From the outside, you can only find a huge tripod of three feet in size, sizzling with lightning.

Everyone who watched them tightly pulled their hearts, but no one spoke at this time, waiting for Yi Cheng to appear again.

They believe that Yi Cheng would not be killed by the seventh round of heavenly thunder!

One hour, two hours, and three hours, the sky thunder on the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron gradually dissipated, but Yi Cheng did not come out.

"boom..."

After waiting for another three hours, the eighth thunder was about to appear. With an explosion, the land under the giant cauldron suddenly exploded.

Yi Cheng held the giant tripod with both hands and flew to a height of a hundred feet.

"Huh, this kid is really nervous!"

Meng Zehun let out a long sigh.

Although Yi Cheng was covered in dust at this time, his momentum did not diminish.

He carefully checked the Wanhuo Ding in his hand and felt slightly relieved.

"This Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron is really good, it is unscathed and is indeed well-known."

Yi Cheng looked up at the sky, and at this moment there was a faint red light hidden in the clouds.

"Oh, it's really troublesome. The power of this Tribulation Cloud is getting stronger and stronger!"
Chapter completed!