Chapter 211: Thunder Tribulation

"Lord Yinyue, no, it should be some kind of exercise, it's really getting more and more interesting. The Split Eagle was startled at first, then had a playful smile in his eyes, as if he had seen an interesting prey.

The gray wings spread out, turning into a vague shadow, and quickly rushed towards Zheng Feng, although it was affected by the Thousand Heavy Waves Array, the speed was still a few points faster than Zheng Feng.

"Huh, what about people?" Split Eagle rushed to Zheng Feng, and suddenly found that the other party had disappeared, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Void Shuttle!

Zheng Feng's figure appeared behind the Split Eagle, and with a wave of his hands, a light blue starlight flew out, hitting the feathers behind the Split Eagle, and the Xuan Magnetic Starlight exploded instantly, and the feathers around him fell off one after another, and a small hole appeared on the wings.

"Ahh

"It's so easy to die!" Split Eagle was slightly stunned, and the corpse in front of him quickly dissipated, turning into a starlight and disappearing into the void.

At this time, the Split Eagle suddenly felt a strong danger, as if it had fallen into a furnace, and a blazing flame rose from its back.

The power of fire!

Zheng Feng let the star incarnation attract the attention of the Split Eagle, and he himself ran the Thousand Illusions Dafa, hid to the side, and took the opportunity to make a move.

A red flame enveloped the Split Eagle in an instant, and it suddenly turned into a ball of flames, and suddenly let out a miserable scream.

A surging demonic qi poured out from the cracked eagle's body, consuming a large amount of demonic qi, and finally extinguished the flames on his body, his whole body became jet black, and most of the feathers on his back were burned, exuding a burning smell.

"I'm ......" Splithawk's eyes erupted into flames, but before he could finish speaking, a white frost spread from under his feet, rapidly climbing, and freezing him in the blink of an eye.

The power of ice!

Zheng Feng's timing was just right, at this moment, in the spiritual heart, the power of the two origins was consumed, if it wasn't for the fact that the power of the two sources was too little, he would be able to kill the other party directly.

At the beginning, the power of the flame was just absorbing a small piece of fire phoenix eggshell, plus a piece of Bi Fang feather in the back, it was difficult to kill a Jindan late-stage cultivator, and it was also a demon clan known for its strong physique.

If the Divine Beast Huofeng or Bi Fang were here, they would be able to kill the Split Eagle by spewing out a mouthful of flames.

Zheng Feng quickly retreated, feeling the surging demonic energy surging on the Split Eagle again, it was estimated that he was about to get out of trouble, and immediately launched an order to the Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle on the side.

Purple Night God Thunder!

A bucket-thick purple thunderbolt descended from the sky on top of the Split Eagle's head, with a terrifying aura of destruction, like a thunder dragon, spreading its teeth and claws.

After absorbing the remnant soul of the divine beast Kui Niu, the number of Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle Purple Night Divine Thunder increased by a hundred times, and at this moment, all of his brains were released, and the Thousand Heavy Waves Great Array was torn apart in an instant.

When the Jindan period breaks through to the Yuan Infant Stage, it will generally cause a thunder tribulation, and if the Yuan Infant Stage wants to break the boundaries of this world and break through to a higher level, the heaven and earth will descend a small heavenly tribulation.

The small heavenly tribulation is generally divided into three thunder tribulations, and the last thunder tribulation is the Zixiao Divine Thunder, how many monks in the late Yuan Infant period have worked hard to cultivate for thousands of years, and died at the last moment at the hands of the Zixiao Divine Thunder.

Although the Purple Night Divine Thunder Thunder Thunder that the Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle is now emitting is far from all the power of the Little Heavenly Tribulation, as long as it has one-tenth of the power, it can kill any Jindan stage cultivator.

The unlucky Split Eagle, who had just broken free from the shackles of the power of ice, had not had time to rejoice, and was faced with a purple night divine thunder that struck right in the head.

Without even letting out a scream, the Split Eagle's body was shrouded in a cloud of purple thunder, which shattered in the void little by little, and its soul flew into smoke.

Chirp!

The Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle screamed softly, looking a little sluggish, Zheng Feng touched its head with great satisfaction, and put it into the spirit beast bag.

This time, all the Zixiao Divine Thunder will be released, and it will have to accumulate for a long time before it can be stored again, and there is another life-saving ability missing during this time.

On top of a big tree, the peony fairy ignored the broken array plate in her hand, staring at Zheng Feng in a daze, shocked by the scene just now, and still hasn't come back to her senses.

The five demon generals also seemed flustered at this moment, and the most powerful split eagles all died at the hands of the other party, and the fighting spirit suddenly dissipated.

The blood demon who was still entangled with Zhang Yang in the distance, saw the death of the split eagle, and immediately made a decision, and did not hesitate to cast a blood escape, and the blood river behind him instantly burned, and with all his strength he repelled Zhang Yang, and then quickly disappeared into the sky.

By the time Zheng Feng arrived, the Blood Demon had long since disappeared, which made him feel very sorry, and Zhang Yang was a late-stage Jindan monk, and the sword cultivator was known as the strongest attack, and at this moment, he didn't even have the mid-Jindan Blood Demon left, and he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

As a result, the remaining five demon generals were unlucky, and they inexplicably endured the anger of the flamboyant, and with the help of the peony fairy, the five demon generals were killed after a while.

Zheng Feng didn't help, he really just fought with the Split Eagle, and most of the spiritual power in his body was consumed, and at this moment, he was holding a spirit stone in his hand, and he quickly absorbed and recovered, just in case.

Then Zhang Yangyou led a group of people to sweep the Ten Thousand Demon Caves again, killing all the remaining demon soldiers, and this mission was successfully concluded.

After returning to the station again, after resting for a night, Zheng Feng decided to go out for a walk, but he didn't expect Zhang Yang and the Peony Fairy to join forces again.

The entire small building was covered by a layer of formation to prevent others from eavesdropping, and in the hall, Zhang Yang's face was heavy, and he sat opposite Zheng Feng.

"If what you said is true, then how did you know that?" Zhang Yang asked solemnly.

Zheng Feng roughly said the things in the Demon Tower, before the Hurricane Canyon encountered an ambush, there must be each other's internal response within the five major sects, plus the blood demon and the demon clan appeared together, these things are connected together, and the other party has to believe it.

After all, the demon clan has long since withdrawn from history for tens of thousands of years, and there are only some remnants of the demon clan, and there is no big storm.

The scene was silent, and it was difficult for anyone to accept this kind of thing at once, Zheng Feng was not in a hurry, holding a porcelain cup and drinking tea quietly.

"According to your speculation, the Blood Spirit Sect has rebelled, and your sect has also been infiltrated, and the Yin Ghost Sect is no better, and in the entire Northern Regions, only our Qingfeng Sect and the Crystal Palace are left. Zhang Yang analyzed.

"No, you may not have understood what I mean, there should also be some people in your Qingfeng Sect who have been infiltrated, and as for the Crystal Palace, most of them are female disciples, so the situation should be better. Zheng Feng said.

Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it possible, our Qingfeng Sect has strict rules......

"Can you guarantee that everyone is just like you?" Zheng Feng interrupted.