"It's coming!"

Zhang Fan, the drunken Daoist, and the Xinglan Fairy, all of them took a deep breath, all distracting thoughts were thrown away, and they suddenly condensed.

"Wow~~Wow~~~"

Patches of shrines, starting from their feet, spread towards the Thunder Cliff, and all of them trembled violently, as if there was something in them that was about to break open the shrines and go straight to the sky.

- Statue of the Corpse Abandoned Daoist!

It is the statues of the gods that stand tall in the shrine, the whole body is like a treasure covered with dust, and the jade is covered.

Just when Zhang Fan and the three of them were staring intently, the violent vibration of the shrine suddenly stopped, and was replaced by the sound of cracking and collapsing, but in an instant, it turned into dust.

"It's ......"

At this moment, Zhang Fan and the others all looked shocked and shocked.

In these moments, it was empty, only the dust and stone powder piled up above the shrine, and a large area of five-colored auspicious clouds emerged, hazy, twilight rising, if it was not a little too vague, less but condensed, it was simply a copy of Zhang Fanqingyun's supernatural powers.

"Is this the condensation of the people's wishes and the fulfillment of Shinto incense?"

Looking at this piece of auspicious clouds that I don't know how many people's wishes have been condensed, and I don't know how many incense sticks on the statues of gods, Zhang Fan and the others couldn't help but change their expressions.

The primeval Shinto, which was the method that dominated human beings in ancient times, and the spiritual things of heaven and earth transcended hope, left behind many legends, but unfortunately disappeared from the world with the fall of the Holy Emperor and the demon gods.

This scene in front of him may be the first time in hundreds of thousands of years that the Shinto method has been reopened, so how can Zhang Fan and the others not care?

Under their fiery gaze, this large area of auspicious clouds, like a violent wind, surging towards a place, surging madly.

- Thunder Bluff!

The auspicious clouds condensed by the will of these people, and the surging target is the thunder power that pierces the heavens and the earth.

Looking from the standing, Zhang Fan and the others only saw the top of the thunder cliff, there was a catastrophe and thunder pouring down like a torrential rain, and some figures were full of golden light and corpses.

In a trance, with the convergence of five-colored auspicious clouds, a huge, human-shaped phantom is gradually condensing, standing up to the sky.

"Time is running out!"

"Let's go!"

Before the words fell, in the fierce wind, Zhang Fan suddenly floated into the air, turned into a golden rainbow, and in an instant, cut through the sky, and threw himself straight into the Thunder Cliff.

In the midst of the purple lightning and thunder in the sky, a golden rainbow broke through the sky, which seemed so abrupt and obvious. It looks like it is clearly straight forward, straight forward, but the dense thunder like a rainstorm, but it seems to have eyes, always falling on the left and right, never hit in the golden rainbow, just like a swimming fish shuttling in the sea water, indescribable mysterious.

The drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and turned into two streamers, following behind Zhang Fan.

Seeing the situation at this time, the two of them were secretly glad that they did not oppose Zhang Fan's opinion earlier, but came here with him to improvise. If not, I'm afraid that after today, let alone immortality, saving life has become a problem.

In the past, there was a thunder punishment every three years, but this time it was only a year; the heavenly punishment had just begun, and the corpse forsaken Daoist had used all the power of the people to shatter all the gods, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a ruined boat, success or failure in one fell swoop.

Comprehensively, it is not difficult to conclude that if the corpse abandonment Taoist, the top powerhouse of the ancients, survives this crisis, I am afraid that it will really be a dragon entering the sea and leaping into the dragon gate, and it will be impossible to control it again.

......

"Boom!

A pillar of thunder with the thickness of dozens of people hugging each other, with a loud roar, fell from the sky and fell.

Everywhere the thunder pillar passed, countless twists and turns of thunder and lightning spread in all directions, as if the huge power of the thunder pillar, even the thunder power traveling in the air, had all detonated out.

When the thunder light reflected in all directions, Zhang Fan and the other three revealed their figures from the light and looked intently at the place not far away.

Here, it is already the top of the Thunder Cliff, the place of destruction where the Heavenly Punishment and Thunder gather.

The thunder pillar, which was extremely thick and the only one seen in his life, passed past the place where the three of them were standing, but Zhang Fan and the others were not moved at all, as if they were unconscious.

It's not that they despise the power of this calamity, but the situation in front of them tells them that this pillar of thunder can't fall on them at all.

Not to mention this thick thunder pillar, even the dragon-like purple lightning that emerged in the void, or the accumulated thunder power rising on the ground, were all in front of them, converging towards one place, as if there was some supreme treasure there, attracting all the thunder.

There, it is also the place where the eyes of Zhang Fan and others converge, there, there is no treasure, there is just a person, and his eighteen golden corpses that dominate the world.

What appeared in front of Zhang Fan at this time was the scene that appeared in the dream of a thousand mountains and clouds - eighteen golden corpses, resisting the power of heaven, blocking the thunder punishment, and reversing the situation.

