The earth-shattering thunder tore through the void, leaving clear colored traces in the air, and then smashed on Mo Zhiyao's body, such gorgeous sound and light effects, extremely terrifying, stimulating everyone's eyes.

However, such a terrible thunderstorm, after falling on Mo Zhiyao's body, was like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to set off the slightest wave. As much as you come, Mo Zhiyao will absorb as much as you want. In the end, Mo Zhiyao simply closed his eyes, crossed his knees, didn't look at the thunderclouds, and concentrated on transforming the power of the disaster thunder, absorbing the power of the Dao in it, and attacking the realm of Merge Dao with all his might.

The sixth round of 100,000 disasters and thunderstorms fell, and Mo Zhiyao, who was bathed in the electric thunderstorm, looked calm, stretched out his arms, and greeted the Taoist tribulation as if he embraced heaven and earth. Throughout the ages, he is probably the only one who has survived disasters like Mo Zhiyao.

It took a long time for 100,000 disasters and thunders to pour down for half a day before they gradually stopped. At this moment, the peak of the disaster crossing platform below has already been leveled by the power of the violent disaster thunder, and the huge ravines are staggered and horizontal, if it were not for the barrier of the Heavenly Sealing Spirit Barrier laid by Zuo Changfeng and others, I am afraid that it would have spread to the square of Nanyuan long ago.

As the most concerned place in Nanyuan at this moment, near the disaster platform, there is often a sound of breaking the sky, and more and more Nanyuan disciples gather here, one by one, standing in the air far away from the platform, watching here from afar.

Mo Zhiyao triggered such a terrifying virtual disaster, which obviously alarmed the entire Nanyuan, to say that it was a disciple, and even those elders rushed here in an endless stream. Looking at the seven-colored disaster thunder pouring down from the sky, those elders and disciples were all in a trance.

After all, no one has ever been able to trigger such a shocking and strange calamity!

Looking at the disaster platform from afar, the same thought appeared in everyone's hearts.

"This newcomer has amazing potential. ”

At this moment, if someone can enter the Heaven Sealing Spirit Barrier, they can perceive that the aura emitted by Mo Zhiyao has reached a saturation point of the Hidden Void Realm, and it is only a small step away from breaking through to the Merge Dao Realm. It's like a thin layer of window paper, which will break when you poke it.

And in addition to Mo Zhiyao's breath, the Heaven Sealing Spirit Barrier was also filled with extremely violent spiritual power fluctuations, and the aftermath of the power of disaster and thunder, like a storm, roared in this space. After six consecutive rounds of catharsis accumulation, it has reached an extremely terrifying point. Even if he is a strong man in the early stage of Merge, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on to it for long.

A figure, sitting quietly in the void, like an old monk in meditation, its body is covered with a colorful color like water, dazzling to the heart of the spirit armor.

If you can see the surface of Mo Zhiyao's body through this spirit armor, you will find that Mo Zhiyao's whole body skin has completely turned into a golden color at this moment, and not only that, but there is a trace of imperceptible seven-colored light inside.

Just visually, it gives people a feeling of indestructible metallic texture, as if a light tap can make a crisp sound of gold and iron.

By absorbing the power of the calamity and thunder, Mo Zhiyao's Heavenly Demon Golden Body had obviously reached a rather strong point, and the power of such a terrifying physical body was probably far beyond the empty-level spirit treasure!

And with the absorption of a large amount of the power of the disaster and thunder, Mo Zhiyao's Yuan Shen has undergone a "qualitative" change, and a stream of mystical fluctuations containing the power of the Dao have rippled like a tide from the body of the Yuan Shen.

Now Mo Zhiyao's Yuan Shen, at first glance, seems to be extremely illusory, but if you look at it carefully, it gives people a real sense of existence. The contradiction between the real and the unreal is perfectly integrated in one place, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

The seven-colored silk threads circulate around the Yuan Shen, which is beautiful. The seven-colored silk thread is the power of the Tao contained in the power of the thunder!

What color is the third calamity that each person has passed through, and what color is the power of the Tao that he has absorbed.

Mo Zhiyao's mind is also always focused on his own primordial spirit, and as it grows, Mo Zhiyao can feel the terrifying power contained in it.

"It's still a little short!I can be promoted to Hedao!And resentment can also be promoted to the void level!" Mo Zhiyao opened his eyes and looked at the thunderclouds above his head. Mo Zhiyao had a feeling that if he survived another round of thunderstorms, this virtual disaster would be over!

"Come on, let me see how terrifying your last round of thunderstorm can be!" In his deep eyes, a fiery intent flashed, and Mo Zhiyao was full of deep expectations for this last round of thunderstorm.

At this moment, the thunderclouds in the sky are spinning more violently, and it is obvious that a more violent storm is brewing.

The clouds in the sky, contrary to the previous sound and light, shook the sky, the light and shadow were exhausted, there was no sound, and a strange smell emanated in the silence. But the coercion that permeated from it not only did not weaken, but became more than ten times more intense.

Under the terrifying pressure, even the air was condensed, and the space where the entire disaster crossing platform was located was instantly like a dead domain.

The black hole in the center of the clouds suddenly shrank under the horrified gaze of everyone, and then expanded again in an instant, and the deep dead darkness within it even swallowed up the light, and the entire Nanyuan fell into darkness in the next moment.

