Transformed into purple thunder and went straight to the White Cave Mansion. The battle spirit ancient lamp at the center of Amu's eyebrows flew out directly.

In an instant, the blood was on display, illuminating the heavens and the earth. This is a treasure within the Three Realms, and at this moment, it almost does not need to be urged by Amu, and it automatically protects the master.

The Battle Soul Ancient Lamp is different from the Demon Coffin, because Amu has the inheritance of the God of War King, although not all of them, but this Battle Soul Ancient Lantern has long been based on Amu.

At this time, the Battle Spirit Ancient Lantern exerted extremely powerful power, and countless lantern shadows scattered in the void.

And Zaijian's desolate soul beast, there is still half a point of naivety.

The powerful desolate aura dispersed, and the red phosphorus on the little beast's body suddenly stood up, like a steel cone, majestic and murderous.

Zaijian's dragon mouth, "Click-" is a light blue lightning, directly meeting the Xuanwu purple lightning.

The thunder of Xuanwu came with a bang.

The Arctic Immortal Weng couldn't rescue him, and Amu and the little Desolate Soul Beast could only fight alone.

The ancient lamp of the war soul rushed out of the center of the eyebrows, and the forbidden picture on the remnants of the coffin was on display. At the same time, Amu even sacrificed the black rattan and went straight to the purple divine thunder.

But he didn't expect that the light blue lightning bolt that erupted from the mouth of the little desolate soul beast on his shoulder would come first.

"Boom-click-"

The light blue lightning bolt was directly aimed at the basalt purple lightning.

Obviously, the lightning that the little Desolate Soul Beast hit the black-clothed clone of the Arctic Immortal was just a small fight, and this blue lightning was the true ability of the Desolate Soul Beast.

A huge shock wave scattered like water ripples. However, the blue lightning of the Desolate Soul Beast still did not completely withstand the transformation thunder of this Nine Thunder Tribulation.

The Xuanwu paused slightly, and the light dimmed a little, but it still came to the entrance of the cave.

"Whew-" It seems that the ferocity was stimulated by the Xuanwu purple thunder.

The little desolate soul beast jumped up, and the prohibition laid by the Arctic Immortal Weng just now couldn't trap it at all, and it was directly smashed by it.

Looking up to the sky, he hissed, and suddenly a huge adult desolate soul beast shadow appeared above the head of the little desolate soul beast, like a totemic shadow.

"Whew-" A loud roar flooded the sea wilderness.

At the same time, the little desolate soul beast shot out a blue lightning bolt from its mouth again, but this lightning bolt was more arrogant than Fang Cai's arrogance.

The matter has come to this point, and Amu also went directly out of the cave.

As soon as the ancient lamp of the battle spirit came out, the endless blood waves rolled up, the light was enough to illuminate the entire heaven and earth, and even the purple sea of clouds seemed to be reflected red. The black rattan has already turned into the shape of a black dragon, dozens of feet long, whistling away.

Xuanwu purple thunder, blue lightning, battle spirit ancient lamp, black rattan, these four liliang strands collided together. Any one of these four liliang is a liliang that is difficult to find in heaven and earth.

"Boom--boom-"

The entire Arctic Immortal Sea was turbulent, and the sea water around Silver Moon Island rolled up waves dozens of feet high.

Neither the Arctic Immortal nor the black and white clone could expect that Amu and the Desolate Soul Beast would burst out with such a huge liliang at this time.

In the void, all kinds of streamers were colorful, and the endless energy spread out like water ripples again, and the void was full of liliang surges.

At this time, there is no distinction between heaven and earth, this is the scene of the end of the world, and it is even comparable to the shattering of the desolate soul secret realm that day.

"Wow-" With Amu's cultivation, he couldn't bear such a liliang pull at all.

Fortunately, he had the remnants of the coffin and the battle soul armor to protect his body, and at this time, the combination of the desolate soul beast, the battle soul ancient lamp, and the black rattan had already scattered the purple thunder, and what Amu resisted was only the aftermath of the thunder tribulation.

Even so, Yi Amu's immortal bone demon body couldn't resist it, and flew out directly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

And at the same time as he flew out was the little beast of the desolate soul, it turned out that for some reason, the little beast had just exploded, and it was actually unconscious in an instant.

Just now, he was dancing with his teeth and claws, and he was majestic, but now he was thrown out directly like a dead cat, and it landed on Amu's shoulder, and he actually fell asleep.

"What a pet!" Amu half-knelt on the ground and smiled bitterly, then gasped for breath, his heart already red with blood.

The Battle Spirit Ancient Lamp and the black rattan were all around him, and at this time, the Nine Thunder Tribulations finally dispersed.

"Whew-"

The Arctic Immortal Weng stood up at this time, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, he really didn't expect that with Amu and the Little Desolate Soul Beast, he could actually receive the Nine Thunder Tribulations, although there was only one, but it was already a miracle.

"This is really creation!"

The Arctic Immortal said secretly in his heart, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his choice.

The Nine Thunder Tribulations had passed, and the purple clouds in the sky began to gradually disperse.

The people of the Arctic Immortal Sea, who were hundreds of miles away, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Arctic Immortal Weng destroyed his Seven Great Soul Bodies, under such a thunderstorm, it was already the most important result to be able to protect the deity, not to mention that the most powerful black and white entity clone did not seem to have much damage.

"Immortal Weng's grace today, he will not be able to repay Amu in this life!" Amu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, reluctantly stood up, and bowed deeply to the Arctic Immortal.

The impact force of Fang Cai was too great, and Amu felt that the bones around his body seemed to be shattered.

