The strongest power represents the majesty and sacredness of God, and does not allow any invasion.

After the sixth level of tribulation thunder hit Yan Fei's Wuji sword and shield that Yan Fei condensed again, it only had a moment of stagnation, and then it blasted Yan Fei to the ground.

Not to mention the effects of thunder and heavenly fire, this power alone can be called a destruction of the world.

This time, the catastrophe thunder did not explode immediately, but instead blasted Yan Fei to the ground, indicating that Yan Fei's resistance was not enough to allow the catastrophe thunder to collapse immediately.

"Quick, spread out quickly."

The thunder in front exploded in mid-air after hitting Yan Fei, so even if it could cause certain damage to Shushan and the surroundings, it was nothing to the four strong men and Duan Ruyan.

At present, the catastrophe thunder actually bombarded Yan Fei towards the ground, which immediately frightened everyone.

The four strong men no longer cared about it and dodged.

Although Duan Ruyan and others were concerned about Yan Fei's safety, they did not dare to be careless under the thunder. Everyone could only avoid the whereabouts of the thunder. Even strong people of Yinglong King and Lao Qingniu also wanted to escape.

boom!

This catastrophe thunder hit Yan Fei and finally landed on the top of Shu Mountain.

With a loud bang, the earth cried, and the Juxian Cave on the top of Shushan disappeared in an instant. Not only the Juxian Cave, but also the Golden-Pinned Hall, the square was blown up by the thunder in an instant. The lightning flashed, and the sky fire was raging. The peak of Shushan was raging hundreds of feet high, and the purple lightning and Xuan thunder and Tianhuo gradually faded.

After everything returned to peace, everyone looked at the top of Shu Mountain and was already in a mess.

"Brother Yan..." Yuwen Xuerou flashed to Duan Ruyan's side. She stared at the direction of Shushan and said in a low tone.

Duan Ruyan's embroidered eyebrows were so frowned that she could no longer wrinkle.

"It's okay, he will be fine, Xue Rou, don't worry."

King Yinglong and Lao Qingniu were together. The two of them looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Xiang Shushan, all of them were full of heavy expressions.

"The Evil Lord should not be unable to withstand the sixth level of thunder." Old Qingniu said with a suspicious expression on his face.

King Yinglong sighed: "Hey, if it is an ordinary heavenly tribulation, it will not pose a threat to him. However, this time the heavenly tribulation is extremely powerful. It is a heavenly punishment that integrates the four powerful humans. Although it is only the sixth level of thunder, its power is not weaker than the nine-level thunder of ordinary people."

Lao Qingniu's face darkened a little again, but he did not refute Ying Longwang.

"Old Changcheng, you are right, but I believe he won't die so easily."

Yinglong King's expression was not so heavy. He looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "That's right, if he really dies, the catastrophe clouds will disperse. Humph, the sixth level of catastrophe thunder really can't do anything to him, but the third level behind..."

Before Yinglong King finished speaking, there was a dull sound on the Shu Mountain.

In the rocks and soil, Yan Fei's figure broke out. He was still Yan Fei, and his hand was still the Sword of the Nether Evil Sword. He soared into the sky, and the burnt flesh on his body peeled off on its own. The Immortal Sword body began to quickly repair itself.

Duan Ruyan and others looked at Yan Fei's figure, and they were even a little numb.

Yan Fei was able to survive the dangers again and again, which really brought them too many surprises and shocks.

Yan Fei returned to his original position.

This sixth thunder is indeed extremely powerful, but Yan Fei can still withstand it.

If the power of the catastrophe thunder increases at this rate, Yan Fei will recover while calculating that the seventh path should be able to hold on to it. The eighth path should be 50% sure to succeed, but the ninth catastrophe thunder is hard to say.

Although the time for the disaster clouds to be brewing is getting longer and longer, it is not enough to allow Yan Fei to fully recover under such a strong disaster thunder.

In other words, the thunder of thunder will definitely become stronger and stronger, but Yan Fei will not be able to return to his peak state in such a short period of time.

After the fifth level of tribulation thunder, when the sixth path of tribulation thunder fell, Yan Fei could no longer recover to his peak state to resist the tribulation thunder.

Now, the damage caused to him by the sixth level of thunder is getting worse and worse.

Although he tried his best to recover, he could not recover to his peak state before the seventh level of thunder fell.

It would be good to recover to 80% of the time.

The thunder of disaster is getting stronger and stronger, while Yan Fei is getting weaker and weaker. As one rises and the other falls, the challenges Yan Fei faces this time are indeed unprecedented.

But all this still doesn't change anything.

In the air.

The fierce gust was still roaring, and the lightning was flashing constantly, and the frequency was getting faster and faster, and the sky fire. All of this was God's expression of its anger and that it was ready to give this ungrateful human being.

So that this human and even all spirits can understand a truth.

All spirits in the world must follow the arrangements of destiny, must survive honestly, and must not resist at all.

The cloud of disaster became thicker and invisibly formed a huge face. The huge face looked down at Yan Fei from a high place. Looking down was its attitude towards life.

And sentient beings must only look up to the destiny of heaven.

Yan Fei glanced at the Mingsha Sword in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old guy, let's fight this day today, how about?" Although the words were said lightly, they were full of pride.

The Mingsha God Sword has merged with Yan Fei. Without Yan Fei's words, it could have felt Yan Fei's feelings long ago, or it was clear what Yan Fei thought.

Buzz, Buzz!

The blood light surging on the Netherworld God Sword was flashing and flickering, and the red lights were as excited as a jumping elf.

Yan Fei nodded, and then his face gradually became firmer. Suddenly, he suddenly looked at the rolling clouds above the sky again.

The sword tip points to the sky.

Yan Fei held the Netherworld Sword and pointed the sword at the sky.

In an instant, the unparalleled aura of arrogance surged out like a surging river.

Now that things have come to this point, Yan Fei has no reservations and there is no need to keep them any longer.

The energy of the Dragon Emperor, the five elements sword element, and even the power of chaos were released by him to his fullest, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of momentum.

"Look, what is Brother Yan doing?" Yuwen Xuerou immediately exclaimed.

"No, I don't know, he, the breath that was exposed on his body was so terrifying." Duan Ruyan felt the breath coming from the air at this moment, and she looked terrified.

"He...what is he going to do?" Fadu Zhenren's tone was as shocked.

Buddha Hongguang even forgot to say the Buddha's name.
Chapter completed!