Main Hall.

The incense candle in front of the statue of the Three Pure Dao Ancestor God burned out.

A pair of fair and beautiful hands once again inserted three incense candles.

The main hall became smoky again.

At the steps, Xu Huan and Lu Xiner knelt on the cushion and bowed their heads, touching the ground with their foreheads.

"Disciple Mingzhen/faithful Lu Xiner."

"My master Daoxuan Zhenren punishes evil and promotes good throughout his life, and does not seek rewards. The Drop Water View never takes a stitch or thread to pilgrimage."

"The master has a deep cultivation and his magic power is as strong as abyss. It will not be so difficult to overcome the Nascent Soul Tribulation."

"Please ask the Master of the Three Pure Dao Ancestor to understand!"

Xu Huan's tone was firm, and her beautiful pair of almond eyes were clear and sincere.

"The Master of the Temple is a great man, and he shouldn't have ended like this. Please help the Master of the Temple."

Lu Xiner's eyes were red at the end and there was sadness in her eyes.

The main hall is still shrouded in smoke, without any change.

The master said that when he was away, if he encountered a problem that he could not resist, he would ask the three-purpose Taoist ancestors.

She came but received no response.

Her eyes turned red and her face became even more sad.

Scenes of her and Cheng Fan flashed in my mind.

"Master... do you still remember?"

"That day you saved my life, and later accepted me as your disciple, and taught me the Dharma without reservation."

"I don't know when it started. I admire you for a long time, even if you have no interest in me."

"In a hundred years of life, you can only get great luck by choosing the right person and walking the right path."

"You are my great blessing."

"If you die, I will never live alone."

"I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same month of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year..."

"I want to climb up once, I can't be together in my life, and I hope to be with you after death."

Xu Huan said in his heart, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his eyes looked at the dark clouds in the sky.

She could not see through it, but she seemed to see through the catastrophe cloud and saw the tall figure with Wan Lei.

"good."

A mysterious and ethereal sound of the great way that no one can hear sounded silently.

The smoke accumulated at the top of the main hall slowly flowed out of the hall, going straight to nine days.

A light eh seemed to be heard from the smoke.

"Who dares to mislead Tianji?"

The smoke gathered into an invisible big hand and slowly brushed upwards.

The big hand brushes the sails and the Taoist rhyme is added to the body, which is more intense than any Taoist rhyme I have obtained before.

Cheng Fan's eyes flashed with a deep surprise, and he was ready to fight to the death.

But my nervous and restless heart was inexplicably settled.

That invisible hand seemed to bring him endless peace.

The invisible big hand brushed across the Thunder Dragon, and the Thunder Dragon's eyes were filled with horror, and they were wiped out by this big hand.

Dragon claws, dragon scales, dragon horns...

The entire thunder dragon seemed to have never appeared before, and was wiped out by people using supreme means!

The body of the Thunder God, who was controlling the Thunder Dragon behind him, suddenly stiffened, his face as pale as paper, and the qi and blood that looked like mercury seemed to be still at this moment.

Where can the old man with white faces and beardless see this invisible hand?

He could only see the Thunder Dragon disappearing in an instant without a trace, his face immediately became gloomy, and he glared at the people beside him.

"Where did you get the Thunder Dragon?!"

"Why don't you drop the sixth thunder immediately!"

The thunder god seemed to have not heard the old man's roar, and he was still standing there without a trace of reaction.

"Damn it!"

A sharp look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he exhaled a palm with anger and landed on him.

The next moment, the old man's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

I saw the Thunder God who was respectful to him, as his palm fell, his divine body dissipated like dust flying ashes.

When the wind came from nowhere blew, it disappeared without a trace in the upper realm.

"Heaven, the way of heaven..."

The white-faced old man's lips couldn't help but tremble.

When his body turned around, he was like flying away, but he was held in the palm of his hand by an invisible big hand.

Crush it out!

The mysterious aura in the shadow is extremely gloomy.

He groaned, raised his right arm, and a cold light flashed, and something was cut from his body.

"What is that kid's identity? Can those three disciples support him behind it?"

"If I hadn't been able to cut off the cause and effect and completely eliminate the connection with them, I would have suffered a serious consequence."

As he said that, a sharp black light suddenly appeared on his body. The black light was as silent as thunder, which was a punishment brought by the way of heaven.

He groaned again, with a hint of depression in his tone.

"If you are not careful, you will lose everything."

"Forget it, I have no regrets to make a move, and there is still a chance to come again."

After saying that, his figure merged into the shadow and disappeared.

At this point, the invisible big hand turned into a tall figure of a man, exuding a strong sense of laziness and naturalness.

"Three masters, the mission is completed. Can you let your disciples go out for a trip to the world?"

An obscure voice sounded in his heart.

"go."

"Okay!"

The man curled his lips and smiled, and left.

...

And at this moment.

Above the dark clouds.

A big question mark flashed across Cheng Fan's face with the yin and yang energy above his head.

Thunder Dragon?

Thunder?

Can you still survive the tribulation?

‘System, come out and explain!’

【How come the old slave is here--】

[Congratulations to the host for his salvation, Ke Ke Ke Ke Ke!]

Cheng Fan was stunned when he heard this.

Has he saved?

‘This disaster is different?’

[Not, but from becoming an immortal tribulation to a normal Nascent Soul tribulation, you can pass it safely with the strength of the host.]

Cheng Fan nodded slightly. He sensed that the disaster clouds in the sky had not dissipated, and their power was weakened more than ten times.

This time, there was not even a dragon shape. Not to mention a whole thunder dragon, even a piece of scale did not condense.

I don’t know if Tiandao thought Cheng Fan was made too ruthlessly and deliberately compensated him.

But when this catastrophe thunder fell, Cheng Fan did not even wave his sword to resist.
To be continued...