Even though they are very far away.
The shrill laughter still pierced their eardrums.
"Hahaha! I have dominated the world for thousands of years. Even if I am doomed to eternity, it is enough!"
The heroic words rose to the sky.
The Demon Lord of July stood proudly with the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife in his hand.
He raised his head proudly and looked majestically at the third blood-red thunder dragon that was slowly condensing.
Sanlang looked at Reverend Piaomiao in astonishment.
Their eyes were full of doubt and confusion.
How could the Demon Lord July appear in the Locking Immortal Gate?
Shouldn't he find a place to hide?
Isn’t he afraid of Qianyuan Sect or Xiao Yi?
He had clearly broken the seal and emerged from the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
Why should we resist this destructive blood-red thunder dragon for the sake of our junior uncle Qin Lang from Locking Immortal Sect?
Isn't he afraid of death?
Same as Sanlang and Venerable Piaomiao.
Many sect leaders and elders were stunned.
Why?
Why on earth?
What could make Wang Defa, an outsider!
What could have made the six elders of Locking Immortal Sect!
What could have allowed two powerful men to succeed one after another!
Sacrifice your life to stop Qin Lang's calamity?
Perhaps, some of them were not willing, and some were forced.
But the result is like this.
One after another, they risked their lives to help Qin Lang.
Why are they unwilling to leave the Suoxianmen with their disciples?
Even with only six elders, the Suoxian Sect can still gain a foothold in Yunzhou.
After all, there are sects that are worse than the Suoxian Sect.
If among the three powerful ones, one is willing to continue staying in the Locking Immortal Sect.
The Suoxian Sect can even continue the results of this sect competition.
Become the strongest in Yunzhou!
But the truth was beyond everyone's expectations.
Wang Defa did not leave because he was giving Shi Lanbo a future.
The six elders did not leave, including Beihe who had just joined. They believed that the will of the Locking Immortal Sect would never disappear.
Wherever Qin Lang is, the will of the Locking Immortal Sect will never fade.
As long as Qin Lang is alive, the Suoxian Sect will be able to reach its peak again.
This is the trust that the six elders have in Qin Lang.
As long as it can help Qin Lang resist a little more of the power of the immortal world's heavenly calamity.
This will give Qin Lang more hope of successfully surviving the tribulation.
This is what the six elders of Locking Immortal Sect hope for.
Mu Yu was conflicted and afraid.
He may not be willing.
But deep in his heart, he also secretly hoped that Qin Lang, the world's strongest weapon refiner, could survive.
Such a powerful weapon refining technique must be passed down!
Those who were watching didn't understand.
"Mads! They are all crazy! Or are they not good? Why are you seeking your own death?"
"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out, why is this happening!"
“Even if the Immortal Locking Sect can survive, it will fall to the bottom again from its recent rise!”
Various confused voices kept coming out of everyone's mouths.
“Boom!”
In the sky, the blood-red thunder dragons gathered again, and the blood-red thunder dragons slowly poked their heads out from the blood-red calamity clouds.
This is the third one.
The blood-red thunder dragon looked down at the July Demon Lord below.
It was as if he was mocking the Demon Lord July for overestimating his own abilities.
No matter how powerful the fairyland is, it is still a mortal.
The third heavenly tribulation is stronger than the previous two!
There was reluctance in the eyes of Demon Lord July.
He was reluctant to leave this world.
He was reluctant to leave his master Wangcai.
I can’t bear to part with Garfield, Xiaoji, Haoyue’s dark cuisine, and even more so, my great-uncle-master Qin Lang.
Memories come flooding back.
San Chong bullied him, and Qin Lang guided him.
He who fell into the devil's way was slowly accepted.
Unconsciously, Demon Lord July discovered that in his heart, he already regarded Qin Lang and his three pets as family members.
Family, a word I haven’t seen for thousands of years…
The Demon Lord July’s eyes were as sharp as torches.
His expression became more determined.
Uncle-master, July is not strong enough to help you overcome the calamity. Today, July will use his life to block this calamity for you!
no sooner said than done!
“Boom!”
The Thunder Dragon roared.
The blood-red thunder dragon descended quickly.
