He broke through the bottleneck, broke through the shackles of the first form of the dantian, opened the second form, and successfully entered the holy realm of the Martial King.

Xuanyuan Yu had a premonition that the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was coming, he raised his head suddenly, and a dazzling golden light flashed in his eyes like a black hole, he turned his head, looked at Ling Luo, and said sharply: "Luo'er, go out quickly, retreat to a thousand meters away from the Moon Song Cave!" ”

The thunder catastrophe is coming, and the first thing he thinks of is not whether he can survive the catastrophe, but her safety.

He didn't want Luo'er to be affected by any innocent people because of his own reasons.

"Oooh!"

Ling Luo was holding the Chixiao Sword to make a sword move, and was startled by Xuanyuan Yu's roar, but she was as smart as she was, and she quickly understood.

Thunder shook in the sky, and lightning and light were intertwined.

If you are promoted to the Martial King, you will usher in the Seven Heavenly Thunder Tribulations.

Ling Luo hurriedly retreated, dodged out of the Moon Song Cave, and ran out, just when his figure had just run a distance of thousands of meters, he happened to see a golden lightning bolt several meters thick in the sky slashing into the Moon Song Cave.

The Yuesong Cave collapsed into gravel and dirt in an instant, splashed in all directions, and collapsed violently, and the large stone several meters high on the mountainside fell down because of the loss of balance.

"Yu!"

Ling Luo's heart was cold, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he let out an exclamation.

Wolsong Cave was reduced to ruins.

Ling Luo's body couldn't help but tremble, what about Yu? Is Yu buried inside?

At this moment, a large slender hand stretched out from the gravel and dirt.

Ling Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and a surprised smile bloomed at the corner of his lips.

Xuanyuan Yu's hand was like an eagle's claw, breaking through the submerged gravel and soil, and his whole body slowly stood up.

Although his clothes were already stained with dust, the jade belt that bound his hair had also fallen off, and his long hair was scattered casually on his shoulders, he didn't look embarrassed in the slightest.

He was as tall as jade, his eyes like black holes flashed with arrogance and unyielding, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the nine heavens.

Cultivation is a reverse word.

What is there to be afraid of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation?!

Xuanyuan Yu did not dodge or dodge, and even took the initiative to stretch out a hand and point it to the sky, as if it was a provocation.

"Boom-"

Heaven seemed to have responded, responding to him with angry thunder.

"Boom-"

"Crackle—"

"Boom-"

Four thick golden thunderbolts descended from the nine clouds one after another, and densely landed on the top of Xuanyuan Yu's head.

He rose to the occasion, allowing the thunder and lightning to pass through his body and wash his muscles and bones.

The power of the heavenly thunder shattered his bones, shattered his flesh, and scorched his body.

Xuanyuan Yu's whole person was no longer humanoid, but he still maintained a standing posture and refused to fall.

Ling Luo's heart was beating in shock, she stretched out her hand, covered her mouth, her eyes were split, and a layer of twilight appeared in front of her.

Is he going to die?

It's already a blur of flesh and blood!

She tried to rush over, but received a gesture of refusal and a negative look from him.

His eyes were so serious that she stopped, and could only stand alone in the distance and watch helplessly.

Is this the torture that must be endured to ascend from a martial spirit to a martial king? For the first time, Ling Luo had a completely different understanding of the Immortal Cultivation Martial Dao.

"Boom-"

The sixth heavenly thunder struck, and Xuanyuan Yu's broken body completely fell.

The seventh heavenly thunder struck, Xuanyuan Yu was no longer Xuanyuan Yu, and what remained on the ground was a pool of charred blood.

Ling Luo couldn't control his tears anymore, and a sense of despair came from the bottom of his heart.