The Seventh Heaven of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Qiulan Realm.

The clouds over the Southern Chu Kingdom, and the roar in them had just stopped... After the third round, they calmed down again, and the clouds in the sky began to disperse slowly.

All of a sudden...

The entire monks of Nanchu had ecstasy on their faces!

"It's over?!"

"Damn... What the hell is going on!"

"How the hell do I know!"

"Isn't the power of this Holy Tribulation too small, and the aftermath of my Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is also bigger than this..."

"Don't talk about the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, it's the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Heavenly Immortals, and the aftermath is stronger than this!"

"The devil knows..."

“......”

In the tomb of the ghost prison burial god.

In the dark space, Qin Feng's divine consciousness body was condensed, and his indifferent eyes looked at Yun Rong in front of him.

Yun Rong at this moment...

Without using any supernatural powers and magic weapons, he just used his physical body to resist the three rounds of the Nine Elements Tribulation Force, and at this moment it has reached the point where the oil lamp is exhausted, and the physical body and divine soul are all about to collapse.

It's clear ... He couldn't survive the beginning of the fourth round of the Nine Elements Tribulation.

"Boy, old man... The old man will let you..."

At this point, Yun Rong didn't have the strength to say any more.

His figure...

Starting with the feet, little by little, it begins to slowly dissipate.

Those eyes looked at Qin Feng with a touch of smugness in their coldness, and the corners of their mouths... There is a weird smile.

Suddenly... Yun Rong laughed wildly!

"Hahaha!!hahaha!!ha

Bang!

In the midst of this laughter, Yun Rong's body and soul all turned into ashes and dissipated into nothingness.

The emperor of the clouds, the soul is scattered.

With Yun Rong's death, the Holy Tribulation above the Sky and the Tribulation Clouds that he triggered also accelerated to disperse.

Above the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb, Qin Feng opened his eyes, and in his eyes... But there is a trace of doubt that is difficult to dissipate.

He doesn't understand ... Before Yun Rong, this old guy died, what did the playful and weird smile in his eyes represent!

Looking up at the sky slightly, Qin Feng stared at the rapidly dispersed tribulation clouds, his brows furrowed.

The wind blew the long strands of hair scattered on his forehead.

Above the main gate of Jianyi, seeing that the cloud of the Holy Tribulation began to disperse at an extremely fast speed, Chu Yan's original heart suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face for a moment, behind him... His crown prince and the ten great protectors, as well as those monks in Southern Chu, also showed relief one by one.

Once the clouds are gone, it means... Nanchu can be safe!

And... As soon as the two emperors of Zhongyun are destroyed, the power of Nanchu will be invincible in the Qiulan realm!

The Southern Chu Palace, the land of tapestry.

Chu Wanqiu was originally heartbroken, but at this moment, she heard the maid beside her shouting: "Look, princess!

"Hey... It's really fine!"

"Look at it, princess!"

“......”

The maids were all excitedly raising their hands and pointing towards the sky, and as the clouds dispersed, they could also vaguely see Qin Feng's existence.

When Chu Wanqiu heard this, she also raised her head sharply... Sure enough, there were many void cracks like ravines, and there was a figure in the middle, which fell into the eyes very clearly.

Qin Feng!

"It's okay... He's—he's fine!"

Chu Wanqiu stood up violently, her eyes were hazy with tears... Suddenly I cried with joy.

However... That's at this time!

Everyone looked at the sky and saw that the clouds of calamity dissipated, but at this moment... The calamity clouds that were about to disperse, with lightning speed, a golden calamity fell from the clouds in an instant!

Rumble!

Heaven and earth, flashed a golden light.

Impartial... The power of this golden tribulation actually fell on Qin Feng's body!

"Qin Feng!"

Chu Wanqiu's smile just appeared, she was stunned, and her pupils shrank sharply with a pair of beautiful eyes, at this moment... Chu Wanqiu didn't care about anything, and the nurses and maids beside her were also frightened by the sudden power of the golden tribulation, and they actually forgot to pull Chu Wanqiu.

By the time they reacted, it was too late.

Chu Wanqiu had tears in her eyes, holding the big red dress in both hands, and ran towards the sky, at her feet... There are constantly blue enchantresses coming out.

The blue flowers carried her all the way up.

This scene...

Aesthetic to the extreme.

Even the maids behind her were stunned.

"Brother Monkey!"

Zhu Bajie's expression also changed, when he was Marshal Tianpeng, he had survived many holy tribulations, so he was naturally able to know... Just now, it's clear that the quasi-holy tribulation is over!

Why!

Why did the power of the Golden Tribulation suddenly fall?!

And... It still falls on Qin Feng's body!

After all, it was Yun Rong who crossed the catastrophe, not Qin Feng!

There is no reason why this Holy Tribulation would consider Qin Feng as a target!

Not only did Zhu Bajie not understand, but Chu Yan and the others above the main gate of Jianyi were also stunned at this time, raising their eyes and looking at the sky, completely unable to believe what had just happened.

The robber is dead, how can the power of the robbery be lowered?!

This kind of thing... How can it be!

On top of the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb, Qin Feng gasped for breath, carrying the power of the golden tribulation just now, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

After all... He was just a god-transforming monk, even if the second residual power in his body was still supporting, even if he was injured by a trace of aftermath, he couldn't bear it.

'!'

He scolded in his heart, he had thought that the old guy had a problem, and sure enough...!

Qin Feng looked up fiercely, his eyes... Freeze up!

The clouds of the Holy Tribulation that were already dispersing were now... Stopped dissipating, even... There's a new power coming together!

"!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but scold, this was obviously Yun Rong's holy tribulation, how could it fall on him Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng knows very well...

The impatience at the moment doesn't change anything.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng's eyes tightened, and in his mind... Extremely quickly recalled all the conversations between him and Yun Rong before.

Certain... It must have been the old guy who had done something in the shadows.

As long as you find the stumbling block under this old fellow, you will be able to disperse this holy calamity.

Meanwhile.

In the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb, the purple light of the nine tomb doors shone brightly, turning into a purple light barrier, enveloping Qin Feng in it.

His second residual power can at most last for half a cup of tea, but once it is exhausted... I still can't find the horse's feet that Yun Rong has done on me, so I can only activate the last wisp of residual power!

With this third residual power, he forcibly survived this quasi-holy calamity.

Bang~!

Clouds in the sky... Once again, it regained its previous momentum of destruction.

This time...

The target of the Holy Tribulation was not the dead Zhongyun Emperor Yun Rong, but Qin Feng!

In addition to the power of gold, the rest of the eight elements of robbery power landed in an instant!

But at this time...

Qin Feng turned his head violently and looked over... The blue enchantress and flowers are flying.

The woman in the big red robe was coming towards him with the words of her beloved.