I Created the World

At this point, the thunderstorm in the sky has reached a critical moment.

After Xingxuan sacrificed the long sword, the fierce beast spirit she shot with her strangled the purple mine.

The thundercloud in the sky rolled up quickly, and it seemed that a more powerful thunderstorm was brewing.

A moment later, a thunder came from the sky, and a thunderbolt burst into the air!

Immediately following the golden thunder arc, a golden arc fell from the sky one by one in a tumbling cloud, and it started to be one at a time, but in a blink of an eye, it was dense, pouring down like a rainstorm.

The golden thunderbolt covered the sky and illuminated the whole world.

At this moment, no matter whether it is within the scope of the golden thunderbolt, the heart trembles, trembling under the prestige of this world.

This golden thunderbolt was too much and too dense, and some splashed on the surrounding mountains.

I saw the golden arc burst, and turned into a dazzling golden light, erasing thousands of kilometers of mountains.

But at this moment, Xing Xuan's expression had returned to calm, she just pinched the trick with one hand, the illusion of the fierce beast, once again raised the sky with a roar, and threw towards the golden thunderbolt in the sky.

In an instant, the wind screamed like a wind, and when the fierce beast flew to the golden thunderbolt, his mouth spouted blue light and shadow like a loft, and went straight to the golden thunderbolt in the highland secret realm.

Where the cyan light and shadow passed, the golden thunders that were blocking the front hadn't really arrived yet, they all shattered and shattered.

A few flashes of cyan light and shadow of the beast, directly hit the golden thunderbolt.

Crackling!

After a raspy sound, most of the electric light in the golden thunder suddenly shocked and turned into the collapse of countless golden lights.

But at the next moment, the scattered golden thunderbolt was just a tumbling, and the color immediately changed greatly, and turned into a red-red thunderbolt. After rolling together, it formed a red light group, and the number was not the same as before.

"Five Elements Thunder Tribulation."

This is the first time Heavenly Tribulation has arrived in Xianxia World. No one but Chen Luo knows why Thunder Tribulation keeps changing color.

The Five Elements Thunder Tribulation is a thunder tragedy that will only come down when those who are guilty of evil are flying up.

A total of five colors will change, and each time it changes, its power will be doubled, and it can stand up to the fifth color thunder, and it will be over.

Chen Luo glanced at Xing Xuan. With her strength, she may be able to resist if there is no fetus in her belly, but she is about to give birth, and she can exert up to 50% of her strength.

If she wanted to keep the child in her lower abdomen, she was afraid to pay a great price.

When Xingxuan saw the scarlet thunderbolt, her face finally changed, because she also realized that something was wrong.

The power of this thunderbolt changed every time the color changed, and by this fourth time, even she felt a threat.

Jiang Junhao was also scared to death on the altar, watching the thrilling thunder roar surging down in the sky, he felt like an ant in a tsunami and could be killed at any time.

"Fairy lord, you have to catch it all."

Jiang Junhao looked at Xing Xuan in the sky with tears in his eyes. He finally reached the fifth level, and he really didn't want to come back until he had no choice.

The power of this thunderbolt was terrifying. The hills of thousands of meters could be wiped out silently, and his small body wiped out.

Jiang Junhao prayed silently in his heart, his only hope now was Xing Xuan.

The crimson thunderbolt is more terrible than the golden thunderbolt, ignoring the distance and leaning down from the sky.

Instantly swallowed the violent beast ghost in the air and the blue sword light swayed by Xing Xuan, and then continued to advance forward to the place where Xing Xuan was less than 100 meters.

At this time, Xing Xuan stretched out his hand, three corpses on the altar stood up, and shot directly into the sky, blocking Xing Xuan in front of him.

It was a red thunderbolt that struck the corpses, and the red arc burst in an instant, and was blocked out.

The true gods of the Qianyan clan are extremely powerful, and even if they die, they are not much different from their lives. The red thunderbolt can't help their bodies for a while.

But the red thunderbolt wins in a huge number. Although the three **** corpses are powerful, they only resisted for a moment, and they were blown into countless pieces by the thunderbolt.

Some of them disappeared directly in the thunderstorm, and some became debris, scattered in various places.

Xing Xuan waved again with one hand, and the corpse on the ground flew more than a dozen again, blocking it again above her head.

Bang!

The red thunderbolt bombarded the corpses, smashing them again.

"My grass, it's just a violent disaster!!"

Jiang Junhao saw this scene, his heart was bleeding.

If these **** corpses were refined for him, it would be many times stronger than if they were used as shields.

But being so wasted by Xing Xuan, Jiang Junhao is really sad.

Following this trend, Xing Xuan will throw all the corpses up as meat shields sooner or later, and if he doesn't act, there is no chance.

He glanced at the remaining twenty or so corpses on the ground, and leaned over quietly, trying to put a corpse into a mustard bag.

As soon as Jiang Junhao walked over, he saw that all the remaining corpses flew up and flew towards the sky quickly.

"No!!"

Jiang Junhao watched all the corpses fly up, and in anxiety, he jumped up and hugged the thigh of a corpse.

His consciousness swept through, and he wanted to put this corpse into a mustard bag.

At the next moment, the corpse suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Junhao was stunned for a moment. He just tried it, but didn't expect it to succeed.

Jiang Junhao was ecstatic in his heart. Although he couldn't get thirty-six corpses, he didn't lose one, enough for him to dominate the party.

Snapped!

Just when he was ecstatic, a sound of something breaking sounded.

Jiang Junhao looked at the mustard bag around his waist in amazement, and saw that the mustard bag did not know when it was torn. The contents of the **** corpse and the mustard bag were scattered all over the place and reappeared on the altar.

Jiang Junhao stayed for a moment, and immediately understood that the weight of the **** corpse was only tens of thousands of catties. Such a mustard bag must be unbearable, so it was broken.

Seeing the last **** corpse fly towards the sky again, Jiang Junhao gritted his teeth sharply. He hugged the body of the **** corpse again and began to use corpse refining.

Jiang Junhao's divine consciousness and the power of Xuanyin quickly entered the **** corpse, trying to transform it.

What surprised Jiang Junhao was that although the corpse could be refined, the speed was unusually slow.

Ordinary zombies, into which his consciousness and the power of Xuanyin are injected, can form soul fire, and the whole process takes less than a few seconds.

But for this **** corpse, he injected all the power into it, but he only completed less than 10% of the refining process, which was far from complete palm.

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