"Not good!" Before the joy on his face had disappeared, Tenglin exclaimed in surprise.

"Thunder cloud... look at the thunder cloud!" Tengyuan and others also found the problem.

But, at the moment Zhang Yang advanced, the laws of heaven and earth fluctuated, touching the pillar of heaven and the power grid.

hold head high--

A roar seemed to come from the ancient prehistoric world. The dragon on each of the eight heavenly pillars seemed to come alive in an instant, with splendor flashing in its agile eyes and twisting their bodies.

What's even more terrifying is that in the thunder clouds, those misty thunder balls, although they have become six-colored thunder balls, have no intention of descending. Instead, they continue to use the eight pillars as the foundation to absorb the power of lightning from the thunder pool crazily.

The six colors change with each other. In this case, each thunder ball is a very beautiful individual. And countless thunder balls gather together, and the splendor among them can no longer be described in words.

However, anyone knows what kind of danger is hidden behind this dazzling beauty.

The violent momentum spreads, and even outside the formation, you can feel aura of depression and terror.

A heavy rain is coming and the wind fills the building!

Zhang Yang was immersed in the scene and felt even more obvious. At this time, he naturally knew the possible crisis. He had just closed his joy of promotion and his face was full of solemnity.

Gabangbang!

There were bursts of crisp sounds, and the muscles and muscles that had just advanced had exploded to the extreme, ready to face the upcoming crisis.

"Two sirs, will we take action immediately?"

Fu Cang asked with a serious face.

This was a difficult decision, even Fujilin and Fujiyuan were stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, a glimmer flashed in Tenglin's eyes and raised his hand and said:

"No! The next storm will inevitably be dangerous. However, danger and opportunity coexist, and in danger, it must contain great opportunities. Which strong man cannot make great gains on the edge of life and death and then be able to break through? As for whether boy Zhang Yang will die..."

Tenglin was slightly stunned. His eyes were staring at Zhang Yang in the thunder clouds, and his tone was filled with strong confidence:

"I think we should believe that Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang is not a reckless person. He is now clearly prepared and plans to fully welcome the upcoming thunder. There is no sign of escaping. Now if we forcefully rescue him, it may ruin his chance. If he finds his irresistible danger, he will definitely escape with his life. That is the time for us to take action."

Even though Fujinlin said that, he himself understood that these eight heavenly dragon formations were so dangerous, and with eight heavenly pillars as pillars, it was really hard to say whether they could be broken in an instant.

Fujilin looked at Fukura and asked:

"If you use the large cutting technique with all your strength, how sure are you to break the barrier of this formation in an instant?"

"40%!" Fu Cang blurted out, obviously he had been considering this issue for a long time.

"If I do my best, I will be 70% sure." Fujinlin's tone was filled with strong confidence. This confidence came from the sharp axe behind him.

In the formation.

Finally, after brewing, the seventh color finally appeared in the color conversion of the six-colored thunder.

Purple!

Purple just flashed, followed by the eighth color, blue, and then. Almost at the same time, the ninth color flashed, brown.

Red, silvery, green, orange, blue and purple brown.

The nine-colored thunder ball condenses into the most dazzling thunder cloud storm.

How dare Zhang Yang be careless at this time? The violent aura above his head was almost breathless under the depression.

He had a premonition that if he was hit head-on by the thunder clouds all over the sky, he would be in danger of falling completely, and it would be possible that he could not even keep a trace of soul power.

Zhang Yang knew the art of talented clones. There was a saying that the human clones had been practicing in seclusion in the ring hut. However, if even the soul was annihilated, his two clones would fall at the same time.

Of course, Zhang Yang can also choose to explode the zombie body before the thundercloud storm arrives.

However, Zhang Yang would never do this. He did not take advantage of the opportunity of the thunder clouds gathering just now to break through the barrier and escape, but chose to stay, in order to refine his body in this crazy power of thunder and lightning.

What's more, the situation has not reached such a crisis, and Zhang Yang still has many ways to not have actual combat.

At this time, I didn't care about anything. First, with the movement of my spiritual sense, a layer of black armor appeared on my body. This was the spoil he seized when he killed a golden immortal.

The artifact-level armor has a good defense. Usually, Zhang Yang is self-reliant in defense and almost does not have such armor, but at this time he sacrificed it.

Then he squeezed the magic trick in his hand and used the magic great disaster technique.

The Great Tribulation Technique can split two illusions that are exactly the same as your soul aura. This is not a clone, but an illusion.

The clone will weaken the strength of the body, which is harmful but not beneficial. However, the illusion has nothing to do with strength, and will only induce thunder and draw out some thunder balls, which is beneficial or not.

Swish swish swish swish!

Three Zhang Yangs appeared, setting aside a certain distance, and standing upright.

Appearance, aura...even the armor on his body was exactly the same, and Fujinlin and others outside the formation could not tell the truth or the fake for a while.

Zhang Yang kept in his hand, and the time flow of talented magical powers had been used.

But in the sky, half of the thunder ball that was originally falling from the sky was suddenly slowed down, and the other half continued to fall down... This scene looked very strange, as if half was suddenly blocked.

Hora!

Even half of the number is more than a hundred thunder balls.

You know, this is a nine-colored thunder ball!

More than a hundred nine-colored thunder balls obviously cannot distinguish Zhang Yang's body and illusion. "Hora" suddenly became divided into three batches, and pounced towards the three figures.

The plan was successful.

However, Zhang Yang's face was not at all happy, but was extremely solemn.

After repeated differentiation, there are still more than fifty thunder balls that locked Zhang Yang's body.

More than fifty nine-colored thunder balls locked Zhang Yang, who was several feet tall, and the sky was magnificent. When it was concentrated, it was even more impressive.

Swallowing!

A stream of lights rise up against the thunder and clouds.

They are all defensive artifacts.

Boom boom boom boom!

There were constant explosions, and lights were broken.

If Zhang Yang's spiritual sense is strong enough to control more than 50 artifacts at the same time, allowing each artifact to resist a thunder ball, maybe there is a chance of success.

But, does Zhang Yang have that powerful spiritual sense?

Obviously it is impossible.

The moment he sacrificed those magical artifacts, they were actually out of control, and they had no control of their spiritual sense at all. They were just passive defense, and they could not even exert their power.

Bang bang bang bang!

The artifacts were broken one by one, and the thunder balls in the sky were only weakened a little, and they had already arrived in front of Zhang Yang.

Now that all the means are used, Zhang Yang can only rely on his own strength to resist.

The most critical and most critical moment has come. (To be continued)!~!
Chapter completed!