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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters descend the three-color thunder

Following the voice of the Hezhou demigod master, a pair of huge palms grabbed hold of Zhou Yang's bald head like lightning.

Zhou Yang's reaction was not unpleasant, but he was still too late to dodge. His giant palm hit the edge of his back and sent him flying away.

If it were replaced by an ordinary golden elixir, just this palm would break bones and tendons, leading to serious injuries and death.

However, Zhou Yang's physical body was almost invulnerable to advanced magic weapons and was stronger than ordinary demigods. This palm could not do anything to him.

The giant palm came again, Zhou Yang suddenly turned around, and the big burning hand was shot out instantly, and a big red flaming hand hit the giant palm.

With a "boom", the giant mana palm was surrounded by the red fire hands, and was incinerated in a matter of seconds.

Not only that, the red flame's big hand continued to pounce forward unabated.

"You!" The demigod master changed his color. He could clearly feel the power of the red fire, which was enough to seriously injure himself.

He never expected that Zhou Yang's attack would be so powerful. It seemed that this kid had gained a lot from his new understanding.

Without thinking much, the demigod retreated violently and at the same time used his defensive magic weapon, which was able to barely block the flaming hand.

Zhou Yang nodded, very satisfied with the power of the ancient Great Burning Sky Hand he had just comprehended, and was about to strike again.

However, there was more than one powerful demigod here, and in an instant, several more rays of light struck, all of which were high-level magic weapons.

Zhou Yang's expression changed. There were high-level magic weapons coming from all directions. He couldn't hide even if he wanted to. In desperation, he could only use the trumpet-shaped high-level defensive ancient magic weapon to cover himself.

"Dang-dang-dang!" After several loud sounds, a dazzling white light splashed out on the surface of the ancient defensive treasure.

"Humph, I still want to run!" After the white light, a large group of purple fire quickly surrounded the ancient treasure. Judging from its terrifying temperature, it can almost incinerate everything.

This is an attack from a high-level fire magic weapon.

Among them was a large ball of purple fire, which came directly from the bell mouth of the ancient treasure defense and went straight towards Zhou Yang.

At this moment, Zhou Yang's body was in turmoil, and the three elixirs and two elixirs had reached the critical point of breakthrough, and he couldn't suppress them even if he wanted to.

Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and did not dodge or defend against the incoming purple fire. Instead, he opened his mouth and sucked it in, swallowing it in his mouth in an instant, and then it was completely absorbed by the fire metal elixir.

The fire metal elixir was already on the verge of breaking through. At this time, with the blessing of external flames, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing it to explode in an instant. The fire metal elixir rushed into the limbs and directly broke through the metal elixir.

The shackles of the late Dan period were successfully broken.

The wood and gold pills, under the impact of the energy fed back by the Lianshan Ancient Art, could no longer be suppressed, and they all broke through and entered the later stage.

"No, let's leave quickly!" These demigods were just about to take action again, but were startled by the sudden strange appearance in the air, and then left without even thinking, at an extremely fast speed.

"Asshole, that's the Tribulation Cloud!" The others understood instantly and started flying around in their Escape Lights.

At this time, in the gray sky, a large cloud of three colors appeared. Thunder was rolling in the cloud, lightning flashed continuously, and the pressure was amazing.

The other testers looked up, and for a moment they turned pale with shock, and patches of escaping light swept into the distance.

Those who did not move, except for the people from the Fire Empire in the north of the Light Pillar, were the cultivators from the Dark Continent in the south.

"Boom!" As the thunder exploded, the red, green, and white sky thunder struck down like giant pillars, all pouring on the trumpet-shaped defensive treasure, making it tremble.

It is simply unheard of and unseen for three elixirs to break through together. Having three elixirs in one body is not tolerated by heaven, let alone three elixirs to break through at the same time.

At this time, the Heavenly Dao was even more angry, and the three-color calamity thunder struck down mercilessly, terrifying the sky, and vowed to kill Zhou Yang on the spot.

"Zhou Yang!" Chi Yu'er shouted and rushed towards Zhou Yang.

"Boss!" Bai Lian also changed his expression and moved accordingly.

"Princess, no!" Two Golden Elixir Dzogchen masters stood in front of Chiyu'er.

"We can't help him, he has to rely on himself!" Zhang Zhang also pulled Bai Lian, his eyes full of complexities.

He had a grudge against Zhou Yang, and he should have been happy when Zhou Yang suffered such a catastrophe. However, if Zhou Yang died, he would also die, because a ray of his main soul was in Zhou Suo's hands.

"Brother Zhou!" Huangfu Sheng's eyes brightened in the distance.

"Zhou Yang, you finally showed up!" Dan Ge's eyes showed a strange light.

"It turns out he is Zhou Yang!" The talkative Yuan stopped trying to figure it out early on, now with a playful look on his face.

Yuan Shi, however, looked as indifferent as before, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Old Chou, this time is different from the past, can your son survive?" Black-robed Luo Gang looked at Zhou Huaiyuan with worry on his face.

"It's a danger, but it's also an opportunity." The worry in Zhou Huaiyuan's eyes flashed away.

"Your son is just a freak!" Old Ghost Xin shook his head. He had witnessed Zhou Yang's extraordinary ability in the Immortal Destruction Pond. At this time, this kid actually broke through three realms at the same time, which was simply unbelievable.

Although this thunderstorm was not a terrifying lightning, its power was more than ten times greater. The high-level defensive ancient treasure trembled even more violently, and its size shrank by a circle, and it was about to collapse.

This is the result of Zhou Yang trying his best to suppress the two species. If the two species break the pill at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

If only one elixir broke through to the later stage, Zhou Yang was completely confident that he could survive it. However, at this time, all three elixirs broke through. Even if both were suppressed by force, this time it would be extremely bad.

But what's even more terrible is that under the violent attack of the three-color thunder tribulation, Zhou Yang could only inject a huge amount of mana and true energy into the high-level ancient treasure, and his control over the two seeds was greatly reduced. The two seeds of ice and earth became restless again, breaking

The aura of planting the pill became stronger and stronger every time.

If both of the three elixirs were broken, even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn't be able to be struck by a thunderbolt.

"What to do, what to do?" Zhou Yang was already sweating profusely, trying his best to suppress his agitation.

The thunder was rolling, ruthless, and the high-level ancient treasure it hit shrank rapidly, making it impossible to protect Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang shouted violently and poured the magic power into the ancient treasure desperately. He also wanted to mobilize the energy returned by the Lianshan Ancient Jue to bless the treasure, but it was in vain. The energy only raged in the three elixirs.

I pushed them hard to break through the situation, but they couldn't be mobilized at all.

Finally, the high-level ancient treasure could no longer hold up, and after being struck by three thunderbolts, it turned into the size of a palm and fell down.

The calamity clouds rolled, followed by three more three-color sky thunders, striking downwards with the surging force of the sky.

Zhou Yang's eyes were red, and he fought hard to shoot four high-level magic weapon-level flying swords, and slammed the sky thunder upwards.

These four flying swords were all his trophies, and they had long been recognized as their owners. At this time, they expanded rapidly, and each sword turned into a radius of more than ten feet, facing the three-color sky thunder in turn.
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