The eldest husband Liang Jin's heart was in his throat, and a pair of old eyes stared at the center of the Thunder Waterfall without blinking.

He has lived for thousands of years, and he has seen no less than a hundred thunderstorms with his eyes, but it is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying thunderstorm in front of him.

"It is said that the Demon Clan's Heavenly Tribulation is strong, but it is not so strong, right...... When the old man first entered Huazhen, the heavenly tribulation he suffered was less than one percent of this thunder tribulation, and the holy woman was just a mere way, what happened...... It is impossible to trigger such a thunderstorm......"

The thunder tribulation continued, and the Great Elder's thoughts did not stop for a moment, until he felt the slightest trace of destructive power in the air, and a look of horror burst into his eyes.

"Could it be...... Is it the Heavenly Dao that does not allow the Holy Lord to come to the world to attract this world-destroying heavenly punishment?" Thinking of this possibility, the Great Elder's old face became completely panicked, and it looked like the Heavenly Tribulation would find him in the next second.

"Quick...... Hurry!Hurry up, please take out my Divine Domain Holy Weapon!Don't let the Holy Maiden die under the thunderstorm!!"

Gong Liangjin was really panicked, and after shouting these words, he remembered that the Zhenhai Holy Weapon in the Divine Domain was in his own hands.

"Hey......"

After slapping his head hard, Gong Liangjin's figure flashed and disappeared directly into the sea of fog.

Looking at the Great Elder who left in a hurry, the cultivators in the field shook their heads, sighed, and a few looked forward to it.

The holy weapon needs to be sacrificed before it can be used, such as today's catastrophe, and when the great elder invites the holy weapon, I am afraid that the holy woman has already fallen for a long time......

Little Fox is not an ordinary saintess, she is a quasi-goddess with a bloodline closest to the goddess rank in the Divine Domain for tens of thousands of years. The accident of the quasi-goddess is an irreparable loss for the entire divine domain, but among the few people who are looking forward to it, there are so many people who are not happy that the holy woman can be destroyed under this heavenly calamity.

Hope is usually plump, but reality is often skinny.

When the six-colored thunder waterfall continued for a few breaths and did not dissipate its momentum, the faces of some people finally changed, and they no longer had the leisurely look of Fang Cai.

"Damn! I'm still alive under such a thunderstorm, this slut's life is really hard!"

"Who said it wasn't, since she beat her to the Goddess Peak, our sisters' days have not been comfortable, and now her cultivation has reached the realm of the Harmony Dao, and she doesn't want to kick her out of the Goddess Peak, I'm afraid that she will really respect her in the future......"

The two saints, Wu and Rong, exchanged in a low voice, and now that the Heavenly Tribulation was gaining momentum, no one noticed their conversation.

The aura of destruction became stronger and stronger, and there was a flicker of blood light in the depths of the sea of fog, but compared to the horror of the Heavenly Tribulation, the trace of blood light floating above the white mist was almost negligible.

After a pillar of incense, the Thunder Waterfall finally began to weaken, but everyone could no longer sense a trace of the breath belonging to the Xi Holy Maiden.

An extremely depressing atmosphere spread in the air, and a touch of sadness appeared on everyone's faces, even the elders of the Wa clan, who had always opposed Little Fox, sighed.

The reason why they did not oppose the Holy Maiden was to curb the Hall of Elders from sitting on the throne on the one hand, and on the other hand, they were driven by interests, but no matter what the reason, they never thought of asking the Holy Maiden to die, and the bloodline runes could not be faked, and she was indeed the heir chosen by the Holy Lord.

"From today onwards, my Wa clan will recognize the quasi-god status of the Xi Shengnu, no matter whether she survives or not, the people of the Wa clan will not be enemies of her in the future!" The patriarch's voice echoed in the minds of all the Wa clansmen, and several Wa clan elders nodded secretly, and they also raised their hands in favor of the patriarch's decision in their hearts.

For the rise of the Wa clan, they have already violated their conscience once, and now that the Si people are gone, why bother to make a false name and get along with themselves?

Wa's decision was made in secret, so the daughters of the Divine Peak had no way of knowing, at this moment, when everyone felt sorry for the Holy Maiden, only the daughters of the Divine Peak, whose sad expression revealed a trace of joy.

Feeling that the thunder tribulation began to dissipate, Gong Liangjin was completely desperate, he had already tried to lose half of it to forcibly open the holy seal, but it was too late after all.

"Could it really be that the heavens want to extinguish the last trace of vitality of the Holy Lord?" Looking at the blood mist that was getting thicker and thicker, Gong Liangjin's eyes were full of confusion: How could this be?

"Blame me, blame me, I knew that I was going to encounter such a catastrophe, I would make all preparations before she broke through......" At this moment, Gongliangjin was more than a hundred years old, and at this time he was like a helpless child, sitting on the ground and crying.

The secret of the place of divine burial is only in the hands of the head of the Hall of Elders of the past dynasties, and it is because of the understanding of the secret that no one knows better than him, how great the fall of the Holy Maiden of Xi is to the loss of the Divine Domain to the Holy Lord.

The hope of tens of thousands of years could have been achieved in his generation, but because of his momentary negligence, this hope may have been postponed for countless years.

After tens of thousands of years and dozens of generations of Divine Domain people's hopes, now because of his negligence, all of them have been shattered.

He is already old, and the last wisp of the Holy Lord's soul is almost exhausted, and in his lifetime, I am afraid that he will never see the day when the Holy Lord is resurrected......

The dazzling golden light rose to the sky, and the holy weapon sealed in the holy mountain had already responded, but at this time, Gong Liangjin no longer had the intention to activate it.

On the sea of stars outside the Divine Domain, the Heavenly Tribulation that made countless people tremble and tremble finally dissipated, and the aura of the holy weapon that had not appeared for a long time also came at the same moment.

It's just that the people have passed away, and the holy artifact is useless, who will have the heart to appreciate the light of the holy artifact.

The thunderstorm dissipated, the downpour also stopped at this time, the dark clouds in the sky collapsed, the long-lost sun also showed its bright smiling face, and the sky after the rain and the blue sea were connected, like the purest crystal in the world, showing its purest side.

The sea was as blue as a wash, everything seemed to have been destroyed by thunder, countless figures flew over the sea, and a crane roared in the air from time to time.

Everything was as before, if it weren't for the terrifying catastrophe that everyone had seen with their own eyes, they would all have begun to wonder if the catastrophe was an illusion? Otherwise, how could there not have left the slightest trace?

The gorgeous rainbow appeared in the sky at some point, and the spiritual rain full of mysterious power poured on everyone, but it was difficult for people to raise a little joy.

There are fewer and fewer people participating in the search, and everyone thinks that there is no need to search for the bones of the little fox who was robbed by the thunder, only Luan Ting and Luan Qing are still repeating.

The hundred-mile range of the little fox under the sea has been searched by them over and over again, not to mention people, not even a piece of bones.

"Impossible ......"

"How is that possible......"

"Even if it falls, it won't leave even a single remain......"

The little demon is not a god

The little demon is not a god