The Demon Lord of July looked up at the sky, his eyes full of determination.
"I bloom in the midst of carnage, like a flower at dawn!"
He roared in a low voice, his voice hoarse.
This is what Qin Lang said in the forbidden area.
It was through the mouths of the three pets that the Demon Lord July remembered it.
Before coming to the Sword Tempering Valley, he was the fearful Demon Lord, constantly involved in killing and filled with a murderous intent.
The Sword Tempering Valley was like his dawn.
Here, Qin Lang helped him escape from the evil path and transformed the evil energy into spiritual energy.
I also feel the warmth of my family.
Now, he wants to make Qin Lang a flower blooming at dawn!
"Destroy!"
Following a loud shout from the Demon Lord July.
Millions of sword waves, one after another, rolled towards the rapidly approaching blood-red thunder dragon.
“Ka-ka-ka…”
The sword wave slashed on the blood-colored thunder dragon.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The body of the blood-colored thunder dragon actually showed signs of shrinking!
When Demon Lord July saw this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
As long as the sword waves can continue.
The blood-colored thunder dragon will gradually disappear!
However, it was too early for Demon Lord July to be happy.
"boom!"
A violent roar was heard.
The blood-colored thunder dragon broke through the millions of heavy sword waves in the blink of an eye.
Its body had shrunk by less than one third, and it swooped down at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.
“Fuck!”
The Demon Lord July cursed loudly.
The power of the blood-colored thunder dragon was beyond his imagination!
After looking at his slightly trembling hands, Demon Lord July slowly let go of the Snow Drinking Mad Knife.
The knife did not fall.
Instead, it slowly floated in front of Demon Lord July.
"The devil's blood never stops, and thousands of devils are possessing me!"
The Demon Lord of July held the magic spell in his hands.
Looking at the blood-red thunder dragon swooping down on him, his eyes were full of cruelty.
In an instant.
Pure black demonic energy appeared.
But in an instant it transformed into pure spiritual energy.
The Demon Lord July was also stunned.
He didn't expect that Qin Lang helped him modify his skills.
Even the evil energy of the forbidden magic was transformed into spiritual energy.
Without much hesitation.
The Demon Lord of July opened his hands wide.
"amnesty!"
At the same time, shouts rang out.
Pure spiritual energy appeared behind the July Demon Lord, transforming into a huge demon god.
The demon opened his arms.
Several silk threads are connected to the Demon Lord of July.
The Demon Lord July looked down at Qin Lang who was still sleeping.
The demon god transformed by spiritual energy behind him made the same movements as him.
"Goodbye, Uncle Master..."
I silently recited in my heart.
He picked up the Snow Drinking Mad Knife.
A forty-meter-long machete also appeared in the demon's hand.
"boom!"
The blood-red thunder dragon, with endless destructive power, has arrived in front of him.
"Destroy!"
The Demon Lord of July and the Demon God behind him faced the blood-red thunder dragon at the same time.
With a "click".
The demon shattered.
From the knife, to the arm, and then to the whole body.
In the blink of an eye, the demon disappeared.
The body of the blood-colored thunder dragon shrank by another third.
The Demon Lord July gritted his teeth.
He didn't back down.
After the demon disappeared, it was his physical body that remained.
“Sizzle…”
The Blood Thunder Dragon comes into contact with the July Demon Lord.
The Xueyin Kuangdao broke into two pieces.
The July Demon Lord waved his fists and continuously smashed towards the blood-colored thunder dragon.
Every punch would splatter blood.
Before the blood could spill onto the ground, it was swallowed by the blood-red thunder dragon.
“Ahhh! Destroy, destroy, destroy!”
The Demon Lord of July was dressed in rags, with disheveled hair, and was waving his fists wildly.
“Crackle…”
Blood-red arcs continuously attacked the body of Demon Lord July.
The body of the Demon Lord of July is about to fall apart...
However, nearly one third of the blood-colored thunder dragon's body still remained.
A look of despair flashed in the eyes of Demon Lord July.
Is it really impossible to even stop a heavenly calamity?
Are we going to sit by and watch our great-grandmaster, who is in a deep sleep and unable to wake up, being pierced through by a thunder dragon?