Chapter 57: Thunderstorm

As if he had opened some shackles, the violent momentum continued to increase, and the white ice power poured out from the flesh and blood all over his body, rushing straight into the sky, and the long dark clouds were washed away, and his momentum seemed to be endless, constantly breaking through one limit after another. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Pop" There was a sudden sound of shattering in Han San's body, and then a terrifying coercion was transmitted to all around, and the space was shaken out of ripples, and around him, a series of cold knife discs swirled, cheering.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

He stepped on the void with both feet, step by step towards the top of the sky, each step of which his momentum flourished, the black hair behind his head danced wildly, wanton and arrogant, his eyes were dark and deep, just a glance into it, unable to extricate himself.

In this way, he went against the rain of blood, took advantage of the general trend of killing immortals, stepped on the corpse of the Divine Fist Ancestor, and rose step by step.

Everyone was silent, for fear of disturbing Han Li.

There was an inexplicable silence between heaven and earth, and a storm was lurking, waiting for the moment to erupt.

"Knock Knock"

Stepping on a hundred zhang high, Han Li stopped his figure, standing proudly in the void, the power of fear shocked all directions, not that he didn't want to rise, but that a hundred zhang was his limit, a terrifying coercion enveloped his body, making it difficult for him to move an inch, and ordinary people could not feel this coercion, only he could experience that feeling, as if he was carrying a thousand zhang high mountain on his back.

However, now his momentum is far more than a moment ago, the barrier of the Heavenly Chong Realm has been broken through by him, and the aura around his body is accessible, God and heaven and earth, and an inexplicable Dao Yun appears in his heart.

This was thanks to the Divine Fist Ancestor, if it weren't for him, Han Li would have to retreat for at least a few months if he wanted to break through, like now, it would be a matter of course.

The next thing is to knock on the immortal gate, spend the thunder tribulation, once passed, fade away from the mortal body, become an immortal as an ancestor, if it is not enough, it will turn into ashes, the original god does not exist, does not enter hell, cannot be reincarnated, and cannot be reborn forever.

This is the path of cultivation, whether it is cultivating the Fa along the way or cultivating martial arts against the path, it is all in the creation of heaven and earth, and in the struggle with the heavens.

This is not allowed by heaven and earth, but God has the virtue of good life, leaving a glimmer of life, which is this thunder tribulation.

Han Li looked up at the sky, where the clouds and mist were rolling, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was gathering wildly, as if something terrifying was brewing.

"Snort"

The Cold Moon Knife was inserted into the scabbard by him, and the momentum around his body exploded, instantly shaking away the blood rain within a thousand zhang, and the powerful Ice Xuan Force turned into a white mist, enveloping him.

Two rays of divine light burst out from the dark eyes, penetrating the heavens and the earth, seeing through all the vanity.

Although he learned a little bit about the Thunder Tribulation from the ancient books of the Six Gates, he had never seen others survive the Thunder Tribulation, a scattered immortal in this world who was already difficult to survive in a hundred years, and a thousand years of tribulation like him who had cultivated for less than thirty years.

The closest one should be the Heavenly Demon Ancestor breaking through to the Tianchong Realm, but the ending was also miserable enough, and he was killed by the Lord of the Xuanxin Authentic Sect with a sword before he came out.

It is false to say that you are not excited, once you break through, not to mention the strength, it is that the longevity will skyrocket, and it is easy to live for four or five hundred years if you don't fight with people, it is said that in ancient times, scattered immortals can survive for thousands of years, which is not terrifying.

The sky was already dark, and the radius of dozens of miles was covered by thick dark clouds, and the vitality was instantly rich I don't know how many times, and a depressing aura spread.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang, the sky was shocked, and a thick thunder that was a hundred feet long slashed on the earth, and in an instant, the flames were everywhere, and the terrifying power was staggering.

This thunder was like a signal, triggering a storm, dark clouds rolling, thick electric snakes swimming, and dazzling lightning pierced the sky.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Ten miles of sky, turned into a sea of thunder and lightning, purple thunder roared again and again, thunder to the sun, is one of the most powerful destructive forces between heaven and earth, this purple thunder is the best among them, even more terrifying than the nine days of thunder.

That terrifying power directly tore through the space, and Han Li's hair straightened when he saw it. Ordinary people spend the tribulation at most the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder, but when they come to him, they will become purple thunder, and they still vaguely remember that on the top of Huashan, He Zudao used purple thunder to deal with the white-robed demon fairy.

There was a wry smile on his face, surrounded by sword qi, and the rolling internal force propped up the black official robe, and the majestic momentum soared into the sky, stirring the wind and clouds.

But it's just a wry smile, no matter how terrifying the thunder tribulation is, he is confident in his strength, and he is not afraid to release all his momentum.

This kind of behavior seems to have provoked some existence, and the huge power of heaven and earth is overwhelming, and it is about to annihilate him.

In the next second, the sword intent that slashed the sky and the earth broke out of the body, directly tearing the surging oppression from the middle, domineering and incomparable, and the huge knife momentum rushed thousands of feet high, about to pierce the ten-mile sky canopy and the bright thunder sea.

