"Zhang Ruochen, the life and death catastrophe is the most terrifying catastrophe. Many geniuses die in this catastrophe. The catastrophe thunder will soon fall again. Are you afraid of your life?"

A roar came from the mouth of Saint Wan Xin, and at the same time, he sniffed his blood wings with all his might and fled to the distance.

"Before I was struck by thunder, I will definitely kill you first." Zhang Ruochen said.

As Zhang Ruochen rushed towards the Saint Wanxin, the catastrophe clouds in the sky also flew over. Thick thunder and lightning twisted together and shot down with a clamor.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Both Zhang Ruochen and Wan Xin Saint were hit by the thunder, their bodies trembled, and they fell to the ground at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen's body was strong, and all 144 orifices were opened, emitting bright holy light, resisting the power of lightning.

However, the body of the Saint Wan Xin was not that strong, and the skin was charred black, as if it had turned into a piece of charcoal, and black smoke emerged all over his body.

"Sword Six."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized a powerful sword intent, raised the ancient sword of Shenyuan with both hands, pushed forward, and stabbed the vest of Saint Wan Xin with a sword.

"Xuan Ji refers to."

Saint Wan Xin stepped on the soles of his feet and jumped up. He turned around in the air, pinched out a finger force, and hit it out with one finger, collided with the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

"Puff."

At the point of the sword, holy blood splattered out.

All the holy power condensed by the Saint Wan Xin collapsed and was thrown away. One of his right arm was also shattered by the sword energy.

"No wonder the Saint Qingyi was killed by him with one sword. The combination of Chen Yuan Sword and Jian Liu was indeed irresistible."

The Saint Wan Xin knew that he was no match for Zhang Ruochen, so he no longer hesitated and used the secret escape technique, which was five times more than before.

With such an amazing degree, even a saint in the Tongtian Realm would not be able to catch up with it.

"Tear me apart."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed his palm forward, tearing the space apart, forming a crack dozens of feet long, cutting off the way of Saint Wan Xin.

They have already rushed out of the ancient city of Taiyin and are not within the range of the light of the God of Death, so they can naturally use the means of breaking space.

The Saint Wan Xin forced his way to change direction and avoid the broken space ahead.

"I can't leave." Zhang Ruochen shouted coldly.

A black sword light flew out from the side of Saint Wan Xin, slashed on his neck, and cut off his head.

Even though he lost his head, Saint Wanxin still did not die.

His headless body shot out two holy art-level fingering techniques and hit Zhang Ruochen's chest.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and hit the wall of Taiyin Ancient City, and his body was directly embedded in it.

The two fingers of Saint Wan Xin hit Zhang Ruochen's heart and lung leaves respectively. Even with the resistance of the Ten Saints Blood Armor, Zhang Ruochen still felt extremely painful, his throat was sweet, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

The heart and lung lobes were damaged significantly.

"The saints of the upper realm counterattack before death are really terrifying." Zhang Ruochen said inwardly.

"Boom."

In the disaster clouds, even thicker lightning landed and hit Zhang Ruochen and Wan Xin Saint.

Zhang Ruochen blocked the lightning, but two loud noises came from his ears. He looked in the direction where the explosion sounded, and saw that not far away, the sage of the Saint Wan Xin's Wushen and his head were actually hit by the lightning and shattered into blood mist.

A skeleton and a skull fell to the ground.

Another saint in the upper realm fell.

Zhang Ruochen checked the injuries in his body and found that he was seriously injured and did not dare to deal with other immortal blood clan saints, and went all out to overcome the tribulation.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, took the healing pill, and healed the wounds while fighting against the thunder tribulation. The Knights of Death God, Yao Sheng, and Mr. Yashe all escaped from the area where the thunder tribulation was, and arrived three hundred miles away, standing on a foothill, looking out to the direction of the ancient city of Taiyin.

"Saint Wanxin was killed! Zhang Ruochen is really cruel. He can also fight to kill a saint when he overcomes the tribulation."

Yao Sheng felt lingering fear and secretly glad that Zhang Ruochen was not chasing him. Otherwise, even if he could withstand Zhang Ruochen's attack, he would probably be struck to death by the thunder tribulation.

The face of the Saint Yashe was solemn, and he said, "Zhang Ruochen is the quasi-saint of the second tribulation, and he is already so powerful. Once he passes the third quasi-saint, his combat power will definitely be higher."

"Then destroy him first."

The Knight of Death felt quite embarrassed. He just dealt with a quasi-saint, but actually lost three upper-level saints in a row.

Today, if Zhang Ruochen is not killed, he will become a shame among the Knight of Death.

