Again, the clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and a continuous rumbling sound came from the depths of the clouds. Han Bing's body took a leap, came to three feet in front of Qing Ling, and stared up at the clouds.

At one moment, directly overhead, the clouds trembled, and in the blink of an eye, a vortex formed. As soon as the whirlpool appeared, it quickly expanded in all directions, with the center of the whirlpool as the center of the circle, and the clouds began to flow rhythmically.

Han Bing's heart shook, this scale of the Heavenly Tribulation made him hesitate a little, and his right hand trembled slightly on the Soul Devouring Staff.

It wasn't until a full hour later that the whirlpool stopped expanding, and by this time, the entire whirlpool had reached a radius of thousands of feet.

In the very center of the whirlpool, the originally black eye of the whirlpool suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the light flashed and disappeared. When the light dissipated, the center of the vortex was suddenly stained green.

The moment Han Bing saw this touch of green, the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply. Sure enough, it's green, representing the green clouds of the deity!

Although Han Bing had to be prepared in his heart, when he really faced the reality, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Qingling turned into a respect. The strength is once again one level higher than himself.

Behind Han Bing, Qing Ling slammed on the ground, and her body shot out like an arrow. Han Bing hurriedly rushed to her side, looked at the other party with complicated eyes, and said:

"I'll help you fend off the first few waves. ”

"No, I don't have to. Although Qingling's face was equally solemn, her tone was resolute with a hint of disdain. The catastrophe that Huazun broke through was not something that Han Bing in the Holy Transformation Period could resist.

At this moment, almost the entire sky has been rendered in green. A huge coercion poured down. On the ground, countless low-level native cultivators were huddled on the ground, and the spiritual power and cultivation in their bodies were completely suppressed.

For these native monks, the deity is a supreme realm that they have never even dreamed of.

"The catastrophe has come down!" On the top of the mountain, Liu Yue stared blankly at the sky and muttered. In her shocked gaze, a green lightning bolt rushed out from the center of the whirlpool, and its target was none other than the Qingling who was waiting below.

The lightning speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of ten thousand feet, Han Bing held the Soul Devouring Staff tightly with both hands, and the moment the lightning approached, his body catapulted out, and in the stunned eyes of everyone below, he rushed straight towards the lightning.

"What does Han Zong do?" someone exclaimed.

"It's obviously the queen who is in the crossing, how can Sect Master Han catch up?"

"Master!" Liu Yue shouted in a lost voice, but the lightning was so loud that it was impossible for Han Bing to hear it. In Liu Yue's frightened gaze, the Soul Devouring Staff in Han Bing's hand was the first to come into contact with lightning, and the next moment, the power of lightning poured down.

There was a crisp snap, Han Bing only felt a sharp pain all over his body, one breath, two breaths, he couldn't hold on anymore, screamed, and his body ejected like a cannonball.

With a bang, Han Bing fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Master, how are you?" Liu Yue hurriedly came.

In the sky, Qing Ling didn't look at Han Bing, she had already clashed with the lightning, a burst of lightning flashed on Qing Ling's sword, Qing Ling's body trembled slightly, and the first heavenly tribulation was successfully taken by her.

Only at this time, Qing Ling glanced at the ground with a gloomy face, where Han Bing fell, a human-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and Han Bing was crawling out of it with a disgraced face.

Not far behind Han Bing, Yating and Yaran sisters also looked in the direction of Han Bing.

"Is he helping his mother resist the catastrophe?" asked Yaran.

"I think so. Yating nodded and responded in a low voice.

Liu Yue stepped forward and helped Han Bing, who had just climbed out of the pit, looked up and down, and found that there was no major problem, so she breathed a sigh of relief and reproached: "Master, what are you doing?"

Han Bing sneered, and hurriedly inspected the Soul Eater Staff in his hand, just a bolt of lightning, the Thunder Essence energy in the Soul Eater Staff had increased a little, this discovery shocked his spirit.

The Heavenly Tribulation of the Transformation Zun is indeed much stronger than that of the Transformation Saint Period.

Han Bing looked up at the sky, at this time, the second Heavenly Tribulation was rapidly splitting, Han Bing saw the right time, broke away from Liu Yue, stepped on it, and his body rushed out again, and in the blink of an eye, in the dull eyes of everyone, he took the lead in contact with lightning again.

Behind Han Bing, Qing Ling snorted coldly and said, "Get out, I don't need your help." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Bing had been blasted away by lightning like a cannonball again, Qingling's gaze moved along Han Bing's figure, and suddenly she felt that her body was numb, and the lightning had already bombarded her body.

Qing Ling snorted, her figure fell a few feet, and she gritted her teeth to dissolve the power of lightning.

"Don't make trouble again!" Qing Ling was furious, if it wasn't for Han Bing's distraction just now, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

On the ground, a large humanoid pit appeared again.

Ahem, Han Bing crawled out of the pit with a dirty face. He looked up and grinned at Qingling.

Qing Ling didn't dare to delay with him any longer, so she hurriedly turned around and looked at the clouds above her head again, where a third bolt of lightning was emerging from the center of the whirlpool.

In order to prevent Han Bing from making trouble again, Qing Ling stepped into the void under her feet, her body rose again, and she took the initiative to meet the lightning.

Han Bing endured the severe pain in his body, looked at Qingling, who was already stuck with lightning in the sky, sighed lightly, and fought against the two Heavenly Tribulations one after another, his body was already a little unbearable.

"Master, let her handle it herself. Liu Yue grabbed Han Bing, for fear that he would escape again.

