Zhang Yixian has been surrounded by the surrounding heavenly soldiers who have laid a net of heaven and earth, and the cultivation of each of these heavenly soldiers is not lower than the Mahayana realm, plus the time spent honing in the heavenly court army, the foundation of each of them is very solid, and the three or two people will perform the combined attack technique learned in the army together, and its power will be feared even by the monks of the Tribulation Realm.

And at this moment, not to mention that Zhang Yixian has been covered by the Tianluo Net, not to mention whether he can wake up, even if he regains consciousness and wants to break the Tianluo Net, which was arranged by these Heavenly Soldiers, unless he can gather more than ten times the number of Tribulation Monks in an instant, and he will attack towards the same vulnerable place above the Tian Tianluo Net at the same time, so that it is possible to defeat him.

But at this moment, Zhang Yixian was wholeheartedly immersed in the thunder power that devoured the vitality of his heart, and he couldn't care about so much in the outside world.

And the Confucian students on the opposite side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Zhang Yixian being taken down.

"Take it away!"

Confucian Sheng said coldly, and then looked at Zhang Yixian's motionless body with indifferent eyes.

In his opinion, Zhang Yixian, who has been captured, is not much different from a dead person at the moment, and after arriving in Heaven, entering the Heavenly Prison, those who specialize in dealing with prisoners have a way to make them die silently, and what is even more terrifying is that those who die in the Heavenly Court and Heavenly Prison, whether it is a god, a human, an immortal, or a demon, none of them can retain their intact divine souls, and even leaving a remnant soul to reincarnate is a luxury.

Moreover, Zhang Yixian's crime is a bit special, he committed it knowingly, and with the crime of contempt for heaven, maybe just dying like this can be regarded as a grace of heaven.

There is no joy or wave in Confucianism's heart, he has seen a lot of such things, and over time, he naturally does not feel any special feelings.

With a wave of his hand, the heavenly soldiers on the side controlled the mana in his hands, and slowly brought Zhang Yixian, who was controlled by the heaven and earth net, to the front.

The other two Confucian scholars and the remaining heavenly soldiers all came over together, looking at the young man in front of him with his eyes closed and a calm look on his face.

There is no handsome face against the sky, there is no more noble temperament than the immortal, and there is no cultivation more powerful than the heavenly general, and the rest seems to be nothing special except for the overall look a little better.

The two Confucian students didn't understand why such a "god" was actually worthy of the most beloved little princess in the entire heavenly court, risking her life and asking her mother to save his life.

Doubts in my heart are doubts, but not everyone envies this kind of marriage that is jealous of the sky.

"Everyone takes turns casting spells, and you must make sure that nothing happens before you reach Heavenly Court!"

A leading heavenly soldier said in a deep voice, and then stood directly beside Zhang Yixian and took over a person's position himself.

Just when everything was ready, Confucius waved his hand, and the heavenly soldiers above the clouds slowly acted, and then the clouds under their feet began to slowly rise above their heads.

"Oh no! if this continues, this kid's secret will be exposed to heaven, and my plan ......"

Yuan Yi pondered, he was thinking about the benefits and losses.

After a while, feeling that Zhang Yixian's entire mind was still immersed in the power of thunder in his body, Yuan Yi's expression became even deeper.

"Hey, help people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. Come on!"

Yuan Yi sighed, and then shouted loudly in his hand, and a subtle soul power containing a trace of mysterious aura instantly passed through the Chenghuang Golden Seal, and even the heaven and earth net that trapped Zhang Yixian was easily passed through by Yuan Yi's soul power, without even a trace of hindrance.

The next moment, as if to confirm the last word "come" in Yuan Yi's sentence just now.

Suddenly, a humanoid lightning bolt in the sky slashed directly from the clouds in the sky towards the heavenly soldiers who were rising in the sky.

With a loud bang, the humanoid thunder and lightning that suddenly appeared slashed directly at Zhang Yixian, who was surrounded by the heaven and earth net, and in an instant, the rich thunder power contained in the thunder and lightning was submerged in Zhang Yixian's body, and then, Zhang Yixian, who was immersed in it all of a sudden, was suddenly thundered.

It wasn't because this humanoid lightning appeared and split his body even more severely, making his injuries even worse, but after the humanoid lightning struck him, the power of thunder and lightning that was ten times richer than the previous thunder and lightning spread, and a magical scene appeared where the power of thunder passed through and absorbed his vitality.

I saw that where this rich thunder and lightning power passed, there was a scorched paste at first, and it seemed that all the organs were necrotic, but then, immediately after, a force that repelled it slowly separated from the thunder and lightning............ A breath of life.

When the vitality appeared, all the muscles that had been rubbed by the power of thunder began to slowly recover, and then slowly developed in a good direction.

Zhang Yixian, who had been immersed in it for a long time, also discovered this phenomenon that surprised him at the same time, and he didn't understand why a more massive thunder and lightning force could cause such a consequence.

"Could it be that the reason why the realm of tribulation is different from the Mahayana realm is that this realm will be reborn after death?"

At this moment, Zhang Yixian suddenly felt that he had grasped something, and there were faint signs in his heart that he could see through everything.

Slowly, feeling that the place in his body that had lost its vitality slowly regained its vitality, Zhang Yixian's whole person was in an indescribable change, and a very rare aura appeared on his body, which was a kind of traction force, somewhat similar to the existence of a magnetic field.

When the traction force on Zhang Yixian's body appeared, the clouds above his head and the clouds around his body changed at this moment.

The clouds that had been white gradually became darker, and they also changed from the soft state of being blown by the wind to the momentum of the storm.

Occasionally, thunder and lightning emitting purple lightning could be seen flowing slowly among the clouds.

The next moment, as if to confirm what he thought in his heart, a stronger traction force appeared on Zhang Yixian's body than before, and the thunder and lightning that had been brewing in the clouds for a long time seemed to have found an outlet, and blasted straight towards the top of Zhang Yixian's head.

At this moment, Zhang Yixian's whole person can be described as five thunders.

But these are not counted, the heavenly soldiers who have been struggling to support the net of heaven and earth are miserable, although the lowest cultivation among them is also the realm of tribulation, and their bodies have already undergone the baptism of thunder between heaven and earth, but at this moment, so many thunderbolts are coming towards them indiscriminately, and no one can stand it.