Standing on the top of the highest attic of the Yanle Mansion, everyone looked into the distance. The cloud eye directly below the dark clouds is aimed at the palace of the Great Yan Dynasty. A large expanse of sunlight shone on the edge of the dark clouds covering a smaller and smaller area on the palace complex, and the blue and black sè Ryu} Tiles shè shè shire brightly. When the diameter of the cloud vortex in the air shrank to about a mile, a dazzling light suddenly erupted above the palace, and sixty-three halos of light enveloped the palace.

There was a dull thunder in the sky, as if countless big men were beating the drums of war. The dull sound of thunder caused a heartbeat. With Beggar's cultivation, he was shocked by the thunder and his whole body was flowing endlessly, his nostrils were hot for a while, and his nosebleeds almost spurted out. Falling on the roof, Wei Xiaoxiao, who was imprisoned by Nie Baihong, was even more unbearable, she rolled her eyes and fainted, and the corners of her mouth continued to have bloodshots.

It's just that a few people on the roof, whether it is Nie Baihong, Beqi, or Lu Chengfeng, are all resolute people, and no one takes a second look at Wei Xiaoxiao, as if this peerless beauty lying on the roof does not exist at all. Don't say that she is just vomiting blood, even if she is crushed by the power of heavenly thunder, the three people present will not have the slightest mercy and softness.

"Is it the one in the palace who has made the Golden Pill? Why is this Thunder Tribulation so weird? It has been a quarter of an hour, and the Heavenly Thunder has not yet fallen?" Nie Baihong looked at the direction of the Imperial Palace in confusion, and calculated some of the circumstances of the Thunder Tribulation according to his own experience: "Ordinary cultivators have formed the Golden Pill and turned into the body of a human immortal, which is just an ordinary triple thunder tribulation. But today, something is wrong, something is very wrong. ”

Nie Baihong shook his head again and again, and he muttered in a low voice: "Back then, when the sect crossed the tribulation, the thundercloud only brewed a cup of tea and fell, but today, hey, something is wrong, something is wrong, could it be that a certain demon and ghost raised in the palace have formed a golden pill? Or is it a certain demon beast that wants to transform into a shape, otherwise how can this be the case?"

Beg looked at the clouds in the air, and felt relaxed for a while, without the tension and restraint of Nie Baihong's great enemy. In the Stealing Sutra, after forming a golden pill, there is a secret law called it