The dense golden arcs spread outward, making the sky churned like boiling water. From a distance, it looked like rolling golden fog. The crackling sound made people's scalp explode.

At this time, below the two huge dragon-shaped figures, purple dark clouds were still roaring thunder, and lightning struck the thunder clouds and storms.

Seeing this, Ling'er below, the eight tails behind her surged, and the colorful streaming light was about to gush upwards.

"Ling'er, I'm here. Continue to arrange time and space to close the thunder and clouds and storm!" Xia Zhanhong shouted loudly in the sky, lifted up with one hand, and the huge power of space suddenly released.

"Woo~" The power of space roared like a ghost crying, and instantly rose to the edge of two dragons, like a huge shield blocking the falling golden arc.

As soon as the two sides touched, the power of space seemed to be a huge mouth, swallowing a large golden arc.

The Ninth Elder below suddenly widened his eyes: "Divine Thunder Calamity, even if this first wave of attacks cannot reach the power of the median true god, it is not much different. The space power displayed by Xia Zhanhong can completely defend him... He has just been promoted to the true god, and his understanding of space has reached such a level, and he is no less than me... No wonder the Golden Ding Tianshu asks the little princess to give him the inherited essence and blood first..."

Seeing that Xia Zhanhong was able to block the attack, Ling'er stopped taking action and retracted the power of time and space, and continued to surround the thunder clouds and storm.

In the air, Xia Zhanhong held the sky with one hand, and the power of space released seemed to be a bottomless pit, swallowing all the golden arcs that fell. The golden arcs released by the two dragons also fell continuously, forming a clear boundary above the top of the mountain.

Xia Zhanhong did not recoil, but just firmly guarded against this boundary, forming a confrontation with the falling golden arc...

One clock, two clock, three clock... It was almost half a day passed, and Elder Ninth had already stirred up huge waves in his heart: "How much space power does he have? If he had given such a large amount of consumption, I would probably not be able to hold on... Has he really been promoted to the lower real god just now?"

Although she watched Xia Zhanhong make a breakthrough with her own eyes, she also knew that no one could become a median true god just after breaking through... But what she saw now had to make her doubt her cognition!

At the same time, hundreds of figures flashed in the mountains in the distance, and Xuanlong's people finally arrived near.

"What is that?" The approaching figure stopped almost at the same time and spoke in horror.

The dragon-shaped phantom is thousands of miles high. You can see it at a very far distance. But it was a phantom after all, and it was impossible to see clearly. Now that we are approaching, almost everyone staring at the dragon-shaped phantom with a shocked expression.

"Thunder tribulation! That's the thunder tribulation. Someone who has been remnants of the main vein has been promoted to a true god!" After a long time, a voice broke the silence.

"No!" Several streams of light flashed in the sky. They stopped in the sky. One of them stared at the front and said in a deep voice: "This is the great catastrophe of divine thunder, the thunder catastrophe that only occurs when the middle true god is promoted to the upper true god... I'm afraid the ninth elder of the main vein is about to break through!"

"Ah! The true god above!" When everyone below saw the true god coming, they had just recovered from their horror. When they heard the true god's words, they suddenly became nervous again.

The number of the upper realm of the gods is pitifully small, and the demon clan is only a few dozen people. That is the highest combat power under the dominance. It will destroy them all if you sneeze.

"No need to be nervous! It's not so easy to achieve a true god. If you have ten breakthroughs, it's good to have one of you who can survive the great catastrophe of divine thunder! Qing Mi is looking for death by herself. I don't think we need to take action, she will die under this great catastrophe!"

The true god sneered and ordered: "Send a message to Lei Ming and Bingqu immediately to tell them the situation here... Humph! Don't say that Qing Mi Jiujin will never be able to survive the catastrophe, even if she can persevere, we have to push her!"

"Yes!" The subordinate below responded, turned around immediately, and sent the message out...

A whole day passed, and the boundary was still maintained. However, Xia Zhanhong's spatial power was obviously unable to keep up at this time, and fine cracks had appeared at the edge of the boundary.

However, the corresponding golden arcs began to decrease significantly, no longer as overwhelming as they were at the beginning.

"Bang!" A gap finally appeared in the defense, and several golden arcs rushed down one after another, hitting Xia Zhanhong's head.

"Hmph!" Xia Zhanhong sneered, stomped down with one foot, and a clear footprint was stepped out of the air.

"Swoosh!" His body rushed forward in an electric arc, punched out, and the electric arc was instantly blown away.

"The power of this arc is much stronger than that of the giant who is the lower real god!" Xia Zhanhong's mind flashed.

At this moment, the two huge dragon shapes let out a roar, and the hazy phantom contracted inward and condensed into a solid shape.

Immediately afterwards, every scale of the dragon-shaped shape began to shine, shining with dazzling light, and the bang blasted the space around the dragon-shaped shape to break through countless fine cracks.

"Break through the space!" Xia Zhanhong frowned and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Xia Zhanhong! Be careful, the second wave of attacks from the Divine Thunder Tribulation is coming. Those lightning energy breaks through the space, at least the attack power of the middle-level true god!"

