Tong Yan made very adequate preparations for this catastrophe, but even so, the plan was still far from changing as fast as the change. As a last resort, he could only use the last killer weapon in advance to carry this seventh heavenly thunder.

What kind of killer weapon did he prepare? Nothing else, it's the stars breaking.

He knew better than anyone the power of Xingchen Break, if he used up all the power of Xingchen and used it to cast Xingchen Break, he might really be able to block a heavenly thunder, and there was a great chance. But in this way, he really doesn't have anything to rely on.

Just imagine, carrying the first few heavenly thunders has already consumed the immortal power in his body, and if even the power of the stars is exhausted, then he really doesn't have any backhand.

But he also knew in his heart that there was no way out. If he doesn't do that now, I'm afraid his time of death will come.

Taking a deep breath, he began to gather the power of the stars in his hands as much as possible. Casting the Star Break is not something that can be completed in an instant, taking advantage of the fact that the clouds in the sky are gathering strength, it is an excellent time for him to accumulate the power of the stars to prepare for the Star Break.

Time passed little by little, and the seventh heavenly thunder finally fell from the sky with the sound of thunderbolts.

The speed is jaw-dropping, and the strength of the fall is moving.

Tong Yan looked up, the power of the stars in his hand that could no longer be compressed was ready, now let's see if everything is the same as he speculated.

If Xingchen Break couldn't completely neutralize this seventh heavenly thunder, then he would probably have to pay the price with his life. And if he can succeed smoothly, it means that he still has the opportunity to meet the baptism of the eighth heavenly thunder.

The purple-red seventh heavenly thunder was already close at hand, and Tong Yan finally threw out the ball of light compressed by the power of the stars in his hand.

The volume of the ball of light was completely incomparable to this seventh heavenly thunder, one was a giant dragon, and the other was only a fist-sized stone. But this "stone" is not simple, if the power is exerted to the extreme, it may be able to crush the "dragon".

It's too late, it's too soon. The ball of light flew upwards and met the seventh heavenly thunder. Then I heard a loud "boom", and the ball of light exploded completely. The powerful shock wave shook Tong Yan's blood and spurted wildly, and the dazzling light completely engulfed the seventh heavenly thunder.

"Gotta succeed, gotta succeed. Please! ”

Tong Yan prayed in his heart, hoping that the ball of light compressed by the power of the stars could live up to his expectations.

But how could the Seventh Heavenly Thunder be so vulnerable? Although most of it was neutralized by the explosion of the ball of light, the remaining thunder light still broke through the barrier created by the ball of light, and it was like a giant python biting at Tong Yan.

At this time, Tong Yan had already fallen to the ground and couldn't move, he watched the few rays of lightning attack, but he couldn't do anything.

He closed his eyes, and he had no choice but to bear in silence.

In just a few moments, the few rays of electric light hit him.

The piercing pain directly made him faint to death, he had lost his senses, although there was still a trace of life, but he was also standing on the edge of death.

The electric light raged on his body for a while, and then slowly disappeared.

As it turned out, he made the right decision. The power of this seventh heavenly thunder can almost be equal to the sum of the first six heavenly thunders. If he hadn't made a killer move in advance, maybe he would have turned into a pile of scorched earth by now.

But even so, he fell into a coma. If he can't wake up in time, the eighth heavenly thunder will be his guillotine knife.

Just waiting for the thunder to disappear, Situ Yuxin, who was watching not far away, stepped forward again.

He looked down at Tong Yan, who was already unconscious in the pit, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Skywalker, you are indeed strong. To be able to carry this seventh heavenly thunder, you are already far beyond many human monks. It's a pity that even though you are a Skywalker, the power of Heavenly Dao's punishment for you has still doubled, and the ninth heavenly thunder of ordinary people is probably not as good as your seventh heavenly thunder. I really don't know if God wants you to live, or does he want you to die? It seems that even if I don't make a move, the next thunder will be enough to kill you. If you can hear it, please be blessed. ”

Speaking of this, he deliberately looked up at the sky. Not daring to stay here any longer, he retreated into the distance again.

After about two or three minutes like this, the clouds in the sky were obviously overwhelmed, and it seemed that the eighth heavenly thunder was coming.

But at this moment, Tong Yan was obviously still in a coma, how should he deal with this eighth heavenly thunder?

At this critical moment, for some reason, he suddenly opened his eyes in a coma, and then a sneer appeared on his somewhat charred face.

I heard him say to himself: "What a waste, this is just the seventh heavenly thunder, can't you bear it?" You want me to die with you. Ontology, I tell you, I will not die under any circumstances. Now that you're unconscious, I'll be responsible for the rest of the thunderstorm. I'd like to see how powerful the thunder really is. ”

At this point, he struggled to his feet. Immediately afterwards, a red aura appeared on his body, and the whole person became very different.

Oh, I see. Tong Yan was unconscious, but his doppelganger soul controlled his body. It seems that this is his doppelganger who intends to cross the catastrophe on his behalf.

But if you think about it carefully, they are one, and it seems that there is nothing to replace or not replace, and this thunderstorm is what they need to face together.

The red aura had already filled the entire big pit, and at this moment, only a loud "click" was heard, and the eighth heavenly thunder finally fell.

Looking up, the appearance of this eighth heavenly thunder was quite similar to a big knife, and its volume was twice as large as the seventh heavenly thunder just now. Not only that, but this eighth heavenly thunder was also more vivid, and the purple-red light was extremely dazzling.

It's a pity that such a beautiful color is like the color of the Death Scythe in the eyes of others, seemingly beautiful, but full of danger.

Tong Yan looked up, his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and then his body squatted, as if he was about to rush towards the eighth heavenly thunder.

That's right, that's what Tong Yan's clone thinks now. With Tong Yan's current physical condition, it is no longer possible to withstand the eighth heavenly thunder. If you don't gamble now, you will surely die.

Tong Yan's doppelganger naturally has the same wisdom as him. Judging the situation, he can still make the best judgment.

Seeing that the eighth heavenly thunder was less than twenty meters away from the ground, Tong Yan suddenly exerted force with his legs, and the person was like a red sword, directly rushing towards the giant knife transformed by the heavenly thunder.

It seems to be a contest between swords and knives, but in fact it is a contest between life and death.

The result?