The boundless thunderclouds were dark and purple, covering the entire sky.
Luo Jianqing's eyes were already wet with blood. He forced them open a crack, only to see a white figure blocking his way. The usually aloof and indifferent Venerable was now furious, his hair standing on end, a mysterious sword pointed straight to the sky, and vast spiritual power, like the sea, radiated wildly in all directions.
“Master…”
Luo Jianqing shouted out two words in a hoarse voice.
"Master is here." Xuan Lingzi reached back with his left hand and grabbed Luo Jianqing's hand, still completely hiding Luo Jianqing behind him, and faced the dark and terrifying thunderclouds with his own strength.
Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the blood flowing from Xuan Lingzi's wide sleeves.
Even though he was at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, Xuan Lingzi was still injured after forcefully blocking the 82nd thunder tribulation.
Xuan Lingzi's blood mixed with Luo Jianqing's blood, and Luo Jianqing looked at it in a daze.
However, Xuan Lingzi glared at the thundercloud, then turned and said, "Give the Bright Light Green Jade Pearl to me."
Luo Jianqing's body trembled, and he hesitated for a moment, without answering. Xuan Lingzi was also slightly stunned when he saw this, but seeing Luo Jianqing's hesitant expression, he did not doubt it at all. He directly picked up the Xuanling Sword, pointed his toes, and flew towards the thundercloud.
He didn't even take the bright green jade beads.
Rumble!
The black thunderclouds roared with dull rumbles, but no more divine thunderbolts descended. Xuan Lingzi flicked his finger, and a drop of golden blood dripped onto the Xuan Ling Sword. He continued to manipulate the hand seals, and before long, the Xuan Ling Sword spun and danced, emitting a golden nine-petal lotus.
An ancient and vicissitudes of life aura emanated from the lotus. Xuan Lingzi clapped his hands, and the lotus flew towards the black clouds with a roar.
The moment the two collided, a vast expanse of nothingness was blasted across the Eleventh Sea. The water instantly evaporated, and the tens of thousands of corpses floating in the sea were suddenly reduced to dust. The thousands of cultivators hiding in the Four Directions Calming Formation suddenly felt a ringing in their ears, temporarily losing their hearing, and a golden light seemed to illuminate their vision.
After this golden light, it took a long time before peace returned to the world.
The thundercloud that every cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage must face finally dissipated slowly under the attack of the golden lotus.
Xuan Lingzi stretched out his left hand, and a golden sword light flew into his hand, transforming into the Xuanling Sword. His fingertips and knuckles were all cracked and bleeding. What kind of powerful force could injure the most important hand of a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm?
However, after doing all this, Xuan Lingzi did not immediately heal his wounds. Instead, he turned back and quickly picked up the bloodied Luo Jianqing. In front of thousands of cultivators, he directly lifted his disciple horizontally and fed Luo Jianqing a seventh-level elixir.
Luo Jianqing pulled his collar and said in a hoarse voice: "Master... aren't you going to visit Second Junior Brother..."
Xuan Lingzi froze for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Senior Brother Hao Xingzi has passed away."
Luo Jianqing finally felt relieved.
In the human race's plan, Xuan Lingzi would attack from the Suzaku region. The Yun family's ancestor, calculating the laws of nature, concluded that the demons of the Suzaku region would be the most difficult to defeat, and the enemies they would face would also be the most powerful. To conserve resources, the Suzaku region originally dispatched Zuo Yunmo, who had the lowest cultivation level, and also sent Xuan Lingzi to provide support.
When Xuan Lingzi returned Luo Jianqing to the human cultivator, he carefully examined his injuries and prepared to fly away. Even if he didn't want to leave, he had to deal with the demon clan venerable who was flying towards the Azure Dragon position fifty miles away. He couldn't stay here.
What the Four-Directional Calming Formation needs more is the number of cultivators. Even if Xuan Lingzi can kill all the cultivators present with one sword, he cannot represent these nearly ten thousand cultivators to set up the Azure Dragon Formation.
Xuan Lingzi said, "Jianqing, the next demon tribe that comes here will be eliminated by your master. Use the Bright Light Green Jade Beads to continue setting up the formation here and maintain the Four Directions Calming Formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Xuan Lingzi left, he suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeve.
Xuan Lingzi turned around in surprise, only to see a complicated expression in Luo Jianqing's bloodstained eyes. After a moment, he cautiously transmitted a message, "Master, the Mingguang Green Jade Bead... has a crack."
Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes wide.
Luo Jianqing and Namoyu Demon Lord withstood dozens of heavenly thunders together. Why is it that Namoyu Demon Lord, whose strength far exceeds Luo Jianqing, has fallen at this moment, while Luo Jianqing is only seriously injured?
Even if the demon race does not naturally need to endure thunder tribulations and has no experience in this area, even if the Demon Lord Moyu was careless and did not give his all, with Luo Jianqing's strength, he should definitely not be able to withstand the last 81st golden thunder tribulation.
All this happened because when Luo Jianqing rushed forward fearlessly, at the moment when the Frost Floating Sword was about to face the golden thunder tribulation, a bright green jade bead suddenly flew out from Luo Jianqing's sleeve, turned into a green stream of light, and hit the thunder tribulation with a bang.
From then on, a tiny crack appeared on the bright green jade bead, and the thunderclouds ignored the rules of the avenue and brought down the eighty-second thunder tribulation.
His eyes narrowed slightly, Xuan Lingzi sighed softly, and raised his sleeve to flick away a golden light. Luo Jianqing quickly raised his hands to catch it, only to see a bone-chilling longsword falling into his hands. Xuan Lingzi transmitted a voice, "If the Mingguang Qingyuzhu really can't hold on, Jianqing, use this sword."
Luo Jianqing's pupils trembled, but he still nodded in agreement.
At this moment, all the powerful human beings have gathered in the four directions of east, south, west and north.
First, he used the Four-Directional Calming Formation to break the demon army, preventing tens of thousands of mid-level demon beasts from advancing. Then, he ordered all the venerables to move in four directions, leaving only Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Demon Dao Palace, the Ghost Flame Patriarch of the Broken Soul Sect, and the Guanglingzi Venerable of Mount Taihua, to guard the center of the Four-Directional Calming Formation.
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