Mo Yun, who was in the weakness, widened his eyes unwillingly, and a few rough breath sounds came out of his throat, the cultivation realm gate was behind him, and it had not been closed yet, but he couldn't even escape back to the Shura realm at this distance, so he was killed by another outsider.

Unwilling, he is really unwilling, the great cause that their Shura clan has planned for many years has finally failed in his hands!

But no matter how unwilling he is, the facts are the facts, and he is not allowed to change them!

"Boom!" The huge crimson ugly body fell, and the entire already barren Yaowang Island was directly smashed in half, the ground trembled, and even the surrounding sea was turbulent, and the surviving monks were so trembling that they couldn't even stand on their feet.

When Mo Yun died, the black flame burning above his head gradually extinguished as if it had suddenly run out of fuel, which seemed to indicate the disappearance of Mo Yun's life, but the clouds condensed above Mo Yun's head did not disperse, but rolled thicker and thicker clouds.

Suddenly!"Crackle!"

A surging thunderbolt cleaved out of the clouds and fell straight on top of the dead Mo Yun's head, that fierce posture, the surrounding monks trembled in their hearts, and they all thought that Tiandao was so angry that even people died, and they were unwilling to let him go, but the changes that happened in the next moment made them understand that this was not the case.

"Ang!" A long dragon groan sounded, and then a Xuanlong phantom rushed out from the top of Mo Yun's head, this phantrum was already very weak, almost transparent to the point of disappearing, after receiving a lightning strike from the Heavenly Dao, many black-red debris fell from his body.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Countless thunderbolts slashed down, obviously those thunders were obviously not heading towards the black dragon, but they were always flexibly stopped by it, introducing the bursting thunder into his soul body, the more thunder that split into the dragon's body, the more black-red debris fell out of his body.

As the debris continued to fall, the figure of the Xuanlong became smaller and more condensed, and I don't know if it was an illusion, the breath on the Xuanlong's body seemed to change from chaotic and dirty to clear and pure.

"It's not a mistake, Xuanlong is using the heavenly thunder to forge his soul. Frost Abyss Venerable answered in a cold voice to the demon monk who had unknowingly asked this question.

Another ghost clan monk also spoke, their ghost clan's research on the soul is naturally deeper than that of other clans' monks, and he can see the deeper meaning of the Xuanlong's move at a glance: "Yes, that Xuanlong is practicing the method of forging souls, refining the impurities in the soul body that have been infected by the cultivators, but he doesn't seem to be trying to condense his own dragon soul, but ......"

Needless to say, the next scene directly reveals the answer.

"Ang!" When the last thunderbolt in the sky fell and fell on the soul of Xuanlong, Xuanlong almost howled in pain, and the earth-shattering cry infected almost everyone around him, and all the people present were powerful monks who had gone through countless wind and rain, but at this moment they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

The Xuanlong, who had suffered the last thunderstorm, slammed it to the ground, his whole body was scarred, and the gray-black scales turned outward, gradually peeling off from his body.

The sky gradually returned to tranquility, ......and a golden light rain gradually fell on the original dark cloud-covered place.

Most of the light rain fell on the top of Mo Yun's head, absorbed by someone hidden in it, and the remaining small part was partially absorbed by the dragon soul, and the other part was easily fished away by Qing Cang, and finally the little remnant that was left fell on the desolate Medicine King Island, nourishing the poor island.

The originally lifeless, dry and yellowish sand soil is gradually covered with vibrant, emerald green vegetation, which are the remnants of the sand and herb seeds, which quickly take root and sprout, shoot and blossom and bear fruit under the irrigation of golden light rain.

The island that was once dying was rejuvenated in an instant, which makes people feel magical and shocked, and marvel at this magnificent song of life!

"That's ...... God-given rain, this is the Thunder Tribulation!" I don't know who blurted out in shock, and the other people's expressions were more or less shocked.

They originally thought that this was the Heavenly Dao's punishment for the Great Shura Thunder Tribulation that was raging in the Nether Realm and creating a large amount of killing karma, but they never thought that this Thunder Tribulation would actually turn into a Thunder Tribulation halfway.

With uniqueness, other types of thunder tribulations are not heaven-endowed.

But if this is a godsend, it means that someone has broken through the cultivation and needs to cross the tribulation, and then there will be a tribulation and thunder tribulation, then ...... Who is that man?

"It's Ling Heng!" "Don't think about it, the thunder tribulation was hit on Mo Yun's corpse, and he was still on Mo Yun's body during the battle before, especially the head one, except for Qu Qingge and his party, there was no one else.

And Qu Qingge has now temporarily turned into the Sea Emperor, and the six Sea Clan Scattered Immortals who had previously protected her have now turned into their original forms and fallen into the sea, and at this time, they are following the other Sea Clan monks, looking up at the heroic posture of their Sea Emperor with burning adoration!

So after ruling them out one by one, the only one left was Ling Heng, a monk of the Terran Lingyun Sect.

Ling Heng has broken through the Transformation Stage!

It seems to confirm everyone's speculation, after absorbing the power of the heavenly rain, the injuries on the body began to heal, and the scales that peeled off around the body gradually grew back.

"Ang!" The silver dragon got up, raised his head to the sky and roared, flew up suddenly, and rushed towards a place above Mo Yun's head, the entire slender body was submerged in it, and after a dazzling flash of light, a long crisp dragon chant sounded from it, and a silver dragon burst out of it again.

This silver dragon is different from the previous one, he is more petite, his voice is young and crisp, and most importantly: he is physical!

