On the other side, Yue Chen continued to pour all his mana into the golden cauldron of the God of Tribulations, and the energy of chaos and the energy of Tribulations continued to spurt out, shrouding the Saint of Joy in it.

The Saint of Joy was filled with hatred and fear, and struggled desperately, while the golden beads kept falling towards Yue Chen.

However, the more she struggled, the faster the energy of chaos and tribulation invaded her, and soon she turned into a ball of black-red mud, falling from mid-air.

Yue Chen finally couldn't hold it any longer.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he slumped down on the rocks.

"Husband!"

At this moment, Ao Lin instantly forgot her previous gnashing of teeth, rushed forward and hugged him.

"Madam, you are finally here!"

He smiled weakly at Ao Lin, turned to look at the body of the Saint of Joy, and said, "Leave it to you."

"good!"

Ao Lin gritted her silver teeth, opened her mouth suddenly, and spit out a silver flame!

This is her natal dragon flame. It is a dragon flame unique to the true dragon clan. It can burn the soul. In extraordinary battles, the dragon clan will not use this flame easily.

"call!"

Silver flames flew and landed on the black-red flesh, turning it into ashes in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the ashes and quickly fled into the distance.

But it is the spirit of the Saint of Joy hidden in the golden bead, which she uses to escape desperately.

The golden light was so fast that it quickly traveled far away.

"Can you run away?"

Ao Lin's eyes were cold and she slashed out a ray of ice soul light with her backhand.

In an instant, the lake was frozen for thousands of miles, and the extreme cold blocked Jin Zhu's movements.

But, just like that, Ao Lin turned into a silver dragon and chased after her!

"hold head high!"

The dragon's roar shook the sky.

The silver dragon soared through the clouds and mist, streaking across the sky like a shooting star. In the blink of an eye, it reached close to the golden light and grabbed the golden bead with its claws.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from within the golden bead, and the golden light paused, revealing the spirit of the Saint of Joy.

She looked at Yue Chen and Ao Lin with pain on her face, and cursed: "How dare you destroy the soul of this saint!"

"so what?"

The silver dragon roared, showing no mercy, and slapped her soul with one claw, shattering it into pieces and dissipating into little stars in the air.

"Wow!"

At the same time, within the Hehuan Sect, a jade tablet was shattered, and the spirit of the Saint of Joy was completely annihilated and no longer existed.

"what happened?"

"Senior Sister Huanqing is dead?"

"No way, Senior Sister Huanqing has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years and has already become a Daluo Golden Immortal. She also has golden beads to protect her. Who can kill her?"

"Could it be..."

There was a commotion within the Hehuan Sect, as if a tree had fallen and the hozens were scattered.

The Saint of Huanqing is the next headmaster of the Hehuan Sect.

Her death meant that the Hehuan Sect was about to run out of energy, and naturally all the disciples could feel it to some extent, so people were in panic.

At this time, many major forces were calculating the secrets, and said with emotion: "This calamity is finally coming to an end."

"Who dares to kill my disciples!"

Empress Yumei looked crazy, her eyes were red, and she was extremely angry.

The heir she had cultivated with great difficulty was treated as her own daughter, but before she even took the position of head teacher, she was beaten to a pulp.

This hatred is irreconcilable.

"Boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky and the wind and clouds surged.

Dark clouds were rolling in the sky above Hehuan Sect.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. This matter must be closely related to the Prince of Zhou!"

"Yes, many direct disciples in the sect died or were injured in the past few days. Today the saint has died again. Apart from people from the Zhou Dynasty, I really can't think of anyone who dares to take action against the saint."

"My queen, please don't be impulsive!"

…

Many elders gave advice one after another, hoping to calm Empress Yumei's anger.

Only those elders whose disciples were injured or died looked at Empress Yumei calmly, with hidden emotions ranging from resentment to gloating.

In their hearts, if Empress Yumei hadn't ordered all her disciples to come out of the sect to seduce the Prince of Zhou, they would not have been poisoned by him.

There are thousands of disciples in the Hehuan Sect, but each elder has only one direct disciple. He is regarded as the successor of the mantle, which has cost them countless efforts.

Now, they are dying and being injured just because of the leader's words. How can they not be resentful?

However, due to the sect's rules, they could only endure it no matter how unwilling they were.

Now, it is finally the turn of Empress Yumei to pay the due price.

"snort!"

Empress Yumei snorted coldly, suppressed her anger and said: "The situation is not good now, we can only fight with our last resort."

Everyone was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Finally, an elder in the late Golden Immortal stage stood up and respectfully held his hands in his hands and said: "Please rest assured, my Majesty, I will do my best."

Although this person is an elder, he only has the cultivation level of the late Daluo Jinxian. He is not very powerful and his influence within the sect is not great.

Therefore, some elders secretly called her a flatterer after hearing what she said.

"This time our sect's enemy is the Zhou royal family. Under the Yun Dynasty, there are countless capable people and extraordinary people. They are very powerful and cannot be underestimated."

An elder came out of the queue and reminded with a frown.

"Um."

Empress Yumei nodded and asked: "What realm do you think the Emperor of Zhou is in?"

"this……"

Everyone hesitated for a moment.

In fact, no one has ever seen Emperor Zhou take action, so how can anyone know his details?

"This Emperor Zhou is so secretive that it's really hard to get a glimpse of his true identity!"

"But it is said that as early as thousands of years ago, he already had the cultivation level of the late Golden Immortal. Now that thousands of years have passed, I am afraid that he at least has the cultivation level of the early Dao Lord."
Chapter completed!