The Nine Thunder Heavenly Magnetic Array swept through the raging thunder power, purple lightning and silver snakes were everywhere. A heavy pressure in the space forced Mo Ran to walk forward with difficulty. The dark earth seemed to be burning with the fire of heaven, and was pitch black. If it weren't for the faint and dark light brought by the lightning and underground Yuanshi in the space, even if Mo Ran had reached the supreme strength of the initial level of the gods, he wouldn't have seen anything here.

The steps were extremely heavy, as if invisibly, there were big hands pulling his body, forcing him to walk normally.

Thunder rolled in the sky, spreading a devastating momentum. When it flashed in the air, it fell mercilessly on Mo Ran's head.

The old man who keeps the corpse is not completely true. At least, after Mo Ran has walked for so long, the thunder above his head, which is as powerful as the thunder of heavenly tribulation, has never stopped since he has walked a mile.

One mile, nine thunders.

At first, although Mo Ran was bound by this hundred times the gravity, he still walked over easily with the powerful initial strength of the gods, the palm of the martial arts internal energy and the amazing Tiangang thunder body.

However, when he stepped outside the area of ​​the inner land, he realized that the distance from this to the second miles was too far.

The reason is that from one to two miles, nine thunders in the sky will drop every once in a while and never stop.

The thunder that was comparable to the thunder of the heavenly tribulation shocked Mo Ran deeply. The scene he recalled when he helped Wang Zhen overcome the tribulation was incomparable.

There are three thunders in the heavenly tribulation that descends to save people. This is a secret that Mo Ran knew in the Chaos Star Sea earlier. However, if the thunder that day was better than the thunder in the Nine Thunder Heavenly Magnetic Array, it would be a thing for children to play house.

The raging aura swept wildly with a cyclone like dark clouds in the sky, and the violent thunder filled with a strong sense of killing.

There is no sun or moon in the Nine Thunder Heavenly Magnetic Array, and I can’t tell the difference between the years. But after walking for so long, Mo Ran often wonders, wondering what the intention of the old man in charge of the corpse is? Is it so difficult to overcome his own heavenly tribulation that he actually created such a large formation to train himself? This is simply self-abuse.

With a slight sense of injustice, Mo Ran was also deeply shocked by the old man's position and strength. He was able to create the Nine Thunder Heavenly Magnetic Array. Who is this old man who controls the corpse? How could he have such a powerful ability? Such a person may be in the local martial arts world, and he just needs to wave his hand to destroy a continent.

Sitting quietly on the dark earth, Mo Ran casually waved dozens of low-grade Yuan stones scattered around him. As the internal force surged, the energy in the Yuan stone was replenished.

Regarding the lower-grade Yuanshi, the old man who managed the corpse was not lying to Mo Ran. This thing is indeed not very helpful to Mo Ran now. Looking back on the way he was shocked and sighed at the Supreme Crystal Soul that could only make the first-level martial god powerful man elevate to the high-level realm, Mo Ran couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"I was really a young man at that time."

With a chuckle, Mo Ran absorbed more than ten lower-grade Yuan stones again, and his internal energy was finally maximized.

The lower-grade Yuan Stone (that is, the Jade Fat Crystal Soul in the mouths of Xu Zhenheng and others), this kind of thing is a spiritual crystal containing divine energy. This product between heaven and earth, one can naturally allow warriors who are still in the realm of earth martial arts to rapidly improve. However, once their strength reaches the level of the gods, the effect will be minimal.

The reason is very simple ~

The formation of the small world of the Purple Mansion has helped a strong man in the Earth Martial Arts world to open up the space in the Purple Mansion to hundreds of times, thousands of times. Just imagine, it is hundreds of times or thousands of times larger than the Purple Mansion of the high-level martial god. How amazing the divine energy required will be.

At the initial level of the God of Heaven, Mo Ran could already estimate that if he had five levels of loss, the number of lower-grade Yuan stones needed would be hundreds.

As I saw in front of me, the end of the second journey was right in front of me. Mo Ran did not dare to take it lightly, but there were 2918 thunders. I could imagine how powerful this power was. Mo Ran quickly absorbed the Yuan power of nearly hundreds of Yuan stones and was fully supplemented.

"Eighteen thunders, want to stump me, dream."

His firm eyes burst into a strange purple lightning. Mo Ran's expression tightened. Looking at the thunderous sky, he couldn't help but make his heart move and take big steps out.

"Boom~"

The thunderclap suddenly resounded, and without Mo Ran's expectations, the thick thunder was like a giant python as thick as a bucket, roaring and landing on Mo Ran's head.

"Cross the Thick Armor"

With a loud shout, the internal energy that had evolved into white divine power surged out, and a heavy white armor instantly wrapped Mo Ran in it.

"Peng"

The thunder fell to the top and directly hit the armor, causing a deafening roar.

