Chapter 410 Heavenly Disaster and the Four Poles

This is a sea of lightning. The electricity is surging down, and the thunder is like a tide, shattering everything. It is extremely blazing, and there is a vast expanse of purple between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The thunder almost pierced people's ear drums, smashed people's souls, and connected with heaven and earth. It was extremely vast, like the nine-day Milky Way pouring down, as if tens of millions of stars were falling down.

The void has been blown up and dilapidated, but it will soon be submerged, because the thunder is too blazing, and the dazzling thunder and lightning fills every inch of space.

"Boom!"

The thunder shocked the world" The purple electricity is like Hunan, surging. This is a world of thunder and lightning, which can destroy everything. People's hearts are frightened and creepy.

Ye Fan rushed to the customs, and the heavenly disaster came to the world, preventing him from marching, which shocked everyone.

Even if it is viewed from afar, it is so horrible that it is difficult for people to imagine what kind of disaster Ye Fan in the Purple Sea is experiencing.

The purple thunder sea floods the dragon pool, representing the will of heaven and earth, which can wipe out all living things in the world and make people's souls tremble.

Ye Fan was in the purple sea, and his skin was blooming. His body was burnt black, and his pale golden blood was flowing, suffering unimaginable damage.

Although he was hit hard, his blood rushed to the sky without a trace of defeat. Instead, he held his head high to the sky and fought hard.

Everyone was shocked. The body of the Eucharist was too horrible. If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that a thunderbolt would turn into ashes, but he fought in a purple ocean.

"Boom!"

Another thunder tide, extremely fierce, buried Ye Fan below, and I don't know how much lightning hit him. The light golden blood splashed everywhere, and the bones rattled.

"This is terrible. Any creature will be broken."

"Since ancient times, few people have been robbed when they rushed to the customs, and the holy body is comparable to the evil against the sky."

And what surprised everyone most was that Ye Fan had not been smashed. He also endured it and stood in the sea of thunder, unyielding and tenaciously fighting.

Tianjie has been rare since ancient times, but people know that they have heard legends that outsiders can't help at all, otherwise it will cause greater thunderstorms.

There are many strong people in the Hualong Pool. The Red Dragon Taoist, the Peacock King, the Qing Jiao King, the old people of the Feng clan, and the peerless God King, but they dare not help.

In that way, not only can they not save Ye Fan, but they will also suffer the great disaster and die forever.

The thunder flashed, and the body as powerful as Ye Fan was also dilapidated, and it was about to be penetrated." Many wounds exposed bones, and a lot of pale golden blood flowed out.

"It's a nine-character disaster..."

Everyone was shocked. Ye Fan's first heavenly disaster was the thunder formed by nine electric lights. He resisted it with his body.

The second catastrophe is this purple sea, with a total of nine thunderstorms. Now that he has just experienced three or four times, almost no one thinks he can survive.

The Black Emperor shouted secretly: "Kid, you have to hold on" and was baptized by thunderstorms. It is rare in ancient times, and there are many benefits for future cultivation!"

Ye Fan didn't say anything. He didn't have that energy at all and couldn't be distracted. If he was not careful, he would become flying dust and everything would be empty.

At this moment, he was in severe pain all over his body, and Ray Mang penetrated his body in many places. If it were other monks, he would have been destroyed. "There was no ashes left.

"Boom!"

Another thunder tide came, the sky and the earth trembled, and the purple light entangled him through the sky and the earth, like countless shocking dragons soaring into the sky.

The mother of all things was ups and downs, hanging above Ye Fan's head. He experienced a thunderstorm with him and was slapped by the purple sea, leaving countless electric marks, leaving innate lines.

People held their breath and watched quietly.

Fifth and sixth time——

People were surprised to find that Ye Fan was infinitely approaching the ninth thunder tide and was about to rush through, and everyone was extremely shocked.

The ninth thunder tide came as scheduled, the thunder was shining, and the purple became the only one in heaven and earth. Ye Fan was like a leaf of duckweed in the tsunami, which was instantly submerged.

"Boom!"

Endless thunder and lightning, the blazing divine light, make the heaven and the earth as bright as the day, dazzling, like a boundless fire burning, burning the void.

"Buzz"

In the end, the void trembled, the purple sea disappeared, and the heaven and the earth calmed down in an instant, as if it had never happened.

"Dang!"

A trill came, and the tripod made of the mother gas of all things fell to the ground, breaking the tranquility.

People are surprised. "I don't know whether Ye Fan is dead or alive. On the side of the Hualong Pool, a figure is dark all over, which is no different from coke, standing there motionless.

"Did he rush through the disaster?"

