I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

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In the depths of the dark forest, lightning flashed, and the second thunder broke through the clouds and bombarded down.

At this time, after experiencing the power of the first thunderbolt, Zhang Yi already had a certain judgment on the energy level of the thunder tribulation.

Therefore, facing this second thunder at this time, Zhang Yi did not choose a punch, but made a defensive form in order to better preserve his physical strength to deal with the last few of the nine thunders.

"boom!"

I saw Zhang Yi standing on the spot, the heavy energy surging all over his body, and he formed a heavy mountain in front of him.

The mountain is only a few meters high, shrouding Zhang Yi in it, almost substantive, with the power of mountains and rivers flowing through it, making people feel like a rock at a glance.

The mountains transformed by Zhang Yi's heavy energy are exactly what the Valley of Five Sacred Mountains looks like!

The giant spirit of Wanyue devours the mountains, rivers and the earth and dissolves into its own body, and the physical body naturally possesses the power of Wanyue.

"Peng!"

And the next moment, with the formation of the phantom of the mountain, the silver thunderbolt in mid-air suddenly fell and landed on the incomparably solid small mountain.

Immediately, the phantom of the Five Mountains Valley was as motionless as a mountain, but the second thunder burst directly, with thunder light splashing around, turning the entire forest into a sea of ​​thunder, with electric arcs spreading out everywhere.

Obviously, the second thunder that descended was easily defended by Zhang Yi.

Afterwards, the third and fourth paths, and even the thunder punishment from the sixth path, were all blocked by the phantoms of the mountains outside Zhang Yi's body.

At this time, the power of Lei Jie has reached the level of the fourth-level peak saint realm, and even Zhang Yi can't resist it with his physical body.

As for the four fields, at this time, there are endless arcs flickering in the void, and all eyes are a sea of ​​thunder.

This forest boundary has been washed, and there is no longer a trace of vitality.

Even the gray miasma that pervaded all the year round dissipated under the tyrannical thunder and no longer existed.

"Fortunately, before transcending the calamity, I deliberately chose a remote place. Otherwise, if it were in Jianshan, I'm afraid it would become the focus again."

At the same time Zhang Yi thought about it, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked at the high-altitude Jieyun.

Within ten minutes, six thunders fell in a row, all of which were blocked by him.

At this time, another seven or eight minutes passed, and the seventh thunder was still brewing and did not fall, which made Zhang Yi frown slightly.

Obviously, this is by no means good news.

The longer it is bred, it means that when the thunder falls, it will be more terrifying!

Zhang Yi's eyes moved slightly, and a trace of light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Immediately, he opened his right hand, causing the Taixuan Sword Sutra in his body to explode, condensing countless dazzling true essence in the palm of his hand, causing a snow-white sword energy to float up and down.

The first form of the Star God Sword Art, Hidden in the Night, is to build a dark area, so that the body can hide in it, and it can kill the enemy like a cat and a mouse.

However, when the thunder robbery fell, it was a test of his own background, and Zhang Yi could not avoid it.

Therefore, under this circumstance, he did not use the first form of the Star God Sword Art, but instead used the magical power of transforming the cloud to prevent accidents.

...

"Boom!"

With the white cloud sword qi ups and downs in Zhang Yi's palm, the thunder became more and more dull, and even the space became more and more depressing.

Finally, the robbery clouds in the sky radiated blue light, and then the seventh thunder that had accumulated a lot of time suddenly fell!

Zhang Yi looked at it calmly, and saw that the falling thunder was colorful, with two colors of red and gold intertwined with each other, extremely unstable, and seemed to burst at any time.

However, its power is extremely fast, like a meteorite falling from the sky, causing the space debris to disperse, and even the void leaves a long flame tail.

Obviously, the power of this thunder has exceeded the category of the fourth layer of heaven, and it is infinitely approaching the level of the saint of the fifth layer of heaven.

Even Zhang Yi frowned slightly, feeling a pressure in his heart.

"Peng!"

But within half a breath, the red-gold two-color thunder fell from the heights of the sky and landed on the phantom of the mountain outside Zhang Yi's body.

In an instant, the Wusuegu phantom that had blocked five thunderbolts in a row swayed suddenly, and cracks appeared all over the mountain.

Then the lightning flashed, and it climbed like a snake, and invaded inward along the cracks in the mountain, destroying Zhang Yi's overall defense.

"Zizzizi..."

In the sound of Razer's breath, just after counting the breaths, the materialized mountain on Zhang Yi's body exploded with a bang.

