At this time, Lin Xi was standing with his hands behind his back, and there were still cyan lightning arcs under his feet that were flashing from time to time.
The heavy clouds receded and the sun returned. In a land thousands of miles away, mountains and rivers were leveled, giant forests were charred, the Luohua River was diverted, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning, making people feel like vomiting.
Feng Zaitian knelt on the ground, his hair was as curled as a chicken coop, his face was full of tears, and he couldn't help but retching. His middle-grade armor had cracked, and a large amount of black blood oozed from it, and it was roasted by lightning.
Burnt and mottled.
The last demon king was the green ape demon king who almost killed him with one palm.
When the eighteenth thunder tribulation came, when Feng Zaitian, who was wearing a fist, smashed the giant of the Green Ape Demon King with one punch and was about to steal his demon elixir, death came.
The eighteenth thunder tribulation was extremely terrifying, almost the sum of the power of the previous seventeen thunder tribulations, and it struck Feng Zaitian's head in an instant.
At that time, Feng Zaitian was locked by the thunder calamity's momentum and had no way to hide. His powerful defense methods were almost exhausted. Half of his armor's helmet had already been broken. He could only wait for death in despair.
But at this moment, a huge black hole appeared above his head, swallowing up this lightning disaster.
Then, the Green Ape Demon King fell to the ground with a roar, and the demon elixir disappeared.
Feng Zaitian knew that the huge mouth swallowing thunder and lightning was transformed from Lin Xi's own mouth.
Because he has seen this damn untouchable trash more than once. When every thunder and lightning hit him, he would not dodge or dodge, but directly formed the same huge mouth and swallowed it up, just like eating a piece of candy.
Beans are generally easy.
Lin Xi saved his life.
However, Feng Zaitian, who survived, successfully overcame the tribulation, and advanced to the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, felt that life was worse than death. He even felt that it would be better to let himself die directly, which would make him feel better.
Look what this untouchable trash has done?
The more than a hundred demon kings in the middle and late stages were all supposed to be his trophies. Once they returned, they would directly establish his status as the most talented young martial emperor in the Smallpox Kingdom.
The sixteen-year-old genius Martial Emperor had never appeared in the history of cultivation in the Smallpox Kingdom.
Moreover, even with the help of the power of thunder tribulation, we were able to kill these demon kings and extract the demon pills during the tribulation process. What kind of feat is this?
Moreover, once the low-grade spiritual vein rewarded to Tianhua Martial Arts School becomes his own, he will reach the second- and third-level Martial Emperor Realm within a short period of time, and even reach the mid-term Martial Emperor Realm.
However, all of this was immediately shattered by this untouchable trash who saved his life.
Angry!
The soul is smoking!
Moreover, when he looked inside his sea of consciousness, he discovered that his soul, which he had successfully turned into reality, was really cracking, with black divine power leaking out like oil. The fist was as big as the wind in the sky.
The little soul baby was in agony, ferocious and twisted, and seemed to be turning into a demon baby.
Severe pain!
The severe pain that penetrates deep into the soul, destroys memories, and confuses consciousness appears, making the wind in the sky at this time stretch its neck, tremble like a sieve, and roar violently.
Lin Xi frowned, looking through his night eyes, he directly saw Feng Zaitian's sea of consciousness, and saw the soul that was cracking and collapsing, flowing with black liquid.
"Isn't it? The endurance is so bad? Isn't it just the demon elixir of the demon king with more than a hundred heads? Are you so angry now? Can you still happily follow the plot and perform it?"
The soul collapses and there is a tendency for the soul to become possessed. For Lin Xi, this is not what he wants.
He wants Feng Zaitian to survive, and he dreams about the hatred between him and himself, and infects this hatred to his father and the powerful forces his father can use.
For example, there are a large number of powerful warriors in the Martial Emperor Realm, such as the high-level power that the Smallpox Kingdom can use.
However, once Feng Zaitian goes crazy and cannot remember anything, at most it will destroy a martial arts genius. For Lin Xi, it is equivalent to a wasted effort.
However, at this time, Lin Xi's own soul is in urgent need of strengthening, and Shenlu Feiyan also urgently needs his soul to be restored by devouring more powerful warriors in the Martial Emperor Realm. If he wants to use his own soul to help Feng Zaitian, maybe he can help Feng Zaitian.
, Lin Xi’s own soul collapsed early.
Just when Feng Zaitian was holding his head, rolling around on the ground, wailing and roaring, Lin Xi saw that Feng Zaitian's eyebrows were constantly flashing with divine light, as if there was a powerful force that was about to break through the seal.
Lin Xi suddenly thought that this was Feng Zaitian's father, Prince Feng Yunji, a ray of soul sealed in his precious son's sea of consciousness, and it was about to explode.
Obviously at this time, Feng Yunji's Yuan Shen had sensed that Feng Zaitian was in a critical situation and wanted to break out of the seal to save Feng Zaitian.
Seeing this, Lin Xi smiled, turned around, flew into colorful clouds, crossed the void, and returned floatingly.
…
At this time, we are at the viewing platform of the joint trial.
Three hours are about to pass. Except for Zhao Gao, other Martial King Realm deputy deans, great elders, etc., not to mention whether they can send their spiritual consciousness thousands of miles away from here for a long time.
Even if he could, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long amid the falling flowers and flowers on the sixth level.
Only Zhao Gao, who is at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm, can easily release his spiritual consciousness to the other side and see Lin Xi and Feng Zaitian's self-evident hunting process.
However, he only saw the first half. When Feng Zaitian was so angry with Lin Xi that his realm was loosened, causing the Martial Emperor's calamity, he quickly took back his spiritual consciousness.
