No!

He is the Demon Lord of July.

How could I possibly admit defeat to a natural disaster!

"Even if there is no hope of recovery, don't even think about harming my uncle-master!"

The eyes of Demon Lord July shone brightly and his hands were wrapped in spiritual energy.

However, this spiritual energy turned blood red due to the blood flowing from the arm of Demon Lord July.

"Bang!"

The blood-colored thunder dragon crashed into the body of the July Demon Lord.

The already broken body of Demon Lord July began to break into pieces.

"roll!"

He used his bloody hands to grab the horns of the bloody thunder dragon.

Throw it suddenly into the distance.

Do all this.

A look of relief appeared in the eyes of Demon Lord July.

Finally, he managed to block the blood-red thunder dragon.

He glanced at Qin Lang who was still sleeping below.

The body of the July Demon Lord could no longer stop splitting.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

His body, like fragments, kept falling.

Outside the Immortal Locking Gate.

There was a look of surprise and doubt in the eyes of the onlookers.

"Why does it feel like that person threw the blood-colored thunder dragon over here?"

Some people felt something was wrong.

This is the direction it's flying from.

Isn't this exactly where they are?

Venerable Piaomiao's eyes fixed.

He didn't dare to go up and stop it.

After all, there is such a being as the July Demon Lord.

They can all be annihilated by the blood-colored thunder dragon.

Even of the thunder dragon's body, only one third remained.

But if Reverend Piao Miao wants to block it, he will certainly be seriously injured.

"retreat!"

He shouted coldly.

Suddenly, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Sanlang was speaking to Venerable Piaomiao.

Just pull away.

He is not stupid, of course he knows the power of the bloody thunder dragon.

"boom!"

The blood-red thunder dragon bombarded the place where they had just stood.

Huge gullies appeared on the ground.

This kind of destruction of people makes people terrified when they see it.

"I didn't expect that he would become so powerful..."

Reverend Piao Miao looked at the sky where Demon Lord July had stayed previously.

If it were in the past, when he was asked to deal with the Demon Lord of July, he might be able to be confident that he could fight to a draw.

At least not at a disadvantage.

But now, through the power of the blood-colored thunder dragon.

It also made Venerable Piaomiao understand.

The Demon Lord of July is even more powerful than when he was suppressed a thousand years ago.

Sanlang floated to his side.

"There is great terror here."

His eyes looked deep.

Mu Yu’s death was a great blow to him.

Eternal brotherhood.

He couldn't face Mu Yu's death.

"After the catastrophe, shall we go and explore together?"

Sanlang looked at Venerable Piaomiao and asked.

He wanted to wait until the heavenly tribulation was over and then investigate to see if he could understand why Mu Yu had done such an incredible thing.

"Um."

Venerable Piaomiao nodded slightly.

He was also very curious.

First it was Mu Yu, then it was Demon Lord July.

Could it be that Junior Uncle Qin Lang could really force them to die?

If that is true.

How profound is Qin Lang’s cultivation?

Why drive them to their deaths?

What secrets are hidden here?

They can feel that the fans are not lying to them.

But not many people know about star chasing.

Sanlang, who used to be at loggerheads with Venerable Piaomiao, reached a reconciliation for the first time and prepared to join forces.

Many sect leaders and elders were in an uproar at this moment.

"Have the people from the Immortal Locking Sect gone crazy? Are they trying to drag us down with them? If you don't have the ability to stop the calamity, don't do it!"

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect said cursingly.

He was full of resentment towards Qin Lang and Suoxianmen.

Now, the Suoxian Sect can no longer escape the fate of annihilation under the bloody heavenly calamity.

He naturally would not miss the opportunity to slander.

"You are trying to do something that you cannot do. You are really overestimating your own abilities! It seems that the Immortal Locking Sect will finally disappear from the world! From now on, there will be no more Immortal Locking Sect in Yunzhou!"

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect smiled happily.

He felt relieved.

He seemed to have forgotten the scene in which he was frightened by Qin Lang and knelt down to beg for mercy.

