Chapter 316: The Heavenly Soldiers Are Tribulated

Boom!

Yin Hong's spear slammed into Fang Wenyuan's fist, and dazzling sparks burst out. The blow of this spear is resisted by this indestructible unbroken glove!

Fang Wenyuan tried his best, his body retreated again and again, and the aura around his body condensed and forcibly stabilized!

His face turned a little paler, and he raised his head again, and his fighting spirit remained undiminished in his eyes. But then his pupils shrank, but he saw spears like square talents, flying hundreds of them together, with a chilling murderous aura!

Along with it, there were nine heavenly thunders, emitting cyan light. Fang Wenyuan took a deep breath and stomped on his feet, his body was like a ghost, dodging left and right in the sky. However, these spears were extraordinary, and after a single miss, they suddenly turned into horse pistols and struck again.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes flickered, and he thought: "It seems that you can't get rid of it without being shattered by them!"

With a punch, he slapped the unavoidable spear in front of him, and then raised his left hand and said in a low voice: "I want to see if your spear is sharp, or if I am sharper than I am injured." ”

At the same time, the wound separation ring on his left hand rotated wildly, and in the small hole, the wound silver thread flew out at once, as if there was no end, forming a net in the sky, and suddenly contracted, protecting Fang Wenyuan in it.

The silver line is like a cocoon, and Fang Wenyuan is a dish that wants to break the cocoon!

The spears in the sky set off a storm and came straight towards Fang Wenyuan, but they were divided by the silver line of wounds, and almost no spears could pierce this layer of defense!

Before he got close to Fang Wenyuan, he turned into powder and dissipated. With a wave of his left hand, the wounded silver line flew in the sky, crushing all the remaining spears.

In the eyes of those monks on the ground, they didn't get away from the power of the injured silver thread, what they saw was just Fang Wenyuan waving his arms and crushing all the spears. Moreover, they only felt a faint fluctuation of Yuan Force.

All of this is incredible, at least they can't understand why it is so. The spears were so unremanded that they could still feel them from a distance. That's what they were horrified.

At this moment, their opinion of Fang Wenyuan has changed again. Even Shen Yangming once again showed a surprised expression and exclaimed, "Heavenly Soldier Tribulation! This son was able to induce such an unsuccessful catastrophe and crack it so effortlessly. It's unbelievable. ”

The Dustless Fairy suddenly felt that the state of mind she had been cultivating had caused too many ripples in today's day, making her a little in a trance. Looking at Fang Wenyuan in the sky and hearing Shen Yangming's words, he felt like a world away.

I don't know who exclaimed, and to: "Look, nine heavenly thunders." ”

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Fang Wenyuan's white hair fluttering, and after defeating the rain-like spear, he faced the thunder again.

Moreover, this time he faced the Nine Dao, but he was all afraid, which almost convinced everyone.

The first thunderbolt fell on Fang Wenyuan's body, directly bringing his galloping momentum to a standstill, no longer flying upward. The second path then fell, forcing his body in mid-air to press downward.

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Fang Wenyuan's figure fell a few points. The heavenly thunder didn't give him the slightest respite, and the third thunder fell,

Fang Wenyuan's clothes exploded, revealing white skin and dragon-like muscles, full of strength. However, his figure was not strong, and he was even a little emaciated, but seeing his muscles, no one dared to doubt the strength contained in him.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Fang Wenyuan's eyes were red, his body was shining with green light, and the injuries on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under this green light.

It's just that the heavenly thunder still took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the fourth heavenly thunder then fell, hitting Fang Wenyuan's back, and the entire back suddenly opened its flesh.

But Fang Wenyuan was still standing proudly, his fighting spirit was high, without the slightest discouragement, and his calm expression was as if he was not the one in his hand.

After four consecutive pursuits of heavenly thunder, Fang Wenyuan's body continued to fall, and his face became more and more pale. At this time, the Vientiane Bottle finally absorbed the blood demon's several spirit veins.

Among them, this absorption is only a part, after all, the core aura of this spiritual vein is not so easy to absorb through.

With a finger from afar, the Vientiane Bottle suddenly shrank and flew over, Fang Wenyuan opened his mouth and sucked it into his abdomen. In the blink of an eye, the fifth heavenly thunder fell, and Fang Wenyuan's figure staggered, falling down again.

Before he could react, the eighth and ninth rays of the seventh heavenly thunderstorm fell together.

The heavenly thunder that came this time is different from before, the heavenly thunder at this time is already thick / like a bucket, and if you touch it lightly, it will open the flesh.

The dazzling brilliance enveloped Fang Wenyuan in it, and the shining light of these three heavenly thunders was like a blazing sun, making people unable to open their eyes.

It seemed that all this was just the beginning, and the clouds trembled trembly, and one after another red rays of light came towards Fang Wenyuan.

These red rays come in all shapes, knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, hammers, rods, sticks, lances, sticks, crutches, meteor hammers, and eighteen kinds of weapons, almost everything, each of which exudes the breath equivalent to the second Danbao.

