Whether it was the genius of the Thunder Clan or the young people from the human race who were hiding around them, they all used their magical powers in an attempt to resist the catastrophe.
even!!
At this time, no one had time to care about whether Ning Wuchuan was dead or alive. Even the monsters of the Supreme Being couldn't resist the vast and endless power of the catastrophe.
"Quick!! Sacrifice the Mysterious Thunder Mirror!!"
In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted angrily, and all the Holy Thunder geniuses unleashed their thunder power, all converging into the silver mirror.
I saw a ray of light blooming leisurely, and endless thunder patterns rising up, covering the sky.
"Boom!"
The moment the two collided, blood sprayed from the mouths of countless Thunder Clan geniuses, and their figures fell from the sky. They were obviously injured by the power of the thunder tribulation.
“I actually made a breakthrough.”
Thousands of miles into the void, Yao Guang's eyes looked at the turmoil below in surprise, and there seemed to be a trace of panic deep in his eyes.
although!
She never had the slightest doubt about Ling Xiao's decision.
However, this young man seems to be able to predict the future and has the ability to almost control everything.
The probability of a miracle like a breakthrough before death happens is extremely slim.
But, Ning Wuchuan actually did it!
With Yaoguang's soul perception, he could easily detect the vitality fluctuations remaining on Ning Wuchuan's body.
In other words, even though his injuries were extremely serious, he did not die.
Even, with the help of this Heavenly Supreme Thunder Tribulation, he broke the supreme thunder prison cast by everyone in the Thunder Clan, thereby winning a glimmer of hope for everyone.
Is all this really just...a coincidence?
Until, there was no trace of thunder wandering between heaven and earth, and there were only a dozen or so of the Thunder Clan's geniuses who originally numbered a hundred.
even!
Even these dozens of figures were covered with injuries and their auras were weak.
"Damn Human Race!! So what if you break through! Now, bear the wrath of my Thunder Race."
At the head, a supreme evildoer from the Thunder Clan gritted his teeth, stretched out his palm, controlled the mysterious realm, and headed towards Ningwuchuan Town.
Press down.
The vast thunder power fell down, shattering the layers of the cloud dome.
In Ning Wuchuan's current state, even an ordinary supreme person could easily crush him to death, let alone such a terrifying attack.
"Old Ning!!"
Xiao Pian and others' eyes were about to burst, and they took action one after another, trying to smash the formation outside them.
Can!!
At this moment, a harsh buzz suddenly came from above the sky.
I saw a beautiful figure in black falling from the sky, standing in front of Ning Wuchuan, surrounded by the Buddha's light, like the Nine Heavens Buddha, transcending the world.
Immediately, I saw her jade hand reaching out, twisting the lotus Buddha seal, and easily blocking the silver mirror.
"Buzz!"
At this time, everyone can see that a golden Buddha lotus blooms in the void, as bright as a flower, and overflowing with the aura of the ultimate avenue.
"Yaoguang Buddha!!"
Xiao Pou and others' eyes narrowed slightly, and the panic on their faces gradually subsided.
Although they don't know much about Yaoguang.
However, it is said that this Buddhist disciple of Xiji had some relationship with the emperor, and later betrayed Buddhism and surrendered to the emperor because of this.
"You are...you are...Yuan Yao?!"
only!
Compared to the happy expressions on the faces of Xiao Pian and others, Han Qingqiu's eyes revealed a hint of confusion and surprise.
Princess of Yuan Dynasty, Holy Mother Yuanyao!!
How can it be?
Back in the lower realm of the Holy State, Princess Yuanyao was still a famous and arrogant girl in Western Xinjiang.
Especially her various performances in Hanyue Palace are eye-opening.
In the end, because of the kindness in her heart, she was plotted by Ling Xiao and died in the Hanyue Fairy Trail.
How could she... appear in the upper world?
"You...who are you?"
All the geniuses of the Thunder Clan looked at each other with trembling eyes.
This Buddhist woman can withstand the power of Xuanjing with just one palm.
His cultivation level must have reached a shocking level.
