Monkey Mountain.

After a day of fighting, there were only mountains of corpses and blood left here, and there was no place to find a place to get off the feet, with layers of corpses everywhere.

Zhan Yeyu looked at all this with a gloomy face, with a murderous light in his eyes.

The three thousand strong men mobilized in the name of the Tianshi Society were mostly damaged in this battle, with no less than 1,670 people killed and injured, of which as many as 1,200 were killed on the spot by monsters and monsters. There were still hundreds of people left, making earth-shaking screams there in one breath.

But the more serious loss is on the monks. The four foundation-building cultivators, including himself, have already died in this battle, and he himself was slightly injured. Thirty Qi Refining cultivators even died eleven, seriously injured seven people. As for the martial arts masters who are good at it, the Arrow Master also suffered a devastating blow.

Thinking of all this, he moved aimlessly among the pile of corpses, and reality gave him a bigger blow: "Ah...my seven-star hepatic mandala!"

He remembered clearly that there were hundreds of acres of seven-star Hehua Mandala here, which was the capital for his career over the years, but now it is empty and can't even find a single stem or leaf.

In order to escape the official arrest, he specially found the Great Sage of Gaotian and took out two hundred puppet dolls to exchange for the promise of freely planting the seven-star hedgeha mandala near Demon Monkey Mountain.

The small-scale planting in the previous two years has achieved great success. The demon monks even drove away the beasts that wanted to get involved in the seven-star Hehua Mandala for Zhan Yeyu. This year, Zhan Yeyu spent a lot of money and purchased the seeds of the top seven-star Hehua Mandala at a high price. When planting, he also hired a foundation-building monk who specialized in planting techniques to perform dozens of planting spells, including the Spirit Rain Technique.

But now all the Hehuan Mandalas have been pulled clean, which makes Zhan Yeyu feel more angry.

The Immortal Bottle that disappeared for no reason, Liu Qingyun, who escaped late at night, was killed or injured in the Demon Monkey Mountain, and the result of nothing was found, which made him want to roar at the sky a few times. The purple-clothed monk who escaped from the Demon Monkey had come to report the next bad news: "Zhan Zhenren, Zhenren Zhan... These Demon Monkeys have been tampered with!"

"Um?"

The monk in purple was holding a broken puppet doll in his hand: "These monsters were all refined into puppets, and then the pair of dogs and men and women drove these puppet dolls to attack us! Damn, where did these dogs and men and women come from? This is only available in our association!"

Zhan Yeyu didn't have to look at it for a second time, and she knew clearly that it was the group of dolls he gave to Gao Tian Great Sage. The purple-clothed monk next to him was still scolding: "Damn it! I fuck him 18 generations of ancestors, and actually took out the puppet dolls from our association and sold them to outsiders! I fuck him ancestral!"

Zhan Yeyu's originally gloomy face became even tighter, and his anger made him full of murderous intent. He wished he could destroy the purple-clothed monk immediately.

But when he thought that these 200 dolls were used by Liu Qingyun to deal with him and made him pay the extremely painful price, he was bleeding in his heart, and he wanted to give himself a knife: "Fuck..."

He didn't know whether he should fuck his ancestors. Just as he was hesitating, a pressure came from afar: "Who is Zhan Yeyu? Why is he using the power of the club without hesitation? Isn't it said that he should be as low-key as possible recently! Who is Zhan Yeyu..."

This is the unique pressure of Jindan monks.

...

Liu Qingyun breathed a long sigh and finally spoke: "Is your heavenly tribulation coming again?"

Just as he said this, the sky suddenly became dim and Liu Qingyun could faintly hear the thunder.

A lightning flashed from afar, and Shui Lingbo did not answer his question: "You carry her on your back! Zhan Yeyu will not let you go. That Immortal Bottle is a treasure. Even ordinary Jindan monks will not have such treasures. You go quickly!"

"I'll cut off the rear. I'm a great foundation-building monk. Naturally, I won't be afraid of them. I'll cut off the rear for you..."

Liu Qingyun's eyes were like lightning, making Shui Lingbo dare not look at him: "Is it a heavenly disaster?"

The clouds are black, like ink sprinkling, and more lightning is gathering power. This is exactly what cultivators fear the most - the heavenly tribulation!!!

Shui Lingbo had no other choice, so she threw herself into Liu Qingyun's arms. The precious tears of her daughter's house fell like pearls, and she didn't even care that Yu Yanxue was still on his back.

"It's the heavenly tribulation..." Shui Lingbo cried and said only these three words: "It's the heavenly tribulation..."

This was the first time she had devoted herself to a man's arms, hoping that a man who stood up to block all the storms for her, but she also understood that this was just her fantasy.

"Damn God..."

Liu Qingyun has seen the word "Heavenly Tribulation" countless times in the book, but when the heavenly tribulation came, when the wind and rain were everywhere and thunder and lightning came, Liu Qingyun realized that his power was so insignificant.

Shui Lingbo was a cultivator who had completed the foundation of the half-step golden elixir. He was trembling when the heavenly tribulation came, not to mention that he was just a young cultivator with the third level of Qi refining cultivation.

Looking into the distance, the rain was like a thunder and lightning, and the lightning was dazzling. A thunder kept echoing in his ears, making him almost weak.

As for Yu Yanxue on her back, she seemed to have fainted by this incident. She even came down from Liu Qingyun's back. Apart from tightly squeezing Liu Qingyun's neck, she only knew to whisper: "Brother-in-law...brother-in-law..."

"I'll support you!" Liu Qingyun surrounded Shui Lingbo's slim waist: "I'm a man!"

"It's much better..." Shui Lingbo looked at Liu Qingyun who was still carrying Yu Yanxue on his back, smiled and took a step back: "Thank you!"

This is rejection. Shui Lingbo was unwilling to refuse, but he had to refuse.

She wiped away a little tears and took a step back. Liu Qingyun's hand was still wrapped around her waist: "Thank you... do you know who I am?"

Liu Qingyun replied domineeringly: "My woman!"

Yu Yanxue couldn't help but scream: "Brother-in-law..."

"No!" Shui Ling** opened the man with his slim waist: "I am Feng... Fenghuang Yu Fei, it's me..."

Her temperament has changed, becoming so noble and extraordinary: "I am the Queen of the Great Qishui Lingbo!"

Liu Qingyun finally understood why he thought the name Shui Lingbo was so familiar. It turned out to be His Highness, whom he occasionally saw in the official document.

She took a step back: "The emperor is a dragon, and this palace is a phoenix... Since ancient times, it has turned into a dragon for five hundred years, and the dragon has turned into a dragon for thousands of years. However, since the dragons are unique, they are naturally envied by the heavens and are most susceptible to heavenly tribulation. Since this palace is the phoenix emperor and is close to the imperial dragon, it is naturally inevitable to fight with the heavenly tribulation..."
Chapter completed!