Carrying down the three tribulation thunders was already the limit of Jian Qingyu, and he even spat Shura blood in his mouth before, which showed that the injury was not light.

According to the progressive power of the three tribulation thunders that Jian Qingyu had experienced before, this fourth tribulation thunder was afraid that it would be enough to annihilate his body!

Of course, Jian Qingyu still has the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda, but the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda is not under his control, under that tribulation and thunder, whether the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda will protect his soul or protect his whole body, Jian Qingyu doesn't know!

At this moment, above the sky, the fourth tribulation thunder fell violently, and under the terrifying power of heaven and earth, the Black Jiao King's eyes showed a look of despair, and he wanted to struggle, but he was extremely powerless!

Jian Qingyu also hurriedly condensed, and the "Shura Gong" in his body was running rapidly, and at the same time, his left hand flexed his fingers and flicked continuously, and drops of Shura blood emerged, turning into a peculiar circular pattern, suspended above Jian Qingyu's head. Chapter Thirty-Nine: Annihilation

Carrying down the three tribulation thunders was already the limit of Jian Qingyu, and he even spat Shura blood in his mouth before, which showed that the injury was not light.

According to the progressive power of the three tribulation thunders that Jian Qingyu had experienced before, this fourth tribulation thunder was afraid that it would be enough to annihilate his body!

Of course, Jian Qingyu still has the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda, but the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda is not under his control, under that tribulation and thunder, whether the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda will protect his soul or protect his whole body, Jian Qingyu doesn't know!

At this moment, above the sky, the fourth tribulation thunder fell violently, and under the terrifying power of heaven and earth, the Black Jiao King's eyes showed a look of despair, and he wanted to struggle, but he felt extremely powerless!

Jian Qingyu also hurriedly condensed, and the "Shura Gong" in his body was running rapidly, and at the same time, his left hand flexed his fingers and flicked continuously, and drops of Shura blood emerged, turning into a peculiar circular pattern, suspended above Jian Qingyu's head.

A blood-colored light mask appeared around Jian Qingyu's body, a rich blood-colored light, exuding a domineering aura!

The pillar of thunder light fell suddenly, enveloping both the sword green jade and the Black Jiao King, and thousands of electric snakes frantically burrowed into the body of the Black Jiao King, making a slight explosion sound, the scales on the surface of the Black Jiao King's body continued to crack, the flesh and blood were charred black, and the huge body seemed to melt under the thunder pillar and became dry.

Jian Qingyu's body was protected by a rich blood-colored light, but the destructive power of the countless electric snakes was really terrifying, and in just two breaths, the blood-colored light mask began to become thinner, and the strange circular pattern above its head also quickly dimmed.

"Roar!"

In the pillar of thunder light, the Black Jiao King suddenly roared, and a rich black light rose from his body.

"What happened, why did the Black Jiao King suddenly skyrocket in strength!"

Jian Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and she was secretly shocked in her heart.

"It burns the demon pill!"

Jin Wuya shouted in a deep voice: "The Burning Demon Pill can make it gain powerful power in a short period of time, but the price is that the soul is scattered!"

Jian Qingyu was also secretly frightened in his heart, even if the Black Jiao King failed to cross the catastrophe, as long as he withdrew in time and gave up his body, he could escape from the demon pill and rebuild the demon.

But once the demon pill is burned, even if you withdraw and escape, the demon pill will definitely burn out, and your soul will be scattered!

"Ahh

The Black Jiao King stared at Jian Qingyu and roared, "Let's die together!"

Hearing this, Jian Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and he saw that the black scale magic weapon of the Black Jiao King had already swirled and flew over, bombarding the strange circular pattern above Jian Qingyu's head.

The Shura Blood Technique was already exhausted, and it was bombarded by the black scale magic weapon, and it suddenly cracked, and countless thunderbolt snakes frantically invaded Jian Qingyu's body.

"Poof!"

Jian Qingyu was hit hard, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of Shura blood spurted out directly, and his body began to crumble.

"Buzz!"

The frost condensation sword in Jian Qingyu's hand suddenly shone brightly, and a terrifying icy aura swept out, completely enveloping Jian Qingyu.

The sudden change made Jian Qingyu slightly stunned, and then he understood that this familiar aura was actually this Jin Wuya who had turned into a frost condensation sword spirit!

"Senpai!"

Jian Qingyu even said.

"It's okay, this old man is very familiar with it, and he already has some experience!"

Jin Wuya said.

Jian Qingyu looked at the cold sword qi that enveloped him, and the countless thunderbolt snakes continued to consume, but he did not show any decline, and his heart was a little relieved.

"No!"

Seeing that Jian Qingyu had turned the tide again, the Black Jiao King roared unwillingly: "I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconcile......d."

However, the power released by the Black Jiao King's Burning Demon Pill had already been consumed under the erosion of countless electric snakes, and its huge body was rapidly withering as the light on its body surface weakened.