The Ninth Elder shouted loudly, with an extremely nervous expression. In her opinion, Xia Zhanhong's strength may be slightly stronger than himself, but it is the combat power of the median true god. It is probably extremely difficult to take on this second wave of attacks.

At this moment, with a loud crack, the falling golden electric arc instantly dissipated, and a thick golden lightning flashed down.

When Xia Zhanhong saw the power of this lightning, he knew that the power of space could not be stopped at all. When consciousness was activated, the power of space would be immediately withdrawn.

Lightning broke through the air, and the momentum was shocking. Xia Zhanhong looked up, his eyes burst into light, and the thirteenth boxing stance was displayed.

"I don't know how powerful I have in my combat power as a result of being promoted to a true god! I'll try it with you today!" The blood in my body churned, and Xia Zhanhong's body suddenly disappeared.

At the same moment, with a bang, Xia Zhanhong's figure appeared, and the huge thunder and lightning had been shattered by the bombardment.

"Hmph! The attack of the middle-level true god, but that's it!" Xia Zhanhong raised the corner of his mouth and rushed towards the lightning that fell again.

"Xia Zhanhong! Don't fight hard..." Elder Ninth looked anxious and shouted loudly.

However, before her voice fell, there were three more explosions, and Xia Zhanhong shattered the falling lightning again.

The lightning began to increase gradually, but Xia Zhanhong had no intention of avoiding it. He fought hard and broke the lightning bolts!

Elder Nine was completely shocked and murmured: "This kid's attack power is actually so powerful. This is almost the top strength of the middle-level true god... But, why are he going crazy? What's the matter with the great catastrophe of the Divine Thunder!"

Turning his head, the Ninth Elder instructed Ling'er: "Little Princess, there will be more lightning in a while, and you will definitely attack you. Don't fight hard..."

Ling'er smiled and said, "Brother Zhan Hong will not let lightning attack me!"

"Uh!" Elder Nine was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly: "The first wave of attacks on Xia Zhanhong can block it, how could he completely defend this second wave..."

Before the Ninth Elder's thought could be reached, the thunder suddenly intensified, and a large number of lightning roared and fell, slashing countless cracks in the sky.

Ninety percent of these lightnings were heading for Xia Zhanhong, but 10 percent of them directly blew Ling'er.

The Ninth Elder's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. He ignored the arrangement of time and space anymore. Colorful streams lit up between his hands and shouted loudly: "Little Princess, hurry..."

Before this sentence could be finished, Xia Zhanhong in the air had already flashed to Ling'er's head, and a huge dark golden human figure suddenly appeared behind her, and as Xia Zhanhong punched her upwards.

"Boom!" With a violent roar, the lightning that attacked Ling'er was first broken, and then all the lightning that followed Xia Zhanhong was also broken.

However, in this attack, Xia Zhanhong's figure was also slashed a hundred meters, his face turned pale, and the dark golden human figure behind him dissipated instantly.

"Brother Zhan Hong! How are you?" Ling'er asked loudly.

"I'm fine!" Xia Zhanhong waved his hand and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha... It's so satisfying!" As he spoke, he faced lightning again.

Elder Nine opened his mouth, and all the words behind it were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound for a long time...

In the distance, thunder and ice canal stood in the air, looking ahead, their faces gloomy as water. If you observe carefully, you can see a hint of fear in their eyes.

It was already time for the two of them to come, but when they saw Xia Zhanhong, they were completely shocked. They didn't expect that the other party's life was burning, the spirit god was blown up, and four other median real gods joined forces to attack, and they didn't die like this!

Behind them, nine lower gods, including giants, also had pale faces. They had seen the Great Tribulation of Divine Thunder, but they had never seen that person dare to fight like this.

"It turned out to be this kid! He is really lucky... But in less than half a year, how could he be promoted to this level?" Lei Ming said incredulously with confusion.

"No one can break through the inner spirit within half a year and rise to the upper true god, even if he rises to the middle true god! Even if he has served as the master, no one has ever reached it!" Bingqu said coldly.

"Then this great catastrophe of divine thunder..." Lei Ming frowned.

"I don't know the reason! But I can guarantee that he is a lower-level true god... However, his combat power may have reached the peak of the middle-level true god! We are not opponents!"

Lei Ming smiled slightly and said, "Since his combat power is at the peak of the median true god, we don't need to worry! He will definitely not be able to take the last blow of the Divine Thunder Tribulation!"

Bingqu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This is hard to say! This kid is very evil... We can't take risks. If he is alive, it will be too harmful in the future! In any case, this boy must not stay. Even if the little princess runs away, he must be killed!"

As he said that, Bingqu turned his hand and a large water-blue bow appeared in his hand. He put on an arrow with his backhand, his arms were strong, and the sound of a whistle was heard. The bow body was pulled into a full moon, and the tip of the arrow pointed to the center of the thunder tribulation ahead.

Next to him, Lei Ming held the Qingluo Realm with his hand, and a large amount of true god's power poured into the bow body in Bingqu's hand. (To be continued...)

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