Heaven-law Supreme System

However, Chu Xuan didn't make a move, and he was still watching calmly.

Five thunders hit the top, a total of seven to seven forty-nine days, nine, nine and eighty-one thunders.

There will be five kinds of thunder falling down one after another, and the power of each kind of thunder is immense, and the greater the back, the greater the power of that kind of thunder.

Especially, on the last day, the five kinds of thunder will converge in one place, turning into a colorful divine thunder and landing, after passing it, the dirt fairy body will become.

Stepping into the immortal gate, stepping into the real immortal, five thunderstorms, after the completion of the practice is a commonplace, almost no further, will be thunderous once.

Chu Xuan was not blasted by the five thunders for two reasons: first, he was facing the chaos holy thunder, which was much stronger than the five thunders; second, he was proficient in the colorful divine thunder, and even if the five thunders descended, he couldn't help him.

There is no time for cultivation, forty-nine days, fleeting.

In these forty-nine days, the Emperor of Heaven spent the thunder bombardment and hardly received a breath.

Chu Xuan saw that the Emperor of Heaven was not in any serious trouble, and he didn't make any move at all. Instead, he closed his eyes and practiced to stabilize his unsteady realm.

The monks in the outside world almost never sleep, staring at the reflection of the void without blinking, paying attention to the every move of the emperor, and even more people are taking the opportunity to observe the immortal way and want to understand the immortal way.

These guys, seeing the lingering laws and runes of the Immortal Dao, and the vast amount of immortal energy, their eyes were very red, and they wished to pull the Emperor away and bear the pain of the five thunders.

As long as they can become immortals, who cares, is the Buddha able to withstand the suffering of the five thunders?

Immortal Dao is slim, what a great opportunity this is! No one wants to give up.

You can’t come in person, and you should never miss the opportunity to observe the Law of Immortal Island. Even if you can’t comprehend it, you have to see if you can improve your cultivation level or your Dao accomplishments.

As for ordinary people, they are not so crazy. They want to sleep endlessly, but the body does not allow it.

However, the first thing they do when they get up every day is to read the latest news to see where the Emperor of Heaven has come.

Journalists are also dedicated. They record, broadcast, and live broadcast 24 hours a day without interruption, and they have to continue writing manuscripts.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the Heavenly Emperor's skin was open and fleshy, his lips were chapped, his **** scabs were thick and black, his eyes were dim and dull, and there was no movement.

However, the heavenly emperor's body was rippling with a circle of peaceful fairyland halo, and his heartbeat sound was even stronger, showing that the heavenly emperor was still alive and there was nothing serious about it.

"Boom!"

Above the emperor's head was a colorful thundercloud, and the thunder tide was sparkling, boundless and seemingly calm.

However, even greater might condense in an instant, the thunder tide raged, and the thunderclouds also tumbling.

Those who saw this scene felt tight, and the final test came.

Whether you can achieve half a step, it all depends on this trembling.

Winner and loser, in one fell swoop.

At the place where the eyes converged, a multicolored divine thunder finally fell, carrying the mighty divine might, and the power of endless destruction went straight towards the emperor.

Chu Xuan also opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes faint, watching the every move of the Emperor.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Emperor Tian opened his eyes and raised his head to look up at the void, the colorful divine thunder rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

With a firm gaze, he finally moved with a sigh.

The Emperor of Heaven went up against the sky, facing the colorful **** thunder, and swept away like moths.