Yuanqiyuan's dragon

Lan Yuan came all the way to the execution platform. The closer he got, the more desolate it became. No one around made it easier for him to move.After all, according to what Minhang said, the energy of the divine stone was running out, if he spoke out about it, he would inevitably be hindered, but now that the situation was urgent, he could only use one move to cut it first and then play it later.

Standing in this familiar place, Lan Yuan created a series of dharma seals according to Minhang's instruction, trying to restart the dusty formation under the execution platform.Feeling the call from him, the surroundings of the execution platform shone brightly, and in the dazzling golden light, it changed its appearance in an instant, and colorful auspicious clouds enveloped the entire sky.

The movement here immediately alarmed the entire fairy world, unlike the burst of Sanskrit sounds last time, the sound of bells spread in the fairy world, sonorous and powerful, as if vibrating next to people's ears.

This time, not only the big and small gods who had been watching last time came here, even the Qing Emperor opened his eyes suddenly from his meditation: "The bell of the Great Dao..."

Above Xingtai, Qingdi's figure appeared here in an instant. Looking at the figure in the formation whose robes were blown by the wind and hunting, he lost his inner calm for the first time.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since his last failure, and now there are only a handful of people in the Six Realms who know about the Conferred God Platform. The method of Fengshentai.But at this moment, no matter how much he thinks in his mind, he can't change the current situation. Once the thunder tribulation is opened, they will not be able to intervene no matter whether the tribulation is successfully crossed or not. However, Emperor Qing sighed. It won't last long.

The rest of the gods, big and small, also appeared in this empty field, and even Qingran Qingning also appeared beside Qingdi.Looking at the somewhat familiar figure at this moment, they couldn't help feeling a little dazed.In the past tens of thousands of years, the only two big movements in the fairy world were unexpectedly caused by him.

Different from the gossip-like murmurs of other gods, Shangjun Yuanhua saw the difference at a glance: "The Conferred God Platform...the Conferred God Platform..."

Shangjun Yuanhua is the most qualified immortal in the fairy world. He also witnessed it with his own eyes when Emperor Qing opened the Conferred God Stage last time. restart.

Being able to open the Conferred God Platform means that Lord Lanyuan has become Lord Lanyuan at this moment. Looking at his handsome face, Lord Yuanhua sighed silently in his heart. This is probably the youngest Lord Lanyuan among the six realms. up.

Qing Ning heard Shangjun Yuanhua's muttering, she was a little puzzled, and asked Emperor Qing: "Father, what is the Conferred God Platform?" Here, it is obviously the execution platform of the fairy world, and she has never heard of the name Conferred God Platform Pass.

"Fengshentai..." Emperor Qing paused, and looked inside meaningfully, "It's the place where you become a god after going through calamities."

"God?" Qing Ning's pupils shrank suddenly. Although she knew that there is a true god in the world, since she was born, the world of gods has been closed, and the word god is too far away from her.

Looking at the tall and straight figure standing proudly in the formation, Qing Ning was full of thoughts.

With the ringing of the distant bells, the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky became thicker and denser. After the 81 ringing of the bells stopped, the auspicious clouds in the sky finally gathered together and shone with colorful lights.It should have been a bright color, but now it is full of solemnity and solemnity.

At the moment when the auspicious clouds condensed and formed, the colorful lightning thunder fell from the sky unexpectedly, and the originally peaceful atmosphere was instantly broken with the lightning strike.

Under the surprised eyes of the immortals, the seven-colored divine thunder passed through the protective barriers that Lan Yuan had placed in front of him as if passing through the air, and hit him directly and fiercely.

The powerful Lei Jie descended on Lan Yuan's side in an instant with an irresistible momentum and majesty, and knocked him into the air with one blow.

Watching Lan Yuan being knocked into the air, there was an uproar outside.It only took one blow to knock down Lan Yuan, who is a god, to the ground. Is this seven-colored god thunder so powerful?

Only Emperor Qing is still a little calm at this moment, after all, he had personally experienced the power of this thunder catastrophe to see everything in the world as if it were nothing.

Qing Ning also clenched her lower lip in an instant. If she wanted to become a real god, she would have to go through 81 divine thunders. Looking at Lan Yuan who fell on the ground, she couldn't help worrying silently.

Lan Yuan was half lying on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.Feeling the domineering aura of the blow just now, which is different from the immortal power and spiritual power, is this divine power?In the snow-capped mountain spirit spring before, he had also felt a trace of divine power from those divine grasses, but he did not have the ferocity and power of this divine thunder. The incomparable aura was as high as a god, which made people feel awe. .

Just a flash of thought, Lan Yuan shook his head, no, this is just the beginning, if he feels fear in his heart, how will he survive the remaining [-] thunder tribulations?

He raised his head, looked at the auspicious cloud that fell into silence after the blow in the distance, and slowly stood up straight.Isn't it just a few thunderbolts, even with a few traces of divine power, it is not the coming of the true god after all, so why not be afraid, he is a person who wants to cross the catastrophe and become a god, how can he be repelled by a small thunder catastrophe.

A flash of arrogance flashed in Lan Yuan's eyes, the auspicious clouds in the sky seemed to know what he was thinking, the sky that had been calm for a long time was violently violent again, and several successive divine thunders descended from the sky again, bringing with them a destructive aura. The power and influence, even the people outside the thunder disaster, couldn't help but be shocked by this overwhelming divine thunder.

But at this moment, Lan Yuan in the center of the field is already covered with scars, there is no intact place on his body, and even his face has been scratched by the thunder and lightning. There are a few small bloodstains, and every wound can be seen with just a button. Tiny lightning visible to the naked eye.

Lan Yuan was laying on the ground, with the same scarred hand slowly resting on his chest, he raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were frighteningly bright, with contempt for Lei Jie, he looked up into the sky.

"Father, please, stop this formation, stop it, okay..." Qing Ning, who was outside the thunder robbery, broke down in tears and begged Qing Di.

"Nonsense, this thunder calamity is something my father can stop if he wants to." Before Qing Ning could finish speaking, Qing Ran frowned and interrupted her rambling words.

"But, if this continues, he will die..." Qing Ning looked at Qing Di who was also frowning with tears in his eyes.

Emperor Qing sighed: "This thunder calamity will not stop unless he retreats by himself." He knows the power of the divine thunder well. It's ridiculous, after just three blows, he was already covered in bruises, and he had no intention of crossing the catastrophe.But just now, it seems that Lan Yuan has already been robbed by seven or eight thunderstorms.

Looking at Lan Yuan's dying state at the moment, the thunder calamity in the sky still had no intention of retreating, and his eyes flickered.

Looking at the thicker auspicious clouds in midair, Lan Yuan chuckled lightly: "Come again." The relaxed tone seemed to be that the person lying on the ground was not him, with a sense of indifference beyond life and death.

Hearing his words, another divine thunder fell, fiercely hitting Lan Yuan who was lying motionless on the ground.

Huge tears enveloped him, and people outside could see clearly. In the thunder light, the slender figure was tightly wrapped by the divine thunder, slowly floating in the air, and countless small colorful lightning floated around him.

One after another divine thunder descended from the sky as if being summoned, forming a huge thunder cocoon, hiding him in it without revealing a breath.

How is this going?The gods outside couldn't help looking at each other, and started talking in low voices, unable to figure it out for a moment.