"That's... your heavenly disaster?"

Ling Luoyu looked at the clouds around him.

The seemingly peaceful and peaceful place is actually full of murderous intent.

That place is like a purgatory that is not connected to the human world, and any power is imprisoned there.

She is like this, but I’m afraid that Zhuyinlong will be like this!

She gently stroked the blood on Zhuyinlong's body with her fingertips, and she thought: "If you want to succeed in overcoming the tribulation, do you have to survive there?"

Zhuyinlong roared softly, as a response.

Ling Luoyu frowned: "But that... you may die!!"

Zhuyinlong suddenly stood up, swung his tail, and pushed her back, as if to keep her away from danger.

And it shook its tail and head, and entered the periphery of the cloud again.

A heart-wrenching roar came again.

——This is its destiny and its mission to survive!

Even if you die, you have to try it!!

I haven't tried it, and I will never know if I can jump the gantry.

In response to the pain of being cut into pieces, the candle-yin dragon entered the depths of the clouds little by little.

And its roar also resounded through the sky and went straight into the valley.

Feng Chenglin bit the grass roots and looked at Mr. He and said, "What does this mean? It's so miserable that it's definitely not a good thing..."

"It should be Zhuyinlong who is officially overcoming the tribulation!" Old Dao He raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

"You said that the third young master will join in the fun? What else can she do there? It's not that she wants to get through the tribulation!!"

Feng Chenglin was circling in a hurry below.

"Old man, why don't you go up and take a look..."

"I am an outsider, and it's useless to see it... Didn't you say it yourself? That's their own business, I, an outsider, can't help..."

"Then... then we just stand here like this, watching the Third Young Master take risks?"

Old Dao He rolled his eyes: "Who said we are standing here like this?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up: "What are we going to do?"

No matter what you do, just do it, it's fine.

Old Dao He turned around and there was no jar of wine: "This is what we haven't finished drinking just now. Now we can drink it while waiting for them..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this intention to cause trouble for him?

"Old man, you..."

“It’s raining…”

Someone touched his face, responded casually, and looked at his fingers subconsciously.

When I saw it, I jumped up immediately—

"Blood...is blood..."

Something really drips down in the clouds.

But it's not raindrops, but blood!!

Little bits of blood, like raindrops, dripping from the sky.

For a moment, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Old man, get up quickly, it's blood..."

Feng Chenglin shouted and jumped up, looking at the sky nervously.

"Blood rain, it's bloody raining above... Old man, what should we do? How can we save people..."

Old Dao He was very calm. He narrowed his eyes and opened his eyes calmly: "Don't worry, this is not the blood of your third young master!"

"How do you know?"

Although questioned, Feng Chenglin still gave him a little anger.

"There is no name written on this blood, and it is said that it is the blood of the family... How do you know it is not the third young master?"

"Miss Ling has only a little blood. If she really spilled it out, would she spill so much?"

Those who can make bloody rain must be a giant.

If Ling Luoyu had probably had all his blood sprinkled, and he would not have made such a big formation.

"That's fine..." Feng Chenglin was completely relieved.
Chapter completed!