Chapter 1757: Destruction

Chapter 1757: Destruction

Ancestor Jin Peng's Peng Ling Golden Sword, each of which had the power of an upper-level innate spiritual treasure, was all swallowed up by the Immortal Trace Gate in the blink of an eye.

Ancestor Jin Peng was stunned, and at the same time he was even more wary of the Immortal Trace Gate.

Master Dao Ling was also a little puzzled.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and clouds gathered in the sky. Terrifying thunder came from them, turning into thick thunder snakes and shooting down, aiming directly at the gate of the fairy trail!

The Qinglong King and Jinpeng Ancestor both looked slightly stunned.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound of thunder came, and the thunder in the sky came down like a tidal wave, instantly covering the Immortal Miracle Gate, and then a raging suction force swept across all directions, trying to lead the Immortal Miracle Gate into the void. .

In the Immortal Miracle Gate, Master Dao Ling released his spiritual thoughts, and then he seemed to feel something.

Although he used the Immortal Miracle Gate as his main body, he was still able to leave his body. Immediately, a phantom appeared on the light gate, looking at the sky thunder in the sky with a somewhat complicated look.

The Azure Dragon King and the Jinpeng Ancestor raised their heads at the same time, and saw that above the top of the clouds in the sky, the sky slowly opened, and the thunder became more dense like rain, all crashing down on the gate of the fairy traces.

"It's a catastrophe!"

As if he understood something, the Azure Dragon King narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted at Ancestor Jinpeng: "Dao Ling actually caused a thunder disaster at this time! Brother Jinpeng, retreat quickly!"

Ancestor Jin Peng's expression changed greatly after hearing this.

Not caring about anything else, Ancestor Jin Peng immediately put away his golden feather cloak and fled.

Although his cultivation has reached the perfection of the Cave Heaven Realm, he is still not confident that he can withstand the thunder. What's more, the demon clan needs to go through the catastrophe of transformation before ascending. He has not reached that step yet. At this time, the only way to die is to be affected by the thunder tribulation. !

What he never expected was that the lightning tribulation fell as fast as a meteor bursting into flames. Just as he was using his body skills to resist, a roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ancestor Jin Peng looked horrified. When he looked back, he saw dense thunders rushing down towards Dao Ling. The bright thunder light covered the sky and covered the earth, and his eyes were filled with thunderous flashes.

Master Dao Ling stood there with his head raised, looking at the thunder calamity in the sky, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, as if he was facing some kind of long-awaited fate.

"It's a pity that I came at the wrong time..."

A wry smile flashed across the eyes of Master Dao Ling. He fought with all his strength against the Qinglong King and Jinpeng Ancestor. He had already consumed a lot at this moment, but the thunder disaster came at this moment.

"Well, maybe this is my destiny."

Master Dao Ling smiled slightly, and closed his eyes the moment the thunder fell.

"boom!"

A raging sky thunder suddenly fell and hit Dao Ling's soul. In an instant, the lightning flooded everything. Many buildings in the Tianhun Sect were also destroyed, the mountain was broken in half, and the earth burst open.

"No!"

Ancestor Jin Peng's eyes widened, and bright lightning surrounded his body. The golden feather cloak was torn on the spot, and he let out a tragic wail.

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and he was directly struck into blood mist by lightning.

A great demon who had perfected the cave heaven realm was destroyed on the spot under such a catastrophe!

On the square, some monks of the two races with ordinary cultivation had no chance to dodge. They were all turned into ashes under the lightning, and screams came one after another.

The thunderstorm came suddenly and disappeared very quickly. After sweeping across most of the sky, the light gradually dimmed and finally dissipated.

At this time, the Tianhun Sect was in ruins, and none of the disciples survived. Except for those low-level demon cultivators who were far away, the demon army was also killed by Lei Jie, and all of them died without intact corpses.

The Qinglong King's pupils shrank violently, filled with horror.

There was a distance between him and Daoling Zhenren, so he was able to escape the disaster, but he was shaken by the thunder and retreated with vomiting blood.

"Is this the power of a heavenly catastrophe? If I ascend in the future, can I survive it safely?"

The Qinglong King's heart twitched violently, and for the first time he felt so close to death.

Ancestors as powerful as Jin Peng were killed by a thunderous strike. My cultivation level was similar to that of him. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have ended up with the same fate as Ancestor Jin Peng.

"Um?"

At this moment, the Qinglong King looked up and saw a glimmer of light in the air. The Immortal Trace Gate was floating, but there was no trace of Daoling Zhenren on it, and his spiritual thoughts had also disappeared without a trace.

"Did Dao Ling succeed in overcoming the tribulation? Or did he perish?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Qinglong King's eyes.

Master Dao Ling had no breath at this time, making it impossible to judge whether he succeeded or not.

The Qinglong King's eyes flashed. With the power of the thunder tribulation just now, the Jin Peng ancestors were all killed. Dao Ling had fought against them one against two before, and his soul was consumed a lot. It was probably during the tribulation that he took shape. All destroyed.

"Dao Ling, this can only be said to be your destiny. Even if you are close to the thunder tribulation stage, you are no longer able to break through and ascend." The Qinglong King sneered.

He took a long breath and looked at the fairy door in mid-air.

"Just now, Dao Ling possessed the Immortal Trace Gate and caused the Thunder Tribulation. It is rumored that this gate has secrets leading to the spiritual world. Could it be that the Heaven Tribulation itself is related to it?"