The tyrannical energy instantly swept across Mo Ran's whole body, but under the protection of the Bengshan Thick Armor, there was no close body to Mo Ran. It was directly outside the Thick Armor and was dispersed by the powerful defense of the Thick Armor.

“Haha~”

Mo Ran laughed wildly when he easily resisted the first thunder. At this time, the leap of strength had already made Mo Ran show his arrogance in his bones and faced the thunder of the sky arrogantly.

“Come again~”

Mo Ran roared and took a step.

"Boom~"

Another thunder descended, and the Thick Armor of Bengshan made a "cracking" sound.

Once the power of thunder passes, the surface of the mountain-collapsed thick armor is smooth and still the same.

The internal force surged, supplementing the thick armor of collapsed mountains, Mo Ran took another step.

"Boom~"

"Click~"

This time, the collapsed mountain thick armor finally showed a trace of cracking. Mo Ran was not surprised by this. This situation was long before he expected.

"Come on, I'm going to see it. You have to use a few thunder to break my first layer of defense. Haha~"

Mo Ran's eyes were firm and he laughed wildly.

"Boom~"

One step, two steps, three steps...six steps.

Six steps, six roars resounded continuously. Finally~

"Peng~"

The Thick Armor of Bengshan was under the huge impact of the thunder of the sky, and finally was unable to support it and shattered with a bang.

The already substantial Thick Armor of Demolition, turned into countless white fragments at the moment when it was shattered by the Thunder of Demolition, and flew towards all directions of the space.

Mo Ran did not stop. With a crazy laugh, Mo Ran nodded in his heart. This was similar to what he estimated. It was already the limit that the Colonial Mountain Thick Armor could withstand the impact of nine thunders. Next, he had to rely on himself.

With a sneer, Mo Ran glanced at the thunder clouds rolling in the sky with extremely contemptuous eyes. In an instant, he had no intention of stopping.

"Tread~"

He took nine steps in a row and reached the edge of the Erli Land.

Naturally, nine steps represent nine thunders struck down one after another. This time, unlike just now, there was a short break between the nine thunders. Now these nine thunders are like a line, heading straight for Mo Ran's head.

“Good come.”

Feeling the boundless power of thunder, Mo Ran almost roared, and nearly seventh-level internal energy surged out. He gave up dodging, raised his head, and stomped his feet hard. A dazzling ball of light burst out directly, holding his body, with a "bang~", his slender figure soared into the sky, as if a giant roc flapped its wings and flew high. His fists danced instantly, directly facing the nine thunders that formed a line.

"Peng~"

The harsh roars echoed one after another, and nine thunders were blown directly into powder by Mo Ran's fist. The violent airflow was attacked by Mo Ran's heavy punch and dissipated unwillingly in the sky. The rolling thunder clouds also calmed down again with the eighteen thunders descending.

Finally, the space became a little quieter.

"Ba~"

He was sucked by the gravity of space again and fell to the ground. He still maintained a proud and outstanding posture. Although he was still breathing heavily, it was much better than when he crossed the nine thunders for the first time.

A brief rest restored Moran's physical strength. At this time, he felt that his strength had made great progress.

Looking at his hands excitedly, Mo Ran almost fell in love with this place, and guessed in his heart: If he stayed here, could he reach the level of a god before ascending?

Of course, he just thought that even if he was not plagued by trivial matters now, the old man in charge of the corpse would not have allowed him to stay here forever. Otherwise, if he violated the laws of heaven and earth, he would not be the one who would be punished.

Shaking his head slightly, Mo Ran's state of mind returned to the state of no desire or desire.

Due to the leap of strength, Mo Ran, who is already extremely powerful in the soul, can freely control his mentality. When he wants to be quiet, he will be quiet, and when he wants to be crazy, he will be extremely crazy. This is the understanding of the soul and the understanding of the Tao.

Then he captured the lower-grade Yuanshi scattered on the ground and put it in his pocket. Mo Ran reconciled his mood, looked at the end of the dense thunder and clouds, and a proud aura was released.

"I have a heart of comparing with the sky, and what can I do if I just nine thunder heavenly magnetic array?"

He roared wildly, and Mo Ran walked towards the finish line.

The tomb of the gods.

The old man in charge of the corpse smiled and looked at the mirror-like halo in the air, revealing a hint of admiration. He nodded secretly and murmured.

"Yes, it really did not disappoint my hard work. In this way, I feel relieved."

After saying that, the old man who was in charge of the corpse finally closed his eyes, and as his spiritual consciousness was closed, a pure black air began to surround the body.

In the void, the black halo was filled with a stable and strange divine color. In the flat and smooth mirror, Mo Ran's roar and arrogant laughter kept coming, accompanied by the thunder that echoed in this strange space.

It lasts for a long time.
Chapter completed!