After nine days and nine nights, the light that enveloped Yuan Ming slowly dissipated. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info slowly opened his eyes, and Yuan Ming was very happy in his heart. I didn't expect that after a lot of hard work, the mana in my body had reached the peak of the second turn, and Dao Xing had also achieved the Heavenly Immortal, which was really an unexpected joy!

Seeing that Huang Linglong was still in retreat and cultivating, Yuan Ming took out the Nine Dragon Sticks of the Acquired Supreme Treasure and began to wave them excitedly. The whole body of the Nine Dragons Stick is made of pure gold, and the surface is constantly flashing with cash yellow streamers. It weighs 18,000 catties, can be large or small, and the wind and thunder can be faintly heard when shaking. It's just that this stick seems to have just been made, and there is not a trace of scratches on the surface. It seems that the prince of the dragon clan fell into Yuan Ming's hands before he had time to refine.

Constantly waving the stick around, Yuan Ming felt very handy. As soon as he thought of the Lingbao he was attacking from afar, including the mid-grade Innate Lingbao Yunxiao Sword, and the Nine Dragons Stick in close combat, Yuan Ming felt very proud in his heart! Although the acquired treasure was also very rare, it would at least not bring Yuan Ming a coveted killing disaster.

When I think of my own primordial god, I have already achieved a heavenly immortal. Although he still doesn't have the slightest clue about how to complete the three turns. But Yuan Ming couldn't help but let go of the distraction and began to practice the art of the sword! I saw that the distraction was like a doppelganger at this time, and there was no difference between it and Yuan Ming's body. Gently stepping on the flying sword, Yuan Ming kept shuttling back and forth in the sky.

Suddenly, Yuan Ming felt that there was an incomparably huge coercion in the sky. When he couldn't help but look up, he was immediately stunned. I saw that at this time, the wind was surging, and the nine-colored tribulation clouds were constantly gathering in the sky! What the hell is going on? Who is going to cross the tribulation here? Suddenly, Yuan Ming's primordial spirit sensed in the darkness that the nine-colored calamity clouds in the sky seemed to be coming at him!

Huge lightning bolts continued to appear in the clouds. A huge heavenly thunder was also in the Phoenix Palace, constantly resounding and reverberating. The incomparably huge coercion even made Yuan Ming a little breathless. Just when he was at a loss, Huang Linglong's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Little Liuzi, what are you still doing there? Hurry up and fly out of the Phoenix Palace and find a place where no one is around! Do you want to make the Heavenly Tribulation even more powerful and kill everyone here?"

Damn! Is it really the little master's tribulation? Yuan Ming knows how powerful the heavenly tribulation is. If the more people appear in the range of the Tribulation Cloud during the Tribulation, the power of the Tribulation will be doubled. When I think of the entire Phoenix Palace, there are at least millions of people. If you don't leave, wouldn't the power of the Heavenly Tribulation be hundreds of times higher?

Yuan Ming hurriedly withdrew his distraction, stepped on the Sky Sword, and flew towards the outside of the Phoenix Palace, an empty and empty mountain. Huang Linglong was very worried about Yuan Ming, and also followed behind him. But she didn't dare, she broke into the range shrouded by the clouds, and could only look at Yuan Ming from afar. It's just that now he seems to be busy, constantly busy with something.

"Little Liuzi, what are you doing? The catastrophe is about to fall, why haven't you prepared for the tribulation wholeheartedly?"

Yuan Ming said indifferently while filling his surroundings with all kinds of swords, guns, swords, and sticks.

"Don't worry, I'm installing a lightning rod? With it, the thunder will be diverted and then split to the ......ground."

It's just that Yuan Ming's words haven't finished before he sees Huang Linglong scolding extremely angrily.

"Little Liuzi, are you an idiot? Every heavenly thunder gathers the will of heaven and earth! Every thunder and lightning is the personal envoy of the heavenly dao! Do you think those heavenly thunders can be deceived by you? Can those heavenly thunders descended by the heavenly way still be led away by you? You are simply stupid to death!"

