Chapter 227. End

"Boom!"

Tianlei couldn't stand it anymore. The lavender Tianlei seemed to be angry and tore the space to destroy the man who was trying to provoke the sky.

"Wo." Ye Fan spit out a breath of wine, poured a rolling Zhenyuan into the body of the sword with his right hand, and waved a wind and thunder sword curtain. All the thunders were stopped and could not be stored.

"The heel plays with the stars, and the world is red with a long roar."

A star curtain suddenly appeared around Ye Fan, and the stars flashed everywhere. Standing among the stars, he was like the emperor of the stars, in charge of the power of hundreds of millions of stars. With an order, he seemed to be able to destroy the world.

The two brightest stars among the stars suddenly turned into a round of tomorrow, a round of bright moon, blooming with different dazzling brilliance, dancing with the stars.

"What a familiar situation." Ye Fan's eyes were hazy and drunk.

The sun, moon and stars are shining together. It was also like this when the ancient tomb of the silent desert came, but now everything is wrong.

"Rumble!"

At this time, it was the eighth thunder. A lavender light fell into the galaxy, smashing countless stars, and attacking the eternal god-like figure in the center.

Ye Fan opened his eyes, and his left hand stroked, and a bright moon rose in front of him. With a wave of his right hand, a round of hot sun floated and stood in front of him.

The thunder went straight into the bright moon, but it was strangely swallowed up, and then the bright moon suddenly burst open, and the two died together.

Now there is only the last thunderbolt left, and Ye Fan only has a scorching sun in front of him. It seems to be relaxed, but in fact, the Zhenyuan is almost exhausted, and the power of thunderstorm in his body has also been exhausted, leaving only a powerful body.

"For the last time, there will be another peerless figure in the college." Someone sighed.

"Then we have to wait for him to grow up. If the genius falls halfway, it will be in vain." Another person interrupted.

No matter what they say, it has nothing to do with the current Ye Fan. He just quietly suspended on the void, waiting for the last thunder, which should be the last one. The possibility of the next eighth color is very small. If it really comes out, he will not be able to resist.

While everyone was waiting, the last thunder fell as scheduled.

The purple thunderstorm burned on the thunder, falling little by little, and the speed was extremely slow. With the continuous landing process, the thunderstorm on the thunderstorm was also getting stronger and stronger. The pressure ravaged the sky, and even set off a gust of wind, and a terrible aura enveloped the sky!

Even the people outside the field can feel the horror. It's hard to imagine the importance of the pressure in the most central place. I'm afraid that the strong people who are perfect in the world can't resist it.

"The terrible thunderstorm, if I had this thunderstorm in those years, I would have no life." A strong man in heaven hides in the crowd and thinks silently.

Ye Fan naturally did not sit and wait for death, but picked up the last trace of Zhenyuan and poured it into the scorching sun in front of him. The volume of the scorching sun continued to expand, and the temperature also increased, and a wave of fire swallowed wantonly over the sky.

The space water and air between the scorching sun and thunder and lightning are completely evaporated and annihilated, leaving only a vacuum zone. In everyone's terrible eyes, the two suddenly collided!

"Boom!"

It's like the explosion of stars, the destruction of the world, the terrible fire tongue and thunder and lightning bite each other, and the temperature in the middle reaches an extremely terrible situation. The energy turbulence is raging around. I'm afraid that at this time, a strong man on the second floor of the heavenly realm will die.

Everyone's pupils shrank and looked at the thunder and lightning scorching sun in the sky. They were shocked. Just the status realm has such power. Once this person reaches the heavenly realm, how horrible it would be to use this move again.

The two slowly annihilated and returned to nothingness. Seeing that they were all about to disappear, a trace of electric flowers suddenly flew out, flew towards the unprepared Ye Fan, and gently floated into his body.

"Puff!" Ye Fan directly spit out a mouthful of blood. The electric flower wantonly ** his flesh and blood meridians and fiercely tore off countless meridians. The ultra-high temperature directly steamed the blood, and the internal organs were almost roasted into coke. It was terrible. At the same time, a sense of tear appeared in his soul, as if there was a strong force constantly tearing his soul and wanted to tear it apart. Fortunately, his soul had a trace of mutation, and the previous experience of soul flying was unimpeded.

Ye Fan endured the pain of tearing the internal organs of flesh and blood. He stood up and did not fall into a coma, because he knew that once he fell into a coma, this power of thunder and lightning could definitely cut off all his vitality within a second!

So he can't go into a coma, and he must bear it all.

At this time, the thunder has dissipated, and Ye Fan is in the suffering of deep water and fire. His face is almost blue and purple, and the skin is faintly scorched and black. This is caused by high temperature from the inside. First, the meridians, internal organs, flesh and blood, then bones, and finally the body surface.

