In this case, the thunderstorm will naturally fall to prevent future troubles.

At this moment, the whole world is full of crises, and the thunder and lightning are like the scythes of death, constantly waving, enveloping the entire world.

This is a catastrophe, a catastrophe of death. Even Yi Dongfeng couldn't resist the calamities of the past.

Legend has it that only the realm above the platform will lead to the destruction of the heavenly calamity.

Patriarch's House,

Su Qinglan, who was cultivating with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes with eight buckets of spoons in her hands.

His eyes were sharp, and he scorched the thunderclouds in the sky in the grove east of the sect.

muttered in his mouth:

"Is it finally here? The calamity that your kid brought to me? This is God's retribution! ”

Yi Dongfeng looked at the clouds in the sky, and the clouds were filled with the will of the Heavenly Dao of life and death. It seems to want to extinguish the Dao heart of everyone who sees him, and destroy everyone's desire for life.

"Hahahahaha......"

Yi Dongfeng suddenly had long hair flying, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Bai Qian, Bai Qian, you have been born and died for me so many times, what if I prevent this death catastrophe for you?"

Yi Dongfeng's voice was full of determination, but there was no trace of fear of the heavenly calamity, and he flew into the air towards a thunderbolt that suddenly fell.

Heaven and earth trembled!

Thunder and lightning rumbled, as if to tear Yi Dongfeng apart!

The Dongfeng sword in his hand is in full bloom, and under the bath of thunder, a sword is like an eternal opening of the world, without any bells and whistles, but it perfectly follows the will of heaven and slashes down.

This blow, Yi Dongfeng wanted to block, and he had to block it. If you can't stop it, this room full of maids and maids will all turn into ashes!

Yi Dongfeng faced the thunderstorm in the sky, the long sword in his hand flew, and the whole person was like a god walking in the thunder.

But he knew that these thunders were just the beginning, and for the endless desperate power behind the thunderclouds, this was only the beginning, the tip of the iceberg of real thunder.

The real thunder makes Yi Dongfeng feel powerless!

Yi Dongfeng cultivated at this time, a hundred miles of inner realm, the internal heaven and earth were turbulent, the real one was like an entity, the source sea was like a heavenly river rolling, pressing towards the sky with a huge thunder.

And Yi Dongfeng's strength has also broken through from the source sea triple to the source sea quadruple at this time!

Yi Dongfeng has been suppressing his cultivation, and he really continues to break through today.

With Yi Dongfeng's cultivation breakthrough, the scorched black robe that was split was grinning, and Yi Dongfeng's perfect face was reflected in the wind and clouds, but in the face of the punishment of the heavens, his figure was so thin and weak.

"Boom!"

In the sky, the thunder was like the thickness of a bucket, and it fell heavily, and Yi Dongfeng rolled out with a mouthful of blood, secretly cursed for bad luck, and continued to slash away with a hideous face with a sword.

It's just that this thunder tribulation is not like a thunderbolt, it is like a heavenly road, spreading down from the sky, and the power inside makes Yi Dongfeng feel thick despair.

Finally, is it all coming to an end?

His own martial arts have obviously just begun.

"You've done enough, it's my turn. Some of these thunderbolts were originally coming at me. ”

Just as Yi Dongfeng continued to get up and rush towards the heavy thunder, suddenly, he only felt bursts of orchid Ning Xiang pass out from his scorched side, and suddenly, his whole person was like being imprisoned by a rock, and he lost the ability to move, so he slowly fell and collapsed to the ground.

At this time, an orchid stood underneath the thick thunder.

The orchid swayed, the size of an ordinary orchid, like the youngest branches and leaves, but it didn't even bother to wither. In an instant, the purgatory-like scene on earth suddenly turned into a plain white satin brocade.

The moment the thunder in the sky came into contact with Su Lan, it was like a flame that had met the source of flames, and it was completely devoured, as if it had never appeared in this world.

Then, a shadow slowly walked out from behind the orchid.

She was wearing a snow-white gauze robe, and her clothes were embroidered with a large pattern of the Qingyun Sect Sect Master.

She had long, silky black hair that was casually draped over her shoulders, and her face was pale like a ghost, without the slightest trace of blood.

Obviously, the earth-shattering blow just now was not comfortable for Su Qinglan.

And with Su Qinglan's appearance, the thunder in the sky seemed to be provoked, and it became even more violent and turbulent.

Thundered......

The thunder roared, and the lightning was like a serpent, tearing the sky apart, as if to destroy everything in this world.

With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning as thick as a dragon pierced the space and slashed at her......

That intense pain instantly swept through Su Qinglan's entire nerves.

Su Qinglanyu's hand was sealed, and an inky blue petal mark appeared in his hand, directly splitting the thunder that was chopped down in two and breaking it into two. Generally, he carried it with his body, and half of it was directly sealed in the air.

"This, Tianlan Knot, it's Sect Master Su who made a move! What a terrible catastrophe! ”

Many of the people in the sect were cowardly, and they all trembled, and in the face of the anger of the heavens, they could not have the slightest thought of resisting.

But there are some people, the sect masters, who have risen up and wanted to fight the thunder tribulation together.

"Everyone, stop shooting, I will survive the thunderstorm alone!"

Su Qinglan's elegant voice pierced out of the sky and echoed in the ears of everyone in the Qingyun Sect, causing the people who made the move to stop their footwork and stop coming.

Su Qinglan's jade hand connected the seal, and countless Tianlan knots sprung up like dense mushrooms after a rain, competing for it. The Tianlan knot covers the sky and competes with the sky.

Thunder rolled, and soon the final moment came.

And in the intact white stone house, Bai Qian finally found his own way of life and death yin and yang in countless illusions.

"Hahahaha, to live and die, what I want is absolute death, nothing to survive, life and death yin and yang! And what about the sunset? Whoever prevents me from becoming an emperor will die! ”

Bai Qian's whole person laughed madly at this time, and the whole person's sea of consciousness was turbulent, as if it was on the verge of shattering.

Then, a small ball of flesh appeared on his forehead, and a small hand caressed Bai Qian's hideous cheek, and a warm power in the Yang Spring, mixed with the strange power of the Yin Spring, sank into Bai Qian's forehead.

"Boom!"

With the thunder rushing around, the wooden floor on the ground suddenly gushed out the Yin Yang Spring Spring, this time the waves were rolling, turbulent, and even Bai Qian was submerged by half of his body.

And the thunder in the sky also became a lot more peaceful as the little meat ball stroked Bai Gan's face, and the endless dark clouds retreated, and a wisp of the slanting sun sprinkled into this messy land.

Su Qinglan then slowed down the speed of the seal in her hand, and Yi Dongfeng also got up and flew up again to fight against the remaining thunder.

Finally, the wind was mild and the weather cleared.

The dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, revealing a quiet place in the sunset.

Bai Qian slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, the inner realm behind her was no longer the Sumeru realm, a void inner realm.

It's one side, only yin and yang, black and white, full of rich life and death power of the source sea world.

The inky waves of death, swept by the foam of the brilliant white life force, life and death, death and death, all the cause and effect of the world, between the ebb and flow of the tide, everything is nothing more than that!

Yin and yang of life and death, this rhyme is finally completed!