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Chapter 1270 In the name of Emperor Yan, order all fires(2/2)

Xiao Yunfeng's tall and straight back is deeply engraved in their minds. I'm afraid they will never forget it in this life. No matter what hardships they face in the future, when they think of today and Xiao Yunfeng's back that still stands upright in desperate situations, I'm afraid they will never forget it.

There will no longer be any decadence.

Xiao Yunfeng held up a banner for many Shenxian Sect disciples, a banner that even the sky could not interrupt.

"hiss!"

"Senior Brother Yunfeng, what are you doing?"

"Is it possible that he still wants to take the initiative?"

When many female disciples couldn't bear to look directly, there were waves of exclamations in their ears, making them unable to help but open their eyes and look up. At this glance, they were all stunned.

At this moment, Xiao Yunfeng was seen stepping up into the air step by step, with his hands behind his back, strolling leisurely under the dragon heads in the sky.

Putting everything else aside, Xiao Yunfeng's heroic appearance at this moment is enough to make anyone feel ashamed.

"Brother, after this thunderstorm passes, my younger brother must go and learn from Senior Brother Yunfeng!"

Among the crowd, Gu Chou clenched his fists and spoke firmly.

Gu Geng looked sadly at the female disciples of the Immortal Sect who were crying and crying, and agreed: "Let's go together!"

Among those present, apart from elite disciples such as Li Qing, the only ones who could firmly believe that Xiao Yunfeng could survive the thunder tribulation like the Gu Chou brothers were Wang Feng, Sun Wukong and many other senior officials of the Immortal Sect!

Over the Shenxian Sect Square, Xiao Yunfeng stood in the sky, looking at the ninety-nine ferocious dragon heads in the sky, his eyes were calm, without a trace of ripples. At this moment, he did not even exude any momentum or power.

Fluctuating, it seems as if he is desperate and planning to wait for death.

"well!"

Demon Xiao and many other powerful men from the three major races who had lost their battle realms all sighed. In their hearts, Xiao Yunfeng was almost certain to die, but they did not dare to discuss it aloud, and could not discuss it aloud.

There is 100% no chance of survival from such a terrifying thunder catastrophe. Xiao Yunfeng's talent is terrible. If it were them, they would probably die long ago. For example, Fa Tianqiong, the high priest of the Tianren tribe, and Demon Xiao, the high priest of the Demon tribe, had to survive.

The thunder tribulation is nothing more than the three or seven thunder tribulations.

"boom!"

At this moment, the thunderous sounds exploded one after another, causing the eardrums of many people from the Immortal Sect present to hurt, and their whole heads to buzz, but no one paid attention, and everyone stared at the scene.

"Roar!"

The roaring sound fell, and the ninety-nine dark red thunder dragons above the calamity cloud swooped down in an instant, and the scene was extremely impactful.

Looking around, there are densely packed dragon shadows. The huge dragon body covers the entire sky. The rolling thunder flashes. It looks like a terrifying thunder mountain condensed by the thunder dragon, crushing down towards Xiao Yunfeng.

What shocked Wang Feng and many people from the Immortal Sect was that when these thunder dragons swooped down, Xiao Yunfeng still didn't make any movement? There was not even a slight fluctuation of power coming from his body.

What on earth does he want to do?

Wang Feng wanted to speak out, but he held it back in the end. He saw that Xiao Yunfeng was in a strange state at the moment, but he couldn't tell what was strange, it was just an intuition.

When the thunder dragon in the sky was only ten feet away from Xiao Yunfeng, a loud voice spread throughout the world.
Chapter completed!
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