The Ming Dynasty shouted in a low and thick voice.

Here comes!

It's here!

The real heavenly tribulation is about to descend...

"Himmer... is it coming?"

Lu Yuan burped, and this thing he was waiting for.

"Boom~"

The sword-shaped imprint at Lu Yuan's eyebrows suddenly turned extremely dark again.

The whole body was covered with rich black flames, and his eyes kept switching between blue and black.

At this time, with the increase of the dark fire, the black flames spewed out from the dark long sword in his hand had risen to a height of more than three meters.

"This is……"

Xiong Jun's chrysanthemum tightened.

Is this the real power of this sword?

Although the target of this sword is not him now, why does it appear in his heart that transcends death?

This feeling is unprecedented!

Even when it was overcoming the tribulation, it never happened!

"Boom~~"

A thunder that was stronger than the momentum resounded. When this sound came, the entire cloud of disaster had been occupied by blue-purple lightning.

At this time, it was no longer lightning hidden behind the catastrophe cloud, but lightning replaced the catastrophe cloud.

The Ming Dynasty was extremely nervous after seeing this scene!

He is not because of himself, but because of the long road!

He could see that Lu Yuan was preparing to take this lightning bolt for him.

But that is the destined heavenly tribulation of the 100,000-year soul beast. Even the powerful body of the 100,000-year soul beast can only take on a handful of them.

Is Lu Yuan really OK?

"Ho Crack~"
Chapter completed!