Thunderbolt, boom!

Inky black thunder, flickering in this night, a different black... Greeted by human eyes, frightened and soulful!

Shh~!

The Changyun Sword in Qin Feng's hand originally wanted to slash at the falling sixth round of demon thunder with one sword, but he found that... The Changyun Sword in his hand actually showed a sense of retreat.

This innate spirit treasure is trembling at the moment!

Qin Fengjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this Changyun Sword is an innate spirit treasure, if this sixth round of demon thunder can't be carried by it, it is naturally impossible.

The reason why I tremble is also because this is an innate spirit treasure.

has a very high spirituality, so this Changyun Sword is afraid.

I'm afraid of the breath that came out of the thunder, it was... The breath of the Demon Realm!

"Slash!"

The Changyun Sword in Qin Feng's hand dispersed and retracted, and at the same time, he drank in a low voice... The tens of thousands of Canglan swords around him suddenly condensed in front of him, condensed and piled up into a huge Canglan giant sword.

The huge sword body glowed with blue light, shining brightly in this dark night.

Rumble!

The sixth round of thunder raids bombarded this Canglan Giant Sword, the first, second, third... Under the bombardment of this demonic thunder, the blue giant sword continued to collapse, but the collapsed part was constantly condensing.

Collapse, cohesion, collapse, cohesion...

After such repeated turns, the entire Canglan Giant Sword did not collapse in a large area, and always maintained its original form, resisting the magic thunder falling from the sky.

The cloud whirlpool above the sky, the roaring demon thunder, is also as if angry at this moment, for this blue giant sword that is a thunderbolt that will not disperse, it is already in a rage.

From the whirlpool of clouds, there seemed to be a silent roar coming out, roaring sounds, scattering the wind and clouds.

Bang!

With a violent roar, a demonic thunderbolt that was stronger than before bombarded down, and this... It's still the sixth round of thunder.

Never heard of ... The thunder between the same rounds, the strength of the thunder that it rains, can have a difference of several times, or even more than ten times, it is simply unseen and unheard of!

The sixth round of thunder robbery has already reached the sixth path at this time.

And at this time, from the whirlpool of the clouds, a black light swept up, and two demonic thunders that pierced the long night came at the same time with the momentum of thunder.

This time, it was shocking that two demonic thunders thundered down at the same time, the seventh and eighth of the sixth round.

Boom!

Two black magic thunderbolts, each from one side, fell on both sides of the Canglan Giant Sword, and in an instant... Between this huge canopy, huge gaps appeared on both sides, and a large area collapsed violently.

A large area of the Canglan Sword Phantom dissipated under the power of this thunder, and before this Canglan Sword continued to differentiate into new sword shadows to fill those collapsed parts.

The sixth round of the ninth demon thunder did not give Canglan Sword the slightest respite, and it came in an instant.

Piercing the night, thunder slammed down on the tip of the sword.

Rumble!!!

The resounding sound that shook the nine heavens, the entire Canglan Giant Sword, under this ninth demon thunder, finally could no longer support it and completely collapsed, and it was originally turned into tens of thousands of Canglan Sword, at this moment... The original nine handles were returned.

There was a mournful sound of sword roaring, and the spirit was greatly damaged, and the nine Canglan swords all disappeared into Qin Feng's body.

And it's at this moment...

There was still no pause, and the seventh round of magic thunder had already fallen with a stronger and more invincible momentum.

Qin Feng's eyes were cold, his eyes glowing with flames looked at the sky, looking at the cloud whirlpool in the sky, he was sure... In the whirlpool of clouds, in the fragmented demon world.

Certain... Have the answer you want!

The thunder of the demon thunder that fell from the sky, in Qin Feng's eyes, the speed of this crash seemed to be slower and slower... In reality, however, it was stronger and more violent than before.

In the seventh round, the first, second, third, and three demonic thunders fell at the same time, and the power contained in them was already beyond the Golden Immortal's Ninety-Nine Returnless Soul Destroying Heavenly Tribulation.

"Such hatred is as deep as the sea, that life... What the hell is going on between you and me. ”

Qin Feng took a deep breath, raised his hand violently, and the golden hoop rod in his ear floated out, and instantly turned into an ancient gold iron rod in the palm of his hand.

Rumble!

Qin Feng stepped into the void fiercely, and the golden streamer on his body was surrounded, and the whole person rushed up.

Meanwhile... The great divine power of the Law Heaven and Earth was unleashed, and Qin Feng's figure turned into tens of thousands of zhang tall in the golden light, and the golden hoop stick in his hand was also turned into ten thousand zhang.

Small coin!

The huge ancient gold iron rod suddenly swung out towards the black thunder that descended, and the three black thunders shattered into nothingness in an instant, boom! Qin Feng's figure did not stop in the slightest, shattering the thunder upwards, and the magic thunder that fell from the sky could not shake Qin Feng's figure rushing up to the cloud whirlpool.

Round 7... The seventh, eighth, and ninth magic thunders, each of which roared down with the momentum of a thunderbolt!

However, all of them were the same as before, and they were directly scattered by the golden hoop stick.

And then... The whirlpool of clouds in the sky has changed at this moment.

It is no longer like before, and the next round of thunder continues without stopping, but it is rare to fall silent, but the silence is silent, and the thunderclouds in the sky have no signs of being semi-dispersed.

The black clouds are still tumbling and surging, and the cloud whirlpool is flowing at a rapid speed, which is clearly visible... In the whirlpool of clouds, the magic thunder that was completely black as ink was swimming and surging.

The eighth round of nine demon thunders is already... All of them were clearly visible in the whirlpool of clouds.

But... None of the nine demonic thunders that had already appeared fell.

These nine magic thunders are more like... In Fusion!

Nine Paths in One!

The nine demonic thunders were intertwined with each other, condensing into one little by little.

This eighth round of thunderstorming is to combine the nine demon thunders into one... The powerful power contained in it is already earth-shattering!

Zizizizi!

The sound of a razer wandering through the air is faintly visible... The nine ink-colored demon thunders were already fused most of them at this moment.

There was a wisp of destruction that emanated from the cloud vortex, from the fused thunder.

Call~!

A fierce and tyrannical aura erupted from the thunder in the whirlpool of clouds and spread out in all directions.

All the flowers and trees, all the everything... They are all withered and destroyed under this tyrannical and destructive aura.

Boom~!Boom~!Boom~Boom~!

The thunder roared incessantly, falling from the sky, tumbling between the heavens and the earth.

Ten thousand zhang body, golden light flowed brightly, Qin Feng stood in the air, raised his eyes to look at the sky, his eyes were glowing with cold determination, the golden hoop stick in his hand, at this moment, the ancient gold body began to have carved dragon patterns began to appear, and the sound of dragon roars rose loudly from the golden hoop stick.

Ten dragon souls inside...

At this moment, they are all waking up!

(End of chapter)