The originally crimson blood color was now slowly fading.

This scene caught everyone off guard.

Not only did he extract the blood-colored thunder dragon, but he also recovered the natural disaster that was originally brought down by the calamity clouds.

Even the calamity clouds have to be wiped out?

How can there be such a powerful person in the world?

I heard that the junior master from Suoxianmen, Qin Lang, has only been practicing for ten years!

It only takes ten years to achieve such accomplishments.

What about twenty years later, or thirty years later?

Will he be the only person in ten thousand years to achieve immortality and ascend to heaven in broad daylight?

"It turns out that such a powerful person is hidden in Yunzhou..."

Reverend Piaomiao began to doubt his life.

He always thought that Yunzhou was a barbaric land.

But in this barbaric land, there appeared an existence that he looked up to.

He looked at Sanlang.

Sanlang's expression was not much better than his.

At this moment, the two powerful beings who led the fairyland deeply felt that they were so insignificant.

…

Fairyland.

Li Qingxian's eyes widened.

"How is this possible! How can there be such a powerful person in the mortal world!"

He discovered that the Red Lotus Heavenly Tribulation was actually being expelled.

Li Qingxian panicked.

As a patrolling angel, I must report such unusual situations!

Just as he was about to take off his badge.

The powerful pressure directly hit him.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out of Li Qingxian's mouth.

“It’s them…”

His eyes flashed.

He sensed the aura of the One Hundred and Eight Saints.

As long as the news can be reported.

The Heavenly Lord will surely reward him.

But he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The badge suddenly fell to the ground.

His eyes turned white and he fainted.

at the same time.

The forbidden land of immortals.

The Confucian sage's hair and beard are flying.

Behind him, the remnants of the one hundred and seven saints seemed to become a little more vague and transparent.

"Old Monster Kong! Can you handle it?"

There was an anxious look on Dugu Wuhen's old face, which had become somewhat transparent.

The final step in expelling the Red Lotus Tribulation has come.

The Confucian sage had a dignified look on his face, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"We can still keep it a secret for a while!"

As he spoke, he raised his palms high.

The blood-red thunder dragon transformed from the Red Lotus Heavenly Tribulation surged back into the tribulation cloud.

“Sizzle…”

Electric arcs flew everywhere.

“Boom!”

The thunder dragon roared wildly, venting its unwillingness.

In the forbidden area.

A smile flashed across the Confucian sage's lips.

As he waved his hand.

The world regained its clarity.

The blood disappeared.

The Locking Immortal Gate appeared again under the bright and clear sky.

"alright."

The Confucian sage breathed a sigh of relief.

His body became more transparent than that of the other 107 saints.

"Old Monster Kong, go back quickly!"

Dugu Wuhen said anxiously.

The Confucian sage’s current situation is such that he could be completely annihilated at any time.

"Don't worry, I can still hold on."

The Confucian sage said calmly.

He looked towards the platform of Locking Immortal Gate with a somewhat sad expression.

"Unfortunately, all the people from the Immortal Locking Sect are dead..."

Bring the dead back to life.

Even they can't do it.

Dugu Wuhen remained silent.

It was his hesitation that led to this scene.

If they had acted earlier.

Perhaps the Suoxianmen can survive.

But things have already happened, and even they can't undo it.

"Perhaps, the destruction of the Immortal Locking Sect is a good thing for Langzi."

The Saint of Weapons said slowly.

"Now that you are no longer bound by the Immortal Locking Gate, you may be able to gain some experience and learn the secrets of Qiankun Continent."

Many regretful people nodded, agreeing with the words of the Saint of Weapons.

"I hope Qin Lang can do what Ye Wuque can't do."

The Confucian sage sighed.

His regret was a little shaky, as if it could disappear at any time.

"After this attack, our origins have all been damaged to a certain extent. Now we should return to the monument and recuperate. The patrolling angels should not wake up so soon."