After only a few breaths, the voice of the Black Jiao King slowly disappeared, and at the same time, its huge body disappeared.

The Black Jiao King failed to cross the catastrophe and disappeared!

With the fall of the Black Jiao King, the tribulation thunder also dissipated, but the thunder pillar that originally destroyed everything like a devastating and decaying thunder disappeared directly, and on the ground in the belly of the mountain, only the embarrassed sword Qingyu, the dim light Frost Sword and a few relics of the Black Jiao King remained!

Most of the demon beasts store items in their bodies, which are easy to carry and use, and this time the Black Jiao King failed to cross the catastrophe, and most of the items were destroyed under the thunder, and only a few items remained.

"Senior, are you alright?"

The thunder dissipated, and Jian Qingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the dim light of the Frost Sword, and hurriedly transmitted.

Jin Wuya used to be a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal Sword Immortal powerhouse, and now the Frost Condensation Sword is also a quasi-immortal weapon, resisting the fourth thunder tribulation of the three nine heavenly tribulations, it has actually dimmed the light of the Frost Sword to this point, I am afraid that Jin Wuya's resistance to the Thunder Tribulation is not as simple as he imagined!

"It's fine!"

Jin Wuya sighed lightly, and a feeling of weakness was revealed in his voice: "The soul is lost too much, I'm afraid I will have to sleep for a while!"

"Soul drain!"

Jian Qingyu's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he said, "The senior just used the power of the soul to resist the thunder for the junior!"

"Hmm!"

Jin Wuya nodded and said, "Don't worry, with your sword scabbard made of soul-nourishing wood, the old man will wake up soon!"

"Senior, is there a way to revive you as soon as possible?"

Jian Qingyu said.

"Of course, there is!"

Jin Wuya said: "The old man's soul is weak, so he needs to sleep and recuperate, if there is a treasure with the power to repair the soul, refine it into liquid, soak the frost sword in it, the old man will absorb the essence of it, repair the soul, and wake up in advance!"

"However, there are very few treasures to restore the power of the soul, and they are hard to find, and the old man has never found it in your storage ring!"

"Everything is fate, you don't have to force ......"

Jin Wuya's voice gradually weakened, and then disappeared, and the Frost Condensation Sword seemed to have fallen silent, the sword intent dissipated, and the cold light was restrained.

"Master!"

In the direction of the mountain wall not far behind him, there was the voice of the three-tailed demon fox, Jian Qingyu turned his head to look, only to see the snow-white fur of the three-tailed demon fox Yan Er rushing over, and said in his mouth: "Master, you are not injured!"

"It's fine!"

Jian Qingyu shook his head slightly, looked at the three-tailed demon fox with some surprise, and said, "You're not injured either, are you?"

"Hmm!"

The three-tailed demon fox showed a sly smile and said, "I dug a cave in the mountain wall at the beginning and hid in it, so when the catastrophe came, it didn't affect me!"

"You're smart!"

Jian Qingyu smiled helplessly, his eyes turned to the relics of the Black Jiao King and the Snow Lion Tiger King, reached out and grabbed them, took them into his hands, and then directly put them into the storage ring, and turned his head to look at the Skyfall Divine Sword in the center of the mountain.

The battle just now and the bombardment of the Thunder Pillar of Light, the center of the mountain's belly was already in shambles, and the stone platform had already turned into flying ashes, leaving only the Skyfall Divine Sword that was inserted in the ground and shrouded in blood-colored light.

On the blade of the Skyfall Divine Sword, the black liquid flow transformed by the black crystal had already been submerged into the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword, and the breath of the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword had already gone further, barely reaching the rank of the best spiritual weapon.

After a moment, the blood-colored light on the Skyfall Divine Sword gradually stabilized, and then the restraint dissipated, levitating in front of Jian Qingyu, emitting a clear sword groan.

Jian Qingyu smiled slightly, grabbed the Skyfall Divine Sword, felt the domineering aura contained in it, couldn't help but show a smile, nodded slightly, and turned his hand to insert it into the scabbard behind his back.

"Fox Yan'er, let's go!"

Jian Qingyu turned his head to look at the three-tailed demon fox beside him, and said lightly.

"Yes!"

The three-tailed demon fox hurriedly bowed slightly, and his body became larger.

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

As soon as the words fell, he stomped down violently, and the entire mountain belly shook violently, countless boulders continued to fall down, and the sword green jade soared into the sky, exiting towards the top of the mountain, jumping several feet high.

The three-tailed demon fox hurriedly followed, holding the sword green jade on his back, and continued to fly upwards quickly.

"Fox Yan'er, bury this belly!"

Jian Qingyu stood on the back of the three-tailed demon fox with his hands in his hand, and commanded lightly.

"Yes, master!"

The three-tailed demon fox responded softly, and then spewed out a cloud of demonic power in the air, attacking the surrounding mountain walls.

Countless boulders fell down on the mountainside like a torrential rain, and in the blink of an eye, most of the mountainside dozens of feet deep was heavily buried.