After the ascent failed

Chapter 572 Destroyed
Each of Jinpeng Patriarch's Pengling Golden Swords had the power of high-level innate spirit treasures, but they were all swallowed up by the Immortal Trace Gate in the blink of an eye.

Patriarch Jinpeng was stunned, and at the same time, he was a little more wary of this fairy gate.

Master Dao Ling was also a little puzzled.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, clouds gathered in the sky, and terrifying thunder came from it, turning into a thick thunder snake and shooting down, the target was pointing directly at the gate of the fairy trail!

Qinglong King and Patriarch Jinpeng both looked slightly stunned.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening thunder, and the thunder in the sky was densely covered like a tide, instantly covering the gate of the fairy trail, and then a surging force of suction swept all directions, trying to draw the gate of the fairy trail into the void .

In the Gate of Immortal Traces, Master Dao Ling released his spiritual thoughts, and then he seemed to feel something.

Although he used the Gate of Immortal Traces as his body, he was still able to get out of his body, and then a phantom appeared on the gate of light, looking at the sky thunder in the sky with a somewhat complicated look.

Qinglong King and Patriarch Jinpeng raised their heads at the same time, and saw that above the top of the nine clouds, the sky was slowly splitting, and the thunder became more dense like rain, and they all rushed down on the gate of the fairy trail.

"It's a catastrophe!"

Qinglong King seemed to understand something, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shouted at Patriarch Jinpeng: "Dao Ling actually triggered a thunder disaster at this time! Brother Jinpeng, retreat!"

Patriarch Jinpeng's face changed drastically upon hearing this.

Not caring about other things, Patriarch Jinpeng immediately put away his golden feather cloak and fled.

Although his cultivation base has reached the perfection of Dongtian Realm, he is still not confident that he can resist the sky thunder. What's more, the monster race needs to experience the catastrophe of transformation first, and he has not yet reached that step. !
What he never expected was that the Thunder Tribulation fell almost as fast as a meteor bursting into flames, and just as the movement was released, a roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

Patriarch Jinpeng looked terrified. Looking back, he saw dense thunderbolts rushing down towards Daoling, and the bright thunder light poured in like covering the sky and covering the earth. There was a flash of thunder before his eyes.

Master Dao Ling stood there with his head up, looking at the thunder disaster in the sky, neither sad nor happy in his eyes, as if he was facing some kind of long-awaited fate.

"It's a pity that I came here at a bad time..."

A wry smile flashed in Dao Ling's eyes, he fought with all his strength against Qinglong King and Patriarch Jinpeng, and he had exhausted a lot at this moment, but the thunder disaster came at this moment.

"Forget it, maybe this is my fate."

Master Dao Ling smiled slightly, and closed his eyes the moment the thunder fell.

"boom!"

A turbulent sky thunder suddenly fell, rushing fiercely into Dao Ling's primordial spirit. In an instant, the thunder light flooded everything, and many buildings in the Tianhun Sect were also destroyed.

"No!"

Patriarch Jinpeng's eyes were wide open, and the bright thunder light surrounded his body. The golden feather cloak was torn on the spot, and there was a tragic wailing sound from his mouth.

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and he was directly turned into a blood mist by the lightning.

A big monster with a perfect Dongtian realm died on the spot under such a catastrophe!

On the square, some ordinary cultivators of the two races didn't even have a chance to dodge. They were all turned into flying ash under the thunder, and the screams kept coming and going.

The thunder came suddenly, and disappeared very quickly. After sweeping through most of the sky, the light gradually dimmed, and finally dissipated away.

At this time, the Heavenly Soul Sect was in ruins, and none of the disciples survived. Except for those low-level demon cultivators who were far away, the rest of the demon army was also killed by Lei Jie, and all of them died without a whole body.

The Azure Dragon King's pupils contracted violently, full of horror.

There was a certain distance between him and Dao Ling Daoist, so he could escape by luck, but he was also shocked by Tianlei to vomit blood and retreat.

"Is this the power of the catastrophe? If I ascend in the future, can I survive safely?"

The Azure Dragon King's heart twitched violently, and it was the first time he felt so close to death.

As strong as Jinpeng Patriarch was killed by Tianlei, and his cultivation level was similar to him, if it wasn't for good luck, he would have already ended up in the same end as Jinpeng Patriarch by now.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Qinglong King looked up and saw a faint light in mid-air, the gate of the fairy trail was floating, but there was no Dao Ling's figure on it, and his divine sense disappeared without a trace.

"Did Dao Ling succeed in crossing the tribulation? Or did he die?"

A look of surprise flashed in the Azure Dragon King's eyes.

Immortal Dao Ling was completely out of breath at this time, making it impossible to judge whether he was successful or not.

Qinglong King's eyes flickered. With the power of the thunder calamity just now, the ancestors of Jinpeng were all wiped out. Dao Ling fought against them with one enemy and two before, and the primordial spirit was consumed. All gone.

"Dao Ling, this can only be said to be your fate. Even if you are close to the thunder disaster period, you will not be able to break through and ascend." The Azure Dragon King sneered.

He let out a long breath and looked towards the fairy gate in midair.

"It was just now that Daoling possessed the gate of the Immortal Trace, which caused the thunder calamity. It is rumored that this gate has a secret leading to the spirit world. Could it be that the catastrophe itself is related to it?"

