In the world, there are nine thunder tribulations, in addition, there is no thunder tribulation in any world, the will in the thunder, yang represents creation, yin represents destruction, after the two wills of yin and yang collide and explode, it represents the will of heaven and earth and the universe.

Therefore, if the cultivation of ghosts and immortals wants to be continuously promoted, they must survive the thunder tribulation.

The fifth thunder tribulation faced by the Heavenly Snake King was full of the masculinity of a junior human immortal.

It is to temper one's own spiritual thoughts through these masculinities, and produce qualitative transformation, so as to be able to sense the stars of Zhou Tian and absorb the power of various stars, the qi of heaven and earth, magnetism, firepower, etc.

After a short time, the Heavenly Snake King's thoughts were forged by the power of pure negative energy to be tough and strong enough, and he quickly survived the fifth thunder tribulation, and then the divine soul returned to his physical body.

A touch of joy immediately appeared on her face, a little love, who is the ghost fairy who is beyond life and death, but the floating clouds, and her own cultivation, are not worth mentioning.

For this existence who can make himself achieve five thunder tribulations with a wave of his hand, a convincing emotion finally appeared in his heart:

"Thank you Lord for your help."

Yang Jiao waved his hand casually, he was the person who couldn't be wasted, and it just so happened that the blood hexagram demon head of the Xuantian Blood Hexagram Great Array could be wasted, so why not increase the cultivation of his subordinates.

As for why he didn't improve the Condor King who had been with him for the longest time, the power of the negative energy in his body had not yet been digested.

Suddenly, at the head of the city wall of the eastern capital, a group of family heads full of the atmosphere of the superior appeared, as well as the Yunmeng Emperor Nalan Yihong, who was wearing a dragon robe.

"Yun'an, seventeen years ago, I and Da Qian made a covenant of non-aggression against each other, do you know that what you are doing now is to provoke disputes between the two countries, and billions of living beings will once again face the tragic situation of life because of your reckless behavior,"

Nalan Yihong scolded, with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude.

"At the beginning, Yunmeng poured the power of the dynasty just to destroy the great cadres, but as a result, he fled in embarrassment and signed a covenant, but now it is just a report and a report."

"Unexpectedly, after nearly 20 years, Yunmeng's original blood and courage no longer exists."

"Thinking back to seventeen years ago, Yunmeng was able to make a feat of being willing to cut his body and dare to pull the emperor off the horse in the face of the entire Daqian, but today in the face of a mere twelve-year-old boy, no one dares to fight."

"Yunmeng, no one."

Yang Jiao said lightly, but its volume covered the entire Eastern Capital.

"Yun'an, you relied on the strength of the peak immortals, regardless of the alliance between the two countries, first destroyed my Yunmeng Futu army, and brutally killed 50,000 soldiers on the city wall, in your heart, there is the word Confucian benevolence and righteousness advocated by your great cadres."

Prince Kun Nalan Yuanzhen's eyes moved slightly, and he shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, a few people led by the city wall had a bright color in their eyes, and the great cadres held the heavenly kingdom and paid attention to some hypocritical benevolence and morality.

Thinking that these teenage teenagers are at an age when their minds are uncertain, they will be whispered and blinded by these Confucian principles, and most of them will be able to force them back with words.

However, the corners of the mouths of the three people behind Yang Jiao couldn't help but sneer.

Don't look at this young man, he is shouting the slogan of immortality for thousands of years, all in killing, at a young age, he has already shown the posture of slaughtering three people.

After a while, the three of them listened to Yang Jiao say indifferently with an expression that was not surprising:

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero."

"If you slaughter nine million, you will be the best of the best."

"What an arrogant and domineering young general."

Suddenly, the sky over the eastern capital changed suddenly, and the clear sky was instantly covered by an endless darkness.

In an instant, the endless darkness turned into a point, manifesting a black-clothed Taoist who seemed to be the source of darkness.

His eyes were dark, and his tone was extremely cold, word by word:

"The descendant of the God of War, three thousand years of blood and hatred, do you know how I came here?"

When Yang Jiao heard this, he immediately knew that he was the Dark Emperor Daoist, the ancestor of the Xuantian Pavilion, and the inheritor of the Xuantian Dao Venerable, a powerhouse of the Yang God.

He is a ghost immortal master who has survived eight thunder tribulations, but he died with the god of war three thousand years ago, and was later resurrected with the help of the dark star, the highest magic weapon of the Xuantian Pavilion.

As a result, he suffered indelible damage in the battle with the God of War, and his strength decreased due to the fact that his life was about to come to an end.

Therefore, he couldn't hide his injuries all the time, and silently recuperated in the dark and mysterious realm of the Xuantian Pavilion.

Yang Jiao raised his eyes and looked at the Dark Emperor Daoist, and instantly felt that he was just a clone transformed by a divine soul thought.

I can't help but sigh in my heart:

"These people are old and fine, and they can't die anymore, and they really have first-class life-saving means, and they always have the ability to survive in the spring breeze without absolute strength."

Suddenly, a burly demon god with six arms and three heads appeared in the air.

The majestic body also exuded boundless darkness and a confused aura.

I saw that the three heads were a sinister smile, a sly smile, and a cruel smile.

And the six hands, each pinching gesture, or five fingers dustpan, or fingernails like hooks.

That boundless darkness that could not be swept away, extremely bold, seductive, and majestic, rushed towards Yang Jiao.

This is the "Black Sky Demon God Appearance" in the Xuantian Pavilion.

Yang Jiao was a little indifferent in the face of this gloomy divine thought that could erode the soul of the flesh.

It is really his martial arts and Taoism that overcomes all the negative energy between heaven and earth.

I saw that his mind moved, and the black air in the sky dissipated into nothingness.

"Interesting."

The strength of the Dark Emperor Daoist has regressed, and now he is still an incarnation, and his strength also has the cultivation of seven thunder tribulations.

I saw him pinching a seal that looked like a mandala flower, and the palm of his flesh was beating, and there was a drum beating, like the sound of God's heart beating.

The hearts of the three people behind Yang Jiao couldn't help beating violently, and in an instant, just when they felt their hearts open their chests and jump out, a gentle force sent the three of them three hundred miles away.

"The combination of law and martial arts, the "Hidden Dark Hua Tianxin Great Law Seal", the Dark Emperor Daoist, you are very good at learning a lesson, and you did not use the "Dark Emperor's One Finger" that was at war with the God of War."

Yang Jiao took off with a gun and stood tall in the air.

The face of the Dark Emperor Daoist is like a thousand years of Xuanbing, although "One Finger of the Dark Emperor" is also a powerful move that combines Taoism and martial arts.

But when he faced the god of war, he was broken by him, so that the injuries that have been raised for 3,000 years have not completely healed.

It is precisely because of this that the realm cultivation has been affected by his own injuries, and there has been no progress at all, resulting in a near-lifespan.

Such a bloody lesson, how could he not keep it in his heart.

And this style of "Hidden Dark Hua Tianxin Dafa Seal" is a powerful Taoist martial art that far surpasses "One Finger of the Dark Emperor".

It also contains his resentment and resentment that have been washed away from all over the world for thousands of years.

At this moment, Yang Jiao's eyebrows flashed slightly, the double horns on the top of his head, and the Tianmang Horn Divine Armor covered his whole body, and his momentum suddenly changed greatly, condensing the masculine qi and blood of his whole body, and the terrifying surging fist intent on the tip of the spear.