People are in the sky, practicing the divine elephant prison power

There were groups of people everywhere, gathering together to discuss the various strange things happening in the East Wilderness.

"Go outside the Divine City to survive the tribulation!"

In the goddess' furnace.

Yan Ruyu was like an alluring enchantress. She licked the corners of her mouth seductively and swallowed the milky white Mengniu milk all over the floor.

Liu Yun tore the space open casually with his big hand, and a huge hole was torn in the space like a rag, revealing a deep space storm.

However, at Liu Yun's current point, a mere space storm could not stop him at all.

He took a step forward and brought Yan Ruyu to a dark scorched earth across hundreds of miles.

This is the place where Yao Xi survived the tribulation of transforming into a dragon.

"boom!"

Yan Ruyu just appeared outside the holy city.

A sea of ​​thunder fell from the sky and flooded this place all of a sudden. This was a sea of ​​catastrophe!

Endless thunder and lightning, thousands of feet of purple light, completely submerged the world. This is no longer a single lightning, but a sea of ​​thunder!
Nothing existed anymore, everything was submerged by thunder, it was blindingly bright, even if one was far away in the city of gods, one could still feel the extreme destructive force.

"Let's go, let's go, it's a good opportunity to see which faction the genius belongs to."

"Why do I have an inexplicable familiar feeling? It seems that I have seen this scene somewhere before."

"What is there to think about? The Tianjiao Thunder Tribulation is extremely rare. I don't know when I will see it again. Why don't you hurry up and catch up!"

A huge team flew out from the Divine City continuously, covering the sky and the sun. Even some powerful men were mixed in the fiery team and came to a mountain outside the calamity cloud.

"Yan Ruyu, I finally caught you. It's worth my waiting in the Divine City for a month!"

"I want to arrest you and investigate the real cause of my grandson's death."

On the top of the mountain, a golden figure stood proudly, with golden light in his eyes and murderous intent, staring at the beautiful figure in the thunder tribulation.

This is a tall and mighty old man, his whole body is blazing with golden light like a burning flame, his long golden hair is casually draped over his shoulders, looking extremely wild, his skin is also flowing with golden light, like a god.

It was none other than the famous Golden-winged Old Peng King, a well-known and peerless master among the demon clan. He was also a big figure among the demon clan in the central region, capable of dominating the world.

However, the old King Peng did not rush to take action. Under the thunder tribulation, all beings are equal, and he would not waste his life in vain.

"Old Golden Winged Peng King, you dare to show your murderous intentions to my woman. Even if your ancestor, the Golden Winged Peng Zun, comes, he can't save you."

Liu Yun took a casual glance at it and had already sentenced this old bird to death in his heart.

In the clouds, there was a middle-aged man with loose black hair, clear eyes, and a tall and strong figure. Just standing there, he had an unshakable aura, and it was obvious that he was a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

This is the head of the Feng clan, named Feng Jingyun.

At this moment, he was looking at the demon princess who was strolling leisurely in the thunder tribulation with a dim gaze.

"The death of the Saint of Purple Mansion will not be in vain. I will avenge you."

Amid the starlight, an old man in purple clothes loomed.

This figure is tall and majestic, wearing a purple gold crown on his head and a star robe on his body. His eyes are as bright as stars and he is surrounded by a majestic purple aura, like the reincarnation of the Ziwei Star God.

A supreme elder of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, a powerful man from the second level of the Immortal Realm, was ordered to investigate the cause of death of the Purple Mansion Saint.

At the same time, he is also the grandfather of the Purple Mansion Saint.

In the crowd, a figure shrouded in a black robe was staring at Yan Ruyu who was undergoing the tribulation in the sky with fiery eyes. He licked his black lips from time to time, and his pupils flashed with dark light, like a demon beast that was ready to devour its prey.

……

Liu Yun looked around and sensed the aura of many half-step powerful beings and even powerful beings.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action, as there seemed to be a hidden person present who was secretly plotting against his woman.

He wanted to catch all these people in one fell swoop and intimidate a group of unknown top figures before leaving.

……

Rumble!
Ninety-nine and eighty-one giant dragons appeared, and endless rays of light gushed out from the sea of ​​thunder.

It was not just a resemblance, it was exactly the same, with inherent beauty. The dragon-shaped lightning seemed to have life, making a dragon's roar and pounced towards it.

"Bang", "Bang"...

Yan Ruyu held the seal in her hand and chose to confront head-on.