The little silver dragon flew up in the air and circled around the sky, as if to pay tribute to the deceased elders, and then his cold gaze turned to the Sea Emperor Qingcang, who was still standing there, or rather, his gaze was fixed on the petite figure in the Sea Emperor's chest.

Because this Sea Emperor's distraction is made of clear water, through the Sea Emperor's body, everyone can still see that in his chest, there is a serene-looking girl levitating, she is Qu Qingge!

The silver dragon flew and swam over, landing on the palm of the hand that Qing Cang raised cooperatively, turning into a slender plain white figure, this person was Ling Heng!

"Please also ask the seniors to return her to me. Ling Heng respectfully bowed to Qing Cang and said sincerely.

Qing Cang lowered his head to look at this awe-inspiring, handsome young man of the Terran race, and recalled that the little girl he valued seemed to have the idea of using the Sea Emperor's Divine Descent Technique for the sake of this kid.

Although in the end, it was the people of the world who caused the child to consume his life and use the secret arts, but it could also make him, an old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years, guess the little girl's careful thoughts about this kid.

Qing Cang thinks that he is still very open-minded about the emotional attitude of the junior, so for the kid that this little girl likes, he loves the house and Wuxia, and his attitude can't help but be a little better, seeing that he also cares about the little girl, and even dares to stand in front of him to ask, he can't help but laugh heartily with satisfaction: "Hahaha...... Naturally, you can. ”

casually threw away the trident held in the other hand, without the blessing of the sea emperor's immortal power, the trident turned into sea water and flowed into the vast sea, while Qing Cang raised his free other hand and stretched it straight into his chest, ignoring the frightened eyes of others, he directly took Qu Qingge out of it and handed it to Ling Heng.

Ling Heng jumped neatly onto Qing Cang's other hand, took a few quick steps to pick up Qu Qingge who was lying in the palm of his hand, turned to face Qing Cang and said goodbye: "Thank you seniors, the lower realm does not allow the upper realm monks to stay longer, and the seniors should also leave." ”

This is said directly and politely, as if he invited someone to help him, and he couldn't wait to send the guest away after using the person, but Qing Cangzheng likes this straightforward way of speaking, so he is not annoyed, calculating the time, he should come over again if he doesn't go to the heavenly path, and he may not be able to coax it at that time.

I had to hurry up, Qing Cang stretched out his hand and grabbed the Shura Boundary Stone, put it in his pocket, and announced to the people around him with a strong attitude: "It is also a disaster for this thing to stay in the Nether, so let me take it away." ”

Qu Qingge was already loved by Qingcang, and Ling Heng was purely stained with the light of Qu Qingge in order to gain some face in front of Qingcang, but the others were not treated so well, seeing that the Sea Emperor was strong and domineering, they didn't dare to say much, they nodded yes, and they had to thank others.

Without the support of the boundary stone, the Shura Realm Gate was naturally closed, and seeing this, everyone had a sense of relief in their hearts, and they became more and more sincere when they thanked them.

"You don't need to thank me, thank this little girl if you want to thank me, if she wasn't willing to spend four hundred years of life in exchange for me to be distracted from the lower realm, you wouldn't be able to see me. Qing Cang waved his hand and said, seeing Ling Heng holding Qu Qingge and turning around to leave, he hurriedly stopped them: "Wait, I have something for this girl." ”

Ling Heng stood still and turned around, and before he could ask what Qing Cang was, he was doused with a handful of golden rain.

Feeling the powerful aura contained in the rain, he endured his desire for the rain, gave it all to the girl in his arms, and even carefully probed out the spiritual power into the girl's body to help her sort out the spiritual power.

These golden rains were just a small part of the heavenly rain that descended from the Heavenly Dao after Ling Heng broke through the Transformation Stage and was robbed by Qing Cang.

The Heavenly Rain is an existence that every monk desires, which contains a huge aura and vitality, which can not only heal all injuries, but also improve the monk's cultivation and strengthen the monk's foundation, which is the existence that every monk and even every living being is eager for.

Ling Heng had already absorbed most of the Ganlin before, and he naturally wanted to give the rest to the girl in his arms, he looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, and his eyes crossed with a strong sense of pity.

Just now, when he learned that Qingge had lost four hundred years of life, his originally rock-solid state of mind actually had a slight crack, and the monstrous anger was almost about to erupt, he wanted to ask those people why they didn't protect her, and let her sacrifice so much that she was the weakest, and couldn't even protect a little girl, could it be that those people's cultivation was all decorations?

But the warm body temperature of the person in his arms soothed him, Ling Heng understood that by now, Qingge's lifespan was irretrievable, and no amount of anger could change this, and the best way to solve this problem was to let her break through as soon as possible.

Qingge's cultivation has now reached the peak of Jindan, but there is still a certain distance from breaking through to Yuanying, and it will take at least a few years of precipitation, although he knows that even if he is a dozen young songs, he can still afford to wait, but her remaining twenty years of life is too insignificant in the eyes of Ling Heng, who has a lifespan of three thousand years, which makes him very uneasy.

So he would rather Qingge never grow up like his stepfather Xuan Han, rather than let her take another risk!

Yuanying Monk Shou Yuan Thousand Years, as long as Qu Qingge successfully breaks through, with her qualifications, it will not be a problem to break through the Transformation of God before the age of five hundred, and the Divine Transformation Monk will live for three thousand years, and the loss of four hundred and fifty years of life of Qu Qingge will not be a matter at that time.