Fang Wenyuan's pupils contracted, although he was not afraid, he was inevitably a little panicked in his heart, so he took the initiative to retreat, reached out and took out an axe from the storage bag.

This axe, which was used against Lin Feng's protectors, was taken out at this moment, without the slightest regret, and threw it out directly, standing on his chest with his sword finger on his chest, and shouted in a low voice: "Burst!"

The axe trembled in the air, and black inscriptions appeared, which suddenly emitted a strong light and exploded.

The shattered fragments, and the power contained therein, formed a storm that stopped the Heavenly Soldiers of the Cloud Tribulation for a moment, and defeated many of them.

After throwing the axe, Fang Wenyuan was not idle, and once again activated the silver line of separation, preparing to concoct it in the same way.

But the result is not satisfactory, this time the Heavenly Soldier Tribulation came too quickly, and there were many of them, how could Fang Wenyuan deal with it?

Before the defense of the wounded silver line was arranged, the heavenly soldiers who were like rain came in a frenzied pursuit. Although it can't resist the sharpness of the silver line from injury, the strong impact also makes the silver line from injury unable to resist.

Fang Wenyuan hid behind the wound, and was hit hard, every time he had to carefully separate the wounded silver line, so as not to hit his body under the impact force of the heavenly soldiers. At that time, Mo said that resisting the Heavenly Soldier Tribulation, I am afraid that it will be in the hands of his own men.

The Heavenly Soldier Tribulation was as crazy as rain, and Fang Wen was far from being able to deal with it. Misfortune is not a one-way street, or it is a bit inappropriate to describe it that way, but now it seems that this is what it is.

Eleven Heavenly Thunders followed, and the speed was overwhelming, Fang Wenyuan was slightly tired under the Heavenly Soldiers, and at this time, he was chased by the Eleven Heavenly Thunders, and he was suddenly unable to bear it.

The body fell from the air and smashed on top of the Blood Demon Chief's dojo, which was as hard as a black iron dojo, and was smashed into a big pit by Fang Wenyuan's flesh and blood.

The dojo, which was originally smooth, suddenly became devastated, and the dojo was directly shattered into small stones.

The traces of thunder burning are especially evident above.

The eleven heavenly thunderbolts did not stop, bombarding the pit one after another, hitting Fang Wenyuan's body.

Four waves of thunder tribulations in a row, each one more rapid and fierce, each time more ferocious, Fang Wenyuan, who was originally standing proudly in the air, was directly driven into the ground.

Burst~~~

Fang Wenyuan, who was beaten into the ground, slowly stood up under the incredible gaze of everyone, and the wounds on his body that were deep in his body were slowly healing. The hideous and terrifying appearance is daunting.

His arms, legs, chest, back, hardly a single intact piece of skin, Yin Hong's blood, wanted to be dripping.

Especially in the chest, it is particularly hideous, a fist-sized opening, and you can vaguely see the heart inside, which is beating vigorously.

The green light around his body resurfaced, and the injuries on Fang Wenyuan's body healed again. It's just that it's a lot slower.

In his body, the replenishment of Yuan Li, the aura of the blessed spiritual vein, the blessing of the previous nine heavenly thunders, and the eleven heavenly thunders of He Gang have been replenished to the point of eighty percent.

The swelling of the dantian once again emerged strongly, as a medium, attracting the power of the immortal soul to strengthen the seven needles of the soul sealing, and in the trembling, there were signs of rupture.

If the Seven Needles of Soul Sealing are broken, then the power of the immortal soul will have no medium to spread to the dantian, and the consequence of this will be to explode and die. It's still too late to get married.

Seeking wealth and danger, Fang Wenyuan didn't want to marry the Dan yet, because it was not yet time for him to marry the Dan, and the eight-grade Golden Pill was not enough to satisfy his ambitions.

In addition, there is another attachment for him to do this, and that is the demonic thoughts of Lei Daozi that are still residing in his body. He can't die, and once he dies, the demon mind will die with him. Therefore, Demon Nian will definitely make a move, and Fang Wenyuan has absolute confidence in this.

At this moment, when Fang Wenyuan's injuries had recovered for a while, the clouds changed again.

A dark shadow rolled in the clouds, and after a thud, nine white horses led a chariot and galloped out.

The nine-horse carriage is seven points similar to this carriage. If there is a difference, one of them is that the nine-horse carriage is a blue-maned horse, and this carriage is a white horse.

Another difference is that the Nine Horses is a real horse-drawn carriage that is used as a substitute for transporting passengers. And this carriage that galloped out of the clouds, pulled by nine white horses, was a chariot.

On top of the chariot, there was a figure standing, whose appearance was not clear in any way, and it was difficult to distinguish even men and women.

Its countenance changes almost all the time.

If anyone knows why, then this person is Shen Yangming. The Dustless Fairy was also puzzled, so she asked, "Why is there a figure in the clouds? Moreover, this figure is very strange!"