The void was cut open by the sword light, revealing a deep black hole, with a figure looming in the black hole.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Since you have followed Liang here, why don't you dare to show up to see him?"

Liang Yan gave a sharp shout and pinched the sword in his hand again.

The evil-killing divine thunder turned into the lunar divine thunder. The power of the thunder was like yin water, stretching endlessly. It instantly filled the cracks in the void and firmly locked the figure inside.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the man could only chuckle, tear the void with his hands, and reveal his figure.

"It's you!"

Seeing the appearance of the person coming clearly, Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.

At the same time that Liang Yan removed the stone tablet, the nameless peak, the top of the exquisite fairy tree.

On an inconspicuous branch, a ball of green light suddenly appeared. The green light continued to condense, and finally turned into a bud, breaking out of the cocoon from the branch.

This bud grew at an extremely fast speed, and in just a moment, it turned into a fruit.

The fruit is shaped like a baby, pink and tender, and is clearly the "Linglong Good Fortune Fruit" that was consumed during the Twelve Transformations!

But if you look carefully, you will find that the baby's face is actually very old, and somewhat similar to the late Canglong!

"Ahem!"

Amid a violent cough, "Fruit" slowly opened his eyes.

Wherever you look, Wuzhuang Mountain is in a mess, filled with poisonous miasma, and corpses are everywhere. All the disciples have been killed, either turned into poisonous people, or turned into blood.

"well!"

A long sigh came from the "fruit".

"I didn't expect that my tribulation this time would bring such serious consequences. Although I expected that the Twelve Transformation Tribulations had evil intentions, I didn't expect that there was a conspiracy from Tiangong City behind it. God is going to destroy me in Wuzhuang Mountain!"

There was a trace of sadness in its eyes.

But this sadness soon subsided and turned into determination.

"It doesn't matter. As long as I don't die, there will still be a trace of luck in Wuzhuang Mountain! Although I suffered a lot this time, I escaped the disaster of heaven and can live for more than 800 years! With these 800 years

I will definitely take my longevity."

"Senior Brother Canglong, you have lived for so long, what do you want to do with the eight hundred years?"

A cold voice suddenly interrupted "Fruit"'s soliloquy.

"who?"

Cang Long didn't expect that there would be anyone left in Wuzhuang Mountain at this time, so his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw a ray of spiritual light slowly condensing on the treetops and branches.

The aura transformed into limbs and torso, and finally revealed the facial features. It turned out to be the Lord of the Fire Department of Wuzhuang Mountain, "Wu Shiming"!

"It's you!"

Canglong was surprised.

He didn't expect that it would be this junior brother who appeared in front of him at this time!

Before Canglong crossed the tribulation, Lu Qinghe, Wu Shiming, Su Dingshan, and Zuo Xingzhi all came to protect him. However, halfway through the tribulation, Zuo Xingzhi betrayed the sect and killed Su Dingshan first, and then joined forces with others to kill Lu.

Qinghe.

During the whole process, Wu Shiming did not take action because he had disappeared long before Zuo Xingzhi rebelled.

But after everyone left, the "Lord of the Fire Department" appeared.

"Junior Brother Wu, do you also want to betray me?" Cang Long said in a seductive voice.

"Haha!" Wu Shiming suddenly sneered.

"Junior brother, why are you laughing?" Canglong asked cautiously.

"I laugh at you for living in vain for so many years, and you still can't tell the truth from the lies."

"What?"

Canglong was shocked. He stared at "Wu Shiming" in front of him for a long time, suddenly trembled and murmured: "You are not, you are not Junior Brother Wu!"

"hehe."

The smile on Wu Shiming's face became even brighter, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

"Canglong, I not only laugh at your shallowness of mind, I also laugh at your whimsical thinking! Throughout the ages, which saint who has attained enlightenment and become a saint is not a person of extraordinary talent? Are they all fools and idiots who can't think of such opportunistic ways?"

"You" Canglong was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

In his sight, Wu Shiming was holding his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling through the air.

Although he was extremely frightened, Canglong had now turned into a fruit, and it would take at least a hundred days to reshape his body. Until then, he could not move a step and could only watch the opponent approach.

"Tsk, tsk, I just used some tricks to make you believe that this method can survive the third disaster. In fact, it is not that simple to become a saint! Even without the interference of Tiangong City, the Twelve Transformation Tribulations are willing to prevent the disaster for you.

You can’t even become a saint!”

Hearing this, Cang Long's expression suddenly changed, as if he remembered something, and murmured to himself:
Chapter completed!