Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Three hundred thunderbolts were struck in a short time.

Zhao Yang's black and yellow body also showed slight cracks, and then shattered under Zhao Yang's shocked expression.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Yang's face was shocked.

"Can the body of Xuanhuang be broken?" Zhao Yang said in a daze.

Click!

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At this time, another three hundred thunderbolts fell towards Zhao Yang.

The thunder that fell this time was twice as terrifying as the previous one.

Zhao Yang's face turned green immediately.

He hastily took out three formation disks, all three formation disks were protection formation disks, and the three formations turned into three barriers, firmly guarding his surroundings.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The three hundred thunderbolts struck the formation almost at the same time, so the three formations were shattered almost in no particular order.

Zhao Yang screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was trembling, and his teeth were about to gnaw into pieces.

"It seems that something happened." Sharpshooter said solemnly.

At this moment, the figure of Po Jun appeared in the midair, and the quasi-emperor's aura on his body spread mightily to the surroundings.

Now the mentality of the saints of all races who are secretly paying attention is about to collapse.

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

"Why is there another quasi-emperor beside Zhao Yang?"

"This quasi-emperor looks more powerful than the previous one?"

"Will there be a bright future for us?"

Just when the hearts of these saints were extremely desolate, Po Jun frowned and looked at Zhao Yangdao, "Who told you to provoke God?"

"I thought I could bear a few more thunderstorms, but who would have thought that God would treat me like this?" Zhao Yang said with a pale face.

"Do you know the result of your provocation to God?"

"What result?" Looking at Po Jun's face, Zhao Yang had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Three Thousand Thunder Tribulations." Po Jun said coldly, "You will survive the Three Thousand Thunder Tribulations that the young emperor is qualified to overcome."

Hearing this, Zhao Yang's heart slowed down a few beats.

"Do you know how many energy levels there are between you and the young emperor?" Po Jun said angrily, "Let me tell you, even if the young emperor crosses the catastrophe, they will have half their lives. Fortunately, you have taken the initiative to cross three thousand Thunder Tribulation."

"Brother, save Zhao Yang quickly." Xu Hui'er became anxious when she heard this.

"I can't participate in this kind of thing." Po Jun shook his head and said, "It can only depend on his own good luck." Speaking of which, Po Jun paused and said, "You can't participate, neither can anyone, whoever participates , will further enhance the power of Heavenly Tribulation."

Hearing this, Xu Huier's face showed despair.

She doesn't care about her own life or death.

But now she can't do anything.

"What to do? What to do? What to do?" Zhao Yang showed anxiety on his face.

"Can the quasi-emperor formation be used?" Yuan Jin'er asked at this time.

"You can only use the formation below the quasi-sage." Po Jun sighed softly.

Yuan Jin'er tossed a Qiankun bag to Zhao Yang without thinking, "The Qiankun bag contains dozens of scrolls of high-level formations of golden immortals that I have refined over the years."

Zhao Yang returned the Qiankun bag with a wave of his hand.

"Golden Immortal's high-level formation scrolls have no effect." Zhao Yang waved his hand at this point, and ten scrolls of formation formations appeared beside him.

These formation scrolls are all the scrolls of the golden immortal peak.

When the formation in the formation scroll was drawn out, an armor appeared on Zhao Yang's body.

The armor is also the battle armor of the peak of Jinxian, but Zhao Yang has never worn it. At the same time, a bead appeared on Zhao Yang's head.

Guardian beads.

This bead is also a protective magic weapon.

Click!

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Just as Zhao Yang was getting ready, three hundred thunderbolts twice as powerful as before descended again.

The ten scrolls broke within a breath, and the orb on top of his head didn't hold back for long, and the battle armor on his body was shattered in an instant.

Zhao Yang was knocked unconscious on the spot.

"Zhao Yang." Xu Huier was about to rush over when Yuan Jiner stopped him, "You can't go over."

"I have invited Patriarch Nalanjie." Fairy Mingyue hurried over at this time.

"Nalanjie?" Xu Huier immediately realized that she had ignored this matter.

The Nalan family is a holy land of formations, how could there be few scrolls in the family?

"Patriarch Nalan, please save my junior brother." Xu Huier said with red eyes.

"Vice Pavilion Master Xu, what are you talking about? Zhao Yang is the hope of our human race. Even if our Nalan family goes bankrupt, we must not let him have an accident." I have brought all the scrolls of the Golden Immortal Peak."

Hearing this, Xu Hui'er quickly looked at Bawangdun, "Go to the treasury immediately, and bring me all the scrolls of the Golden Immortal Peak formation and the magic weapons of the Golden Immortal Peak in the treasury."

Overlord Shield took the token and left immediately.

And at the moment Bawangshield left, Nalanjie took out hundreds of formation scrolls.

These formation scrolls are all at the peak of Jinxian. Generally speaking, unless it is a life-and-death crisis, how would the Nalan family take them out?

The formations in hundreds of formation scrolls turned into a canopy, and Zhao Yang was firmly guarded within it.

Zhao Yang was still sleeping when Tianlei gathered.

He doesn't seem to know what's going on outside?

Click!

Click!

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When Bawangdun rushed back, three hundred thunderbolts descended at the same time.

These three hundred thunderbolts seemed to destroy the world.

One formation after another was mercilessly annihilated.

And what no one expected was that none of the hundreds of scrolls of the Nalan family could block the thunder.

"Quick." Xu Huier shouted.

Overlord Shield hastily summoned ten formation scrolls.

But it only intercepted part of the sky thunder.

Ah!

Zhao Yang was awakened by the thunder.

There was a scorching smell coming from his body.

There was a look of incomparable pain on his face.

"Damn, are you going to die here today?" Zhao Yang murmured as he looked at Tianlei, which was gathering again.

Overlord Shield pulled out all the formations of the remaining 80 formation scrolls, and then activated dozens of protective formations to guard Zhao Yang's surroundings.

"I hope it will be useful?" Overlord Shield said worriedly.

But Xu Huier and the others all had ugly faces.

Doesn't anyone think that these things can stop the increasingly terrifying thunder?

"Didn't expect that I would be forced to such a point?" Zhao Yang said as he poured out three Peerless Pills and swallowed them.

What kind of medicinal power does the Peerless Pill contain?

But at this time, in order to quickly recover his cultivation, how could Zhao Yang care so much?

"Qian donkey is at the end of his skills."

"Three Thousand Thunder Tribulations, even if he can block this time, what about the next time?"

"Except for the legendary Young Emperor, how can Zhao Yang and He De stop it?"