The clouds rolled in the air, lightning and thunder, endless thunder snakes swirled around the clouds, and the terrifying spiritual pressure shook the nine heavens, spreading all over the radius.

At this time, there was a dull sound from the clouds, as if the sky was roaring, a dark yellow color permeated the air, and the mighty earth attribute aura was tumbling and galloping.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, three hundred and twenty-seven earth dragons appeared in the air, each heavenly thunder flashed with a yellow halo, and a heavy momentum like the earth suddenly appeared.

The void was filled with majestic and heavy pressure, as if the mountains were toppling, Mount Tai was overwhelming, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a rich yellow color.

"Thunder of the Earth!"

Twenty-seven heavenly thunderbolts fell on the Eight Desolation Sword, and the Eight Desolate Sword let out a clear sound, the aura collapsed, and the runes flickered; the heavenly thunder rolled, bombarding Yuan Ying, and the eight-colored armor around Yuan Ying was faintly shaking, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.

Falling on Wang An's body, the silver light on his body flickered, emitting a dull echo like a drum, and a terrifying force like a mountain crushed the bones around him with a rattling sound.

After absorbing this wave of heavenly thunder, the momentum on Wang An's body skyrocketed again, and the Eight Desolation Sword turned around at this moment, turning into a three-inch size and falling into Yuan Ying's hands, and the light converged.

Wang An'an moved, and the whole person seemed to be a cannon chamber out of the chamber rushing into the sky, directly side by side with Yuan Ying.

The power of the void's thunder still lingered, but once again there was a mighty heavenly power in the clouds.

The void was covered with green, countless cyan winds were whistling, and thirty-six heavenly thunderbolts suddenly appeared in the air, each of which carried a mighty coercion and majestic vitality.

"Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, Aoki's Thunder!"

The Yuanying Monk crosses the tribulation, which is basically the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and only by withstanding the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation can he achieve the body of the Yuanying.

When the mighty Aoki Thunder fell, Wang An jumped and instantly broke most of the Heavenly Thunder, and the rest fell on the Yuan Ying and the Eight Desolation Sword.

After the Aoki Thunder fell, the clouds rolled again, and there seemed to be the sound of waves whistling in the clouds, and strange aura was tumbling and surging in the air.

"Boom!"

The next moment, forty-five heavenly thunders appeared in the air in the blink of an eye, each of which flashed bright blue, blue like a dream, and vaguely seemed to have a vast sea surging in the thunder.

"Thunder of Kanshui!"

A dark blue curtain of water, with a deafening roar, fell on Wang An with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Every drop of water seemed to contain the power of ten thousand jun, and the power of the law was pervasive, bombarding Wang An's body, the runes around him collapsed, and the silver mangs were instantly washed away by the majestic water.

The water fell on his body, his skin exploded, and he was covered with bruises.

Five or nine heavenly thunders, the thunder of Kanshui seemed to have changed by leaps and bounds, and its power doubled in an instant, and it instantly defeated the defense of Wang An's ancestral witch Chaos Jue.

Wang An roared angrily, and a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted from his body again, and the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique operated again, and the majestic blood qi rose to the sky;

"Whew!"

There was a sound of wind in the tumbling clouds, and a cyan wind began to blow in the air, and the laws in this wind were pervasive, frantically absorbing the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and each wisp of wind contained terrifying thunder power.

A powerful aura that destroyed the world suddenly appeared, and the heavens and the earth changed color!

For a time, the heavens and the earth were a vast blue, thousands of miles of blue sky, and the green light reflected the nine heavens, and the whirlwind tribulation clouds surged, and a terrifying aura that made people's hearts beat burst out!

"Thunder of the Wind!"

With the roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, fifty-four cyan thunderbolts appeared in the air, and the wind raged, overwhelming the world.

"Hey, fifty-nine heavenly thunder! If I'm not mistaken, our Tianquan Island will be able to usher in the sixty-nine heavenly tribulation when we cross the infant tribulation, and it seems that we can only leave our children. ”

Shangguan Haotian, who was suspended on the surface of the sea, trembled all over his body at this time, his aura surged, and his face was flushed with excitement.

"I really can't imagine that the Eight Spirit Roots can actually attract six or nine heavenly tribulations, what a demonic talent this talent must be!" Gu Ruochen looked at Wang An, and there was a faint look of envy in his eyes.

Turning his head to take a look, Xiao Ruoli, whose pretty face was flushed, clenched his fists, and didn't dare to make a sound, showed a hint of relief on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder of Xunfeng rumbled down on Wang An.

The heavens and the earth were blue, if a thousand knives were cut, the silver was instantly defeated, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The body was covered with green thunder, and the power of the terrifying law was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, lingering.

The thunder fell on Yuan Ying, Yuan Ying's little face tightened, and he pinched up mysterious magic tricks one by one to protect his body.

The terrifying power of thunder fell on the island, and the island shook, and the earth cracked, and the ravines crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the sea poured in, and the earth springs to the sky.

The thunder of the wind was terrifying, and under one blow, this island, which had been baptized by the power of thunder, almost instantaneously collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea.

By the time the thunder of Xunfeng disappeared, Wang An had already become a bloody man, and the aura on Yuan Ying's body was faintly fluctuating.

The clouds were already rolling, and a strange cold force suddenly appeared. The snow dances, and in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth seem to have entered a cold winter.

In the surging clouds, in the blink of an eye, sixty-three white heavenly thunderbolts appeared, each as thick as a bowl, terrifying and abnormal, and everywhere they went, the void shattered.

"Ice Thunder!"

The first kind of thunder and wind thunder can already destroy the heavens and the earth, and when the thunder of the Xuan Ice appears, the heavens and the earth seem to be sealed in dust, and the power of the terrifying avenue is like a substance.

Wang An swept it with his divine sense, and there was a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness, and his divine sense was frozen in an instant.

The thunder in the sky fell on Wang An, and he didn't even have time to let out a miserable scream, and instantly turned into a lifelike statue. Yuan Ying was also frozen at this moment, and there was a faint trace of hideous color on his little face, which seemed to be very painful.

"Boom!"

The thunder fell on the island, the island was suddenly covered with hoarfrost, the terrifying power fell on the island, and the island was finally divided into two, flying sand and rocks, and the coercion of the rolling heaven and earth permeated the heaven and the earth.

Wang An's whole person seemed to fall into the sea with a plop, and the sea water instantly solidified.

"No, brother!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ruo's eyes were torn apart, like a cuckoo crying blood, and after making a call, his body was about to shoot towards the place where Wang An was.

"Stop!"

Shangguan Haotian's expression changed, and a majestic spiritual pressure came out of his body. Xiao Ruoli froze away from his body, and was imprisoned in the void alive.

"Lili, you don't have to worry, Wang An's nephew is not dead!" Gu Ruochen, who was on the side, said in a surprising voice.

"Not dead, how can you look at it, he has become an ice sculpture......"

As soon as Xiao Ruoli's words fell, he saw the sea where Wang An fell, the sea water was tumbling violently as if it was boiling, and a mighty breath pierced through the nine heavens. ()

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