C546 Even the Heavens Have Been Pierced Through for You
A bolt of lightning could easily tear off a piece of Ye Feng's skin. The pain was unimaginable.0
After this wave of lightning, there was not a single piece of flesh left on his body. Fresh blood mixed with the rain fell.
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and roared, "Come on ~ If you can't kill me, even the heavens will break for you!"
Madness!
In Ye Feng's stomach, the ice crystal that was wrapped in the half-saint blood was shattered and melted. A drop of the blood of the semi-sage had turned into a vast amount of energy that surged into his 3,600 meridians.
Immediately, a layer of green holy light burst out from his body, and a pure wood-attribute aura spread out.
Under the nourishment of this energy, Ye Feng's injured flesh grew like bamboo shoots. However, before it could fully recover, a blood-red lightning bolt fell from the sky.
His eyes became colder and colder, and he quickly activated the Heavy Xuan Armor on his body. A layer of golden scales flashed with an illusionary light. Not only that, but a layer of golden True Qi Armor also instantly formed around his body.
At the same time, a golden dragon shadow escaped from Ye Feng's back and spiraled into the sky. A dragon's might looked down upon the heavens and earth!
A thick blood-red lightning arc wrapped around the golden dragon and forcefully shattered it. Although it managed to block a small portion of the power of lightning, most of it still descended.
The layers of astral armor defense were like paper in front of this lightning bolt and were easily torn apart.
Crackle, crackle, crackle ~
The lightning arc dissipated, and 70% of Ye Feng's flesh that had just recovered was plucked clean again. The terror of the lightning tribulation was truly terrifying.
If there were only a few legends of Heavenly Soul Stage martial artists in this world, then the existence of someone who could successfully break through to the Golden Dragon Stage was even more blessed by the heavens. There were only a few thousand Saint in this realm, but they were less than one in a million.
After this heavenly lightning, there was a gap of about two to three minutes. At this moment, Ye Feng's flesh and blood started to grow rapidly, ten times faster than before.
That was because he had absorbed Feng Ziran's vital yin. This mysterious vital yin force was coordinating with the half-saint blood to repair the damage as soon as possible.
If it wasn't for the help of these rare items, it would be hard to say whether Ye Feng would be able to survive the lightning tribulation.
Crossing the lightning tribulation meant that his Martial Body would undergo some strange changes after being tempered by the lightning over and over again, allowing him to evolve into a Sacred Body.
Within the storm, various colors of light flickered endlessly. That muffled thunder that resounded through the clouds made one tremble with fear.
Several hundred miles away, Muh Mu and the others were all anxiously waiting for the lightning tribulation to end!
"After enduring the last nine-colored lightning tribulation, this shocking lightning tribulation is almost over!" Muh Mu said coolly. He secretly swore in his heart that, regardless of whether or not Ye Feng refined treasures for him, he would never provoke this person in the future!
Because once Ye Feng stepped into the Golden Dragon Stage, Muh Mu was not 100% confident that he could trap him. It was easy to lose, but it was impossible to capture him alive.
Wave after wave of strange lightning arcs fell. As long as the lightning tribulation didn't stop, the person who faced the tribulation wouldn't die.
Half an hour later, starting from the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, there were already seven stages of lightning tribulation.
At this time, everyone's eyes lit up with a strange light. In the pitch-black storm, a golden phoenix phantom soared into the sky.
This golden phoenix was a thousand feet in size, and it kept hissing towards the sky, as if it was challenging the heavenly might. The blood of the Heavenly Phoenix was Ye Feng's last type of true spirit blood. If he still couldn't resist the thunderstorm, then he could only leave it up to the heavens!
The eighth heavenly lightning bolt was shockingly pitch-black like ink, swimming in the storm like a ghost. However, its power was far stronger than the previous lightning bolt.
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