Immediately, the red gold thunderbolt was unceremoniously pounced on Zhang Yi in the center.

"go!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed, he did not panic, but snorted.

Immediately, the ups and downs of the sword energy in his hand suddenly glowed, and the endless sword energy sprayed outwards, forcibly forcing the swarming red gold thunder back three feet.

Immediately, the red gold thunderbolt and the illusory sword qi clashed and collided with each other, until after dozens of breaths, the two were annihilated at the same time.

The seventh thunder was taken over by Zhang Yi.

But the price is that the Wuyueshan mountain and the magical cloud that he initially condensed with the Wanyue giant body were broken at the same time, and the two were regarded as one death.

"The last three thunderbolts have taken the power to a higher level. Has it initially possessed the power of a fifth-layer heavenly saint?"

"No wonder it is recorded in ancient books that some people have accumulated hundreds of years to save the thunder tribulation, but they still fall short."

Zhang Yi's heart was clear, he stared at the robbery cloud in the sky, he slowly exhaled, and then he looked down at himself again.

As the seventh thunderbolt was passed by him, at the same time, strands of tiny red gold thunderbolts scattered, burrowed into his body, wandered between flesh and bones, and performed subtle training.

Zhang Yi's flesh is perfect.

At this time, while the thunder was wandering, it was to eliminate the deficiencies in the earth spirit body he cultivated, making it more and more perfect, becoming a flawless handicraft.

"If the thunder that descends is not so violent, but has vitality in it, it is a good choice for body refinement..."

Zhang Yi's thoughts flashed through his mind, and when he grabbed his right hand, he held a bronze mirror in his hand.

This is the Xuantian Mirror!

At this time, Zhang Yi took it out, ready to rely on the power of the heavy treasure to survive the last two thunderstorms.

Although Zhang Yi felt that with the physical strength and cultivation of his double cultivation, if he exerted his strength, even the eighth thunderbolt could be safely taken over. Only the ninth thunderbolt would pose a substantial risk to him.

But since it could be simpler, why would he not do it.

After all, as long as the thunder calamity is safely passed, the earth spirit body will be truly cultivated, and the process and methods do not affect the result.

"Buzz!"

On the spot, Zhang Yi opened his palm, allowing the Xuantian Mirror to float above his head, and waves of dazzling splendid True Essence poured into it.

When the Xuantian Mirror was revived and the radiance was shining, a curtain of light fell, covering Zhang Yi's figure.

The light curtain was thin, like a piece of white paper, and the wind swayed from side to side, as if it could be blown away at any time.

However, Zhang Yi did not use any other defensive means after the curtain of light fell.

He stood with his hands down behind him, standing quietly in place, waiting for the eighth thunder to fall.

In this regard, a moment passed, and a splendid thunder flashing in three colors fell outrageously.

"boom!"

As the three-color thunder fell, the roar sounded like the anger of the gods, shaking the mountains and fields, and even a mountain peak thousands of miles away suddenly collapsed and turned into rolling boulders.

At the center, only a hundred-zhang-sized thunder beam of light suddenly fell from the clouds, completely shrouding Zhang Yi's figure.

The eighth thunder calamity is no longer a thunder, but a huge thunder beam!

"Boom!"

The thunder beam fell, like a pillar supporting the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth, waves of strong energy spread out on the ground, swept towards the surrounding, turning this place into a complete thunder field.

The violent lightning flashes everywhere, causing a large-scale spatial collapse, and even a spatial storm raging, which is difficult to heal for a long time.

With this kind of power, even the saints at the peak of the Fourth Heaven have to face a big change, their vitality is slim, and they are very likely to fall!

...

The thunder raged for more than ten minutes before it finally ended, and the scene in the center was scorched all over the place.

I saw the virgin forest. Originally, the ancient trees were in pieces, and the roots were intertwined, but at this time, there was an empty area with a range of hundreds of miles.

Within the range of hundreds of kilometers, everything on the ground has been destroyed by the thunder, turned into black embers, and not a single one is complete.

And at the center, there is a deep pit, which is the center of the thunder beam.

At this time, in the middle of the deep pit, where the ground was originally, there was a mirror whirling and spinning, constantly falling down with dazzling brilliance, covering a tall and straight figure below.

He is Zhang Yi.

Although this eighth thunderbolt was extremely powerful, under the protection of the heavy treasure, it did not pose any danger to him.

"There is the last thunder penalty, the ninth thunder..."

Zhang Yi raised his head, he looked at the thick clouds that were as dark as ink in the sky, and for some reason, he did not feel the ease of going through the eight thunders in peace, but inexplicably felt a little uneasy.

