Seeing the destructive power, he immediately overwhelmed Wang Huan to the ground. The oncoming destructive power made the fat man, Dazhuang, and the level 5 Ancient Flame Battle King casual cultivator, felt extremely frightened. They all retreated thousands of meters away, staring at Wang Huan's direction in fear.
The fearful destructive power continued to sweep across this area, as if time was still at this moment. The dust in the sky took a long time before gradually precipitating. Fatty, Da Zhuang, the fifth-level ancient flame war king, stared at the air in surprise, and the catastrophe clouds did not dissipate.
Seeing that the catastrophe clouds in the air did not dissipate, the people present breathed a sigh of relief. The catastrophe clouds did not dissipate, which means that Wang Huan is still alive, but the three of them did not know what Wang Huan was like at this moment. They stood in the distance and waited.
In that huge hole, Wang Huan's condition was even heavier than when he had resisted two thunders. His bones were almost completely broken, and he lay on the ground and kept spitting out blood. Wang Huan wanted to take out the fourth-grade magic recovery potion from the storage ring.
But after repeated several times, he failed to successfully remove the fourth grade of magic recovery potion. At this time, Wang Huan was too weak and he could not even release his mental power. Wang Huan lay quietly on the ground, gasping weakly. After nearly half an hour.
Wang Huan slowly released his mental power, and with a thought, he finally successfully took out the fourth-grade magic recovery potion from the storage ring. However, the fourth-grade magic recovery potion fell to the ground. Wang Huan wriggled his body with great effort, slowly getting closer to the fourth-grade magic recovery potion.
It took Wang Huan a full half hour to move to the front of the fourth-grade Huishen potion. Wang Huan used his teeth to bite the bottle cap of the fourth-grade Huishen potion and slowly took the fourth-grade Huishen potion, but the effect this time was not very good.
Since Wang Huan had only used the fourth grade recovery potion not long ago, the energy of the fourth grade recovery potion this time, after entering the body, the recovery speed was not as fast as last time, and the recovery speed was quite slow. At this time, Wang Huan was full of anxiety.
More than an hour later, the catastrophe clouds in the air had gathered huge energy. The rolling catastrophe clouds kept making loud thunders. When Wang Huan felt the terrifying power in the catastrophe clouds in the air, he felt a little unwilling, and even felt despair. He had never thought that this would happen.
Wang Huan was sure that with his current state, if a thunder in the air was descending a thunder of heaven, he would definitely die. Wang Huan never thought that he would die here. He had many things not completed and was very unwilling to accept it. He died here like this.
But now, even if Wang Huan is unwilling to give up, there is no way. He lay on the ground, waiting for his body to recover, but after more than an hour, his body recovered very slowly, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. How to resist the thunder?
The power gathered in the air this time was even greater than the previous times. Although there was only one thunder left, the thunder was extraordinary in the end. Even the fat man, Dazhuang, and the level 5 Ancient Flame War King casual cultivator who was standing thousands of meters away, felt uncomfortable.
The energy full of destructive aura made Fatty, Dazhuang, Level 5 Ancient Flame War King Sanchuang and the other three felt fear from the heart. The calamity clouds in the air had been brewing for more than three hours, and the continuous energy was still being absorbed by the calamity clouds.
Wang Huan, who fell to the ground, hoped that his body would recover as soon as possible. Only in this way could he have the strength to continue to resist the last thunder tribulation of physical cultivation, but his body was not as he wished. Three hours later, Wang Huan could only barely support his body.
Dazhuang, fat man, level 5 Ancient Flame, and the wandering cultivator of the King of Kings floating in the distance, the three of them were full of anxiety. Three hours had passed, but Wang Huan still did not show up. What was Wang Huan now? The three of them couldn't help but want to go up.
After about three hours, when Da Zhuang, Fatty, Level 5 Gu Yan and Wang Jian, the three of them saw a figure jumping out of a giant hole and standing on the edge, they breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Huan stood there with tired expression.
He did not ask Dazhuang, Fatty, the fifth-level Gu Yan fights with King of War, and the three of them asked for help. Wang Huan knew very well that even if he asked for help, it would not be of any use. It would only kill the three of them. Even if he knew that he would die, Wang Huan would not do so.
Wang Huan's body recovered quite slowly, and the strength in his body was not even recovering. At this time, he was quite tired. Even if Wang Huan could stand here, he was enduring the severe pain on his body. Wang Huan was already desperate, and he knew very well about the current situation.
Four hours have passed, and his physical condition is still the same. The power gathered by the catastrophe cloud in the air has exceeded the range he imagined. Wang Huan has no confidence. After four hours, the catastrophe cloud in the air has reached a saturation state.
Dazhuang, fat man, level 5 Ancient Flame Battle King Cultivator, the three of them were standing in the distance and watching, suddenly a loud noise came from the air. A sky thunder more than ten meters wide, landed without warning, like a silver dragon, sweeping towards Wang Huan.
