The void was fluctuating, and the rules of the heavenly way were completely unstable.

The red catastrophe clouds above the nine heavens are still gathering, and a large group has formed at this moment.

A destructive aura was brewing in it, as if setting off the tragic battle below.

Everyone felt that the scene was completely out of control and could not make the situation come true.

“So strong, so good!”

"Unrivaled attack power, defense power, and even speed..."

“The treasure I have always dreamed of!”

The storyteller laughed wildly, watching the flesh and blood on his body being pulled away little by little, and his limbs turned into debris, sputtering and spreading, his eyes were crazy.

"Let the storm come more violently!"

“Rumbling…”

The Red Double Dragon Python was also completely crazy.

It doesn't even have to move at this moment.

The storyteller who lost the rhythm of the battle could not even resist, and could only make a comeback and go back and forth in the volley of two huge python tails.

The flesh and blood were falling, and the scene was extremely bloody.

However……

"He is still in control!"

Lan Ling regulated the formation and wanted to take advantage of the battle to completely shatter the ancient book space with the power of the formation and return to the white cave.

But she was shocked to find out.

Even though the storyteller was completely unhealthy, he still maintained the previously divided mind to keep the space of ancient books unbreakable.

In other words, the storyteller still has more energy!

"This guy..."

Lan Ling was sweating in cold sweat, "It turns out to be a pervert!"

In the battle gap, everyone seemed to have temporarily lost attention to the red catastrophe cloud above the Nine Heavens.

But the majesty of the heavenly way will not allow the powerful Dao-slaying powerhouse who has never survived the Nine Death Thunder Tribulation to master the ability that is comparable to the Nine Turns of Dao-slaying.

“Boom!”

At the moment when the thunder tribulation was formed, a thin red divine thunder that was only the thickness of a little finger fell from the sky, instantly piercing through the huge red double dragon python.

“Ao!!!”

The painful dragon roar resounded.

The two huge python tails of the Red Double Dragon Python curled up, and the next second, the entire python body was penetrated by the red thunder tribulation.

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

An explosion came out of the python.

The energy compressed to the extreme of the Chize Divine Thunder exploded, and the sky was completely destroyed by python blood.

Like a blood rain, every drop of blood splattered was accompanied by the terrifying power of thunder.

The void is not only corroded by the power of the python blood itself, but it will also encounter an explosion of the power of the thunder tribulation.

“Rumbling…”

The entire Lijian Grassland was completely subverted.

The powerful man at the Dao-killing level has fully opened fire, plus the Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation.

That scene was like the end of the world, and the magnificent picture did not stop at all.

“It’s so good, it’s so good…”

In the burst space, there was a vaguely high-pitched sound of excitement.

The broken storyteller, who had been separated from his restraint, suddenly spit out another new storyteller from his mouth because of the thunder tribulation.

Then, taking advantage of the red divine thunder paralysis effect of the thunder tribulation of the Red Thunder has not yet passed.

The storyteller, who was covered in saliva, disappeared directly.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived before the double python heads that were dozens of times larger than him.

“Catch it!”

Take out a small dagger and slash it through.

The space completely collapsed, and a black light instantly approached the head of the python.

"brush!"

In the midst of lightning, the red two dragon python recovered from the attack of the thunder tribulation.

Eight wings trembled slightly, and the huge python body disappeared directly from its original position.

Next second.

“Boom!”

The storyteller who was spit out of his mouth was directly blown up by the tail of the python covering the sky, and even the corpse chips were pressed into the ground.

“Dong!”

Everyone's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and they felt that their souls were about to be pulled out of their body by this blow.

"My God..." The letter was completely stunned.

This attack, let alone bear it.

Just when he watched, he felt his heart trembling and his legs were weak and he couldn't resist it at all.

Even if the sealed ghost beast known as the King of White Cave appeared at this time, I am afraid that this attack would not be even more shocking, right?

“Boom!”

The Red Shuanglong Python still wants to continue attacking.

At this moment, a thumb-sized thunder was once again descending from the disaster cloud.

Thunder is thin.

But the color at this moment has evolved from red to orange.

“Orange Yuan’s Death Calamity!”

In an instant, the thunder tribulation penetrated the body.

This time the Red Double Dragon Python could not withstand it at all.

Its power is built up by force, and it is already good to be able to withstand a red divine thunder in the Nine Death Tribulation.

When the moment the python was penetrated by the death disaster of the Chengyuan, the python completely exploded.

The flesh and blood were cramming.

Dragon scales fly around, and blood rain falls from the sky again.

“Condensing!”

The unconscious ghost beast body was at this moment, but a painful weak female voice came out.

One word was settled.

The body of the python turned into ghost energy and returned to possession.

In just a blink of an eye, the red two dragon python took shape again!

“Strong!”

“So powerful!”

The storyteller's eyes were wide open, staring at the red two dragon python that had been formed, with unstoppable love in his eyes.

At this time, even if the injury is serious.

In the ancient book space, he still used the power of the rules of the law of heaven to regain his body and half of his arm.

"Sword."

“Yes, there are four swords.”

It seemed that I remembered something, and the storyteller looked down.

In the underground, four swords were already pulled into the deep strata by the python's tail.

But with one move, the fierce sword was bound into his palm by the power of the heavenly way.

"If someone's knife cannot hurt you, then there are four swords!"

The storyteller Ling Yuan made a partition and held four swords with one hand.
To be continued...