On the dragon, the huge golden sword rising above Jiang Ling'er's head collided with the huge palm photographed in the air.

The two golden swords turned into a golden rain of light that filled the sky and poured down slowly, while the two huge palms were also chopped into green light all over the sky by the golden swords and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting on the ground and transformed into a god and Buddha, was unmoved by the catastrophe of the two of them.

In his opinion, it would be no problem for the two guys in front of him to survive the tribulation, and there was no need for him to bear the thunder.

The dragon lying on the stone flat made a clicking sound. It had been slightly injured, and it was unclear whether it could survive the third tribulation.

Jiang Ling'er, who was sitting on the ground, felt as if her body was about to fly into the sky after the second thunderbolt struck.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he muttered: "Brother, after surviving this catastrophe, little Ling'er wants to eat grilled fish."

Someone above the nine heavens saw that the person who had overcome the calamity was ignoring him. In an instant, the calamity clouds in the sky turned into layers of black clouds, and the power of thunder and lightning became stronger than before.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiaolong was so frightened that he cried: "Finally...he's here. Brother, whether I live or die, it all depends on this talisman of yours!"

Jiang Ling'er looked at it and smiled: "Brother, look, this little bug is going to be scared to death!"
Chapter completed!