A thunderclap exploded in the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The earth collapses and the mountains are destroyed, and the mountains and rivers are swallowed. The long-accumulated clouds covered the sky and the sun, and tens of thousands of purple lightning surged and churned in the clouds, shaking the entire Netherworld Mansion and trembling.

The underworld is full of ghosts crying wolves, and the little ghosts with low cultivation are almost wiped out. Fortunately, the Emperor Shenghuang divided a part of his cultivation and crossed the golden light enchantment for the Netherworld, so as to save the lonely soul from disturbing the people.

Netherworld, on the banks of the Forget Worry River, the flowers of the past have bloomed for thousands of years.

The Emperor Saint Phoenix stood on the top of the mountain outside the mountain, dressed in a black robe, waiting for the upcoming Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyes were as deep as the vast universe, as if he was not the one facing the catastrophe now.

Heh――

Isn't it a catastrophe?

For the Emperor Saint Phoenix, the power of the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation is not a matter. If he was willing, he would have entered the True God Realm long ago, so why should he go through this tribulation.

However, this catastrophe was strange.

Emperor Shenghuang frowned slightly, and a bad premonition was born from the bottom of his heart. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the depths of the clouds, where there seemed to be a faint trace of divine power floating.

"Hiss-" In the clouds, Di Huaijin took a light breath. Heavenly Tribulation punished Di Huaijin with a light bite on the shoulder, and lay on his neck in frustration and refused to make a sound.

Because Emperor Huaijin was making trouble just now, he accidentally leaked a trace of divine power, and in an instant of one ten-thousandth of a second, he was almost detected by Emperor Shenghuang.

Sure enough, perverts are perverted no matter what time they are!!

In the first encounter, he returned with a feather.

Di Huaijin looked at him funny, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that the Heavenly Tribulation would never really hurt his father, but it was very happy to see the frustration on his face.

He would never admit that he couldn't help but pounce on him and bite him when he saw the serious demeanor of the Heavenly Tribulation, and he looked so beautiful and delicious that he couldn't help but pounce on him.

Emperor Shenghuang looked at the clouds that were still rolling, as if the leaking divine power just now had never appeared. However, he can be sure that his momentary perception must not be wrong.

But so what!!

People block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha, I am not afraid!

It seemed that he felt the contempt from the Emperor Saint Phoenix, and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation instantly became angry. casually threw dozens of wrist-thick purple lightning bolts at him at the same time. That formation was truly earth-shattering, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, so frightened that the evil ghosts of the eighteenth layer of hell didn't even dare to come out.

Almost without thinking, the Emperor Shenghuang reached out and fished it lightly, and dozens of lightning bolts were held in his hands, wrapped into balls, and thrown back into the clouds.

The Heavenly Tribulation of the Cloud Queen was injured, and her stunning face was covered with a look that could be called "pitiful", looking at someone on the cloud bed with her shoulders half-exposed, seeking comfort.

"Poof—"

Di Huaijin chuckled, and the cloud was instantly slipped off his shoulder, which made the aggrieved Heavenly Tribulation instantly red-eyed.

Forget it, it's not a shame to lose to your father-in-law. It should be regarded as currying favor with my father-in-law in advance, so that he can smoothly marry this abrasive goblin into the door in the future.

Di Huaijin knew that if the Heavenly Tribulation really wanted to compete with Di Huaijin, it would be very easy to throw thousands of purple lightning at will. However, at that time, even if the Emperor Shenghuang had the ability to dodge, he would inevitably ruin his cultivation.

Feeling the carefulness of the Heavenly Tribulation, Di Huaijin squinted his eyes slightly, and gently kissed the Heavenly Tribulation's cheek, but it caused the Heavenly Tribulation to tremble, turned over and pressed him under him, and threw a faint purple lightning in his hand, and then stopped caring about anything else.

As a result, the tumbling clouds gradually returned to calm, and in the depths of the clouds, the spring night tent was warm, and the room was warm.

And the purple "rope" the size of a little finger took a quarter of an hour before it broke through the clouds and floated leisurely from the canopy of heaven like a wandering spirit.

Emperor Shenghuang raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, his whole body was imprisoned by divine power, and he could only remain motionless, looking at this purple lightning as thin as a cicada's wings, there was no muffled sound, no thunderbolt, and when it was close to his forehead, it turned into a cloud of purple mist, wrapped him, and then disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

A cup of tea passed.

A stick of incense has passed.

Emperor Shenghuang never appeared, and the place where he stood was empty.