"Boom!" The golden thunder formed a vast thunder storm. Its speed was so fast that Meng Bufan could not avoid it. His ears were filled with the shocking thunder, and he watched helplessly as the golden thunder poured into his body. The body carries an indescribable momentum! This kind of golden thunder is more powerful than any kind of divine thunder that Meng Bufan has ever seen before, and it is brilliant! Because he was hit by the powerful thunder, Meng Bufan's body and consciousness were paralyzed. He couldn't even hide in the gourd at this moment. Meng Bufan¡¯s body-protecting essence melted quickly like white snow under the scorching sun, and golden thunder poured into his body wantonly! Meng Bufan was paralyzed all over. He vomited blood and his body flew backwards. His body was charred black. His hair was instantly burned to ashes and fell into the black swamp. Amid the roars of thunder, it seemed as if there was an irresistible force of heaven pressing down on him, just like a man facing the sky. Thunder is the power of heaven's punishment. When the gods of war are overcoming tribulations, they must bear the tribulation of thunder. The power of thunder is violent and mysterious, symbolizing destruction and the way of heaven. Meng Bufan's face was as pale as paper and he almost fell into coma. Holding on, Meng Bufan bit the tip of his tongue, trying to keep himself awake. "Brother, hide in the gourd quickly. Otherwise you will die! In this thunder field, let alone tempering your body, the only option is to wait for death!" the anxious voice of the gourd baby rang in Meng Bufan's ears. Meng Bufan certainly knows this very well, but now he is completely paralyzed. It was extremely difficult to move around, and I couldn't even enter the gourd. Just when Meng Bufan recovered a little physical strength and was about to enter the gourd. Suddenly, he discovered that a few dozen feet in front of him, a group of pale golden mist enveloped him, as silently as a ghost. At that moment, Meng Bufan felt a force of thunder that was ten times more terrifying than golden lightning. "Thunder Spirit!?" It is absolutely normal to encounter a Thunder Spirit in this thunder field filled with endless thunder and lightning. Thunder spirit is similar to metal, wood, water, fire and earth, they are all elves. Meng Bufan was much stronger than when he captured the earth spirit. However, he was unable to capture Thunder Spirit. Even the immortals cannot capture the thunder spirit. Thunder Spirit is the power of divine punishment and cannot be controlled by humans at all. Now, when Meng Bufan sees Lei Ling, it¡¯s like seeing the God of Death! Meng Bufan's forehead was dripping with sweat. Once the sweat appeared, it would be evaporated by lightning. He forcibly resisted the numbness and used his body skills to enter the gourd to avoid this heaven-level thunder spirit. If Lei Ling is not avoided, he will die immediately. "Chi chi chi!" Lei Ling made a slight sound, and its atomized body slowly twisted, stretching from a ball of light golden mist into a golden tiger. Although the body was illusory, it had indeed transformed! At this moment, the tiger-shaped thunder spirit turned its eyes and emitted two golden lights, which shot at Meng Bufan's body like a golden sword! Meng Bufan felt paralyzed just by being stared at by these two golden sword-like gazes. The tiger-shaped thunder spirit let out an earth-shattering roar. The sound of the roar was like thunder from ancient times, reverberating throughout the heaven and earth, piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, and changing the color of the heaven and earth. With this roar, all the lightning within a few hundred miles of the entire thunder field rolled back towards the tiger-shaped thunder spirit! Gathering towards the tiger-shaped thunder spirit. A golden thunderbolt has left Meng Bufan covered with bruises. Countless golden thunderbolts within a few hundred miles have gathered together, and its power can be imagined! Fortunately, at that moment, all the thunder and lightning power around Meng Bufan completely disappeared, and they all converged on the tiger-shaped thunder spirit. The numbness on Meng Bufan's body weakened a lot. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Bufan dodged and hid in the gourd. "Kaka, kaka!" With the endless thunder, the Thunder Spirit Golden Snake was wrapped with countless golden thunder and lightning, and its body grew to nearly ten thousand feet. It roared, and thunder rolled across the entire thunder field, one tens of thousands of feet high. The thunderball condenses and takes shape. Seeing Meng Bufan hiding in the gourd, the tiger-shaped thunder spirit was extremely angry. It controlled a huge thunder ball and slammed into the fairy treasure gourd. ¡°Boom, boom, boom¡± the continuous sound sounded in the gourd, which made Meng Bufan and Xiaohu¡¯s eardrums numb. You know, the gourd is a magical weapon. Even the immortal weapon could barely withstand the angry blow of Thunder Spirit. If Meng Bufan had been hit by a huge thunder ball just now, he would never be able to find the ashes. Meng Bufan shuddered in his heart. Calabash Boy quickly controlled the gourd and transformed into a speck of dust. He didn't want the gourd to be bombarded by thunder spirits. If it happened too many times, the gourd might be blasted into pieces. Seeing the gourd disappear suddenly, Lei Ling was furious. It controlled the thunder,It hit the swamp ground chaotically. The gourd boy controlled the gourd that was too small for dust and left here quietly. In the second level of the gourd world, Meng Bufan opened his mouth and swallowed the holy healing pill. Injuries caused by thunder are particularly difficult to heal. In the past, no matter how injured Meng Bufan was, after taking the Holy Healing Pill, he could recover and become lively again in less than a stick of incense. But the injuries caused by Thunder are not so easy to recover from. It wasn't until three days later that Meng Bufan felt itching all over his body. He knew that the scars on his body were finally falling off. Meng Bufan wanted to know how strong his body's defense was now after the scars fell off. After finally waiting for all the scars to fall off, Meng Bufan couldn't wait to test his defense capabilities. He could feel that his body was now as hard as iron. Looking at it with the eyes, his skin turned into a light golden yellow, giving off a light luster, as if it was made of metal. He first took out the green light sword. In fact, he had no use for the green light sword for a long time. However, it was given to him by his godfather Fang Gang, so Meng Bufan never wanted to throw it away. It always stayed with Meng Bufan. In the Qiankun belt. He cut hard on his arm, not even a white mark was left on his arm. It seemed that the Green Light Sword was of too low a grade, so Meng Bufan simply took out the Divine Sword. The Divine Sword is a heaven-level weapon, and its power is much greater. Even the Divine Sword only left a faint mark on his arm. Meng Bufan felt happy. It seemed that after enduring so much pain, he benefited a lot from using the power of thunder to temper his body. Finally, he took out the Five Elements Sword. He must know how strong his body's defensive capabilities are, so that he can be targeted when facing the enemy. When facing an enemy, a tiny detail may tip the balance of victory. A piece of sword light passed by, and Meng Bufan felt pain in his arm. When he looked carefully, he saw a small wound on his arm. This result made Meng Bufan very satisfied. The Immortal Five Elements Sword could only cause him a small injury, and this result was beyond his expectation. Not knowing where he was now, Meng Bufan jumped out of the gourd with a whoosh. The scene in front of him surprised Meng Bufan. They were still in the minefield. What was different from the original scenery was that there was a huge island floating in the sky.