Rong Xian didn't know Xia Zi's plans, but she wanted to know that Xia Zi must be very malicious towards her.

Rong Xian stroked the gold and silver needles on her wrist, and lowered her eyes to think deeply about something.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the Red Sea.

Rong Xian's eyebrows were a little puzzled, what was going on, why was there suddenly some strange movement there?

It faintly touched her emotions and made her heart palpitate.

Rong Xian's expression was extremely cold, and at this critical juncture, she would not let go of any suspicion that could lead to the failure of her preaching.

Wherever there is an obstacle, it will be removed by thunder.

She closed her eyes slightly, and her consciousness appeared at the bottom of the Red Sea along the hair buried in the tomb buried under the Red Sea.

In front of the stone tablet of 'Emperor Rong Xu', the incarnation of Rong Xian's consciousness gradually condensed.

She didn't even look at the stone monument she had erected, her eyes swept over the bottom of the sea, flicked her sleeves, and invisible fluctuations spread in the sea.

Her eyes looked at the endless tombs, the heroic and tragic aura still wandered in the entire sea area, and the sound of 'war, war, war' echoed in her consciousness, as if she wanted to assimilate people, and return to the tragic picture of the three kingdoms of Rong, Zhao and Jiang.

There is nothing wrong with this, because here are buried the soldiers who died in battle, they are all heroes, and they fought to the death to protect the Rong country.

If ordinary people must think that it is an illusion, but Rong Xian especially trusts her intuition, there must be something wrong here.

So she sat down at her grave and sat down for a month.

Every point of this sea area has been carefully explored over and over again.

Its level of attention makes the scalp tingle.

Unfortunately, it didn't work, and there was still a dead silence at the bottom of the Red Sea.

It wasn't until the pressure from the Heavenly Dao became more and more intense that Rong Xian knew that her Thunder Tribulation would come within three days.

So this wisp of consciousness was forced to return to the body.

At the same time, the incarnations of Rong Xian all over the northern Xinjiang continent are looking for excuses to retreat and return to consciousness.

Together with the boat, they tore open the spatial rift and returned to the underworld, laying down layers of guardian formations, connecting their consciousness to the reincarnation path that had begun to take shape.

The Dao of Reincarnation is invisible to ordinary people, and since Rong Xian cast the Dao of Reincarnation in this world with the help of the Law of Reincarnation, her control over it has dropped from the original ten percent to one percent.

In other words, she cannot control the path of reincarnation, but she is invincible in the path of reincarnation, and she can use the law of reincarnation.

Rong Xian is already very satisfied with this, after all, reincarnation can be said to be one of the most mysterious ways in the world.

She herself controls not a lot of Dao, stripping the reincarnation Dao and casting the Reincarnation Platform of the Underworld, so that the Dao of the Thousand Realms is more and more complete, and the merits of the Dao are not a few.

It's a good deal to exchange something that doesn't work for one that is good for her.

It just so happened that Dadao also felt that it was a good deal.

In the Great Thousand Realms, Rong Xian announced a retreat under the identity of Wuzun, and no one dared to say anything.

The clouds in the middle thousand realms are thick, as if the end of the world, and the great power faintly coming from the clouds makes people tremble.

But the great world is peaceful, and nothing can be felt.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment, her consciousness was in contact with her body, and if something went wrong with the Thunder Tribulation, she could deal with it in time.

In the Middle Thousand Realm, Rong Yu, Prime Minister Ye, Taiwei Bai and others were all waiting anxiously in Qianjing.

The lords of peak power, such as Xia Zi of the Northern Frontier Continent, Wei Huang of the Southern Wilderness Continent, Buddha Xiu of the West Pole Continent, Zhou Tianzi of the Eastern Shengbu Continent, and Qinglong Zun of Qinglong City, all paid attention to this thunder tribulation.

There was panic, worry, expectation, indifference, curiosity, and interest in those eyes.

This is a scene related to the life and death of everyone, and it happened with the connivance of many strong people.

At this time, Rong Xian didn't bother to pay attention to what they were thinking, the purple thunderclouds above the void were still accumulating, and as time passed, the thunderclouds became thicker and thicker, faintly suppressing downward.

The aura that brought death and despair to people gradually permeated the entire Middle Thousand Realms as the thunderclouds lowered down.

In the early morning of the fourth day, thunder struck.

Rong Xian stood on the wide mountain, looking up at the electric snakes swimming in the thunderclouds, and occasionally heard the sound of crackling.

Her expression was extremely solemn, and it was the first time she had been so cautious.

Before the thunder tribulation slashed down, Rong Xian stretched out her hand, and the power of qi luck came from all directions, converging in her hands, forming four qi luck beads.

Rong Xian threw it casually and threw the Qi Luck Bead to the four continents.

Among them, the Qi Luck Bead of the Northern Xinjiang Continent is the largest, and the Qi Luck inside is also the strongest.

The Qi Luck Beads of the other three continents only played a role in attracting them.

When the Qi Luck Bead had just arrived at the three major continents, the strong man who had been prepared for a long time led the Qi Luck Bead to the Qi Luck Bead.

In just a few breaths, the Qi Luck Bead shone brightly, and a golden barrier rose at the same time in the four continents, and then joined together.

The golden barrier is the power of luck, and as time passes, this barrier becomes thicker and thicker, and it continuously attracts the power of luck as the source force.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the four Qi Luck Beads fell on the Red Sea in the Northern Frontier, the Hopeless Forest in the Southern Wilderness, the Marriage Shrine in the West Pole Continent, and the Qinglong City in the East Shengbu Continent.

Not long after the golden barrier was raised, a thick purple thunderbolt slashed head-on, and the entire world was illuminated by the thunder at this moment, turning into a thunder pool.

It was as if there were no human beings, no living beings, nothing but thunder and lightning.

Countless monks looked at this terrible scene, and their faces turned extremely pale.

How good is it, the sky is about to end.

"Heaven will destroy the world, and Heaven will be angry!"

"It's over, we're all going to die, we're all going to die. ”

"What to do, what to do, those strong people have nothing to do, or are they going to watch us die?"

"Maybe they got the news and fled, and we were abandoned. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the strong man has probably already taken measures, go, come with me to find a way to fight the Thunder Tribulation. ”

......

Some people can't resist and kneel on the ground to beg for mercy from heaven, some people are bloody together, and some people are trying to fight against the thunder tribulation together, and some people commit suicide in despair......

It wasn't until they saw the thunder in the void as if they had touched layers of invisible walls that their eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.

Countless people put aside their manners and shouted wildly, their faces full of excitement.

This must be the protective shield laid by the powerful in order to obstruct the way of heaven.

With them, there will be nothing wrong with the common people, and there will be nothing wrong with this world.

The monks who could help were helping, and those who couldn't help were praying silently in their hearts.

What they thought was not wrong, this layer of walls was a formation set up collectively by the major powerhouses in order to obstruct the Thunder Tribulation, and one person set up one layer, a total of a thousand layers.

Every time a formation is broken, the thunderbolt is weakened by one point.

It wasn't until after breaking through the thousand-layer formation that when the lightning reached the void, it dissipated when it collided with the wall of luck.

After successfully withstanding the first thunder tribulation, the beings cheered.

But the expressions of all the strong men became even more solemn.

This thunder tribulation was unusually powerful, and the ground under the feet of the first thunder tribulation trembled.

It seems that the heavens and the earth are angry, and they are about to turn the heavens upside down and turn the earth upside down.

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