Dozens of extremely tyrannical thunderbolts fell from the sky.

Tan Boxuan could no longer suppress the spiritual power of the riot in his body, and he threw the tribulation magic weapon that he had prepared long ago into the sky to block the black calamity clouds that could not roll down.

"Demon Cloud, it's Demon Cloud!"

The screaming warrior in the sword array pointed to the sky, his face full of flesh trembled, and his pupils reflected earth-shattering lightning and billowing black clouds.

The ferocious aura poured down from the demon clouds and hovered above Tan Boxuan's head, and the dazzling lightning was about to split the magic weapon into powder.

"Elder Tan of the Ziwei Sword Sect turned out to be a demon cultivator?!"

"I have no demons in Qiongzhou, only ghost cultivation, Tan Boxuan and Ziwei Sword Sect and ghost cultivation are in cahoots!"

"The yin wind is gusting, and the ghost is surging to the sky! Tan Boxuan is a righteous path monk, phew! What bullshit elder, first let me wait to die, and then use us to attack the Sword Spirit Sect without knowing the truth!"

"Damn it, at that time, I saw in the black fog that the millions of Yin soldiers under the blood umbrella not only did not attack the Ziwei Sword Sect, but also looked at the Ziwei Sword Sect, I thought it was dazzling, no wonder Tan Boxuan couldn't wait to arouse the anger of the people, let me and others misunderstand the Sword Spirit Sect, fortunately, we and others did not conflict with the five elders. ”

Rong Hui: "?"

Discerning as a torch?

Aren't you cowardly and afraid of things, and you only dare to talk about it?

When the real warrior entered the sword formation, the two tremblers were frightened.

It's not been an hour since I broke down and cried.

Rong Hui listened to the sound of the people's verbal criticism, and his whole body was relaxed.

The monks resented Tan Boxuan for disregarding human life and letting them put themselves in danger, and they were angry and angry in their hearts.

The four major sects of Qiongzhou have been suffering for a long time, and everyone can only break their teeth and swallow blood, and endure this anger.

Today, I saw that Tan Boxuan did not attract auspicious clouds of catastrophe, but demon clouds, and he hated the same enemy and beat the water dogs.

The magic cloud has arrived.

Rong Hui immediately used the mountains and rivers to remove the aura of the wind and rain building.

She freed her hand and threw the Flowing Cloud Immortal Sword into the air to maintain the sword formation.

Yuanying's great ability to cross the catastrophe is extraordinary, most of the monks in Qiongzhou are building foundation realms, they want to escape for fear of being tortured and killed by the crazy Qin Yan, and they are afraid that the thunder will smash their bodies and die, so they are determined to take refuge in the sword array.

Seeing that Rong Hui was leaving, everyone rushed to her in three steps and two steps to Ai Ai and said, "Fifth Elder, there are three elders outside, the sword formation can't leave you!"

Their cultivation is not high, so they can only hide in Rong Hui's wings to survive.

Rong Hui twisted his eyebrows, "You and the others can't wait to chop me and the third senior brother into meat sauce, and they grit their teeth with hatred, now this is a pie, huh, I owe you?"

Rong Hui was angry in her heart, she knew that it was human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death, and she understood.

But the person who switched between the two faces of yin and yang in front of her, Rong Hui really didn't like it.

Cultivating the Tao and living forever, fighting for life with the sky, the ancestors who died on the road do not know how many.

Only the promise is timid and afraid of things, and there is no indomitable courage, and it is difficult to have a future on the road.

"I waited wrong!" all the monks apologized in unison, "The five elders and prime ministers can hold the boat in their stomachs, forgive us for the ignorant and foolish people's unintentional actions."

If you come out of the sword formation, we and hundreds of other monks will be able to survive under the thunderstorm, and they will definitely be cannon fodder under Tan Boxuan!"

Rong Hui's deep eyes fell on the faces of the monks who were blushing with shame, and stretched out his hand, "This seat is not a mortal prime minister, and no one is allowed to hold a boat in the belly of this seat."

Those who are blessed by my Sword Spirit Sect will either submit to my Sword Spirit Sect and do their best for the Sword Spirit in the future, or pay a high price to save your lives. ”

Rong Hui is not the Xuanji of fraternity,

Nor is it the Virgin.

Rong Hui has no reason to protect these two-faced people.

