"Boom-"

"Bang-"

The light mask made another loud noise under the impact of thunder, and then it was blasted to smithereens like a fragile mirror, turning into stars and dissipating into the air.

Such a fierce collision caused the qi and blood in Kongli's chest to surge, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged up to his throat, but he swallowed it alive.

However, what people didn't expect was that these thunderbolts dissipated under the resistance of the empty mana shield, and at the moment when they dissipated, countless thunder arcs poured down in the middle of the dark clouds in the air, like a torrential rain formed by thunder, as if they had to turn all the areas under the entire dark clouds into a thunder pool surrounded by electric light.

The empty centrifugal head tightened, and hurriedly tried to cast a spell to build a mana light shield to protect Qing Ci, but when he raised his hand, he suddenly heard a low dragon groan faintly in his ears.

Empty and followed the prestige, only to find that the solemn figure near the altar had disappeared, replaced by a huge green dragon floating in the air, with a blue scaly face.

This is the solemn Qinglong true body.

From the outside, there is almost no difference between the solemn Qinglong true body and Qingci's, except for the pair of dragon horns on the top of the head, which is a clear sign that the dragon clan will have after surviving the tribulation of the horned dragon.

Qing Ci, who was surrounded by ice lotus flowers, had been slumped in the center of the altar formation in a vague posture that was difficult to identify, because his eyes could not see, he could only hear the sound of lightning and thunder coming from the sky far above him.

He was waiting, like a prisoner sentenced to death waiting for the order of the prisoner on the court field, waiting for the executioner to raise his knife and put an end to it completely.

I have to admit that this taste of waiting is really full of despair, and there is a feeling of being pressed on the chopping block of fate and let God fish meat.

Qing Ci didn't want to be a mermaid, he had worked so hard with Cang Yu to improve his strength, just to become a strong man, a strong man who could stand at the peak of the Three Realms like Cang Yu, only then could he control his own destiny and protect everything he wanted to protect.

But now? He even moved his fingers in luxury. He could only try his best to use the little mana that was temporarily generated by the empty elixir in his body, and protect his heart and soul as much as possible.

However, Qing Ci's heart knew very well that such a faint trace of mana actually had no effect at all, he didn't know how terrifying the thunder above his head was, but he knew that with his current situation of hanging on to the elixir, a slight thunderbolt might kill him.

Yan Zheng and Kong Li helped him resist two lightning attacks one after another, and the time between them was only a few snaps of a finger, and Qing Ci only felt that there were explosions one after another all around, as if autumn was going to winter, and it was long and boundless.

He didn't hear the dull sound of the dragon's groan when Yan Zheng restored the true body of the green dragon, because the violent sound before had paralyzed his hearing, and the shaking of the ground affected the ice lotus around him, and the pain in his heart almost made him faint.

A hurricane hit around him, blowing off many ice lotus petals, Qing Ci only felt that his body seemed to be clanging, and he seemed to have a very vague judgment of the sound, but at this moment he seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing out of his body again.

That hurricane was the solemn Qinglong True Body flying into the sky above Qingci at a speed faster than the thunder that fell, and he wanted to use his body to block all the thunder for his son.

The body of the dragon clan is strong, and Yan Zheng, as the king of the green dragon, has gone through several heavenly tribulations, and his true body of the green dragon is even more invasive.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and Yan Zheng understands in his heart that in the face of Qingci's heavenly tribulation, the strong body he is proud of is just a lump of soft mud.

The catastrophe of the horned dragon is indeed more violent than the other, but there is always a limit to the fierceness, and there is always a progressive process. However, Yan Zheng found that Qingci's Horned Dragon Tribulation seemed to have no limit at all, and each of them was trying to take the poor child's life in the most vicious and fierce way.

Under the invasion of karmic fire and ice falls, Qing Ci was lucky to leave a breath, so this thunder was like the mastermind behind the failure of the first two missions, and he decided to go out in person in anger, just to solve Qing Ci's life as quickly as possible.

Yan Zheng couldn't control too much, seeing that the thunder waterfall was pouring down like a torrential rain, it was about to fall on his son, he had to go up, and he had to go up. As for how much he can resist and how long he can resist, that is no longer something he can control.

Crackle –

Smack-

Bang –

The sound of thunder and lightning intertwining and the sound of gold and stone crashing instantly echoed throughout the Shark Palace, and the solemn and huge Qinglong True Body hovered directly above Qing Ci, catching all the dense thunder arcs that fell from the sky with his own body.

