Zhao Yingyan paused and asked anxiously:

"The Tribulation Thunder will only attack everything within the range of the Tribulation indiscriminately, and Tianwei can also automatically sense the creatures that appear within this range, the higher the realm of the creatures, the more powerful the Tribulation Thunder will be. Xiaoyan, you are now a Saint Monarch, according to the usual role of Raiding Thunder like to play Leapfrogging, as long as you walk into the Raiding Minefield, won't it attract Saint-Honorable Raiding Thunder?"

After entering the Holy Realm, from the lowest to the highest, it is still divided into the three realms of the Holy Monarch, the Holy Venerable and the Holy Ancestor, each of which has a ninefold realm.

"I see!" After listening to Tang Zixi's explanation, Zhao Yingyan's back felt a chill, he was glad that he listened to Tang Zixi's advice and didn't mess around, otherwise he would have almost killed his master.

Tang Zixi said worriedly: "Presumably, Yunhe knew that his current tribulation would attract the realm king's god-level tribulation thunder, which happened to be equivalent to the strength of the Holy Emperor's weak period, so he deliberately ran out to cross the tribulation, wanting to use the power of the thunder robbery to kill the Holy Emperor." But this method is too risky. Now we want to go over and help him, but we are afraid of attracting more powerful thunder to him, it is really a dilemma, I don't know what to do......"

"Miss Tang, it's not good......" After thinking about Tang Zixi's analysis, Zhao Yingyan's face became even more pale!

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong?" Tang Zixi asked.

Zhao Yingyan said with a solemn face: "You just said that the higher the realm and strength of the creatures in the Tribulation Zone, the greater the power of the thunderstorm that will fall, although the strength of the Holy Emperor has fallen to the Realm King God, but he himself is an upright and true Saint Monarch, and the power of the Tribulation Thunder will often surpass the realm and strength of the Ferryman, so wouldn't it be possible to descend the Saint Venerable level Tribulation Thunder?"

"Oh my God!" Tang Zixi exclaimed, her face was suddenly paler than Zhao Yingyan, and she looked in the direction where Yunhe was in a panic.

"Yunhe, you big liar! You have finally been resurrected, and before you can say a good word to me, are you in a hurry to die with the Holy Emperor? How can you do this!" Tang Zixi was anxious and angry, and tears burst out at once.

"Master......" Zhao Yingyan's mood suddenly became very heavy, he clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes stared at the thunder and lightning in the tribulation area, his nails had been pinched into his palms, and blood was oozing out of his clenched fists drop by drop.

As for Aoi Hime, her mood is very countercolored.

To be honest, although she recognized Yunhe as her master, she was extremely loyal to Yunhe, but her soul was still afraid of the Holy Emperor from the bottom of her heart.

If Yunhe was defeated by the Holy Emperor, as a betrayer, he would definitely die.

If Yunhe can defeat the Holy Emperor, he will have to be Yunhe's slave for the rest of his life.

Although Yunhe is a good person and looks very beautiful, such an owner is very good just for eye-catching. But who doesn't yearn for freedom?

Aoi Hime is no exception, she doesn't want to be a slave for the rest of her life.

If Yunhe can die with the Holy Emperor, then she will be free.

As for the soul contract, although it will not disappear with the annihilation of Yunhe's soul, even if her heart still regards Yunhe as her master because of the soul contract, she will not disobey Yunhe's orders. But if Yunhe died, then no one could order her to work, then she would be no different from the free body, wouldn't she?

Aoi Hime thought beautifully.

That is, because when Yunhe subdued Aoi Ji, her cultivation strength was too low, and Aoi Ji was an old king god after all, so she still had some independent thoughts.

If Yun He had subdued her when she had cultivated into a god or above, her distracting thoughts would definitely have been purified.

It's just that it's not impossible to completely control Aoi Ji's mind now, as long as you use your divine thoughts to strengthen the soul contract, it's just that now Yunhe obviously doesn't have this kung fu.

Sensing the sinister light in Aoi Ji's eyes flickering for a moment, Zhao Yingyan was very annoyed, and as soon as he stretched out his horizontal sword, the Heavenly Star Sword instantly rested on Aoi Ji's neck.

"Zhao Shaoxia, what's wrong with you? Don't be impulsive! Even if the master is in danger, you can't use me to get angry! I'm not a subordinate of the Holy Emperor. Have you forgotten that we are your own people, and you and you serve the same master!" said Aoihime, whose face was so frightened that her face trembled.

The cold blade was attached to her neck, through the thin skin, her blood could sense the sharpness of the sword that drank blood, and her soul was even more shocked by the sword qi and couldn't move, just the sword qi could take people's lives invisibly, as long as Zhao Yingyan's wrist turned slightly, her head was about to move.

And this thing can definitely cut off the soul, even if he refines the seven tails of the little fairy, there are still seven chances of rebirth, I am afraid that once the soul is cut off, it will be completely stopped......

Zhao Yingyan stared at Aoi Ji with cold eyes, and said word for word: "Don't think I don't know what you have in mind." Do you wish that your master would die with the Holy Emperor, and then you want to be free? You want to be beautiful! If it weren't for you, your master wouldn't be alone, and if anything happens to your master, I will kill you and sacrifice your blood to your master!"

"Zhao Shaoxia, how dare I have such an idea? Don't guess! I am loyal to my master, I pray to God and worship Buddha, and I hope that my master can win all battles and live with heaven! I still want to wait by my master's side!" Aoi Ji said with a sweaty smile.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yingyan warned Aoi Ji before putting away the Celestial Star Sword and returning his attention to Yunhe, who was fighting fiercely with the Holy Emperor in the distance.

