"You disobey the master and take refuge in the traitorous minister, you deserve to die!"

"You violated the teacher's training and became a dog for the national teacher, I don't have a junior brother like you??"

Baili Wenjue angrily reprimanded Sima Zhuliang.

Boom, click!

The third thunderbolt came.

However, at this time, Qin Chuge activated the Chaos River Diagram.

His chest shone with bright starlight, directly overshadowing the vast Holy Thunder.

So, the third holy thunder fell on him.

Boom!

In an instant, the terrifying power of the Holy Thunder swept through Qin Chuge, knocking it down.

"Xiao Qin??"

Baili Wenjue was distressed.

Lu Que took a step forward and flew straight in the direction where Qin Chuge fell.

"You guys, you're all crazy!"

Sima Zhuliang was stunned, where did he think that Qin Chuge would dare to fight against Shenglei?

Baili Wenjue is crazy, Qin Chuge is even crazier than him!

Sima Zhuliang sincerely regretted coming to this island.

"Go on!"

Who would have thought that Qin Chuge didn't wait for his body to fall to the ground, he turned over suddenly, and resolutely rushed into the air.

Click!

The fourth thunderbolt slashed down without warning.

Qin Chuge puffed up his chest and faced it proudly.

The power of Thunderball instantly slammed into the whole body.

The Chaos River Diagram on his chest exploded with monstrous starlight to greet the Holy Thunder Vision.

This time, Qin Chuge was not shot down by the Holy Thunder.

He's standing firm!

"This??"

Lu Que, who was rushing wildly, stopped.

His eyes were filled with surprise and anticipation.

Is this an opportunity?

Can Qin Chuge really help Baili Wenjue resist the Holy Thunder?

The holy thunder just now did not defeat Qin Chuge, and he carried it down stubbornly.

This inevitably made Lu Que look forward to it.

"Damn, I really carried it!"

Sima Zhuliang was stunned.

Qin Chuge's approach is no less than asking for his own death.

A low-grade princely realm cultivator, no matter how demonic you are, you will not be able to reach the strength of the high-grade princely true self realm after all.

With such cultivation to fight against the Holy Thunder, I am afraid that the entire Upper Wilderness Prefecture will not be able to find one.

Qin Chuge dared and did it without hesitation.

Crucially, he succeeded.

Even though he carried down two holy thunders, he had already created a miracle.

Baili Wenjue looked at this scene and burst into tears.

Although he had heard of Qin Chuge more than once in recent days, the time he really spent together was very short.

Only one morning.

And on this morning, Qin Chuge did not hesitate to resist the holy thunder for him.

How could Baili Wenjue not be moved!

Click!

In Baili Wenjue's emotion, the fifth holy thunder smashed down violently.

Compared to the previous four, the fifth is even more terrifying.

Qin Chuge used the Chaos River Diagram to fight against the Holy Thunder, and it was not he who forcibly broke the Saint.

Although he is not a living person, he is also spiritual.

It roared angrily and pounced on Qin Chuge.

Thundered......

The fifth holy thunder completely exploded in Qin Chuge's chest.

He could clearly sense the power of this holy thunder roaring rage.

Thunderball is not to be underestimated, and the power of the vision element has always been the power that monks crave, and it is also the power that makes them fear.

"Come again!"

Facing the angry roaring Holy Thunder, Qin Chuge forged ahead.

The fifth holy thunder gradually dimmed in the bright starlight.

"Resisted again?"

"This horseback is not scientific!"

Sima Zhuliang's eyes almost flew out.

The fifth path was carried on, and there were still four holy thunders left.

Once Qin Chuge resisted them all, Baili Wenjue could become a saint realm powerhouse.

At that time, Sima Zhuliang was not a fart in front of Baili Wenjue.

Baili Wenjue can slap Sima Zhuliang to death.

Thinking of this, Sima Zhuliang only felt a chill in his neck.

