Countless storms were storming in the air.

boom!

All the Jindan monks of the Xinghe Sect rushed into the air.

They each cast the strongest spells and magic weapons to support the light domes.

After the starry sea completely disappeared for dozens of breaths, the thick smoke brought by the black stone had already enveloped the entire Xinghe Sect like dark night, but what made all the monks of Xinghe Sect ignite the hope that the power of the catastrophe cloud will no longer increase.

The heavenly tribulation seems to be finally coming to an end.

"I hate it!"

Several elders of the Xinghe Sect screamed at the same time.

The entire Xinghe Sect was devastated, and Dao Hall was damaged everywhere. Although important places such as the Sutra Hall, Spirit Field and Magical Artifacts and Artifacts Library were all preserved, most of the places in the mountain gate were like rocky fields.

The ancient trees, spiritual flowers and strange trees that have grown in the entire mountain gate have been smashed to pieces.

"Where is that Wang Li?"

The heavenly tribulation is about to disappear, and the attention of the monks of the Xinghe Sect finally fell on Wang Li, who was below His Highness. At this time, "Wang Li, He Lingxiu and Li Daoqi" in His Highness, suddenly shaking, following the scene.

With the loss of waves of inspiration, the bodies of the three of them suddenly turned into light and shadow and kept twisting.

"Shape-like?"
Chapter completed!