't go!" Fang Shaoyuan shouted a few words with a bitter face, but unfortunately he didn't respond.

Originally, Fang Shaoyuan still thought that the Cold Turtle Ancestor might just be tricking him, and he would help when the True Primal Thunder came, but now it seems that this Frost Ancestor actually ran away by himself, and also hid in the Heavenly Treasure Netherworld Sword, which clearly showed that he was afraid of the Primordial Thunder.

You must know that the ancestor of the cold mantis is a self-proclaimed spirit of ten thousand treasures, and the thunder of the primordial is not exactly the original thunder of the primordial, but it has been refined into an innate treasure by the sentence, according to what the ancestor of the cold mantis said, there is no magic weapon in the world that he cannot control, since this is the case, why didn't the ancestor of the cold mantis take this opportunity to take the thunder of the primordial.

Therefore, it seems that the Han Ancestor is really unwilling to face the Primordial Thunder.

Oh, forget it, let's die, no one has died in life since ancient times, not to mention that he was actually a dead man back then, but it was only by chance that he had today's achievements.

It's a pity that he can't continue to move forward on this path of cultivation, at this time, I don't know why, Mo Xiyun's figure appeared in front of Fang Shaoyuan's eyes, and then another shadow appeared, it was Zhou Ziying.

In a trance, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure on the top of his head, and when he looked up, black clouds were rolling, and a silver-gray light seemed to flash in front of his eyes, and then his body suddenly shook, as if something had penetrated into his body.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of crazy laughter came from not far away, Fang Shaoyuan looked fixedly, but it was where the sentence was dancing, like a crazy laugh, and the gaze that looked at him had an indescribable pleasure.

At this time, Fang Shaoyuan seemed to realize something, and looked down at his body, but found that his body didn't know when it actually showed a gray color.

Immediately, Fang Shaoyuan felt a sense of weakness in himself, as if his body was gradually weakening, not only physically, but also in his soul, as if he was constantly aging.

This is the corrosive power of the primordial qi, with his current cultivation, he can't even delay for a moment and a half, and he really deserves to be a powerful treasure that even a saint has a headache.

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!" Fang Shaoyuan blinked weakly, looking at the manic appearance of excitement on his face, and muttered to himself.

The picture in front of him became more and more blurry, Fang Shaoyuan felt that the strength around his body had basically dissipated, as if the whole person had been evacuated, and finally his eyes suddenly darkened, and Fang Shaoyuan lost consciousness all of a sudden.