Facing the gazes cast by the two, Li Yunsheng's face was still as heavy as water.

Whether it was the thunderstorm just now, or his own sword, there was nothing to excite him.

He stepped silently on a talisman and stood silently above the dome of the Meditation on the clouds that were surging up.

This should be the second time he has faced the thunder.

The first time was when he knocked on the gate of heaven with Xu Honghu, and that time his reaction to Xu Honghu's blocking of the thunder was similar to that of Ao Jiewu and Lu Canghai. This kind of excitement, in a sense, can be regarded as a kind of ignorance, ignorance of the way of heaven, ignorance of Xu Honghu's power.

And at this moment, the thunder in Li Yunsheng's eyes was not at all what it was when he saw it for the first time, and the speed, time, and even thickness of the black pressure clouds seemed to have meaning in his eyes.

As if in response to Li Bai's gaze, the thunder was "silent" for a longer time this time.

Although the thunderstorm has not descended for a long time, the aura of destruction coming from the thickening clouds has shrouded the entire Heavenly Climbing Platform and even the Haotian Temple like a mist. This aura became thicker and thicker as time went by, so much so that even Ao Jiewu was a little out of breath under this aura of destruction.

"If you don't come, I'll go find you. ”

Li Yunsheng, who had been staring at the cloud, suddenly raised his fingers.

A clear and long sword roar, like a dream, woke Ao Jiewu from the shroud of the aura of destruction, and then they saw that the Qinglong Sword was like a fish flying straight upwards in the dark and vast deep sea, and finally plunged straight into the clouds with a "bang", and in an instant, the golden thunder in the sky exploded, thinking about spreading around, but even if the entire dome was covered by golden thunder, but none of them fell on the surroundings of the green dragon.

After dispersing the clouds, the green dragon flew back again, still pointing the tip of its sword directly at the dome, quietly levitating above Lu Canghuang's head, waiting for Li Yunsheng's instructions. However, it was slightly different from before, and the sword body of the green dragon began to appear with a thunderous destruction aura that was very similar to that of the clouds.

Soon, above the dome, the clouds recondensed.

This time, not only the area of the dome of the Haotian Temple, but even the entire sea area where the Dragon Palace was located, were all shrouded in the calamity cloud in an instant, and the sea water below the calamity cloud was automatically separated, so that the Dragon Palace, which had been silent at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, was unobstructed and exposed under the sky.

Ao Jiewu saw this scene through the glazed windows of the main hall, and his heart was mixed for a while, looking at the posture of the ninth thunderstorm, if Li Yunsheng didn't catch it, I was afraid that her dragon clan holy land would also be destroyed under the thunderstorm.

In the face of this heavenly tribulation's response, Li Yunsheng still behaved calmly, he just shouted at the trembling Qinglong: "Go." ”

Under the simultaneous operation of the four unicorn bones, the coercion around him poured out uncontrollably, and the entire Haotian Hall was shocked.

Immediately after a huge "bang", the green dragon broke through the sky directly and went straight to the sky.

Almost at the same time, the ninth thunder tribulation descended, and the purple thunder flashed in the sky, enveloping the entire Dragon Palace, and the thunder in the center was like a long sword that crossed the heavens and the earth, stabbing straight from the dome of the Haotian Temple to the ascending platform.

At the moment when the green dragon and the thunder met, Li Yunsheng raised his hand and shook it hard:

"Fireflies. ”

As the words fell, countless golden sword lights were split from above the green dragon, like fireflies in the sky, and they all swept straight towards the cloudy sky.

There was a loud "bang", and the two forces collided in one place.

But after a stalemate of less than a breath, the green dragon and the golden sword around the green dragon tore apart the purple thunder in the sky, and the purple thunder that pierced through the heavens and the earth like a long sword was directly broken by the green dragon, and the green dragon in it was like bathing in a heavy rain of thunder.

Until they saw the black clouds above their heads disperse, Ao Jiewu and Lu Canghuang couldn't believe that the mighty Ninth Thunder Tribulation was wiped out by Li Yunsheng with a sword.

However, this shock was only for a short moment, because Lu Canghuang's dragon transformation was not over yet.

To be precise, we have entered the most critical step.

After the clouds dissipated, a purple flame slowly descended from the dome of the Haotian Temple.

This flame, Li Yunsheng did not let the green dragon stop it, because this purple fire is equivalent to the gift of the Heavenly Dao, and only by bathing in this purple fire can the body of the true dragon be truly refined.

Li Yunsheng, who put the green dragon back into the sheath, quietly watched as the purple fire fell on Lu Canghuang.

That small purple fire, the moment it came into contact with Lu Canghuang's body, immediately spread out with a "boom", enveloping its huge body entirely.

Lu Canghuang, who was scorched by this purple fire, let out a mournful voice completely uncontrollably.

However, both Li Yunsheng and Ao Jiewu know very well that no one can help it at this step, and if it can survive, it will be a new life, and if it can't survive, it will directly turn into a pile of ashes.

Compared with the calmness on Li Yunsheng and Ao Jiewu's faces, Xiaobai's heart was about to rise to his throat at this moment.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her two little hands twisted together vigorously, and every sorrowful cry from Lu Canghuang made her tremble.

This kind of nervousness and worry is completely uncontrollable, and it is an instinct that comes from the depths of the soul.

In the end, the purple fire was extinguished, and Lu Canghuang also fell into the ashes scorched by the purple fire.

Haotian Temple fell into a dead silence again.

"Get up, get up, get up......"

Xiaobai crossed her hands on her chest and whispered in her slightly immature voice.

However, because Haotian Hall was too quiet at this time, even such a small voice could still be heard clearly.

I don't know if I heard her shout, Lu Canghuang's body in the ashes suddenly moved.

Then its mutilated body, which had been scorched by the purple fire, rose from the ashes little by little, and only half of its head remained, swaying slowly from side to side as if it was looking for something.

In the end, its gaze stayed on Xiaobai:

"I ...... Be...... Who?"

This question, which was full of confusion, seemed to have some kind of magic, and even Li Yunsheng's heart trembled when he heard it, and he began to think uncontrollably, who was this Lu Canghuang in front of him.

But unfortunately, neither he nor Ao Xie could answer this question.

In the end, the eyes of the two fell on Xiaobai.

And Xiaobai's whole person seemed to be stunned, standing in place, looking at Lu Canghuang in front of her motionlessly, although her lips were squirming, she never said a word.

Lu Canghuang, who didn't wait for an answer, began to turn into ashes and fall down little by little.

"I ...... Be...... Who?"

It asked again.

The sound seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and the moment the words fell, its almost ordinary body directly turned into ashes and scattered all over the ground.

"You ......"

Just when Ao Jiewu and Lu Canghuang were thinking about whether the dragon transformation was going to fail this time, Xiaobai finally spoke.

"You are a dragon, you are a thyme tiller, you are my father. ”

Xiaobai muttered in a dream-like tone, and as she spoke, tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably.

In a few moments, golden flames began to rise from the ashes, and a dragon roar rushed up from the ashes.

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