"Boom ......"

The sixth tribulation thunder descended, the power of the double holy monarch!

The Seventh Tribulation Thunder, the Mighty of the Triple Saint Monarch!

The Eighth Tribulation Thunder, the Mighty of the Fourfold Holy Monarch!

The ninth thunder, the power of the fivefold holy monarch!

The aura of Yunhe also climbed from the Five Realms King God to the Nine Realms King Gods!

The thunder and lightning suddenly stopped, the fire light receded, the wind calmed down, and the vision gradually became clear.

Is the Apocalypse over?

Above the silent starry sky, there was still a layer of dark clouds.

And below the clouds, the Holy Emperor and Yunhe stood against each other.

The Holy Emperor was dressed in black, his black hair fluttered in the wind like a snake, looking unscathed and majestic, he held a black crystal ball in his hand, and countless currents jumped on the black crystal ball table.

On the other hand, Yunhe was embarrassed, his hair was scattered, his clothes were tattered, his clothes did not cover his body, his whole body was covered with bruises, and his skin like jade snow was split red and purple by the thunder.

He could barely maintain himself above the suspended void, his body trembling slightly, gasping for breath, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, and he didn't seem to even have the strength to recondense a piece of clothing for himself, let alone repair the injuries on his body.

Fortunately, Yunhe Xiuwei has stabilized the Nine Realms King God.

It's just that the power of the tribulation is too great, and even if he succeeds in the tribulation, he will be consumed too much, and he is exhausted at this moment.

Yunhe broke through to the Nine Realms King God, and the Holy Emperor also recovered the strength of the Holy Realm.

In the past, Yunhe's cultivation was too low, and he couldn't see the realm of the Holy Emperor, he only knew that the Holy Emperor was a Sage, but now he clearly saw that the Holy Emperor was originally the peak of the Ninefold Holy Monarch!

The Holy Emperor laughed wildly and said, "Yunhe, you can't think of it! I can also refine the power of the thunderstorm and restore it to its full strength! This time you are dead!"

It turned out that at the critical moment, the Holy Emperor used the black crystal ball to devour the thunder, and then refined it into pure energy for his own absorption.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor's absorption of the power of the thunder had reached saturation and had fully recovered.

The Holy Emperor continued to laugh at Yunhe: "The Tribulation is over! Even if you can successfully transform into a divine body and break through into a Ninefold Realm King God? Can you win me? You are doomed to be defeated in your life and death!"

His laughter carried the intimidation of the sage, and Yun He was so shocked by him that his eardrums were in sharp pain, and there was a buzz inside.

Yun He was in a cold sweat and looked at the Holy Emperor with an unbelievable gaze.

Indeed, he didn't expect the Holy Emperor to use Heavenly Power to restore his strength.

Now, it will be even more difficult to kill the Holy Emperor......

Is it naïve to kill himself?

Life after life, going around and around, still can't change the order that died at the hands of the Holy Emperor?

He couldn't help but look up at the cosmic void in despair.

There was still a dark cloud above him.

Strange! If the catastrophe is over, the clouds should disperse! Why is there such a black cloud overhead?

This is the starry sky of the universe, and under natural circumstances, there can be no clouds.

Yunhe chuckled in his heart......

He suddenly had an idea, could it be!

He greeted Yu Se with joy, and smiled at the Holy Emperor with difficulty: "Holy Emperor, who wins or loses, that is not necessarily!"

After saying that, he used his last strength to pounce on the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor frowned.

Yunhe, the fox demon, was a mentally handicapped child for a while after being reborn, and at this moment he was struck by a thunderstorm at the level of a saint-monarch, could it be that he was crazy for the thunderstorm?

There is an insurmountable gap between the realm of the Realm King God and the Holy Monarch, and what is the difference between him rushing over like this and a moth fighting a fire.

It's time to finish, though......

Yunhe is like a Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, constantly jumping in front of his eyes, and getting stronger and stronger, no matter whether he is really crazy or fake, he can't let him continue to live in this world.

Thinking of this, the Holy Emperor also stretched out his claws towards Yunhe.

"Gege ......"

Yunhe's throat was pinched by the Holy Emperor, and the whole person was hung in the air by the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor's fingers were like iron tongs, and Yunhe's face was choked purple by him in an instant.

However, Yun He didn't seem to care or struggle, he smiled, and his lips gently recited: "Purple Lotus ......"

The aura purple lotus on his forehead once again glowed with divine brilliance, and his whole body was shrouded in a peaceful purple light.

These purple rays of light were very dazzling to the Holy Emperor at any time.

It's just that the Holy Emperor has regained his strength, and Yunhe is in a state of exhaustion, although the light of the purple lotus makes him uncomfortable, it will not cause him any substantial damage, unless he is close to the purple lotus for too long, it will have an effect.

"Yunhe, Yunhe, you are so stupid, I would have pinched you to death before your light could take effect!" the Holy Emperor sneered, his fingers gradually increasing in strength, and if he continued like this, Yunhe's neck would soon be choked by the Holy Emperor.

Despite this, Yun He did not have the slightest fear on his face, and his beautiful blue eyes were like a pair of brilliant sapphires, and like a clear mirror, clearly reflecting the hideous face of the Holy Emperor.

This is also the kind of look that the Holy Emperor hates the most.