The two-sided formation rose steeply. The moment the expanding light mist met, the golden light turned into a brilliant dragon and let out a long roar, and the blue-black aura suddenly changed into a giant python that was difficult to see, making a terrible hiss and entangled with the dragon, rolling up a monstrous wave of qi. Feng Jiu was in the array, and for the first time, he really felt the fierce horror of the battle between gods and demons. With the change of the formation, the golden dragon flew up and down, and every time it aimed at the giant python, it grabbed and gnawed, but it was quickly dodged. Feng Jiu couldn't help but marvel in her heart that the formation created by the merger of the two devil clans was so treacherous, she didn't dare to be distracted at all, and cautiously urged the spell to guard the west gate of the formation.

Yehua looked coldly at the dragon python who was fighting fiercely in mid-air, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. What the Celestial Clan has done is the Qinglong Formation, which is an improvement of the Emperor's previous formation, and the righteous qi is vast, which can just suppress the cold qi and the turbidity of the demons here. Ordinary aliens would disappear as long as they touched the edge of the formation, and they were powerless to resist. Today, I actually encountered a formation that can compete with it, this giant python against the sky, demonic energy, ghostly energy, revealing a demonic strangeness, with countless formations in his parade book, and I have never seen it.

I had heard that Wu Hao was a formation wizard, but when I saw it today, the rumors were indeed true, Yehua glanced at him from a distance, and appreciated him a little in his heart.

"His Royal Highness the Prince," Su Moye, who was standing not far away and watching the battle, approached Yehua and said: "It is very strange for the minister to look at this giant python array, it has a form but no reality, it hides a spirit in the void, and it is very depleting to be entangled with it. Look for another way to surrender to him. ”

Yehua nodded, "That's what the second prince said. He stared at it for a long time, and said thoughtfully: "This formation seems to be forged with the spirit of a dead soldier. ”

Su Moye was taken aback when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the black-clothed armor soldiers who were casting spells in the array, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that those are all dead soldiers?" Isn't that ...... If the formation is extinguished, the soul will be scattered and there will be no chance of reincarnation? ”

Yehua didn't speak. Yao Yue, who was following Su Moye's side, couldn't help but say, "What a vicious formation." ”

Yehua quietly looked at the dragon python that was fighting, the two sides were currently evenly matched, and neither showed a decline. In the ancient war of gods and demons, there were many terrifying and ferocious formations of the ghosts and demons, but they gradually disappeared. These hundreds of thousands of years have become more and more useless, and Qing Cang also stole the Heavenly Clan's formation map back then to let them take advantage of it. In today's battle, with such ability, Yehua felt that he had finally met a decent opponent, which made him raise some spirit for this battle.

A faint sound of thunder attracted his attention, and at some point, a thick cloud gradually gathered overhead, and a sense of foreboding rose in Yehua's heart.

"General Left Wing," he motioned for a general behind him to step forward and glanced in the direction of Feng Jiu in the array, "If something happens in a while, you will immediately go to the top, and you must not leave any gaps." ”

The general of the left wing gave up his hand and moved to the side of the formation quietly.

Su Moye followed Yehua's gaze and looked at the thick clouds that were gathering more and more above his head, and his handsome eyebrows tightened. The sky was still clear, and although the sun was not warm, at least it was not as cold as the black clouds at the moment. Faintly, he heard the thunder rising, and he probably guessed what the cloud meant. I don't know which unlucky guy actually encountered the heavenly tribulation of ascending immortals on the battlefield, which is really a disaster. Don't let this Heavenly Thunder affect the formation, and then the unlucky one will be the entire Heavenly Clan. Su Moye shook the always graceful jasper cave flute in his hand, and his heart sank secretly.

The thunder is getting louder. The people of the three clans, who had been attracted by the battlefield stalemate, were all looking distracted at the ominous black cloud above their heads at this moment. Everyone scolded their mother in their hearts, which unlucky ghost made God treat him like this, and he was tired and everyone was unlucky, if this unsympathetic thunder was not split with long eyes, then everyone had to finish playing today.

For a while, everyone in the Celestial Clan was the most frightened, after all, the Heavenly Thunder was coming at them, and if it fell like this, it would be ruined. The formation spawned by the instability of the people's hearts shows the image of instability. Yehua said in a low voice, raised his sword to the sky, and a golden light began to merge into the formation from the tip of the sword, stabilizing the qi veins. The golden dragon roared in the air, resounding for thousands of miles, and the ground under the feet of the earthquake shook with it. Suddenly, a burst of heavenly Buddha sounds that seemed to come from ancient times came from far and near, and seemed to be nothing to envelop the earth.

The left-wing general, who was standing on the side of the formation and was ready to deal with the sudden situation, instantly entered the formation to replace the young general who was standing here to cast spells, and the young general was vigorously led to jump up in the air, and as soon as he came out of the formation, he was wrapped in a purple cloud floating from nowhere, and there was a golden swaska-shaped soul lock that was particularly strong at a glance. Everyone's eyes were attracted, wondering if this was the unlucky guy, but it seemed that he hadn't been unlucky enough to get home, and there were still people casting spells to protect him.

The thunder grew louder and louder. The accumulated power made the vast majority of the demons and people in the ghost clan who had never seen the Heavenly Tribulation of the Ascending Immortal Immortal inexplicably chilled. As the thunder was heavy, the sound of the Buddha became clearer, and the light of the soul lock became more and more dazzling. On the battlefield, there is no shouting and fighting, only the roaring thunder and the continuous sound of Buddha.

