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Hmph, let me capture Zhao Xiang alive and let Zhao Xiang serve as the nourishment of the Death Tree", "I don't do this, I want to do the opposite, let Zhao Xiang die", "There are more ancient gods of the royal family who serve as nourishment for the Death Tree", "If you do this, I'm afraid I will be there in the fourth phase", "Anyway, you still have a hundred years of deep sleep, and now you are forced to wake up, and your vitality will definitely be greatly damaged", "Even if you understand my actions deep in your soul", "Let me be your slave, it is better to kill me" Millions of years of calling for wind and rain have made Ximen Tiger accustomed to the control of the superior to dominate everything, and when he said this to himself, he immediately made a crazy choice: "I don't follow the orders of you, an unknown mysterious old immortal, and I don't follow the calculations of Tianhua, the god of fate", "I will use the magic powers I can use to break the fate of Zhao Xiang, Li Houzhu, and Bai Yuntian", "I will let everything that was originally destined in the dark be chaotic and chaotic", "I will win in the chaos, kill people in the chaos, and get everything that belongs to me in the chaos" At this moment, the southern edge of the Hongmeng Emperor's star field is a lightning and thunder roaring on the land of millions of miles, and the Hongmeng Gate Master Li Houzhu and the Xingchen Sect Master Bai Yuntian are standing on the edge of Zhao Xiang's tribulation, they are always paying attention to Zhao Xiang in the tribulation, ready to fight against all kinds of people who are coming, and the two of them all glance at each other tacitly, and they have made the decision to follow Zhao Xiang at the same time in their hearts, at this moment, the two of them are staring at the huge grinding disk-shaped black thunder in the sky, with the help of the soul fluctuations of the Holy Venerable, the powerful divine thought, Li Houzhu, Bai Yuntian can naturally sense the fierceness of the thunder, "Yuntian, this grinding disc is too big, its edges are bouncing with black arcs that destroy everything," the suave Empress Li said loudly to Bai Yuntian in a rough voice: "This Zhao Xiang was swept into the huge grinding disc by a thunder vortex, and thirty breaths of work have passed, and there has been no movement, is there something fucking wrong," the burly and tall Bai Yuntian responded in a gentle voice that did not match his fierce appearance at all: "I said Master Li, I said are you stupid or deliberately pretending to be stupid, if Zhao Xiang has a problem, this huge and terrifying thunder mill has long disappeared, isn't it still necessary to hang in the sky of our Hongmeng Emperor, isn't it possible that the thunder is full of food and has nothing to do, and comes out to play and play?"
"Hmph, you're an old guy, I'll just ask, aren't you worried about Zhao Xiang, hey, I said, aren't you worried, if this kid fails to cross the catastrophe, not to mention, we are likely to play the entire Hongmeng Emperor, I'm afraid it will also fall into the hands of the undead clan, isn't it?"
Empress Li's eyes widened like a brass bell, and he said, "How can I not worry" Bai Yuntian still looked tepid and calm.
But what's the use of worrying, no one can help with this tribulation, he can only rely on his own strength and luck, to be honest, I really don't think about Zhao Xiang, after all, a little monk at the peak of the early stage of the great god is difficult to survive the catastrophe of destruction no matter what, and the truth I know is that countless supremes have chosen to cross the tribulation in order to break through the realm and reach the realm of the emperor, but from millions of years, they have been able to survive smoothly, and almost one hundred percent of them have died under the catastrophe of destruction," Empress Li immediately scolded with a glaring eye: "Do you think I'm mentally retarded, don't you know this, of course I understand, no less than you, the question is why we are so unlucky, why do we feel here on a whim to watch Zhao Xiang's tragedy, why is the Heavenly Dao rules of Hongmeng Huangyu so weird and ruthless, and even the fate of the sect where we are located, and the fate of Zhao Xiang is almost involved, is it that we owe this kid a huge debt in our past life and this life to repay, or is this kid originally a bad star reincarnated demon regeneration, deliberately set up such a game, so that you and I have to enter the game"You are still complaining, I said that you were born with the appearance of a scholar, and you give people a free and easy skin, but listening to what you said, looking at your expression, the more you look at it, the more you look like a resentful woman who has not been blessed by the emperor for a long time," Bai Yuntian opened a folding fan with one hand, and Shi Shiran said to Li Houzhu: "We still pray that Zhao Xiang will successfully cross the catastrophe, if the catastrophe is not enough, it will be the death period of you and me, the death period of the sect, and even the death period of the Hongmeng Emperor."
Li Houzhu glared at Bai Yuntian again, and then stood aside angrily and sulked, Bai Yuntian glanced at Li Houzhu, he smiled helplessly, a folding fan was still fanning them one by one, and the two of them scattered the strongest soul fluctuations, but they couldn't go deep into the inside of the thunder mill no matter what, even if they wanted to get closer, there was no possibility, because after trying soul fluctuations many times, once they got close to the edge of the thunder, they felt an extremely strong and incomparable repulsion, and there was another kind of force that seemed to directly destroy the soul, and it seemed that as long as they persisted, even if they had a ten-thousandth of a breath, they would be burned to death immediately, so after trying three or five times, they were honestStaying on the ground, Zhao Xiang, who was in the Thunder Mill at this time, was actually not having a good time, it was really a crisis, Zhao Xiang could feel that the Thunder Mill was extremely huge in a radius of millions of miles, it can be said that it had never appeared since the birth of Hongmeng Huangyu, even in the Wuji God Realm and the Supreme Venerable Realm, it was never seen in the Later, Rael, Ling'er, The information sent to him by the green dragon all proved that his guess was correct, and the thunder mill was rotating very slowly, if he didn't observe and understand it carefully, he couldn't feel this at all, and fortunately, Zhao Xiang's soul was far beyond the peak of the ordinary early stage god, and with the help of the huge realm power of the spell world, he was able to sense this, but Zhao Xiang, who sensed this, frowned deeply, and became more and more anxious and nervous, because Zhao Xiang could be vague, Vaguely felt that this thunder mill disc became stronger and stronger as it turned, and the power of destruction became more and more vigorous, according to Zhao Xiang's rough estimate, if this thunder mill turned in a circle, its destructive power would double, if it really turned in a circle, then he Zhao Xiang had no ability to resist the destruction of the mill, "Could it be, could it be that I, Zhao Xiang, could only accept the arrangement of fate and die under the mill plate," Zhao Xiang roared unwillingly in his heart: