Ye Yunfeng and the middle-aged Emperor Ling stood in the void, facing each other from a distance, the momentum of the Great Emperor collided, and Gangfeng couldn't avoid it.

"Let me see the difference between the reincarnation of immortals."

The middle-aged emperor made a brazen move, with a flick of his right hand, the clouds and mist rolled, like thousands of troops rushing towards Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng smiled indifferently, Xiao Ji'er.

The power of Lingxiao Divine Thunder far overshadowed the power of the middle-aged emperor, and the momentum of the wind and clouds was still there, but it was already the other party who controlled it.

Immortal cultivators are most afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are also afraid of the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder makes the middle-aged Emperor palpitate slightly, this is a natural fear, even if the Lingxiao Divine Thunder is only the Great Emperor's Law, it is enough to threaten the middle-aged Emperor.

A golden dragon on the middle-aged emperor's body came out of his body and went straight to the thunderclouds in the sky, and the golden dragon rushed into the thunderclouds, shuttling through the thunderclouds over and over again, trying to scatter the thunderclouds.

But how can the thunderclouds be washed away so easily, even if the golden dragon drills out one hole after another, the thundercloud can slowly close the holes, the golden dragon is becoming more and more transparent, but the thundercloud is only a little lighter.

The middle-aged emperor's face was ugly, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder was beyond his expectations, and before the Divine Thunder fell, he was already in a weak position.

The golden dragon dissipated, and the divine thunder finally fell, although the power was reduced, it was also earth-shattering, and the entire Wanhai Immortal Sect and Wanhai City were full of lightning and thunder, and countless immortal cultivators all looked up at the thunderclouds, and once again had a deep understanding of their own insignificance.

Ye Yunfeng and the middle-aged Emperor Ling stood in the void, facing each other from a distance, the momentum of the Great Emperor collided, and Gangfeng couldn't avoid it.

"Let me see the difference between the reincarnation of immortals."

The middle-aged emperor made a brazen move, with a flick of his right hand, the clouds and mist rolled, like thousands of troops rushing towards Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng smiled indifferently, Xiao Ji'er.

The power of Lingxiao Divine Thunder far overshadowed the power of the middle-aged emperor, and the momentum of the wind and clouds was still there, but it was already the other party who controlled it.

Immortal cultivators are most afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are also afraid of the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder makes the middle-aged Emperor palpitate slightly, this is a natural fear, even if the Lingxiao Divine Thunder is only the Great Emperor's Law, it is enough to threaten the middle-aged Emperor.

A golden dragon on the middle-aged emperor's body came out of his body and went straight to the thunderclouds in the sky, and the golden dragon rushed into the thunderclouds, shuttling through the thunderclouds over and over again, trying to scatter the thunderclouds.

But how can the thunderclouds be washed away so easily, even if the golden dragon drills out one hole after another, the thundercloud can slowly close the holes, the golden dragon is becoming more and more transparent, but the thundercloud is only a little lighter.

The middle-aged emperor's face was ugly, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder was beyond his expectations, and before the Divine Thunder fell, he was already in a weak position.

The golden dragon dissipated, and the divine thunder finally fell, although the power was reduced, it was also earth-shattering, and the entire Wanhai Immortal Sect and Wanhai City were full of lightning and thunder, and countless immortal cultivators all looked up at the thunderclouds, and once again had a deep understanding of their own insignificance. Ye Yunfeng and the middle-aged Emperor Ling stood in the void, facing each other from a distance, the momentum of the Great Emperor collided, and Gangfeng couldn't avoid it.

"Let me see the difference between the reincarnation of immortals."

The middle-aged emperor made a brazen move, with a flick of his right hand, the clouds and mist rolled, like thousands of troops rushing towards Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng smiled indifferently, Xiao Ji'er.

The power of Lingxiao Divine Thunder far overshadowed the power of the middle-aged emperor, and the momentum of the wind and clouds was still there, but it was already the other party who controlled it.

Immortal cultivators are most afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are also afraid of the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder makes the middle-aged Emperor palpitate slightly, this is a natural fear, even if the Lingxiao Divine Thunder is only the Great Emperor's Law, it is enough to threaten the middle-aged Emperor.