"No, there is no vitality, and the body is dry."

"This is... the Holy Body has fallen."

Many monks were talking about it. It was noisy, and everyone was aware that the scorched black body had lost its vitality.

"Bun"

Ye Fan straightened down, and his scorched black body, like charcoal that had experienced fire, was almost withered.

"Dead, I failed!"

"The curse of the Eucharist can't be broken. No one can be an exception for more than 100,000 years."

"It almost succeeded, but it died like this.

There is an uproar between heaven and earth. There are sympathizers and gloating. People's reactions are different, and many major forces have breathed out.

"Boo!"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in front of the dragon pool, and the charred black body moved like charcoal.

Ye Fan stood up slowly. Although his whole body was black, his eyes were extremely clear and bright.

Then the sound of cracking came out, his body surface cracked, and a layer of charred old skin fell off, glittering, and the newborn body appeared.

"He's not dead!"

"Thunder and lightning baptized the body and got a new life in the Purple Sea. His body must be stronger!"

Everyone was shocked and never thought that Ye Fan would survive.

The scorched black old skin fell, and Ye Fan's newborn body was shining in the bath of thunder and lightning, full of powerful power. His eyes were clear, his black hair was flying, and he put on a white coat, like a fairy recovering.

Everyone was shocked and the Holy Body was safe. Does this mean that he succeeded in rushing through?

When everyone was stunned, only the golden little creature was still active. Just now, Tianjie scared it away. Now that it calmed down, it ran back quickly and inhaled all the sky. Medium.

Ye Fan felt his own change. His body was absolutely successful, but he couldn't show the vision. He always felt that it was a little short.

"Why is it like this? Isn't the curse broken?"

He whispered to himself, clenched his fists, and the essence of life was like the sea. "He has endless magic power, but why doesn't he have that natural sense of fit?

Entering the secret world of the four poles, he will feel the order of heaven and earth. There will be all kinds of wonderful changes in the virtual space, but he can't notice it.

"Let's go, where is my god...," Ye Fanming realized.

He didn't hook up the road, and he didn't have any experience. All of this was experienced by the flesh. The divine consciousness did not receive the baptism of heaven, and it was not unified.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, everyone's heart palpitated and almost couldn't breathe.

People were so stunned that they couldn't help looking at the sky. The thunder sounded, like thousands of troops and horses rushing down, and the golden little boy suddenly ran away. "Be careful," the Black Emperor shouted secretly, "You have been unlucky for eight lifetimes. If you encounter an extremely terrible disaster, there will definitely be five times, and there will be nine small disasters for each time."

"And..." Ye Fan's eyes bloomed and looked up at the starry sky. He has experienced two times, a total of 18 minor disasters, and has not been completed at all.

"Boom!"

Thunder landed. This time it's not a thunder sea, but nine virtual shadows, intertwined with electric light, just like nine gods!

"What is that? How can there be creatures in the thunder?"

Everyone was stunned. The nine figures were formed by thunder and lightning. Some looked like human bodies, some looked like real dragons, and some looked like birds, beasts, fish and insects.

"The big world really has the will to give birth to an immortal god?!" Many monks said, "They are not gods, but the power of thunder and lightning is intertwined, which is a kind of terrible disaster." There is a Holy Lord." The words are calm.

There are different explanations of various ancient books. The ancient sages believe that the thunderstorm was born from the induction of heaven and man, which is closely related to the robbers themselves.

"Boom!"

When everyone was talking about it, Ye Fan had already fallen into greater hardships, entangled with one of the virtual shadows, almost in the war.

This time, not only was his body going through the disaster, but his divine mind also rushed out and was baptized by thunder, suffering the same severe pain as crushing.

The first figure was finally shattered, but the second loud noise came again. It was a divine phoenix, swooped down with a red thunder.

The thunder and lightning that turns into a creature has unimaginable power, which is far more terrible than the thunder sea!

Ye Fan was covered by the phoenix, and his powerful thoughts were sharpened and turned into a blazing beam of light, almost burning. He was in great pain, but he endured it.

The third and fourth...

The figure like a god rushes one after another. There will be nine disasters. Ye Fan's body and God's mind will go through disasters at the same time. If he persist and don't die, it will be a baptism like a new life in the Nirvana.

If you can't resist it, it will be ashes forever.

At the same time, his tripod is also receiving the impact of all this, leaving more innate lines on it.

With the last loud noise, the ninth figure like the fairy king rushed down, and Ye Fan flew out, and then was quickly caught up, and endless thunder and lightning flooded him.

He was swallowed by the fairy king, which made everyone exclaim and pay nervous attention.