The Knight of Death grabbed the blood-red spear and poured all the holy energy in it. Then, his arms were cast in the direction of the ancient city of Taiyin.

The spear flew like a meteor in the night sky, releasing a red flame, pointing directly at Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting cross-legged under the city wall.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was about to be penetrated by a spear, suddenly, a black array plate appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The diameter of the array plate is more than one hundred meters long, which looks like a circular shield seal.

The blood-red spear collided with the array plate, and in an instant, the degree of the blood dropped sharply, and finally stopped completely.

All the monks in the ancient city of Taiyin breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is actually a master of formation to resist the full-strength attack of the Death Knight."

"Fortunately, it was blocked. If the blood-red spear was knocked down, most of the ancient Taiyin city would be destroyed."

...

Everyone thought it was a big man from Liangyi Sect who arrived, but someone soon found out that there was a fat cat standing under the circular array plate.

The fat cat was only one foot tall, with two claws standing on the ground, and two claws supporting the array plate.

Who would have thought that it was it that blocked the attack of the Death Knight?

The fat black cat opened its mouth and exposed its sharp teeth, saying, "I am not powerful, do you really think I am a sick cat?"

The array plate it raised above its head actually sucked some lightning in the disaster cloud.

Hundreds of purple lightning appeared in the array plate, and then the array plate flew up and suppressed the Death Knight, Yao Sheng, and Yashe Saint three hundred miles away.

"Is this the cat that Zhang Ruochen raised in the legend?"

The Saint Yashe had long heard of a very powerful cat following Zhang Ruochen, so he did not dare to underestimate Xiao Hei.

His index finger and middle finger were joined together, and his powerful mental power surged out from his fingertips and injected into the bronze disc.

The bronze disc flew out and collided with the lightning array disc in mid-air.

Xiao Hei and the Saint Yashe were clearly hundreds of miles apart, but they were fighting and wanted to suppress each other.

"Rumbling."

The bronze disc and the lightning array plate fought dozens of times in a row, causing chaos within hundreds of miles, and many places were turned into scorched earth.

"Just a cat, is it so powerful that it is even comparable to the silver-robed elder of the Immortal Temple."

"Why haven't the big figures of Liangyi Sect arrived yet?"

"The thunder of robbery is getting stronger and stronger, I wonder if Zhang Ruochen can withstand it?"

All the human monks in the city were worried and desperately hoped that the great figures of the Liangyi Sect would come over quickly and kill the god knights with powerful means.

However, the great figure of Liangyi Sect never came here. The more I waited, the more disappointed it was.

Seventy-two thunders have been descended from the sky. As long as Zhang Ruochen has withstood nine more, he will survive the third quasi-holy tribulation - the life and death tribulation.

A female disciple of Liangyi Sect tightened her jade hands and held her breath nervously: "I really hope that Zhang Ruochen will pass through the life and death disaster soon, use the Five Tribulation Saints to destroy all the remaining immortal blood clan saints, which will be very satisfying."

Taking advantage of Xiao Hei being restrained by the Saint Yashe, the Death Knight and Yao Sheng, who were standing three hundred miles away, continued to attack and continuously attacked Zhang Ruochen.

The Saint-Food Flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body and turned into a vine that was thousands of feet long, resisting the attacks of the Death Knight and Yao Sheng, and buying time for Zhang Ruochen to overcome the tribulation.

However, the cultivation of the Death Knight and Yao Sheng were both above the Holy Flowers, and soon the Holy Flowers were severely damaged, and the vines and leaves were burned black.

In the outer area of ​​the thunder tribulation, Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo stood in the air, stepping on the clouds, and above their heads was a bright moon.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, Huang Yanchen's skin is more crystal clear than the holy jade, and the dark blue light emits a lot, giving people a cold and dusty temperament.

Qing Mo pursed his lips and said, "Princess, let's take action! With that fat cat, it's impossible to stop the three saints."

"Wait a little longer, I want to see where his potential limit is."

Huang Yanchen's eyes were as calm as water, staring at Zhang Ruochen sitting cross-legged under the city wall. He wanted to know if his own strength could resolve the crisis in front of him?

Below the walls of Taiyin Ancient City, the vines that ate the Holy Flowers were almost beaten to pieces and could only be retracted into Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Zhang Ruochen...I have tried my best...Then...I can only rely on you..."

The voice of the Holy Flower Food was quite weak, and after saying this, he fell into a deep sleep.

The life and death disaster requires a total of 81 thunders baptisms. Now, Zhang Ruochen has endured 76 thunders and will soon be able to withstand it.

However, if he continues to sit cross-legged under the city to overcome the tribulation, he will definitely be bombarded by the Death Knight and Yao Sheng.

At this point, you can only fight.
To be continued...