Chapter 1437 The bronze dragon coffin is about to be opened?

Not long after Xiang Kunlun and others left.

The twentieth, twenty-first, twenty-second, twenty-third, and twenty-fourth thunder fell from the sky!

Tianbaolun and Liuli Ruyi were also broken into pieces and can no longer be used at all!

Even the Five Thunder Seals were split open!

Only the Dragon Emperor Sword is still suspended in the sky, unscathed!

As for Yang Luo, he couldn't sit still anymore and lay on the ground.

There was no intact part of his body, the skin and flesh were torn everywhere, revealing the broken bones.

The blood dyed the entire mountain top red.

As long as another thunder falls, he will definitely die!

"Yang Luo!"

"Brother Yang!"

"Mr. Yang!"

Everyone in the open space in the distance screamed and felt extremely heartbroken.

The sky thunder emitting eight colors of light continued to be absorbed by Yang Luo's body.

He has too many regrets that cannot be made up for...

Why did you suddenly enter the spiritual space?

He spoke with difficulty: "Qingmei, Momo, Fourth Senior Sister, Lao Qi, Brother Li, Brother Wang... Goodbye, everyone..."

Master Xuanku clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at it anymore.

Li Wushuang also said: "It's really strange. After Brother Yang's body absorbed the twenty-fifth thunder, he began to absorb the twenty-sixth thunder again, just like a bottomless pit."

"Amitabha……"

"God, please, let Mr. Yang go!"

Yang Luo wanted to get closer to take a look, but he couldn't get close at all.

what's the situation?

Aren't you about to die?

"God, why are you so blind? Do you have to kill Mr. Yang?!"

Rumble!

There was a roar of thunder ahead!

He quickly floated forward and passed through a heavy fog.

But now, Yang Luo is leaving it again.

He originally thought that he could survive the thunder tribulation of the Earth Immortal and step into the Earth Immortal!

But I didn’t expect that I wouldn’t be able to get through it after all!

I'm sorry, brothers, I can't avenge you, I can't kill those old men from Tianyan Sect and Zixiao Sect for you!

And the twenty-sixth thunderbolt had already fallen from the sky.

When Yang Luo went to pick it up from the Wushen Cult, it was extremely happy.

He no longer dared to say any more.

Li Daochen said sadly: "Mr. Yang is already dying. If there is another thunderstorm, Mr. Yang, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

"No...no!!!"

Zhang Zhilin frowned and said, "I don't know what's going on now. This is the first time I've seen a situation like this."

Yang Luo was overwhelmed by this seven-color sky thunder like a vast ocean!

Everyone could no longer see Yang Luo's figure clearly, they were completely collapsed and in despair!

"Master Xuanku, do you know what's going on?"

"Xiao Luo, it is the greatest luck for a teacher to accept you as his disciple..."

"no no!!!"

This sky thunder flashed with seven colors of light, was as huge as a mountain, and struck Yang Luo on the top of the mountain!

Su Qingmei, Qin Yimo, and Lin Qianyi knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

He also wanted to know what would come out after the bronze dragon coffin was completely opened.

He was too sorry to say anything.

Su Qingmei and others screamed, heartbroken to the point of death, crying to the point of fainting.

Yang Luo looked at Su Qingmei and others in the distance, his eyes blurred by tears and blood.

"No matter what, Mr. Yang is still alive, still alive!"

I saw streaks of seven-color sky thunder rushing in from all directions, like a wave, pouring in continuously along the first bronze dragon coffin that had opened a gap!

at this time.

It was even more excited to be able to fight side by side with Yang Luo.

"This is...the space of spiritual consciousness?!"

I don't know how long it took.

Everyone exclaimed and was extremely excited.

Others screamed and screamed, and some knelt on the ground and began to plead with God.

At this time.

The wait didn't take long.

Unexpectedly, he actually came in this time, and he came in during the tribulation.

Yang Luo was still lying on the ground, unconscious.

Rumble!

Another stream of eight-color thunder came from all directions and was continuously sucked into the bronze dragon coffin...

What's happening here?!

Qi Yutang asked Zhang Zhilin.

Until all the seven-color sky thunder is absorbed.

"Hooooo...hooooo..."

Su Qingmei, Qin Yimo, Lin Qianyi and others also stopped crying, and there was hope in their eyes.

I'm sorry, Senior Sister, Xiao Luo can't save you and go home!

I'm sorry, brothers of the Holy Royal Court, I can't fulfill my promise and lead the Holy Royal Court back to the top of the dark world!

He was immediately stunned!

Chu Longyuan said nervously: "Old Master, will there be any problem with this?"

"Moreover, Mr. Yang's body seems to be swallowing thunder!"

It has already regarded Yang Luo as its closest person.

Zhang Zhilin and Master Xuanku also had red eyes and tears.

After all, since he obtained the Dragon King Sword a long time ago, he has never been able to enter the spiritual space again.

In an instant!

boom……

In the hole in the sky, thunder and lightning of all colors surged crazily, as if they were going to destroy everything.

There was golden light shining everywhere and heavy fog shrouded it.

Dabai also let out mournful wails, and hot tears flowed from his eyes as big as lanterns.

On top of the mountain.

"Heaven is jealous of talents! God is jealous of talents!"

Is this bronze dragon coffin absorbing the power of thunder?!

The thundercloud still hasn't dispersed.

Even if they want to help, they can't help!

Qi Yutang burst into tears and murmured: "It's over, it's really over..."
To be continued...