Just when Huang Linglong was about to say something, a bolt of lightning the thickness of a bucket instantly slashed at Yuan Ming's body. Looking at the lightning bolts, he simply ignored the lightning rods he had placed. Yuan Ming was caught off guard and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Feeling the thunder in his body, constantly destroying his vitality, Yuan Ming couldn't help but scold.

"Damn! How can this be? This, this is not scientific?"

Looking at the second and third heavenly thunders, he didn't give Yuan Ming the slightest chance to breathe, and continuously slashed at himself. Yuan Ming hurriedly took out the Nine Dragons Stick and hit it fiercely, and the lightning that continued to fall one after another.

Looking at the countless heavenly thunders, Yuan Ming's figure was completely submerged. Huang Linglong's heart immediately pinched, and she couldn't speak nervously, so she could only look into the distance stupidly. At this time, the thunder that continued to fall seemed to turn into an incomparably bright ribbon connecting the desolate world. Yuan Ming, who kept waving the Nine Dragons Stick, was tightly and rigidly entangled.

Yuan Ming's movement in this tribulation was really too big. It was like a heavenly punishment, and it caused countless people to be suspicious. In the Yujing Mountain, Hongjun looked at the south, the strange appearance that appeared in the Phoenix Palace, and muttered softly to himself.

"It seems that the poor Dao is really not mistaken, that monkey's cultivation must be the Great Dao against the sky. It's just that why hasn't he survived the True Immortal Tribulation? He has to let the Heavenly Dao descend the True Immortal and Heavenly Immortal Tribulation Clouds after the Dao has achieved the Heavenly Immortal? Could it be that his body is very strong and confident that he can not be afraid of the Double Tribulation? Hmph! This son is so rampant, it seems that this calamity will be difficult to escape death!"

If Yuan Ming knew, Hongjun would definitely vomit blood in anger when he had doubts in his heart now! He had just cultivated immortals, how would he know that after the Dao Xing broke through, he needed to release the Yuan Shen, let the Heavenly Dao sense, and then descend the Heavenly Tribulation of different levels?

Just now, Yuan Ming's distraction had no intention of flying the sword, which made the Heavenly Dao feel inductive. All of a sudden, the True Immortal Tribulation that had not descended before was lowered together with the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation this time. Yuan Ming, who is struggling in a sea of thunder, I am afraid that it will really be like what Hongjun guessed at this time, this time it will be difficult to escape death!

With the peak of the second turn in the body, the mana of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortals. Yuan Ming constantly waved the Nine Dragons Stick, resisting the continuous thunderstorms. In the gap of resistance, Yuan Ming hurriedly put his claws into the storage bag. No matter what kind of heavenly treasures or all kinds of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, he stuffed them all into his mouth. Repair the body that is gradually deteriorating, and restore the mana it consumes.

At this time, when Yuan Ming raised his head again, he looked at the calamity clouds in the void. I saw that this nine-colored cloud of calamity had not completely subsided. The second, even larger nine-colored tribulation clouds, had slowly begun to converge. When he saw that above the nine-colored tribulation clouds, there was a larger area of nine-colored tribulation clouds. Yuan Ming was so frightened that he immediately squirted out all the spirit fruits that had just been swallowed in his mouth.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm still here? Your sister, it seems that today you are not, if you don't kill the master, you will not give up! The ninety-nine heavenly tribulation has not yet been completed? Why are you here again, such a large area of nine-colored tribulation clouds? The master is fighting with you!"

The heavenly thunder descended from the Heavenly Tribulation was so domineering that Yuan Ming felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. In the endless sea of thunder, he couldn't see any hope of living at all. Yuan Ming, who was unwilling to die, immediately took out the purple gold bowl, released the cloud flying sword, and picked up the Nine Dragons stick. The natal primordial god and the distraction god are running with all their might, vowing to compete with the heavenly tribulation in the void!