The Azure Dragon King reached out and made a move, and the Immortal Trace Gate fell into his hands. He looked at it carefully, and an arrogant smile gradually appeared on his face.

"This magical gate should have belonged to me two hundred years ago!"

After all his efforts, he finally got it.

"Father!" Long Xuan and Long Ting came forward, "Congratulations to father for obtaining the Immortal Miracle Gate. He will be able to ascend to the spiritual world and achieve great achievements in the future!"

The Azure Dragon King nodded lightly, holding the Immortal Trace Gate with an increasingly satisfied expression.

He glanced at his two brothers and said, "I'm relieved that you two are fine. How are the casualties of our clan?"

"To answer my father's words, the power of the heavenly tribulation is too strong. Our clan suffered heavy casualties. Many elites died in this tribulation. The leaders of other demon clan branches were also destroyed by the self-protection of the elders of the Tianhun Sect." Long Xuan said with his head down.

The scene of the heavenly tribulation just now made him feel frightened. If he was not far away from Long Ting, he would have died without a burial place.

The face of the Azure Dragon King was a little ugly.

This time, the demon dragon clan attacked the Tianhun Sect, and the casualties were so heavy that it would take two or three hundred years to recover.

Long Xuan raised his head and said, "Father, according to the people of the Tiger Clan and the Fox Clan, a group of cultivators of the Heavenly Soul Sect escaped with the help of the teleportation array during the previous battle. They were all elite disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect."

"Oh, there are fish that slipped through the net?" The Azure Dragon King was still looking at the Gate of Immortal Trace with a smile on his face, and he didn't care about what Long Xuan said.

"Father, what do you think about this matter..." Long Xuan asked.

"Cut the grass and root it out, you two brothers should lead people to chase them." The Azure Dragon King waved his hand lightly, "The Heavenly Soul Sect left these disciples behind, just wanting to return to Zhongzhou to wait for the rise, you should chase them in the direction of Zhongzhou."

"Yes!"

The two immediately accepted the order.

...

In a hidden ancient forest, a group of figures were meditating and regulating their breath.

They looked tired, and some of them were stained with blood, obviously having just experienced a fierce battle.

These people were the hundreds of Heavenly Soul Sect disciples teleported out of the Heavenly Soul Hall.

Guan Ruoruo silently recovered his vitality. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Chunyang standing in front of him, frowning and looking at the direction of Tianhun Sect behind him.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

Guan Ruoruo walked to Ye Chunyang and asked.

Ye Chunyang was silent for a moment, retracted his gaze and shook his head: "Nothing, has everyone adjusted their breath? It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. We need to rush to the border as soon as possible before returning to Zhongzhou."

"Everyone has adjusted their breath and can set off at any time." Guan Ruoruo said.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Chunyang didn't say much, called Ye Yao and Lin Yu, and set off again with the disciples of Tianhun Sect.

This place is hundreds of miles away from Tianhun Sect. He is not worried about the pursuit of soldiers, but he just felt the breath of thunder tribulation in the direction of Tianhun Sect.

The only one who can trigger thunder tribulation in Tianhun Sect is Taoist Ling, but the appearance of thunder tribulation at this time seems a bit coincidental.

And when the thunder tribulation came, he seemed to feel an unusually familiar breath, and the gate of immortal traces on his body seemed to move a little.

However, as the thunderbolt disappeared, the movement of the Gate of Immortal Trace also calmed down.

Although Ye Chunyang was somewhat puzzled by this, he did not think much about it. At this time, it was important to rush back to Zhongzhou as soon as possible.

"It will take at least six days to get back to the border from here. If we bring these burdens, the speed will probably be twice as slow, which means it will take less than half a month to arrive." Ye Yao counted on his fingers.

"Elder Ye is righteous. Since he promised Elder Mu Kui, he will never abandon these disciples of Tianhun Sect." Lin Yu looked at the young man in front of him, and a touch of gentleness flashed across his cold and beautiful eyes.

If it were someone else, he would probably not agree to this, right?

The young man seemed to be indifferent to everything, but he was unexpectedly so loyal.

Guan Ruoruo looked back at the direction of Tianhun Sect, his eyes slightly red, and he felt an indescribable discomfort.

The same was true for other disciples of Tianhun Sect.

They looked at the mountain gate reluctantly, their expressions were heavy, and their throats were choked with sobs.

But they knew that there was no benefit except making meaningless sacrifices, so they turned around and left with Ye Chunyang.

At this moment, clouds and mist suddenly gathered in the sky, and a fierce demonic wind swept over. Figures appeared one after another, and murderous aura enveloped everyone.

"Hehe, you are running a little slowly. It only takes me a few hours to catch up. Do you plan to kneel down and die, or let me torture you slowly?" A sinister laugh sounded from the demonic mist, and Long Ting appeared from it, with Little Dragon King Long Xuan also beside him.

The expressions of the disciples of the Tianhun Sect changed.

"They caught up so quickly!" Guan Ruoruo's heart sank to the bottom of the Frost Valley. The demon cultivators who chased them were all in the Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and the Golden Core Realm. Some of them, like Little Dragon King Long Xuan, reached the peak of the Perfection of the Golden Core Realm.

Although hundreds of Tianhun Sect disciples have excellent qualifications, they have not really grown up. Among them, except for her and two young men who have reached the Out-of-Body Stage, most of the Soul Realm is still in the Soul Shaping Stage.

In comparison, their side was far behind in both numbers and overall strength.

"Daddy, you guys go first. This time, I'm going to beat them both into pig heads!"

A petite figure walked out of the crowd.