Qingjiao Jin and Taixuan Jing were running at an unprecedented speed, and their true qi and qi and blood were all resisting the attack of thunder and lightning.

At the same time, he was also unfamiliarly using these two powers, as well as the power of the primordial gods, to devour the masculine power in the thunder.

Especially the martial arts primordial god, at this moment, his primordial god can only be regarded as a yin god, and he can't appear under the sun at all.

Like Serena in the past, she will be turned to ashes when she is exposed to the sun.

Although it is said that the primordial spirit of martial arts cannot be found out of the body, it does not mean that it is impossible.

Wang Jian has never done this, but he also knows that the Yin God is very dangerous, and one careless person may be wiped out.

But now, the thunder thunderbolt down, the masculine power in the thunder and lightning, and part of the thunder power that penetrates into the body are absorbed and blocked.

But the Yuan Shen was also a little turbulent because of this, although the sea of knowledge was still very stable, which was caused by the several buzzing of the prototype of the Chaos Bell.

Zhihai is incomparably wide and stable, and unless the thunder is slashed head-on, and he has no obstruction, it is impossible to blast away Zhihai.

But Wang Jian will not wait for things to get out of control before accepting reality, and deliberately controls the power of the Yuan Shen to circulate all over his body.

This primordial power was immediately incinerated by the masculine power of the thunder, and the pain in it almost made him scream.

But with persistence, the remaining part of the power of the Yuan Shen has a faint masculine aura.

When he was taken back into the primordial spirit, he immediately crackled like water in a pot of oil, making him extremely uncomfortable.

A large amount of gray qi filled the air, and even seeped out of the sea of consciousness and the physical body, floating in mid-air, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Feeling the condition of his martial arts spirit and body, Wang Jian was very happy.

"Okay, cross the tribulation, survive the thunder tribulation, and become an immortal, no wonder the thunder tribulation is so important."

He muttered, but there was one thing he didn't say, that is, why the system took half a year to prepare.

The Tribulation is so important, even though it is only the second Tribulation Thunder, but the benefits of it make him crazy.

The Martial Dao Jin Dan is still so mixed, but it has shrunk a little bit. The shrunken anger is all impurities in the true qi.

Jin Dan is like this, and the changes in the martial arts spirit are even greater.

Although he was still a Yin God, and there were even some potholes, he could feel that the Yuan Shen was more condensed.

Although he is still far from the realm of the Yang God, he has just started the tribulation, and he has already received so many benefits, how can he not be ecstatic.

And even the body is a little stronger, although the surface and body are a little scorched, and there are still remnants of lightning power that continue to destroy.

Everything is developing in a good direction, and he is even more looking forward to what will be good after the successful tribulation.

In an instant, the third thunderbolt struck.

Wang Jian, who had gradually adapted to it, did not panic, and continued to use qi and blood, true qi and the power of the primordial spirit to resist and refine.

His figure was in a posture that was blended in the strength of the frog, urging all his cultivation.

Seeing Wang Jian slammed into his body one after another, the other party stood there without moving, only occasionally shaking when he was struck by lightning.

Otherwise, they all thought he had been hacked to death.

Such a bizarre phenomenon has attracted more and more people's attention.

In particular, journalists from some countries have flocked to the city.

And the onlookers around were talking about it, and some sighed that Wang Jian was powerful, and the ground was scorched, and he was still posing there.

As for Sheng Yayu and a few other women who understood the danger of the catastrophe, they were a little worried.

This is just the beginning, and a dozen thunderbolts seem to be very ferocious, but they are only the beginning.

Feeling the strong breath in it, I can't help but worry about the women.

Even if he knew that Wang Jian had the prototype of the Chaos Bell and could protect himself, it was still the case.

The thunder slashed down one by one, and the vibranium nanomaterial clothes on Wang Jian's body were gradually damaged, and the remnants didn't even have time to be repaired.

And his hair was all standing on end, and some of them were even charred.

The same is true for the skin, but in the next moment, it is repaired by the powerful qi and blood, and then it is as smooth as jade.

When the twenty tribulation thunderbolts fell, Wang Jian felt that his qi, blood, and true qi were already in a full state.

He knew that this was not a matter of not decreasing but increasing under the resistance to the Thunder Tribulation, and then refining a part of the Thunder Tribulation to reach a state of perfection.

In fact, he was no longer able to continue refining, and his cultivation at this stage could only persist to this extent.

This is normal, Qingjiao Jin and Taixuan Jing have never been exercises for refining alien powers.

Although the essence of Thunder and Frog Bone Broth is the same, it is too grumpy and needs more time.

Neither of them is a highly efficient exercise, but a slow, gradual and ever-increasing nature.

Now it is running so fast, and nature is not enough.

This is also thanks to Wang Jian's own improvement of the exercises, and if he changes to the original version, he will not be able to refine it at all.

"In that case, let's go for it."

Hard resistance is actually more difficult, because if you don't resist, you will bear all your strength by yourself, and he knows best how strong the harm is.

It's actually not bad now, since his injuries healed and his cultivation skyrocketed, he had long wanted to find an opponent to fight.

Thinking of this, he was shocked, and Qingjiao's posture immediately turned into a horse step, and he punched into the sky.

The terrifying fist intent roared out, and the thirty-first tribulation thunder was blasted apart by the fist force in mid-air.

Hiss!

There was a gasp all around, and Coulson and the other S.H.I.E.L.D. members were shivering.

Even Wang Jian's ten toys were full of horror, and they were immediately replaced by worship.

As for the others, they had different looks, but they were all attracted by his punch.

Since the realization of the four-point gun intent, Wang Jian's understanding of the fist intent has also become easier.

It took some time, although it hadn't broken through yet, it was still only a three-point peak punch intent, but how terrifying this punch was.

With a punch, Wang Jian stood up straight and looked down at the torn clothes. Although it is only the outermost two sets, it still makes him feel distressed.

Overhead, the dark clouds became thicker, and the thirty-second path quickly split down.

Wang Jian's body bounced up, his head and feet, and his legs were covered by dragon-shaped energy, shining with golden light, blinding the eyes of others.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, the dragon's legs bombarded the thunder.

The thunder shattered, and Wang Jian's figure was also split and fell, and the thunder and lightning were entwined all over his body, wantonly destroying.

He looked miserable, blackened, but he looked extremely excited.

When he fell to the ground, he slapped his palm towards the sky.

The palm print, condensed by the clouds and mist, slapped into the sky, resisting the thirty-third thunderstorm.

The next moment, Wang Jian puffed up his whole body of true qi and frantically resisted the indiscriminate bombardment of the thunder.

The Descending Dragon Palm, the Descending Dragon Leg, the Fengshen Leg, the Cloud Palm, the Heavenly Frost Fist, the Peerless Emperor Fist, etc., were all cast one by one, as long as it was mastered by him, he did not hesitate to cast it.

There are a lot of powerful means to resist the more and more dense thunderstorms.