At this moment, she seemed to have turned into a turquoise green lotus in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Clanging"

Yan Ruyu was as ethereal as a fairy. Behind her, strange phenomena appeared, chaotic aura flowed, and a gray and ancient scene appeared. In the endless chaos, a green lotus hundreds of feet in size swayed gracefully, swallowing and exhaling endless chaotic airflows, making people feel as if they had come to the initial era of the creation of the world.

This is a vision far more powerful than "golden lotus growing in the sea of ​​suffering" and can be called "green lotus conceived in chaos".

With the help of Liu Yun, Yan Ruyu has completed the return of her ancestral bloodline and truly possesses the original bloodline comparable to that of the Qing Emperor's own daughter.

In other words, from this moment on, Yan Ruyu was qualified to compete with many imperial princes and princesses.

Of course, the price was that the Green Emperor's heart became thinner, revealing a crystal clear and dazzling lotus bud.

And this is also the true appearance of the Green Emperor's Heart. The blood essence that was refined before was just a trace of blood attached to the surface of the Green Emperor's Holy Heart, and it was far from being the real Green Emperor's Heart.

This also explains why the Green Emperor's heart shrank so much. Only one drop of essence blood allowed Ye Fan, who was at the Wheel Bridge Realm, to advance to a higher level.

This is obviously unreasonable.

hum!
Yan Ruyu's figure was plain and hazy, she was elegant and beautiful, the green lotus behind her was swaying, full of vitality, and nine green lotus petals bloomed, rising into the sky, sparkling and glittering, instantly submerging the ninety-nine and eighty-one dragons.

Then the green lotus circled, emitting endless devouring power, and was actually devouring the ocean of thunder.

Using chaos as soil, thunder and lightning as food, and using green lotus petals to imprint the great Dao of heaven and earth, this is the true power of the Chaos Green Lotus.

However, within a moment, the so-called dragon transformation catastrophe directly became the food of the Chaos Green Lotus, and also made Yan Ruyu famous.

When everything fades away, people can see a graceful figure surrounded by rosy clouds and auspicious auras.

"It's the demon princess Yan Ruyu!" In the distance, someone recognized this stunningly beautiful figure.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly, a long roar was heard, cutting through the sky and rapidly approaching Yan Ruyu, who had just completed her tribulation. It was like a ray of golden holy light, dazzling and brilliant.

Roaring in the sky!

Everyone knew who was coming. It was the famous and super terrifying figure among the demon race—Peng Wang.

"What is he going to do? He looks murderous. Is he going to attack the demon princess who just survived the tribulation?"

That was the ancestor of the Golden Winged Little Peng King, a giant of the demon race, with tremendous combat power and the fastest speed in the Eastern Wasteland. All the major saints were extremely troubled by him. He stretched out a huge claw covered with golden scales and grabbed the dazzling green figure directly.

"Old King Peng, what are you going to do? Are you trying to commit treason?"

Yan Ruyu shouted softly, her face as cold as frost.

However, she did not show any fear. Instead, she stood proudly with a look of contempt.

With her cultivation level of only the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, she naturally could not be a match for the powerful men of the second level of the Immortal Realm, but who can blame her for having a good husband!
In front of her husband who can kill saints, the so-called great immortals are nothing more than tiny ants that can be easily killed.

"You are just a piece of shit, who gave you the courage to attack my woman?"

At this moment, the void was torn open like a rag, revealing the dark space storm inside.

A tall and mighty man, as majestic as a pillar supporting the sky, walked out.

This is Liu Yun who is hiding in the dark.

"It's the Holy Son of Yao Chi!" Someone watching the fight exclaimed.

Only then did people know who the person was who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Liu Yun stood quietly in the void, like a towering saint standing tall and upright. His palm was like a heavenly sword, and everything was at will, like a trace of heaven passing by.

Suddenly people saw a scene of extreme horror.

The space in front of Liu Yun began to break down inch by inch, as if an invisible sword from the sky passed through it, stretching for hundreds of miles, pointing directly at the giant claws of the Golden-winged Roc King.

"Crack!"

A voice that frightened countless people was heard, followed by a golden wing nearly a thousand feet in size, which fell heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

"Wow!"

The golden blood fell from the sky like a waterfall, like a river of blood, flowing endlessly.

"How is this possible? How can you be so powerful?"

The old golden-winged Peng King roared madly, and tried his best to circulate his divine power in an attempt to regenerate his severed limbs, but he found that a faint force lingered around his severed limbs, forcibly blocking the life force in his body.

You know, a cultivator since the fourth extreme realm can regenerate severed limbs, not to mention a powerful and majestic warrior like him. As long as his head is not chopped off or his consciousness is destroyed on the spot, physical damage has never been a problem.

