However, at this moment, the void cracked and a palm appeared directly above his head.

"boom……"

The void cracked, and huge palm prints fell from the sky, as if the whole sky had fallen down together.

Lei Dongtian's waist was filled with lightning and lightning. He was forcibly splicing his body, but this palm did not give him any time to breathe, and it fell directly from the sky.

"roar……"

He roared again, and lightning rushed forward against the sky, trying to block the palm of his hand.

However, in front of that palm, the huge and terrifying lightning had no power to resist and collapsed directly.

The palms fell down and all of them fell on Lei Dongtian's body. His body fell rapidly like a meteorite. At the same time, his body continued to explode and turned into blood mist.

The first ones to explode were the arms, followed by the shoulders, and the lower body that had just been spliced ​​together.

Lei Dongtian was shocked and angry. What was angry was that he was crushed again. What was shocked was that he discovered that he had underestimated the other party again.

Before, he unanimously believed that he was too careless and that the other party had an opportunity to take advantage of it. But in fact, he found that even if he tried his best, the result would probably not be much better.

At this time, he had already felt the threat of death seriously. Looking at Mu Changkong who was coming towards him, deep fear flashed in Lei Dongtian's eyes.

"Thunder and Jiuxiao, kill..."

He spit out a mouthful of blood from his heart, and once again evolved into the sea of ​​thunder with his blood power.

The void was once again covered with a sea of ​​thunder, and this time the sea of ​​thunder was many times more terrifying than before, because this sea of ​​thunder was actually condensed from nine-colored heavenly thunder.

Moreover, there are wind blades in the sea of ​​thunder.

These wind blades are transparent and cannot be captured by the naked eye. However, even the powerful people in the Heavenly King realm dare not underestimate them.

This is the bloodline magical power of their Fenglei Clan. Once upon a time, Emperor Fenglei used this to suppress the invincible hand of all directions and lifted the Fenglei Clan to the altar of the supreme Taoist throne in one fell swoop.

Although Emperor Fenglei, a powerful being, has been transformed into the long river of history, their descendants are admired by the rest of their power.

The blood powers of our ancestors were also passed down and became the foundation for their long-lasting prosperity.

Over the years, whenever this magical power is born, no matter how evil the opponent is, as long as it is at the same level, it will sweep. Even if the realm is slightly higher than you, it can turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory.

I saw thunder dragons rushing out in the nine-colored sea of ​​thunder, carrying endless terrifying power of destruction, and pounced towards Mu Changkong.

And the invisible wind blades above the thunder sea turned into scales and attached to the thunder dragon.

At this moment, Lei Dongtian can be said to have brought the two attributes of wind and thunder to the extreme.

However.

Just as he took action, Xue Wujiang on the other side also let out a roar that shook the sky.

"Blood spreads all over the heavens!"

I saw the rushing blood river appear again, and this time the blood river is even more majestic, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, as if it originated from the end of the endless distant world, running through the heavens and all realms, and flowing.

The blood river was filled with terrifying hostility, and it seemed that only a little bit could be used to pollute the world.

The two powerful men in the Heavenly King realm used their own methods to keep the box in the bottom of the box, obviously not wanting to waste time. They wiped Mu Changkong with the power of thunder, so as to avoid the long night of dreams.

At this moment, even Mu Changkong's eyes appeared seriousness and solemnity.

Back then, he had just joined the gate of Houshan, and the teacher mentioned to him that there were still a group of supreme Taoist traditions that could not be born on the mainland, and their profound background was incalculable.

Over the years, no matter the changing sun and moon, they have always stood firm.

Moreover, even though it has not been born for thousands of years, its influence and control over this continent has not subsided at all.

Although he was trapped in Fangcun Mountain for sixty years, he was not ignorant of the supreme Taoist sect.

A long time ago, he knew that many of the supreme Taoist priests were ambitious people, and their true intentions were always opposite to their departure.

It's only a matter of time before they meet each other.

Now that this day finally arrived, he was not surprised, but the foundation of the supreme Taoist tradition and the blood powers passed down from their ancestors made him once again see the horror of the supreme Taoist tradition.

No wonder they can stand for endless years. In addition to bathing in the glory of their ancestors, they also have the treasures left for them by their ancestors.

"Crazy..."

The scriptures were flying all over the sky, and then they burned directly, leaving only dazzling runes of the great road.

The runes flow on their own, connecting with each other, forming a big bell again.

However, this big bell was not used to attack, but enveloped himself.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The thunder dragon's fierce attack fell on the bell, and the sound shook the entire sky. Countless people only felt pain in their eardrums, and the blood in their bodies rolled endlessly.

What's worse, he vomited blood directly and his face was pale.

The blood river filled the sky, completely submerging the big bell, but the runes of the avenue flashed, isolating it.

The big bell roared slowly, and the runes were filled with lightning, containing the rules of the great way, blocking the attacks of the two powerful men in the Heavenly King realm.

However, this is a bloodline magical power from a powerful man in the Emperor Realm. Although it was not used by his original deity, it is still unimaginable to have a terror.

The big clock soon had cracks. Although it could be repaired automatically quickly, it could not withstand this overwhelming attack.

On the other side, the sword energy crisscrossed the world and crushed the world.

Ding Nan's sword is like a peerless magical sword that tears apart the sky, with unparalleled sharpness and domineering spirit.

The entire sky was filled with sword energy, and it could no longer be called a hundred ways, but poured out in pieces.

Ding Nan Jian was standing proudly with white clothes, and he pinched the sword in his hands, fighting against two without any disadvantage.

The powerful man named Zi Guanlin from Yinlihen and Zixiao Holy Land looked gloomy.

They naturally have heard of the great name of the sword saint Ding Nan Jian for a long time, and it is well-known.

Because he is one of the most powerful people on the continent today. Although he has not yet entered the realm of the Heavenly Lord, he has long been famous in the continent.

Before this, many powerful people in Zixiao Holy Land were killed by him under the sword. When I saw him today, it was really extraordinary.

I saw a purple spear in his hand, which soared into the sky with a murderous aura and was intimidating.

This spear was cast from divine gold, and the ancestor who cast the spear also engraved Taoist patterns inside it with his own essence and blood.

Even among the world-class divine weapons, it is the most powerful existence.

At this moment, the spear in his hand carried an extremely terrifying murderous intent and stabbed Ding Nanjian with one shot.

In an instant, the void exploded, and the purple spear pierced directly from the crack, locking Ding Nan's sword.
Chapter completed!