"Out of the way. Han Bing gave Liu Yue a calm look and said, "I want to recharge the Soul Devouring Staff." ”

"This is too dangerous, after all, this is the Heavenly Tribulation of the Venerable. Liu Yue was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"I know. Han Bing sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the spirit stone in both hands, and quickly recovered the injuries in his body.

The Tribulation lightning fell one after another, and Qing Ling's figure quickly wandered, dissolving the power of the Tribulation, and when she received the tenth path, her speed slowed down significantly.

The 18th and 10th Heavenly Tribulations have been extremely strong, and she is also a little overwhelmed, and her gaze at the sky is even more solemn.

Another lightning bolt struck, and the aura on Qing Ling's body soared again, the spiritual power operated more violently, and above the sword in his hand, the cold flames rose.

Han Bing was meditating while observing Qing Ling's state, and at the moment when the eleventh lightning struck, Han Bing's heart moved, and the Soul Devouring Staff in front of him turned into a streamer, flying straight up, rushing into the lightning with lightning speed, before Qing Ling.

After the Soul Eater staff pierced the lightning, the wand flashed with lightning, and its momentum weakened, and it fell towards the ground. At the same time, Han Bing, who was sitting on the ground, snorted again, even if he remotely controlled the Soul Eater Staff, he still suffered damage from his divine sense.

The Soul Eater Staff was the first to penetrate the lightning and absorb part of the power of thunder and lightning, so Qing Ling was naturally a little more relaxed in the future. The eleventh bolt of lightning was successfully captured.

This time, Qing Ling didn't turn back to blame Han Bing, firstly, because she did feel the weakening of the lightning, and secondly, above her head, the twelfth lightning bolt had already appeared, and she didn't want to distract any attention.

Since the tenth lightning bolt, the speed of lightning has more than doubled.

Qing Ling looked at the twelfth lightning, her face became more solemn, and from afar, she could feel that the energy inside it was getting stronger and stronger.

Han Bing also stared at the twelfth lightning bolt that was rushing quickly, and at a certain moment, the Soul Eater Staff that had fallen to the ground flew up again, and when it flew to the height where Qing Ling was, Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, and after a little hesitation, her body was stunned, intending to let the Soul Eater Staff encounter lightning before her.

Once again, the Staff of Eaters of Souls passed through the lightning, this time, and the staff tumbled, shuttling back and forth in the lightning twice, and then slowly falling.

Han Bing's face was a little pale, the spirit stone in his hand shattered with a snap, and when his body fell backwards, he took advantage of the situation to roll a few times and came to the spirit gathering array where Qing Ling had been meditating.

At the same time, his right hand quickly threw two recovery pills into his mouth.

After doing this, the thirteenth lightning bolt had been taken by Qing Ling alone.

Time was too fast, Han Bing's divine sense in his body was too damaged, and the thirteenth lightning, he didn't have time to control the Soul Devouring Staff to rise into the air, and it was already taken over by Qing Ling.

The Soul Eater Staff, which had already fallen to the ground, still flashed with thunder and crackled sounds.

With the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Formation and the elixir, the spiritual power and divine consciousness in Han Bing's body recovered a little faster. As the fourteenth bolt fell, he once again took control of the Eater of Souls to meet him.

The fifteenth, sixteenth, after Han Bing connected the next three bolts of lightning, his body trembled while sitting in the formation, his throat was sweet, and with a poof, he finally couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit was sluggish.

Liu Yue sat opposite Han Bing, her face pale.

In the sky, the seventeenth lightning bolt fell, Liu Yue raised her head and looked coldly at the crumbling Qingling in the sky, she had no good impression of this woman at all, and it was best to be killed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

The seventeenth Heavenly Tribulation Thunder was obviously much stronger than the previous sixteen, as it fell, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and under its drive, the air was filled with irritable factors, and the grass and trees on the ground were faintly scorched.

Han Bing took the pill that Liu Yue forced into his mouth, raised his head weakly, stared blankly at the thick lightning, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, this heavenly tribulation was not something he could bear.

"Don't go, if you go again, you'll die. Liu Yue roared loudly.

In the sky, after Qingling collided with the seventeenth lightning, her body couldn't bear it, and she flew upside down and fell rapidly. The speed of the lightning did not decrease, and he caught up with Qingling again under the direct rush.

There was a crackling sound in the air, and Qing Ling forcibly stopped her falling figure in the air, she was wrapped in lightning, and a scream of pain came out.

"Mother!" the two sisters, Yating and Yaran, screamed almost at the same time, with tears in their voices.

"Her Majesty!"

The original intention of the Heavenly Tribulation was to strangle and destroy, Han Bing looked at the lightning writhing in the sky, and his eyes gradually showed a look of determination.

"Don't go!" Liu Yue shouted, she seemed to see Han Bing's intentions.

Suddenly, Qingling's body, which was heavily wrapped in lightning, twisted, turned into a huge sword, soared into the sky, and instantly crossed a distance of 100 zhang. Behind the hilt of the sword, a long tail of lightning was dragged long.

The unity of man and sword, this is Qingling's last trick.

After turning into the true body of the Qingling Sword, Qingling quickly shuttled through the air for more than a dozen rounds, and after the sword body, the lightning completely dissipated.

The queen took it. Below, cheers were heard.

Qing Ling's sword shook in the air, turning into Qing Ling's figure again, her face was pale at the moment, after all, she still underestimated the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. The seventeenth path has forced her to use the human sword in advance to be able to resist.