"Puff"

The fairy king was cut open, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and the heaven and the earth calmed down again. Ye Fan's divine thoughts were like a golden sun, extremely blazing.

After the baptism of thunder disaster, his mind was obviously different, and he had a breath close to the gods.

Ye Fan clearly realized that if so, his divine consciousness captured the trajectory of the Tao in the thunder and lightning, held the bodhisattva in his hand, and had a lot of feelings." He felt that he was about to completely break into the secret place of the four poles.

"Kon, be careful, it's the unreasonable chaotic thunder!" The Black Emperor screamed.

Nine thunderbolts fell from the sky, and there was a chaotic air flowing in each road, making people feel the breath of the beginning of the world!

"It's really chaotic thunder. Although it's just a wisp, it's also horrible!"

The saints first changed their colors, and then their eyes were a little strange. The immortal imperial dynasty in Zhongzhou and the unique characters of the Hundreds of Religions were also moved.

"Before the ancient emperor sacrificed the holy soldiers, he would baptize the holy things with endless chaotic thunder!"

Many old people are enthusiastic. Refining soldiers with nine wisps of chaotic thunder gas in the thunder will definitely have endless wonderful uses and improve the quality of magic soldiers.

But" Ye Fan wants to use it to refine the body, which is shocking just by imagination. What kind of hardship will it be?

"Boom!"

The first thunderbolt fell and almost shattered Ye Fan's body. The chaotic thunder in the middle was too horrible!

He was bloody, his bones were ringing, his mind was broken, and the traces on the tripod were tired. He was injured and shaky, almost unsupportable.

However, Ye Fan's will was like iron, and his mind quickly gathered and turned into an ancient tower, absorbing the chaotic gas and quickly melting it.

The mark of the Tao!

The innate pattern of the road is contained in the chaotic thunder, which makes his body and mind ethereal, and then the injury recovers quickly, as if he is reborn in a bath in fire.

"Boom!"

The second thunderbolt fell, which almost torn him apart, but finally took it.

"Boom!"

The third chaotic thunder fell, and Ye Fan looked up to the sky and roared. The body, mind and tripod shook together to meet the sky.

When the seventh thunderbolt fell, Ye Fan was almost scattered, which was terrible. It was more terrible than all the thunderstorms he had experienced before. His white bones were stubble, and his pale golden blood was almost dry.

But he still struggled to reunite his mind, turned into a clock, fixed the wisp of chaos, and let it flow between consciousness, body and tripod.

"Boom!"

The eighth thunder and lightning fell, and Ye Fan's injury became more serious. He almost became meat sauce, and most of his bones were broken, but he still persisted. The broken divine thoughts are gathered together and turned into a tripod, sealing the wisp of chaotic air, feeling the seal of the road, using it to repair the body and mind, and at the same time baptizing the mother spirit tripod of all things.

"Poison"

Finally, the last chaotic thunderbolt fell and pierced Ye Fan's body in dozens of places, and he almost broke a few pieces.

However, he gritted his teeth and kept himself awake without fainting. The divine mind was reorganized and turned into a figure like a fairy king, blooming brilliance. If you look carefully, it is himself.

The divine thought turned into an immortal king, sat in the void, held the chaotic gas in his arms, was nourished, and constantly recovered and grew.

"Gag"

Ye Fan's bones sounded, and his body began to recover. His mind was like a golden sun, and the light soared to the sky, hanging in front of his eyebrows.

And the mother spirit tripod of all things hung above his head, ups and downs, falling down a stream of mysterious yellow gas, looking confused and full of Taoist rhyme.

"brush"

Nine chaotic thunderstorms walked around Ye Fan's body, like nine little dragons constantly dancing, then submerged into his sea of knowledge, and finally into the tripod.

At this time, the atmosphere of the initial era of heaven and earth permeates, as if it is opening up the world, giving him an unspeakable feeling. He is physically and mentally peaceful, peaceful and ethereal.

The nine wisps of chaotic thunder are all full of Taoist trajectories. Ye Fan kept understanding, and then began to refine the nine qi!

His consciousness turned into a sitting fairy king, floating in front of his eyebrows, the tripod hanging above his head, while his body was sitting in the void.

"Buzz"

The void shook, Ye Fan branded himself in the big world, melted into one with the void, and all the nine wisps of chaotic gas were melted away, and became one with his tripod.

"brush"

Ye Fan opened his eyes. He knew that he had entered the secret place of the four poles and successfully broke through the barrier!

He fluttered in white, danced lightly with black hair, clear eyes, and stood quietly in this world, with a completely different feeling.

"The fifth disaster..." Ye Fan looked up at the night sky and never saw it fall.