After Hua Sheng finished speaking to the snake demon, he turned his gaze to Lin Zimu and them, suddenly smiled, and said in a cold voice:

"If there is a kind, you will continue to stay by your Guyuan Sect's holy son and protect him thoroughly! hahaha!"

Leaving these words, he immediately turned around and walked away with the people.

Yang Yan knew that they were squatting in the distance, and they would not leave so easily.

In order to extinguish the mouth, none of the people who came from the Gu Yuan Sect today could be spared.

Seeing them leaving, Yang Yan turned around and looked at the group of disciples behind him, his body floating in the air for some reason, looking a little thin.

The green robe draped on his body was blown by the strong wind, and it was hunting, and it was bursting and layering.

It seems that even the wind has to get along with Yang Yan.

Lightning and thunder roared unscrupulously over his head, shaking the entire space.

The electric snake spat out greedy snake letters, and the thunder grew louder and louder.

Everything in heaven and earth was eclipsed at this moment!

Even the large green grass with stubborn vitality on the soles of his feet is crawling on the ground in fear.

They tremble in the wind, lose the courage of the wildfire in the lightning and thunder, and the spring breeze blows again!

Who can fight against nature?

Who can go against Tianwei?!

Even the villagers thousands of miles away were awakened, and fled from the house in thin cloth clothes, kneeling on the ground and knocking on the ground.

There are even a few elderly people who muttered to themselves:

"God is powerful, God is powerful! There are immortals who have been robbed, and there are immortals who have been robbed!"

At this moment, Yang Yan's voice suddenly sounded.

changed the previous indifference and laziness, but with a hint of majesty.

"The disciples of the Gu Yuan Sect listen to the order!"

"The disciple is here!"

Lin Zimu and nine disciples knelt on the ground, including the two archdeacons of Zhuji, all knelt down and listened respectfully to the order.

"Lin Zimu, you and the nine disciples continue to form a sword formation, withdraw from the range of the Thunder Tribulation, just hold on, you can't fight!" Yang Yan commanded.

"Disciple obeys!" Lin Zimu's expression was cold, and he held Chixiao in his right hand, and suddenly a halo flowed, brewing an amazing aura.

"Two archdeacons, follow and protect yourselves!"

What Yang Yan said was to protect himself, not to protect those low-level disciples.

The two archdeacons are both middle-aged, and they don't know how many years of experience they have had ups and downs, but they still can't help but show excitement at this moment, and their voices are a little trembling in response:

"Your Majesty!"

"Let's ...... out"

Yang Yan waved his sleeves, bringing a hint of desolation.

"Master!"

Some disciples showed a look of pathos.

In their opinion, Yang Yan was still practicing the ninth layer of qi, and it was also extremely dangerous to forcibly induce the thunder tribulation to do that perfect foundation.

Even if it's the Holy Body, if it's unprepared, how can it compete with the power of heaven?!

Yang Yan obviously has a better choice.

Even if he ordered these people to desperately escort him out, the people of the Gu Yuan Sect would do the same.

However, Yang Yan wanted to make such a move, which they felt was sacrificing themselves.

The pursuit of immortality by cultivators is also constantly reddened.

What's more, they are still a group of low-level cultivators with affection and righteousness.

How not to be sad?!

"Let's go, the thunderstorm is about to begin!"

Yang Yan's eyes were flat, and he raised his chin slightly, as if he wanted to see the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation more realistically.

Rumble!

As if in response to Yang Yan, the thunderclouds made a resounding explosion in the sky.

"Let's go!"

Lin Zimu led the team and took the nine disciples away, followed by two archdeacons.

Deacons and deacons, all the real deacons of the sect, are generally mediocre in talent.

What about even the archdeacon of the Ancient Yuan Sect?

I still have to spend my life in the foundation building period!

If you don't enter Jindan, your lifespan will always stay in the hundreds.

Who doesn't spare their lives?

Who is willing to give their lives for others for free?!

But the two archdeacons had already made up their minds in their hearts, even if these inner sect Tianjiao of the Gu Yuan Sect were in a catastrophe, they would have to step on the corpses of the two of them first!

Just like Lin Zimu said, senior brother, senior brother, people have called us for so long Senior brother, how can we take advantage of our junior brother?

Thundered!

I don't know how much louder this thunder sounded than the thunder, and the thunder was rolling and deafening!

"It's a pity! There is wind, thunder, clouds, but there is little rain. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Yang Yan didn't seem to care too much about the upcoming thunderstorm, but was still talking about the lack of rain, which was a pity.

Thundered!

Thunder let out a violent cry in the sky, and a bucket-thick silver thunderbolt slashed down, as if a giant in the sky stretched out its arms violently.

After a thunderous roar, Yang Yan's first thunderstorm came!

Yang Yan laughed, and thousands of lofty ambitions arose.

Holding the starry night sword, the hem of the green robe flutters.

The long sword suddenly pointed at the sky, and the sharp edge emitted a cold light, with an unrivaled momentum!

Yang Yan looked up to the sky and roared, like thunder:

"This is, the firmament type - shattering the sky! If you want to ask me who I am not convinced, the first person I Yang Yan disobeys is you, the sky!"

"Pressing on my head every day, do you know the guilt?!"

"The sky should die, the yellow sky should also be destroyed, I will break everything in the world with a sword!!!

The two parties, who were miles away, had a tacit understanding and did not fight at the first time.

Maybe it's still an authentic one, and those people want to see how Yang Yan died.

However, just the first act took them all down!

I saw that Yang Yan faced the thunder pillar that was the thickness of the first bucket, not only did he not dodge, but he also did not defend!

Instead, it intensified its own speed and headed head-on towards the heavenly thunder.

The Starry Night Sword in his hand swung out a huge and brilliant pillar of light, smashing it fiercely into the sky thunder and rushing towards the thundercloud!

"This demon! Is he crossing the Thunder Tribulation, or is the Thunder Tribulation crossing him!"

Hua Sheng gripped the long sword in his hand, and the upper and lower rows of teeth creaked.

Rumble!

The two finally intersected in everyone's eyes, sending out a light wave that spread outward in a circular shape from the inside out.

It's like a star crashing into a planet, and both burst out with unparalleled energy.

Boom!

The light spread in all directions, and the thunder light in mid-air was the first to dissipate.

In the same place, Yang Yan stood there unscathed, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and he couldn't see any expression.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Gu Yuan Sect all showed joy.

The first thunder tribulation, Yang Yan has passed!

And it was such a strong tribulation, then it may not be impossible for their ancestors to really cross the tribulation, and become the first person in the history of the Gu Yuan Sect to successfully cross the tribulation with the ninth layer of qi cultivation and build a perfect foundation!

"This is just the first thunder tribulation! The Thunder Tribulation of the perfect foundation, although it is not the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Jindan Monk, it is also the Thirty-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"

"There are a total of twenty-seven heavenly thunders, one is stronger than the other! I want to see how many layers of thunder tribulation he can survive!"

Huasheng didn't believe that Yang Yan could survive this catastrophe at all, and said with a sneer.

(End of chapter)