The onlookers of the Demon Sect cultivators saw a black flame suddenly emerge from the palace, and they could only hear the sound of crackling fire.

"Ahh A terrible scream was heard.

"What kind of fire is this, how can it not be extinguished, it hurts to burn on the body......"

A few fire men ran out of the palace, and the burning appearance looked particularly terrifying, and the demon cultivators under him retreated.

Zhong Ziyan was taken aback, and couldn't help but say: "Fairy Qionghua's cultivation is so profound, I'm afraid no one can stop her......"

"Humph!" A demon cultivator opened his mouth and sneered: "The old man is going to meet her!" ”

A few demon cultivators who had reached the Jindan stage sacrificed magic weapons full of death and attacked the palace again.

At the same time—

"Boom!"

With a deafening sound, purple thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket slashed down!

It's a sound that scares from the heart.

The thunder tribulation slammed into the beautiful woman with her eyes closed, instantly splitting her beautiful hairstyle apart.

The woman's supple black hair was scattered behind her back, and a trace of blood flowed from her lips.

Zhong Ziyan, who was watching from afar, had her eyes flickering slightly.

She originally thought that these demon cultivators' attacks would not work on Fairy Qionghua, but it seemed that they still had some effect.

Fusang was indeed a little unstable and slightly injured.

Thunder Tribulation is something that every cultivator must experience, and no one can be promoted unharmed.

Powder Zero Zero has been guarding Fu Sang's side, spitting out terrifying black flames that are enough to burn air, burning to death one demon cultivator after another.

The last thunderstorm came.

"Boom!"

Only this thunder tribulation is missing, as long as he carries it, Fusang can successfully promote to the Convergence Period.

Zhong Ziyan stared at the beautiful woman sitting upright.

As the last thunderstorm fell, the extremely luxurious huge palace finally collapsed after it could not bear it.

The air was filled with a thick layer of smoke that enveloped all the surrounding scenes, making it impossible to see what was going on.

There was no sound from the palace for a long time.

Zhong Ziyan showed a smile on her face that she couldn't hide, and she almost laughed proudly.

Then.

A slender figure swept through the air, its speed extremely fast, leaving a terrifying coercion in the air.

Su Rongjin rushed into the smoke, his eyes glancing sharply.

"Demon, Demon Venerable...... Your Excellency......" shouted the demon cultivator, who was lying dying in the ruins.

Su Rongjin's handsome and abnormal face was shrouded in a rich haze, and he directly slashed over with one palm, killing him in an instant.

"Master."

As soon as he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse.

There was only his voice in the vast space, and there was no response from any woman.

Su Rongjin continued to walk inside, and her heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the lake, cold and suffocating.

"Master, where are you?"

Even if he dies, he will see the corpse!

Su Rongjin wanted to use his strength to knock these ruins away, but he was afraid of hitting Fusang in these ruins.

He could only suppress his anxious mood and look for it little by little.

"Master, you ...... back"

"Master, the apprentice has come to save you......"

In the distance, in the ruins, there was a touch of pale blue cloth.

Shu Rongjin rushed over, knelt down regardless of the image, reached out and grabbed the heavy stone, and dug it with both hands.

"Master......" His voice suppressed remorse and pain, mixed with vulnerability.

Su Rongjin's hands dug out blood, leaving blood stains on the stones.

"Ahem~"

From the other side came the sound of coughing.

Fusang looked at the man who looked like two fools digging stones with his hands, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

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