That trace of unease came very suddenly, it was just a flash of light that passed through Zhang Yi's thoughts by chance, a kind of deep perception.

Therefore, although Zhang Yi felt uneasy in his heart, he did not know the reason.

"Nine is the extreme."

"Although I have a deep background and far surpass the saints of the same realm, this ninth thunder is also the strongest blow in the thunder penalty. I have to go all out and be fully prepared, but I can't overturn the car here. "

Zhang Yi muttered in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

His face was solemn, his mind was calm, and he worked hard to adjust his state, waiting for the last thunder tribulation to fall.

As long as Zhang Yi can survive the ninth thunder tribulation, then his earth spirit body will truly return to the innate and cultivate into a special physique.

And the Wanyue Giant Spirit Body is the real entry, officially embarking on the journey.

"Buzz!"

As time passed, the heaven and the earth became more and more violent, with aura boiling and colliding everywhere, and there were also strands of thunder scattered from the robbery cloud, piercing the ground below.

For Zhang Yi, although the energy between heaven and earth is raging, it is more about the rain, and the atmosphere is dignified.

Finally, after the riots of heaven and earth continued for a long time, the robbery cloud above the sky finally rolled again.

I saw countless thick thunders of various colors shuttle freely in the clouds, and then turned into thunder dragons, fighting and devouring each other.

A whimper was heard in Zhang Yi's ears, and it seemed that the failed Jiaolong was screaming and screaming, watching itself being swallowed up and becoming the nourishment of its people.

Like raising a gu, in the robbery cloud, the thunder dragons fight each other, compete for the final winner, and turn the dragons into dragons!

Finally, with the two largest dragons fighting for hundreds of feet, the curtain came to an end.

The loser was swallowed by the winner, and the winner's body suddenly soared again, becoming a thousand feet in size, and two sharp horns spread out from the top of his head, flashing with a dazzling thunderous luster.

That is the dragon's horn, and from then on, the Jiaojiao turned into a dragon and became a thousand-zhang thunder dragon.

"Roar!"

High in the sky, the thousand-zhang thunder dragon is lifelike, swimming among the robbery clouds.

It moved its posture, and there was lightning flashing under every scale. The purple eyes stared at Zhang Yi, and a terrifying power suddenly enveloped the whole world, making everything have to surrender.

The Thunder Dragon in the shape of the robbery cloud represents the will of heaven and earth!

At this moment, its purple eyes fell on Zhang Yi's body.

"It is said that some enchanting saints who are invincible in the same realm ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ who fight by leaps and bounds are like eating and drinking water, occasionally encounter the Thunder Transformation in the thunder calamity."

"It's more difficult and difficult to deal with."

"I didn't expect that I was actually met at this time. Is this a disguised admission that my talent is in the top ranks."

Zhang Yi's eyes reflected the figure of the thousand-zhang Thunder Dragon, and the corner of his mouth murmured.

Although the Thunder Dragon hadn't swooped down yet and hit him with the final blow, Zhang Yi could already sense a very dangerous aura, so he couldn't take it lightly.

"Looks like he's doing his best."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

And the next moment, his true essence ocean is looming in the space behind him, and the heavy energy of his body also erupts, and it reappears as a phantom of the Five Sacred Mountains Valley.

And on the top of his head, next to the Xuantian Mirror, a radiance appeared again, at that time, the Ring of the Giant Spirit.

At this time, Zhang Yi mobilized two heavy treasures in one breath, in order to survive the attack of the Thunder Dragon with 100% confidence, but at the cost of the rapid decline of his True Yuan Ocean.

This is impossible.

After all, theoretically speaking, a heavy treasure can even be used by a sixth-level saint, becoming the main weapon, but he is only in the middle of the fourth-level heaven, and he is only initially entering the first-level middle-level saint.

Driving two heavy treasures at the same time is a test for Zhang Yi's ocean of true essence, and at the same time, the pressure on his spirit is also enormous.

Generally speaking, the sage of the fourth layer of heaven can drive the heavy treasure, but at least the fifth layer of heaven is required to be able to use one mind and two treasures at the same time.

Because of the extraordinary power of heavy treasures, each one requires a huge mental will to control, and the fourth-layer heavenly saint can control one of them is the limit and cannot be distracted.

Only Zhang Yi's Taixuan Sword Sutra itself is a top-notch practice in the same realm, and his spiritual power is not too far from the fifth-level heavenly saint. At this time, he can use both of his heart and soul.

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