Although he was scolded by a bald donkey, the dustless monk did not fight back, nor did he get angry, and some just smiled bitterly.

In the face of the stormy attack of the Cold Falling City, he only resisted and did not fight back.

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to cause a reaction from the thunder tribulation above, he raised his hand and slapped a palm print, and after resisting the attack from the cold city, he said in a deep voice.

"Alright!

"Who is going to make trouble for you! The old lady will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces today!"

"If you continue to mess around like this, Yan'er will really be killed by you!"

After Wuchen blocked another attack from Cold Falling City, he said in a deep voice again, with a hint of unusual sternness in his voice.

"What did you say?"

Han Tilt City was stunned for a moment, and for a while he forgot to attack the dustless old monk.

A pair of cold beautiful eyes, staring at Wuchen, wanting to listen to his next words.

"I mean, the smoke isn't dead!"

"How is that possible? tell me clearly!" she snorted with an uncontrollable tremor.

"How is it impossible? As long as the person who crossed the tribulation succeeded, or could not resist the power of the thunder tribulation and died, the thunder tribulation would disperse. But look, there is the slightest tendency for this thunderstorm to dissipate there now?!"

Speaking of this matter, the voice of the dustless old monk was also a little louder, and there was a faint voice of Huang Zhong Dalu.

Han Chengcheng didn't care about his attitude at this time, he was startled, and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the frost cave.

The thick silver thunder pillar really didn't disappear, it was still rumbling down, raging back and forth, still with a posture of wanting to destroy something.

There was a hint of gleam in her cold eyes, and then it was replaced by nervousness, and she held her low-hanging hand tightly and was silent for a while before slowly raising her palm and slowly spreading it out.

In the middle of her bloodstained palm, there were several broken pieces of jade, probably because of the squeezing of her palm, and the jade pieces were more severely broken than before.

She spread out her hands and looked at the dustless old monk quietly, without speaking.

"The natal jade plate doesn't tell everything. ”

Although he also had such a jade card in his hand, when he saw it at this time, Wuchen's body couldn't help but tremble.

After a slight silence for a while, he said in a firm voice.

"The old lady will believe you for the time being, if the facts do not match what you say, the time will not end!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and put away the Ice Sword? If you really touch the Thunder Tribulation again, that kind of heavenly power will descend, even if there is really any life, it will be wiped out by the impact!"

The dustless old monk didn't care about the words that Han Allure said endlessly, but stood on his chest with one hand, his thumb inward, and formed a Dharma seal.

Seeing him like this, Han Chengcheng was even more angry, and wanted to have a seizure, but it was not the right time to think about it, so he had to take back the Han Bingjian that showed his might.

Seeing this, the dustless old monk on the side waved the sleeves of his robe slightly, and above the sky, the colorful Buddha strings with frequent visions also quickly became smaller and flew down on his wrists.

Once the power of the two powerhouses faded, the thunderclouds in the sky also became a lot calmer, although they were still surging, but they were not as amazing as just now.

Seeing that the cold city turned his back to him, just looking at the frost cave with flashing lightning wholeheartedly, the dustless old monk secretly announced a Buddha horn, and also quietly watched the rolling thunder.

After the silver thunder disappeared, a golden divine thunder actually descended.

Han Tilt City estimated the power of the golden thunder there, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked and regretful in his heart, because this thunder tribulation was actually comparable to the second thunder tribulation when the god of transformation thunder tribulation!

If it weren't for his previous willfulness, if he had to regret the thunder tribulation, the power of the thunder tribulation would not be so great anyway.

When the golden thunder descended again, Han Chengcheng agreed with the opinion of the dustless old monk, Lin Qiuyan was indeed not dead, although the natal jade plate had been shattered, but I don't know why, she still existed, otherwise, this thundercloud should have dispersed anyway.

Although she was flustered in her heart, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the old monk standing side by side with her, standing two feet away, looking at the direction of the frost cave, and her heart settled down a lot......

Half an hour later, the manic thunder subsided, and the thunderclouds that covered the sky and the sun gradually dissipated.

The Iron Curtain-like darkness lifted, revealing the lead-gray sky once more.

The snowflakes did not fall, and the originally majestic peaks, after being ravaged, also became tattered, dozens of shocking openings, and the people who watched were terrified, for fear that it would not be able to hold on and burst into pieces.

The cold city didn't dare to be careless, until the thunderclouds completely dispersed, and they still stood there hesitating, not knowing if they should go in and have a look.

The dustless old monk naturally knew her current mood, and whispered a Buddha horn, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go in and have a look, since there is a turn for the better in the future, Yan'er shouldn't be fine." ”

As he spoke, he took the lead towards the Frost Cave.

Han Qicheng's complexion changed, and he secretly gritted his teeth, and was about to step forward, seeing that Wuchen had already set off first, his eyebrows were raised, and he said sharply: "Old bald donkey, you stand for the old lady, this is the important place of my Cold Pole Palace, you are an outsider, don't want to enter!"

As soon as he spoke, he disappeared in place, and when he resurfaced, he was already thousands of feet away.

Wuchen finally stood still, and didn't go inside, not because he was stopped by Frost City, but because he remembered the strange prohibition in the Frost Cave.

In case Yan'er is fine, at this time, if he enters the two transformation periods, the cold caused by him will definitely kill people.

Fortunately, at this time, a large hole was blasted out of the frost hole, and some scenes in the cave could be vaguely seen through there.

Because of the cold air and the natural prohibition in the frost cave, the two of them couldn't see the situation inside too clearly, but through the long passage, they could vaguely see some black and white lights flickering slightly.

It should be fine, and both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Don't look at the previous time, Wuchen was very calm, in fact, he was also worried in his heart, but at this time, there was already a person out of proportion, so there should always be someone who was sober to take charge of the overall situation.

If both of them are in a mess, then the matter is really going to happen.

Although he had basically determined that Lin Qiuyan would be fine, he still couldn't let go of it in his heart. So the old monk Wuchen released the colorful Buddha string and began to deduce, and the cold city on the side was not to be outdone and released the cold ice jian for observation.

After about a quarter of an hour, the two of them shook at the same time, looking at each other in disbelief.