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Chapter 2561 A piece of purple thunder

There was a fierce battle outside, but Fang Hao was still sitting cross-legged, motionless despite being surrounded by unknown fire.

All the clothes on his body were burned to ashes, and his body was cracking again and again.

The yin and yang fire was so overbearing that even his Immaculate Treasure Body couldn't bear it. It cracked continuously, but continued to recover under Fang Hao's powerful repair.

And this world was also very strange to Fang Hao at this moment. It was as if there were countless mountains pressing down on him, which sometimes made him feel out of breath.

Every time Fang Hao breathed, he would feel the pain in his organs. This pain was quite weird. It didn't hurt like an injury, but it seemed to be such a natural pain.

Fang Hao's blood kept flowing due to the cracks, and every time, his Qi became a little weaker.

However, Fang Hao's expression remained unchanged and he remained seated, letting the huge pressure from all directions and the ferocious flames burn his body.

But at the same time, Fang Hao also felt a strange aura, although it was weak, it appeared in his body.

But at this moment, Fang Hao's expression suddenly changed. He looked up at the sky and couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, how could it be such a coincidence that I managed to break through the yin-yang water technique?"

After reshaping his body, his yin-yang water transformation skill, his meridians have recovered, and he has reached the realm of life and death.

Unexpectedly, when he used the heaven and earth as a furnace to sacrifice his body, his spiritual power would reach a breakthrough!

Looking at the thick lead cloud above the flames, an astonishing thunder burst out.

At that moment, Fang Hao couldn't help scolding his mother: "Damn it, you son of a bitch, can you come back later?"

However, whoever listened to him suddenly saw a bright thunder light piercing the sky among the thick lead clouds in the sky.

With a roar, it fell directly into the deep pit in the sea of ​​fire.

"My uncle's!"

boom!

Fang Hao was instantly drowned in the sea of ​​fire by lightning bolts one after another.

The fire of yin and yang continued to burn his body, and the invisible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.

Unexpectedly, a sea of ​​thunder poured down.

Ji Fengmian and others who were guarding the surroundings couldn't help but watch with fear.

The sea of ​​thunder fell suddenly, even covering up the hot and powerful flames.

Boom boom...

All the strong men here are shocked by the thunder disaster of these people.

However, some people think that this is the thunder disaster that broke out after Fang Hao condensed his divine body.

But some people close by clearly felt that something was wrong with their energy.

But no one could help Fang Hao, and Fang Hao had to endure everything.

"Look, my God, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder!"

"It's actually not a wisp, but a piece!"

"I'm dead. It's hard to withstand even a wisp of purple sky thunder, let alone a piece of it!"

Those who want Fang Hao to die will naturally rejoice in his misfortune.

But Fang Hao's relatives and friends were all worried about Fang Hao.

"ah……"

A long, crazy roar erupted from the pit, seeming to vent Fang Hao's pain.

If it were a silver divine thunder, it would be nothing to Fang Hao.

But that purple sky divine thunder, even Fang Hao's unsullied treasure body, endured very hard.

Fang Hao's body suddenly fell down, as if it was torn apart. Countless wounds and blood, once splashed out, were instantly burned dry by the flames.

Looking at the women who were closer, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Fang Hao!" Yun Feifei shouted. She felt that in the thunder and fire, Fang Hao's life force was weakening rapidly. It seemed that he really couldn't bear it!

Immediately afterwards, Yun Feifei was about to rush over in an instant.

But at this moment, Ji Fengmian blocked him back: "Don't worry, Fang Hao is not dead!"

"But, his condition is very bad now!" Yun Feifei was also concerned but confused. Although Fang Hao's life force was rapidly weakening, Fang Hao's body was recovering rapidly.

"You won't be able to help him if you go. Instead, it will distract him."

Ji Fengmian's words stabilized Yun Feifei.

But at this moment, a crazy dragon roar instantly burst out from the fire.

"hold head high……"

Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a divine dragon hundreds of feet long took shape in the fire, exuding a vast and majestic dragon energy.

It's as if there is a real dragon there, fighting against the pressure of heaven, with an aura of madness and violence.

In the distance, Mo Tan saw the majestic dragon's shadow in the fire pit of the Holy City, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "True Dragon Qi, how could he... do this!"

On the other side, Xuanyuan Heyu of the Holy Spirit Sect was standing in the sky, overlooking the movement below.

She didn't take any action, but her eyes were cold. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help but flash her eyes: "It's really interesting!"

But seeing this, Xuanyuan Heyu looked in the direction of Wutu Kingdom and said in a cold voice: "Mingzun took away his mind power, why haven't you come back?"



Far above Sanqing Mountain, in Shangqing Peak, Qiu Yi stood in front of a stone slab with his eyes still closed.

This stone slab is very special. It is as smooth as jade and can reflect human figures, just like a mirror.

At this moment, Qiu Yi's three apprentices were also standing nearby. Although Qiu Yi had his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to see what was going on outside.

At this moment, he frowned slightly and said: "Fang Hao used to pretend to be a powerful heavenly saint, but now he has made a breakthrough!"

"Master, he hasn't made a breakthrough yet. He has condensed his divine body with the Immortal Heavenly Skill. If it weren't for the elixir, he would probably have a narrow escape from death, and it would be difficult for him to achieve enlightenment."

But at this time, Wuwei said: "Master, Fang Hao has great luck, I think he will definitely succeed!"

"In the realm of heavenly saints, you go against the will of heaven. No matter what your luck is or whether it is destiny, it is ultimately something that God does not like. If someone disturbs you, it will be even more difficult to achieve success."

Qiu Yi said calmly, but then frowned and said, "Did the Holy Spirit Sect and Shenming Sect not move?"

"The sky mirror just showed that the Shenming Sect sent a large number of masters to attack the Holy City, but they were defeated by the strong men of Great Qin, and Honglian was also killed in the Holy City." Wuwei's eyes were bright.

At this time, Qiu Yi suddenly said: "Wuwei, you come with me as my teacher."

"Yes!" Wuwei lowered his head slightly.

Ming Xiu and another Qiu Yi disciple were a little surprised, but they didn't say anything.

In a quiet room, Qiu Yi stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, seeming to be meditating on something.

Wuwei stood aside, calmly waiting for his master to speak.

Finally, Qiu Yi said: "Do you think this Fang Hao is part of our Shangqing Peak lineage?"

Wuwei was slightly surprised, but then said: "Master, if you think he is, then yes, if you think he is not, then he is not."

"Humph, have you learned how to play tricks on others?" Qiu Yi snorted coldly.

Wuwei slightly cupped his hands and said, "What the disciple said is the truth. Fang Hao has been labeled as our Sanqingshan no matter what. Now he is still the disciple of the disciple. As long as the master recognizes him, he will be your disciple."

"But this Fang Hao not only has great luck, but also great cause and effect. It may be a blessing or a curse in the future, but this boy is so capable and actually wants to condense the divine body so quickly." Qiu Yi seemed to be feeling a little emotional, feeling in his heart.

There seems to be some contradiction. (To be continued)


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