Chapter Eighteen: The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation

The purple thunder struck down, dyeing the entire sky red in an instant, Yancheng was as bright as day under the light of this pink glow.

"Fast and lightning—!"

With an angry shout, Bai Chen mobilized all his spiritual power, and moved his feet sideways, an afterimage flashed past, and the purple thunder also struck where he was originally.

boom--!

A loud noise woke up everyone in the Bai family from their sleep. When everyone opened the doors and windows to look out, all of them looked dull and panicked.

Like the sky at the end of the world, the dark clouds are rolling, and the huge black vortex roars in the sky, gradually emitting dazzling purple awns.

At this time, Baichen's yard was already covered in smoke, and he jumped to the corridor at the very moment to escape the thunderstorm.

But……!

Looking at the restless thunderclouds in the sky, Xia Daotian was dumbfounded: "To become a spiritual master, shouldn't you just welcome a thunderstorm? Why is there still restlessness in the dark clouds?!"

Sweat soaked Bai Chen's eyes, drips splashed down, he slowly raised his head, looked up at the purple awns in the black vortex, his face became more ferocious.

"Nimma, isn't it one? God, you want to play with me?!"

All of a sudden, another bolt of thunder struck down angrily, at an extremely fast speed, and it blasted into the White Mansion in the blink of an eye.

boom--!

Another loud bang, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and gravel filled the sky.

"Boss!"

Xia Daotian finally couldn't help but exclaimed, does God have hatred against Bai Chen?

In the mushroom cloud, an extremely embarrassed figure flew upside down, drew a black line, and slammed into the collapsed house.

Under the broken bricks, Bai Chen stood up forcefully, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth made him even more angrily.

Staring at the purple thundercloud that condensed again in the black vortex, Bai Chen glared angrily, and finally roared wildly at the sky, pointing at the sky and cursing: "My god your ancestor, come on, smash me—!"

Under the hysterical roar, the ferocious Bai Chen roared in the dark wind like a mad beast.

"The sky won't allow me, then I will overturn the world and stain the sky with blood—!"

In an instant, the third thunderbolt struck again, this time at a faster speed, and it crashed into Bai Chen's position in just a blink of an eye.

Once again, the earth trembled and the mountains were shaken, and the whole Yancheng was plunged into panic...

Fengyan Dynasty, Fengshen Temple.

An old man in a red robe looked at the endless starry sky with his hands behind his back, his old face was full of horror.

The earth suddenly shook violently, candles were lit up one after another in the houses, shouts, screams, one after another.

Soon, the void behind the old man twisted, and a young girl appeared out of thin air.

This woman's fiery red robe dances in the night wind, outlining her graceful figure. From a distance, she looks like a red lotus blooming in the dark night, or a red star floating in the sky.

"Junran, you're here." The old man's voice trembled a little rarely.

If you only listen to this voice, you will never be able to imagine that he is the most prominent and most prominent Lord of the Phoenix Temple in the entire dynasty, the person worshiped and revered by the world—Feng Wang!

"Grandpa..." The girl known as Junran stared blankly at the mountain in the distance with a pair of beautiful frosty eyes, and a look of shock appeared on Qingshi's face: "Suzaku Sacred Monument, why are you so restless!"

The old man let out a long breath and shook his head slowly: "I don't know, but the existence that can make the Suzaku Sacred Monument so restless is definitely not a kind person!"

"Is it just agitation..." The girl lowered her face, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

What she felt was obviously the fear of the Suzaku Sacred Monument!

The divine bird Suzaku, one of the four divine emperors in ancient times, was born in Nirvana. Although he has fallen now, his spirit still exists, protecting the lineage of Fengshen Palace for thousands of years.

Now, the soul of Suzaku is afraid of something?

How can something that can scare Suzaku exist in this world? !

She didn't believe it, she had never heard of any person or magical beast in the world that was stronger than Suzaku!

Looking at the majestic and majestic city in front of him, the old man's dying body trembled slightly: "I think that my Fengyan Dynasty has been established for thousands of years, and your majesty has favored me for thousands of years in the Fengshen Temple. The world!"

Hearing the sonorous and solemn oath, tears glistened in the eyes of the girl behind her.

Clenching the small hands in the sleeves into fists, the girl's noble face showed an incomparable pride.

"Grandpa, don't worry, as long as I, Chu Junran, are around for a day, the evil forces will never want to touch any inch of my Fengyan Dynasty's land!"

After finishing speaking, the space turned again, and the girl's figure disappeared strangely like the wind.

"..."

The girl's awe-inspiring expression made the old man's face gradually return to calm.

She is the star of hope of the Phoenix Temple, and also the most talented person in the Phoenix Temple for thousands of years. If it is her, maybe it can really restore the glory of the Phoenix Temple in ancient times!

The back hill of the capital...

On a peak surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, an old man in a plain robe is gazing at the starry sky, his eyes are silent, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Master, the evil aura just now is unprecedentedly powerful!" A boy in white shirt behind him said in horror.

"Well, that soul breath is indeed extremely powerful..." The old man who spoke was none other than the strongest of the dynasty, the dean of the Holy Heaven Academy—Old Xuan!

"Soul breath?" The white-clothed boy was stunned: "Can the human soul produce the breath that covers millions of miles of mountains and rivers?"

Elder Xuan withdrew his gaze, looked at the white-clothed boy, and said with a faint smile, "Of course not, I'm afraid it's the soul power of a monster."

"Warcraft?!" The white-clothed boy clenched the sword around his waist, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Master, monsters are cruel by nature, and they are afraid of living beings. Please allow this disciple to go down the mountain and eradicate it!"

"No need." Elder Xuan shook his head: "That astonishing soul power seems to have suffered some serious damage, and I'm afraid it has already fallen."

"..."

The monster that caused such a big wave fell so quickly?

The compassion in Elder Xuan's eyes was completely absorbed, and he said earnestly: "Jun'er, I know you hate monsters, but monsters are just like people, there are good and evil, there are good and bad, and it's all in a single thought. , God, never rejects any race, understand?"

"Yes, Master..."

Wang Jun responded, but his heart was still filled with endless anger and hatred.

Chu Junran and Wang Jun, the two most shining new stars of the Fengyan Dynasty, both ignited their fighting spirit because of the mournful cry of this evil aura.

At this moment, over Yancheng...

The vision of heaven and earth with wind and clouds has disappeared, and the sky of Yancheng has once again fallen into a silent night.

Everyone in the Bai family took torches and rushed towards the other garden where Bai Chen lived. When they arrived there, they were shocked to see the messy bricks, and they were all speechless.

"Boss!"

"Third Brother..."

"Chen'er!!"

Xia Daotian, Bai Zhixue, and Bai Qing's complexions were paper-like, with moist eye sockets.