Talisman Emperor

A group of nirvana phoenixes emerged from the Thunder robbery, rushed down, Chen Xi couldn't even reach the pain, and his body was instantly blown up by powder, leaving only a ray of Yuan gods, floating in the sky.

These horrible township killers perfectly explain what it means to be a thunderbolt, to destroy decay, to not give you time to react at all, instantly wipe out all those who are against the sky.

This is the punishment of heaven, representing the will of heaven.

“These catastrophes are too scary...” Chen Xiaoshocked, he is now left with only a ray of Numen God, invisible and invisible, can be called weak.

Fortunately, the phoenix who showered the flames seemed uninterested in his Numen, slapping his wings and flying back into the clouds again, which also gave him a little breathing time.

However, he soon found that after losing his flesh, his Numen's power was gradually weakening, seemingly not for long, and without a thunderbolt attack, he would disappear into the heavens and the earth forever.

“Destroyed. Is this a failed march?” Chen Xi frowned, looked up into the clouds, muttered to himself, "Nirvana robbed fire, transformed body, Nirvana robbed thunder, transformed soul. Now that I have condensed the Nirvana Wheel and the Nirvana Golden Body, I have undergone a transformation with death, but I still cannot survive the Nirvana Thunder. Is it all because of the Numen? ”

Almost instantly, Chen Xi converged his confused thoughts, drove the Numen God, and turned to flush toward the clouds of robbery in high altitude, which was an extremely risky act, because the clouds of robbery swept, representing the will of heaven, and more importantly, the birthplace of the Nirvana thunder, and stepped into it, fearing that the soul would be scattered in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, the Numen God is no more than the flesh and body. It is a spiritual power transformed from the soul of God. It contains invisible and intangible things such as thoughts, thoughts, will, etc. If it is erased, it is only feared that it will always be destroyed between heaven and earth, and the world will never be turned back.

However, Chen Xi no longer cares, because his Numen's power is slowly disappearing. If he does not find a way to make up for it, it will soon dissipate between heaven and earth as well. Instead, let's take a chance and find a chance in despair!

Above the heavens, the clouds roll, the thunderstorms thunderstorm, with endless destructive power.

Chen Xigang just flew over a hundred lengths and felt a huge amount of pressure and a broken air strike! After scattering his Numen, this pressure seemed to change into countless whips, beating his Numen, and like a sharp sharp sharp knife, cutting his mind.

“That's all there is to it!” Chen Xiao bit his teeth and insisted on holding on to the pain of the breakdown of the Numen, but every time he approached the robbery cloud, the pressure increased tenfold, and the pain of the Numen being hanged nearly lost him.

When he arrived here, all of his eyes were a sort of "puncture” essence, a bunch of fine lights constantly creeping and bursting, a strand and a hint gathered together, forming a terrible lightning bolt.

At the same time, Chen Xi Min sensed that deep in the robbery clouds, there were some unknown breaths, which arose in endless destruction and were extremely weak.

“Freshman in destruction, conceived in a thunderstorm, it seemed to be 'angry’ …” The discovery struck him and continued to rush into the clouds.

Between the turns, Chen Xiao has reached a hundred feet from the cloud, saw the true face of the cloud, and strongly felt the true power of the heavenly way.

Yet when he stepped into the clouds, there was a huge thunderbolt that filled the heavens and the earth, like substance, blocked him from moving forward.

Every time he moves forward, the mind in the Numen trembles violently, crispy, painfully, and then loses consciousness, even the whole Numen is about to collapse.

Knock, knock! The Numen made the sound of inches crumbling.

At this moment, Chen Xi had a feeling that he had become the world's tiniest dust, which was blown up into powder.

Every thought, it bursts, and then it turns into powder.

This feeling is the most precise description of the transformation into “dust”, as if it is completely non-existent, completely trapped in a sense of being lost without knowing where the dust is.

“No! I'm not dead yet, how could I be lost!” At the moment of this crisis, Chen Xizhuan's spiritual spirit struck a chill, recovered a little sobriety, and then did not hesitate to run his mind, fully observing the statue.

For more than a decade now, he watched the statue day and night, making his soul powerful to this point. Now, in the face of this extreme danger, he almost subconsciously used the statue as a life-saving straw.

As it turns out, Chen Xiao was right to do so. The next moment, between the crackles, all his crushed thoughts converged, and once again he became his Numen!

“Ah!” this condensed Numen God, Chen Xi finally knew what a pain in the hearts of all ants was, it was as if his body had been smashed to pieces by a hammer and then re-stitched with needle threads. That feeling was scarier than a cramp pulling bones, it was worse to live than to die.

