Almost in an instant, Hong Ling directly killed the general of the Nether Clan, and Wang Fuqiang also directly drove the flying sword to kill the evil ghosts and monsters.

Seeing that all the monsters that were blocking were killed by these two people, the monks of various sects finally breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky, followed by silver lightning flashes out of thin air, directly suppressing Hongling below.

That momentum is even more terrifying than when Wang Fuqiang used the Thunder Demonic Art.

Of course, Wang Fuqiang knew that this should be the so-called suppression of the way of heaven. Once there is any force that exceeds the rules of this world, this rule will directly suppress it. Not only does the demon clan have it, but also the sword energy and the rivers and the underworld, and the Yuanyang Realm should be no exception.

This power is enough to kill all existences.

Wang Fuqiang swallowed. If this power really acted on Hongling, it would not know whether Hongling could withstand it.

Seeing the lightning falling, Hong Ling instantly returned to her human form and said, "Dragon Breaking Sword."

Wang Fuqiang did not dare to hesitate at all, so he took out the Dragon Breaking Sword and threw it out.

After taking over the Dragon Broken Sword, Hong Lingjie swung out at the lightning and lightning, then flashed his body and came to Wang Fuqiang, and the lightning followed her and hit Wang Fuqiang.

Without giving Wang Fuqiang any chance to react, Hongling directly raised Wang Fuqiang's arm, and at the same time, her nails stroked Wang Fuqiang's wrist, and some blood suddenly flowed out.

After these blood appeared, Hongling did not see any movement. The blood left Wang Fuqiang's body directly, and then appeared around Hongling, forming a thin circle.

Hongling directly released the broken dragon sword. Not only did the broken dragon sword not fall, but it floated upwards and happened to appear above Hongling's head.

After releasing the Dragon Breaking Sword, Hong Ling quickly made gestures with both hands, getting faster and faster, and the thin bloodline began to merge into the Dragon Breaking Sword as his seals changed.

As these blood merged into it, the Dragon Breaking Sword turned out to be a masterpiece of light.

Wang Fuqiang looked at it and frowned.

Of course he knew what Hongling was going to do.

According to Hongling, he is not bound by these so-called rules, so he can avoid the attention of these rules. Hongling should now want to use his essence and blood to avoid this suppression of the way of heaven.

Wang Fuqiang asked, "Do you want me to come?"

Hongling was stunned and nodded, "You are indeed more suitable."

Wang Fuqiang went forward directly, grabbed the Dragon Breaking Sword, and then his body rose directly to the ground and crashed into the lightning. Just like before Hong Ling, he swung out with a knife.

Before dealing with Ji Changhe, Wang Fuqiang was able to barely exert the power of the Dragon Broken Sword three times. After being seriously injured by Ji Changhe, some changes occurred. Wang Fuqiang's strength has become much stronger, so he should be able to swing about five swords.

But there are a lot of lightning and lightning, with only five swords, it is difficult to completely offset these lightning, and one sword may not necessarily offset a lightning. Therefore, while Wang Fuqiang swung the first sword, he once again drove the flying swords of those disciples of the sect.

Hundreds of long swords soared into the sky at the same time, progressing layer by layer, colliding with the lightning.

Hongling said at this time: "Just avoid it, you don't have to bear it. I have hidden my breath now. As long as you avoid these, there will be no new suppression."

Wang Fuqiang nodded, directly removed the flying swords in the sky, and then used the power of the Dragon Breaking Sword to resist the lightning that hit him.

As Hongling said, as her breath was hidden, these lightnings seemed to have lost their targets and fell everywhere, and the sky collapsed and the earth suddenly broke.

The faces of the monks of the sect suddenly changed, and their faces were pale and full of confusion.

Only after swaying in the power of the sky did they realize that they were so small.

With the bombardment of lightning, the originally desolate land became even more desolate.

After confirming that such a terrible power would not appear again, Wang Fuqiang let out a breath, then put away the Broken Dragon Sword, walked to Hongling, and asked, "Is it okay?"

Hongling shook her head and asked, "What did you see?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Did you mean it?"

Hongling didn't speak, so it was the default.

Wang Fuqiang smiled bitterly and said seriously: "I saw some things, but they were not very obvious, but I could feel the existence of some things."

Hongling nodded and said, "That's not in vain."

She did intentionally before. With her strength, even if she did not use the previous power, she should be able to kill the general of the underworld. The reason why she used this power was to trigger the heavenly tribulation and allow Wang Fuqiang to feel the rules of the underworld more clearly.

Hongling continued: "This kind of suppression of heaven is also called the heavenly tribulation. Whether it is the underworld, the demon clan, or even the sword energy mountains and rivers, there will be such suppression, but the strength is different. In the world of the demon clan, it can only allow some ordinary cultivators to exist. Perhaps the strength of these disciples of the sects. Once they exceed this strength, they will be suppressed by the rules of the demon clan."

