"Hugh should be distracted and bent on the catastrophe!"

At this time, in the Flood Desolate Bone Palace, the Golden Horn Old King was also looking at Fang Xing worriedly.

In order to help Fang Xing protect the Dharma, he has exerted great mana, the entire Flood Desolate Bone Hall dome was discharged, the bone wall was moved, if the big apse has undergone a transformation of the magic circle, it has turned into a huge white bone altar, the Flood Desolate Bone Hall has accumulated an unknown amount of Dao Qi far away, along the white bone veins that built the bone hall, the silk converged like a stream of water, and then flowed into the altar, transpiring, becoming part of the power to help Fang Xing resist the thunder tribulation, and above the white bone altar, the Golden Horn King exhaled a few breaths of evil breath, but in the air turned into a black cloud of essence, dividing the void into two halves, blocking the calamity cloud......

It is precisely because of this that Xue Lingtu and the others, who have been standing at the other end of the bone bridge, can't find the vision of the gathering of the clouds here.

Just as Xue Lingtu raised the butcher's knife against the female disciple of the Fuyao Palace at the other end of the bone bridge, there was a thunderclap in the air, purple in color, like a heavenly river hanging upside down, and it had already rumbled down and fell towards Fang Xing, who was sitting on the white bone altar.

"Grab the avenue to the sky and turn into a supernatural power!"

Fang Xing's expression at this time was also rare and solemn, in the face of the terrifying thunderstorm, he just slowly stretched out his hand, crossed his five fingers, and pressed it into the air, the water-like thunderstorm had already slashed on the top of his head in an instant, and then flooded his whole body, countless tiny thunder snakes swam beside him, and even drilled into his meridians, like ordinary mana swimming in every inch of his meridians, tearing every inch of skin, destroying pieces of bones, shaking every wisp of divine thought, and filling every acupoint......

Pain......

At this moment, Fang Xing's entire face was deformed!

It's really not human, he feels like he is being roasted on a fire, and it seems like he is being locked in a Dan furnace, like refining the elixir, embarking on the path of cultivation, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels more and more able to control his own destiny, but at this time, he has an incomparably small, incomparably fragile feeling, as if he will disappear at any time, no longer exists!

Life is as helpless as duckweed, and the avenue is like the sea, and I am like sand!

When the thunderstorm came, it was even like the whole world was pressing towards itself!

One person, one soul, is the enemy of the whole world!

At this moment, there is a great terror coming, and people can't help but want to merge into that piece of heaven and earth, just like when a person is facing the enemy's thousands of troops, he subconsciously wants to become a member of the thousands of troops, so as not to be lonely, become the enemy of the thousands of troops, for this reason, he is even willing to give up his position and abandon the knife in his hand......

But Fang Xing also understood that if he really did that, the tribulation would also fail.

If he has the intention of giving up in his heart, he will really integrate into that world, but he will also lose himself.

But he can't completely resist, because in the face of the thunder tribulation, resistance is to be the enemy of the thunder tribulation, even if he really survives through this resistance in the end, it does not mean that the tribulation is successful, but it just belongs to resisting the thunder tribulation and not dying......

It cannot be assimilated by it, nor can it be completely resisted!

Between success and failure, only one point!

"Cultivation is self-cultivation, cultivation is immortality, cultivation is self-permanence......

In the midst of the rolling thunderstorm, Fang Xing spoke in a low voice, which was a concept in the Taishang Sutra of Seeking the Dao, at this time, it turned into his language, and he said it to strengthen his beliefs, and in the process, he simply gave up resisting, and directly opened everything, letting the thunder drown himself, letting that power wash himself, the meridians were broken, they were repaired, the bones were broken, they grew again, the consciousness was worn out, and they would be regenerated by a little spiritual sense, gradually repeatedly, endlessly!

"This thunder tribulation is actually a great gift from the heavens to cultivators......

Fang Xing gradually, the color of pain faded on his face, and instead he laughed softly and spread his arms.

There is a great terror in the thunderstorm, and he is tempering himself with this great terror.

Wash away your own filth with thunder, and protect the true soul with your heritage.

Although he has not been practicing for a long time, he has infinite creation, a solid foundation, and the Taishang Dao Sutra points out the method of the Great Dao, so in this thunder tribulation, he seems extremely indifferent, without a sense of urgency, just calmly accepting this thunder tribulation.

Take the thunder tribulation that has changed the color of the cultivators as a great gift, accept it calmly, and use it to cultivate yourself.

Boom! Boom!

Wave after wave of thunderstorms, falling from the sky and slashing above Fang Xing's head.

The White Bone Altar has already emitted ripples one after another, which is the heritage that the Flood Desolate Bone Hall has accumulated for an unknown number of years, helping him to resist this thunderstorm, and countless thunderstorms that fell from the sky are like a spiritual sense, helping Fang Xing to connect heaven and earth, and to some extent the gods and minds are blended with heaven and earth, but they remain autonomous, and they can spy on the mysteries between heaven and earth to their heart's content.

"No problem, I should be able to survive the ...... safely"

The Golden Horn Old God King kept a safe distance, quietly watching Fang Xing's tribulation, his face a little relieved.

