As soon as Chibo's shouting and killing sound fell, terrifying spiritual power fluctuations erupted from Chibo's fists and claws, surging towards the Sanmiao woman.

Not only the terrifying spiritual power, but Mu Jinglu also felt the Heavenly Dao rules that Taishan pressed on the top of the mountain from Chibo's fist, and he didn't know what attribute it was.

The cold fist was not only terrifying, but also a surging wind. The appearance of Gangfeng shattered the air around Chibo's fist, and it was blurred.

The strangest thing that makes Mujing Road the most strange thing is that such a terrifying fist did not cause a spatial crack, not to mention, the space around the fist has a tendency to solidify, and it seems to be more and more stable.

"The Gu of Jiuli, the immortal god of the Emperor. The Sanmiao woman did not give up, and when her fist was about to smash on herself, she sacrificed a huge lump of flesh like a cicada chrysalis to block the woman's face.

said that it was too late, and Chibo's fist had already smashed the meat lump. After the fist made contact with the head group, it didn't make any sound, and when the lump of flesh was halfway down, Chibo's fist had already stopped.

Just when everyone thought that Chibo's earth-shattering punch was over like this, the situation changed again.

There was a loud bang, and from the place where Chibo's fist and the meat lump touched, a fierce spiritual power fluctuation erupted. Driven by this fluctuation of spiritual power, the aura on the top of Luofu Mountain, which had already been quiet, also spread wildly to all around.

The monks who were far away didn't expect that Chibo's seemingly simple punch would actually be able to make such a terrifying shock. The unsuspecting monks were lifted high by the sudden aura shock, and then smashed on the ground.

Even the cultivation of the green rank and even the blue rank was forced to retreat frantically by this ferocious shock.

Boom! The huge sound spread to all corners of Luofu Mountain, and the entire Luofu Mountain was also shaken by this shock.

"Die!" "Roar!"

Qiu Bojian and Chi Bo shouted almost at the same time, and after the roar, a brighter and brighter aura appeared from Chi Bo's fist, illuminating every corner of Luofu Mountain.

"Jiuli Gu, devour the sky!Kill!" In the spiritual light, the coquettish shout of the Sanmiao woman suddenly sounded, and an inky black light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the Sanmiao woman.

Chibo's fist was on the light curtain sacrificed by the Sanmiao woman, and he couldn't enter an inch. The corners of the woman's mouth kept oozing blood, and the brocade embroidery on her chest was also dyed red by the blood she dripped down.

The Sanmiao woman's face was a little pale, but the anger and murderous aura in her eyes made Mu Jinglu feel terrified.

The level of cultivation, the degree of comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, will not change in any way because of a person's emotions. Under Chibo's ferocious fist, cracks began to slowly appear on the light curtain of the Sanmiao woman.

"Hehe, the old man's 'Jiuli pot', you female doll want to interfere?" Qiu Bojian looked at the Sanmiao woman behind the light curtain fiercely, and said fiercely: "A woman who is a half-step Daozun, if you let the old man refine it into a puppet... Hey, hey!"

Qiu Bojian said, and the spiritual power in his body turned around, and it poured madly into Chibo's body under his feet. With the influx of Qiu Bojian's spiritual power, Chi Bo roared, and the fist above the light curtain became more and more erect.

With Chibo's afterburner, the cracks on the light curtain that wrapped the Sanmiao woman became more and more obvious, and slowly began to make a clanging sound and shattered.

The Sanmiao woman looked at the light curtain she had sacrificed with some despair, and panicked emotions began to appear in her eyes.

Just when the light curtain of the Sanmiao woman was about to be blasted open by Chibo, not far from Qiu Bojian and the Sanmiao woman, a terrifying coercion suddenly erupted.

"Drink!" the roar of excitement when breaking through the shackles rolled away on Luofu Mountain.

After the roar, a figure suddenly bounced up from the ground, and its body was covered in raging purple flames. The man in the flames, his eyes closed, his arms wide open, and his face full of enjoyment.

The moment the man appeared, countless black clouds suddenly gathered in the air. The gathering of black clouds is only in the blink of an eye, and after the black clouds gather, countless thunderbolts continue to flash in the black clouds.

The sudden change scared Qiu Bojian half to death, not only Qiu Bojian, but even Chi Bo, who was more than ten feet below Qiu Bojian, turned around and looked at the air with a frightened face. When Qiu Bojian saw the terrifying Heavenly Dao coercion in mid-air, Qiu Bojian raised his right hand tremblingly, pointed at the clouds in mid-air, and roared with a frightened face: "Nine... Nine days... Nine Heavens Punishment Thunder Tribulation!"

As if to confirm Qiu Bojian's exclamation, above the sky, there was a sudden crackling loud bang, and a purple thunderbolt slashed out from the clouds, and slammed into the man floating in the sky, that is, the 'Wuzun' Yingwu who had been half-kneeling on the ground before.

The breathtaking thunderstorm made the entire peak of Luofu Mountain reveal a strong atmosphere of death.