Everyone looked at each other, and most chose to pay the price between submitting to the Sword Spirit Sect and paying the price.

Those who can't afford to pay can only sell their lives.

It took a long time for Tan Boxuan to cross the robbery, and Rong Hui unhurriedly accepted a pile of huge IOUs and dozens of deeds of sale into his arms.

"Fifth Elder!" The person who was busy fleeing outside the sword formation saw Rong Hui sitting on the ground and panted: "Ask the fifth elder to open the sword formation and let me wait to take refuge." ”

Rong Hui's opening was twice as harsh as the monks in the sword array.

If you want to save your life, come here.

If you don't want to, you will find your own way, and Rong Hui has no obligation to protect them.

The monk in the sword array looked at Rong Hui's character's face, and a dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was a little gloating.

Wang Shihei, Rong Hui is darker than him.

There were Wang Shi's sword spirits and Yang Hongyu in the sword array, and everyone didn't dare to make a mistake.

After settling everyone, Rong Hui walked out of the sword formation under their horrified gaze.

"Damn...... Whew. Before the monk's angry insult could erupt, he was gagged by Wang Hongyu's punch, "Call again, the disciples of the Psychic Sect will go to your house for a year's meal!"

Rong Hui has shown her strength in the ghost town.

But it was the first time I saw Wang Shi make a move.

Wang Shi and Rong Hui are two styles.

A tough and domineering.

A slaughter of indifference.

——

Wang Shi gradually fell into the wind with a pair of two.

The dark cloud of the blood umbrella hung over him.

The painful past of a hundred years ago came flooding back to his heart, and the painful and heavy memories weighed down Wang Shi's breath.

Qin Lie held a blood umbrella.

The blood umbrella turned, and gusts of yin wind came out of the ground, burrowing into Wang Shi's flesh and blood, wrapping around the bones, cold and piercing.

The umbrella swirled lightly, the dripping snow gathered into a river, and millions of Yin soldiers reappeared, and the sky became dark in an instant.

Qin Lie's white pupils stared directly at Wang Shi, the blood umbrella seemed to breathe in his hand, and it opened its huge mouth to collide with Wang Shi's indestructible fist.

"Boom, boom!"

The earth trembled with fear, and the monks in the sword array huddled in the corner, looking at the clouds shining in the sky, as if looking up at the sun.

In the dark of Tianlong Peak, the flowing clouds are the only light.

——

Rong Hui summoned out the wooden sword and approached Tan Boxuan step by step.

"Boom!"

The powerful Demon Cloud Thunder Tribulation shattered Tan Boxuan's last talisman, and his purple eyes were full of madness, "Rong Hui, don't you want to kill me?"

The cold wind blew across Rong Hui's cheeks, blowing her skirt robe to the sound of hunting, she stood fearlessly outside the thunderstorm, and sneered: "If the radical general method is useful to this seat, this seat will not let all the immortal cultivators in Qiongzhou face the fear of provoking the blood book every day." ”

Rong Hui raised his eyebrows, "Elder Tan, can't you afford to play?"

Can't afford to play?

Tan Boxuan thought of Rong Hui's provocative words to him, and his handsome face was distorted and hideous.

He regretted not being at the beginning, if he killed Rong Hui quietly after the death battle with the elder of the Tianyin Sect, how could he regain the Blue Sea Divine Dragon Law Minister!

Blame yourself for underestimating the enemy.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you can afford to play or not. Tan Boxuan's hands were sealed.

The magic weapon he used to prepare for the tribulation was used in the immortal cultivation realm, and it was compatible with the Demon Cloud Tribulation and Thunder, so that the tribulation thunder attracted by the small tribulation in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm was comparable to the out-of-body stage tribulation thunder.

Rong Hui looked coldly at Tan Boxuan, who was chanting a mantra, and the wooden sword pointed directly at the two stone doors behind Tan Boxuan.

At this time, the stone gate was already blood-red, and dense blood vessels were wrapped around the two doors.

The thick blood vessels connected Tan Boxuan's body, providing him with a steady stream of spiritual power to resist the Heavenly Tribulation.

The weights on Tan Boxuan's face are the stone gate and the two dragon balls that have not yet been activated.

Rong Hui was clear, so she wouldn't give Tan Boxuan any chance to escape.