The demons' methods were extremely crazy. They showed no mercy, and their sword attacks one after another were enough to defeat the Ye family's teenage disciples one by one.
Seeing this, Ye Qinghan almost rushed over again, but was held back by Ye Qiao.
There were only two people under the thunder tribulation.
"Stand here and don't move." She almost blurted out "I'll buy you an orange." Facing Ye Qinghan's puzzled look, Ye Qiao quickly changed her words, "I mean, to help you through this catastrophe."
Seeing that she was confident, Ye Qinghan pursed his lips and nodded: "Okay."
The two were at the center of the thunder tribulation. His thunder tribulation had not yet passed, and if he entered the trial again, he had no idea when he would be able to come out.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, her arrival made him feel truly relieved.
Before the demons launched a crazy attack, thunderbolts suddenly struck. Ye Qinghan found a quiet place in advance that would not harm other people. Ye Qiao stared at the thunderbolts above his head with interest.
To be honest, she had wanted to try the thunder tribulation of transformation into a god for a long time.
Ye Qiao had experienced the divine thunder tribulation when she was in the demon clan, and she was struck by it for eight full days.
No matter how powerful Ye Qinghan's thunder tribulation is, it can't be greater than hers. This little bit of thunder tribulation is nothing to her.
The moment the first thunderbolt fell, Ye Qiao took advantage of the situation and did a backflip to hit the thunderbolt. Without waiting for it to spread, he kept the little prince's words in mind, hit the spiritual energy onto his body, and kicked it back fiercely.
The thunder tribulation that was supposed to fall on Ye Qinghan was forcibly diverted by her and was launched directly in front of them.
Silver lightning illuminated the scene before my eyes, and at the moment of the explosion, a sharp dividing line formed on the charred ground.
Hmmmm?
The swords in the hands of the demon cultivators conducted electricity, and some of the excited demon cultivators who were dancing with their black swords began to twitch on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Ye Qiao thought to herself that if she had the opportunity to return to modern times in the future, the future of the Chinese national football team would depend on her.
As for if someone asked her why she was so accurate?
It’s nothing, it’s the experience gained from kicking out thunder tribulations in the world of cultivation.
Several consecutive arcs of fierce wind were drawn and fired at multiple angles. Two divine thunder tribulations came over. With a "boom" the ground shook violently and refracted in front, leaving a charred ground.
Anyone who failed to dodge was blown to pieces by the counterattack of thunder.
The demons holding sharp knives looked confused and startled as they watched the rolling thunder shot towards them from mid-air.
——It’s so fucking outrageous, the thunder tribulation turned a corner?
“Who did it?!!”
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Except for Ye Qiao, they had never seen anyone else's thunder tribulation turn a corner! !
"Look up in the air, Ye Qiao is kicking the thunder there." Chu Ling's mouth twitched. Does she really dare to fight with electricity?
Ye Qiao stepped on the Jinghong Sword, smiled at them provocatively, and looked like he was about to kick them.
"Protector..." When some demons saw this scene, the fear of being dominated by her alone came back in an instant, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably: "Should we get rid of Ye Qiao first?" The way she shot the thunder from the sky was too scary.
"Don't worry about Ye Qiao!" The right guardian shuriken took shape and grabbed it, saying coldly:
"Knock Ye Qinghan down!"
Ye Qiao is not important. The purpose of their trip is to stop Ye Qinghan from becoming a god.
And dig out his spiritual roots.
The right protector grinned grimly, and his spiritual sense in the Spiritual Transformation Stage covered the entire scene. Attacks followed one after another, casting blinding dark light to ensure that everyone was under control within the range of his spiritual sense.
The sword practitioners of the Ye family all nervously and quietly clenched the swords in their hands, ready to set up a formation and fight to the death.
Only the three sects and the two disciples of Penglai remained firmly in place, no one moved.
The Ye family members cursed softly and were ready to pounce on Ye Qinghan to try to block the overwhelming attack.
No matter what, Ye Qinghan is the future of the Ye family, and it is impossible for him to get into trouble.
Seeing the right protector's firm attitude, they gritted their teeth and had to obey his orders. Hundreds of demons waved their swords, and dark red light burst out and concentrated on Ye Qinghan alone.
The sword technique of the Spiritual Transformation Period that Ye Qiao had been brewing for half a day finally came into play.
The Feixian Sword was as fast as the wind. The snow-white translucent sword spirit was suspended in the air and crashed into her quickly, fiercely and accurately. The right protector wanted to stop her immediately, and the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage tilted towards her shoulders.
Ye Qiao took a light step and stomped down hard. Under the dilated gaze of the right protector, the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage came down at the same time.
In a clash between two quasi-gods, she was weaker than the other in a head-on collision.
But Ye Qiao has one thing.
Her spiritual awareness is higher than that of cultivators at the same level.
Ye Qiao raised the corner of his lips at the shocked look of the right protector, and the spiritual attack of the fusion realm suddenly penetrated into the right protector's mind. The sharp pain was like being pricked by a needle, making the right protector scream.
At this moment, countless attacks hit it, like countless exploding fragments flying all over the sky.
Accompanied by the child's crying and screaming, the massive attack stopped before a sword.
The corners of the red clothes were blown up by the wind, and all the attacks were negated at this moment.
The sky is filled with attacks and murderous intent. At this moment,
Buried by a sword.
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