Fang Yu could even feel that Luo Yanyan was desperate and scared at the moment.

A pair of hands were tightly clasped between Luo Yanyan's hands, conveying his own temperature.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother won't...."

Before the words fell, another thunderbolt hit down from the sky, and Qingfeng Zhenren, who had been slowly standing firm, was once again swept out by the thunderbolt.

The clothes are torn inch by inch, blood is flowing between the mouth and nose, and all the white hair is scattered in the air, so it's not embarrassing!

All:.......

Qingfeng Zhenren got up, his eyes radiated the edge of the world, and the whole person seemed to be incarnated into a peerless sword.

Approaching the heavens, the protracted pill in his hand desperately stuffed it into his mouth.

While recovering his aura and adjusting his state, why such a thunder tribulation would be so strong, even he didn't understand it.

But he couldn't retreat, not even the slightest thought of retreating in his heart.

Under such a thunderstorm, as long as his heart is shaken, then he will surely die.

One person and one thunder seemed to be confronting each other, Qingfeng Zhenren took this opportunity to recover his aura, while Tianlei was slowly gathering strength.

Fang Yu squeezed Luo Yanyan's little hand awkwardly, his smile still so affinity.

"Senior brother's cultivation has reached the sky, a small thunder tribulation, really can't ......"

Rumble!

Without waiting for Fang Yu to finish speaking, the red thunder tribulation in the sky fell again.

The entire dark night sky was instantly lit up by this bright red, and the surrounding starry sky seemed to have become a blood-red full moon.

And Qingfeng Zhenren, who was recovering his aura, was pulled out again, and blood spurted out like a sword.

The crowd was silent again: ........

Fang Yu swallowed his saliva and secretly swore that it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

Everyone around looked at Fang Yu in embarrassment, even Qingfeng Zhenren stared at Fang Yu with a pair of pale eyes.

"This ..... I said it's none of my business, believe it or not?"

"Three flowers gather at the top, the mirror is broken for nine tribulations, seven tribulations have passed, and there are still the last two tribulations!" Ming Yueya tightened her sword eyebrows slightly, and said seriously.

Everyone around was shocked.

"What, it's only been seven tribulations?"

"Oh no, the Holy Lord's situation is very bad....."

"And the two most powerful calamities.... I don't know if the Holy Lord can resist the past!"

At this moment, it is no longer a matter of Luoyun Peak, but a matter of the entire Dayan Holy Land.

Qingfeng Zhenren, the Holy Lord of the Great Yan Holy Land, is about to face the last two strongest tribulations, and life and death are all in one thought.

After that, then the strength of the Dayan Holy Land will get a qualitative leap, and it can even be compared with some super strength in Zhongzhou.

If that fails...... Then maybe the Great Yan Holy Land will cease to exist.

If a sect is not guarded by a super strong person, then it will be defined by the major forces as a piece of fragrant bait!

"Those were accidents just now, we have to believe that Senior Brother is absolutely...."Fang Yu said again.

This time, Luo Yanyan hurriedly covered his mouth, and then looked at the situation in the sky in horror, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yu said leisurely: "Look, this thunder has nothing to do with me....."

Rumble!

Twin red thunder fell from the sky, and thousands of horses galloped and attacked.

The entire sky seemed to have turned into a battlefield of gods and demons, and the super powerful thunderstorm roared as if it was about to tear the entire sky apart.

Fang Yu: .......

All:........

Qingfeng Zhenren even turned his head and glanced at Fang Yu with dull eyes.

Senior brother, senior brother, please stop talking, you may not be able to see senior brother if you are talking!

Seeing this scene, Fang Yu wanted to scold in his heart, did Nima carry it with himself?

Qingfeng Zhenren was seriously injured again, this time his face was completely white, his body was full of holes, and his aura was gone.

He probably had nothing else to do but die!

"Holy Lord!(Grandpa!)"

Everyone shouted in unison, and Qingfeng Zhenren, who collapsed on the ground, was so weak that he couldn't even lift his head.

"Hey, is a generation of male lords about to fall here?" Ming Yueya shook her head helplessly, unable to tell whether it was sad or happy.

The fox also shook his head helplessly, except for watching from the sidelines, they couldn't help anything!

"You're going to die!" Fang Yu pulled Luo Yanyan hard again, preventing her from breaking free from his grasp.

This handful easily pulled Luo Yanyan, who was at the peak of Jindan, back, and the Jindan power that erupted from Luo Yanyan's whole body was shattered in an instant under Fang Yu's movements.

But at this time, everyone has no time to care about the rest!

"Ahem... Bro. Qingfeng Zhenren worked hard for a moment, regained a little strength, and struggled to get up.

"Senior Brother!" all the disciples shouted, and then made room for Fang Yu in the middle.

Because they all knew that the junior disciple in Qingfeng Zhen's mouth at this moment was Fang Yu!

Fang Yu took a step forward, the starlight in his eyes lingering: "Senior brother." ”

"Senior brother, you have to believe in yourself, this bit of thunder tribulation is absolutely ....."

Qingfeng Zhenren's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly interrupted him: "Senior brother, don't say such things!"

Then he looked at the heavens in horror and was relieved to find that there was no movement.

"Senior brother, I listened to you today, and I was lucky enough to break through the Broken Mirror Incarnation Fit Period, but Senior Brother's strength is not enough, it seems that I can't escape this Broken Mirror Nine Tribulations!"

"Senior brother.... Don't say that, you'll be fine. Fang Yu's heart trembled, this kind of heart-burning feeling had not been experienced for a long time!

Qingfeng Zhenren coughed lightly, and a large pool of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The aura was once again sluggish to the extreme, not to mention the strongest Nine Thunder at this time, even Fang Yu could even easily deal with him.

The audience was silent, only the sound of thunder flashed in the sky from time to time, and the gentle twitching of tens of thousands of people around him.

Only Fang Yu and Qingfeng Zhenren were talking quietly.

"Don't be sad, I've spent more than a thousand years in my life, and I'm satisfied that I can touch the threshold of the merger period before I die. ”

"But before that, I can't rest assured that you can't rest assured, and I can't rest assured that I can't go down to my Dayan Holy Land!"

"Holy Lord (Senior Brother!)"

Tens of thousands of voices pierced the sky, as if even the sky trembled for a moment.

"Wait for me!"

The crowd was silent, as if waiting for the Lord's last words.

Fang Yu could even feel the tingling sensation coming from his hands, and when he looked closely, Luo Yanyan's nails had already pierced his skin fiercely and burrowed into the flesh.

"I am the Holy Lord of the Dayan Holy Land, Qingfeng Zhenren, and now I am facing death, in order to keep the hearts of the Dayan people alive, I now canonize the Uncle Fang Yu of Dayan as the new generation of Dayan Holy Lord!"

Be quiet......

There was no disbelief from anyone around, only endless convulsions, they didn't care who inherited the Holy Lord, all they cared about was the comfort of Qingfeng Zhenren at this moment!

"Senior brother!" Fang Yu was taken aback, and said hurriedly: "No!"