The two dementoring powers, falling from the ghost prison burial god tomb, overlapped, completely enveloping this Zhongyun Emperor.

Suddenly...

A surging force that could not be resisted at all surged in Yun Su's heart!

'No!

'I'm a quasi-saint powerhouse!'

'I am the ninth emperor of Zhongyun!'

Yun Su's eyes showed unwillingness, and he looked up at the main gate of Jianyi.

And this... It was also the last scene he saw in his life, and what caught his eyes was Qin Feng's cold eyes, as well as the cigarette roll he didn't know in the corner of his mouth.

The soul is trembling!

I'm roaring inside!

However... All this is useless.

"Ahhhh

Yun Su roared angrily to the sky, his voice was full of misery, and it made his back chill when he heard it.

Shout~!

From Yun Su's body, his divine soul... In an instant, the power of the dementor was drained, and the light of the dementor was submerged into the tomb of the ghost prison burial god!

Since then, there has been no Zhongyun Emperor named Yunsu in the world.

The tomb of the burial god at this moment...

Qin Feng could clearly feel that that kind of longing was extremely urgent.

Especially after swallowing Yun Su's divine soul, this desire became stronger and stronger!

Outside the Heavenly Gate of the Seventh Heavenly Realm before, as all the power in the Tomb of the Burial God exploded, all the power accumulated in it was released.

It's like a glutton, making him hungry for three days and three nights before opening meat.

So the tomb of the burial god at the moment... For the devouring immortal Buddha's divine soul body, it has reached a crazy level.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!!"

“......！”

The people of the Zhongyun Dynasty all heard Yun Su's terrible roar, and even saw Yun Su's eyes that had lost their lustre...

All of them have a big change in their expressions.

Yun Su lost the body of the divine soul, just as he was about to fall.

The light of the dementor poured out a powerful suction force again, and the body of Yunsu, who was about to fall, was also violently pulled away by the power of the dementor, and in an instant... Even Yun Rong didn't react, Yun Su's body was devoured into the tomb of the burial god.

The body and the soul have all become nothingness.

Quiescence...

Utter dead silence...

These people in the Zhongyun Dynasty were all completely confused, thinking what the hell is this fucking play?!

Just started, even the city gate was not opened, and the emperor and the eldest brother who took the lead here actually hung up like this, so then there was a hammer next, plus at this moment, he was shocked by the ghost prison burial tomb, and all the Zhongyun monks were scattered.

Not only were these monks of the Zhongyun Dynasty stunned, but even those monks of Nanchu were all confused.

The scene that just happened completely subverted their imagination.

Emperor Zhongyun, quasi-saint Zhongpin, the first person in the Qiulan realm!

In their eyes, what a noble and powerful existence!

At this moment, it was just in an instant, and it was easily extinguished!

Everyone was horrified in their hearts, took a sharp breath, and then looked at Qin Feng's back in front of them, and couldn't help but feel reverence in their hearts.

The strong are worthy of the respect of others!

"Su, Su'er!!"

Zhongyun Emperor Yunrong, this old man was stunned for three seconds before he finally reacted.

This great-grandson of his, just like that, died in front of him, and he... But there is nothing that can be done.

"You!you!you!"

Yun Rong's eyes burst into flames of revenge, it was hatred and anger to the extreme!

Looking up at the Ghost Prison Tomb in the sky, this old man knew very well in his heart... He's not an opponent!

The face that was originally angry suddenly calmed down.

A weird smile... Slowly come out of the corners of the mouth.

Fierce... Raised his eyes and looked at Qin Feng!

Qin Feng frowned violently, he was no stranger to this look in Yun Rong's eyes, he had seen it many times in the eyes of others.

Is that... Crazy!

"Die!

Yun Rong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

A breath like the destruction of the world actually appeared from this Yunrong dantian...

With the appearance of this world-destroying aura, the sky and wind and clouds of the Southern Chu Kingdom began to flow rapidly, and the black clouds completely enveloped the entire Southern Chu in an instant, and there was a black thunder swimming within it.

Chu Yan, who was beside Qin Feng, noticed that when the heavens and the earth changed color, his face changed in an instant.

For the scene that appeared in the sky, he recognized it in an instant, as a quasi-saint monk who also lived for a long time longer than his peers, Chu Yan naturally experienced what was about to happen, this is... Holy Tribulation!

And... He recognizes it too!

The strength of this Holy Tribulation was a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than what he had experienced before! With his cultivation, the power of the Holy Tribulation that appeared here could not even resist the first Tribulation!

Yun Rong actually triggered the last holy tribulation here, he wanted... Pull the entire Southern Chu Kingdom into the Holy Tribulation!

He's going to... Fight like Kilkenny cats!

As soon as the Holy Tribulation came out, all the monks who recognized it as a quasi-Holy Tribulation were panicked.

Under the cover of the robbery, they can't escape at all.

The entire Southern Chu Kingdom was shrouded in the Holy Tribulation, and under the suffocating Heavenly Dao coercion, they couldn't even do the most ordinary Imperial Sky in their usual days.

Whether it is a cultivator, a mortal or a golden immortal, they can only stand in place... Wait for death!

The top ten national protectors of Southern Chu are all like ashes at the moment, they didn't expect it... That's how it turned out.

Having lived so long, they are not afraid of death.

But... They don't want to, they don't want to die like this!

Without the slightest resistance and dying under the holy calamity of others, this kind of thing sounds full of sadness and absurdity.

The monks of the Southern Chu Kingdom were stunned by this sudden appearance of the Holy Tribulation, and the monks of Zhongyun were similar... One by one, they looked at the back of their own emperors.

All of them were pale, and they were not stupid, so they naturally knew what Yun Rong was planning to do at the moment.

Zhongyun, Nanchu... Fight like Kilkenny cats!

The Southern Chu Palace, the land of tapestry.

Zhu Bajie was walking back and forth on this carpet, and suddenly the pig's head looked up at the sky, the pig's eyes shrank sharply, and he was stunned for three breaths, and burst out three words: "Fuck your mother!"

In this life, he is the messenger of the Pure Altar, although he is only a Golden Immortal cultivator, but in his last life, he was the famous Marshal of the Immortal Court, and his cultivation is even more powerful and holy.

Naturally, at a glance, I could see the intensity of the Holy Tribulation that appeared in this sky, faintly... Among the quasi-saint-level holy tribulations triggered by Yun Rong, there was actually a trace of the power of the supreme holy holy tribulation.

"... How long has this old guy lived, and the quasi-saints have been able to accumulate all the holy tribulations to this extent. ”

Zhu Bajie complained, Holy Tribulation... Endlessly.

It is stronger and stronger in the future, stronger and stronger each time, and the Holy Tribulation triggered by this Yunrong will actually have a wisp of the power of the Holy Tribulation, which means that... This old fellow has lived too long, faintly comparable to some of the most holy powers.