As the Confucian sage's words fell.

In the forbidden area, the remnants of the 108 saints gradually disappeared.

…

Outside the Immortal Lock Gate.

Silence.

They didn't expect that the bloody calamity would disappear out of thin air.

Everyone was impressed by Qin Lang's strength.

"What should I do now?"

"After the demise of the Immortal Locking Sect, will Qin Lang take his anger out on us?"

"Let's just run away..."

Some people were talking about it.

They were afraid that Qin Lang would not be able to accept the demise of the Suoxian Sect and would take his anger out on them.

Some people were already frightened and started running away.

But there are exceptions.

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect and others who had fallen into madness did not even think of escaping.

"What does it matter if Qin Lang is so powerful? All the members of the Suoxian Sect are dead! The Suoxian Sect has been wiped out! What does it matter if Qin Lang survives? The Suoxian Sect is gone!"

The leader of Xuan Lei Sect roared wantonly.

Now that the Locking Immortal Sect is gone, the title of Junior Uncle Qin Lang is no longer worthy of his reputation.

He is not afraid of Qin Lang who has no sect!

So what if Qin Lang killed him?

The Suoxian Sect was still removed from the list!

Sanlang glanced at the leader of Xuanlei Sect.

“It’s gone crazy.”

He said indifferently.

There are many people like the leader of Xuan Lei Sect.

The leader of Liuming Mountain and the elders of the Fire God Sect are all like this.

Reverend Piaomiao looked towards Sanlang.

"When will the calamity cloud disappear and we can enter the Immortal Locking Gate?"

Able to destroy such a powerful calamity cloud.

Although it is enough to prove Qin Lang's strength.

But he believed that Qin Lang must be seriously injured at this moment.

This is his chance.

All disciples of the Suoxian Sect can possess the Scythe of Death and the Sword Pill.

From this, it can be seen that the foundation of the Locking Immortal Sect must be very deep.

As long as we can find the treasure place of Suoxianmen.

There must be plenty of powerful immortal weapons like the Grim Reaper’s Scythe.

The Fuzhuan Hall will surely be able to surpass the three major halls because of these treasures!

Thinking of this, Venerable Piaomiao was already eager to try.

Perhaps, this action will make him famous throughout the ages in the Fuzhuan Hall!

For the strength of Fuzhuan Hall and for immediate benefits.

Reverend Piaomiao is willing to take the risk.

Sanlang looked at Reverend Piaomiao in astonishment.

"You want to die? Qin Lang is so powerful that it will be easy for him to kill you."

He said with disdain.

Although he wanted to avenge Mu Yu, he was not strong enough now.

Facing Qin Lang is like a moth flying into a flame, a dead end.

Venerable Piaomiao raised the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you want to avenge Mu Yu? It's very likely that Mu Yu was coerced by him to die under the heavenly calamity."

He said contemptuously.

Trying to inspire Sanlang to avenge Mu Yu.

Sanlang glanced at him suddenly.

He really wanted to avenge Mu.

But he is not stupid.

When Venerable Piaomiao saw that Sanlang did not agree, he was not discouraged.

"He was able to repel such a powerful heavenly tribulation. How much strength do you think he still has?"

He encouraged, his expression somewhat sinister.

"While he is seriously injured, you can ask about Mu Yu's situation, or you can kill him and avenge Mu Yu!"

Sanlang was somewhat moved.

Just as Venerable Piaomiao said.

Qin Lang might be seriously injured.

This is a great opportunity for Sanlang!

If he missed this opportunity, San Lang would not know when he would be able to confront Qin Lang directly about Mu Yu.

"good!"

Sanlang nodded heavily.

He decided to rush into the Locking Immortal Gate together with Reverend Piaomiao!

Reverend Piaomiao smiled.

"Go, kill him while he's sick!"

He was the first to float into the air and flew towards the Locking Immortal Gate.

The third wave followed without hesitation.