In the sky, the thunder tribulation began to slowly converge.

Sang Luo directly asked the second senior brother for the sect master token, and directly took one person and one panda into the Yunyao secret realm.

Pei Jingxing felt that it was useless to follow, so he took his medicinal materials and went back to alchemy.

Chu Yanshu, on the other hand, grasped a hint of epiphany and returned to the Snow Peak to cultivate.

At this time, Sang Luo's energy was all focused on Song Qingyun's knot and Huahua's advancement, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Chu Yanshu, so he put him aside.

“.........”

Yun Yao's secret realm, when he saw Sang Luo coming back in a hurry with Song Qingyun and Huahua, the patriarch of the iron-eating beast thought that something was wrong, and rushed over with a large family in a hurry, but at a glance, he found that his little great-grandson was not only raised for nothing, but also advanced.

The Iron-Eating Beast Patriarch hurriedly opened the Holy Land in the clan and put Huahua and Song Qingyun inside.

Song Qingyun couldn't suppress the riot of the aura, and as soon as he entered this place, he didn't have to continue to endure it, leading the aura into the spiritual veins, gathering the spiritual sea, and starting to form a pill.

Sang Luo and the Iron Eater Patriarch watched outside, one more nervous than the other.

The Iron Eater Beast Patriarch spoke to Sang Luo in a rough voice,

"The Iron Eater Clan will be punished by heaven if it advances, and if your junior brother gives up at this time, we won't force it."

Sang Luo looked at the young man in the center of the ancient formation, his face was rarely solemn,

"Patriarch, it was his own choice to take Huahua that day, and he would stick to it."

Song Qingyun has grown up, and it is time to take responsibility for what he has done.

Where in this world, where is the matter of the spirit beast running away from the deed master, once the contract is made, it is a partner who lives and dies together.

But saying this, Sang Luo still clenched his palms nervously.

In the past three years, the two of them can almost be said to have depended on each other on the snowfall peak, Song Qingyun is regarded as Sang Luo's single-handed, and the feelings are deep, at this juncture, she is naturally nervous, even more nervous than when she was in the tribulation.

The patriarch of the Iron Eater Beast also had a solemn face, and every time they crossed the tribulation, they were wandering on the road of life and death.

In the big array, Song Qingyun's knot was very smooth, and it could even be said that it was done in one go.

He was born with a thunder spirit root, with his own heroic righteousness, even the Heavenly Dao also gave him blue eyes, after the three green thunders, the person only had some external injuries on his body, but his eyes were a little clearer.

But Huahua's situation is not very optimistic.

The thunder gathered in one place, and fell like a torrential rain, falling on the small body.

"Huh-"

Huahua let out a wail, and Song Qingyun held it to block the thunder.

One man, one beast, embarrassed.

Sang Luo stood on the periphery, looking at the scorched scars on Song Qingyun's body, and the hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly.

The thunder split for a day and a night, but before he could stop the meaning, Sang Luo lowered his eyes, and the qi formation was already in his hand.

On that day, she was in the secret realm of Yunyao, and she had blocked a thunderbolt for Chu Yanshu.

If the thunder doesn't stop, then she'll try again.

But just as she was about to make a move, the Iron Eater Patriarch stretched out his furry hand and grabbed Sangluo.

Sang Luo looked back,

"Patriarch ......"

The Iron Eater Patriarch shook his head, his eyes full of helpless sadness,

"This is the way they should go, and if you interfere, you are disturbing cause and effect."

Disrupting cause and effect is a more terrible thing than dying from a thunderbolt.

Sang Luo's brows were tightly locked, worried,

"They can't stand it."

The iron-eating beast patriarch closes his eyes,

"If so, then it is their fate."

No one can bear the catastrophe for them.