Seeing this Zhao Ritian's situation, Sun Wukong knew that he must not disturb Zhao Ritian now, otherwise the rescue would make his previous efforts useless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Therefore, he stood there quietly, and even stopped breathing, in order not to make a single sound, so as not to affect Zhao Ritian.

Just after Sun Wukong stood in this magma for less than a dozen breaths, Zhao Ritian, who was incarnated as the golden crow body, suddenly opened his eyes, let out a roar, and then rushed straight to the tunnel above his head with a circle of flames all over his body, and rushed out of the city lord's mansion in just one breath, reaching the sky.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong hurriedly followed, he knew that the reason why the clouds had not arrived outside just now was only because Zhao Ritian had suppressed the dispersion of his breath at the bottom of the volcano, so he had not yet let the clouds capture his specific location. But now that Zhao Ritian rushed out by himself, he had to face the sanctions of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Holy Tribulation, Sun Wukong has not experienced it yet, he doesn't know if Zhao Ritian can survive it, but he still wants to see it with his own eyes, after all, he will also embark on this road sooner or later, and it is very rare to be able to see the power of this Holy Tribulation now, and it is also very necessary for himself.

Flying out of this mysterious cultivation place of Zhao Ritian, Sun Wukong saw that the palace on the ground no longer had a top, and above the sky was a firelight, a golden crow with a length of four or five meters was mighty, standing proudly in the air.

"Demon Emperor, what's going on? How did he turn into his main form and rush out from below?" the Bull Demon King flew to Sun Wukong's side and asked.

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes were a little heavy, and then said: "Brother Zhao, this is going to be a holy tribulation!"

"Holy Tribulation, so fast?" The Bull Demon King looked incredulous, how long Zhao Ritian had been cultivating, he was extremely clear, although he knew that he was a descendant of the Golden Crow, and his bloodline was very fast, but it was too fast to break through the Holy Tribulation so quickly. So far, there has not been a single young man who has come so quickly.

"Demon Emperor, is it dangerous to break through the Holy Tribulation so quickly?" The Bull Demon King looked worried, he was really not optimistic about Zhao Ritian's Holy Tribulation this time, if he survived, then it would be the best, but if he didn't get it, the risk of failing the Holy Tribulation was not comparable to ordinary Tribulations.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he shook his head, and his face was full of melancholy, "I don't know, I hope Brother Zhao can have his own natural appearance!"

"Hey, that's all, I hope I'll have good luck every day!" the Bull Demon King also sighed in a low voice and looked at the sky silently.

At this moment, everyone in Ritian City all looked overhead, they were all shocked to be able to see the Golden Crow, the first divine bird of the Three Realms, and when they heard others talking about it, this was the Holy Tribulation of the City Lord Ritian Prince Zhao Ritian, everyone was very excited in their hearts, and they were full of expectations for it, this was a rare event, and they definitely couldn't miss it.

In the sky, although Zhao Ritian, who was incarnated as the main body, had woken up at this time and saw the Monkey King below, he didn't have time to think about so many questions now, he had to face the upcoming holy tribulation wholeheartedly.

Looking at Sun Wukong below, Zhao Ritian suddenly had a spirit of not admitting defeat in his heart, this time, he would definitely not be able to lose the catastrophe. Although he knew that although Sun Wukong had not yet reached the Holy Tribulation, he was able to reach the Holy Realm by virtue of his transformation, and he was even able to continue to break through, fighting with Rulai, who had already stepped into the Holy Realm, which was not something he could compare at all. However, if he can quickly break through to the Holy Realm, then he can narrow the gap with Sun Wukong and get one step closer to Sun Wukong. So, he doesn't want to lose, he has to get through this catastrophe!

Above his head, a dark cloud had already stayed directly above Zhao Ritian, and it was also mixed with a powerful thunder power, which made Zhao Ritian feel extremely powerful oppression, and his heart was extremely heavy. But he was not convinced, because he was the prince of the Jinwu clan, and his name was Zhao Ritian!

The calamity cloud quickly formed, firmly locking Zhao Ritian's breath, Zhao Ritian knew that this time he had to face this holy tribulation with the most powerful attitude, otherwise, if he couldn't survive this holy tribulation, it would mean that the form and spirit were destroyed.

After the appearance of this tribulation cloud, the fire light on his body became even brighter, and the Sun Sky City below was even brighter.

Zhao Ritian looked at the people below, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, although he was now transformed into the Golden Crow body, this smile was almost not noticed by anyone, but he still gave everyone a smile, a trace of gratitude. After all, these people care about themselves, no matter whether they succeed or fail, for them, Zhao Ritian will always be grateful.

"Thank you!" Zhao Ritian said silently in his heart.

At this moment, a huge pillar of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and it just happened to fall on Zhao Ritian's body, fortunately, there was a golden crow divine fire on his body to resist, which offset most of the power of this first holy thunder, and when it fell on his body, it did not have the slightest effect.

The first holy thunder was easily carried like this, but Zhao Ritian's face was even heavier, because he knew that the power of each holy thunder would increase exponentially, and the first one, he was indeed easily carried. But then, he didn't know how many more holy thunders would fall, so he had to go all out and not be careless.

"Boom!"

Another holy thunder fell, Zhao Ritian wanted to try to avoid it, but he found that he was thinking too much at all, because he was locked by this cloud of calamity from the beginning, it was impossible to dodge the attack of this holy thunder, and he could only resist with his body.

In the memory of the bloodline inheritance, Zhao Ritian knew that every holy thunder of this holy tribulation did not fall casually, in addition to the huge attack power, it actually had the effect of washing itself, but this method of washing itself was too painful, and it was not something that ordinary people could bear at all. Of course, if you carry it, then it is not an ordinary person, but a saint.

Since you can't dodge, Zhao Ritian doesn't choose to continue to dodge, everyone is a man, why are you longer and harder than me? Lao Tzu doesn't believe it today, he dares to even dare to dodge, afraid of your little holy thunder.

The second holy thunder quickly hit Zhao Ritian's body, and the power of this time really couldn't be compared with before, although it didn't hurt him, but there was already a certain threat to him, so he had to be cautious about the next holy thunder.

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The eleventh holy thunder fell, and a trace of blood had already flowed from the corner of Zhao Ritian's mouth, but his eyes were still extremely firm, without the slightest fear.

Sun Wukong and the others below have been watching this scene, and their eyes are full of worry, but they also understand that at this time, they must believe in Zhao Ritian and believe that he will definitely be able to survive the baptism of holy thunder. Otherwise, I won't be able to help anything.

Not long after, another ten holy thunders fell, and Zhao Ritian's complexion was already a little sluggish, but he still had no fear, and continued to scream, and the fire light in his whole body was large again, so that he could recover some of his spirit.

However, Sun Wukong, who has fiery eyes, can see that Zhao Ritian is about to reach his limit, but this holy thunder doesn't know how many more ways there are? Is it ninety-nine eighty-one or sixty-six thirty-six? Sun Wukong also doesn't know, so he can only watch silently like this. If this Zhao Ritian really can't bear it, he must save him at that time.