Between heaven and earth, the only thing that can be seen is the seven-colored thunderclouds, and Mo Zhiyuan, which is located below, looks so evil.

Looking up at the thunderclouds, a touch of solemnity also appeared in Mo Zhiyao's fiery eyes. This last round of disasters and thunders made Mo Zhiyao feel a sense of danger with palpitations.

Immediately, Mo Zhiyao stepped forward, and the majestic and vast spiritual power surged out of his body, and the momentum of the whole person was like a divine weapon out of the sheath, and the edge was exposed.

"Come on! It's a dragon or a worm, in one move! Kill me today, and kill me tomorrow!" Mo Zhiyao's roar rolled like thunder, echoing in the sky, making everyone around listen to it with enthusiasm!

"Okay! this is my Nanyuan's good boy!" Zuo Changfeng said loudly with an excited expression.

Those elders and disciples of Nanyuan were also full of emotion and excitement! The figure of the young man standing in the air was like an imprint at this moment, deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone.

As if in response to Mo Zhiyao's roar, seven-colored calamity thunderbolts surrounded by arcs suddenly appeared from the black hole, levitating in the sky. Not only that, but around the disaster thunder, there is also a faint layer of mist, which looks so blurry and dreamy, that people can't help but be drunk and fall into it at a glance.

However, that seemingly beautiful layer of mist makes people feel cold all over the body, as if it is the gentlest and the most ruthless killer.

The beautiful thunder fell from the sky, like falling clouds, which seemed light and ethereal, like real and illusory. It seems to be extremely slow, but it fell on Mo Zhiyao's body in an instant. The two strong contrasts make people feel abrupt and vomit blood.

The dazzling disaster thunder grew bigger and bigger in Mo Zhiyao's pupils, and Mo Zhiyao couldn't make a single reaction until he was near. It's just that the moment the disaster thunder entered his body, Mo Zhiyao's mind suddenly became blank, and he felt that his entire body seemed to turn into a piece of duckweed, drifting with the waves, completely involuntarily, and there was an illusion that he had crossed time and space.

However, the people watching from the outside world found that at this moment, the space and time at the disaster crossing platform seemed to have completely stopped, and the whole scene was full of strange flavors.

After an instant, the space enclosed by the Heaven Sealing Spirit Barrier was shockingly filled with seven-colored brilliance, and everyone could no longer see any of the scenes

The sky, the earth, all shrouded in blood, and the sickening smell of blood filled every corner of the space. Even the sun hanging above the sky was a crimson color.

A huge corpse, scattered in the air and on the ground, is shocking, making people feel like they are in purgatory. Invisible violent fluctuations raged wildly and stirred in this dead space.

In a majestic hall, the silver-haired and blood-eyed Demon Emperor sat on the throne. Qi Wei's burly body was densely covered with countless hideous huge wounds at this moment. In the blood-red eyes, there was endless hatred and resentment!

Below, a group of generals, all of whom were also covered in blood, obviously had just experienced a bloody killing. Everyone's expressions were full of deep exhaustion.

The head of all the people is none other than Zi Yan, who has a soft and beautiful appearance. It's just that at this moment, Zi Yan's face is also mottled with blood, and the scars on his body are intertwined.

"Your Majesty, now that the God Emperor has completely conquered my Demon Realm, and even surrounded the Imperial Palace, it seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to hold it for a long time. Zi Er said to the Demon Emperor above with an ugly face.

The Demon Emperor who was on the throne didn't seem to hear Zi Er's words, just stared blankly at a piece of alien spar in his hand, his face was cloudy, and no one could guess what he was thinking at the moment.

And the spar that was held in the palm of the Demon Emperor was shockingly a part of the broken ancestral heart.

The Demon Emperor was speechless, and the people below didn't dare to speak anymore, so they had to wait quietly.

"Haha, haha!" The sudden laughter suddenly came out of the mouth of the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor looked up to the sky and smiled, no one saw it, and the bitterness and remorse flashed in his eyes.

After laughing, the Demon Emperor turned his head and looked at the people below, and finally his gaze fell on Zi Er, who was the leader.

"Zi Er, I didn't listen to your advice at the beginning, and joined forces with the God Emperor to attack the human world. In the end, he was cocooned and bound to his current end. "The Demon Emperor is voice is voice is full of indescribable bitterness.

"Your Majesty," Zi Er was about to speak, but was interrupted by a wave from the Demon Emperor.

"Zi Er, you don't need to say more, the matter has come to this point, and all the blame is on me. Now that the God Emperor has conquered the Demon Realm, it seems that it won't be long before my Imperial Palace will also fall. ”

"As the Lord of the Demon Realm, I have a duty. Seeking skin with the tiger, this is all my own fault. It doesn't matter if I die alone, but I pity the hundreds of millions of people in my Demon Realm, not to mention the slaughter, those who survived by luck have since become the slaves of his God Emperor, I am not reconciled, I will never be reconciled!" The Demon Emperor said this, his face was distorted, his eyes flashed with monstrous hatred, and a violent aura surged out from the Demon Emperor's body and permeated the main hall.

After a while, the Demon Emperor lost his fierce momentum, stood up, stepped down, and came to Zi Er's body, his broad palm landing on Zi Er's shoulder.

"Zi Er, I beg you something. ”