Everyone was still staring at Huang Xiaoyu stupidly.

I don’t know who shouted first: “Escape! Don’t run away and wait for death?”

right……

If you don’t run away now, are you going to die?

This yellow fish can beat Qing Emperor half to death with one punch.

This kind of strength is no matter how hard it is, it is in the late stage of the Immortal Lord.

Not only that, he opened his mouth to swallow the six-colored souls.

Made...

What is against the will of heaven?

Now this guy is against the will of heaven.

Don't run away? How to fight this fight?

Use Daluo Golden Immortal to fight with the Immortal Lord?

What can millions of Daluo Golden Immortals do?

Can millions of ants kill a dragon?

Besides, it’s not just a divine dragon. There’s also Wan Miao, Jia Yue, Ling Qiong, Yun Lan, Song Xi, and Xu Feng.

There is also Zhao Feiyan who is about to leave the customs.

Zhao Feiyan is the bloodline of the Vermillion Bird. If he becomes an immortal master, he doesn’t know how powerful it is. The Qing Emperor’s target is Huang Xiaoyu. If he doesn’t go to find Huang Xiaoyu, he will come here first to set up a formation to trap Zhao Feiyan, and you can imagine it.

Huh?!

Yun Lan, Song Xi, Xu Feng!

These three people were not dead!

That's right!

It was definitely not an illusion. These three people, who appeared from somewhere, stood beside Huang Xiaoyu, sneered, and murderous intent hidden in their eyes, looking around at everyone.

Everyone understands...

Everything that happened today is a matter of time.

Everyone despises this, and everyone thinks that it is the soft rice king hidden behind women by relying on this alchemy technique.

But now I know, I just pretended to be weak.

In fact, they have long become the gentleman and even the master of these women.

Hiding the three immortal masters made Qing Emperor full of confidence in Aoki Yuanling and lure him out.

Let Zhao Feiyan break through and put pressure on the Qing Emperor, forcing him to come out.

After coming out, the three immortals surrounded the Qing Emperor and were at a disadvantage and showed weakness, which made the Qing Emperor mistakenly think that he was awesome today and was about to turn the tables. He was lawless and no one could stop him.

Then suddenly appeared and punched Meng Qingdi.

Not to mention Qingdi, anyone who has some trump cards may want to win.

It’s like a gambler at the gambling table. He had won tens of millions of chips, but suddenly he lost all his money. If he had chips on his body, he would try his best to get a chance.

At this time, rationality and thoughtfulness were all thrown out of the sky.

The beautiful Saint looked at Huang Xiaoyu, looked at his eyes, and quickly looked away.

She was afraid of Huang Xiaoyu.

That's right!

Just fear.

She felt that even if she practiced to become an immortal emperor in her life, the shadow of the yellow fish would be engraved in her mind, which would never be erased.

This yellow fish is simply not a human.

It is not scary to have strong cultivation. You can have many magical powers, many immortal arts, and endless magic power. It is not scary to have even sinister and cunning.

But how can a person calculate his mind so accurately and accurately?

He is a devil!

He is a god!

He is an existence that cannot be surpassed.

Someone shouted: "Don't be afraid! Look, the heavenly tribulation has accumulated enough power. It is about to come. More than 5,000 heavenly tribulations, any heavenly tribulation is enough to destroy the Immortal Lord. Today, it is this kid's madness before his death! When the heavenly tribulation comes, he is destined to be ashes."

Suddenly, there was a sensation.

They are already desperate, they feel dead...

A gambler who loses the eye will always think that he will be able to turn the tables in the next move. He will always give himself psychological hints and tell himself that he will not be defeated like this.

Xu Feng could understand the mentality of these people, but could not agree with the ideas of these people.

If it were the yellow fish before swallowing the six-colored Yuan Spirit, she would definitely think so.

But now, she felt that Huang Xiaoyu could do anything.

This man who is good at planning everything is so accurate, how could he be killed by the heavenly disaster he brought to him after the overall situation is settled?

It's simply funny.

Huang Xiaoyu must have a way to survive the heavenly tribulation.

That's right, Huang Xiaoyu not only has a solution, but also has the same roughness as ever.

Only more rude, not the most rude.

In the mortal world, in front of the Tianfu Armorial Reservoir, the nine heavenly thunder tribulations stopped him, and he ran after lightning.

Now, the heavenly tribulation is still accumulating the last bit of power, and Huang Xiaoyu can no longer wait.

He really can't wait.

Because he flew up and rushed directly into the heavenly tribulation!

Damn...

Half of the millions of immortals were almost scared to sit on the ground. The remaining half almost stared out.

More than five thousand heavenly disasters!

Under normal circumstances, these heavenly tribulations will come one by one.

Even a kind of heavenly tribulation, such as the thunder tribulation, will release power in many times.

Huang Xiaoyu rushed into the catastrophe cloud so directly, which is equivalent to fighting more than 5,000 heavenly tribulations at the same time and enduring all the power of heavenly tribulations at the same time.

This is no longer against the will of heaven.

This is like pressing the sky to the ground and slamming it.

At this moment, in the Infinite Hell, Brother Yu Tian, ​​who was lying on Xiaolongnu, suddenly felt excited.

Xiaolongnu breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, Brother Yue Tian, ​​you finally finished it, and I'm almost gone."

Brother Yue Tian frowned slightly and said, "Don't call me Brother Yue Tian, ​​I think there is really someone in Yue Tian."

Xiaolongnu was stunned for a moment: "Who?"

A smile appeared on Brother Yue Tian’s mouth: “There are two words to add next to that little fish.”

Xiaolongnu: "What word?"

He said to Brother Tian: "The upper one says, the lower one says."

There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun.

There was a tragic Taoist priest holding a cradle in his arms, looking at the baby in it, and sighing: "Huang Kun? Such a big word, how lucky it is. Diewu has a ghost in her heart. Sooner or later, your father will clean up her? It's better to give her a bad name to support her..."

...

The yellow fish flew into the heavenly tribulation.

He had a calm face, carried his hands on his back, and observed five thousand,632 kinds of heavenly tribulations with cold eyes.

Traveling back a thousand years ago, I have practiced all the way to this day, just like traveling again in the old place.

His cultivation experience is much richer than the Immortal Lord, Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor.

More than 5,000 heavenly robbery punishments are well known.

The sinking river in the Nine Nether Gourd cannot kill him, which are the three thousand great laws of the birth of the universe.

The punishment of heavenly robbery is also a law.

To put it bluntly, the essence is actually the same as the magic arts used by immortals.

How could this mere 6,000-daily chasm punishing him?
To be continued...