Bai Rui, who had not received a response, looked at the sky and thought secretly. This last heavenly thunder can even sense a trace of depression, and then look at all the people present, except for the pervert who is shaking up, who does not look like a great enemy? Although all the monks know that this heavenly curse will not affect others, but this thunder has not yet fallen, and the suffocating pressure can be felt from dozens of kilometers away, and the signs of this heavenly punishment are close at hand, how dare these monks be careless, and some of them have begun to show their life-saving magic weapons.

The onlookers were still like this, and the coercion of the young man was beyond the imagination of the people outside the field. This kid gives people a hazy sense of mystery, seems to be there, and people can't help but want to explore, if he is allowed to fall here, it is a pity, but he and Fuyao are fortunate not to find him to mess up this birthday trouble, and how can he come to the rescue. It's a pity that he has struggled so hard with that weak spiritual power until now, but it's a pity, it's a pity, this good fortune has come to an end.

Thinking about it, Bai Rui stroked the long hair in front of his forehead, and subconsciously circled it.

Looking at the young man who fell to the ground, leaving a trace of clarity in vain, Fuyao exhaled softly and did not speak.

In fact, in her subconscious, she also felt that Jingzhi had no chance of survival. Saving him, only in his own thoughts, but saving him is not good for himself, and even destroys the unspoken rule of the Star Elm Realm for hundreds of thousands of years of default not to interfere with the curse, for a person who has only been together for a few quarters of an hour, he feels that he does not have so much energy and curiosity to care, if he can survive by luck, it means that his life should not be extinguished, if he does not survive, tsk! I hope he can survive......

Thinking like this, Fuyao no longer left his eyes on the dilapidated Jingzhi, but silently looked at the people around him.

Xu was deterred by heavenly punishment, some people with low cultivation have almost gone, and the rest are cultivated to be able to protect themselves and are full of gossip.

Suddenly, Fuyao's eyes stayed in a certain place, and subconsciously squinted, thinking about it carefully, the group of people in the distance was actually Chen Hua and his party who met in Baichi Mountain. Among the group, except for Chen Hua's complicated face, the rest of the people had gloating expressions, and the little girl named Yafeng looked at Jing Zhi, who didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and happily hooked the corners of her mouth, but her eyes seemed to be disgusted like seeing something dirty, I don't know what she whispered to her partner next to her, which caused the eyes of the people around her to look at the kid with a hint of disgust and contempt.

"I don't know what this little ghost has done, I want you to see the appearance of Wan Qihong's family who can't wait for the little ghost to die. ”

The mocking tone beside him brought back Fuyao's thoughts. Following the prestige, sure enough, maybe he didn't expect Jing Zhi to last so long, seeing that he hadn't died yet, the family's face was so black that even the bottom of the pot that had been burning for more than 100,000 years in Fuyun Mountain chose to bow down.

While the two were talking, the long-awaited thunder finally fell.

The originally dark sky suddenly brightened, faintly mixed with a trace of blood red, leaving nothing left in people's eyes except the white light, and when they came back to their senses, they saw that the sky seemed to be torn in half by someone, as if the end had come, thunder mixed with screams filled the surroundings, and the last heavenly thunder that was both expected and frightened finally fell.

This last thunderbolt was not as thick as before, nor was its scope as vast as before, except for a single trunk, and occasionally scattered around it with some lightning crackling. To be precise, this trunk is even a little slender compared to the forty-eight heavenly thunders in front of it, like a woman's arm is not a single hand, but the energy contained in it is not as good as its appearance, and that power can definitely solve a god in an instant. In this regard, Fuyao couldn't bear to turn his eyes.

However, in the next moment, a picture that no one expected appeared!

I saw that the person who was originally lying in a pool of blood gradually appeared a faint layer of dark red light and shadow, as the thunder pillar approached, the red became deeper and deeper, brighter and brighter, and the two forces finally converged in mid-air, like a million heroes fighting, sacrificing their lives to fight, and finally, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in the miserable white of dark red light and thunder light.

After touching a stick of incense, all the light began to fade slowly, and after half an hour, the two lights dispersed almost completely, and the clouds that had been shrouded in everyone's heads began to slowly disperse, and the darkness brought by the noon night slowly faded away with the clouds, and finally the sunlight shrouded the earth again, and the place where the original scene was originally located had been concave, and a deep pit with a diameter of more than a kilometer appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Everyone softened their breath and waited quietly for a cup of tea, and there was no movement, and the whole ground was shrouded in a dead air, seeing this, Fuyao blinked his eyes three times in a row, as if confirming something, and then slowly exhaled a breath, no sadness or joy in his heart, surprisingly calm.

"Ahem, this kid Jingzhi has suffered a lot this time, and I hope Venerable Fuyao will be able to take care of it in the future. At this time, the white-haired old man who had disappeared for a while suddenly appeared in front of Fuyao, said to Fuyao with a complicated face, and disappeared in front of Fuyao without waiting for the other party's reply.

Looking at the place where the old man had disappeared, Fuyao pondered. When did such a great power appear in the Star Elm Realm, even he couldn't even notice when the old man appeared and when he disappeared, he glanced at Bai Rui beside him, and saw that he was also looking at the place where the old man disappeared with a solemn face, and somehow there were some inexplicable emotions in his heart, Fuyao always thought that he had been able to run rampant on the entire continent, but suddenly found that this was just his own imagination, and faintly began to get excited, this world is really much more interesting than he knows.

Speaking of both ends, I didn't see any noise in the pit for a long time, and for a while, the whole venue was a little depressing......

"The thunder of damnation destroys all forms and gods. After a long time, the voice of emotion and resignation came into everyone's ears, and some of them even began to wonder what the Tao they had pursued all their lives was, and whether they would one day be wiped out by the Star Elm Realm for violating the rules.

Fuyao didn't pay attention to the thoughts of others, looking at the deep pit where the smoke curled, although he knew that it was futile, he still subconsciously used his divine sense to look at the place where Jingzhi was standing at the beginning, and with just one glance, Fuyao chuckled.

Lo and behold, the little guy was cut to a human form, and lay quietly on the ground in his original form, and if it weren't for the fact that he could still see the undulation of his chest, the little thing the size of a palm would have looked like he was dead.