The first heavenly thunder slashed straight towards the enchantment of the soul suppression lock, and the heavens and the earth changed color. The purple smoke cloud inside the lock did not change in any way, and the green smoke was thick and peaceful.

The second way, the thunder shook the sky, and Yehua saw that the purple clouds shook slightly.

When the third heavenly thunder fell on the enchantment, the momentum of Wan Jun made the hearts of everyone present shake fiercely. The dragon python that was originally glued to it had already died down, and the confrontation did not make a sound. The black clouds opened suddenly, the soul was locked, the purple clouds and mist dispersed, and a long figure in purple clothes and silver hair appeared in mid-air, and a bright woman in white armor lay in her arms.

Yehua arched his hand to the sky and said respectfully: "See the emperor." Seeing this, Nie Chuyin and Wu Hao glanced at each other, and hurriedly jumped off their mounts to lead everyone to bow down in unison.

Donghua didn't pay attention to them, just lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms seriously. Although he was still a little weak at this moment, the primordial spirit had flashed silver light, and this tribulation was over. He put his heart at ease, raised his hand and patted her on the head, and asked softly in her favorite deep voice, "Are you alright?" Feng Jiu raised her reddish cheeks, looking at the emperor's affectionate eyes that could pinch out water, the flush on her face deepened again, she let out a timid "um", and she didn't even have the courage to look around.

Today is really a long face to grandma's house, and it is just a catastrophe on the battlefield, but Donghua also protected her in the public, and now her name as the Qingqiu female monarch is bound to resound outside, and everyone knows it. Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but feel a faint sadness in her heart, and she buried her head even lower.

After making sure that she was just blushing because of shyness, Donghua grabbed her and turned around, glanced at the fragrant sapling kneeling on the ground, and said inexplicably in his tone: "What are you doing kneeling?" Benjun just passed by here to have a catastrophe with his wife. He waved his hand slightly, "Get up, you go on." "After that, he pulled Feng Jiu up and escaped with the immortals.

The people kneeling below, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are dazed, and they don't dare to move. Only the crown prince Yehua got up neatly and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing in a daze, isn't the battle not over yet." With a sweep of his eyes, everyone of the Heavenly Clan hurriedly got up, and with the finger of his sword, he used the immortal method to urge the dragon array.

At this moment, Nie Chuyin was completely messy. If you want to say that the emperor came to the battlefield to save his wife, he figured it out, and he still remembers how to protect Feng Jiu and make a move for her back then. But it is impossible for the emperor to come here today and not know that the cause of the war between the three clans is Zhu Yanding, since he knows that he left without saying a word, could it be that there is some mystery hidden in this? He felt his brain jump suddenly, and it hurt suddenly, rubbed the soup woman in his hand, looked at Wu Hao, and was about to ask him what he thought about it, but saw Wu Hao's gaze cross him and nail it in a certain direction behind him.

At this time, in the wilderness, Nie Chuyin was not the only one who was messy and confused.

Feng Jiu remembered that at that time, she was working hard in the formation to control the golden dragon of the sky, and the ghostly giant python was happily entangled, and the golden dragon's magnificence made her follow the pride. These days, Donghua has really grown a lot, and she has always been able to control such a huge formation that consumes immortal power, although it is not her credit alone, but with her age and cultivation, it is not easy to hold on for so long and continue to persevere. She was a little pleased. But just when her happy mood continued to rise and had not yet reached its peak, Feng Jiu, who was bent on casting spells and did not pay attention to the changes around her, was dragged up by a powerful volley from nowhere, and then a purple mist drifting from nowhere surrounded her, and then a familiar burst of white sandalwood tightly imprisoned her in her arms.

Feng Jiu was suddenly a little confused, which one is this singing?

Until the first deafening lightning bolt fell above her head, she was instantly awakened by this huge sound, and after a stirring, Donghua's calm voice sounded in her ears, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Feng Jiu grabbed Donghua's shirt and pushed it his chest, "You let go of me, this is my catastrophe, don't block it for me!" Donghua wrapped his arms around her without the slightest intention of letting go, but continued to whisper in his ear: "Be nice." ”

"I don't want it!" Feng Jiu stubbornly shouted loudly: "Donghua, let go of me, I can!" ”

Before the words fell, the second heavenly thunder slammed steadily on Donghua's body, and she felt his body tremble slightly.

"Donghua," Feng Jiu begged with a crying voice: "Don't block it for me, don't block it, I'm fine, I can, you're like this, I hurt ...... more" She pushed Donghua uneasily, tears broke down, but no matter what, she couldn't break free from her arms. In her teary eyes, she didn't see a satisfied smile on her lips, Donghua hugged her arm tightly, and continued to say in her ear: "Don't move, the more you move, the more it hurts." There was a hint of weakness in his tone, and before he could catch his breath, he took the third heavenly thunder stubbornly.

Feng Jiu cried even more. She didn't dare to make a sound, let alone exert force, but her shoulders trembled and she shrank into his arms. She knew the power of the Heavenly Thunder, and she even knew that if someone else took it on her behalf, the accumulated power of the Heavenly Thunder would increase with the cultivation of the mana of the substitute recipient.

She knew Donghua's heart to protect her, and she thought that this ascending catastrophe would be at least another twenty or thirty thousand years, and it would only come when she was bigger and more resistant to splitting, but she didn't want her to become the youngest immortal in Qingqiu. Now I understand why Donghua is so interested these days, and he spares no effort to help her cultivate, because he has already calculated this day and is prepared.