Yan Wubian naturally knew what the loosening of the bottleneck meant, which undoubtedly allowed him to see an opportunity for the Thunder Spirit Body to break through.

And this opportunity was the purple thunder that hit him just now. With the strength of his body, if there was a lightning disaster like that in the Sky City, it would not be able to shake him at all.

But the thunder in front of him, while destroying his body, also gave him the opportunity to break and stand up again. No matter how terrifying the power of this thunder was, it was weakened and refined by the Nine Saints of Thunder God Art.

Next, Yan Wubian relied on the power of thunder to condense his physical body.

Faced with this kind of opportunity, Yan Wubian certainly understands that the opportunity cannot be missed and will never come back. If he could not seize this opportunity, then he would not be able to cultivate to the current level.

"This little beast!"

Within the thunder cloud, facing Yan Wubian's provocation, Xue Wangxu, with a livid face, spoke with a fierce tone, and the murderous intent contained in it almost broke through the sky.

Now, he obviously wants to cut Yan Wubian into pieces.

He didn't expect that Yan Wubian would fight him to such an extent, even using his most powerful trump card, he still couldn't defeat the opponent.

"Why, the successor is full of force? The power of thunder is so small, it can only kill the little dragon!"

At this time, Yan Wubian, who was looking up at the sky, finished speaking with a mocking look on his face, then moved his body and slowly rose into the air, as if he was about to rush into the thunderclouds.

"Then let you truly experience the true power of the Purple Gold Divine Thunder!"

Xue Wangxu's pupils shrank, and the killing intent all over his body suddenly became stronger. The whole world seemed to be caught in Xue Wangxu's violent killing intent.

"boom!"

As Xue Wangxu finished speaking, thunder light flashed in the thunder clouds. The next moment, an even bigger purple thunder column suddenly fell from the sky, directly tearing apart the space. In Yan Wubian's slightly surprised eyes, he fiercely

It hit his body and knocked him down from the air again.

The purple thunder almost annihilated Yan Wubian's body, and the thunder light spread like a roar. The violent and domineering fluctuations seemed to make the surrounding air boil.

Within the lightning, Yan Wubian spurted out another mouthful of blood. The cracks that burst out on his body became larger. The severe pain transmitted from his body made him almost faint. His face was already severely distorted.

.The power of this thunder is more powerful than any previous ones.

Although his body was suffering from unspeakable severe pain, Yan Wubian's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and there was a faint flash of lightning and thunder looming in his eyes.

Holding back the physical pain, Yan Wudi quickly activated the Nine Saints Thunder God Art. As the magic art continued to flow, the purple electric light wrapped around his body seemed to follow a certain pattern, lingering around him.

In every muscle and bone cell, even the light golden blood has purple light flowing.

Under the influence of the Nine Saints Thunder God Art, these purple thunder and lightning that caused serious damage to Yan Wubian's body began to forge his body. Vaguely, one could vaguely see his bursting muscles, and every cell was actually...

It began to absorb the power of purple thunder and lightning.

The purple thunder that enveloped Yan Wubian's body did not last long, and soon converged at an alarming speed. As if being attracted by something, these thunder lights quickly penetrated into Yan Wubian's body and disappeared.

In a short period of time, Yan Wubian's body reappeared in Xue Wangxu's eyes.

And his body didn't seem to have any changes. Except for the fact that there were more wounds on his body and the cracks were larger, his appearance looked as miserable as he wanted. No, it should be said to be extremely miserable.

And at this moment, his closed eyes slowly opened.

The next moment, his right palm slapped the ground violently, a muffled "bang" sound was heard, and his body jumped like a carp and stood up again.

"Hahaha, the power of this thunder is too weak. It feels like it's tickling me when it hits me."

Immediately, Yan Wubian's sarcastic voice resounded throughout the world.

"Tickling? Then where did you get the injury?"

Looking at the extremely miserable Yan Wubian with gloomy eyes, Xue Wangxu smiled solemnly. Naturally, he would not doubt the power of the Purple Gold Divine Thunder. Although he was shocked that the other party could block the bombardment of the Divine Thunder one after another and survive.

But he believed that with one more blow, the opponent, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, would definitely not be spared.

"I'll send you on my last journey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Thor Hammer in Xue Wangxu's hand suddenly glowed with purple light. He raised his hand and a huge purple thunder shot out again.

Even though Yan Wubian was injured, Xue Wangxu, who was already shocked by Yan Wubian's strength, did not reduce the power of the attack. On the contrary, the power of the thunder was stronger than the last.

Of course, he didn't expect that Yan Wubian was worried that the power of the thunder he was attacking would be weakened, thereby ruining his opportunity to break through, so he spoke out to provoke him. Coupled with his miserable appearance, it was really too...

It was so deceptive that Xue Wangxu didn't notice anything unusual about it.

Of course, Yan Wubian also noticed the power of the coming thunder. Each one was stronger than the other. Although the huge momentum made people frightened, he did not have the slightest fear. On the contrary, except for a layer of spiritual power on his body,

Outside the force shield, there was almost no defense, allowing the thunder to hit his body heavily again.

The same scene happened again, Yan Wibi's body was once again submerged in the lightning, but this time the lightning lasted longer before disappearing.

"It's not enough, it's still not enough. The power of this thunder is not strong enough to stimulate the body. It's still a little bit..."

At this time, Yan Wubian was completely immersed in the changes in his body. He could feel that he was still a little short of a physical breakthrough.

Looking at Yan Wubian's figure who stood up again, Xue Wangxu was already a little numb in shock. Without any nonsense, a thunderbolt blasted out again.

"ah!"

Looking up at the falling purple thunder pillar, a look of madness flashed across Yan Wubian's eyes, and then he suddenly roared, then stamped his feet fiercely, the ground beneath his feet sank, and his body swung towards him with a swish.

The coming thunder pillar greeted him.

"How is this possible...?"

Under Xue Wangxu's gaze, Yan Wubian's body did not fall after being hit. Instead, the body wrapped in purple light continued to fly upwards.

Seeing this scene, even Xue Wangxu, who had always been extremely calm, could not help but feel panic in his heart at this moment.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Xue Wangxu was extremely horrified. The spiritual power in his body was already running wildly, rushing towards the Thor Hammer in his hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

The next moment, one after another thunder blasted out from the hammer and suddenly landed on the purple figure in mid-air.

With the bombardment of thunder one after another, Yan Wubian's figure that continued to rise descended again. Every time he was hit by a thunder, his figure would fall a little lower until he was completely blasted into the ground again.

"This time, I have to die."
Chapter completed!