"Boom~~Boom~~~"

Above, there are thick thunder pillars, which continue to split and fall, as if they are endless, even if the clouds of thunder in the sky are boundless and deep, and the clouds of thunder do not disperse or fade in the slightest;

Below, there were small arcs of electricity, radiating endlessly, like a spider web swimming dragon, but it was a thick thunder pillar that shattered, turning into countless arcs of aftermath, covering the entire Thunder Cliff.

In the center of this up-and-down intersection, a hole suddenly opened, as if the entire cliff had been hollowed out.

Above the Great Cave, a platform hovers over the most terrifying part of the Thunder Might. On it, a rickety and thin figure lay quietly on its back, and up and down the body, eighteen golden corpses rotated, one by one rising to the sky, resisting the thunder that fell.

All the roaring sounds, the endless free arcs, are all the products of this thunderstorm and the golden corpse.

This scene is vaguely similar to what I saw in the dream of a thousand mountains and clouds at the pine and cypress, if there is any difference, it is that the intensity is a hundred times that makes Zhang Fan and others frightened.

“......”

Looking at each other speechlessly, whether it was Zhang Fan, or the drunken Daoist or the Xinglan Fairy, they were speechless for a while, and they didn't know what to say.

In the moment they observed, no less than a thousand tribulation thunderbolts slashed down, each of which was not inferior to the previous terrifying thunder pillar with the thickness of dozens of people hugging each other.

Not to mention thousands, even if it is just one, although Zhang Fan and others have no problem taking it by themselves, it is inevitable to suffer a small injury after all.

But in front of the three of them, the eighteen golden corpses came up one after another, and they followed all the thunderstorms unscathed, smashing them to pieces one by one, and they were no longer a threat.

This is only what I saw for a moment, but what about the previous and the future?

At this point, Zhang Fan knew that the golden corpse under the control of the corpse abandonment sect leader was afraid that he could not even exert one-tenth of his power, but even so, it made them embarrassed.

If you really let the corpse abandonment Daoist free his hand and come out with all his strength with the power of the eighteen golden corpses, whether Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram can resist it is still between the two.

Zhang Fan asked himself that there were countless strong people he had seen in his life, whether it was Changfeng Zhenjun, the Wise Wolf King, the Peacock Minglun King, and the eight-armed demon god, none of them were weaker than the corpse abandoned Daoist in his heyday, but the shock that brought him was the most powerful with this person.

After all, the few people in front of him are strong, but they have never shown all their power in front of him, if there is such an opportunity, I am afraid that he would have whined and lamented. The corpse abandonment Taoist is different, with the power of the eighteen golden corpses to resist the power of the heavens without falling into the wind, and not once or twice, but for tens of thousands of years, countless battles, such strength, it is really terrifying and terrifying, and the mountains are uplifted.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly exploded the heavens and the earth, flying sand and stones, filling the sky, countless earth and stones floated up from afar, like thousands of streams returning to the sect, submerged into the thunderclouds, and were shattered into imperceptible dust without suspense.

This is a rolling thunder, crashing away, turning into endless wandering purple lightning, and shooting the things that can be absorbed together into the air.

After the thunder, the heaven and the earth suddenly fell silent, just like the unique tranquility after the storm.

Zhang Fan's eyebrows were raised suddenly, knowing that the real show was about to be staged.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see that at the moment when the thunder rolled by, although the thunder was shattered, the eighteen golden corpses were also blasted down, falling on the platform, and all over the body were full of purple lightning.

In the sky above, the boundless evil purple intent became deeper and deeper, like the endless power of thunder, constantly converging and condensing, waiting for the loud sound that pierced the heavens and the earth;

On the platform, the eighteen golden corpses sat cross-legged, and the boundless fierce and restrained, as if they were listening attentively, looked at the corpse abandoned Taoist in the center of the platform.

Under Zhang Fan's gaze, the body of the corpse abandoned Daoist trembled invisibly, although it was only for a moment, it was like a stormy wave, and a powerful force rose to the sky.

At this time, the corpse abandoned the Taoist, but ordinary clothes, the legendary Holy Emperor Crown court clothes, neatly folded beside him, with the tremor of his body, the momentum rose and changed suddenly.

First of all, on the crown court clothes, it is brilliant and solemn, as if the gate of heaven is open, the holy emperor is on patrol, and the endless majesty does not let the thunder punish in the sky, which is the difference between the royal road and the domineering;

Then, on the body of the corpse abandoner, a phantus appeared, like a hazy shadow, trying to break free from the natural cage of the body.

At that time, the thunderclouds in the sky were condensed to the extreme, converging to the extreme, as if they could be at any time, bursting out with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

At that time, the five-colored auspicious clouds suddenly condensed, and finally in the sky above the corpse abandoned Taoist, a human figure standing up to the sky and the earth was clearly manifested.

"Dharma Body!"

"Shinto Dharmakaya!"

Zhang Fan blurted out, and at the same time, the whole person was tense like a bow, knowing that the critical moment had arrived.

(To be continued)