A golden dragon on the middle-aged emperor's body came out of his body and went straight to the thunderclouds in the sky, and the golden dragon rushed into the thunderclouds, shuttling through the thunderclouds over and over again, trying to scatter the thunderclouds.

But how can the thunderclouds be washed away so easily, even if the golden dragon drills out one hole after another, the thundercloud can slowly close the holes, the golden dragon is becoming more and more transparent, but the thundercloud is only a little lighter.

The middle-aged emperor's face was ugly, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder was beyond his expectations, and before the Divine Thunder fell, he was already in a weak position.

The golden dragon dissipated, and the divine thunder finally fell, although the power was reduced, it was also earth-shattering, and the entire Wanhai Immortal Sect and Wanhai City were full of lightning and thunder, and countless immortal cultivators all looked up at the thunderclouds, and once again had a deep understanding of their own insignificance. Ye Yunfeng and the middle-aged Emperor Ling stood in the void, facing each other from a distance, the momentum of the Great Emperor collided, and Gangfeng couldn't avoid it.

"Let me see the difference between the reincarnation of immortals."

The middle-aged emperor made a brazen move, with a flick of his right hand, the clouds and mist rolled, like thousands of troops rushing towards Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng smiled indifferently, Xiao Ji'er.

The power of Lingxiao Divine Thunder far overshadowed the power of the middle-aged emperor, and the momentum of the wind and clouds was still there, but it was already the other party who controlled it.

Immortal cultivators are most afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are also afraid of the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder makes the middle-aged Emperor palpitate slightly, this is a natural fear, even if the Lingxiao Divine Thunder is only the Great Emperor's Law, it is enough to threaten the middle-aged Emperor.

A golden dragon on the middle-aged emperor's body came out of his body and went straight to the thunderclouds in the sky, and the golden dragon rushed into the thunderclouds, shuttling through the thunderclouds over and over again, trying to scatter the thunderclouds.

But how can the thunderclouds be washed away so easily, even if the golden dragon drills out one hole after another, the thundercloud can slowly close the holes, the golden dragon is becoming more and more transparent, but the thundercloud is only a little lighter.

The middle-aged emperor's face was ugly, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder was beyond his expectations, and before the Divine Thunder fell, he was already in a weak position.

The golden dragon dissipated, and the divine thunder finally fell, although the power was reduced, it was also earth-shattering, and the entire Wanhai Immortal Sect and Wanhai City were full of lightning and thunder, and countless immortal cultivators all looked up at the thunderclouds, and once again had a deep understanding of their own insignificance. Ye Yunfeng and the middle-aged Emperor Ling stood in the void, facing each other from a distance, the momentum of the Great Emperor collided, and Gangfeng couldn't avoid it.

"Let me see the difference between the reincarnation of immortals."

The middle-aged emperor made a brazen move, with a flick of his right hand, the clouds and mist rolled, like thousands of troops rushing towards Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng smiled indifferently, Xiao Ji'er.

The power of Lingxiao Divine Thunder far overshadowed the power of the middle-aged emperor, and the momentum of the wind and clouds was still there, but it was already the other party who controlled it.

Immortal cultivators are most afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are also afraid of the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder makes the middle-aged Emperor palpitate slightly, this is a natural fear, even if the Lingxiao Divine Thunder is only the Great Emperor's Law, it is enough to threaten the middle-aged Emperor.

A golden dragon on the middle-aged emperor's body came out of his body and went straight to the thunderclouds in the sky, and the golden dragon rushed into the thunderclouds, shuttling through the thunderclouds over and over again, trying to scatter the thunderclouds.

But how can the thunderclouds be washed away so easily, even if the golden dragon drills out one hole after another, the thundercloud can slowly close the holes, the golden dragon is becoming more and more transparent, but the thundercloud is only a little lighter.

The middle-aged emperor's face was ugly, the power of the Lingxiao Divine Thunder was beyond his expectations, and before the Divine Thunder fell, he was already in a weak position.

The golden dragon dissipated, and the divine thunder finally fell, although the power was reduced, it was also earth-shattering, and the entire Wanhai Immortal Sect and Wanhai City were full of lightning and thunder, and countless immortal cultivators all looked up at the thunderclouds, and once again had a deep understanding of their own insignificance.