Wu Zihao simply didn't restrain him, and with a wave of his hand, he released the black flag, and then the big devils dragged the demonic energy like a black cloud to rotate and hover in mid-air, and that kind of love seemed to be about to get into it.

And at this moment, a thundercloud appeared in the sky that had never changed, and a dull sound seemed to warn the world that they should surrender to the way of heaven.

Bang!

An explosion suddenly shook the entire sky, and a dazzling golden thunder fell from the sky, and at the moment when everyone did not react, it smashed on the blood-colored cocoon, and in an instant, the blood qi burst out, and the blood cocoon was wiped out under this powerful force.

Burst!

White hair, a long blood-red hair fluttering in the wind, kneeling on one knee, a large mouthful of blood gushing out, the thick blood around her body lingered, and the range of a hundred meters was shrouded in a thick layer of blood mist, even her cheeks were a little blurred.

The first thunder had just dissipated, but the thunderclouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the thunderbolts flashed like electric snakes, and the continuous detonation made this space tremble.

Qi Luo saw the landing of this golden thunder, but her face turned pale, and she said in shock: "What is the identity of this white hair, how can it trigger the Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment, Zihao, you hurry up and think of a way, this heavenly tribulation is not easy to dodge, the white hair has just been promoted, I am afraid that it is not stable at all, and it is impossible to resist the impact of this thunder tribulation!"

This can't help Qi Luo not panic, after all, Bai Fa and her are already companions, even if it triggers the thunder tribulation, it is helpless, and now she can only find a way to help her carry this calamity, but in her memory, only the great monks of the Flying Demon Realm and the Flying Immortal Realm will trigger the punishment of heaven and earth, but this Bai Ming is obviously just a zombie body, how can a simple promotion cause the wrath of heaven and earth.

The white hair is straight and slender waist, the eyes are like torches, the blood mist around the body shrinks rapidly, a pair of eyes suddenly become a blood red, and the three-foot blood-colored long hair continues to extend, and it has been more than ten meters long in a moment.

It's just that Wu Zihao saw the white hair, and there seemed to be something more in the depths of his eyes, which was by no means as hesitant and confused as before, and the feeling in it seemed to be as transparent as some memories in the soul were opened.

"You still want to kill me!"

The white-haired voice was unusually cold, less gentle than before, more indescribable firmness and determination, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed, almost as if he wanted to pierce the day.

This anger is very familiar to Wu Zihao, just this sentence makes Wu Zihao understand that the white hair at this moment may be considered 'sober', and there is hatred in this anger, resentment towards the way of heaven.

It seems that because the words of the white hair are too rude, there is another thunder flash in the sky, and the golden thunder that is nearly ten zhang thick has fallen heavily, this breath Wu Zihao is very familiar with, that is the earliest technique he cultivated, Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder.

Without waiting for Wu Zihao to help, the white hair had already taken action, and at this moment, a thick blood appeared on her body, wrapping her whole body, but in an instant, it was condensed into a set of blood-red armor, and the bright red color was very dazzling against the background of thunder.

Under the slow punch, the majestic qi and blood diffused out, condensed into a fist mark the size of a hundred zhang in mid-air, this punch blasted out, and the entire space was filled with a kind of yin wind of ghosts crying wolves, and there seemed to be the painful wails of countless creatures faintly above the fist blade.

Wu Zihao's eyelids jumped, but he didn't expect this white hair to have such a big progress, this punch already has its own Dao thoughts, this power is the filthy power she devours, the demon shadow and demon sound are piercing, it seems that under this punch, people can sink into hell forever.

Qi Luo's face is ugly, although she is a demon cultivator, but after all, she is still a monk, even if she wants to fly to the demon realm, she has to endure the level of the heavenly tribulation, and she is not only cultivating the soul, but also cultivating the heart, but the white-haired attack in front of her is completely the nemesis of the monk, this filthy power, even if it is contaminated a little, it will make the heart dusty, and I don't know how much it will cost to restore the transparency of the soul.

Bang!

The thunder fell, the earthquake trembled, and the huge blood qi fist mark in mid-air collapsed, and countless thunderbolts washed down, hitting Bai Fa's body fiercely, and the blood qi collapsed suddenly, and the entire space was filled with a heavy smell of blood and gas, making the blood and qi of the person who heard it surge, and he couldn't bear the erosion of such a filthy power.

Thousands of meters of huge pits appeared in the eyes of everyone, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and under the bombardment of this Nine Heavens Xuanlei, every living creature who dared to go against the Heavenly Dao was turned into powder.

The blood-colored armor on her body was shattered, revealing her pale body, her white hair fell to the ground weakly, and there were countless scorch marks on her body, under this heavenly power, she had no strength to fight, and the thunder that kept flashing in the thunderclouds was still condensing, if there was another time, I am afraid it would be time for the white hair to disappear.

Wu Zihao didn't rush to help before, not because she thought that Bai Fa had the ability to resist the power of this heavenly tribulation, but because such a thunder power was of great benefit to Bai Fa, as long as she would not be killed with one blow, then it would be the biggest tonic for her to refine her body.

You must know that the great cultivators of the cultivation world do not use their physical bodies to resist the power of heaven and earth, but use spells and magic weapons to protect themselves, and completely follow the two paths of martial arts cultivation.

The two thunder bombardments did not kill the white hair, although it was also at her limit at the moment, but this was also a huge benefit to her, and the rest was for Wu Zihao to take action, but he really wanted to see what kind of power this Heavenly Dao power was, and this golden Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder was not as powerful as the white thunder in his body.

One step out, instantly appeared on the side of the white hair, raised his hand with a move, the majestic spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, and then pressed into the white hair's weak body, the power of qi and blood in the latter's body has collapsed, and the spiritual power is even more gone.

Wu Zihao raised his head and looked at the sky, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, calmly, just this tendency was enough to make any monk feel admired.

Boom Boom!

The thunderclouds surged, the entire sky was completely covered, and countless thunderbolts surged, as if because of Wu Zihao's rebellious eyes, the countless thunderbolts that wandered fell with a bang, and there was a great power to turn this space into a thunder domain.

The golden thunder in the sky bombarded down towards the white-haired position, this thunder contained an amazing violent will, an indifference that does not allow any living creature to resist adversity, this is the way of heaven, indifferent and ruthless, those who follow will prosper, and those who oppose will die.