"Boom!"

The last thunder disaster is coming. The heavy and harsh thunder makes people feel extremely depressed.

The sky of Beiyuan is covered by golden thundercloud with brilliant light. The endless golden light covers all sceneries, rendering the whole Beiyuan into gold!

The terrifying energy fluctuation even makes the space of Beiyuan distort and vibrate. The monks who are in this place feel a strong discomfort, and they put up defense barriers to resist the tearing space.

Shen Lang looks up at the sky, and finally his expression becomes dignified.

This last thunderstorm is much better than he thought. Although immortal robbers are treated equally, the power of Shen Lang's law is far higher than that of ordinary friars, and the power of heaven's punishment will be more or less stronger.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the endless golden thundercloud swept down, just like the sky fell down, the power and momentum are beyond description!

"Nine spirits kill the immortal array!"

The waves roared up to the sky, and a mouthful of golden blood came out from his mouth. Nine kinds of true spirit patterns on his whole body released the brilliance of the sun.

The blood is mixed with some chaotic power. With this chaotic power, Shen Lang uses the nine spirits to kill the immortals array.

"The candle dragon breathes! Industry fire field! Scared thunder area! Sky prison is black! Aurora domain! The golden flame burns the sun! Eclipse the sun! Star River storm! Turtles roll their nails! "

Nine true spirits rushed out of Shen Lang's body one after another, releasing all kinds of mysterious powers with their own lives, and the terrifying sense of pressure shocked the world.

The colorful light burst from the sky of Beiyuan, and the strong light swallowed up all the scenery!

As if everything between heaven and earth, all stop at this moment!

Nine kinds of mystical powers in Xuanyu are integrated into one, forming a huge chaotic space, which is surrounded by the waves.

In the chaotic space, the ultimate energy flows like a flood waterfall, which can evolve into nine different forces at any time. The nine true spirits are flying and writhing in the space, making earth shaking roars in their mouths.

In case of emergency, Shen Lang shows his strongest defense magic power, that is, the "nine spirits killing immortal array".

"Boom!"

The thunderbolt fell into the nine spirits killing immortal array. The sound of the explosion was like a crack in the sky. The distorted thunderbolt swallowed the sky and devoured the earth. Shen Lang took advantage of the chaotic space created by the nine spirits killing immortal array to carry the thunderbolt, and was safe.

The heavy thunder is not only roaring, the terrain of the whole North abyss is not like being bombed by the plundered thunder, and large areas of weak water are turned into nothingness.

In the distance, a group of friars for Shen Lang's Dharma protection watched Shen Lang resist the last thunder so simply, and there was a flash of horror in his eyes.

This kind of nine dead life can be so weightless, and Shen Lang's strength is overwhelming.

I don't know how long the explosion lasted, but at last the sound gradually subsided.

Shen Lang stands on the void. The chaotic space formed by the nine spirits killing immortal array has disappeared, and the nine true spirits fly into his body again.

The thunder cloud in the sky above the head gradually disappeared, and a large number of colorful lights came down from the sky and sprinkled on the body of the waves.

Under the bathing of colorful light falling in the sky, Shen Lang's body, spirit and even breath seem to be undergoing some amazing transformation!

Gradually, the blood essence, vitality and spirit of his body are integrated into the eyebrow.

"Bang!!!"

With a dull sound, Shen Lang suddenly released a strong awe inspiring and noble spirit. Three tiny golden petals gradually appeared in the center of his eyebrow. Three golden petals gathered in the center of his eyebrow, giving off brilliant and noble light!

The sense of awe and pressure sweeping around people 's hearts and soul gives people shiver on the spirit.

At this moment, Shen wave's breath becomes extremely deep and ethereal, and it is unattainable!

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

The monks who watched Shen Lang's rise all showed envy on their faces. After Shen Lang had passed the immortal calamity, his spirit and spirit were gathered in his eyebrows, and three flowers had gathered at the top, which was a real sense of cultivation.

"Congratulations on Shen Lang's cultivation of immortal body!"

"Congratulations to brother Shen!"

"Ha ha, Shen Lang Dao friend, you really envy me!"

Shen Lang's friends and brothers came forward to congratulate him.

Su ruoxhu, Ziling, lefey, xiaorouyilian, tears in her eyes. Although she does not give up, she is still happy and proud of Shen Lang.

The colorful lights in the sky have not yet faded away, and gradually form a square gate called "the gate to the immortals". As long as you pass through this gate, you can enter the real fairyland.

Shen Lang looks at his disciples, friends and brothers. His mood is as mixed as five tastes.

Although he is happy to become an immortal, he is still reluctant to give up when he is leaving.

The door of immortality can only last for less than half a minute. Shen Lang has no time to stay and say goodbye.

"I'm leaving, take care of yourself!"

Shen Lang takes a deep breath, shakes his hands at the crowd, grins his teeth, turns around and flies into the door to the immortal.

"Boom!"

Only a rainbow light flashed, and the shadow of Shen Lang disappeared completely.

Su Ruoxue covered her face and wept, and all the women wept like rain.

"Good brother is so capable. I'm so happy for you!" Feng Yang couldn't help crying.

Gu Yue said with a smile, "brother Fengyang, it's a great thing to celebrate the rise of the third brother. Don't be here."

"Who's TM crying? Am I not happy? Go back to Qishan and have a drink! "

Feng Yang gave Gu Yue a resentful look, wiped away his tears, and shouted loudly, "Qishan is putting on a banquet today to celebrate my brother Shen Langyi's successful ascent. All Taoist friends must be grateful!"

"Good!"

All the friars applauded.

"See you later, brother Shen." Ouyang Changfeng looks at the colorful light in the sky, which has not yet disappeared. His eyes show a faint smile.

"Brother shenlang, I wish all the best to zhenxianjie."

Evil shadow and Shenxiu prayed in their hearts that Shen Lang could get along better in the real fairyland.

"My good apprentice, master Taiyi's eyes are as bright as the torch. He will not lose sight of the old man I hope you can make a difference in the real world. "

Cloud trace son stroked his beard and smiled.

……

The news of Shen Lang's rising soon spread all over the three realms.

The three circles have lamented the departure of the strong man.

As the former savior of the world, Qishan built a statue for shenlang, and the people also worshipped the statue of shenlang.

In the long years to come, his story is still popular in the three circles.

……

After Shen Lang passed through the door of Dengxian, suddenly there was a darkness in front of him, and the huge force of space pressure seemed to tear his body apart.

"Nine turn French seal!"

It seems that the scene is not the same as what I expected. Shen Lang runs the nine turn French seal rapidly, and his whole body condenses a golden light wall to resist the pressure of the surrounding space.

In the endless darkness, Shen Lang didn't know how long he had been shuttling around. He gradually became dizzy and his nerves were numb.

When he was about to hold on, he finally saw the light in the dark.

"Whoosh" sound, Shen wave through the bright light, the strong light of the outside world stab his eyes, brain a dizzy.

"Congratulations on your flying to heaven! In xiaqingshi, I'm the leader of feixiantai in the area of qianqiufeng, Meishan. "