The demonic aura in the Danhai was churning, but fortunately, since arriving in the Arctic Immortal Sea, the mysterious aura in the Amudan Sea has never appeared again, and the so-called problem of going mad is no longer possible.

At this time, although Amu's Danhai was shocked, everything was a normal reaction.

"Alas!" At this time, the Arctic Immortal Weng sighed, and looked at the Silver Moon Island, where there was still half of the original fairyland feeling, which could be described as full of devastation.

Only the abrupt silver-white cave can prove that this is a fairy land.

"Amu, everything has a cause and effect, I hope you and the Arctic Immortal Sea have a good fate!"

"Immortal Weng rest assured!" Amu bowed deeply to the Arctic Immortal Weng and the black and white clone.

But at this moment, the purple clouds that were supposed to disperse suddenly dispersed.

A ray of light fell, reflecting the silver moon island, quite a bit of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

Suddenly, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the middle of the sky, and the light of the purple cloud instantly dimmed. The colorful light fell, and the whole island illuminated was blurry and beautiful.

But as soon as he saw these colorful auspicious clouds, the face of the Arctic Immortal Weng who had just eased up turned pale in an instant!

It was an absolute whiteness! It was a deep awe and fear.

At this time, not only the Arctic Immortal Weng, but all the Arctic Immortal Sea monks who saw this colorful cloud from a hundred miles away changed their faces in an instant.

"The god of the Northern Wilderness has appeared!"

Those Arctic Immortal Sea cultivators, led by the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master, immediately froze there.

"Wow-"

It was still the sect master of the Arctic Immortal Sea who was the first to react, and knelt directly in the void, and the one behind him, whether it was scattering souls and cultivating souls, fell to his knees all at once.

Tens of thousands of years, the god of the Northern Wilderness has appeared again. This psychological impact on the Arctic Immortal Sea Cultivator was too great.

The two gray-haired soul-scattered old men were so excited that they even left tears.

However, the look in the eyes of the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master was more panicked, what he was worried about might have happened, and the unusual Heavenly Tribulation must be the wrath of the God of the Northern Desolation.

This time, maybe the entire Arctic Immortal Sea will be in great trouble.

On Silvermoon Island, Amu naturally saw the seven-colored auspicious cloud, but he didn't know what it meant.

Zaijian's Arctic Immortal looked at the seven-colored auspicious clouds, as if he wanted to say something to Amu, but he opened his mouth twice, and finally said nothing.

Hardly there was any hesitation, as a high-level Great Perfection cultivator of Scattered Souls, the Arctic Immortal, who was admired by tens of thousands of people in the entire Northern Wilderness and even the Sea Wilderness, directly knelt down on Silver Moon Island and kowtowed to the seven-colored auspicious clouds.

It was the unruly and evil black-clothed clone, and there was no nonsense at this time, just like the white-clothed clone, kneeling behind the Arctic Immortal, with an extremely respectful look on his face.

At this moment, Amu was almost in a trance. Is this the Buddha or Jesus from a previous life? What kind of belief is that? Let the high level Dzogchen of the scattered souls, which existed like a god on the sea wasteland, fall to the ground.

But the Buddha in the sky has no holy son, only the seven-colored auspicious clouds.

"God of the Northern Wilderness, rest your anger!" At this time, the Arctic Immortal prayed loudly.

However, I saw the seven-colored auspicious clouds, and there was no reaction to the words of the Arctic Immortal.

At this time, the purple thunderclouds had almost dispersed, and countless heavenly lights fell in the sky.

However, in the middle of the seven-colored auspicious clouds, a seven-colored lightning suddenly fell.

Compared to this seven-colored lightning, Fang Cai's thunder tribulation is really insignificant.

It's just that a corner of Silver Moon Island was directly sunk, fell into the Immortal Sea, and was drowned by the rolling waves.

"Huh?" Ah Mu raised his eyebrows, this seven-colored auspicious cloud seems to be peaceful, but it is not overbearing? You must know that even if it is a nine-fold tribulation thunder, there is no such tribulation thunder that can sink Yinyue Island.

This thunderbolt fell, and the Arctic Immortal's face turned even paler.

"Hmm-" A mouthful of blood spurted on the ground, and the Arctic Immortal's voice trembled, "God of the Northern Wilderness, don't be angry!

However, the seven-colored auspicious clouds above the sky were not moved in the slightest. Countless seven-colored arcs of electricity were disillusioned on the seven-colored clouds.

Click-click-

Thunder fell like rain, and at least dozens of seven-colored lightning bolts fell on the Arctic Immortal Sea.

In an instant, the waves on the Arctic fairy sea were monstrous, and I don't know how many islands collapsed in an instant, and rocks flew sideways.

Wherever the seven-colored lightning went, it was the Spirit Saint Soul Cultivation, and it was also directly and instantly extinguished.

"God of the Northern Wilderness, rest your anger!" the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master and the monks behind him all shouted loudly.

However, the seven-colored auspicious clouds were like indifferent lifeless, and there was no response to the prayers of the Arctic Immortal Sea monks.

Thunderbolt lightning continued to fall on the Immortal Sea, and this seven-colored auspicious cloud did not seem to be coming for the Desolate Soul Beast, but to destroy the Arctic Immortal Sea.

At this time, the Arctic Immortal Sea was almost boiling.

The ground is shaking, the mountains are shaking, the hurricane, the tsunami.

There are also many monks who want to break free, indulge in the wind and royal treasures, and show their magical powers, but as long as there are monks who escape and resist, there will inevitably be a colorful lightning bolt falling.

No matter whether you are a spiritual saint, a soul cultivator, or a soul disperser, you will be ruthlessly killed, and your soul will be scattered.

This is a slaughter of immortals, a merciless slaughter of immortals.