"Buzz."
And just as everyone was silently groaning, a loud buzzing sound was heard again above their heads.
Immediately afterwards, a beautiful figure in white came through the air, mist rose in its eyes, and without giving everyone time to react, it directly enveloped their souls and fell into an endless dream. .??.
"thump."
Accompanied by waves of landing sounds, dozens of figures of the Thunder Clan's geniuses were seen falling from the sky. It was as if their physical and spiritual powers had been sealed, and their entire body bones were shattered in an instant.
And while the blood mist was rising, a figure in black fell from the sky and appeared in everyone's sight.
"Master!!"
"Emperor's son!!"
The eyes of Xiao Pian and others trembled, and even Ning Wuchuan struggled to stand up, with a sincere smile on his pale face.
Immediately, the light in his eyes was gone, and he was about to collapse to the ground, but was helped down by Ling Xiao.
"well done."
Ling Xiao stretched out his palm and handed a Nine Wonderful Spirit Fruit into Ning Wuchuan's hand, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Behind him, Yao Guang, Yun Si, Mo Ling and Ji Lanyi stood quietly, like slaves.
As Ning Wuchuan took the spiritual fruit, a green light suddenly rose all over his body.
And his injuries healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the lost vitality became powerful and abundant at this time.
"This is…"
"The natal spiritual fruit born from the body of the goddess of the Wood Spirit Tribe."
Ling Xiao smiled, but the few dying geniuses of the Thunder Clan suddenly rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.
The natal spirit fruit of the goddess of the Wood Spirit Tribe was dug out and eaten by this young man from the human race?
So cruel!
"elder brother…"
Ning'er's eyes trembled, with mist rising in her eyes.
Compared to Han Qingqiu and others, she really hadn't seen Ling Xiao in three years.
My brother is stronger and more...handsome.
"Ning'er, you have grown up."
Ling Xiao smiled, looked at the girl holding the euphorbia in front of him, and stretched out his hand to rub the black hair on the top of her head.
Compared with three years ago, Ning'er's figure has already developed, and is ready to bloom, and she is charming.
At this time, he could see that the fate of this girl of destiny had climbed to fifty thousand, and the Holy Body of the Eastern Emperor was so terrifying.
"Lord! Ling Tian! Save Ling Tian quickly!"
Xiao Pou seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly pointed at Di Zang in the distance and shouted in surprise.
"You can divide these Nine Wonderful Spirit Fruits."
Ling Xiao casually handed the remaining few spirit fruits to Xiao Pian, then turned around and headed towards the ancient palace in the distance.
Calculating the time, Ling Tian should have fought against the Son of Holy Thunder by now.
It's time for him to perform.
As for the remaining two imperial treasures... before they arrived, Ling Xiao had already noticed that the aura of the emperor's path in the two treasures was extremely thin. Even if the emperor's source existed, it might not be complete.
"Buzz."
As Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the ancient palace, everyone's faces showed a touch of joy. They lowered their heads and looked at the Qiankun bag in Xiao Pian's hand, "Xiao Pian, how do you plan to distribute these nine wonderful spirit fruits?"
"Uh... Yaoguang Buddha naturally has one. Ning'er, Mistress Qingqiu, King Luoluo, Miss Xun'er... uh, it seems like one is missing."
"It doesn't matter, the vitality fluctuations in these Nine Wonderful Spirit Fruits are not of much use to me."
Ye Xun'er shook his head and took the initiative to help Xiao Pou get out of the way.
"Uh...thank you Miss Xun'er."
Xiao Pou wiped the cold sweat from his head. In just a few breaths of time, he was even more nervous than when he faced the pride of the Thunder Clan just now.
"Boom!"
At the same time, deep in the Tibet.
I saw Ling Tian holding Zhu Xian in his hand, looking coldly at the Holy Son of Thunder below, without much emotion on his face.
"Huh? Human race, you dare to chase me alone. I have to say, you are really brave."
Lei Zhentian snorted coldly and shook his head slightly. When he confirmed that no one was following Ling Tian, a smile appeared on his face.