God of Defiance

"Brother Meng!"

The moment Meng Yunxiao fell, Moyun Saint King and the other three immediately screamed out in surprise, regardless of the severe pain, their voices filled with fear.

Just now, all three of them took huge risks in response to Meng Yunxiao's call, rushed into the center of the thunder tribulation, and joined forces to strangle Ba Qingxuan.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Yunxiao, as the caller, was the first to die!

The entire fall process was extremely short, and Meng Yunxiao, the holy king, did not even have the slightest strength to resist!

Suddenly, countless panic surged in the hearts of the three of them. They roared in low voices and tried desperately to shake off all the white death thunder on their bodies!

"Meng Yunxiao...is dead!?"

"That was the Holy King, and he died in vain without even a splash of water!"

"The death of a Holy King is a big event! The last time a Holy King fell was during the founding ceremony of the Divine Refining Sect. Unexpectedly, another Holy King fell in a short period of time, and it was still related to the Divine Refining Sect!"

Within ten thousand miles, a famous warrior stood up suddenly, eyes wide open, staring at the blood mist burning fiercely in the sky in the distance, and exclaimed.

Some people couldn't believe that Meng Yunxiao, who possessed the Moonlight Spirit Body and had been powerful in the Tianyang Domain for thousands of years, died in vain as a majestic Saint King!

Their eyes were wide open, staring intently, expecting what miracle would happen next.

It's a pity that until all the blood mist burned out and disappeared, they didn't see the slightest shadow of Meng Yunxiao reappear!

Meng Yunxiao, the powerful Saint King who once dominated the region, has truly completely died and his spiritual power has disappeared, and there is no possibility of him appearing in the practice world of Central Continent again!

"Master, you must hold on, persistence is victory!"

Chu Tian sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, clenched his fists, looked up at the sky, and whispered.

Although Meng Yunxiao had already fallen first, there was still no trace of excitement or joy on his face, and instead his expression became more solemn.

Meng Yunxiao's body was gone, and the thunder tribulation was not over, but the lethality might be slightly less than before.

The only way for the three Holy Kings of Moyun to completely end the Thunder Tribulation and get rid of the risk of death is to get rid of Balao in the shortest possible time!

Once Balao dies, all thunder tribulations will immediately disappear!

So next, the three of them will inevitably attack Balao desperately, until Balao, the only source of thunder calamity, completely disappears!

boom! boom! boom!

Just when Chu Tian thought of this, three shocking muffled sounds suddenly came from the sky in the distance!

In sight, the three Moyun Holy Kings burned spiritual energy and even blood essence almost at the same time, and a fierce force burst out on the spot, knocking away all the death thunder covering their bodies!

"kill!"

The three of them were covered in blood. The moment they regained their freedom, they roared and aimed at Ba Lao, who was still eroded by the death thunder, and struck wildly!

Boom!

In an instant, the rays of light were bright and dazzling, like a tiger descending from the mountain, choosing people to devour, or like a dragon rising out of the sea, soaring for nine days, sweeping mountains and seas wherever it passed, roaring and sweeping!

The boundless void, like fragile tofu, instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness!

At this moment, in order to quickly strangle Balao, the three of them almost became red-eyed and used 90% or even 100% of their terrifying power!

"snort!"

Ba Lao let out a low groan, and just as he was about to break free from the shackles of the death thunder with all his strength, the roaring attacks launched by the three of them hit him hard in an instant!

Bang!

In an instant, Ba Lao's entire body collapsed on the spot without even the slightest resistance, turning into a thick mist of blood and burning violently, just like Meng Yunxiao before!

"good!"

Upon seeing this, the three Holy Kings of Moyun immediately lit up their eyes and shouted loudly, with intense excitement on their faces.

The three of them fought hard and finally succeeded in beating Ba Qingxuan, the source of the thunder tribulation, into a thick burning mist of blood on the spot!

In this way, he not only solved his own troubles, but also avenged Meng Yunxiao who died just now!

Boom!

However, just one breath later, there was suddenly another rumble, coming from high in the sky.

"What!"

The three of them heard the muffled sound and looked up quickly, but their expressions changed instantly.

I saw white lights flashing crazily in the calamity clouds high in the sky. Waves of pressure continued to accumulate. It was obvious that a third wave of white death thunder was brewing!

"retreat!"

Among the three, Holy King Moyun was the first to react, shouted loudly, and retreated in a hurry!

Uh-huh!

And at the moment when his body retreated, a beam of sword light of a hundred feet suddenly burst out from behind him, turned violently, and turned into a sharp whirlpool with a length of a hundred feet, strangulating madly!

In an instant, an astonishing whirlwind appeared on the spot as the vortex rotated at extremely high speed!

"not good!"

In one breath, Holy King Moyun suddenly changed color, his whole body was as cold as frost, and countless goose bumps suddenly appeared.

An unprecedented life and death crisis suddenly emerged in his mind. It seemed that if he was not careful at this moment, he might die on the spot!

At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, jerked it back, and slapped it with a palm!

Boom!

In an instant, black light surged out from the palm of his hand, turning into a striking black hole, expanding crazily, expanding to the size of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and completely sucking in the whirlpool of sword light that rushed towards it!

After the whirlpool of sword light was sucked into the black hole, it completely disappeared!

There was only a huge black hole that was constantly trembling. The light flashed wildly and kept shrinking towards the center!

"A good method, but it's a pity that the Tianxuan sword that wants to trap me is still far from enough...break it for me!"

A cold snort suddenly came out.

The moment the cold snort came out, the eye-catching black hole that was already trembling violently suddenly trembled even more violently. After just one breath, it could no longer hold up and collapsed completely with a bang!

After the eye-catching black hole collapsed, the whirlpool of sword light reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the Holy King of Demon Cloud was involved in it before he could escape!

"Ahhhh..."

In an instant, shrill screams could be heard on the spot.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Pieces of tiny flesh and blood, scarlet and dazzling, were flung out on the spot with the rapid rotation of the whirlpool of sword light, flying in all directions and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

From a distance, this scene looked as if Holy King Moyun had been thrown into a wildly rotating meat grinder, where his meat and bones were being quickly chopped into pieces and made into minced meat!

hiss! hiss! hiss!

Within ten thousand miles, everyone watching the battle was stunned with shock after seeing this bloody scene. They gasped repeatedly, and there was almost no trace of blood on their faces.

After just two or three breaths, the whirlpool of sword light trembled suddenly and disappeared.

Wow!

Only traces of flesh and bone were left in place, and the blood was scattered, fluttering, and falling down.

In a short period of time, another holy king fell tragically!