Text Chapter 1502 Holy Path Domain

Feng Dongjun, who was in the midst of the thunder disaster, also began to feel fear, because the horror of the thunder disaster had surpassed his imagination. He was full of confidence and thought that he would win without a doubt, but only now did he know that in the sky disaster In front of him, he is still in danger!

Nine lives!

In Feng Dongjun's mind, such a word suddenly popped up, and he knew that this was the conclusion drawn by those monks who had experienced the thunder calamity of the Nascent Soul Stage. That is to say, even if someone can survive the Thunder Tribulation in the Nascent Soul Stage, it will be a tragic scene of narrow escape.

"not good!"

Qin Lang is vigilant. Now that he has formed Yuanyang and controls his own world, he can sense all the subtle changes around him. Even the subtle changes in other people's emotions will be sensed by him.

Feng Dongjun's heart is filled with fear. Under the catastrophe, fear will give the demons a chance. This is the cultivation world, and there are countless demons and all kinds of extraterrestrial demons here. This is when he is at his weakest, whether physically or mentally, when he is weakest. Once his flaws are revealed, how can those inner demons and demons let go of the opportunity?

In an instant, countless howling ghosts and howling wolves resounded from the surrounding world, which was the horn sound of many demons attacking.

There is also competition and killing among these demons, because in the end only one can take the monk's body, but a monk who is about to break through the Nascent Soul stage, such a body is enough to drive countless demons crazy.

"Defend against demons!"

An elder of Fengling Valley shouted and began to activate the magic weapon of Zhenshan Mountain in Fengling Valley. Under the joint urging of several alchemy monks, the huge wind chime above Fengling Valley began to emit a melodious, melodious, resounding sound that resounded through the sky. the sound of music.

These sounds are not simple music, the sound waves they generate are like invincible weapons, Qin Lang can clearly sense that countless extraterrestrial demons were destroyed by the sound waves of this wind chime.

However, Feng Dongjun has already revealed a flaw in his state of mind, these demons are like flies that smell blood, they will not give up easily at all, they don't care about death at all!

Although Feng Qingyue and the other elders tried their best to help Feng Dongjun, they all knew that the situation was not optimistic. Feng Dongjun was already very reluctant to resist the thunder disaster. !

At this moment, Feng Qingyue and the others suddenly saw a figure rushing into the Thunder Tribulation range where Feng Dongjun was located at a speed faster than lightning.

"It's... Mr. Ching Yang!"

Feng Qingyue couldn't help being horrified, she knew that once anyone entered the range of Lei Jie, he would be attacked by Lei Jie indiscriminately immediately, the behavior of this Mr. Qing Yang was simply seeking death on purpose!

The rest of the elders were also shocked. They would rather Feng Dongjun die here than Qin Lang hang here. This is a top-rank alchemist, even if the super sect loses a top-rank alchemist, they will feel distressed .

But Qin Lang didn't die on purpose, nor did he do it deliberately to please Feng Dongjun. The reason why he entered the scope of Thunder Tribulation was to use the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation triggered by Feng Dong Army to temper his own world domain.

Qin Lang believes that only after experiencing the test of Heaven and Earth Thunder Tribulation can one's own field truly become perfect.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

But under the thunder disaster, there will be no mercy.

Now that Qin Lang has entered the range of the thunder disaster, he immediately became the target of the thunder disaster. However, Qin Lang had already prepared himself for it. At the moment the thunder disaster came, his own domain had been opened, and he had completely merged with the world around his body, thus forming his own A small world, a small universe.

boom! boom! boom!

Amid the deafening roar, Qin Lang felt that his own domain was trembling. Even with all his strength, the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation was not so easy to resist. However, Qin Lang's fish-dragon art began to activate, and the seventy-eight large and small dantians were fully functioning. At the same time, the essence of the spirit veins that had been incorporated into Qin Lang's body before began to become active. After the monks extracted the essence, it was almost the same as the power contained in the entire spiritual vein. At this time, after being activated by Qin Lang with the fish-dragon tactic, its power suddenly appeared.

In an instant, Qin Lang's domain became much stronger, so that Feng Dongjun was temporarily included in the defense range of Qin Lang's domain.

Naturally, Feng Dongjun would not blame Qin Lang for disrupting the situation at this time, but he was full of gratitude to Qin Lang in his heart, because it was the right time for Qin Lang to make a move. He was attacked by thunder and demons at the same time, and he was almost about to collapse. Fortunately, Qin Lang made a move at this time. He was given a chance to breathe, and as long as he had such a chance to breathe, Feng Dongjun thought he could make it through.

Qin Lang not only blocked this wave of thunder, but also the two Yuanyangs drove the two spirits to run, producing two completely different spiritual powers, directly crushing the countless extraterrestrial demons around them, and absorbing their essence.

However, perhaps because of Qin Lang's interference, the power of Lei Jie began to increase. Whether it was Feng Dongjun in the game or many people in Fengling Valley, they could sense the thunder above Feng Dongjun's head Zhiyun changed, and began to release a strong and devastating aura, even with a kind of inexplicable and terrifying anger——

This is the wrath of heaven and earth!

In the calamity cloud, countless golden lights flickered non-stop, as if an extremely terrifying attack was brewing, Feng Dongjun's face almost showed a look of despair, but at this moment, someone could resist the thunder calamity together with him However, Feng Dongjun was still very grateful. For the first time, he revealed some of the few emotions in this world.

Qin Lang also knew that the last wave of thunder calamity was no small matter, but Qin Lang's Yuanyang has been completed, and the Fish Dragon Art has also been promoted to a completely different level. Even if it is the last wave of thunder calamity, he is confident to block it.

Time is long, but it seems very short.

Click!

Between the sky and the earth, when time seemed to be at a standstill, a golden bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky.

That's right, just one!

However, this golden lightning is as thick as a bucket, like a spear of judgment piercing through the world, trying to completely destroy Qin Lang.

Feng Dongjun's face was ashen. He knew the horror of the last thunder disaster better than anyone else. He thought he and Qin Lang were dead.

At this time, Feng Dongjun even planned to give up resistance, but at this moment he saw Qin Lang's expression was abnormally calm, as calm as if nothing had happened, but after a moment, when the last thunderstorm came to the top of his head, Qin Lang's expression was unusually sacred, so sacred that even Feng Dongjun felt like bowing down. At the same time, Qin Lang shouted word by word:

"Holy—Tao—Field—Field!"