Goddess of Heaven

Chapter 625 Extra Story: The East (2)

Can't bear to think about it, the third thunder has already rushed down, all the previous barriers have been shattered, and the sky has become more and more gloomy.

It seems that these three thunders are just appetizers. Dongfang Yilang has deep purple eyes, looking up at the sky, the billowing dark clouds are like giant dragons, galloping and dancing in the sky.

But at this time, the thunder has been brewing longer than before. As a demon king, Dongfang Yilang naturally knows that the thunder will be more powerful as the time passes, and the longer the time interval, the greater the power.

Not daring to take it lightly, Dongfang Yilang pulled out the barrier again.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

There were three loud bangs in succession, and three thunderbolts descended one after another.

The first one was blocked by the barrier, the second one passed through the barrier and most of it hit his body, and the third one completely hit his body.

There was a rush of blood in his chest, and Dongfang Yilang suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat fiercely, his robe was already tattered, and the exposed skin was torn apart...

Dongfang Yilang raised his wrist, wiped the lavender blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and shouted loudly: "Come again!"

Since he was brought back to life, how could he be knocked down by a few thunders? He must go back alive and meet his Yue'er alive.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As if dissatisfied with Dongfang Yilang's provocation, the sky darkened a bit, and the dark clouds rolled violently, like a giant beast lurking in the dark night, waiting for an opportunity to find its target.

Finally, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket pierced the sky and rushed straight down.

"boom--"

Accompanied by thunder, it hit directly on the barrier erected by Dongfang Yilang, and the barrier as hard as a rock was instantly broken.

"puff--"

A mouthful of purple blood spurted out.

Dongfang Yilang swayed and almost fell down, but his eyes were extremely firm.

At the same time, on a mountain peak not far away, a group of people stood facing the wind, their eyes like torches, watching everything in front of them.

The leader is an old man with silver hair and silver beard, but there is no trace of age on his face, his eyebrows are flying into his temples, a pair of narrow eyebrows and eyes, with a fierce and aggressive momentum.

Behind him was a man in a green robe, who looked exactly like the old man, except for his jet-black hair, which made him appear to be full of heroism.

On the other side, there is a woman in a pink dress, with a delicate face, like a fairy in nine days, not to provoke the world.

"Father, it's in front, there are people who have experienced the calamity of the gods."

A man in white pointed to Dongfang Yilang in the distance and said.

"Well, such a big movement, I'm afraid it's not the immortal Lishen." The old man said with a snow-white beard, "Have you ever found out who experienced the calamity?"

"Father, there are 230 immortals in Shenze Continent, 560 people who ascend to the god position, and 16 people who are gods. No one in the gods has become a god in today's calendar." The man. Bow down and report to the old man one by one.

The old man nodded when he heard the words, already thinking about it.

"Father, you see that the seventh thunderbolt is so fierce, I'm afraid this person will be more dangerous than ever." The woman pinched the handkerchief and looked into the distance with a touch of pity.

"Chun'er is still so kind." The man in white smiled lightly.

"Brother, you're laughing at me again," the woman said coquettishly, but looked at the old man, hesitating to speak.

As if to see through her mind, the old man also smiled and said: "My Chun'er has always been kind, but Chun'er, you have to remember that thunder calamity is the only way for a practitioner, and the size of the sky thunder depends on the person's life. , similarly, whether one can survive the thunder tribulation smoothly depends on that person's fortune."

(End of this chapter)