The boundless thundercloud has thick black hair and purple, covering the entire sky.
Luo Jianqing's eyes were wet with blood, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, only to see a white figure in front of him. The Venerable, who had always been cold and indifferent, rushed into the crown at this moment, a profound spirit sword pointed directly at the sky, the vast spiritual power was like the sea, madly scattered around.
"Master..."
Luo Jian said two words with a clear throat.
"I'm here as a teacher." Xuan Lingzi's left hand moved backwards, grabbing Luo Jianqing's hand, and still completely covering Luo Jianqing behind him, dealing with the dark and terrifying thundercloud with his own strength.
Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the blood flowing from Xuan Lingzi's wide sleeves.
Even if it was the cultivation base in the middle stage of transforming the gods, but after the 82nd thunder tribulation was blocked firmly, Xuan Lingzi was still injured.
Xuan Lingzi's blood mixed with Luo Jianqing's blood, and Luo Jianqing stared blankly.
But Xuan Lingzi glared at the thundercloud, then turned around and said: "Give Mingguang Qingyu Zhu as a teacher."
Luo Jianqing trembled, hesitated for a moment, did not answer. Xuan Lingzi was also slightly taken aback when he saw this, but looking at Luo Jianqing's hesitant expression, he had no doubts, and he held the Xuan Ling Sword directly with a little toe, and flew towards the thundercloud.
He didn't even take the Mingguang sapphire beads.
Rumble!
The black thundercloud made a dull thunder, but did not drop another divine thunder. Xuan Lingzi clicked his finger, and a drop of golden blood dripped onto the Xuanling Sword. His hands kept pinching his hands, but within a short while, he saw the Xuanling Sword spinning and dancing into a golden nine-petal lotus.
The breath of ancient vicissitudes escaped from the lotus, Xuan Lingzi slapped his palm, and the lotus whistled and flew towards the black cloud.
The moment the two collided, the Eleventh Sea was blasted out of a void. The sea water instantly evaporated, and the tens of thousands of corpses floating in the sea suddenly turned into dust. Thousands of people, Xiu hiding in the four-sided calming formation suddenly felt rumbling in his ears, temporarily lost his hearing, and a golden light seemed to shine in front of his eyes.
After this golden light, it took a long time before the heaven and the earth returned to tranquility.
The thundercloud that every cultivator had to face during the Tribulation Period, under the attack of this golden lotus, finally slowly dissipated.
Xuan Lingzi stretched out his left hand, and a golden sword light flew into his hand and turned into a mysterious sword. And at his fingertips and tiger's mouth, all were shattered and bleed. What a powerful force this is to injure the most important hand of a sword repairer in the middle of the transformation!
However, after doing all this, Xuan Lingzi didn't heal himself immediately, instead he turned his head back and quickly hugged Luo Jianqing, who was covered in blood. In front of these thousands of cultivators, he directly picked up his disciple and fed Luo Jianqing a seventh-order spirit pill.
Luo Jianqing pulled his shirt back, and said hoarsely: "Master...you are not going to the second junior brother..."
Xuan Lingzi stagnated, then lowered his eyes, calmly said: "Senior Brother Hao Xingzi has gone."
Luo Jianqing was relieved now.
In this Human Race's plan, Xuan Lingzi will go to the Vermillion Bird's seat and break through from the Vermillion Bird's seat. Because the ancestors of the Yun family have calculated the way of heaven, the result is that the monster race in the Vermillion Bird position will be the most difficult to defeat, and the enemy they need to face is the strongest. In order to save strength, Suzaku originally sent Zuo Yunmo with the lowest cultivation level, and at the same time asked Xuan Lingzi to go to support it.
When Xuan Lingzi put Luo Jianqing back into Renxiu, he took a closer look at Luo Jianqing's injuries, and then he was about to fly away. No matter how he didn't want to leave, Xuan Lingzi had to deal with the Venerable Demon Race who was flying to the Azure Dragon position fifty miles away, and couldn't just stay here.