The strange thing is that the thunder clouds in the sky have not dissipated, and there is no lavender beam of light covering Ye Fan, and there is no sign of color deepening, as if the thunder is hesitating to continue to strengthen.

"Hurry up, I can't stand it." Ye Fan roared in his heart and waited for the arrival of the lavender beam of light. As soon as the beam came, he would be saved.

"What's the matter? Why hasn't the thunder cloud dissipated yet?" There was a burst of ** under the stage, looking at the lavender thunder cloud in horror.

"Do you want the eighth color!" Someone said in shock.

"No, you see, Lei Yun shows no sign of deepening." Some people immediately raised objections.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know either."

Everyone is guessing that some people are gloating that Ye Fan is dying, while others feel sorry. Is it possible that such a peerless genius is going to die like this? Wang Jun's face is anxious and scolded in his heart: "Damn Lei Yun, why don't you disperse, Brother Ye, you have nothing to do?"

The girls in the field closed their eyes one after another, silently praying and blessing for Ye Fan.

"Please God let him go."

"Don't die... Whoo-hoo."

As if he had heard the prayers of the girls, Lei Yun hesitated for a while and turned into a lavender beam of light, slowly shooting down from the sky, like a light of hope, saving Ye Fan's life.

"That's great." The girls breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of joy in their hearts.

Ye Fan's mind is almost blurred. His facial features have all disappeared, and his whole body will become a useless person. If the soul had not been alive, he would have died.

In fact, it is this split alone. Generally speaking, reaching the sixth color will reach the sky, but the disaster is constantly landing, directly breaking through the sixth color and reaching the seventh color, and even reaching the eighth color, or even higher.

All this is because of Ye Fan's original soul. Under the induction of the disaster, this creature has three bodies, so he counted all the strength and talent of the other two solits, far exceeding the limit of the third solit.

The lavender light shrouded his body, and a strong vitality mushroomed out like bamboo shoots, and the flesh and blood meridians quickly recovered with the naked eye, one by one. The buds drill out from the flesh and blood baked into coke and quickly form organs.

The blood surged endlessly again, and the whole body seemed to have been tempered and become extremely tight. It seemed that with a gentle grip, it could crush a piece of King Kong.

Then there is the reconstruction of the meridians. The true element is quickly replenished, rushing in the body, and constitutes a larger cycle. Whether it is mass, explosive power or quantity, it has received a great increase.

At this time, Ye Fan only felt that his whole body was full of infinite power.

Cultivation: Three layers of Bailianjing!

Body: Five layers of Bailianjing!

That's right. The quenching of the six-color thunder in front has made Ye Fan's body reach the four layers of the hundred refining realm, and the aftersh of the last thunder directly raised Ye Fan's body to another level, reaching the fifth level of the hundred refining realm! This is a cultivation calculated according to the physical body of the refiner!

However, there is such a good thing when you go through the disaster. In normal times, thunder and lightning only have the power of destruction. Where does the quenching effect come from? Only some special thunder forging skills can quench the body with thunder. This skill is extremely precious, and the effect is definitely not as good as thunder.

Even if there is such a good effect, there will never be any beam of light to repair your body in the end. If you are not careful, it will be completely finished.

"It's finally over, Huangfu Tianyi, are you ready?" Ye Fan looked up into the distance, as if he had crossed countless distances and stared at Huangfu Tianyi.

At this moment, Huangfu Tianyi was gently wiping his love knife with a white cloth. Suddenly, he was restless, which made him frown and irritable.

......

In the distant valley, a purple thunder cloud shrouded the valley. All the creatures in the whole valley were shocked in an instant. They felt the power of heaven one after another, screamed and ran out of the valley, and soon ran away.

A man in white sat quietly in the middle of the valley. The arrival of purple thunder clouds did not cause any change in his expression, but slowly opened his eyes and looked coldly at the thunder clouds in the sky.

"Boom!"

A purple thunderbolt hundreds of feet long burst down, and the whole valley was shrouded in it.

With just one look at it, the valley was completely destroyed without any scum, not even a trace of explosion, all of which were annihilated into flying ashes.

On the earth, there is only the figure in white that is still standing upright.

The man in white is Ye Fan's original, the first dotch!

It turned out that Ye Fan's Tianlei was attracted here by me. This method is simply unpredictable.

His right hand seemed to be holding something, but he slowly opened his right hand and pinched it with only two fingers. It was a purple thunderbolt!

Tianlei was actually compressed to this extent by him and can still be caught in his hand, which is beyond common sense.