Wang Fuqiang nodded. No wonder those sect cultivators entered the sword energy mountains and rivers. Most of them were just disciples of the sect and had no elder-level tasks at all. Even if some of them entered the guardian sect, they forced their cultivation to be suppressed.

Hongling continued: "The rule of sword energy mountain and river is that it requires reaching the level of immortals, that is, exceeding Ji Changhe's strength, to cause suppression of the Heavenly Dao."

She looked up at the sky and then said, "Now it seems that the situation in the underworld is similar to that in the sword energy mountain river, but because of the special reasons of the underworld itself, it is different from the sword energy mountain river."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned.

Hongling explained: "Whether it is the world of the demon clan, the sword energy mountains and rivers, or the Yuanyang realm, it is considered a normal existence of order. Therefore, even if someone triggers the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, it will not be as powerful as the underworld, or the murderous aura is not so strong."

Wang Fuqiang pondered for a moment and said, "So this so-called suppression of heaven is the so-called heavenly tribulation. According to your opinion, whether it is the world of the demon clan or the sword energy mountains and rivers, as long as you can escape the thunder tribulation, even if you succeed in passing the tribulation, you can naturally go to a higher world. The world of the demon clan is the sword energy mountains and rivers, and the sword energy mountains and rivers are the Yuanyang Realm. That is, even if it is the same thunder tribulation, in other worlds, this thunder tribulation is reserved, and it is not really necessary to kill it. However, because the underworld is equivalent to a ball cage, if such a force appears, the thunder tribulation will form a killing force and completely erase the power that appears."

Hongling nodded and said, "It's probably what it means. The heavenly tribulation in the underworld really wants to kill all existences that exceed the rules, but the heavenly tribulation in other worlds is to give existences that exceed the rules a chance, which is considered to be a way to open a Taoist. But if you want to pass this door, you must stand the test, and this test is the thunder tribulation."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "So that's it."

Hongling said at this time: "Go up and take a look?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, looked up at the giant tree on the top of the mountain, and nodded.

Then Wang Fuqiang first returned the flying swords of the monks, followed Hongling and headed towards the top of the mountain, then landed on the top of the mountain under the giant tree.

The giant tree has completely withered without any anger.

At this time, Bai Zhi, who was hanging on Wang Fuqiang's waist, suddenly appeared, looked at the giant tree, and said, "It saved you, you should save it once."

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "How to save?"

Bai Zhi said: "With your blood nourishment, whether it can be saved depends on whether it is completely disintegrated. But whether it can be saved or not is one thing, and whether it can be saved or not is another."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "No matter what, I owe it a life. It's reasonable and should go through it."

After saying that, he grabbed the sword edge of the flying sword nine hundred miles away, and then with a stroke, blood flowed out immediately.

Wang Fuqiang pressed his cut-out palm on the trunk of the giant tree.

The blood kept flowing along the trunks, but it was not absorbed by the giant tree, but it just flowed to the ground.

Bai Zhi sighed and said, "It seems that there is no hope, let's stop."

Wang Fuqiang then withdrew his hand and pulled out a wound with a hundred steps and asked, "Do you still want to keep moving forward?"

Hongling shook her head and said, "It depends on you. If you feel that you can feel more when you continue moving forward, just leave. But I have to remind you that the danger will be greater. Not to mention the people you brought, even us may not be able to go back alive."

Wang Fuqiang nodded, and did not speak, but stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the other side of the mountain.

It is desolate, endless, and the world is in a daze.

After a long time, Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "Then I won't go. I came here this time for this tree. Since I have tried my best, I don't have any regrets."

Bai Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still did not speak, and returned to the sapling state, appearing in the bamboo basket on Wang Fuqiang's waist.

Wang Fuqiang turned around, landed directly at the foot of the mountain with his sword, glanced at the monks of the sect, and said, "Go back."

Hearing this sentence, these disciples of the sect finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to return.

Hongling walked beside Wang Fuqiang and said, "I thought you would continue to move forward. After all, you can master more by moving forward. Maybe the war between Jianqi Mountain and River and the underworld will not happen."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "But the lives of these people are also fate. I cannot exchange their lives for a possibility. I don't have this right, and I shouldn't decide anything for them."

Hongling was stunned, then nodded.

No one knew that on the top of the mountain, after Wang Fuqiang and others left the underworld, the blood that flowed into the ground began to be absorbed by the giant tree, and then the huge trunk fell down with a bang. A new bud emerged from the place where the trunk originally grew. It was very small, but covered by divine light.
Chapter completed!