The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, with faint thunder flashing in them, and the sound of howling wind is getting louder and louder. Everyone knows that an earth-shattering thunder is about to fall from the clouds.

When the dark clouds took shape, everyone saw that it was just a small thunder catastrophe caused by dense clouds. It was the kind of small thunder catastrophe that occurs when the mortal realm breaks through. However, the gathering posture of the dark clouds was too terrifying. Almost everyone present had a misjudgment. Only when the Tribulation Cloud was completely formed did they understand how powerful it was on the outside but powerful on the inside.

Some evil cultivators immediately sneered: "What the hell! Just in the bone forging realm, let's create a scene like this!"

But more evil cultivators know that such a huge momentum shows that those who advance must be extraordinary.

The most fundamental purpose of the spirit of spirit and demon is to cut off the talent seedlings of the other party. At present, there is a monk who knows that the talented monk is crossing the robbery. So what do they change?
The answer is obvious.

Almost at the same time, four figures sprang up from four directions, heading towards the tent in the center of the calamity cloud.

"Stop them! Protect junior sister!" Several voices also sounded, and more than a dozen figures or the light and shadow of magic weapons were grabbing at the four figures, but the four evil cultivators were all in the realm of the gods, and the people who came to stop them even Even the corners of their clothes were not caught, and their limbs were amputated with a ferocious laugh.

In the falling red rain, Su Minglang's arms were thrown far away, but his figure never stopped, chasing after the red-clothed evil cultivator in front of him, roaring, and two figures of a giant bear and anaconda erupted from his body, Bears roared and snakes hissed at the same time, causing the man to pause for a moment.

The two punches caught up and wrapped around Xie Xiu's waist.

Su Minglang roared, and pulled his remaining left arm back hard: "Get off here!"

The roar of the bear echoed throughout the stone forest, and among the shadows of snakes, the evil cultivator in red stopped his move and was dragged backwards.

Xie Xiu turned around and raised his eyebrows impatiently.

"You're in the bone forging realm, but you dare to speak arrogant words to me."

His voice was soft, with some coldness and murderous intent.

With a flash of red light, Su Minglang's fist force was like ice meeting the sun, peeling off and melting. In the blink of an eye, the red light came to Su Minglang's face.

"Junior brother, hide quickly!" Sheng Kui grabbed Su Minglang's broken wall with one hand, held a talisman with the other, and threw it towards the red light.

Seeing this, the evil cultivator sneered: "Those who shake the tree are indeed idiots who overestimate their abilities!"

However, the next moment, the power bursting out from the talisman made her eyes widen.

In the tent, Yunying's spiritual source has been filled with spiritual liquid, and he only needs to use the thunder to break through the barriers in his dantian and meridians, bones and blood, so that he can completely enter the Fusion Yuan.

But at this moment, she felt three almost fatal auras approaching and surrounding the tent.

She naturally felt these three dangerous auras without using her spiritual sense or going through the Nine Changes of Soul. She naturally knew that the danger would come in the next moment and put her in a desperate situation.

And the only hope in a desperate situation is...

boom -

The sound of thunder overwhelmed all the sounds in the stone forest and spread to the vast and silent desert.

As soon as the three evil cultivators touched the tent, they were hit by thunder falling from the sky and knocked to the ground without any chance of fighting back.

The pain Yunying felt was only more uncomfortable than the three people outside the tent.

She was bent over almost immediately, and the spiritual energy she had accumulated was scattered again by the thunder's momentum. (End of chapter)