Qilin's face turned pale. He stared blankly at the black cloud above his head, and at the purple thunder as thick as his thighs, his mind was blank.

The heart suddenly hurts, Qilin raised his hand to cover his heart, his spine bent slightly, and his face is full of pain.

He has a contract with the Queen of Light. Once the Queen of Light is seriously injured, he will suffer along with him.

When the Dharma Lord came out, he saw Qilin covering his heart, his face was pale and his expression was distorted, and he was about to die on the spot.

Fazun paused for a moment, looked back at his back, and his expression on his face was slightly frozen.

The first and last thunder tribulation are often the most fierce, and most of the punished gods die under these two thunder tribulations. Therefore, they usually use a lot of spiritual power to resist and avoid these two thunder tribulations, intending to be punished by heaven.

However, the Queen of Light on the Sizhengtai was bare-handed and didn't even hold a weapon. When facing the first violent purple thunder, she just raised one hand.

Between the heaven and earth, there is only this tall figure facing the sky with one hand, fighting against the mighty majesty of the way of heaven!

As the purple thunder struck, her body was obviously stiff for a moment, her face turned slightly pale, but her expression was still calm and calm, and she seemed to feel no pain at all.

The Dharma Lord turned his head again, looked at the Qilin who was arching, pondered for a moment, raised his hand and waved it. A screen the size of a bowl appeared on the white light in front of the Qilin, inside which was the scene of the Queen of Light being punished.

Qilin stared at the screen, and was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the Dharma Lord to do this. Then he raised his eyes and his eyes met the Dharma Lord. There was obvious suspicion and confusion in his two different pupils.

Is this old guy changing his mind?

Show him this?

The Dharma Lord has a cold face and a cold voice, "Look at it carefully, this is the end of breaking the precepts. If you dare to help the evil again in the future, I don't mind letting you experience this feeling too!"

When Qilin heard this, his favor for the Dharma Lord had just risen away instantly. He glared at the Dharma Lord fiercely. Because he was worried about the Queen of Light, he could only temporarily put down his hatred and resentment towards the Dharma Lord.

His eyes fell on the screen.

At this time, the first purple thunder had fallen. With the flash of lightning, the Sizheng Platform calmed down. No trace was left on the smooth white jade ground, but the nine heavenly divine punishment was not over yet.

The dark cloud of tribulation blocked the sunlight in the sky, and the surroundings became pitch black. The only light was the deep purple lightning rolling in the cloud of tribulation.

These lightnings were born from the cloud of disasters, and they arrived in front of the Queen of Light in the midst of lightning. As soon as the Queen of Light dropped her hand, the second purple lightning slashed down!

'boom!'

'boom!'

'boom!'

The third path, the fourth path, the fifth path...

In just a moment, eleven purple lightnings had already fallen.

Qilin could no longer stand at this moment, and all his body, internal organs, skin, flesh, muscles, and bones were not hurt. He tried to raise his hand and touch the Queen of Light, who was kneeling on the ground like him in the picture. The severe pain flowed down his spine and flowed through his whole body like blood. At an unknown node, a strange and huge pain swept across his senses.

Qilin couldn't help but moaned in pain, and weighed the ground with one hand, unconsciously clenched the ground with his fingers, and his nails caught a clear scratch on the smooth and smooth ground.

The intense dizziness and the pain that aggravated the desire to vomit made his whole body tense unconsciously. He tried his best to raise his legs to confirm the condition of the Queen of Light, but his whole body was as cold as if it was resting on ice, and even his bones and blood were solidified, as heavy as if it was filled with lead. Qilin felt as if he had been dismantled by some kind of force. The flesh was flesh, and the bones were piled together, and his mind was like a rusty gear was installed. When he was thinking, the blood vessels in his temples jumped and made an insensitive "kick" sound.

He has already done this. The Queen of Light on the Investigation Stage will only suffer hundreds or thousands of times more than him!

On the Sizhengtai, the Queen of Light was covered with scars, and the white clothes on her body had been stained with blood. The originally warm and clean ground was stained with blood, leaving several shocking traces. She stood up from the ground staggeringly, and the bright red blood flowed down from her body and fell on the ground drippingly to form a blood pot. Her feet were unstable. She staggered forward a few steps, leaving a few blood footprints. Before she could stabilize her body, she fell to the ground again.

The severe pain all over his body and soul made the king of the gods, who had never had many expressions, look ferocious. The light golden eyes that were cold and cold all year round became dim and unconscious like a candle that was blown out.

The dark clouds were surging in the sky, and the twelfth purple lightning was slowly accumulating and condensing, preparing to give the unrepentant mistaken person on the sergeant to the last and strongest punishment!

She lowered her head, her face was stained with blood, and she couldn't see the specific expression clearly. Her dark eyelashes were lowered. Her back was bent for a moment and she straightened her legs again. She bent her legs, and she was indifferent to the undercurrents above her head.

The huge stern stern stern platform was the only slim figure in her blood-clothed clothes. The surroundings were intertwined with red and white, and the blood was mottled, adding to a sense of sadness and sadness.

She didn't react, and the kirin outside was different.

Qilin raised his head and looked at the thick shadow that seemed to be the arrival of death, and his eyes were gradually replaced by fear.

"No...you want it!" His lips squirmed, and he squeezed out two words from the depths of his throat with difficulty. The pain in his body and mind had already left him with no strength to speak. After saying that, a thread of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, slashing across his tight jaw and pale neck, and hiding into the ink-colored black robe.

The Dharma Lord stood on the steps and looked down at him condescendingly, with a hint of pity flashing through his shallow pupils.

"This is the end of breaking the precepts." The cold voice of the Dharma Lord reached Qilin's ears, "As long as you can persuade Your Majesty to change your mind and admit your mistakes sincerely, you can avoid this twelfth heavenly punishment."

When Qilin heard this, he turned his neck very slowly, and his pair of alien-colored pupils stared at him. Even if he didn't have the strength to speak, he still used his mouth to spit out three words, "You, dream!"

To admit your mistake with the way of heaven?

Impossible! No need to think about it!

Not only him, he believed that Jin Yue would not do this either.

Jin Yue is right. What’s wrong with loving someone, and loving someone?

What's more, this is a matter between the two people. Why do they have to use the righteousness of heaven to restrict them?

They are right, what they are wrong is the rules of the Heavenly Way!

Qilin lowered his head and spat on the blood foam. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, looked up at the Sizheng Platform, his eyes full of worry.
Chapter completed!