Nine thunders refining incarnation, Yin Yang deriving myriad tribulations!

It was as if the sky had split open, and the Thunderbolts were rolling like rivers, waterfalls, and raging tides, roaring and surging!

PEI Ling and Mo minglan raised their hands at the same time. Their actions were exactly the same as they slashed out a blood-colored blade Qi.

The saber Qi surged and whistled, like a blood-colored wave that was going against the current.

It transformed into a Dragon and rose up from the mist, crashing into the torrential lightning tribulation.

The entire eternal night desert seemed to shake silently.

The water vapor condensed by the spring seemed to be frightened, surging and scattering in all directions.

In the next moment, the blood-red light and the lightning twisted and intertwined, and both collapsed.

The seventh round of lightning tribulation had ended!