The Azure Dragon King stretched out his hand, and the Gate of Immortal Traces fell into his hands. He measured it carefully, and gradually a proud smile appeared on his face.

"This fairy gate should have belonged to me 200 years ago!"

No matter how hard he tried, he finally got this thing.

"Father!" Long Xuan and Long Ting came to the front, "Congratulations to father for getting the gate of the fairy trail. In the future, he will surely ascend to the spirit world and achieve great achievements!"

The Azure Dragon King nodded lightly, showing more and more satisfaction as he held the door of the Immortal Trace.

He glanced at the two brothers and said: "You two are fine, so I am relieved. How about the casualties of our family?"

"Returning to my father, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is too powerful. Our family suffered heavy casualties. Many elites fell in this disaster. The patriarchs of other monster clan branches also perished under the protection of the elders of the Heavenly Soul Sect. .” Long Xuan lowered his head and said.

The scene of the catastrophe coming just now made him feel lingering fear. If it weren't for the distance between him and Longting, he would have died long ago without a place to bury him.

The Azure Dragon King's face was a bit ugly.

In this attack on the Heavenly Soul Sect, all the monster dragons were out, and the casualties were so heavy that it may take two or three hundred years to recover.

Long Xuan raised his head, and said again: "Father, according to the people of the Tiger Clan and the Fox Clan, a group of monks from the Heavenly Soul Sect escaped with the help of the teleportation array during the previous battle. Those are all elite disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect."

"Oh, is there a fish that slipped through the net?" The Azure Dragon King was still looking at the gate of the Immortal Trace with a smile on his face, and he didn't care about what Long Xuan said.

"Father, look at this..." Long Xuan asked for instructions.

"Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, you two brothers should lead people to chase them yourself." The Azure Dragon King waved his hand lightly, "The reason why the Heavenly Soul Sect left these disciples is to return to Zhongzhou to wait for their rise, and you chase them in the direction of Zhongzhou. .”

"Yes!"

The two took orders immediately.

……

In a hidden ancient forest, one after another figure meditated and adjusted their breath.

They looked tired, and some of them were still stained with blood. It was obvious that they had just experienced a brutal fight.

These people are the hundreds of disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect sent out from the Heavenly Soul Palace.

Guan Ruoruo regained his vitality silently, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Chunyang standing in front, frowning and looking in the direction of the Heavenly Soul Sect behind.

"Brother Ye, what's the matter?"

Guan Ruoruo walked up to Ye Chunyang and asked.

Ye Chunyang was silent for a moment, looked back and shook his head: "It's nothing, have you all adjusted your breath? It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, and you need to rush to the border as soon as possible before you can return to Zhongzhou."

"The breathing has been adjusted, and we can leave at any time." Guan Ruoruo said.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Chunyang didn't say much, called Ye Yao and Lin Yu, and set off with all the disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect.

It was hundreds of miles away from Tianhunzong, and he wasn't worried that there would be chasing soldiers, but he just felt the breath of thunder in the direction of Tianhunzong.

Dao Ling is the only person in the Heavenly Soul Sect who can trigger Lei Jie, but the appearance of Lei Jie at this time seems to be a bit of a coincidence.

And when the thunder calamity came, he seemed to feel an unusually familiar aura, and the fairy gate on his body seemed to move a little bit.

However, with the disappearance of the thunder calamity, the movement of the gate of the fairy traces also calmed down.

Although Ye Chunyang was a little puzzled about this, he didn't think much about it. At this time, the most important thing is to rush back to Zhongzhou as soon as possible.

"It will take at least six days to get back to the borderlands from here. With these oil bottles, the speed may be twice as slow, so it will take half a month to arrive." Ye Yao counted with her fingers.

"Elder Ye is righteous. Since he has promised Elder Mu Kui, he will never leave these disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect alone." Lin Yu looked at the young man in front of him, and a trace of warmth flashed across his cold and beautiful eyes.

If you were someone else, I'm afraid you wouldn't agree to this matter, would you?

On the surface, the young man is very calm about everything, but unexpectedly he is so affectionate.

Guan Ruoruo looked back in the direction of Tianhunzong, his eyes were slightly red, and there was an indescribable discomfort.

The same is true for other Tianhunzong disciples.

They looked at the mountain gate reluctantly, with heavy expressions and choked throats.

But they knew that there was no benefit other than making unnecessary sacrifices, so they finally turned around and left with Ye Chunyang.

At this moment, clouds and mists suddenly gathered in midair, and a fierce wind swept in, and figures appeared one after another, enveloping everyone with murderous aura.

"Hey, everyone's escaping speed is a little slow. It only takes a few hours for me to catch up. Do you plan to kneel down and die by yourself, or let me slowly torture you?" Laughter resounded from the monster mist, Long Ting appeared from it, and the little dragon king Long Xuan was beside him.

The expressions of all the disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect changed.

"They caught up so quickly!" Guan Ruoruo sank to the bottom of the frosty valley with one heart. Like Long Xuan, he reached the peak of Jindan Realm Consummation.

Although hundreds of Tianhunzong disciples have excellent aptitude, they have not really grown up. Except for her and two young people who have reached the out-of-body stage, most of them are still in the soul-shaping stage.

In contrast, no matter the number of people or the overall strength, their side is very different.

"Daddy, you go first, this time, I will beat them both into pigs' heads!"

A petite figure stepped out from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)