But the only reason was telling him.

Qin Chuge couldn't have succeeded!

Thundered!

The sixth holy thunder followed.

Qin Chuge stood proudly, facing it calmly with an indifferent expression.

He was immensely confident in the Chaos River Diagram.

Known as the password of the universe, how could a mere holy thunder not be able to bear it?

Boom!

The sixth holy thunder swarmed.

Qin Chuge held his head high and resisted resolutely.

The light of the thunderbolt pierced through his body, carrying with it the terrifying elemental power of vision.

However, it did not fall on Baili Wenjue.

This means that the sixth holy thunder has also resisted.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can resist the remaining three holy thunders."

Sima Zhuliang roared angrily.

However, when his words landed, Baili Wenjue's body throbbed strongly.

The Holy Thunder had already fallen into the Six Paths, and it was impossible for Baili Wenjue, who had forcibly broken the Saint, not to react.

Originally, if there was no Qin Chuge to resist the holy thunder, according to the normal progress of breaking the saint.

As long as Baili Wenjue has enough holy weapons, when these holy thunders are completely formed, the nine divine apertures in his body will react one by one.

The Nine Divine Senses are the Nine Paths of Life.

At this time, Baili Wenjue already had six orifices that began to throb.

However, Baili Wenjue was entangled.

He deeply understood that the opportunity to break the saint was in front of him.

As long as Qin Chuge can resist the remaining three holy thunders, Baili Wenjue can break through the shackles and enter the saint realm in one fell swoop.

The reason why he was entangled was because he was worried that Qin Chuge would be hit hard because of his fight against Saint Lei.

In exchange for the saint realm at such a price, it is not Baili Wenjue's wish.

What's more, he had already made plans to die with Sima Zhuliang.

Boom Boom!

Click!

Baili Wenjue was entangled, but Shenglei had never had the habit of hesitating.

The seventh holy thunder slammed down.

Sima Zhuliang held his breath, expecting this holy thunder to blast Qin Chuge into slag.

Lu Que and Baili Wenjue were also nervous.

Seven is coming, is nine still far away?

If this path can still be resisted, Baili Wenjue's path to breaking the sainthood will have a seventy percent success rate.

As for those monks who break the sainthood, a 50 percent success rate is enough to give it a go.

The atmosphere was quite tense.

Qin Chuge above the sky also understood.

Once something starts, there is no way back.

Boom!

The terrifying power of the Holy Thunder struck Qin Chuge again.

Instead of flinching, he took a step closer to the top.

After this step, the seventh holy thunder resisted.

Qin Chuge's chest was cracked, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, the Chaos River Diagram's self-healing ability is extremely strong.

It is equivalent to saying that Qin Chuge's upper body was blasted open by the Holy Thunder again and again, and then healed again and again.

This process is very painful!

The wounds that were still being repaired were blown up again and again.

The old wounds have not had time to heal completely, and new wounds have been added.

Qin Chuge has always had a feeling that this body is no longer his.

He was numb from pain, and he was unconscious from pain.

"The seventh holy thunder has even been carried by it, it's too much of a demon!"

Sima Zhuliang couldn't help himself anymore.

What makes him even more jealous is still to come.

Once Qin Chuge resisted the last two holy thunders, Baili Wenjue immediately turned into a saint realm powerhouse.

Looking at the current posture, Qin Chuge is invincible, and he has a strong self-confidence to carry it to the end.

"No, no, no, I have to kill Baili Wenjue."

Sima Zhuliang's murderous intent never disappeared.

He let out a loud shout, and he was resolute, directly breaking through the lock-word divine text released by Baili Wenjue.

Baili Wenjue was slacking off because of the throbbing of his body, and Sima Zhuliang's impact easily shattered Shenwen.

"Goodbye, senior brother, you can't become a saint, because Lao Tzu doesn't agree!"

Sima Zhuliang showed his hideous face.