This truth, Ling Xian knew in his heart, at this moment, he had already used all his strength,

I have worked so hard to get to this point, how can I fall short?

Fight!

Ling Xian was covered in blue light and glass, and his mana was driven to the extreme.

However, at this moment, an unimaginable loud sound came into the ears, and the thunderbolt on a sunny day was not worth mentioning compared to it.

Ling Xian couldn't help but raise his head, only to see that in the sky above his head, the whirlpool formed by the catastrophic clouds, after absorbing a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, was unexpectedly expanded.

As the volume skyrocketed, one wind after another blew out from the whirlpool, fused with lightning, and conjured into a dragon with teeth and claws.

The body is incomparably long, more than a hundred feet, hideous and terrifying, and the whole body is so black that it seems to be different from ink.

"This ......"

Ling Xian's eyes widened, he could be regarded as knowledgeable, but at this moment, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and couldn't close it.

Last time, I saw Ning Lei Chengbing, but I didn't expect that this time, I met the Heavenly Tribulation Psychic again, such a thing, there are not many records in the classics, Ling Xian's face couldn't help but be full of wry smiles.

This Jiaolong was not trivial, the threat it brought to him had even reached the point of no return, and Ling Xian's body even trembled a little.

It's not cowardly, it's from the depths of the soul.

But at this moment, Ling Xian knew in his heart that he couldn't retreat.

There are also strong enemies looking around.

At this time, even if you show a little timidity, you will let the other party seize the opportunity.

A thought went through my head.

Ling Xian's expression suddenly became as if he were at home.

Afraid, there is no use.

At this time, only courage can resolve the danger in front of you.

Roar!

Thinking of this, the aura on Ling Xian's body became extremely dazzling. Rushed forward with no relent.

Like a moth to a fire, putting it to death and then being born is Ling Xian's last choice.

With the sound of a clear sound, I saw that dazzling spiritual light transformed into an angry phoenix in the void.

Rumble!

Terrible impact, like a meteorite falling to the ground.

Ling Xian had already collided fiercely with the monstrous dragon.

The monster's castration was blocked, but Ling Xian's eyes, ears, mouth and nose had traces of blood oozing out.

Even if his strength was far superior to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level. Even if his primordial infant is about to condense successfully, he still can't resist the power of heaven and earth, the dragon is a hundred miles away, and the aura of heaven and earth is gathered, and the momentum is naturally amazing.

A smile appeared on the face of the green-robed monk, and he wanted to sneak attack, but there were still lightning bolts above his head, which made him tired of dealing with it for a moment. I can't take care of Ling Xian anymore.

It doesn't matter, this kid can't survive it, even if he watches his soul fly away here, it's the same.

His eyes were full of resentment, and Ling Xian naturally couldn't give up.

He gritted his teeth, wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, and then not only did not flinch. Instead, he took three steps forward.

Roar!

With the roaring sound, the sound of gurgling kept coming to the ears.

Ling Xian's body. All of a sudden, it got a lot bigger.

Become a giant with a height of ten feet.

This is the point where he drove the blood of the giant god to the extreme.

Although it is still small compared to the hundred-zhang long Jiaolong, the strength of the immortal cultivator is never directly proportional to the size of the figure.

After incarnating into a giant, his strength, as well as the strength of his physical body. The number of phases has increased a lot.

It can even awaken the talents of some ancient giants.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian did not have time to identify them one by one, the brave man was fearless, and Ling Xian once again rushed over.

Throw a punch......

Thundered!

The whole sky shook.

The power of the fist mixed with the mana, turning into a colorful tiger. The roar was loud, like a dragon pounced.

Will it be a battle of the dragons?

Unfortunately, such an expectation is too naïve.

The dragon opened its bloody mouth, and actually swallowed the tiger into its stomach in one bite, and then hiccuped, as if this guy really had consciousness.

What to do?

The brave Ling Xian was also a little dazed for a while.

With his bare hands, he must beat this guy.

Wait, why do you have to go with your bare hands?

I was really dizzy.

With a flick of the robe, the Thousand Jiao Knife slashed through a graceful arc, and behind Ling Xian, it seemed that an endless sea had appeared.

The treasure rose in the wind.

In an instant, it has been reduced to more than dozens of feet.

The giant sword technique has been driven to the extreme by Ling Xian.

"Fall!"

With a loud shout, the Qianjiao knife slashed the head of the evil Jiao.

Ling Xian himself felt outrageous that he had crossed the tribulation like this, but now, it was indeed the most important time, deciding life and death, and judging the winner or loser.

Whether you want it or not, you can only do your best.

Therefore, Ling Xian didn't have the slightest reservation, and injected the mana all over his body into the Thousand Jiao Knife, and suddenly, the blue mang became more and more dazzling, and on the surface, there were also circles of electric arcs.

Last time, because of the condensation of thunder, the Thousand Jiao Knife accidentally absorbed some of the power of the heavenly thunder and turned into a rare dual-attribute treasure.

It's just that compared to the water attribute, the attribute of thunder and lightning is too weak, and under normal circumstances, it is also difficult to excite.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian exerted all his strength, and suddenly, let the Thousand Jiao Knife also exert one hundred percent power.

Can you stop this terrible catastrophe!

Ling Xian didn't know.

But the next time, his eyes widened.

Without him, the next scene was something that Ling Xian never dreamed of.

Without the slightest warning, the hundred-foot-long dragon suddenly shrank inexplicably.

Then he pounced on the Qianjiao knife.

Why is that?

Ling Xian was also considered to be knowledgeable, but such an incredible scene also made his eyes widen.

With a crackling sound reaching his ears, Ling Xian felt the huge power of heavenly thunder and began to merge with the Thousand Jiao Knife.

It was completely absorbed.

A great danger was thus vanished invisibly.

Fall on one's feet!

But Ling Xian stayed where he was.

The strength shown by the dragon just now was too outrageous, and he never dreamed that he would turn the corner like this.

Luck or coincidence?

Or is there a heaven to help you?

Ling Xian didn't know, but soon his face showed ecstasy.

Because the clouds above him have begun to dissipate.

Although the process is a bit outrageous, it is always worth rejoicing in turning danger into a disaster, isn't it?

Moreover, the Yuan Infant in his Dantian Purple Mansion had been completely condensed and formed, although it was still very fragile, but Ling Immortal was already a genuine Yuan Infant Stage Immortal Cultivator!

Feeling the surging mana in his body, compared with the peak of the Jindan period, it has increased more than once, under the catastrophe, although the enemy has not fallen, but because of the blessing in disguise, Ling Xian's strength is no longer the same as the previous moment. (To be continued.) )