Chapter 4370

The earth-shattering nine-color thunder calamity, the saint's calamity, fell on the head of another person on the ring.

"He's crazy!"

Giving up his thunder tribulation to Luo Luo, this is what Chen Ping has to do.

The terrifying nine-color thunder tribulation landed on top of Luo Luo's head, but it did not cause any harm.

Not only that, it is repairing Luo Luo's damaged soul foundation.

This is the power of Saint Lei Jie!

"I see!"

After discovering this scene, many monks among the strong people of the human race looked at the figure on the ring with indescribably complicated expressions in their eyes.

Before this, who would have thought that the Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation would have such power.

Using this kind of power to restore the soul of a monk who has no chance to step into the alchemy realm, no one in this world can do it.

The god-gathering powerhouse can't do it, and the number one powerhouse in Dongzhou continent can't do it either.

However, Chen Ping did it!

This was originally his Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation, his Saint Tribulation, but he gave it to others. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe it.

Chen Ping didn't cross the tribulation, and the thunder calamity was a kind of nourishment for his body, and he couldn't cross the tribulation in his current state.

The reason why he said that this world wants to destroy him is because he knows that the thunder tribulation is useless to him and will only make his inner demons worse.

Surviving the calamity of the heart demon is much more important than surviving the calamity of the nine-color thunder.

But even so, no one dared to approach the current Chen Ping. The Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation was not gentle to everyone.

If anyone else tried to get close to this terrifying thunder calamity, they would only be torn to pieces by this nine-color thunder calamity.

So even if they were jealous, no one would dare to attack someone in this state at this moment.

The strongman of the Shangyang Sect's Juying Dingfeng became ugly, and the sage Lei Jie slapped really loudly.

Shangguan Qing laughed out loud, as if he was mocking Shangyangzong, and also those strong human races who made the move.

The disciples of Cang Yuanzong no longer had doubts in their hearts at this time, even those disciples who didn't like Chen Ping, the eldest son, looked at the ring with admiration.

He is really kind to his friends around him!

Such an opportunity, who in the world can achieve it!

"kill!"

I don't know who it is, but with a loud roar, those disciples who attacked Cang Yuanzong were culled and killed by the disciples of Cang Yuanzong.

Now that the face has been torn, either you die or I die.

There is no unnecessary nonsense, a big battle just happened in Cangyuanzong, and the blood stained the gate of Cangyuanzong.

This is a war without warning!

The disputes in the war are only because of the teenagers standing on the ring.

It was him who caused this unexpected battle of extermination between Cang Yuanzong and the major forces in the world.

This is also a battle of protection, to protect the dignity of the sect, and to protect the eldest son of the sect!

Exciting!

Battles are often cruel. Hundreds of monks in the alchemy state were cut into pieces. During the battle, casualties have already appeared.

Cang Yuanzong's determination made many human monks tremble slightly in their eyes!

It is not without reason that such a sect can be passed down for thousands of years!

Shangguan Qing and the other three strong men from the eighth level of infant-gathering realm directly faced the strong man from the infant-gathering peak of the Shangyang Sect. They hadn't made a formal move yet, but several powerful auras were already in this world. form.

This is an invisible battle. Perhaps the souls of the four infantry-gathering realm experts are already undergoing terrible shocks, which is not difficult to see from their aura.