Even he had to sigh, the junior of the human race in this life is really extraordinary, and it is even possible to reproduce the demeanor of the immortals in ancient times, you must know that now that today's great changes, the road of cultivation is so difficult, that is, those who have practiced hundreds or thousands of old cultivators, how many people can survive the thunder tribulation safely? And this little devil Shou Yuan is so small, he has already embarked on the road of the tribulation, and even walked very smoothly, with a deep heritage, almost if he accepts the baptism of this thunder tribulation in all directions, the danger is not big!

At the same time, he looked worriedly at the outside of the Flood Desolate Bone Palace.

Compared with the crisis of Fang Xingdu, he was more worried that things outside would affect him.

At this time, he had already exerted his great mana, giving birth to black clouds, isolating this white bone altar, not letting the sound from the outside come in, and not letting Fang Xing sense everything that happened, and at the same time secretly thinking in his heart, even if he wanted to kill, then kill quickly, it was best to kill all the people before Fang Xing's tribulation ended, and then they would be saved from being so worried......

"Looking for ...... Death"

But just when Fang Xing's first thunder tribulation was about to end, Fang Xing's calm face suddenly showed a trace of anger, and then his eyes blinked, at this moment, even the old king of the flood desolation seemed to have an illusion, as if he saw the nine heavens, and there was also one eye that blinked and looked in the direction of the bone bridge, and that gaze was not something he could isolate at all.

"Bad ......"

The old king of the wilderness realized that he was still a little negligent!

He blocked the White Bone Altar with great mana, but he didn't want Fang Xing to sense everything that happened outside and disturb the Tribulation, but he was not a Terran monk after all, and he didn't know the subtleties of the Tribulation, when Fang Xing crossed the Tribulation, he and Heaven and Earth were one to some extent, and the Tribulation Cloud in the air, even his eyes, he could isolate him from contact with the outside world, but he couldn't isolate the Tribulation Cloud, at this time, the behavior of the Protoss creatures at the end of the Bone Bridge had been completely seen by him, and even angered him......

Fortunately, Fang Xing's thunder tribulation was about to be over.

"Fang Xiaoyou, and listen to the old man's words, those who become big things are not informal, those people set up a poisonous plan, that is, to provoke you out, once you come forward to save people, then our plan will be ruined, and even my Honghuang Bone Hall will be difficult to stay out of the matter, let alone shelter you, I'm afraid that we will not be able to protect ourselves at that time, you must listen to the old man this time, don't fall for their poisonous schemes......"

While he was anxiously persuading, he quickly thought about how to deal with it.

The Honghuang Bone Hall forcibly protected Fang Xing, and wanted to help him "whitewash" in the identity of the Protoss, which was already a little reluctant, and because of this, Fang Xing's performance at this time was even more important, once in the matter of the women of the Fuyao Palace, Fang Xing couldn't bear it and came forward to rescue him, he would be grabbed by those Protoss creatures, and even threatened with it, not to mention that the matter of protecting Fang Xing would become an empty talk, even the Honghuang Bone Hall could not be cleaned, the heirs of the Little Immortal Realm were too ruthless, and if they killed two birds with one stone......

"I ...... I have a ...... in my heart."

Fang Xing obviously didn't listen to the words of the Golden Horn Old King, he had already staggered to his feet, intending to go outside.

"You ......"

The Golden Horn Old King was in a hurry, his eyes shrank, and he even had the idea of forcibly leaving Fang Xing behind.

Even if Fang Xing has now survived a thunder tribulation, he is a serious scattered immortal, but he is still not a master in front of Lao Wang, he is sure enough to forcibly leave him here, but after staying, the rest of the matter is not easy to deal with!

It's a pity that the old king of the flood has not even had time to implement this plan......

When he and Fang Xing were distracted by this incident, they didn't notice that after the first thunder tribulation had passed, the tribulation clouds above the White Bone Altar had not only dispersed, but even thickened, and after the first wave of tribulation thunder dissipated, the difference was less than three breaths, and suddenly, the tribulation clouds swelled again, descending like a whirlpool, and the huge thunder pillar rumbled down again.

This wave of thunder tribulation is not only more urgent, but also obviously more terrifying!

"Second Thunderbolt?"

The Golden Horn King almost lost his voice at this time.

The scene in front of him was so weird and terrifying that even he didn't expect it at all......

Fang Xing was also obviously a little stunned at this time, and looked up at the sky, revealing a look of surprise.

I had just passed the first thunder tribulation, and before I could gather mana, the second thunder tribulation came......

"A catastrophe is a catastrophe, and there is really no ...... that is so easy to get over"

Fang Xing even smiled bitterly in his heart: "I have a profound background, countless creations, the first thunder tribulation is not a threat to me at all, coupled with the guidance of the Taishang Dao Sutra, I thought that I could treat this cultivator as a flood beast to resist the calamity of the beast unharmed, but I didn't expect that there is a calamity in the underworld, and one thunder tribulation cannot be achieved, and God actually gave me two ...... at the same time."

Outside, the lives of the disciples of Fuyao Palace are on the verge of death!

Inside, the second thunder tribulation struck fiercely......

Inside, Fang Xing only stayed for half a breath, and then suddenly jumped up: "Damn, fight!" (To be continued.) )