Nearly two-thirds of the furious Yuan Force that swarmed out from Yunbei Pavilion was swept away by the thunderclouds.

The third punishment tribulation on the firmament was already extraordinarily powerful, five times that of the ordinary Motai Tribulation Land, and now it had absorbed this strong Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

Ten thousand thunderbolts flashed at the top of the sky, and the monstrous momentum made people have the illusion that they were in a thunder prison.

Countless thunderbolts converged in the center of the Thunder Sea, and the third punishment continued to expand, and the thrilling annihilation power could be felt far away on the ground.

"What the hell is going on, is the relict space of the Medicine King Valley about to collapse?" Zhao Qingdie, Danwu Sect and the others, hiding in the mountain, looking at the vision on the sky becoming more and more huge, even enveloping the entire Medicine King Valley, their hearts were already filled with horror.

The horror in front of me was like an apocalypse.

"What is that condensed thunder in the sky...... With such a vast power, who can survive its blow?" Li Chen stood on the wreckage of a building in the Martial Arts Mansion, and a slight chill grew in his heart.

He had never seen such an earth-shattering landscape.

Inside the cave, Lin Yu, Hong Xiao, and Zheng Wu witnessed the black thunderclouds that were expanding and spreading, and their expressions changed again and again.

Lin Yu's expression turned pale, and he said with a wry smile: "After we came to the Medicine King Valley this time, our fate was really bumpy, although there are only a few days left, but it is still unknown whether we can leave this place alive!"

"I don't know where Fang Zhi is, I knew that I would leave him behind, such a strange vision, walking outside, the risk is too great...... Hongxiao said worriedly.

Although Zheng Wu's body was still weak, he still had the spirit and energy, he squeezed out a smile when he heard this, and replied with a chuckle: "Don't worry, Brother Fang has always been smart, I believe that he has already found a place to live." ”

"Yes. Hong Xiao nodded when she heard this, and then looked at the terrifying thunder tribulation in the sky with worried eyes.

This thunderstorm...... What is the cause?

In the Yunbei Pavilion, Fang Zhi knew that he was in a situation of nine deaths and one life.

Before the catastrophe of life and death, Fang Zhi was running the Daluo Jiuyang Gong like crazy, and the white beads that were originally silent in the dantian were all spinning slightly at this time, refining the complex yuan power that had surged into his body for Fang Zhi.

The Yuan Dan Realm, the second realm of ordinary martial artists, is a realm that is crucial to the cultivation realm.

This realm is not as simple as imagined, but a realm of extremely detailed differentiation.

Yuan Dan also has advantages and disadvantages.

The distinction from low to high level is: White Dan, Qing Dan, Jin Dan, and the legendary Zidan!

The White Pill is the worst, and it is often the thirty golden-veined martial artists who will condense this Dan.

Qingdan is acceptable, and the people who can condense Qingdan are all handsome, and at least nearly fifty golden lines can condense Qingdan.

And the golden pill can only be condensed by a martial artist who has reached the seventy realms of gold.

The legendary Zidan requires at least 100 gold stripes!

The merits of Yuan Dan are related to the purity of your own Yuan Force.

For example, if the Baidan warrior and the Qingdan warrior fight in the same realm, the Baidan warrior will never be the opponent of Qingdan in terms of the scale of Yuan Li!

And if the Jindan Warrior and the White Dan Warrior fight, even if the Jindan Warrior's own realm is weaker than the Baidan Warrior, as long as the gap between the realms of the two sides is not too big, they can still win!

Zidan!

In the past ten years, there have been a total of three Zidan monks in the Northern Regions.

One is named Wang Qing, an outstanding handsome man from the Holy Ground Daomen.

One person is named Sun Yu, a rare genius in the Northern Regions for thousands of years, and was later accepted as a disciple by the Holy Land Daomen.

The last person is Lin Jing, the Tianfeng clan, the nine-grade saint-level bloodline, the real lady of the sky!

And Fang Zhi!

It is the great Northern Regions, the fourth person in ten years to condense the purple pill!

And it is a purple pill condensed with one hundred and eight golden patterns!

In 700 years, the first person among hundreds of millions of people in the Northern Regions!

"Knock ——!"

At the top of the firmament, a noble and piercing purple thunderbolt pierced the sky.

At the same time, Da Luo Jiuyang Gong is worthy of being a 'mortal-level exercise' against the sky, and under the integration of the rolling Yuan Force, it finally condensed into an egg-sized Yuan Dan!

Under this compression, one hundred and eight Yuan forces were deep purple, revealing a hint of savageness.

Just as this Purple Yuan Pill was about to be completely fixed and condensed into the ground, all of a sudden, the Golden Red Yuan River below Fang Zhi's body swarmed up, like a crazy lion and tiger, forcibly integrated into the Purple Pill.

The deep purple gradually faded at this moment, and the purple, gold, red, and three colors blended together.

"Buzz ——!"

A three-color blended egg-sized Yuan Dan stood quietly in Fang Zhi's dantian after blending.

At the moment when the three-color Yuan Dan was condensed, Fang Zhi quietly revived with a desolate momentum.

It's like an ancient beast is quietly awakening.

The unimaginable monstrous Yuan Wei permeated all directions, and the moment Fang Zhi opened his eyes, a three-color glint burst out of his eyes.

The wall of the jade chamber in front of him was hit by a huge hole in the wall of the jade room that shot out of his eyes with a three-color divine light.

The moment he advanced to the Yuan Dan, Fang Zhi felt that his divine soul power was rising, and his divine thoughts had shrouded him for a few hundred meters at most.

After stepping into the Yuan Dan Realm, his divine thoughts grew wildly like spring grass, and in an instant, Fang Zhi found that his divine thoughts were enough to see a thousand meters around.

Fang Zhi's body was like a whale, and he did not refuse the Yuan Force that Han Xiao transferred and fused into his body.

In the past, these Yuan forces needed to enter the Dzi space to purify themselves before they could be integrated into their own Yuan River.

But now...... In a single thought, after the complicated Yuan Force entered the body, a three-color divine power easily refined them into pure power for his own mobilization!

"Is this the Yuan Dan Realm?!" Fang Zhi was refining the endless flow of Yuan Force, the Yuan River below the Yuan Dan had already dried up, but this would resurface the Yuan River.

Moreover, this Yuan River is a three-color Yuan Force, not the previous Jin Hong Yuan River.

Fang Zhi's cultivation has risen in a straight line, and in the early stage of the Yuan Dan Realm, after three breaths, it is already the middle stage of the Yuan Dan Realm.

Just as Fang Zhi was experiencing the pleasure of increasing his cultivation, the three Yuan forces that had surged into his body suddenly broke off.

From the tenth to the twelfth floors of Yunbei Pavilion, the final Yuan Force was finally consumed.

Fang Zhi slowly stood up, silently clenching his fists, the surging power that made him excited, enveloping his body.

"With my current cultivation, if Li Chen is in front of me, within three moves, I can kill him!" Fang Zhi's words were sharp, and his eyes flashed.

In the next second, Fang Zhi looked at the sky again and muttered, "But the catastrophe is coming, I feel that I am about to die......." ”

This complicated light in his eyes was sad at first, as if he had something on his mind.

Then came the fear, the fear of death.

But soon courage and fierceness took their place.

Without him!

His name is Fang Zhi.

The square of heaven and earth.

The ambition of the sky.

How can a mere tribulation make him surrender?