Kong Li and Ti Zhen stared at this scene in mid-air with wide eyes in astonishment, they only saw that the huge dragon-type beast collided with the Thunder Waterfall, and countless sparks glowing with dazzling blue light exploded from the dragon scales of the green dragon. And the head of the green dragon was slightly raised, and the dragon's mouth was wide open, as if it had to let out a deep groan because of pain.

However, the sound of the thunder and lightning colliding with Yan Zheng's hard dragon scales was so loud that they could only see Yan Zheng open his mouth, but they couldn't hear a single sound from him.

Qing Ci only felt that his brain was about to be blown open by this terrifying loud noise, he didn't know what was going on above his head, according to his guess, maybe Kong Li and Ti Zhen were casting spells to defend him against the thunder that might kill him at any time.

He should have been grateful for the fact that someone was not afraid to be contaminated with his karma and provided the greatest help to his heavenly calamity, but for some reason, when the noisy and deafening sound of the gold stone crashing came, his trance-like consciousness suddenly woke up.

He felt the sound in his heart repulsing the sound, and the sound made him feel bored, and he only wished that he could not roar and let Kong Li and Ti Zhen stop, and let the damn thunder fall on him like this.

Unfortunately, he could not make a sound, and even if he could, no one could hear it in the thunderous altar.

The loud noise continued, and in the light and darkness of the electric light, Kong Li and Ti Zhen saw that many dragon scales on Yan Zheng's body had begun to shatter, and then there was an unbelievable liquid spilling out from the shattered part of the dragon scales.

Light and color confuse their vision, but they can't confuse their judgment—it's pure blood. His formidable Blue Dragon True Body began to show signs of collapse under such a violent thunderbolt attack.

Looking at this scene from afar, his fists clenched tightly, almost tearing out his palms.

He could feel that Yan Zheng would soon be unable to hold on, but the thunder arc in the sky did not reveal a trace of stopping, and it seemed that if he did not bombard the two green dragons, one big and one small, into slag, this catastrophe would never stop.

Tick –

Under the violent roar, it seemed that a drop of water had fallen and dripped on a certain ice lotus flower on Qing Ci's body.

Such a subtle movement could not have alarmed anyone at this moment, but Qing Ci seemed to hear it, and heard the sound of a drop of water falling on him.

Tick –

Another drop of water fell, once again touching the ice lotus on Qing Ci's body.

Immediately after that, the third, fourth, fifth......

Qing Ci's heart, which was so faint that he couldn't feel the movement, suddenly contracted, and then began to beat frantically, the sound of this small drop of water making him feel extremely uneasy and panicked, a torment that was even more unbearable than when he was powerless to wait for death to come.

A loud "boom" suddenly came, and Qing Ci suddenly felt that something behemoth had fallen beside him, and the ground shook again.

The falling thing was really large, as if it had firmly surrounded his position, and he felt a very suppressed and painful but weak gasp sound coming from the side of his head.

However, when he was not allowed to think more, a sharp pain suddenly spread throughout his body from his Heavenly Spirit Gai, and he didn't even shout, and he lost all the ability to think.

All this came so suddenly, so suddenly that even Kong Li and Ti Zhen, who had been watching from the sidelines, didn't react to what was going on.

They saw that the solemn Qinglong True Body began to crack under the attack of the endless thunder waterfalls, and blood and water continued to overflow from the broken dragon scales on his body, and then drip down, some on the ground, and some on Qing Ci and the ice lotus around him.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder arc seemed to gradually become a little thinner, and they thought that Yan Zheng would hold on to the end like this, until the last thunder arc fell on him, until the dark clouds in the sky all dispersed.

As a result, I saw that the huge body of the green dragon was like a boulder that had lost its supporting power, and it fell from the sky and fell on the altar.

And the thunder arc that had become sparse suddenly gathered into a beam of thunder at the moment when Yan Zhengzhen's body fell to the ground, and the speed between the front and back was just a thought, and it fell straight down and slashed on Qing Ci's body. And the position in the split...... If they remember correctly, it was where Qingci's head was.

"Dragon King, Qing Ci ......" Kongli was dumbfounded, opened his mouth but only let out an extremely hoarse call.

Ti Zhen stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his brain was like a green word that had just been struck by thunder, and he instantly lost the ability to think, just staring into the distance with his eyes wide open.

After a long silence, a woman's earth-shattering cry suddenly erupted from the altar: "Ah Qi————!"