That thing can see nothing with its eyes.
Once his spiritual consciousness comes close, he will be focused on by the lightning tribulation. Zhao Gao does not want to be bombarded by the thunder tribulation of the Martial Emperor Realm again.
Therefore, his consciousness always lingered thousands of miles away from the Sixth River, and he did not dare to get too close.
His psychology is very complicated at this time.
I not only hope that Lin Xi, that thief, will die if he is caught in a thunderstorm, but also pray that nothing happens to Feng Zaitian.
What is Feng Zaitian’s identity?
The nephew of the king of the Smallpox Kingdom, the legitimate son of Prince Fengyunji, and the number one genius of the Tianhua Martial Academy.
At the age of sixteen, he was promoted to the Martial Emperor Realm, so he shouldn't be too evil.
It’s good that Feng Zaitian survived the thunderstorm and was successfully promoted.
Once he dies in the thunder tribulation, Zhao Gao will definitely have no good fruits to eat.
After everything that happened during the thunderstorm, Feng Zaitian did not die, which made him feel very relieved.
The reason for this judgment is that the thunder tribulation has continued, which means that the wind that overcame the tribulation has not died in the sky.
However, Lin Xi's thief was actually safe and sound, which made Zhao Gao wish he could just break in, trigger an even greater thunder disaster, and kill Lin Xi directly.
In the soul, the invisible consciousness bomb has never moved, which means that Lin Xi's traitor is alive and well.
Zhao Gao was not in a good mood mentally, and he did not have a good look towards those vice-presidents and elders who kept questioning him, especially the vice-presidents of Tianhua Martial Arts Academy.
"Why are you panicking? Isn't there still a little time before three hours? I'm not in a hurry, but you guys are in a hurry?"
However, after the thunderstorm passed, Zhao Gao extended his consciousness and saw the wind rolling in the sky and rolling on the ground, constantly wailing and screaming.
He didn't know what Feng Zaitian had experienced during the thunder tribulation. It seemed that something was wrong with the consciousness of the sea?
The promotion has been successful, and the eighteen thunder tribulations have passed. Is there something wrong with your soul?
How unlucky you must be!
Don't dare to be lazy, just cross the void directly, go to the place where the wind is in the sky, and see what happens.
Halfway along the way, Zhao Gao saw Lin Xi, who was stepping on a flying cloud and returning happily.
Seeing Lin Xi returning and no one else here, Zhao Gao had to step forward to say hello.
"My lord has returned safely, and he must have received a lot of rewards?"
Lin Xicaiyun kept flying and glanced at him indifferently.
"Go and see Feng Zaitian? He's fine. He'll be back soon. Go back..."
Zhao Gao felt as if he had eaten Xiang.
A country bumpkin who came from a good-for-nothing background, and now because he enslaved him, actually looked down at him with a condescending look and tone, which was hard to accept for a moment.
Zhao Gao hesitated:
"Lord, is the wind in the sky really all right?"
Lin Xicaiyun kept flying, leaving a sentence:
"What can happen? He has a good old man..."
Zhao Gao immediately thought that Feng Zaitian's eyebrows must have sealed a ray of his soul.
Prince Fengyunji is a mid-level, fourth-level Martial Emperor, and his ray of soul is more powerful than the average first- and second-level Martial Emperor.
If there is a problem with Feng Zaitian's Hai Yuan Shen, an existence like Feng Yunji has a way to solve any problem.
If Feng Yunji's ray of soul can't save Feng Zaitian's life, then Zhao Gao himself can't do anything about it.
Thinking of this, he had no choice but to believe Lin Xi and follow Lin Xi back to the viewing platform.
Lin Xi said again:
"Why are you following me? You are a big shot in charge of the joint trial. It doesn't look like you are following me, right?"
Zhao Gao obeyed his promise and hurriedly surpassed Lin Xi to return early, roaring in his heart:
"Do you think I am willing to follow your lead? You try to take away the consciousness bomb..."
…
At this time, in Feng Zaitian's sea of consciousness, a wisp of Feng Yunji's soul broke through the seal and appeared.
Seeing that his son's soul was collapsing, he gave a loud shout, which was like an enlightenment. He woke up Feng Zaitian, whose consciousness was collapsing, and he was going crazy and falling.
"Son, you advanced to the Martial Emperor Realm and your state of mind is unstable. Now my father consumes this ray of soul and turns it into pure divine power to stabilize your state of mind and soul. You will be the youngest Martial Emperor Realm warrior in the Smallpox Kingdom.
Who!"
Feng Zaitian, whose consciousness became more stable again, saw his father's soul appearing in his sea of consciousness, and immediately roared:
"No! I want my father to kill that untouchable Linxi man directly and let him shatter into pieces and never recover. Otherwise, Wang, I won't be able to get through this!"
The phantom of Fengyunji's soul roared:
"Ten years are not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. How could your father sit idly by when the untouchables bullied you like this? Once he comes to the capital and enters the Tianhua Martial Palace, my father, I have ten thousand ways to make him irreparable and make life worse than death.
Now, listen to me, stabilize your emotions, and absorb the power of your father's soul!"
…
At this time, Zhao Gao returned to the viewing platform and sat down.
Nearly a thousand teachers and students from major martial arts schools looked at him eagerly.
Zhao Gao's face was stern, and without any explanation, he silently took out a tea cup from the ring and poured himself a cup.
Seeing Zhao Gao looking like a deceased father, even the vice-president of Tianhua Martial Arts Academy did not dare to say anything.
At this moment, a figure flew over from the colorful clouds.