"Boom boom"!

The sea of thunder swelled with terrifying waves, and the purple thunder turned into hundreds of thunder beasts that fell from the sky, opening its bloody mouth and rushing towards Han Li, rolling thunder followed, and powerful power shook the void.

"It's good to come!"

Han Li did not retreat but advanced, the Thunder Tribulation could not be avoided, and unless he died, there was nowhere to hide.

He erected his palm into a knife, and a snow-bright sword light instantly soared, full of a hundred zhang long, domineering and sharp, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light cut through the sky, directly towards the purple thunder beast.

Now that he has broken through to the Tianchong Realm, his strength can be said to have doubled, in other words, these thunderbolts before he broke through were enough for him, but now, it is not enough to see.

"Poof"

The sword light directly slashed the thunder dragon away, but the raging thunder also wiped out the sword light, and both dissipated at the same time.

"Whew"

A violent wind suddenly rolled up between heaven and earth, like a steel knife, rushing towards Han Li from all directions.

The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and the internal force rolled out, turning into a white shield the size of three zhang to block the wind in the sky.

"Roar"

There was another roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the dark clouds rolled, the sea of thunder continued to expand, and the entire sky was full of brilliant thunder and lightning snakes.

"Huh?

Everyone gasped, what a terrifying scene, the sky for dozens of miles was full of powerful and terrifying thunder and lightning, even if they were far away, their scalps were numb, for fear that they would be accidentally split into flying ashes.

In the suddenly surging thunder sea, two purple thunder dragons of a hundred zhang size flew out, and pounced towards the figure in the air again, and the terrifying electric snake wrapped around it, and the two big dragon balls did not have the slightest emotion.

"Chop"

He flew with both hands, slashing out nine sword lights in a row, and the cold and domineering sword momentum was overwhelming, turning into a cage to trap the two-day dragon, and the cold sword qi exploded. Strangling the Thunder Dragon, it took two breaths to disappear.

"Boom Boom"

In the sea of thunder, the purple thunder is endless, the vitality of the rolling heaven and earth gathers over, turning into energy, and one after another huge thunder beasts roar out, strange and strange, and even many are peerless demons that only exist in ancient times, terrifying and abnormal.

Han Li was able to deal with it easily at first. But as time went by, the thunder tribulation became more and more terrifying, and there were more and more thunder beasts, and their strength became stronger and stronger.

It would take several blades of light to wear down a thunder beast.

"Bang Bang Bang"

His sleeves flew up, his hands moved together, and instantly slashed out a dense sword light, overwhelmingly slashing towards the attacking thunder dragon, the sharp knife light pierced the sky, tearing open huge cracks, nine thunder dragons circled the sky, the dragon's mouth opened wide, and spit out thunder balls to shatter the knife light, and the huge dragon body tumbled and destroyed countless knife qi.

。。。。。。。。

Han Li stepped out suddenly, his hands rolled up with monstrous internal force, and a punch slammed into one of the thunder dragons' reverse scales, and the seven wounded fists erupted, directly shattering it, and then his right leg kicked out a half-moon-shaped sword qi, slashing a thunder dragon into the head... The sword light was vertical and horizontal, the fist prints flashed, and in a few breaths, nine terrifying thunder dragons were scattered by him and turned into rolling vitality and integrated into his body.

How could he be willing to defend, as soon as his body jumped, he turned into a flying peng, swayed upward, and soared straight into the sky.

"Boom, boom!"

Bucket-thick thunderbolts slashed at his body, directly tearing apart his body's true qi, Han Li was fearless, the cold moon came out of the sheath on his back, and slashed out a stream of sword light to scatter the thunder snake, and the rest was carried by him with his body.

"Zizizi"

His whole body was full of lightning, and his black official robe had turned into ashes, revealing his sturdy upper body, covered with hideous scars, all of which were left behind in the battle.

The smell of barbecue fills the air.

Poof

He directly raised his sword to meet the ten thousand tribulation thunders, just like the god of war, the powerful force shook the void, the cold sword light slashed the sky and the earth, and the rolling and flowing qi and blood turned into real fire, burning the void.

With a single slash, the incomparable blade cut through the sky, instantly slashing dozens of powerful thunder beasts, but the next moment, countless hideous giant beasts jumped out of the thunder sea, inexhaustible, and endless.

The blade is endless, the rolling purple thunder turns into an ocean and drowns him, the electric snake is crisscrossed, and the thunder dragon roars, this power is enough to kill him.

Han Li's eyes were full of fighting intent, and the sword domain was released, and within a radius of five hundred zhang was his heaven and earth, and everything turned into an incomparable sword light, resisting the terrifying sea of thunder and lightning.

His thousand-foot-high blade turned into a groundbreaking blade, slashing towards the sea of thunder, countless sword qi erupted with great power, hundreds of thunder beasts were slashed, and the incomparable blades stretched out, tearing the rolling thunder open a huge crack.

And he flew out of the crack, and stayed above the thunder sea with a long knife.

Above his head, countless thunderbolts crisscrossed and began to brew the next wave of offensives.