Now, a small dragon-transforming monk had easily cut off one of his golden wings, and some mysterious power had blocked his recovery.

That's right, he had already seen that the person opposite him was just a small dragon-transforming cultivator, but his aura was like that of a god or a demon, extremely powerful, far beyond the boundaries of a saint, and seemed to have entered the legendary king of beheading.

This was simply beyond his imagination and beyond the world's understanding.

When did a dragon cultivator become so powerful?
Could it be an old monster wearing the skin of a dragon?
"Gudong!"

On the distant mountains, people seemed like ducks with their throats strangled, unable to make the slightest sound. Only the sound of swallowing saliva echoed between heaven and earth.

"What kind of evil person is this? How could he cut off an arm of the Golden Winged Peng King?"

"Isn't he a male saint son accepted by Yao Chi Holy Land a few years ago? How come he is so powerful?"

"Perhaps I have guessed the reason. It must be that the Holy Son of Yao Chi is extremely powerful, and even the Yao Chi Holy Land cannot refuse him and is willing to break the rules that have existed for more than 100,000 years for him."

……

Everyone was speculating wildly in their hearts, and all kinds of strange ideas emerged one after another, surrounding the figure that was as dazzling as the sun and the moon.

"Oh no, he wants to kill me!" The old golden-winged Peng King felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and felt a chilling murderous intent.

He moved and turned into a red light, and his speed increased more than ten times in an instant.

The old golden-winged Peng King had a keen sense of perception and sensed the greatest crisis since his debut, so he desperately used the golden-winged Peng clan's secret blood-burning technique. In an instant, he escaped hundreds of miles and appeared near a mountain in the divine city.

Unfortunately it's still useless.

"If I let you escape, won't I be unable to establish my authority today?" The faint voice echoed in the ears of the old golden-winged Peng King, but it made him feel scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

"What kind of monster is this? Even using the clan's secret Burning Blood Escape Technique, I couldn't escape from that man's control."

“Is he a man or a god?”

The old golden-winged Peng King didn't even turn his head, his whole body was glowing bright red like blood, and his speed doubled in an instant, soaring straight into the sky.

This was the last desperate attempt, burning the most precious golden roc blood in the body.

"You'd better come back obediently. I will keep you at the gate of Yaochi and make you a pet that will shock all the holy places!"

Immediately afterwards, the old golden-winged Peng King saw a giant hand supporting the sky, spanning a distance of thousands of miles, piercing through the void, and covering his head.

"Golden roc spreads its wings."

The old golden-winged Peng King roared towards the sky and transformed into a golden-winged Peng bird with broken wings. His whole body was shining with golden light. Every scale and every feather was shining with dazzling golden light, as if they were made of gold.

However, this could not stop his decline. The golden-winged Roc was seriously injured and kept coughing up drops of golden blood from its mouth, which fell into the sky.

The broken wing on the other side was still bleeding, like a bloody storm, dyeing the ground and trees along the way red.

"Shh!"

The big hand split the air, and the palm was covered with dense lines and various twisted runes. Looking closely, they were actually lines of space laws that seemed to be real.

This is truly a world in the palm of your hand, as if you can catch the stars and the moon.

This was indeed the case. A huge hand appeared in the air, transformed into a mountain with five fingers, and grabbed the gigantic Peng bird that was a thousand feet in size.

From afar, the space seemed to be condensing and distorting. The golden-winged Roc that was visible to the naked eye was shrinking rapidly, and along with the thousand-foot-long hand, it shrank back in front of Liu Yun.

When Liu Yun stretched out his palm, people were horrified to see a palm-sized golden roc bird, which was constantly tumbling and spreading its wings in Liu Yun's palm, with its golden feathers and beak clearly visible.

quiet!
The world fell into deathly silence.

The crowd watching seemed to have been paused. They dared not make the slightest sound, and even breathing deeply was a luxury.

This was indeed a terrifying killing god who actually captured on the spot a powerful demon who was comparable to the Saint Lord of Xiantai.

Not only that, he also turned a powerful man into a plaything in his hand.

The once powerful demon who was so glorious and roamed across the vast East Wilderness was now being held in the hand of a huge hand like a chicken, and was wailing in pain.

This is not about killing, but capturing alive, which is many times more difficult.

"What realm is Yao Chi Saint Son in?"

"How powerful is the Saint of Yao Chi?"

At this moment, everyone inevitably had this thought.

(End of this chapter)