After the first thunderbolt fell, it woke up the terrified Qiu Bojian. Qiu Bojian, who woke up in shock, didn't say a word, turned around and withdrew dozens of zhang, leaving the range of the clouds, and didn't even care about the Sanmiao woman who was about to be killed by himself and the 'Jiuli Pot' in mid-air.

Although the Sanmiao woman was seriously injured, she was not immobilized by Qiu Bojian, her figure flashed, and in the opposite direction, she quickly left the range shrouded by the clouds.

Yingwu's 'Nine Days Punishment Thunder Tribulation' seems a little strange. After the first tribulation thunder slashed down, the tribulation cloud did not take much time to brew, and then the three tribulation thunderbolts slashed down.

After the three tribulation thunders, only one breath passed, and the five tribulation thunders slashed down at the same time.

"Senior Du, the 'Nine Days Punishment Thunder Tribulation' is all singular?"

"Hmm!" The shock in Du Ziren's expression had not yet subsided, and he looked at Yingwu in mid-air in amazement and said: "One, three, five, nine, and so on, until the last seventeen tribulation thunders, a total of ninety-nine eighty-one." ”

"But as far as the old man knows, the description of the 'Nine Days Punishment Thunder Tribulation' in all the classics doesn't seem to be so terrifying and so urgent. Du Ziren also said with a puzzled face: "If you are in such a hurry all the time, even if it is Yingwu, I'm afraid..."

Pastoral Road nodded approvingly.

Although Mu Jinglu didn't know how terrifying the 'Nine Heavens Punishment Thunder Tribulation' was, with such a continuous bombardment, even if the ancient immortal gods came, I am afraid they would have to kneel here.

It's just that what the pastoral path and the scattered cultivators didn't expect was that the interval between the thunderstorms not only did not lengthen, but became faster and faster.

It wasn't until the penultimate round of fifteen tribulation thunders that the tribulation clouds seemed to be tired, so they stopped.

Mu Jinglu swallowed his saliva fiercely, looking at Yingwu, who had not yet been split into slag by the thunder, and admired it in his heart. However, the thunderstorm did not stop for long, and it was only about three or five breaths, and the clouds in the sky gathered more and more with the momentum of lightning.

Feeling the horror that seemed to be collapsing as if the sky was about to collapse, the soft legs of the pasture path could no longer hold on, and simply crawled directly to the ground.

Li Xiaobai, Du Xiaofu and others couldn't hold on for a long time, and when they saw that the pastoral path was so shamelessly climbing, Zhong Liquan and the others simply climbed down.

At the moment when everyone climbed down, the clouds in the sky moved.

The clouds kept rolling, and one after another thunderbolts appeared quickly, and the thunderbolts that appeared did not directly chop down, but shone with terrifying thunder, residing on the clouds.

"One, two, three... Thirty-one, goo-dong, thirty... Thirty-two!" the pastoral path counted the thunderstorms that resided above the clouds, and kept swallowing saliva. In Mu Jinglu's opinion, he had already guessed what this tribulation cloud was going to do, that is, to tilt down the last two batches of tribulation mines.

"No... Impossible..."

Dong Di looked at the clouds in the air with a frightened face, and couldn't help but take two steps back slightly. It's not just the pastoral road and others who are frightened and shocked. The same was true for the other monks, the only difference was that only the dozen or so people who won looked at Yingwu with worried and excited faces.

If Yingwu breaks through, it will be the first purple-level Dao Venerable after the aura above Kyushu recovers. With the existence of Daozun, even if the overall strength of the Emperor Gate is much stronger than that of the winner, the winner can also use the force of Yingwu to destroy the Emperor Gate.

What's more, above Yingwu's head, there is also the 'Jiuli Pot' that seems to be watching a play. After Yingwu broke through, the so-called Qiu Bojian was naturally not Yingwu's opponent, and the 'Jiuli Pot' naturally became the winner's bag.

Under the interweaving of the various moods of the monks, the thirty-two thunderbolts finally launched a bombardment on Yingwu. The sound of thirty-two tribulation thunders is no longer like thunder and lightning at all. The thunderbolts converged together, forming a thunderbolt monster beast that looked like a dragon and a non-dragon, roaring and rushing towards Yingwu.

"Hahaha..."Yingwu finally spoke. Yingwu laughed frantically, did not take out any magic weapons, held his hands high as if they had been split into black charcoal, and roared loudly: "Come on! Let the deity see how terrifying this so-called Heavenly Dao is." Hahaha..."

Yingwu's laughter seemed to make the clouds extremely angry. Even if there was no longer the existence of the thunderstorm, there was a loud rumbling sound from the clouds, as if it was angrily warning Yingwu.

The strange sound in the clouds shook the tens of thousands of monks on Luofu Mountain to the point of dizziness, even the blue-rank and blue-rank monks, under the abnormal noise, their brows were furrowed, and their spiritual power kept running.

But Yingwu was unmoved, and violently withdrew his raised hands and hugged them to his chest. When the dragon-like thunderstorm was about to arrive in front of Yingwu, he stretched out his fist frantically against the terrifying thunder.

"Kill!"

With a roar from Yingwu, the thunder rushed over Yingwu's body like a torrent.