But soon he realized that after this round of reorganization, the Yuan Nerves actually became powerful!

“Is this the magic of Nirvana Ray?” Without waiting for Chen Xi to think about why, the next moment, countless tidal streams of fine light burst again.

This fine light, is thunderous, every inch as sharp as a steel needle, into its own Numen, to powder the Numen, and it contains the will of Heaven.

In other words, every inch of this fine light is equivalent to a ray of heavenly will, which contains the power of destruction, to pink all the ideas in the Chen Xiyuan God!

Now, in the whole cloud of robbery, all are thunder, all represent the will of heaven, no feelings, some are just destruction and annihilation.

In an instant, Chen Xi just gathered the Numen God, scattered by a huge thunderbolt for thousands of years, and then the thousand thoughts were bitten by the countless will of Heavenly Path, to be completely powdered off.

If you replace it with someone else, you're afraid that this will be the end of the Meteorite.

But Chen Xi, after experiencing the previous changes, had a slight understanding in his mind, and did not hesitate to look at the Volkswagen statue again, to regroup the Numen God.

“It turns out that the Yuan Gods will only defeat the will of Heaven in this thunderbolt if the nature of the Yuan Gods can be transformed and immortalized. If it is true, this may be the true intent of the Nirvana Ray!” The Numen were reborn, another powerful circle, and Chen Xiao's understanding of the Nirvana Thunder Robbery was growing.

At the moment, Chen Xiao did not hesitate, and worked hard to arouse all his thoughts, fiercely confronting these heavenly will.

Break it.

Restructuring.

Break it again.

Reconstitute.

Nor did Chen Xi's Numen know how many times they had been crumbled and reconstituted in the Heavenly Path will contained in the Thunder Robbery. Each time they reconstituted, they were like new beings. The Numen became more powerful, more solidified, and even secretly dissipated the scent of great brightness.

Like a stubborn iron undergoing a thousand hammers in a furnace, each quenching is an essential enhancement and sublimation.

I don't know how long it's been since Chen Xi's Numen were robbed of the clouds. Like the essence, the light was shining, the divine power was no different. If you don't look closely, you can't even tell if it's the Numen or the flesh and blood. "Good guy, I finally see it!” At this time, Chen Xiao also finally saw clearly that he was only on the edge of the cloud robbery, and that he had just fought against the defeat, and that he was also on the edge of the cloud robbery of the will of heaven.

And the deeper into the clouds, the stronger the will of the heavenly ways there is, the shocking, the scarier, even in the deepest core, the thunderstorm, the will of the heavenly ways is generated, and every strand of the will of the heavenly ways is countless times stronger than the Yuan God of Chen Xi today.

“That's... what a powerful life!” Chen Xizhuang saw that in the deepest core of the cloud, there was a pool, and the internal fog flowed, giving off tremendous vitality.

Thunder, which represents ferocity, destruction, but also breeds life, so called spring thunder, so is the resurrection of all things. But this raft of life, bred in thunder, once touched, will inevitably cause the power of destruction to erupt. So the world knows very little about the life of the Thunder Lord.

This is a power of destruction and newborn fusion. It belongs to the heavenly rules. Chen Xi, though unable to fully understand, can capture and perceive these.

The next moment, he had no hesitation to rush deep into the cloud, one step forward, constantly traumatized, the Yuan God broke and reorganized, moving forward in sequence, the infinite pain and suffering of which only he himself could taste.

But he never wavered, because he had a strong feeling that entering the vibrant pool on that side would not only defeat the Fourth Thunder Robbery completely, but also take advantage of the vibrant life in the pool to reshape his body!

This is a torment, as cruel as purgatory, every step forward, has to pay a heavy price. The Numen are scattered and reorganized, like one life and one death, one round at a time... “Boom! ”

Lightning thunderbolts, the foggy pool of the clouds, a luminous glow of cabernet daylight, a ray of vibrancy, this is the core of the cloud, the most dangerous place of the Nirvana Phoenix.

Chen Xi experienced some unknown suffering, all his thoughts were severely tortured and numb, and the slower he traveled, because the closer he got to this pool, the stronger the will of Heaven, the more severe the damage caused to his Numen God.

At this moment, Chen Xiao suddenly had a year-on-year feeling, and life and death alternated with rotation in the process, as if he had experienced endless years of change.

Finally, when Chen Xiao approached the pool, he finally saw that the vibrancy of the pool was a tremendous red thunderbolt, burning like a flame.

“Phoenix bathes in flames and nirvana, I, Chen Xi... shall be reborn for this!” Chen Xiran muttered to himself without hesitation and jumped into the pool.