Chapter 1798

Thunder and lightning, on behalf of destruction, on behalf of Tianwei.

Under the power of heaven, life and death cannot be controlled by oneself, and all living beings are like ants. From ancient times to the present, many monks have faced the power of heaven, but in the end, they can only be turned into ashes under the power of heaven, and all their gods and forms are destroyed.

This is the fate of most monks. When the prestige of the sky really comes, the fate of many people will be controlled by the prestige of heaven.

Not to mention, this is still the heavenly way of the land of eternal silence. The annihilation god thunder that erupts has the source of annihilation contained in it, and it can easily annihilate everything.

"It's too slow, although my body can devour the tribulation thunder and turn the power of the tribulation thunder into my own, but this speed is not fast, and the power of the tribulation thunder is destroying my body all the time, if it is not for me The blood of the Underworld Demon Emperor is strong enough, I am afraid he has already died."

"No, the speed of destruction is too fast. Even if I have the Holy Art of Healing, it far exceeds the speed of my body's recovery. I can't last long. If I can't refine this tribulation thunder in my body as soon as possible. , will soon be blasted into ashes by the second and third tribulation thunder."

Yang Xuan's mind turned sharply, and he quickly thought about countermeasures, but he couldn't think of any way for a while. After all, he was only an emperor realm cultivator. The strongest power that devours the heavens.

Devouring the Heavenly Dao, relying on his obsession, the stronger the obsession, the stronger the Devouring Heavenly Dao. The two can be said to complement each other. However, although his obsession is strong, it has a limit. will collapse completely.

"It's useless, this Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation is aimed at Ben Gong, and even Ben Gong has no confidence to resist, so you don't have to struggle."

The Lord of Red Dust spoke from a distance, his voice was cold and ruthless, without the slightest emotion.

But having said that, she didn't want Yang Xuan to die like this. Anyway, Yang Xuan was also Ji Yuechan's love, and even if Yang Xuan wanted to die, he would have to be killed by Ji Yuechan himself.

Thinking of Ji Yuechan, the Lord of Red Dust couldn't help but look towards the distant Shengdao Mountain, only to see that with the passage of time, the divine light on Ji Yuechan's body has gradually become weaker, and the inheritance is about to be completed.

"What kind of inheritance is this, and it can actually erase the original imprint that Ben Gong left in Ji Yuechan's body..."

The Lord of the Red Dust looked at Ji Yuechan and could clearly feel the changes in Ji Yuechan, especially the original imprint she left in Ji Yuechan's body was weakening little by little.

You must know this origin imprint, but she took a lot of effort to plant it on Ji Yuechan. Once the origin imprint disappears, she will lose control over Ji Yuechan.

"I can't just watch it like this, I have to find a way to stop all this." The Lord of Red Dust frowned, and soon came to a decision, she moved, quickly bypassed Yang Xuan, and smashed the holy way with one palm. The mountain's protection is prohibited from being shattered.

And without the prohibition of protecting the mountain, Shengdao Mountain was unable to stop the Lord of the Red Dust. The Lord of the Red Dust just flickered and came to Ji Yuechan.

But it was only close, no matter how she acted, it was difficult to get close to Ji Yuechan, the layer of divine light outside Ji Yuechan, with a terrifying power, just blocked her from the outside.

"Damn, this palace has spent a lot of effort, do you really want to lose this dao fruit..." The face of the people of Hongchen is extremely ugly, Ji Yuechan is related to her way of proving the dao, and she really wants to lose this dao fruit of Ji Yuechan, If she wants to prove the Tao, her power will be cut off.

"Bengong doesn't believe that this layer of divine light cannot be broken." The Lord of Red Dust is also a ruthless man, and he attacked madly, but what made her desperate was that no matter how sharp her attack was, she would never be able to break through this layer of divine light. .

"Yuechan, quickly wake up the teacher..."

"Did you hear me? Ben Gong wants you to wake up quickly."

The Lord of Red Dust was upset for a while, and shouted again and again, but Ji Yuechan closed her eyes tightly, as if she didn't realize it, and didn't mean to wake up at all.

This scene was watched by Yang Xuan, and he could not help secretly relieved. He is now unable to protect himself, and he has no ability to protect Ji Yuechan at all. Fortunately, the Lord of the Red Dust has tried all means, but he has not been able to break Ji Yuechan's body. that layer of divine light.

"Yuechan seems to be fine for a while. I'll try to get through this calamity first."

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking about it, an old voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "What a terrifying tribulation thunder, but unfortunately the young master has not yet broken through the holy realm, and has not yet gathered the power of the source, if he has the power of the source, it should be able to speed up. This refining speed."

"Tong Lao, are you awake? By the way, what is the power of the source you are talking about?"

Yang Xuan's heart moved, and his mind immediately communicated with the old man Tongtian.

"When the young master is in danger, the old man naturally dare not continue to sleep. As for the power of the source mentioned in the old man's mouth, it is naturally the power that can only be mastered by the holy realm."

The old man Tongtian paused for a while, and then said: "The source, that is, a certain transformation of one's own power, the power formed by this transformation contains one's own spirit, and when the monk's cultivation level enters the holy realm, he will be able to A body of spirit and mana merged into one, turning into a more powerful source power."

"The fusion of spirit, energy and spirit is the source..."

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, the so-called spirit, energy, and spirit refers to will, blood, and soul. All three are indispensable. If a cultivator only has a strong spirit, blood, and spirit, although the combat power is monstrous, the will will become a weakness. .

Weak will, to put it simply, is that the Tao is not strong enough.

"I'm following the Dao, and my will is indestructible. As for my blood and soul, I have already reached the limit that I can reach at this stage. It is entirely possible to fuse the energy and mana, and cultivate the power of my own origin. ."

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, and at this moment, he already had an idea, and immediately gathered his own spirit and energy, and integrated it into his own mana.

Originally, this kind of fusion needs to reach the holy realm to achieve it, only because the holy realm power will experience the baptism of thunder tribulation when crossing the saint robbery, and under the thunder robbery, it is possible to complete this kind of fusion.

Of course, most of the monks in the emperor realm can only condense one or several source powers in their bodies when they go through the thunder tribulation of the saints, which is related to the foundation of each person's avenues.

Generally speaking, the stronger the foundation of the Dao, the stronger the foundation, the more the source power can be condensed.

"My mana is strong, and I am not at all inferior to the ordinary holy realm, and my will, qi, blood, and soul are far reaching the level of the holy realm, and even the ordinary holy realm monks are far inferior to me. Coupled with the help of the Divine Lightning, I may really be able to condense the power of the source in advance."

The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this move was feasible, and he immediately activated the power of the robbery thunder in his body, and merged the same spirit into his mana.

boom!

At this moment, if there was thunder in Yang Xuan's body, a violent explosion was emitted, and the scene was like opening up the world. Gradually, the violent explosion returned to calm, and there were more than a dozen gray streamers, which were also born out of thin air in Yang Xuan's body. Circling endlessly on his limbs.

"This is the origin, there are as many as eighteen paths, and my origin seems to have an almost unyielding will. There is nothing wrong, this is the origin of the Dao, the true origin of the Dao."

Yang Xuan was secretly happy in his heart, and at the same time he also understood that the reason why everything went so smoothly was because he was a practitioner. Under the trend of unyielding obsession, he could accomplish feats that others could not accomplish, and condensed his own avenue in one fell swoop. origin.