Seeing the sky thunder that was more than ten meters wide was about to pass by, Da Zhuang, Fatty, and Level 5 Ancient Flame Battle King Cultivator, they all held their breath. The terrible destructive power contained in the sky thunder made them, who were standing in the distance, tremble involuntarily and felt afraid.
Is this the last thunder of the physical cultivation thunder tribulation? Who can withstand such a power that destroys the world? Wang Huan, he, can he really resist such energy that destroys the world? The three of them were completely stunned and stood there.
They just stared in the direction where Wang Huan was standing. They didn't know what to do. They were completely shocked by the thunder full of destructive power. Wang Huan looked up and stared at the thunder that was rapidly landing in the air, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face.
Wang Huan was even a little desperate. Such a powerful destructive power was even stronger than the previous eight heavenly thunders. Faced with such powerful heavenly thunder, Wang Huan had no ability to resist. Even Wang Huan closed his eyes in despair and stood there waiting for death to come.
Death is not terrible. Wang Huan is ready to face death at any time. When Wang Huan first stepped into the forest of monsters to practice, he was ready to face death at any time. At this moment, Wang Huan seemed very calm. Perhaps for him, death was a kind of relief.
Wang Huan closed his eyes and felt that the death embrace in the air was getting more and more advanced. It was possible that he would be embraced by death in the next second. Wang Huan did not resist. In the face of such a terrifying destructive power, Wang Huan knew very well that any resistance would be in vain.
The scenes that happened before continued to emerge in Wang Huan's mind. The first thing that flashed in his mind was his father's majestic face, followed by his mother's kind eyes, the tender voice of the fairy, and those firm and unwavering promises.
Those who believed in him were unwaveringly looking at Rouxue, Roubing, Situ Li, Fatty, Dazhuang... Their gazes were unquestionable. At this moment, Wang Huan completely gave up. Although he had said that giving up means failure, he was powerless to turn things around.
Faced with the huge destructive power in the air, Wang Huan had no confidence. Even in his heyday, he was not sure that he could withstand such a thunder that could destroy the world. What's more, how could he, who is currently seriously injured, resist such an attack.
Wang Huan felt that he had never been so calm. He had no great joy and sorrow in his heart, but he had a hint of unwillingness. But at this moment, in the deepest part of his memory, a vague figure slowly became clear, and the appearance of the girl came to his mind.
When he saw the girl's appearance, he was standing in front of him and staring at the fairy in front of him. Wang Huan was filled with emotion. He didn't know what to say. The fairy in front of him was watching him tenderly. The two looked at each other without saying a word.
Time seemed to be still at this moment. After a while, Xian'er standing in front of him, tiptoed on her toes, kissed him gently on his forehead as before, and said with tenderness in her eyes, "Brother Huan, have you given up?"
A simple sentence made Wang Huan feel discouraged. He hugged Wang Huan who was waiting to die and trembled all over. However, he quickly said with an unwilling look on his face, "What else can I do now? Even if I don't want to give up, I can only give up."
"Brother Huan, this is not like you. In Xian'er's memory, a perpetual person. And didn't Brother Huan let Xian'er wait for you? Xian'er has been waiting for Brother Huan to come to find me..." Xian'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and the people gradually moved away.
Looking at Xian'er's back gradually fading away, Wang Huan trembled all over and stretched out his hand to hold Xian'er's hand and prevent her from leaving. But Wang Huan was shocked to find that his steps could not keep up with Xian'er's footsteps, and could only watch Xian'er disappear in front of him.
Seeing Xian'er gradually disappearing from his sight, Wang Huan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness, as if at this moment, he returned to the scene that happened in the Xuanli Principality. He watched Xian'er be taken away by the Gu Yan War King, but he was powerless.
"No! Even if you die, I don't give up easily!" Wang Huan, who was suddenly standing there, suddenly roared wildly, Wang Huan's strange heart accelerated wildly and jumped around. Just as Wang Huan's heart was beating wildly, Wang Huan felt incredible.
An unprecedented energy was constantly released from his heart. That energy was like the aura of ancient flame, similar to mental power, and like other energy. Even Wang Huan couldn't explain what kind of energy it was, but one thing was certain.
This power is quite strong. Even Wang Huan was shocked when he felt that power. After the huge power appeared, Wang Huan's left hand, without being controlled, took the initiative to change into a blue dragon claw.
Wang Huan raised the blue dragon claws and was surprised to find that the power in the heart was constantly released through the meridians in the palm of the blue dragon claws. In Wang Huan's palm, the mysterious and powerful power was constantly gathering.
Wang Huan felt a constant stream of mysterious energy. When he appeared in his palm, Wang Huan was extremely surprised, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he watched the mysterious power gather rapidly in the cyan dragon claws, forming a black rotating circular energy.