This time, he triggered the Thunder Tribulation in a fit of rage, and in addition to having no better choice, it was also mixed with a great risky component: he was betting that Shaoling was in the Palm Venerable Palace.

If Shaoling wasn't here, with his cultivation and strength, he would definitely not be able to escape the Fire Tribulation, especially if the two people were superimposed on the Fire Tribulation, it was not something that ordinary monks could bear.

"Ah~" There was a sudden scream, but it was the old man who surrounded Chu Yunfeng just now, who was shocked because he couldn't bear the calcination of the fire.

And in the deepest part of the palace, Changsun Lang did not die in the sea of fire. He had been at the peak of the Transformation Realm for many years, and he had already made some preparations for breaking through the Mahayana Realm. The fire came very suddenly, but it couldn't kill him instantly.

While he was busy coping, he saw an incredible scene: when the burning tongue of fire pounced on Shaoling, it was like meeting a nemesis, forming a vacuum around her body.

As soon as the eldest grandson Lang had an idea, he immediately mobilized the mysterious substance absorbed from Shaoling's body. Sure enough, when the surface of his body was covered with a mysterious substance, Lihuo immediately moved away from his body.

"Hahaha! God help me!" Changsun Lang laughed loudly, "Thank you so much!"

Staring at the sleeping Shao Ling, the eldest grandson Lang thanked him shamelessly, and saw a flash of sword light, and a burning man stood in front of him.

"Senior Sister Shaoling!" Seeing Shaoling on the ground, the burning man suddenly screamed and hurriedly helped her up.

The moment he picked it up, the fire on the burning man quickly subsided, revealing a burned face, which was none other than Chu Yunfeng who rushed over.

He had reached his limit, and if he couldn't find Shaoling, he would definitely die this time.

"You are Chu Yunfeng!" Standing in the sea of fire, Changsun Lang said unhurriedly, "Put her down, the deity will spare you from dying!"

"When you survive, it's not too late to say this!" Chu Yunfeng didn't buy Changsun Lang's account, and after checking Shaoling, his face suddenly turned ugly, "You moved her!"

"Idiot! I didn't find out until now, isn't it a little late?"

When Chu Yunfeng heard this, he was immediately shocked. After checking it again, it was determined that the material loss in Shaoling's body was serious, and he couldn't help but draw his sword.

"Good boy!" Eldest Sun Lang was stunned for a while, and then laughed at Chu Yunfeng's stupid behavior, "There is a road in heaven if you don't go, then don't blame the deity for being ruthless!"

The eldest grandson Lang shot him, and Chu Yunfeng's anger also came up.

"There's a trick that I haven't used all along! But in order to avenge you, you might as well give it a try!" Chu Yunfeng held the Shao Ling in one hand and the Cleansing Sword in the other, and once again launched the eleventh form of the Heavenly Sword Technique.

Thundered~

Originally, he was about to pass the first stage of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the sky suddenly thundered nine times, thinking that someone was interfering in the Heavenly Tribulation, and he wanted to cross the Tribulation, and the Tribulation Qi increased tenfold, and the fire suddenly became fierce, spreading to the entire Palm Venerable Palace.

"Boy, you're crazy!"

The eldest grandson Lang was shocked, and his entire body was scorched red by the flames. Hold on for less than three breaths, and become a pair of dry bones. Under the influence of the mysterious substance, although there is a spark to ignite the prairie fire, it is just a drop in the bucket, and finally falls tragically in the sea of fire.

At the same time, a loud bell rang throughout the Haotian Holy Land.

"The bell rings nine times, and the palm... The palm has fallen!" There were tens of thousands of people up and down the holy land, and they still couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until they saw that three days later, the fire spreading in the Palm Hall was slowly extinguished, and the burial tribulation never appeared, that people believed in the fact that Changsun Lang had fallen.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, Chu Yunfeng walked out of the ruined palace with the unconscious Shaoling in his arms.

"It was he who killed Zhangzun!" As soon as he saw Chu Yunfeng, someone screamed, treating Chu Yunfeng as a murderer.

And more people are very scary. Chu Yunfeng is just a spirit infant realm, how did he survive the fire tribulation, and also rescued the woman in his arms.

Could it be... Possessing a treasure against the sky?

Thinking of this, the monks' eyes glowed green, and they surrounded them one after another with bad intentions.

"Boy, hand over the treasure on your body!

"That's right! Acquaintances, hand them over quickly!"

Everyone, you and I, left all the original concerns behind.

Chu Yunfeng's face sank, he gently put Shaoling down, clenched the cleansing sword again, and said, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life. But the master is in a bad mood today, and he really wants to kill people! You scumbags, are you ready to bear the wrath of the master?"

As he spoke, a strong murderous aura swept through his body, as if he had killed tens of millions of people, condensing a thick evil aura.

Suddenly, some clamoring people couldn't help but take a few steps back, and it was at this time that Chu Yunfeng burst into a shout of the word "kill", picked up Shaoling, and pounced in front of him.

Just as a bunch of monks were waiting for the attack, Chu Yunfeng's figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already standing outside the mountain gate of Haotian Holy Land.

"Bastard, this kid is cheating, kill him!"

When people found out that they had been deceived, they immediately scolded and swarmed out.

If you run away when you see someone, you must have reached the end of the mountain!

Chu Yunfeng glanced at him coldly, turned his head and left, but met an old man head-on. To his surprise, this person was the one who had died in the fire tribulation before.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Chu Yunfeng, whose face sank.

"Jiang You!" the old man was not in a hurry to make a move, and replied calmly.

"You are Jiang You?" Chu Yunfeng made a look of great surprise, and then shrugged, "Who is Jiang You?"

Jiang You's face changed suddenly, but he quickly returned to normal, and said to the monks of Haotian Holy Land who surrounded him: "This person hooked the Heavenly Tribulation with his sword intent, killed the Palm Zun, and his spiritual power has been exhausted. Whoever can capture it will become a deacon elder at once!"

Deacons and elders?

Everyone was skeptical, because Jiang You was the current deacon elder, did he want to give up his position?

After a while, the middle-aged man who thought that he was in the Transformation God Realm walked out of the crowd, and he had also led several strong men to hunt down Chu Yunfeng.

"The palm is gone, the holy land cannot be left without an owner for a day, I am willing to respect Elder Jiang You as the palm honored!" the middle-aged man said, bowing to his subordinates in a decent manner, "I've seen Lord Zhangzun!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react. But soon, some people, instigated by the man, shouted one after another, and worshiped Jiang You as the palm.

The rest of the people did not accept the bewitchment, and while they were still weighing, an old man in gray appeared in people's sight.

They were immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted them, saying, "I think that Elder Guizhen is the best candidate for the Lord!"

In an instant, the two sides were divided into two camps, faintly contending.