Seeing Sun Xinghe's thunder tribulation opportunity, Zeng Tai felt relieved. The vision had appeared, indicating that the Wu Guo spiritual vein should be repaired.
But...why haven't Lu Yuan and Bai Qiuer made any movement?!
Zeng Tai looked at the Gun Peak in the distance, but there was still no movement on it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!——"
The thunder tribulation dragon suddenly arrived and landed somewhere in the Supreme Courtyard.
When the roaring thunder fell, the huge thunder almost filled the entire world, and the coercive force that belonged to the avenue also came with it.
Many disciples simply could not withstand such pressure. Their faces turned pale, and the blood in their chests surged. Several sect leaders took action to protect these disciples.
"Roar!--"
When the purple dragon landed on the opposite side, a dragon roar sounded, and the purple thunder directly shattered the mountain peak.
The rocks collapsed, with great force.
After a few breaths, a figure appeared in the purple thunder, with the three-headed dragon lingering beside the figure.
Sun Yunting's eyes were full of joy. That figure was none other than Sun Xinghe. As long as Sun Xinghe could comprehend a little while the Thunder Dragon stayed for a period of time, he would gain supreme power!
At this moment, a true dragon's voice filled the air from the Spear Peak in the distance, and the whole world was shaken by it.
Everyone looked away and saw an extremely fast figure shooting out from it, arriving at the side of Lei Jie in an instant.
When Zeng Tai saw the extremely fast figure clearly, he was also very surprised and uttered two words, "Real Dragon?!"
Yu Chu also clenched the gourd in his hand tightly, staring at the real dragon with his eyes, and murmured: "Isn't it because I'm dazzled? Is this really a real dragon?!"
Sun Yunting laughed wildly when he saw this, "Hahahahahaha, my grandson is really extraordinary. He actually attracted a real dragon to show up and claim his master during the thunder tribulation!"
"My grandson Xinghe will definitely be able to ascend to the heavenly realm and ascend to the immortal world!"
Sun Yunting's voice almost spread throughout Xuanzhong, and even the Xuanzhong Imperial Palace was surrounded by the sound of wild laughter.
Deep in the imperial palace, a woman in luxurious robes was standing in the luxurious hall, holding an ancient book in her slender hand and reading it carefully.
The monstrous dragon power outside can't affect anything inside at all, but there is still a sound
will be passed into it.
The woman's dark eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she put down the book with her beautiful hand and raised it to her forehead, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.
Seeing this, the half-bowed old man on the side took a step forward and asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, you feel unwell? Do you need me to go and silence the noise outside?"
The old man's voice was calm, as if Sun Yunting, who was laughing wildly in the sky, was just an ant that could be crushed to death in his eyes.
The woman paused for a few breaths before shaking her head. There was cold sweat on her forehead, and her face became slightly pale.
"It's okay. It has nothing to do with the outside world. It's just my old illness."
"The voice outside is...Sun Yunting?"
The old man nodded, very respectfully, "Your Majesty, yes."
"It sounds like his words are related to his grandson. Go check it out."
After the woman said this, she walked towards the soft couch in the inner hall. Several maids came forward to help the woman.
Thousands of gauze drooped down, hiding the woman's figure.
The old man bowed and raised his hand, "Yes!"
He straightened up again and looked up, and saw that the old man actually looked like a young man. Although his voice was extremely old, like an old man in his twilight years, the old man's face was like that of a teenager, with a bit of frivolity between his eyebrows.
Meaning.
However, there was a scar across the left side of his face, which was very terrifying.
If anyone with some vision in Xuanzhong saw this person, I'm afraid they would all have respect.
This person is none other than Empress Xuanzhong’s close guard—Mu Panshan!
This person claims to have the strength to reach the highest level, but decades ago, this person once beat a high-level person to death with one palm.
Mu Panshan's strength is a mystery in Xuanzhong. Some people say that he has become an immortal, some say that he has become a god, and some people say that Mu Panshan has been able to ascend for a long time, but he stayed in Yuanzhong because he could not let go of the Empress of Xuanzhong.
Hongdalu.
Mu Panshan withdrew from the main hall and sent out a line of spiritual consciousness to explore the Supreme Courtyard.
In the Supreme Courtyard, Sun Yunting's eyes were fixed on the little true dragon at this time, and he had already made plans in his mind on how to cultivate this little true dragon.
This real dragon is a divine beast, so you cannot make a contract directly, otherwise it will only limit the real dragon's future growth.
Now that the little true dragon has taken the initiative to join in, he should be regarded as recognizing Sun Xinghe as his master, so there is no need to insist on it.
A contract has been made.
Then take out all the resources of those useless disciples under your sect and distribute them to the little true dragon!
But the little true dragon hovering around Lei Jie didn't know that someone behind it was plotting against it. Its dragon eyes just stared at the purple dragon, and the low dragon roar in its mouth continued.
The dragon seemed to have sensed the call of the little true dragon. After a moment, the entire cloud layer began to shake suddenly, countless thunderbolts were absorbed into the cloud layer, and the black clouds began to dissipate.
The purple thunder dragon was completely left on the ground.
Everyone frowned. This thunder dragon was the incarnation of thunder calamity. It should have stayed on the ground for a while and then returned to the sky.
Why do you think this posture will stay on the ground?!
Sun Yunting also stared wide-eyed. The magical weapon he gave Sun Xinghe could survive the thunderstorm for at most half an hour. If it took a long time, the magical weapon would be useless!
By then, if the thunder disaster persists, then Sun Xinghe will be considered useless!
Time passed little by little, all the dark clouds in the sky faded away, and the sun returned to the world again, but the thunder dragon was still hovering around Sun Xinghe, and the sizzling electric sound was entangled among the purple thunder, surrounding Sun Xinghe.
through.
Sun Xinghe, who was in the middle of the thunder, protected his mind. All his clothes had been destroyed by the thunder long ago. Only a piece of treasure armor protected him to fight against the surrounding thunder.
At the beginning, he could still calm down and comprehend, but as time went by, he lost his patience. He could clearly smell the smell of burning meat, and the sharp pain made his scalp numb!
This smell comes from his body!
Sun Xinghe lowered his head and saw that the meat on the calf had already been roasted.
At this moment, he doesn't have any thoughts about understanding the way of heaven. The scorch from the thunder keeps moving up, and will soon reach his thighs. If it goes up again... he will be useless!
Sun Xinghe was very frightened. He took out all the other magical weapons on his body and tried to protect them on his legs. He couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa, save me!"
Trapped by thunder and calamity, how could Sun Yunting hear Sun Xinghe's voice?
However, the little true dragon turned around at this moment, roared, opened its mouth, and all the thunder that lingered around Sun Xinghe was sucked into its belly.