Now I know that Ye Shen Palace is their protective barrier. Without the protection of Ye Shen Palace, they will be in danger.
The ungrateful white-eyed wolf will eventually be thrown into a mass grave and end up dead without a whole body.
No one saw the defeat in their eyes. Everyone was shocked by this battle where there was a clear disparity in strength but they were still fighting to the end.
Thunder rumbles in the sky, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, creating an apocalyptic scene.
In Shunan, Dongzhou, tens of thousands of cultivators gathered to watch a huge fight.
The moment the thunder sounded, lightning flashed across everyone's face, accompanied by loud wails of pain.
Two swords penetrated Ye Jingfeng's body one after the other. When Ye Jingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, he raised his head and roared in great pain.
He was furious, and his black hair fell down.
The phantom power surged around Ye Jingfeng's body, and eventually it erupted, along with the two swords stuck in his body.
Ye Jingfeng stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, twisted his body suddenly, and cut off the two people's necks with a sword in his hand.
Many Huoyun soldiers broke through the attacks of Ye Jingfeng, Di Yungui and the others and climbed onto the ring. However, when their bodies touched the ring, bone-chilling frost covered their bodies and froze them.
Liu Yan'er gritted her teeth, her eyes were bloodthirsty. She stepped on the frost and slashed forward. Her head fell to the ground, and the blood that was about to burst out was frozen by the frost.
Liu Yan'er's eyes were red, holding a knife in her left hand, and she glared at everyone fiercely.
Suddenly, she turned back to look at Qingge, her eyebrows suddenly softened, like thousands of drizzles falling continuously, and a smile gradually bloomed from the corners of her lips.
——Light song.
——Don't be afraid.
——Overcome the calamity with peace of mind.
Liu Yan'er clenched the Waning Moon Knife tightly, released the frost aura, and looked back at Zongfu and the others, Shunan cultivators.
Her eyes were full of ruthless light, and her face seemed to be covered with ice.
Alian stood aside, like a theatergoer, a bystander, sighing and shaking her head, "Too weak, too weak, no one can fight, no interest, no interest..."
Her whispers were drowned in the sounds of fighting and thunder.
A bolt of thunder struck down, directly hitting Qing Ge's Tianling Cap.
All the power of thunder penetrated into Qingge's body, tempering and forging Qingge's internal organs, muscles, veins and bones.
The heartbreaking pain is nothing compared to the big witch in the face of Tribulation.
Therefore, people without strong mental strength are very likely to die in the thunder tribulation.
Even though he is as strong as Qingge, he dare not go through the thunder tribulation at will.
Different from the spiritual master's breakthrough, every time the spiritual master crosses the tribulation, it is like stepping into the gate of hell.
During this thunderstorm, Qingge had to withstand twelve attacks from the power of thunder, each one more powerful and terrifying than the last.
Even if you hold on to the power of the previous eleven thunders, if you fail to stabilize your mental strength during the twelve attacks, you will fail.
Because of this, people like Liu Yan'er risked their lives.
The process of overcoming the tribulation is already extremely dangerous. If you are still harassed by others, wouldn't it mean that you will die or not live?
At this time, it was already the fifth heavenly thunder tribulation.
Everyone thought that Qingge couldn't hold on, and her comrades couldn't hold on.
It's evening.
The setting sun is like blood, and the dark red sky is like endless fire swallowing up the clouds, reflecting the beautiful scenery.
Night Jingfeng, Di Yungui, and Long Shitian were all scarred, and their clothes were stained red with blood.
Ye Qingcheng's hands were played until their flesh was bloody, but they still did not stop playing.
Liu Yan'er stood in the ring and was pierced by a dozen Huoyun soldiers with long spears and nailed to the ring.
The frost covering a ten-mile radius gradually thawed.
Liu Yan'er shouted, the frost cracked the spear, and the ice and snow storm swept out, just like the autumn wind rolling down the leaves.
Liu Yan'er was covered in bruises and her chin was covered with bright red and sticky blood.
She climbed onto the ring again and vowed to stay here to the death.
If she falls, who will protect Qingge?
If she falls, how will Qing Ge survive?
The Grand Protector of the Zongfu couldn't stand anymore, "Trash, what a bunch of trash, is it so troublesome to deal with a group of ants?"
Wang Qinghong frowned, "These people's lives are as hard as stinky rocks."
"Let the Great Protector take action!" Nan Xueluo said.
Wang Qinghong was astonished and sent a message from his soul: "Your Excellency Nan, who is the Great Protector? If you fight against them, you will dirty the hands of the Great Protector. Don't be anxious, Your Excellency Nan. You can break through the siege in a moment and take Ye Qing directly."
The dog head of song.”
"Go if you are told, don't talk nonsense." Nan Xueluo's tone was cold, obviously impatient.
Wang Qinghong was so frightened that he trembled and was about to speak to the Great Protector. The next moment, the sound of thunder rolled up.
Wang Qinghong raised his head and looked at the sky that was torn out of the void by thunder, and was filled with surprise.
The thunder this time was very different from the previous thunders of crossing the tribulation. It seemed to have expanded dozens of times, and it seemed to contain overwhelming power.
"This is..." Wang Qinghong murmured in a low voice. This kind of scenery has never been seen before.
"Haha - there's no need to say it -" Nan Xueluo snorted suddenly.
"Your Excellency Nan, this is..."
Nan Xueluo said in a lazy tone: "There will be some accidents when a spiritual master goes through the thunder tribulation. One of the rare accidents is called Tian Lei Yin. Tian Lei Yin means that the time for the Tian Lei to brew will become longer and longer.
As time goes by, all the remaining sky thunder attacks are gathered together and attacked at once. Although you only need to withstand one attack after this tribulation, that one attack is enough to crush a person's three souls and six souls. So far,
Even the madman from ten thousand years ago couldn't withstand the thunder from the sky, and he could sing softly at night. What kind of ability could he have?"
If Nan Xueluo didn't dare to underestimate the enemy before, insisting that Ye Qingge live or die, but after seeing the sky thunder, Nan Xueluo breathed a sigh of relief.
Look, even God is helping her.
As soon as the thunder from the sky is triggered, Ye Qingge will undoubtedly die, and Feng Qi will also be buried under the thunder with her, so why should she worry secretly?
When the elixir is found, from now on, Fengqi will be the only one in the world.
"Heavenly thunder!" Yan Liufang was stunned.
Only the most powerful spiritual masters can summon the Heavenly Thunder to overcome the calamity.
But no one has ever succeeded in overcoming the disaster after the appearance of thunder.
The appearance of Tianlei Yin shocked everyone.
"How could this happen..." Liu Yan'er's face turned pale.
Ye Qingcheng bit her lower lip tightly.
Night terrors, face full of pain.
Emperor Yungui and Long Shitian stopped and looked in the direction of the thunder, so they were stabbed several times by Huoyun soldiers.
Almost immediately, everyone continued fighting in unison.
So what if there is death or no life.
Then we have to fight till the end and wait for her to create a miracle!
Liu Yan'er tried her best to open her eyes wide, "Cangtian, are you trying to kill her?" Tian Lei Yin, that was Tian Lei Yin.
Two lines of tears slid down, sliding across the blood stains on his cheeks.
Liu Yaner smiled with tears streaming down her face.
She turned back and looked at Qing Ge tenderly.
My girl.
Don't be afraid.
Even if God wants you to die, then I will accompany you to Dongzhou!
When the Fire Cloud warriors rushed to the ring, Liu Yan'er roared angrily, emitting a frosty wind, and fought with the Waning Moon Sword.