However, in their eyes, the Suoxian Sect was destined to perish.

Naturally, no one would bother themselves by refutation of the Xuan Lei Sect's leader.

Even the leader of the Kuangfeng Sect.

After Qin Lang showed his strength, he immediately wanted to cling to the power of Suoxianmen.

Thus ignoring the Xuan Lei Sect.

Nowadays.

The Locking Immortal Gate is gone.

The leader of the Kuangfeng Sect flattered the leader of the Xuanlei Sect repeatedly.

"The Sect Master is right. The Suoxian Sect really overestimates its own capabilities! Previously, they even wanted the Xuanlei Sect to submit to the Suoxian Sect. It was really a foolish dream. They deserved to perish."

He looked at the leader of Xuan Lei Sect flatteringly and said.

The weak Kuangfeng Sect needs to find a strong supporter.

Both Lingyun Pavilion and the Fire God Sect look down on the Kuangfeng Sect.

Only the Xuan Lei Sect showed signs of intention to make moves, so he would naturally not let it go.

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect looked at the leader of Kuang Feng Sect with contempt.

He didn't take the Kuangfeng Sect seriously at all.

"Weren't you trying to please the Immortal Lock Sect before?"

He looked at the leader of the Kuangfeng Sect sarcastically and said.

At that time, the leader of the Kuangfeng Sect, relying on his power, forced him to kowtow and apologize.

He still remembers them all.

The leader of the Kuangfeng Sect was trembling with fear.

No big legs.

The Kuangfeng Sect cannot afford to offend the Xuanlei Sect.

"How can this be possible? The Immortal Locking Sect is courting its own destruction. How can I possibly please them? The Immortal Locking Sect is rubbish. It will never be able to break away from the third-grade sect. That Qin Lang will definitely die under the heavenly tribulation."

He spoke ill of the Suoxian Sect wantonly.

Anyway, the Locking Immortal Gate will be gone soon.

So what if Junior-Master Uncle Qin Lang is so powerful?

There is no way to save the situation!

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect looked at the leader of Kuang Feng Sect with disdain and stopped talking.

No one stood up to speak for the Suoxian Sect.

There is nothing more tragic than the death of a rabbit and the grief of the fox.

High platform.

Haoyue holds the Hanyue sword which is like a crescent moon in his hand.

She walked step by step to Qin Lang's side.

"Uncle Master, if there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you sooner."

Tears flashed in Haoyue's eyes.

Tears streamed down her beautiful face.

Across her charming chin.

It turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground.

With a "click" sound.

A crisp sound was heard.

The ice crystals shattered into pieces.

Haoyue raised his head and looked firmly at the blood-colored thunderclouds that were gathering the fourth heavenly tribulation.

Next, she blocked the fourth attack.

“Boom!”

A bloody thunder dragon formed.

The target is still the sleeping Qin Lang.

Haoyue looked at Garfield.

"Promise me that you will help him survive the catastrophe!"

There was a pleading tone in her voice.

This was the first time she begged in her life.

Not for anything else.

Just so that Qin Lang can survive.

Garfield looked at Haoyue solemnly.

He nodded heavily.

"He is my master, I will do my best!"

Garfield said firmly.

Xiaoji and Wangcai walked to Garfield's side and looked at the bright moon together.

"And we, we will definitely help the master!"

They also expressed their attitude.

The corners of Haoyue's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

This is a smile that is so beautiful that it can captivate the whole country.

Audience, only Garfield three pets.

Qin Lang did not open his eyes to see the sad and beautiful side.

“Boom!”

The bloody thunder dragon fell.

Haoyue raised the Hanyue Sword, and like a blue dragon emerging from water, he stabbed straight towards the blood-colored thunder dragon.

"clang!"

The immortal weapon, the Cold Moon Sword, blocked the attack of the blood-colored thunder dragon.

But Haoyue, who was holding the Hanyue Sword, spat out blood with a "puff".

The blood-colored thunder dragon saw the bright moon blocking his way.

He raised his dragon claws, which were flashing with lightning, and grabbed towards the bright moon.